Elizabeth Olsen

The next night gets late, and you start to wonder if Scarlett is going to show up at all. Maybe the moment is passed. Maybe she's not horny any more. Why would she come back for her free porn when she's got, you know, the internet?

Thinking back on last night, you can't believe you were so bold to even suggest it. Now you wished you'd suggested something more immediate.

Closing time. No Scarlett tonight.

So you turn off the lights, again, and head to the door to flip over the "closed" sign when you notice two similar-looking figures standing there.

You smile. And you immediately open the door.

There's Scarlett again, wearing a loose shirt, but still clearly showing off the fact that she's bra-less and tight jeans. And next to her is her Avengers co-star Elizabeth Olsen. She's wearing a crazy low-cut shirt, no bra as well, and a pair of yoga pants.

She looks very much like Scarlett, a little on the short side, but an amazing body, strong legs, huge tits, blonde hair, although just like Scarlett it's red in the Avengers movies.

Whoever casts those movies must love redheads with amazing tits.

The two stars walk into the shop, smiling. "So this is him." Scarlett says. You wonder just how much she's told her co-star.

"I didn't think you'd come" You say, coyly.

"Well," Scarlett's sexy raspy voice is dripping with playful desire, "I really want that porn." She shoots Elizabeth a smile. "Also, I'm really horny. Do you know what it's like to be really, insatiably horny? Like, fuck 10 people in a day and still not enough horny?"

You don't react. You don't really know that feeling.

"Is that what you did? Fucked ten people today?" Elizabeth teases.

"No." Scarlett bites her lip giving her friend's body a good look up and down. Is she just now realizing that this is the girl whose asshole she's brought to eat? "I just sucked a few cocks today."

"So just a normal day." Elizabeth smirks.

You shake your head. "You two like getting into trouble, don't you?" You can feel your cock getting hard.

And suddenly Elizabeth jumps up toward you, pressing her body, and her wonderful tits against your body. Her hand rests itself on your chest, then slowly slides down your abdomen and into the top of your pants. This isn't exactly what you brought them here to do, but you're not going to object.

"Tell him about that game you had me play on set." Elizabeth requests of Scarlett as you feel her fingers slide into your boxers and wrap themselves around your impossibly hard cock.

Scarlett shrugs. "Oh, whatever. I do it on lots of movies. I just pick out a PA and see how long it takes me to seduce him."

"And what's your record?" Elizabeth is clearly turned on by the thought and she jerks you with considerable glee

"Fifteen minutes." Scarlett lets out a little giggle. You never thought you'd hear Scarlett Johansson giggle for you. Of course, there's a lot happening right now that you never thought would happen. "So what was your record when I made you play the game?"

Elizabeth lets out a sigh. She tugs at you more and more. You hope you can last any amount of time at this rate. "Like, an hour. I'm just not as good as you."

You decide to interject a few questions. "Ever seduce two guys at the same time?"

"Of course" Scarlett answers.

"Ever seduce a girl on set?" You ask.

"Of course" Scarlett answers.

"Ever lick her asshole?" Again, it feels odd to be talking dirty to these two gorgeous actresses. But there's no point in hesitating now.

"I told you. I'm not into that."

"Then why do you want the DVD?" You're breathing heavily now.

"For a friend... who is into that." It's more than obvious who Scarlett is talking about.

You look straight ahead at Elizabeth who greets your gaze with a big smile. You reach over to touch her, maybe to slide your hands into her pants. But suddenly Scarlett is behind you, holding you back, holding you still. She leans in and whispers. "Not so fast. I'm turned on by these questions. I want more." Then she bites your earlobe.

You try to concentrate. "Ever seduce and fuck someone while in costume?" the question just pops into your mind.

"Now there's an idea." Scarlett seems surprised by the question, but happy with it. "I haven't. Have you, Liz?" Elizabeth shakes her head negative. "Would you like that?" Scarlett whispers. "Whose face would you rather cum on, Scarlett Johansson's or Black Widow's?"

And your cock can't really take it any more. You feel it release, all over the inside of your pants, all over Elizabeth's hand.

She pulls it from your pants and studies it. It's absolutely covered, soaked in cum. Then she steps forward and caresses it down Scarlett's face, rubbing the cum across her.

You can barely concentrate. So, you think, that's what Scarlett Johansson looks like covered in your cum.

"So what do you say, should we go back and get our Avengers costumes?" She asks.