Scarlett Johansson

It takes you a moment to process what’s going on, Scarlett and Natalie both fully naked, next to each other, gyrating and then you realize they’re both riding a sybian.

You laugh to yourself, wondering if it’s because in their infinite VIP importance, they can’t find a cock good enough for them. Sure Natalie seemed interested in yours, but she was also pretty fine just letting it go away.

And now they’re both reduced to this spectacle. Do they realize how pathetic they look?

Becca, the nameless girl and one of the guys rush Natalie. Which leaves Scarlett for you and Olivia.

Her eyes are already rolling back in her head with pleasure and she never sees it coming as Olivia shoves her off her orgasm device and onto the ground.

You jump over to her, your cock stiff and ready. Before you do anything you notice one of the guys and AT&T girl hesitating. You wave a hand at them. “If you’re not going to join in, go find us something fun to play with.” They scurry off.

And before you can turn your attention back to Scarlett, her thick, sultry lips are shoved down on your shaft by Olivia.

You thrust into her face like you’re fucking a cunt, actually more aggressively than you’ve ever fucked anything. Olivia, with a handful of Scarlett’s hair, thrusts her face onto you.

She’s helpless, a real rag doll for your cock. Spit flies from her mouth as she’s made to bob wildly on your meat. All she can do is “gah gah gah gah gah.”

Her eyes water, finally an explosion of saliva and precum pours from her mouth and nose.

You hear Natalie’s muffled moans and look over to see the guy’s cock deep in her throat and Becca’s hand wrist deep in her slit.

You’re brought back by the sound of Scarlett spitting. She looks up at you with a disdainful smirk and then over to Olivia. She seems to know what’s going on. Hell maybe she was the one who rejected Olivia in the first place.

“You think I’m worried about your fuckin’ mutiny? Fuck it. Give it to me. It was getting boring up here anyways.”

Olivia’s hand wraps itself around her neck tightly. “Know what we can do to you?” Olivia gives you a glance as if to suggest she’s recalling her own experience at your hands. Then she whispers into Scarlett’s ear.

Scarlett isn’t phased. “You think I’ve never had a golden shower before? Or fucked down the throat?” She laughs. “Now slap me and get on with it.”

You’re hesitant to give her what she wants. But Olivia doesn’t mind. She slaps Scarlett hard and you spin her around, bend her over so her face is in the thick pool of spit that she just excised and shove your cock into her plump, inviting ass.

As you start to thrust, Olivia spits at her, half hitting her in the face, half missing but contributing to the puddle under her nose.

Up for anything, Scarlett pokes out her tongue and licks it up off the floor.

“Here’s something fun.” AT&T girl comes walking out a door with a bougie tray of strawberries and champagne. She passed up Becca first and Becca immediately grabs the champagne bottle.

Your cock feels good buried in Scarlett’s asshole but you have to admit the real show is what Becca is doing with Natalie.

The nameless girl and guy hold her steady while Becca shoves the thick end of the bottle into her already wide pussy. Then she grabs the cork and pulls it. As the champagne bursts out the bottle jolts backwards into Natalie.

She screams so loud her voice vanished. Her hands slap at the ground. It’s like you can see her mind pop. It’s over for her. She’s all Becca’s now.

You turn your attention back to the ass that your junk is planted in. Olivia, watching happily grabs a champagne flute off the girl’s tray. That leaves strawberries for you.

You’re enjoying having a mind unencumbered by any human decency. You grab two thick juicy berries, pull your fat meat from Scarlett’s ass, shove the berries in, then shove yourself back in. Scarlett grunts.

Sweet red juice immediately trickles out, down Scarlett’s legs.

You look up to see what Olivia is up to. She’s holding the champagne flute between her thighs and filling it with her piss. Of course she is. She pulls Scarlett’s face off the ground by her hair. “Want some?”

Scarlett is breathing heavily now. She lunges for the glass. “Give it to me.”

Instead Olivia gives her another hard slap. Then brings the glass up to her own lips, sips some in, and spit sprays it all over Scarlett’s messy, sweaty face.

You don’t want to sum yet so you pull your cock from inside Scarlett. The two destroyed strawberries roll out with it.

You spin Scarlett around to you. Her face is a disaster. “Still think you can take whatever we can give?” You ask.

Scarlett pants heavily. “That ass can take... two at a time... it can... and it has...”

Poor AT&T girl just watches, her jaw dropped. She’s not up for this. No wonder she had to be the doorman in the Recovery Room.

Meanwhile Scarlett won’t shut up. “I’ve been fucked to shit by half the Avengers, plus Hayley Atwell with a ten inch strap on and they’re not into this gentle shit. They’d rather...”

Ok, you’ve heard an enough talking. You grab the strawberry remnants off the ground, shove them in Scarlett’s mouth and your cock follows. This time you don’t skull fuck her, you just slide your shaft into her throat and hold.

Olivia helps, lifting her foot and pushing it down hard on the back of Scarlett’s head. She’s almost casual about it. She sips the rest of her glass as if it’s delicious.

“You love being fuck toy for a fuck toy, don’t you?” Becca is still going to town on Natalie who is still a shell of a human being.

You feel Scarlett’s throat contract and constrict around your meat. You don’t let up. Her body begins to shake. Then it starts to go limp. Finally it collapses on the floor, falling off your cock.

You’re not down with her yet.

“I found a fun thing to play with” a voice says. It’s the other guy who came with you. You’d forgotten about him. He walks into your vision dragging a girl by her long hair.

Damn.