Out of character, at a very special Comic Con panel

Content Warning: Some indirect, pseudo-scat at the very end. If you're not into it, stop reading when Chuck cums.

Scarlett sat in a place of honor at the center of the stage, flanked on either side by her various MCU costars. To celebrate her character's first solo venture, they arranged a special Q&A panel all about Black Widow, the "Bad Ass With a Great Ass." Horny perverts and impassioned feminists alike filled the audience, with a line for the microphone stretching all the way out the door. Right at the front of that line was me.

"First question?"

"Hi, Scarlett," I said nervously into the microphone. "I'm Chuck, and I'm a big fan of you, your character, and your ass. I'm also an EDP, and I was hoping I could use that fantastic ass to cum while you're taking questions?"

The crowd cooed like they always did when an obviously planted charity case asked for some innocuous special treatment. A bunch of people cheered, some whistled, and a few probably drunk frat boys in the corner started chanting "Ass! Ass! Ass!"

Scarlett played it admirably coy, as if the whole panel hadn't been set up by the Take-A-Bitch Foundation specifically for me to live out this specific fantasy. She raised her eyebrows in almost genuine surprise, and even managed to blush a brilliant shade of red. Finally, she made a big show of giving in to the pressure.

"Ohhh, why not?" she shrugged with a good-natured laugh. "Get on up here!"

I was ushered around backstage and up the stairs to Scarlett's raised platform, where the actress greeted me with an awkward handshake and an even more awkward hug. I was rock hard at the thought of what I was about to do, but froze up when I saw the absolute throng of people that were going to watch me do it. Most of them had their cellphones out, taking pictures and videos that would be the most viewed posts on all social media sites by this time tomorrow. She noticed my nerves, and whispered in my ear;

"Nothing matters but you and me, Chuck. Your cock, my ass. I need you inside me."

With that beautiful mantra ringing in my ears, I took Scarlett's chair and bent her over my lap. As the next person stepped forward to ask their question, I started spanking her over her black dress pants.

"Ms. Johansson, your ass really is fantastic," the guest read the question John had written for her. "How do you keep your body in good enough shape to run around in a leather catsuit all day?"

"It's -- OH! -- it's sur-PRIS-ingly EA-sy, ACT-ually. It just takes EX-ercise and DI-et. I WARM up my ASS with a good SPANK-ing every MORNing, JUST like THIS, then I TWERK for THIR-ty MIN-utes and FUCK the NEAR-est IN-tern for an HOUR. ONCE my CAR-dio's DONE, I have him CUM in a BOWL of RAI-sin BRAN for BREAK-fast. ALL my MEALS are COV-ered in CUM; it's the ON-ly WAY I can **** it DOWN anyMORE!"

Robert Downey, Jr. complimented her dedication; "She really means all of them. When we filmed the schawarma scene for the first Avengers, she had to jerk all five of us off onto her plate before she'd take a single bite."

"She doesn't even care where it comes from," Chris Evans chimed in. "I've watched her make horses, dogs, even that rat from the start of Endgame cum on her lunch between takes. You should see her gobble the stuff down, though. I'm sure she'd love to eat Chuck's load when he's done with her."

"Ohhh, YES, Chuck!" Scarlett begged into her microphone, "FEED me your CUM! Please!"

"Calm down, slut," I muttered, swatting her cheeks extra hard. "We've still got our pants on."

"Next QUEStion!"

"Your costumes sooo hot, but the way they accentuate your butt-crack has me wondering; do you wear underwear on set?"

Scarlett turned to me and grinned; "WHY don't you SHOW them, CHUCK?"

Nodding, I stood Scarlett up, turned her ass toward the crowd, and unbuttoned her fly. Sure enough, a well-trimmed bush greeted me; she was going commando. I reached around and, in one fell swoop, yanked her pants to her ankles, showing the crowd the very famous ass they'd come to see.

They literally erupted with applause, a wall of noise physically hitting my chest. I was too stunned to react, but Scarlett, ever the showwoman, reached back and slapped her right cheek, riling them up even more. She demonstrated her twerking technique, then turned to shove my face up her delicious crack. She leaned back, practically sitting on my face as I knelt behind her, and spread her legs to show the crowd her increasingly soaked cunt.

"I never wear panties!" she announced with pride, "They only get in the way when I need a good fuck, and I always need a good fuck! Am I right, ladies?"

This time, the women in the crowd whistled and howled their support, some of them fishing their panties off then and there to throw them up on stage. Meanwhile, I explored every inch of Scarlett Johansson's puckered sphincter with my tongue as I opened my own fly and took out my dick, stroking it as a warm up for the main event.

As soon as I was ready, I sat back, discarded my pants, and shouted "Sit on this dick, bitch!"

Scarlett spread her legs to straddle me, then squatted as she lined up the head of my dick with her glistening anus. Leaning back to brace herself against my chest, Scarlett Johansson rammed my dick up her ass in front of hundreds of screaming fans. She took it all in one go, using her whole body weight to properly impale herself on my shaft.

"Fuck, YES!" she shouted, "Anal is the ONLY way to fuck! Ladies, if you have a date, a friend, or a fucking brother with you, drop your pants and beg him to fuck your ass here and now, just like Chuck is fucking mine. It'll change... your... life..."

Sure enough, all the women who had ditched their panties earlier turned to the men beside them and pushed them to the ground before mounting them in exactly the same position that Scarlett and I were currently demonstrating. Not to miss out, some of the girls who had no guy around simply began eating the asses of other nearby girls not taking it up the ass. Watching a room full of innocent, impressionable teenagers turn into absolute anal sluts pushed me over the edge; forgetting Scarlett's promise to eat my load, I came, hard and loud, balls-deep in her ass.

The audience, however, did not forget. The second they figured out what had happened, they started to boo and hiss, some even demanding a refund for this free panel. Scarlett reluctantly climbed off my spent dick with a **** plan to appease them. Squatting low over an empty bit of stage, she gritted her teeth and pushed. My cum -- now tinged with her the contents of her colon -- came squirting out of her again, making a disgusting puddle that she eagerly got on her hands and knees to lap up like a starving puppy.

The crowd cheered again, and each of the ass-fucking women out there followed her lead one by one, taking their lovers' loads up their asses, forcing them out again, and **** them down as best they could. I had never seen anything more erotic, hilarious, or disgusting in my life.