The Big Game, Scarlett Johansson

Two hundred thousand is how much it took for the head coach to wave all my mandatory practice days as optional. Given the success of Ironman II, I was reasonably sure Scarlett Johansson would be paying nothing to the government. I was smarter than your average jock and my dad was fiercely independent and freedom minded. Growing up in the south made it almost a joke.

Today’s game kicked off with a huge bang. I am a full back and my quarterback is very good at throwing the ball. That made my job a lot easier as I ran for over give hundred yards and forty two touch downs. Scarlett Johansson was standing by the coaches all dolled up and watching intently. Naturally I used the opportunity to ‘perform’ for the fraulein. When we won I locked her sexy, beautiful, and surprised body up in a passionate celebratory kiss.

“I shouldn’t be here you know…” Scarlett Johansson stammered and I hear the guilt in the timbre in her voice. The guilt was from the decision I knew she would make though. I came up to her right after our opening offensive drive.

I weaved my fingers into the hair on the back of Scarlett’s head and smiled ruefully as I claimed her mouth. After a minute of token resistance to the public show of affection she started to respond. I pulled her into me and was reminded of the pads I was wearing and where we were. However, I persevered for the time being and snuck my hand up her thigh and beneath her skirt.

“Stop! Not here! You may not care for my soon to be ex-husband but I would rather not hurt him more than this already will.” She stammered some more into my dominating mouth and through my questing tongue. My fingers were already at her panties and massaging her mons pubis and labia. My other hand slowly massaging circles into her lower back as she was pressed up flush against me.

Scarlett Johansson was whimpering and moaning into my mouth within a few minutes of my ministrations. Slight thrust of her pelvis tried to drive her clit harder into my hand. My other hand was now kneading and massaging her 38”C’ Cup mammaries. I had her climbing ontop of me trying to get more.

“Please stop… people are starting to stare at us.” Scarlet whimpered softly into my ear. I slowly relented and smoothed her dress out and back into place. The passionate french kiss lasted a bit longer.

Off to the side, I saw Allison in the stands. I had gotten her family good seats. James even made an appearance and respectfully stayed away from my mare. Though I was far from concerned about that, it was appreciated none-the-less. Allison looked disturbed but she knew there were going to be more than one woman I breed with. Being a psychiatrist proved an invaluable resource for me though as she actively sought to help make this work.

Allison was far from the only one apprehensive about public displays of intimacy. Scarlett was going to be choosing me as the father of her children soon, though she had yet to consciously figure that out yet. I was only interested in claiming her instead of cuckolding her young punk of a husband, like James. Besides, Scarlett was who had the money in that family and soon I wouldn’t even need to put up with James though he was turning into a nice butler.

Yielding herself to my groping hands and dominating mouth, Scarlett had melted in my masculine and commanding touch. Though, the extended play would need to wait as the crowd raised us both up as heroes for the game. I got the impression it was the first time so many people touched Scarlett’s ass at the same time. It was a unique experience but I was far more interested in my lithe and sexy movie starlet.

The night had us attending an after party in celebration where I was laying it on thick with Scarlett. Allison was there, as I commanded, and intentionally enthusiastically seducing the gorgeous lithe young elf, surprisingly successfully. The rest of the team was there as my interactive audience. A few bucks tried peeling her eyes off me but failed.

After dancing with Allison, I spent most of the night with Scarlett. Past midnight I suggested we find somewhere more private, and Scarlett was all for that. I took her to the house’s master bedroom and threw her roughly onto the overly large full motion waterbed. The **** starlet was alone with me, for the first thirty or so minutes.

“Ooohhh my… we need to do it with the lights on more often… come here and fuck me you big… bad… man…” I feel deeply satisfied with how much Scarlett Johansson is into me. “Impale me on that gigantic slab of man flesh.”

After shucking most of my cloths, I slipped her three inch high fuck me heels off her sexy feet. I nibbled on her toes and the bottom of her foot with tender affection. Normally far from ticklish, Scarlett Johansson was squealing with pleasure, and thrashing around the bed. I imagined I would have to buy the bed from the owner, after we were done breaking it in. There was plenty of room left over for a couple more women even after Allison joined us.

I massaged Scarlett’s sore feet and calf muscles with my strong masculine hands. The shivers of pleasure ran ethereally through her aura and skin, I could sense how much pain high heels caused her feet. I could definitely feel the soreness in her calves and thighs from standing in the harlot high heels for the entire game. I imagined standing in the real grass helped mitigate the damage a lot but there is a difference between that and protection.

As I began snacking on the buffet between Scarlett’s thighs I felt the bed shift as Allison joined us. Watching them both lock lips was very arousing. Scarlett was obviously surprised and tried to look at me to see how she should respond. I liked how she deferred to me but I simply playfully growled into her cunt. That spawned another whimper and moan of pleasure.

Allison was roughly mauling and kneading Scarlett’s breasts but she was too far gone to care. Any pain only served to drive the pleasure that much farther. I twisted and pulled her other nipple and her first orgasm came crashing down and exploding through her body. The ride extended driving Scarlett senseless as I nibbled and sucked on her juices.

I pulled Scarlett’s Johansson’s knees up onto my shoulders as I shuffled my massive blood-engorged cock into position. Her face was covered with Allison’s kitten and apparently Scarlett was doing wonderful things for Allison. I grabbed Allison’s head and passionately kissed her and began kneading her own milk bags as I ferociously impaled Scarlett on my massive slab of man meat.

“maaahhhhppp” I could hear Scarlett’s scream of pain and pleasure as I drove into her sopping wet cunt.

After driving Scarlett through two more massive orgasms I was nearing the end of my own endurance. I was viciously pounding into her poor pussy and sending titanic waves of pleasure through her body. She would be lucky if she could walk in the morning, let alone walk straight. Allison had already passed out senseless by now as I drove Scarlett’s knees into her breasts, as I repeatedly pounded into her. She was at her wits end as well and clueless to where she was or what was happening at this point.

My butt quivered as my massive cock pressed up flush against Scarlett Johansson’s cervix and belched many thick ropey streams of potent and virile baby batter into her fertile womb. Only Scarlett’s subconscious knew two eggs waited in her womb to be fertilized by her young stud. In time, two healthy fetuses would grow larger in her abdomen.

All three of us slept until late the next morning. I was the last to wake up and found Scarlett playing with my chest hair, as her body was lazily draped over me. Allison was absent but the warm smile on Scarlett’s face side tracked that though as I reached up and pulled her head over for another passionate kiss.

“Allison is making breakfast… she suggested that you had ideas on satisfying both of us… as a family.”