Giving bad news is never fun. I only want people to be happy but in my department that’s pretty rare. When I was younger I never thought that I’d be a casting director, but that’s the way life goes. My job is to tell people that they didn’t get the role that they auditioned for. Every once in a while I get to tell someone that they got the role, but unfortunately that’s incredibly rare. When a man doesn’t get the job they usually get very angry, and when a woman doesn’t get the job they cry. Obviously that’s not always the case but it happens very often, and today was no different. After going through forty auditions I had to tell each of them individually that they didn’t get the role in the film they all auditioned for. There were tears and screams as usual until the last one came in.
She walked in with elegance and pride emanating from her. Each step was taken with confidence as well as a dash of superiority. Red hair gracefully enhanced her sex appeal, and her body could easily be one of a model. She had the tits of a pornstar and an ass that definitely caught the eyes of adolescent males. She sat down in front of me and I somehow hadn’t realized that it was Scarlett Johansson. The realization nearly made me jump.
“Hello sir, did I get the role?” Her velvety voice asked.
“Well Scarlett, I know this isn’t exactly what you want to hear but I have to be honest with everyone. You didn’t get the role.”
Dissapointment hit her like a bullet. Her entire demeanor seemed to go from 100 all the way to 0 in an instant. Both of her eyes darted towards the floor, dragging my heart with them.
“Is there anything I can do to-”
“I’m sorry Scarlett, but this is just the way it is.”
“Could I maybe pay you?”
“Scarlett, money isn’t going to change anything.”
“Who said anything about money?”
“What do you-”
Her demeanor went back to 100. I stopped talking when she stood up. She quickly walked around the table and gripped my shirt. With more force than expected she pulled me towards her and our lips locked. Red lipstick stained my lips. Scarlett swirled her tongue inside my mouth with ease and moaned lightly when I put my hands on her.
Eventually she let go and got on her knees. With this angle I was able to see down her shirt and got a very appealing view of her tits. Scarlett pulled my hardened cock out and slid her tongue along the side. Her warm and sticky saliva dripped down to my balls, lubricating my seven inch cock. Both of her hands worked their way up and down my cock, giving me pleasure I’d never felt before. With every stroke she would twist her hands with gentle grace. Our eyes met and she smirked.
“You really thought you were going to say no to me?”
I shook my head. Scarlett giggled and wrapped her lips around the head of my cock. I put my right hand on her head, gripping her red hair, and slowly pushed her head down my cock. Warmth coated my cock wonderfully, and the underside of my cock rested on the soft texture of her tongue. She let her tongue out to get a little taste of my heavy balls. She let out a moan of pure pleasure and lust that vibrated on my cock. The sensation of her moans had me in pleasure Heaven.
Scarlett backed away from my leaking cock. At this point I was too weak to even move. Quickly, she took off her shirt and bra and put both of her enormous tits around my cock. Scarlett began bouncing up and down my cock. The way she so easily was able to please my cock with seemingly no effort convinced me that this wasn’t her first time doing this. She never made it into this industry because of talent, she was a slut that would use her body to get whatever she wanted, and I loved it.
Scarlett put her mouth back on my cock and furiously bobbed her head up and down. The pleasure was now at its peak and I couldn’t handle much more. Without warning I unloaded what seemed like gallons of cum into her mouth. I aggressively grabbed her head and forced my cock further into her mouth. Surprisingly, Scarlett didn’t show any sign of resistance no matter how hard I pushed into her throat.
Once I finished unloading she stood up and put her shirt back on, much to my disappointment. All of my energy was drained and I could barely think straight. My pants were on the floor and I was panting like I’d run a marathon.
“So baby, did I get the part?”
“Yes, you got the role.”
“Thank you, now excuse me I must get going.”
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/e940n3/scarlett_johansson_the_slut_of_cinema_mf
Oh My.. Gosh. I’m a fan of Scarlet Johansson. This story was a real turn on. Thanks for posting.