Scarlett Johansson and Natalie Portman - Nothing Else Matters
Natalie Portman awoke and had one of those horrifying moments where you can’t remember exactly where you are. This momentary confusion was not helped by the deep pounding that felt like someone was banging a set of steel drums in her head. It was only as her eyes adjusted to the gloom that shrouded the room that she realised where she was and relaxed. She was safely ensconced in her own room within the confines of the opulent Mirage Hotel in Vegas.
She had been at the wrap party of her latest movie and it had turned into a great but very messy night with music, laughter and lots and lots of alcohol. She smiled contentedly as she reminisced on it, stretching a little and rolling over on her side to be immediately confronted by the sweet, beautiful face of Scarlett Johansson. Natalie grinned a little and studied her bed-mate.
The lustrous blonde curls framed an angelic, angular face whose full, pouty lips were curled into a contented smile. A single lock of hair fell over Scarlett’s face. Natalie reached across and with the tips of her fingers, stroking the hair off her companion’s cheek. Scarlett sighed a little but did not wake. Natalie drew her face closer to Scarlett’s and gently caressed her lips with hers. Once again this drew a little moan from Scarlett but she remained asleep. Natalie grinned, and thought to herself.
“Time for a shower Nat”
Extricating herself from under the covers without waking Scarlett was her main aim and all seemed to go well until she caught her foot in part of the duvet when she was almost out of the bed. This, coupled with her obviously hung-over state, caused her to meet the ground with a sharp thud.
“Shit!” she hissed.
Gingerly she picked herself up and glanced over at the bed. Scarlett had not stirred.
“Now where is my damn robe?” she thought to herself.
Groping around in the dark, she seemed to pick up every piece of clothing she owned except the robe itself. Eventually after much cursing she managed to grab it and slip it on, limping to the bathroom.
Natalie reached inside the shower and turned it on allowing it to heat up. She slipped out of her dressing gown and turned to the bathroom mirror observing with disgust that make-up still caked her face and under her bloodshot eyes, evidence of too much vodka. She really had to get back on a health buzz when she went back to New York.
Natalie stepped inside the stall and let out a little gasp as the warm water hit her body. As it acclimatized to the temperature, she leaned down and scooped up the container of shower gel squeezing a healthy portion of it into the palm of her hands massaging it slowly over her glistening body, luxuriating in the cinnamon aroma that invaded her nostrils.
Closing her eyes Natalie smiled as water sluiced over her body, reinvigorating her. With images of the previous night’s mischiefs rolling and tumbling through her head, she felt her pussy becoming a little moist. Her nipples were starting to harden and her hand was drawn into first caressing them before beginning to stroke her belly. Natalie let out a little moan as her finger-tips ghosted her labia and began to massage her clitoris slowly. It was not long before Natalie had slid two fingers deep inside her warm, wet cavern. Her nipples were as hard as pebbles as she tweaked them gently, tracing a light circle around the aureoles. She was starting to moan a little louder as every touch on her skin ignited waves of pleasure that washed over her. The simple feeling of her fingernail grazing her thigh caused her to shiver in pleasure. She was so lost in her own pleasure that she didn’t even notice the buxom blonde walk into the bathroom and disrobe herself.
Scarlett watched Natalie pleasure herself and smiled wickedly. They had met before but really only got to know each other well on the set of The Other Boleyn Girl. They had become at first best friends and then lovers. Natalie had always come across as a bit of a good girl, particularly in the media but Scarlett was to find that hidden away from the public spotlight was a very, very naughty girl! Not that she was overt about it even in private. No, you needed to coax it out of Natalie but the devilish behaviour was there, constantly at war with the sensible, goody two-shoes; the quintessential battle between good and evil if you will.
And now there stood the gorgeous Natalie Portman. All 5’2 inches of brunette, female perfection. Well...for Scarlett and probably a few million other people anyways. Observing Natalie’s naked form closely, she thought to herself.
“Damn, that girl has such a fantastic little ass.”
Scarlett felt her nipples harden a little and she licked her lips as she looked at Natalie standing in the shower, eyes closed, totally lost in another world, her soft moans sounding like music to Scarlett’s ears as she played with herself. Scarlett untied her robe allowing it to pool at her feet before opening the shower door and stepping up behind Natalie, running her fingers over the pretty brunettes back.
“Hey, you got any room for me in here?”
Natalie turned and smiled sweetly, planting a soft kiss on Scarlett’s lips.
As water cascaded over their intertwined bodies, their mouths locked together in a passionate embrace, tongues playfully jousting. Scarlett had cupped Natalie’s left breast in her hand and was kneading the rock hard nipple lightly with thumb. Natalie let out a sigh and stroked the blonde actresses' cheek with the tips of her fingers. At this, Scarlett broke off the kiss and rubbed the tip of her nose against Natalie’s. They both stared deeply into each other’s eyes before Scarlett began kissing Natalie’s neck lightly, her hand exploring the petite brunette’s midriff. Scarlett’s began to massage Natalie’s clitoris with one hand, slipping her fingers of the other into Nat’s pussy.
Water was gushing over their bodies adding to the sensations they were both feeling. Natalie’s breathing was much shallower her chest rising and falling rapidly as Scarlett’s fingers stabbed into her pussy frenetically. Little moans escaped her throat as she was manipulated into nirvana. The warm water, the heat and the sight of Scarlett and her incredible body all contributed to a shock wave of intense pleasure that rifled through Natalie’s body causing her to let out a low strangled cry of pleasure that was followed by another very soon after.
“Ohhhhhhh Goddddddd! Fuuuuuuuuck Meeeee!!!!!”
Natalie went rubber-legged such was the intensity of her orgasm’s and Scarlett had to hold the brunettes slender form to ensure she didn’t fall. They were both giggling like schoolgirls, Natalie’s face alight with pleasure.
“Oh my God. Scarlett that was obscene!”
Scarlett laughed and kissed Natalie on the lips softly;
“Nat, some of the best sex I’ve had has been in the shower. And after a night of booze. I think you need to do it more.”
Natalie laughed softly;
“Well if it is always this good, I may take you up on that offer.”
Tut-tutting, Scarlett raised an eyebrow;
“Well, you are being very presumptuous there little Miss Portman, in thinking that I would be the one providing the service to YOU considering you still owe, by my calculation, at least one big O.”
Natalie placed her fingers under Scarlett’s chin and winked;
“Well Miss Johansson. Let’s just see what we can do about that, shall we?”