Scarlett Fever (Scarlett Johansson & Sara Underwood)

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Posted on C-S-S-A.com in 2009
Author: Number One (clyde_dawkins@yahoo.com)
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction based on a beautiful fantasy that entered my mind recently. It is largely explicit and is not for anyone easily offended and/or under the age of 18.

Scarlett Fever

It was a quarter to one at night, and 2007′s Playmate of the Year, Sara Underwood, was out on the road. She had just left yet another Playboy related event–one of the perks of being PMOY. Sara was on her way home and had been on the road for about 20 minutes when she suddenly slowed
down. She saw a young woman just ahead of her walking down the sidewalk. The young blonde slightly sped past her and stopped.

“Excuse me,” Sara called out. “Where are you headed?” When the young lady turned to face her, the Playmate was awe-struck as she saw who it was. The mysterious woman was none other than big-screen bombshell Scarlett Johansson, one of the hottest, in-demand young actresses in recent history. Sara, of course, had heard of her, but she never thought she would meet her. “I’m heading home,” she replied in that sultry voice. “I was driving, but my car broke down and in a rush to leave the house, I forgot my cell phone. I am literally lost.”

“Not anymore,” said Sara. “I’ll give you a ride. Just show me the way.” Sara opened the passenger’s side door and Scarlett wasted no time getting in. “Thank you so much,” she said. “I really appreciate this.”

“No problem,” replied Sara, as the pair sped back on the road.

Sara drove another 20 minutes before finally arriving at Scarlett’s place of residence, which looked as one would expect it to look–like a palatial estate. “Do you mind letting yourself in?” asked Scarlett. “It’s pretty late and I want you to spend the night with me, as gratitude for your generosity.”

“OK,” Sara said as she got out of her car. She had just realized that she didn’t receive Scarlett’s house key, but that didn’t seem to matter–mainly because she saw the front door open on its own. Sara turned to face Scarlett, but she was nowhere to be seen.

“Scarlett?” the young Playmate called, but to no avail. “She’s probably inside already,” she thought as she entered the house. Sara saw near complete darkness when she walked around the living room, a darkness that gave her chills. She could barely see the room’s accoutrements. “This is just too intense,” Sara said nervously. “Where are you, Scarlett?!” At the moment without her knowledge, Scarlett popped up right behind Sara–floating upside down.

“Hello, Sara.”

Sara turned around and screamed loudly in horror. She was so frightened that she fell on the floor in complete shock. Scarlett grinned wickedly at the fallen Playmate as she slowly brought herself down to normal footing. “What’s wrong, Sara?” she said. “You look spooked.” Sara said nothing. She continued to lie there, staring at the smirking Scarlett in astonishment.

“What’s going on?” the panicked Playmate asked. “How did you know my name?”

“Oh, I know a lot about you, Miss Playmate of the Year,” replied Scarlett, while looking sexy in a black leather one piece, that showed off her gorgeous legs and beautiful cleavage, and a long black trenchcoat. “I also know what you’re thinking, sweetie,” Scarlett went on, clutching her massive breasts. “Yes, they are real.” She added, “and so are these,” when a pair of long fangs started to elongate.

“You’re a…a…vampire?” a frightened Sara asked.

“That’s right, princess,” replied Scarlett, “a very sexy and powerful one.” She grabbed Sara by her throat and picked her up off the floor. “You know,” said Scarlett, “I have worked my ass off to get where I am. I have done numerous films with award-winning actors and actresses, and on top of that, I have a lot of intellect to go with all this beauty. But what passes for sex appeal and credibility nowadays? Little flavors of the month like you who take off their clothes for Playboy!” In a fit of anger, Scarlett dropped the young Playmate down on the floor, nearly injuring her.

“What’s your problem, Scarlett?” asked Sara.

“My problem, Sara,” snarled Scarlett, “is that I am sick and tired of everyone asking me, ‘When are you going to pose for Playboy?’ But that’s not my biggest problem.” From one of her pockets, Scarlett pulled out something quite familiar to Sara: her Playmate centerfold photo. “You recognize this, don’t you?” she asked.

“Yes,” said Sara, who finally got back on her own feet.

“I found this…all folded up…in Ryan’s back pocket!” bellowed Scarlett, scowling menacingly at the PMOY.

“Ryan?” said Sara.

“Ryan Reynolds…my husband!” shouted Scarlett, who struck Sara hard on her tender face. The fuming vampiress glared ominously at the blonde Playmate, with malice in her mind. “Ever since then,” she went on, “I’ve been watching you, waiting for the chance to get you in my clutches. And now that I have you, I’m going to punish you…in the worst way possible.” Scarlett again clutched the throat of the terrified Sara, who was close to tears at the very thought of what might happen to her.

“Please,” the petrified Playmate said, “don’t hurt me. I’m begging you.” Scarlett cackled evilly at Sara’s pleas for her safety. “Your cries of mercy mean nothing to me,” she snarled as she stared intensely at the blonde beauty. But as she was about to commit malicious intent, something inside of her changed. Her expression went from being contemptuous to sorrowful and she suddenly released her tight grip on Sara. After the Playmate fell on the floor, Scarlett hurriedly ran up the stairs to her bedroom.

Sara had mixed emotions about what just happened. She was relieved to still be breathing, but she was very concerned about Scarlett, despite the fact that she wanted to hurt and possibly torment her. Sara’s concern had her walking up the flight of stairs and in front of the door of Scarlett’s bedroom. She heard the young actress crying and knocked on the door. “Scarlett?” she called. “Are you OK?”

“Go away,” said Scarlett. But Sara did not budge. “Scarlett, please, I want to talk,” the young Playmate said.

“I said, go away!” screamed Scarlett. Sara opened the door and let herself in, ignoring Scarlett’s demands. She walked in the room to see the young actress laying face down on her bed sobbing. Sara sat close to the downtrodden beauty. “What’s the matter?” she asked.

“Leave me alone,” a teary-eyed Scarlett said.

“Scarlett,” said Sara, “I want to know what is wrong. I’m worried about you.”

“Why are you so concerned over me?” asked Scarlett. “Look at you. You are such a beautiful young woman.”

“So are you,” said Sara.

“No, I’m not,” Scarlett said fretfully. “I’m not even human. My husband hasn’t even touched me since I became a vampire. And I can obviously see why.” The auburn-haired beauty finally got up and walked around towards her dresser drawer. Sara noticed that despite the fact that Scarlett was a vampire, she did reflect. “You have a reflection.” she said shockingly.

“I am one of the few vampires that can reflect,” replied Scarlett, “but I wish I couldn’t. Look at me. I’m a monster.” Sara walked towards the sobbing big screen beauty and held her in her arms. “When I look at you,” she said, “I don’t see a monster. I see a lovely young woman–with a sexy body, a beautiful hairstyle, and luscious, kissable lips.” Soon after she said those words, the suddenly amorous Playmate joined her lips with Scarlett’s, and made out with her in an act of passion.

“Scarlett,” said Sara, “could you show me your fangs again?” Without response, Scarlett displayed her razor-sharp fangs right in front of the golden-haired beauty, who began to completely disrobe. “Like what you see?” the devious Scarlett asked her turned-on lover.

“Yes,” replied Sara. The lusty vampiress also took off every article of clothing she had on, while Sara gazed in awe. Scarlett shoved the concupiscent PMOY onto her king-sized bed and began to crawl over her. The demonic beauty planted her dark red lips onto Sara’s and French-kissed her romantically. In the heat of the moment, the Playmate was in the process of moving on top of her lover, but Scarlett quickly stopped her momentum.

“What do you think you’re doing?” asked Scarlett. “You are in my domain, little one, and the number one rule in my domain is simply this: I am always on top.” The supernatural siren leaned closer to Sara, who was slightly shaking in fear. “Is that clear to you?” asked Scarlett.

“Yes, it is,” said Sara.

“That’s better,” said Scarlett, while licking her lips in a lustful manner. She held down Sara’s arms firmly in an effort to restrain her. The vivacious vampiress gazed at Sara’s beautiful breasts before she began to kiss and suck on her pert nipples.

“Ahhhhh…ahhhhh,” Sara softly moaned as her breasts were being played with by Scarlett. She paid equal attention to each one, orally caressing the left first, followed by the right. “Ohhhhh…AAH!” the PMOY squealed orgasmically. The sound of Sara’s falsetto squeal put a devilish smile on the face of Scarlett Johansson.

“You scream so beautifully,” the evil beauty commented. “It’s music to my ears.” Scarlett ran her fingers down Sara’s waist and gently stroked her shaved and sensitive pussy. The horny Playmate again squealed lustily as her snatch was caressed and fondled by her vampire lover.

“OHHHH! AAAHHH!!”

Scarlett placed her fingers inside of Sara’s wet pussy and began toying her lover sensually. The aroused Playboy bombshell went even wilder with desire as she was being pleasured by the lovely actress. “OH GOD! OH GOD!!” Sara shouted loudly and aggressively. “Harder! HARDER!!!”

“As you wish, sweetheart,” said Scarlett, who brought her lover closer to her as she finger-banged her more intensely. Sara’s ear-shattering shrieks of arousal put an evil grin on the face of the immortal beauty. “Is this what you want, dearie?” asked Scarlett.

“AHHHHH!–yes, that’s it!” shouted Sara. “This is exactly–OHHH!!!–what I want!” Sara wasn’t the only one turned on. Scarlett was into it as well, so much so that her fangs elongated in an involuntary act of ecstasy. “Yes,” Scarlett said, laughing wickedly. “Come with me. Be one with me.” Sara noticed Scarlett staring at her, with a look of passion and hunger in her eyes. Seeing her fangs sticking out and her eyes glowing a bright red, the blonde beauty knew that Scarlett wanted to taste more than her sexual fluids.

“I know what you want, Scarlett,” said Sara, “and it’s exactly what I want you to do.” Scarlett had completed her finger-banging and had already sampled her willing lover’s vaginal liquids. As she drew closer to Sara, she whispered in her ear, “Are you sure you want this?”

“Do it,” Sara said softly. Scarlett gently kissed the right side of Sara’s face before sinking her fangs into her jugular. “Ahhhh…yes,” was all the young PMOY said in ecstasy as her deliciously evil lover was draining her humanity from her, all the while, her vampiric features began to show–her pale complexion, glowing red pupils, and sharp fangs.

Scarlett stopped feasting long enough to gaze at what she has created. Sara had changed from a bubbly blonde beauty to a hungry and horny vampire vixen. Not wanting to wait to put her newly acquired fangs to use, the Playboy bombshell steadily went for the throat of her lover, but Scarlett quickly stopped her.

“No, no, my sweet,” the seductive vampiress said. “Not the neck.” She brought her massive and beautiful breasts right in Sara’s face. “Go ahead, Sara,” said Scarlett, “taste these. You know you want to.” Sara did as was instructed and played with Scarlett’s luscious boobs before sinking her teeth into her left one.

“Yes, that’s it,” said Scarlett, immensely turned on by Sara’s act of morbid breastfeeding. “Enough!” she commanded, forcing Sara to cease her hedonistic act. “Start on the other one.” The blonde Playmate began feasting on Scarlett’s right breast, causing orgasmic screams from the vampiric bombshell.

“OHHH!! Oh, yes!” Scarlett shrieked while Sara sampled her unhuman blood. She finally stopped her feeding frenzy, only to see the marks left on Scarlett’s breasts heal within seconds. Sara stared in awe as her lover’s breasts also grew a tad larger. “One of the perks of being immortal,” the smirking Scarlett commented.

“Perks?” asked Sara, wearing a look of bewilderment on her face.

“That’s what I said,” replied Scarlett, still smirking at the blonde beauty. She quickly noticed the puzzled look on Sara’s face. “Why are you looking at me like that?” she asked coyly. “Oh, that’s right. All that stuff I said before. Here’s the thing. I made it up.”

Sara’s expression went from confused to pure shock. “You made it up?” she asked. “All of it?”

“Not all of it,” said Scarlett. “The part about my husband not touching me is true, but it’s only because I ordered him not to! So I decided to search for and entice you. You were so easy. Such a caring soul. You actually believed that I wouldn’t want to look at myself in the mirror.” Scarlett did just that while striking a sexy but firm pose. Sara, on the other hand, simply looked aghast as she stared at the young actress.

“I was wrong,” the young Playmate said. “You really are a monster.”

“Really?” Scarlett said smugly. “Well, as I recall, my dear, you were the one guzzling blood from my beautiful breasts.” The wicked vixen slowly walked closer to her suddenly nervous lover and clutched her throat tightly. “Did you enjoy it, sweetie?” asked Scarlett. “Be honest.”

“Yes,” said Sara.

“Good,” Scarlett said, dropping her lover down on the floor, “because now that you have tasted my blood, you are forever under my control. You are now my eternal sex slave.” Scarlett cackled evilly as she stood over the young PMOY, who was now, as the malevolent beauty stated, a willing servant to her.

“Rise,” she said to Sara, who did as was instructed. The two vampiric beauties kissed each other passionately for about ten seconds until Scarlett quickly ended their embrace. “Kneel,” the dominant temptress ordered. Without reply, the submissive Sara slowly got down on her knees, while Scarlett gently petted her lover like a little puppy.

“Now, my dear,” she said, “I want you to taste my beautiful and glorious pussy. And you will do so until I tell you to stop. Is that clear?”

“Yes, my Empress,” said Sara, who began her act of oral pleasure. The young Playmate gently kissed her lover’s shaved snatch before she started to lick it–lips and all. “Yes,” Scarlett said softly. “Yes, that’s it.” Sara proceeded on with her duty–eating her wicked lover’s wet pussy in an intense manner. Her voracious penchant for Scarlett’s snatch droved the vampire vixen wild with ecstasy.

“AHHHH!!! AAAHHHH!!!” Scarlett screamed loudly and uproariously as Sara lustily and hungrily feasted on her unhuman sexual fluids. “More! MORE!!!” Many emotions went through the mind of young Scarlett Johansson as she was being pleasured. She started out despising her, so she used her contempt for the young Playmate to trick her into being her sex servant.

“OHHHH!!! OHHHH!!!”

But as the act continued, Scarlett’s sense of self-pride became a feeling of guilt. Sara showed true empathy and love for her and all she did was lie to her. “Stop!” Scarlett loudly commanded to her lover. Sara halted her oral performance and rose from her position. The big-screen beauty placed ner hand on the left side of Sara’s face and looked at her somberly.

“Sara,” said Scarlett, “I’m sorry for lying to you. I was so angry and furious that I showed no regard for your feelings. Even though I was lying, you still showed pure sympathy and kindness towards me. I…I don’t deserve you.” The young Playmate responded to her undead lover’s regretful words with a soft kiss on her ruby red lips.

“Regardless on how it happened,” said Sara, “I am happy to be your eternal sex servant. I have enjoyed this entire experience with you, and now that we are bound to each other, I promise to cater to your whims.” She later asked, “Is there anything else I can do for you?”

“Just this,” said Scarlett. “Show me your fangs.” Without verbal reply, Sara’s canines elongated much to the delight of her elated soulmate. “Do you like what you see?” Sara asked, grinning mischieviously.

“Beautiful,” Scarlett replied, as the pair of vampiresses held each other and made out in romantic fashion

The End