Episode 2: Massage OilsWith
Christina HendricksSpecial Guest:
Scarlett JohanssonChristina Hendricks was stood in the centre of her large, lavishly decorated lounge, smiling warmly at the camera as the editor faded in on the opening shot of episode two of her brand new online series. Her cream leather five piece suite, collection of glass coffee tables and 72 inch plasma TV screen had been carefully rearranged to make space for a long massage table that stretched across the middle of the room. Christina was framed in a long shot as she stood before the padded table; the redheaded actress wearing nothing but a pristine white bathrobe as she addressed the nearby camera.
“Hey, everyone,” she said, “and welcome back to
Christina Hendricks’ Toy Stories. I hope you enjoyed the last episode on vibrators with Margot Robbie ‘cause today I have another beautiful special guest assisting me in the bedroom or, in this case, my lounge. Yes, that’s right, folks, in just a moment the lovely Scarlett Johansson will be joining me to review a selection of erotic massage oils. But first why don’t we take a look at exactly which products we’ll be concentrating on today.”
The editor cut to a close up of three bottles of massage oil lined up on the padded table, then returned to Christina as she introduced the erotic items one by one.
“We have this extra stimulating oil from Durex, this delicious looking edible oil from Cosmosutra and, last but not least, this extra slick massage oil from NaturOil- great for happy endings,” she said with a wink. “So those are the items we’ll be looking at in today’s episode. Now, I know you guys are eager for me to bring out my special guest and I am too, so, without further ado, allow me to introduce Scarlett Johansson.”
The living room door opened in the edge of the frame and in stepped Miss Johansson; the fair-haired starlet kitted out in the same white robe as Christina, her expensively styled blonde locks tied up in a loose bun.
“Hey, girl!” Christina shrieked excitedly as the buxom pair met for an embrace. “Looking gorgeous as always,” she added as their matching sets of pouty pink lips planted soft pecks on one another’s cheeks.
“Thank you!” Scarlett replied. “Not looking too bad yourself there, hun,” she added, sneaking a peak at the outline of Christina’s deliciously round rump as it curved out behind her like a lilywhite parcel shelf.
Christina grinned. “Mmm, we’ve got a naughty one today, guys,” she declared as she gazed into the expensive camera lens. “I can tell.”
Scarlett giggled coquettishly, placing a finger between her twin rows of sparkling white teeth in a thoroughly unconvincing display of innocence.
“OK, Scarlett, so today on the show we’re talking about massage oils,” said Christina. “Is a good erotic rubdown something you like to indulge in in the bedroom?”
“Oh, absolutely!” Scarlett replied. “My fiance and I will often start things off with a massage when we both have the time. It’s a very sensual activity and a great way to get in the mood.”
“And what about professionals? Do you like to pay them a visit after a long week on set?”
“Mmhmm, and I’ve had some pretty enjoyable experiences in massage parlours in my time, I can tell you.”
“Oooh! Please do.”
“Getting a massage just really turns me on. Even if I’m not feeling horny when I arrive, by the time a hot guy or girl’s got their hands on my naked body I’m absolutely gagging for it. When someone’s got me that turned on I can’t help but make a move and, as you can imagine, they don’t tend to resist!”
“I’m sure they don’t!” Christina smirked. “OK, well I think it’s about time we got down to business. I think we’ll start with this extra stimulating oil,” she declared, gathering the bottle from the table as the editor cut to a close up. “Would you like to do the honours, Scarlett?”
“Certainly,” Scarlett replied as Christina handed her the bottle. “Lose the robe and hop up on that table.”
“Yes, ma’am,” Christina grinned naughtily.
She untied the clasp on her robe and slid it down her arms, the redhead revealing her nude body in all its thick, curvaceous glory. She climbed up onto the table and laid flat on her back across the padded surface.
“OK, the key to a good massage is to take your time,” said Scarlett as she addressed the camera. “I know you guys are eager to get your hands on those boobs but, trust me, leave the erogenous zones ‘til the end. Taking it slow and seeing to each of her body parts in turn will drive her crazy with desire. By the time you get to her tits she’ll barely be able to contain herself. So, with that in mind, I’m going to start with the feet.”
Scarlett squeezed a hearty dose of the clear, slick oil onto her palm, setting the bottle down on the table as she rubbed it into her hands.
“Now, this oil is gonna be pretty freakin’ cold. We heated it beforehand and you’re gonna want to do the same.”
The cameraman moved in for a close up as Scarlett took Christina’s left foot in her hands and caressed it gently.
“Oooh, it’s tingling!” Christina declared.
“Yes, this oil is designed to really stimulate your delicate areas,” Scarlett explained as she looked into the camera lens. “Just imagine how it’s gonna feel between those thighs,” she added with a naughty grin.
“What do you think of the smell?” asked Christina.
“Hmm, it’s a nice incense-y kind of smell,” Scarlett replied, “but it’s a little overpowering for my tastes. They could do with toning it down a little.”
“I don’t think this is one you’d want to get in your mouth.”
“No, probably not.”
Scarlett moved to the other foot then continued up Christina’s calf.
“This oil is nice and slick,” she declared. “Look how smoothly my hands are able to roam over Christina’s skin.”
She switched to the other leg, her hands roving across the soft, milky white flesh of Christina’s thigh until her fingers were mere inches from her crotch.
“Oooh, wow!” Christina exclaimed. “It’s making my pussy tingle from there!”
Scarlett grinned. “Hear that, folks? This oil is some powerful stuff!”
Christina began to coo softly as Scarlett continued up past her crotch; devilishly avoiding her nether regions as she moved up to her midriff. She worked her way up the redhead’s torso; her skilled hands stroking and caressing every square inch of silky, lotioned skin along the way. Then, Scarlett walked around to the head of the table, squeezing more oil onto her hands as she moved onto the shoulder blades. She massaged Christina’s shoulders like a seasoned pro; the blonde actress allowing her oil-slicked hands to roam down to the redhead’s chest, stopping tantalisingly short of her whopping great breasts.
“God, you have no idea how difficult it is not to play with...I mean massage these titties!” Scarlett declared. “What do you think, guys? Have I made her wait long enough?” She paused. “Yeah, I think so too. Actually, I’m starting to feel a little overdressed here.”
Scarlett undid the clasp on her robe. She shed the pristine white garment in the blink of an eye, showcasing her own voluptuous frame which, while not quite up to that of her opposite number in terms of curvature, certainly wasn’t far short. Scarlett squeezed another helping of oil onto her hands and rubbed it in. She lent over the supine host and got to work on her jugs. Scarlett wasn’t exactly lacking in the chest department herself and as she reached over to get at Christina’s chest, her own bulging set of perky D cup tits hung down mere inches from her face.
Christina could scarcely resist the erect nipples dangling invitingly above her lips and she shot out her tongue to lap at one of the puffy pink buds as Scarlett groped her mammoth chest. Scarlett worked over Christina’s breasts like an expert. She groped them, caressed them, kneaded them like dough; every pass of her hands greased with the stimulating oil making her nipples stiffen and tingle.
“As you can see, Christina’s nipples are really responding to this oil,” said Scarlett. “Isn’t that right, girl?”
“Uh huh,” Christina moaned in response.
“Look how hard they’re getting!”
The cameraman moved in for a close up; the tighter angle confirming that, indeed, the redhead’s teets were swollen up like bullets, her giant cans shining like polished brassware with the sheer volume of oil now glazing the epic pair.
“Let’s see what it does to that pussy!”
Scarlett moved down to Christina’s waist and slid her oily hand between her legs.
“Well she certainly doesn’t need greasing up down here, that’s for sure,” she grinned. “She’s wet enough already!”
The camera guy pointed his lens between Christina’s thighs, capturing the effeminate fluids that coated her slick gash. Scarlett ran her hand over Christina’s snatch, spreading the lips open to show off her pink insides. Christina cooed softly; her pussy positively burning between her legs. Then, Scarlett concentrated on her clit, the busty blonde kneading the stiff red bud with two greased up fingers.
“Oh, fuck!” Christina groaned, her clit throbbing like mad in response to the super stimulating oil.
“That feel good, honey?” Scarlett asked, her hand little more than a blur as she rubbed Christina’s bud.
“It feels incredible! It’s gonna make me cum.”
And then, it did just that. Another few seconds of Scarlett’s expert strumming was all it took. Christina trembled all over; the randy redhead crying out in ecstasy, clinging to the sides of the table as a powerful orgasm ripped through her body.
“Fuck!” she panted, her heaving chest rising and falling rhythmically as she came down from her explosive climax. “That stuff is incredible! Marks out of five?”
“Hmm,” Scarlett pondered. “Well it’s very slick. Really allowed my hands to roam over your body with ease, and obviously it got you off pretty fucking quick! But they’ve got to do something about that smell. Like I said it’s nice but just too damn strong. Four out of five.”
The same graphic from the previous episode appeared on the screen; four of the digitally sketched dildos highlighted to indicate the score.
“There you are, folks,” said Christina, “that was the Sensations extra stimulating oil from Durex; a fine grease that would certainly enhance any bout of foreplay. OK, let’s move on, shall we? The next item we’ll be looking at is this edible oil from Cosmosutra. So, Scarlett, if you’d like to assume the position, then we’ll get started.”
Scarlett climbed up onto the table, laying flat on her back.
“OK, so this oil comes in a number of different flavours,” Christina went on. “Raspberry, strawberry, passionfruit, chocolate and caramel to name but a few. I’ve gone with cherry today.” She popped open the lid and gave it a sniff. “Mmm, lovely!”
She squeezed a pool of the red-tinted oil onto her hands and rubbed it in. She started at Scarlett’s midriff; her hands roving over her smooth, beach-bronzed skin as she massaged her flat, toned tummy. She continued up to her breasts; the horny redhead mauling the colossal chest mounds like an excited teenager. She massaged and caressed, groped and fondled; the buxom host smearing the sweet-smelling oil evenly across her guest’s heavenly bust.
“Right, time for a taste test.”
Christina licked slowly from the underside of Scarlett’s soft, perky boob; her tongue trailing across the greased up flesh and lapping up the flavoured oil as she went. She stopped at the nipple and flicked her tongue back and forth across the sensitive tip. Then, she fed it between her lips; the chesty host suckling upon on the puffy pink nipple like an infant at feeding time.
“Mmm, delicious,” said Christina, licking her full, pouty lips as she moved across to the other breast.
She sucked hearity at the second tit; massaging the supple flesh mounds with her skilled hands as she did so.
“This is a great alternative to food in the bedroom. Everyone loves to incorporate some whipped cream or chocolate sauce into their foreplay, especially when the dish looks as good as this,” Christina grinned, giving one of Scarlett’s tits a gentle squeeze. “But the fact of the matter is, that can get very messy. This way you get all the fun without staining your sheets.”
Christina squeezed more of the oil onto her hands and moved down to Scarlett’s lower half. She ran her hands up and down her legs one by one, from ankle to thigh; the redhead delighting in the layers of effeminate muscle tone that made up her smoothly waxed pins. Then, she clambered up onto the table, kneeling between Scarlett’s splayed legs as she got to work on her crotch. She rubbed diligently between her thighs, smearing the sweet-smelling oil over the blonde’s already slick cooch.
“OK,” said Christina, “let’s so how it tastes down here.”
She dove right in; the auburn starlet burying her head between Scarlett’s legs like an ostrich in the sand. She placed her hands on her thighs, holding them open as she got to work on her crotch. Christina licked up and down the sticky, wet lips; tasting both the cherry-flavoured oil and Scarlett’s sweet girl juices in equal measure as she lapped at her sodden twat.
“Mmm, fuck!” she groaned, the busty actress smacking her pouty lips together as she savoured her guests’ box. “That’s just heavenly.”
Christina dug in; sliding her tongue between Scarlett’s slick pink lips, bobbing her pretty red head as she tonguefucked her hot, wet hole. Scarlett cooed and groaned; placing a hand atop Christina’s head, the hosts shiny auburn locks flowing through the gaps in her fingers as she ate her dripping pussy. She moved up to the clit; wrapping her arms around Scarlett’s thighs as she tongued at the swollen bud. By now juices were literally gushing from Scarlett’s twat; the sticky, sweet fluids smearing over Christina’s mouth and dripping from her chin as she busied herself between her legs.
“Yes, baby, eat that pussy!” Scarlett groaned. “Oh fuck, you’re gonna make me cum!”
Christina slipped two fingers into her snatch; guiding the lengthy nailed digits back and forth as she lapped at her swollen clit. The tips of her fingers probed Scarlett’s g-spot with each pass she took and, in no time at all, the busty blonde found herself in the throes of an intense, mind-blowing orgasm.
“Yes! Yes! Oh, Jesus! Fuuuuck!” she squealed, the fair-haired starlet clutching a handful of Christina’s vibrant red hair as she tongued to her to a tumultuous climax.
“Fuck, you’re good at that, girl,” Scarlett panted as Christina finally came up for air.
“Oh, I know,” Christina grinned, straddling her guest’s supine frame and giving her a long, lingering kiss on the lips.
“Well as you can see, this Luscious Lix edible oil from Cosmosutra is a lot of fun,” said Christina, turning to face the camera. “I really can’t recommend this enough and is more than worthy of my illustrious five star rating. It smells amazing, tastes delicious, feels great on your skin and is easy to wash off in the shower. Speaking of which, me and my guest better get ourselves cleaned up.” The busty duo hopped down from the table and headed, hand in hand, for the living room door. “Ladies and gentlemen, Miss Scarlett Johansson.”
*
A quick cut later and Christina was back in her lounge; still nude having given her voluptuous body a thorough cleanse in her large walk in shower.
“Well I hope you enjoyed that, folks,” said the buxom host as she addressed the HD camera. “I know I did. But don’t go anywhere ‘cause we have one last oil to try.”
Just then, a handsome, muscular young stud strolled into the frame. He too was naked as the day he was born; rock hard pecs and chiseled abs lining his smoothly waxed torso, thick biceps bulging in his arms and thighs. He had the rugged good looks of a male model; a sharp jawline and twinkling brown eyes, his thick, lustrous hair parted neatly to the right and held in place with more hair product than the cast of
Jersey Shore combined.
“This is Tyler,” Christina went on. “He’s going to help me demonstrate our third and final item; this ultra-slick oil from NaturOil. As I said before, this oil is great for happy endings, so you can see why I picked Tyler here to assist me.”
The editor cut a close up of Tyler’s crotch; the young man appearing to have the genitalia of a Kentucky Derby winner dangling between his thighs; his large round cockhead hanging down nearly to his knees as he posed like a life model for the nearby camera.
“God damn!” Christina exclaimed, as the editor returned to the previous shot. “I think the Haitian earthquake would have had a happy ending had that thing been involved! OK, let’s get started.” She looked across at Tyler and patted the tabletop. “Up you pop.”
Tyler did as instructed. He climbed up onto the table and laid out across the surface; his long cock trailing over his big, plum-sized balls and down onto the padding below. Christina squeezed a dose of oil onto her hands and got down to business. She began at his legs; the chesty starlet guiding her soft, silky hands up his left shin and over his knee. She started to notice his dick twitch and stiffen slightly as her hands roamed slowly up his thigh; her manicured fingers mere centimetres from his shaft.
Christina switched to the other leg then moved to the head of table to work on his upper half. She started at his hulk-like shoulder blades and continued down his chest; the redhead’s skilled hands roving over his firm pecs, her enormous titties hanging in his face as she caressed his chiseled torso. By the time she’d reached his abs, Christina was smothering the young hunk half to death with her epic chest mounds; his cock growing and stiffening in response. When she finally finished his upper half, Tyler’s dick was stood at half mast; the oversized wang sticking out between his thighs like a half-lowered drawbridge.
“OK, I think it’s ready,” Christina grinned.
She positioned herself at the centre of the table stroking Tyler’s cock until it reached full tilt. Then she took the bottle of oil and squeezed a generous helping of the slick grease over the head of his dick. It dribbled slowly down his shaft until it reached the hilt; thin streaks of oil trailing down his schlong from tip to base. Christina gripped his cock at the root and began to stroke; her slick mit journeying up and down the giant dong like a glass elevator.
“See what I mean about happy endings?” Christina smirked. “Look how smoothly my hand travels up and down the shaft.”
She wasn’t wrong. In fact, the slickness of the oil was allowing her hand to roam from top to bottom with consummate ease; Tyler not feeling even an ounce of friction as she pulled his lengthy prick. By this stage, Tyler’s dick was leaking like a sieve; droplets of sticky, clear precum oozing from his tip and trickling over his head, his dick pulsing and pounding in Christina’s skilled mit as she stroked him six ways from Sunday.
*SCHLICK* *SCHLOCK* *SCHLICK* came the sounds from Tyler’s crotch; Christina’s hand but a colourful, manicured blur as she tugged his throbbing dong. She stroked his cock in expertly times passes; her soft, greased up paw caressing every nerve and fibre along the way. His dick was twitching and pulsing, his balls swelling with a thick wad of creamy hot spunk.
Christina was beating his meat like there was no tomorrow; the busty actress pulling his prong at such a rate of knots that Tyler feared she may yank it cean from his person if she wasn’t careful. He clung to the table so tightly his knuckles turned white; the normally handsome young stud looking as though he was chewing through a batch of stinging nettles as he was tugged almost senseless by the large-chested MILF.
Tyler was clinging onto his load by but a thread; every pass of Christina’s skilled, wet hand bringing him closer and closer to the point of no return. By this stage, he could hold off no longer. His cock pumped and throbbed, his sticky tip winking lewdly with each stroke, his balls bulging, brewing, churning until…
“UUUUHHHH!!!” he bellowed, a powerful jet of gloopy, off white seed blasting from his slit as his long, thick cock erupted like Mount Vesuvius.
It shot up into the air; the torrent of piping hot man mess showering over his crotch like a semen Tsunami. It went everywhere; his pelvis, his thighs, his midriff, Christina’s hand. Some of the spunk even doused her big tits as it rained down over them like a tropical storm.
“Wowee!” Christina exclaimed. “That was quite a load, huh guys?” She brought her hand to her mouth and licked up the splatterings of semen. “Well this Happy Endings ultra slick massage oil from NutarOil is simply incredible. Just look at how this dick went off. Like a frickin’ rocket! All thanks to this amazing oil. And my expert handjob technique, of course,” she added with a grin. “So if you’re looking to give your partner a massage he’ll never forget, then this,” she declared, holding the bottle aloft one final time, “is the oil for you. Five out of five.
“Well, that’s it for this instalment of
Christina Hendricks’ Toy Stories. Tune in next time when I’ll be focusing on sex toys for men and, who knows, maybe even using a few of them on more lucky young studs like Tyler here. Don’t miss it.” She blew a kiss to the camera. “Hmm, still hard,” she added, glancing down at Tyler’s cock. “What do you think, big boy? Got another load in you?”
End of Episode 2
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