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TPG
09-10-2012, 04:00 PM
Swing Voter
With Natalie Portman and Scarlett Johansson
Written by TPG
CODES: MF, drunk, finger
DISCLAIMER: This FICTIONAL story was written for entertainment purposes only.



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I had only worked on the "Thor 2" for just a few short weeks but had quickly befriended the cast and crew, including actresses Jaimie Alexander, Kat Dennings, and Natalie Portman.

There the ladies and I chatted regularly and openly discussed many issues of the day, including our favorite bands, brands, and ultimately expressed our political views.

To my amusement Natalie was immediately shocked when she soon discovered that not only was I an "undecided" voter in the upcoming election, but that my family and friends leaned heavily towards the right.

"You have got to be kidding me." The demure actress snapped. "After everything we've gone through?"

"Precisely my point." I argued. "Isn't it time we had a change. Not this Socialist bullshit?"

"Uh-Oh." Her co-stars sighed. "Now you've gone and done it."

Naturally Portman didn't agree with this point of view and immediately went on a long and passionate tirade about how important it was to do away with the "tea-baggers" of the world and re-elect Obama.

"Jesus." I finally chuckled after her ten minute rant. "Had I known it was such a big deal to you I wouldn't have said anything."

"Too late now." Dennings grinned. "Now you're in a whole lot of trouble."

To add insult to injury the "Black Swan" star then gasped audibly as I went on to explain how most of my family and friends not only supported the Romney-Ryan ticket but fully expected me to attend several of his scheduled events.

This of course infuriated the registered Democrat and for a minute I thought her head was going to explode.

"You're unbelievable." she gasped.

"Where do you think I did my internship last year?" I added. "I did it over at Fox News."

"What!" she exclaimed. "You actually worked for those right-wing nut jobs?"

"Hey. We Report You Decide." I repeated their catch phrase.

As amusing as this was, it was around this time that I was taken aback by the starlets next comments as she inadvertently blurted to her co-stars, "Jesus. Just when I thought he was cute he goes and opens his big mouth!"

Wait. Natalie Portman thought I was cute?

Over the next few days Portman and I constantly bickered about our political views, and it got to the point where she would actively follow me around the set during her breaks just to give me a twenty minute lecture on the history of American politics and the 2008 financial crisis.

This of course amused me greatly, and not just because I now had an Oscar Winning actress follow me around like a sick puppy, but because the issue actually didn't interest me. Truth was, the election barely crossed my mind as I never intended to vote.

"You know what you are?" Portman claimed during one of her speeches.

"Let me guess. A tea-bagger?"

"No. You're what's called a Swing Voter. An undecided. And we need people like you to vote more than ever."

"If you say so."

Despite her theatrics, I thoroughly enjoyed riling her up and listening to her rant and pontificate over her political leanings, quoting various news sources about her facts and figures.

In many ways it almost seemed like she really got a kick out of it. But at the end of the day I think Natalie just couldn't handle the thought of someone sitting on the fence, and laughed in my face when I finally claimed to be an independent.

"Ha!" she snapped. "You're not getting off that easy. I know you too well now."

In the meanwhile it was her co-star Kat Dennings who I ended up spending most of my time with, and who I quickly grew fond of.

Fortunately for me, even though she was a Democrat like Natalie, Kat was nowhere near as militant about her views and was more of a "swing voter" herself, just like me.

In fact we seemed to have a lot in common, and appeared to share a mutual attraction together.

To my amusement, she even admitted how much she enjoyed riling Natalie up with the political rhetoric during their many lunch breaks and seemed to get off on watching Portman torment me.

"So you're the reason she's always in such a bad mood!" I grinned. "Great. Thanks for the support Kat."

"I know it's cruel. But I kinda get a kick out of it." Dennings admitted. "She's just so easy to rile up."

A few days later it was raining out, and with most of the cast and crew told to go home for the day I made my way over to the wardrobe department to lock up.

It was there Natalie soon marched into the trailer to get changed, but once seeing me scoffed and proceeded to berate me about something she had read in the New York Times.

I simply rolled my eyes as I prepared for one of her many tirades, but instead she soon slumped back into the make-up chair with her drink in hand and sighed exhaustively.

"Ugh. You know what. Never mind." she exclaimed. "I'm too tired to fight with you today."

Feeling playful I remarked. "I knew we'd wear you down eventually. About time you saw the light."

"Excuse me?"

Naturally this comment immediately set her off again and she ranted crazily for what seemed like a half hour, but was close to ten minutes. Afterwards, Portman appeared to have finally gotten everything off her chest and was catching her breath when I decided to make a wise crack.

"Woohoo! Romney 2012!"

"Ugh." she grunted in frustration. "I swear. I have never met anyone as infuriating as you in my entire life."

Noting the defeat in her voice I almost felt sorry for her and joked that maybe she could win me over with a dinner or a night out on the town. Even though this was said in jest, Natalie suddenly stopped what she was doing and looked at me derisively.

"But what about Kat?"

"What about her." I quipped, before reminding her that she and I were just friends.

Nevertheless Portman seemed to take umbrage with this and almost seemed offended.

Noting this reaction I quickly reminded her that I was only kidding about the date and didn't mean it to sound so inappropriate. But the actress was still pissed and on the verge of lashing out.

Feeling guilty, I then apologized for the remark and tried to back my way out of the trailer when the starlet told me to stop what I was doing and suddenly seemed interested in the idea.

"Hmm. Maybe you're right."

"About?"

"You know. Dinner."

"Yeah? But what about Kat?" I now stated, repeating her earlier point.

"What? It's only dinner."

"Yeah. I guess." I agreed. "Hell. I'd probably ask Kat to join us, but I'm pretty sure she'd only be bored with all the political talk."

"My thoughts exactly." Portman agreed.

"In fact." she added. "If we do this maybe its best we don't tell her anything."




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I was actually surprised to hear her suggest this, especially considering how close I assumed they were and the fact that Kat had clearly shown interest in me.

Almost everyone on the set knew Dennings intentions towards me, and mine towards hers, but now it didn't seem to matter to Natalie.

This new conniving side to Portman's personality definitely opened my eyes, and made me wonder if she was as sweet and innocent as I was led to believe. I mean if she was willing to lie and deceive her very own friend, what else was she capable of?

"So are we really going to do this?" I confirmed. "Have dinner together?"

"Sure. Why not?" she shrugged. "Unless of course you've got somewhere else to be."

"Hmm. A night on the internet or dinner with a Hollywood actress." I commented sarcastically. "Tough decision."

"But remember." she added. "Only if you agree to hear me out and listen to all my points."

As Natalie spoke she got up out of her chair and slipped around a partition to change into her casual attire. At one point I caught her peeking out the side to flash me a grin.

"You know what." she quipped. "This just might be worth it."

While I naturally assumed she was referring to our upcoming dinner conversation, I later wondered if she really meant something else (sex).

With that said Portman and I agreed to a time and place in the city to meet which I immediately balked at as I realized just how trendy and expensive the restaurant was.

Fortunately for me the actress claimed that she was more than willing to pick up the tab for the evening.

"Don't worry. You don't have to pay for anything." she promised. "It's my treat."

"It is?"

"All you have to do is sit and listen and learn something for a change."

"Woohoo for Socialism!" I countered, causing her to flash me an evil glare.

"Just kidding." I reassured her. "I'll be there. See you at eight."

Later that same evening I made my way out to the restaurant in Manhattan and was immediately blown away by her stunning appearance. She looked absolutely breathtaking.

To look at her you would never assume that she was there to talk my ear off about politics, but instead was on a romantic date to celebrate some kind of huge milestone like our one year anniversary or birthday.

Despite the origins of our "date" we were soon shown to our table which was situated in the back of the quaint restaurant by a fireplace where I couldn't help but note just how romantic it all seemed.

Never one to let a good opportunity pass by, I grinned widely as I handed her some fresh flowers I had bought while on my way to meet her, and watched as she actually blushed at the gesture.

"Oh my gosh. Are you seriously?" she giggled sweetly. "That's so sweet."

"Just figured it was the least I can do." I shrugged, trying my best not to blush.

"Wow." she beamed. "I can't even remember the last time someone bought me flowers."

To my delight Natalie seemed genuinely touched by the gesture and couldn't stop smiling for the first twenty minutes.

"You're funny, you know that?" she finally remarked.

"Err. Okay?"

"What I mean is. I can't figure you out." she claimed. "You almost seem like the perfect catch, but then your political views just turn me right off."

Not knowing what to say I countered. "Should I buy an Obama mask or something?"

"Ha." she replied sarcastically. "Not funny."

Over the next hour or so the award winning actress and I debated fiercely at the table while at the same time polishing off two bottles of wine. This of course allowed us to lose our inhibitions and speak our minds more freely, but also meant that we both now openly flirted with each other too.

At one point Natalie got up and excused herself to go to the bathroom and as she sauntered off in the opposite direction my eyes immediately fell to her derriere.

I don't mind admitting I instantly had wood, but felt my heart skip a beat when she glanced over her shoulder to catch me staring at her butt red handed.

"Shit. Busted." I thought.

Nonetheless. I also felt strangely proud of myself as I caught several diners recognize the starlet and comment on how fantastic she looked, before looking over at the table and giving me an approving nod. I just about felt like the luckiest man on earth.

A few minutes later Natalie made her way back to our table and somehow managed to look even more radiant than before.

"Sorry about that." she apologized sweetly. "That wine just goes right through me."

"Yeah I know the feeling." I grinned. "I'm pretty drunk myself."

"Now. Where were we?" she said before pausing to flash me the most smoldering look yet.

It was at this point that I decided to speak my mind and tell her how pretty she was.

"By the way. Can I just say you look absolutely stunning tonight." I admitted though liquid courage. "You're without doubt the sexiest woman in this restaurant."

"Aw. Thanks." she blushed.

"No seriously. When you got up to go to the bathroom just now almost everyone in the restaurant stopped what they were doing and stared. They're totally captivated by you and I can't really blame them."

Fortunately for me Natalie appeared to be just as if not more inebriated than I was and she simply smiled and claimed that it had been years since anyone had paid her such a compliment.

In that moment it seemed that despite our political differences we both found the other very attractive and couldn't stop grinning like two lovesick teenagers.

"What are you grinning about over there?" I finally remarked.

"Me? Oh nothing." she replied coyly, before she claimed that she had a special surprise waiting for me after dinner and couldn't wait to introduce me to a few of her friends.

"Is that so." I remarked. "And I'm supposed to just go along? Do I have a choice in the matter?"

"Hell no." she quipped. "Not unless you value your balls."

Several minutes later Natalie and I left the trendy restaurant and decided to walk the four blocks over to the club where her friends gathered. While I was initially concerned about the ominous weather outside, Natalie didn't seem to care and claimed that she felt like walking.

In truth I hated to walk unnecessarily, but could hardly refuse her million dollar smile while I tried my best not to stare at her fantastic legs and open heeled stilettos.

With the bleak weather closing in around us, I took the bold action of taking her by the hand and interlocking our fingers together. Natalie was clearly surprised and a little hesitant by the action, but I used the weather as an excuse to hold her close and keep us warm.

To her credit Portman simply smiled and went along, but just a few minutes later we were forced to navigate a few uneven stones on the pavement which combined with her footwear almost caused her to tumble over.

Fortunately for her I caught her in my arms and we shared a brief moment together before we straightened up and continued on our way down a dimply lit alleyway.

There I found my heart thumbing loudly in my chest as I cussed myself out for not acting on the opportunity to kiss her.

She had clearly given me the green light to do it, but she was so GOD DAMN PRETTY I was totally intimidated by her. I now began to chastise and question myself and wondered if I'd ever be able to forgive myself if I blew a chance to kiss her.

With this still fresh in my mind I finally decided to throw caution to the wind and waited for the right moment to strike. This came in the form of a loud ambulance which screamed by at the end of the lane and gave me the perfect distraction I needed.

Thinking quickly I immediately pulled Natalie into the shadows of one of the buildings and before she could object I kissed her hard on the lips. The starlet initially gasped with surprise but quickly sighed and slid her tongue into my mouth.

Within seconds we were both consumed by lust as our tongues hungrily explored each other's mouths.

I quickly pushed the actress against the wall and let my hands roam all over her petite frame. She moaned into my mouth as my fingers found and kneaded her fleshy buttocks, before she responded by pressing her sex against my erection.

Natalie and I kissed each other urgently for what seemed like an age, as I slipped one hand over her small breast and the other slipped underneath her dress to stroke and caress her panties.

Her body felt absolutely divine and responded accordingly, her nipples as hard as pebbles. She groaned again while I impatiently mauled her neck, my animalistic urges kicking in as I lowered my lips to kiss my way down towards her breasts.

She groaned as I made direct contact with her pussy, shoving her panties to the side to dip my middle finger. In next to no time I pushed it in and out wet cunt before adding a second digit with the first.

Portman squirmed and seemed to sense what I was trying to do—impale her with my fingers right there in the alleyway, but despite her reluctance I carried on.

This caused the actress to literally melt in my arms as we kissed each other zealously and I probed her sex with two fingers.

As I squeezed a third digit into her already overly stretched hole, Natalie suddenly gasped with fright as she realized that we were not alone. In fact lying there just a few feet away from us was a homeless person who was watching every sordid detail.

"OMG." she gasped with panic as I plunged my fingers to their second knuckle. "Wait. Oh!"

I felt her nails dig into my back and enjoyed the resulting pain as her thighs clamped tightly around my hand.

To her chagrin she suddenly began to climax against her will as I continued to finger-banged her right there in front of our audience. Natalie shook violently in my arms before she finally calmed down and tried to catch her breath.

"Come on." she smiled wickedly. "We're almost there."

As the starlet grabbed my hand and lead me across the street she looked back over her shoulder to look at the homeless person still sleeping in the alleyway and giggled.

"I can't believe we just did that." she giggled.

"What's wrong?" I snickered. "I would have thought you'd like having an audience."

"You're so bad." she smiled.

Inside the bar Natalie led me straight up a flight of stairs where we passed a roped off area prohibited to the general public. There my eyes grew wide as I immediately recognized several familiar faces.

Portman wasted little time introducing me to a few of her famous friends, including actresses Olivia Wilde, Alyssa Milano, and Scarlett Johansson.

While Nat then took this opportunity to clean herself up in the bathroom, her friends and I immediately mingled.

Looking around it was only now that I realized that the "V For Vendetta" star had taken me to some kind of private New York fundraiser for the Democratic Party.

Unfortunately for me Natalie seemed to be very popular at this event so was soon pulled away and forced to work the room for several minutes at a time, leaving me in the very capable hands of Scarlett who I suspect had already been drinking for the most part of the afternoon and was even more trashed and flirtatious than I was, if that was even possible.




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"So you're that guy she's been talking about all week." ScarJo commented.

"I am? I guess."

To my amusement the conversation then turned to politics as she tried to determine my stance on the election and attempted to convince me to donate to the Obama ticket.

"So what did she promise you?" she asked.

"Excuse me? Nothing." I answered defensively. "Well. Dinner I guess. Her treat."

"Oh wow. You must be pretty special for her to pick up the tab. She almost never does that."

With the drinks from dinner, and now the added alcohol that Scarlett was handing me, we both got pretty lit. In fact ScarJo was so drunk at this point that she soon proceeded to say things without even thinking them through, and rambled on with a bemused look on her face.

It was during one of these ramblings that she suggested that we step outside for a few minutes for a cigarette and I reluctantly agreed.

"Err. I dunno." I said. "Natalie might need me."

"Oh C'mon." Johansson insisted. "You're not going to me make stand out there by myself are you?"

Looking around I could see Natalie was preoccupied with a group of donors, before Scarlett took me by the hand and forcefully pulled me down the stairs and outside the club.

It was then outside that the busty actress stepped over to the curb and flagged down a passing taxi and insisted that I get in with her.

"Come on. Get in." she quipped.

"Err. Okay?" I playing along. "Where are we going exactly?"

"You'll see." she replied with a wicked grin on her face.

"No seriously." I insisted. "What's going on?"

Johansson giggled before she claimed that she left something back at her apartment earlier in the day and now wanted to quickly stop by to pick it up.

"My place is just around the corner."

"Do you really think that's a good idea?" I asked referring to Portman.

"Trust me." she beamed. "We'll be back before she even knows we're gone."

Meanwhile the entire way over, I couldn't help but note the perpetual grin on Scarlett's face like her sly little scheme had come to fruition.

"What?" she finally smiled as she noticed me staring.

Between her angelic face and her remarkable tits, it was hard not to stare.

"You planned this all out didn't you?" I said, referring to her pulling me downstairs for a "cigarette" and bundling me into a car.

The "Lost In Translation" star giggled sweetly and claimed to have no idea as to what I was talking about just as we arrived outside her building. It seemed she was right after all, and her apartment was close by: just three short blocks over no less.

To emphasize the point she then instructed the cab driver to wait for us downstairs as we climbed out of the backseat and headed up to her studio duplex on the fifth floor.

There I was immediately taken aback by her lavish surroundings, but before I could remark on her trendy digs the starlet immediately threw herself at me and kissed me on the mouth.

In an instant the 27-year-old actress thrust her hot wet tongue down my throat and reached down to grasp at the budding erection in my pants.

I paused for a moment before I succumb to my ragging libido. Scarlett then took me by the hand and led me down the hallway and into her bedroom where we both stripped before she pushed me onto her bed.

"Tonight you're in for a treat." she said in her sexy, raspy tone.

I could barely believe my luck as I realized I had only met the actress just two hours earlier, and yet here I now was lying on her mattress readying to have sex.

With both of us now relatively naked, the starlet swiftly moved to straddle my hips and eagerly thrust her ample breasts in my face, inviting me to have my fun with them.

It was like something she had practiced her entire life, offering her tremendous boobs to her lovers like handing candy to a child.

I literally moaned as I palmed her luscious tits with both hands and suckled her puffy pink nipples into my mouth.

"Do you like them?" she purred above me.

"Are you kidding?" I replied before I attacked them with my mouth.

Johansson sighed and threw her head back, urging me to suck her boobs more incessantly. I happily obliged as I felt her grind her hips against mine, her neatly trimmed bush tickling my shaft.

Suddenly she stopped to ask if I had any protection, and then invited me to reach over into the side drawer to help myself to a condom. There I found a half empty packet and fumbled inside to quickly slide one on.

We kissed each other fervently before she reached over and carefully guided my sheathed erection to her center. As I finally entered the drunk starlet, Scarlett and I both let out a collective groan as she gently sat down over me and slowly eased a few more inches inside her.

Now well impaled, she sat up straight and raised her arms over her head to play with her hair as I stopped to marvel at the vision before me.

At this point I could barely control my loins as I admired her large natural tits which shook and wobbled as she moved her hips back and forth, in a grinding action.

"Ugh. I needed that." Scarlett purred between breathes, before she leaned forward and we kissed each other again.

Right away I could taste the strong scent of alcohol on her tongue, and I took this opportunity to grasp her thick rump with both hands and proceeded to thrust up into her, taking her breath away.

"Oh. Oh-Yes!" she grunted lustfully to the action, apparently surprised and delighted that I was more than willing to do all the hard work.

"Oh. Fuck me!" she moaned enthusiastically. "Fuck me. Harder. Yes!"

Gripping her hard by the butt, I proceeded to drive my hips up into her at great speed and pounded her mercilessly for sixty long agonizing seconds, before taking a short break to move in a more deliberate, twisting motion, and then repeated the entire process again.

This caused her moans to turn into guttural screams, and she soon cried out loud so enthusiastically that I almost lost the hearing in one of my ears.

"UGH! YES! YES! YES!"

A moment later Johansson climaxed, which immediately set me off and I immediately shot my load into the Trojan.

We both lay there for several minutes, silently basking in the afterglow of sex while trying to catch our breath—my cock still nestled deep inside her sopping wet poon.

ScarJo finally rolled over and to my surprise reached down to give my cock an appreciative squeeze.

"That was fun." she smiled, her brow glistening in sweat. "Now where's my bonus?"

"Huh. Bonus?" I barely replied, before I felt her carefully pull the used prophylactic from around my dick.

I then gasped with surprise as I watched the stunning actress snap the rubber from my cock and without hesitation pour its sticky contents all over herself, bathing her neck and breasts in semen.

"Holy shit. That's hot." I moaned as I watched her savor some of the sticky substance from her fingers.

"Mm. I figure. Why waste it." she said while smacking her slimy lips together.

"You're fucking crazy you know that?" I told her, as she simply lay back with a contented smile.

"Meh." she shrugged. "I've been called worse."

I still couldn't believe that not only had I just fucked Scarlett Johansson in her very own bed, but had watched her take my slimy load all over her body.

"You're welcome to use my shower if you like?" she then offered. "Before we head back."

But just as I attempted to take her up on her offer, we heard her phone ring and immediately recognized Natalie's voice on the answering machine.

"I hope I'm wrong right now." Portman slurred in the message. "But do you happen to know what happened to my date?"

I looked at Scarlett who simply bit her fingers and smiled wickedly.

"Anyways." Portman added. "Call me back and let me know."

Judging from the tone in Natalie's voice it seemed this wasn't the first time Scarlett had pulled such a stunt. The blonde vixen and I simply glared at each other before we suddenly jumped out of bed at the same time and rushed to dress.

"Fuck. I am so busted right now." I remarked while trying to pull my pants back on.

"Relax. She won't suspect a thing." Scarlett claimed while rushing to dress. "We'll be back in 5mins."

"If she asks just tell her I was on the phone taking a call." I suggested.

"Absolutely."



...to be continued.

Robertdoc
09-11-2012, 01:34 AM
Well, that was worth the wait - and that was only with Scarlett doing all the dirty work. Between that and seeing those particularly sexy pics of hers again, she set the bar - now let's see if you and the other stars can go over it.

NowHiringHenchmen
09-12-2012, 01:35 PM
Loved it. To me, there's not enough ScarJo OR Natalie on the stories section.