The Adventures of Matt Ford: The Boleyn Girls

[TPG]

The Adv. of Matt Ford: The Boleyn Girls
with Natalie Portman and Scarlett Johansson
The Pornographer
(MFF, drugs, voy, BJ)


This FICTIONAL story contains graphic sexual situations, if you are under age or easily offended STOP READING!

Back in Los Angeles it was around this time Conrad was celebrating his 60th birthday, and pulling out all the stops, he decided to throw a lavish and private star-studded party at his mansion in the Hollywood Hills.

There I was soon whisked around the room and introduced to a series of high profile celebrities, including several producers and directors, and it was during this time that I also happened to glance across the way and spied two of Hollywood most sort after actresses—Natalie Portman and Scarlett Johansson.

Watching them from a far, I noted that they stood huddled in the corner drinking and laughed among themselves. There they were clearly enjoying themselves and seemed to be in a very playful and flirtatious mood, as they apparently taunted everyone around them.

Just then as I was stood leering at them, Scarlett and I exchanged eye contact for a moment and we shared what I could only describe as a "moment" together. The moment itself had only last a few short seconds but it was powerful nonetheless.

I watched with amusement as she simply smiled shyly at me, before she leaned over and whispered something into Natalie's ear, and they seemed to scheme something together before they started to walk through the crowd and over in my direction.

For the first time in a long time I actually felt nervous as I realized they were making their way over to meet me.

"Hello," Natalie said with a friendly and confident smile, "You must be Matt. You work for Conrad, right?"

"Shh—don't tell anyone." I joked, making Scarlett chuckle.

"I'm Natalie," she explained, "and this is Scarlett,"

"Hello," Scarlett smiled before Natalie added, "And we're the Boleyn sisters,"

"Excuse me?"

"Never mind, she's just kidding," Scarlett explained while elbowing her mischievous friend, "It's a film we recently completed together—forget it."

"Well it's nice to finally meet you both. Conrad talks about you two all the time, and constantly sings your praises."

With that the three of us quickly dispensed with the pleasantries and got chatting, and it seemed the ladies were very much infatuated with me—apparently fascinated with who I was and what I did.

Still, while Scarlett seemed legitimately friendly and flirtatious, I found Natalie to be a lot more conceited and derisive—dare I say even rude at times.

To be blunt, she genuinely seemed to have a chip on her shoulder, and I wasn't sure if it was directed at me specifically or everyone at the party for that matter. She just seemed like she didn't want to be there and had somewhere better to be.

"So what's it like?" Scarlett asked as we enjoyed some Champagne, "Working for such a powerful person like Conrad?"

"Well, it can be pretty interesting at times," I answered honestly, "But for the most part it's great."

I then added "Besides, where else do you get to mingle with beautiful and intelligent women from around the globe—like yourself."

To my amusement this approach seemed to work quiet well on Scarlett as she immediately began to blush and smile shyly at my comments and compliments.

Meanwhile Natalie seemed a lot more cynical and unconvinced, and I could tell almost immediately who the veteran between them was. It seemed Natalie had been around the block a few more times than her blonde counterpart and had heard all the hype and bullshit one liners before.

Natalie immediately noticed the reaction I was eliciting from Scarlett and she simply rolled her eyes at us. This made me laugh and only encouraged me.

In the meanwhile, it was only now that I couldn't help but marvel at how much alcohol we had all consume. And I was particularly taken by Scarlett's demeanor as it seemed the more alcohol she had the closer she seemed to stand to me when she spoke.

She was standing so close I could now feel her breath on my face. Thankfully she had apparently popped a breath mint a few minutes earlier so her breath was refreshingly minty. I also noted that her voice seemed to grow additionally huskier by the hour too, which really enthralled me.

God she was sexy.

It was around this time Natalie disappeared for a few minutes giving Scarlett and I get some privacy and time to get to know each other better. There I stared into her big beautiful green eyes and couldn't help but get a vibe from her.

I was now almost certain that if I just played my cards right I would be leaving the party with her.

"So Scarlett, what do you like to do with yourself when you're not shooting films around the world?"

"I don't know, mostly relax and go on vacation I guess. I like to paint, read, and sing—"

"Oh you sing do you? How come I've never heard anything you've done?"

Scarlett giggled, "That's because I only sing in my private life—mostly in the shower."

Hearing her confession I couldn't help but grin as she beamed—and knew she could practically read my lewd thoughts.

It was clear to me that although Scarlett wasn't exactly the sharpest knife in the drawer, so to speak, she was however extremely intuitive—enough to know that I, like every other guy there at the party, wanted to take her upstairs, rip her clothes off, and fuck the ever-loving shit out of her.

"So you sing in the shower, huh?" I pondered while taking another drink, "Well it goes without saying—but I'd love to hear you perform one day."

Scarlett beamed her famous smile and I thought I had died and gone to heaven—she was absolutely breathtaking.

"Well maybe if you're good, something can be arranged." she teased.

I was elated.

Just then, Natalie suddenly returned to us in the corner and without warning and grabbed Scarlett and I by the hand and led us though the party and upstairs into one of the private bathrooms.

There she locked us inside, and while I tried to figure out what her problem was, she soon produced a small vile of coke and we each took a hit off the marble counter top.

"I was wondering how long it would take till I saw some drugs," I grinned.

Just then as Natalie turned to say something clever, she was suddenly startled and preoccupied by her cell phone.

So while she chatted on her cell, Scarlett and I quickly returned to our conversation, and fooled around, we soon discovered that we both felt exceptionally aroused and more playful then before.

Wiping her nose of residue, I assumed the combination of all the alcohol and cocaine we had consumed had made us both a little giddy, as we now both stood laughed and embraced and holding each other close.

To look at us you would presume we had been dating for the longest time, and while we carried on, Natalie could only roll her eyes and tell us to keep it down as she spoke on her friend on the phone.

"Well—well, little miss bossy-boots," Scarlett replied, which for whatever reason we both found exceedingly hilarious.

It was then, just as suddenly as we were laughing, that we both fell silent and stared into each other's eyes again—sharing another special moment with each other.

"You know, I really like your eyes." she told me.

"I really like lips—they're amazing." I replied as I traced my fingers over them.

Scarlett seemed to contemplate something for a few moments before she finally and daringly retort, "Prove it."

With that she then took my finger into her mouth and sucked it gently.

For a moment I gasped involuntarily before I finally leaned forward and we kissed each other for the very first time. This initial kiss was quickly followed by a passionate embrace, and I soon discovered that biting her bottom lip with my teeth and sucking it softly into my mouth turned her on immensely.

Scarlett and I quickly grew a whole lot more amorous in the corner of the lavish bathroom and almost forgot that we had company. As we kissed each other affectionately, I let my hands wander across her voluptuous body and reached up to grope her large natural breasts through her dress.

To my delight Scarlett didn't protest or resist this action for a moment and in fact reciprocated by reaching down and stroking my growing member through my tenting pants.

"Hey, be careful what you wish for young lady." I whispered into her ear.

"I want to see it" she cooed as she impatiently reached inside my pants and made direct contact with my cock.

Just then, before I had time to respond Scarlett withdrew her champagne flavored tongue from my mouth, and bending over, treated my throbbing penis to a quick appreciative lick.

"Jesus!" I let out involuntarily, as she quickly traded an appreciative lick for a courteous suck.

Scarlett wasted little time and impatiently swallowed the head of my dick while I stood dumbfounded.

"Well this party is certainly picking up." I grinned to myself as I admired the vision in the vanity mirror.

There I was drunk and coked up, locked in a bathroom with Natalie Portman and Scarlett Johansson—and getting head?

You couldn't wipe the colossal smile off my face even if you tried.

Seeing my reaction, Scarlett smirked up at me slyly as she finally dropped any pretence and she fell to her knees and proceeded to outright blow me. Meanwhile Natalie continued to chat to her friend on the phone and it was only now that she glanced over her shoulder to see what we were up to.

To my surprise Natalie simply responded by rolling her eyes again and giggling as though it was the most natural thing in the world to see.

"Well don't let me interrupt you two," she directed to us.

I then heard her tell her phone buddy, "You wouldn't believe what they're doing right now—trust me, don't ask."

Just then, Scarlett stopped her cock sucking for a moment to reply to her sneering friend.

"Hey, you could always just leave and give us some privacy, you know—" Scarlett said while on her knees before me.

"I could say the same for you guys," Natalie retorted.

While the girls playfully jousted back and forth, Scarlett continued to stroke my shaft with her hand while I gently placed mine on the back of her head and politely suggested she return to sucking me.

"Oh god—it's so disgusting." we heard Natalie giggle over the phone, "She has no idea what she's doing."

Suddenly, Scarlett took her mouth way from my organ once again and responded.

"Hey, if you're so good—why don't you come over here and show us how it's done."

"Yeah right," Natalie replied—while my eyes lit up.

With that Scarlett went right back to sucking me keenly as I watched Natalie finally finish up her conversation and hang up the phone.

While she then fumbled with her cell for a few extra minutes I noticed her watching us, particularly Scarlett, in the corner of her eye—gauging and evaluating the blonde's technique. Finally after a few minutes of this Natalie put away her phone and walked over to our position by the vanity.

"Be honest?" Natalie asked me, "Is she any good at that?"

"Exceptional, actually," I grinned, "She's a natural."

"Yeah right, I highly doubt that." she replied.

With that, Natalie slowly dropped to her knees before me and beside her blonde friend and to my delight reached out to gently cup and caress my balls.

"Hmm, he really does have a beautiful dick, though." Natalie said to Scarlett.

"Mmmpphff—I know right." she replied before taking me back into her hot mouth again.

By this time Scarlett's mouth was almost salivating and my cock was glistening in a sheen of her saliva.

It was then I watched in awe as Natalie Portman gripped the base of my rod, and withdrawing my prick from Scarlett's mouth, abruptly enveloped my penis. The difference in technique was astounding—and I immediately gasped loudly as my eyes rolled into the back of my head.

It seemed while Scarlett relied solely on her thick lips and head movements, Natalie on the other hand twisted her head from side to side and used her long tongue to swirl it around the tip swiftly.

The two starlets couldn't be more different, and took turns sucking my dick eagerly in turn, and treated me to an earth shattering BJ.

"Here, copy me—" Natalie instructed Scarlett, as a strand of saliva connected my cock with her mouth.

Natalie swiftly swiped it away and took me deep into the back of her mouth and swirled her tongue fervently around the bell head of my prick in the process.

To Scarlett's dismay, each time Natalie took me between her talented lips I found myself moaning involuntarily. The girl was simply a cock sucking machine.

"What am I doing wrong?" Scarlett asked as she attempted to one up her skillful friend.

"Practice makes perfect." Natalie quipped, as she directed my throbbing member back to her blonde friend—as another sting of spit now bridged Portman's chin with my manhood.

At this point I could hardly breathe much less converse with the girls about Scarlett's cock-sucking abilities—or lack there of.

Still, although Natalie's cock sucking skills were exceptional, I would hardly rate Scarlett's attempt as bad. It was just next Portman she was made to look ordinary—and I was more than happy to see them challenge each other and battle it out.

The girls now really started to go to town on me as Scarlett gave up trying to compete with Natalie and instead tried a totally different tact—and leaned under to take my balls into her hot mouth.

I now had both girls sucking and slurping and licking on my package at the same time and could hardly contain myself.

"Jesus—what are you girls trying to do to me?" I groaned as I held each other their heads in each hand.

"We're trying to make you come." Scarlett cooed bluntly.

"Exactly," Natalie added before she attempted to deep throat me again.

They both continued to eagerly service me and I noticed that Natalie's hand had slipped down between her own legs and she was playing with herself as she gobbled me up.

It was then Natalie did something that took my breath away, as she withdrew her lips and suddenly spat over my tool, causing both Scarlett and I to groan lustfully.

"Oh yeah—that's so fucking hot!" Scarlett groaned in her distinctively and raspy voice.

I then insisted Natalie to do it again, and this time I grabbed Scarlett's head and pushed her face hard into my sac.

There she eagerly licked at my balls and taint, as Natalie slobbered a thick dab of spit all over the length of my shaft, and it dribbled down across my balls and over Scarlett's face. She in turn moaned and opened her mouth and took Natalie's drool into her own mouth and they both begin to take turns spitting at my prick—coating it in saliva.

It was absolutely surreal as I watched two of America's sweethearts lustfully spit and suck at my manhood.

Grabbing Natalie's head firmly, I proceeded to fuck her pretty face hard and fast while they both moaned loudly. I fucked her face so hard in fact that she began to choke and gag, and coughed loudly.

"Oh yeah—fuck her face, Matt!" Scarlett groaned, "Make her gag on your cock!"

Natalie's eyes watered as I repeated the process and fucked her tight throat before we watched in wonder as Scarlett dutifully cleaned up any leftover spital and dangling saliva.

It was one of the nastiest yet erotic encounters I had ever been involved in—and with two of Hollywood's sexiest starlets now less. Still, judging by their "oohs" and "aahs" I suspected it was as erotic for them as it was for me.

With that I instructed the girls to show me their breasts, and as expected Scarlett's tits were absolutely magnificent.

Meanwhile I could see that Natalie was a little uncomfortable and clearly self conscience about her small chest. But I have to say that she in fact had nothing to be embarrassed about—as she had two of the most incredible nipples I had ever seen.

Her nipples were almost pink in color and seemed to jut out keenly—and the size of pencil erasers! I reached down to tweak at Natalie's breasts as she then put one arm around her friend and squeezed and fondled Scarlett's huge melons with her hands.

"Mm yeah—come all over her tits, Matt." Natalie encouraged, "Shoot your load all over her big fucking tits!!"

With that, I finally erupted all over Scarlett's chest and neck and watched in wonder as Natalie hungrily cleaned up the mess with her lips and tongue.

[MightyMax]

hey is this author a member or do you get the stories from another source

[TPG]

Um, this Author? lol. I am the Pornographer. "TPG" is short for "ThePornograher." I only shortened it cause I got sick of typing p-o-r-n-o-g-r-a-p-h-e-r all day long. And yes, I write all my own stories (between downloading and uploading pix all day).

[MightyMax]

hehe sorry man i really like the kristen kreuk stories keep up the good work do you have other website or sites you download your stories on or is this home for you

[TPG]

Hehe not a problem Mighty Max,

Yep this is pretty much HQ for my stories, but I have seen them floating around the web here and there—which I don't mind. I don't really take this stuff too seriously, and do it just for a little fun. I'm more into creating stroke stories anyway than full blown all out erotic novels etc.