This is a work of complete fiction. It just popped into my brain and I wrote it down. No one under legal age may read this, if you know what's good for you. No one over legal age should read this for the same reason. Please feel free to repost this in any non-pay site but it would be nice if you could let me know where. All characters used in this story are a parody of any real or fictional person. Comments are always welcome and appreciated.
Story Codes: MF, ncon, celeb
Purge: Hollywood Part 1 - Scarlett Johansson
Kevin looked at his watch again. "Fifteen minutes. The van's gonna get a work out this year," he thought as he began keying the last of the computer commands into the house's security system. "Overtime like this can kill a guy."
"Are you almost done?" the sexy, raspy voice of Kevin's last customer of the night asked as politely as possible for the umpteenth time.
"I'm going as fast as the computer will let me, ma'am," Kevin cheerfully answered, completely oblivious to the slight twinge of frustration in her voice.
"I was just wondering because the air sirens will probably be going off pretty soon," the customer said from her spot on the couch looking out the over-sized picture window. "I didn't want you to get stuck."
"Oh, I wouldn't worry about that," Kevin answered from the entry way of his celebrity customer's mansion. He typed in the last of the computer codes and looked up from the keypad of the security system. "The computer just needs a couple of minutes to boot up and then I'll be done," he said as he looked into the living room at his movie star customer, Scarlett Johansson.
"But what if the sirens go off before then?" Scarlett asked as she wandered over and peered out of her window as the sun set behind the Hollywood Hills.
"I bet it must be nice not to have to worry about the yearly Purge," Kevin thought before realizing that he was staring at his beautiful customer but luckily Scarlett was facing away from him and didn't notice. "Dang," he thought as he tore his eyes away and began gathering up his tools. "Even dressed all frumpy she's still pretty." She'd already been dressed for the night when he'd arrived, slippers, sweatpants, a loose T-shirt and a robe with her hair pulled back in a loose ponytail and he'd still been taken by how beautiful she was.
As Kevin was cleaning up his clutter he began explaining everything to Scarlett, proud of his work. "Well if the sirens go off then I can just enter the code manually because you security is A1 Security's main goal," he said, always eager to spout off his company's motto. "I've been working for A1 Security for a year now and I haven't found a problem yet we can't solve."
Scarlett sighed in relief, "That's good. I just get nervous sometimes."
Kevin tried not to look at his customer's impressive chest as he unconsciously licked his lips. Her sigh had pushed her chest out, thrusting her breasts out as the sunlight behind her made her T-shirt nearly transparent, making it obvious that she wasn't wearing a bra. "No need to worry," he said putting the last of his tools in his bag and belt before dusting off his work shirt. "Pretty soon this big 'ol house'll be as well protected as our armored vans."
Scarlett smiled nervously at the technician before turning back to her window, completely unaware of the peep show she was accidentally putting on. "That's good," she said. "And I'm sorry for the last minute call but with the Purge tonight I get paranoid sometimes is all."
"I don't think she's wearing a stitch of underwear," Kevin thought as he watched the strip of flesh above her sweats and below her T-shirt. It was only about an inch of visible skin but it traveled all the way around her and was low on her hips as she paced back and forth nervously in front of her window. "Well, considering all crime is gonna be legal here in a bit I guess there's plenty to be nervous about," he said as he haphazardly adjusted his hardening prick. "But it only lasts for twelve hours and thanks to A1 Security you'll be safe as houses, in your house, the whole time," he said with a chuckle, hoping the beautiful access would appreciate his joke. Unfortunately for his ego she just stood staring out the window. Suddenly she jumped a bit as the warning sirens signaling the Purge started to blare.
"The sirens, the sirens!" Scarlett stammered as she pointed out the window.
"No worries, no worries," Kevin tried to reassure Scarlett as he entered the manual lock down code into the keypad on the wall. Giant steel shutters slid down, up, and side to side over every door and window of the actress's home. He looked up from his keypad at his sexy customer, her arms wrapped around herself for comfort had pushed her bra-less tits together and made them look even larger.
Scarlett looked over at the technician as she hugged herself. "You're not going to be stuck here are you?" she asked. "I mean, I've got a spare room and stuff but do you have any family who's going to worry? I've got a phone."
"No, no," Kevin said cheerfully. "At A1 Security our vans are completely armored against the Purge and we're all issued side arms."
Scarlett smiled a bit, relieved that she hadn't really endangered the technician with her last minute security upgrades. "Oh, but the codes. The sirens went off before the codes uploaded."
Kevin smiled in pride. "I've got all the master-codes memorized, ma'am. I can get in or out of all the A1 Security customers' houses," he said.
Scarlett watched the last of the steel shutters slide into place. "That's good," she said. "At least you'll be able to get home since it's kinda my fault you're out so late.
At Scarlett's words Kevin's life seemed to slide into place. As a child he had barely passed every class except for metal shop where he had earned a nearly perfect score. Community College hadn't been any better except for his computer classes where he had earned C+'s every semester. After that he had tried Vocational College for engine repair but the only part he had succeeded in was the various cars' computer interfaces and had just finally quit. He had spent the next few years bouncing from job to job, never finding one that suited him just right. His dating life just mirrored his work life going from girl to girl and just never finding the right one. Finally, one day, he fell backwards into his job working for A1 Security where his just above average knowledge of metal working, computer repair, and computer engineering had him quickly climbing the ladder of the business as far as he was concerned. And it had all led him to being locked inside Scarlett Johansson's house on Purge night, the one night of the year where you could do anything and not get into trouble.
"Yeah, I can pretty much go anywhere I want in that van," Kevin said as he locked the computer pad. "I could probably make it through the middle of the city," he said as he stared at Scarlett with her back towards him while he untucked his shirt. "Probably take something like a rocket launcher to even put a dent in that van," he continued as he shucked off his shirt and unfastened his work belt. "Plus with the master codes I could slip in anywhere I wanted, too," he said blankly as he pushed his pants and underwear down, freeing his hard cock. His throbbing dick seemed to point straight at Scarlett and he followed it towards her, shuffling his feet with his pants and underwear wrapped around his ankles.
Scarlett breathed a sigh of relief. "That's good," she said right before she felt two arms snaking around suddenly and gripping her breasts. "Hey!" she screamed. "What are you doing!" She tried to struggle against the arms wrapped around her and could feel a lump against her rear end as the technician squeezed himself against her.
Kevin licked the side of Scarlett's face and began nuzzling her graceful neck. "It's Purge night," he whispered. "It's the one night a year we get to do anything we want." He held the frightened actress tightly to him, humping his throbbing cock against her round ass as she struggled against him, her sexy body's movements exciting him even more. He gripped and squeezed her large tits, amazed at how firm and heavy they felt in his greedy hands.
"Nooo, let me gooo..." Scarlett squealed as she continued struggling against the technician but every time she moved he just seemed to squeeze harder and hump against her more firmly. She fought back trying to swing her elbows back, her beautiful face set in a angry scowl, her eyes almost flashing in rage as she struggled against the technician. Her pants, grunts and moans echoed through the house as she tried to break free and he humped against her ass and forcefully groped her chest.
"Fuck, these feel fantastic," Kevin said as he squeezed Scarlett's impressive tits. He reached up and grabbed the collar of her shirt and with a strong yank he tore the thin material completely open. The ease of the material tearing threw him off balance and his impending victim managed to wiggle herself free.
"Fuck you!" Scarlett screamed as she spun around, her hands clenched in fists, barely noticing her exposed breasts. The technician still had his pants pooled around his ankles and his erection throbbed as it jutted out from between his legs, the swollen head dark purple and oddly enough seemed to be staring angrily at her. His raging hard-on was a direct contrast to his face which beamed with almost childish glee, like a kid unwrapping presents on Christmas. His wide eyes were locked on her chest, reminding the actress of her exposed breasts.
Kevin couldn't blink as he watched Scarlett's large tits swaying on her chest. The large breasts movement reminded him of watching the wave of the ocean rolling in and out for some reason he couldn't identify. He noticed her wide hips twitch and lunged at her before she could run, tackling her to the floor.
"Nooo... Ugh," Scarlett started to scream before her head hit the floor, stunning her. Spots swam across her vision and she could hear the technician grunting on top of her and would have tried to fight him off if only she could remember how to move her arms.
Kevin took a moment to look at Scarlett before bending down and kissing her. He thrust his tongue past her lips and caressed her warm, pink mouth while groping one of her tits with one hand and trying to shuck off his pants the rest of the way with the other. Finally removing his pants he started kneading her tits with both hands, amazed at how silky smooth they felt and how firm they were. They barely moved as he groped at them but felt amazingly soft. His lips left her groaning mouth and he licked down to her impressive chest, quickly catching one of her pink nipples between his lips, sucking hard on the rubbery nub as he licked it to full hardness. He switched to the other tit, still squeezing both pale orbs as the starlet groaned and writhed underneath him.
"God your tits are amazing," Kevin muttered as he motor-boated Scarlett's tits, amazed at the feel of them surrounding his head. He could spend all night playing with her phenomenal boobs but there was so many different things he wanted to do to her body tonight. He took her arms and slid them under her back, pinning them under her body as he moved up and straddled her chest, his knees keeping her arms from escaping out. He placed his cock on her sternum and then wrapped her heavenly tits around his shaft, his eyes rolling back as he moaned in pleasure at the feel of her amazing flesh wrapped around his cock. "Oh God yes," he moaned as he began thrusting his prick in and out of her cleavage, titty-fucking one of the most beautiful women in Hollywood.
The feel of her arms being trapped began to wake Scarlett from her daze. "I... I don't... what?" she muttered just as the tip of a cock filled her vision and then disappeared down her chest again, forcing her to remember what was happening. "Nooo...!" she screamed out in fear as she looked down at her chest, the technician fucking her wobbling tits and his knees trapping her arms underneath her. "Stop. Please," she pleaded as tears filled her eyes.
"Your tits feel sooo goooood," Kevin moaned, not noticing Scarlett's tears. "Oh baby, do they feel good." The feel of the star's fleshy tits surrounding his cock had his balls boiling, already about to cum. He stopped groping her firm breasts and began pinching and rolling her hard nipples, tugging them and yanking them around on her chest. He gripped the base of his prick and rubbed the sensitive tip of his dick around her hard nipples leaving them to gleam with his pre-cum before he slid down her writhing body, working himself between her thrashing legs until her pale thighs were parted around his hips.
Scarlett froze as she felt the technician slide between her legs. "Oh God no!" she screamed as she felt him rub the length of his rigid prick against the juncture of her struggling legs. "Please no. Pleassse," she pleaded finally freeing her arms and beginning to thrash around harder, trying to beat against his chest and head.
"Ow, stop it," Kevin said slapping at Scarlett's flailing arms. His attempts to block the starlet's swings were only haphazard since he kept getting distracted by her jiggling tits swaying around on her chest. He was almost hypnotized at her glorious tits, barely noticing her hands slapping at him as his eyes feasted on spectacular chest. She noticed where his eyes were roaming and quickly tried to cover herself, barely being able to conceal her nipples as she struggled to move out from underneath him. He let her move up and then gripped the waistband of her pajama bottoms and yanked down as she was moving up, baring her clean shaved pussy to him.
"Please, God, no," Scarlett pleaded as the technician yanked her pajama bottoms down to her thighs. Trying to keep herself covered somehow she rolled over on her stomach, trying to hide her exposed breasts and vagina and exposing her pale ass. She tried to crawl away, her firm ass thrust high in the air as she scooted a few feet along the floor, her full tits rubbing along the slick wood. Tears fell from her beautiful face, splashing along the floor as she felt the technician crawl over on top of her, his hard prick rubbing along her exposed skin.
Kevin giggled innocently as he sat down on Scarlett's firm thighs, completely unaware of the fear he was causing the mostly naked star. Why should he care about the sexy woman's fear, it was Purge night, the one night a year he got to do anything he wanted. He rubbed his hard prick across the tender, silky flesh of her ass-cheeks, enjoying the way the trail of pre-cum he was leaving across her skin gleamed in the light. He pressed his shaft along the length of the valley separating her cheeks as he gripped the sides of her firm ass, pressing her cheeks against his shaft, titty-fucking her smooth cheeks. "Oh, fuck yes," he groaned. "I could fuck every square inch of you."
Scarlett stopped trying to hopelessly crawl away, almost ready to surrender. "Please, no, stop," she cried, barely having the energy to continue trying to crawl away, fruitlessly trying to move but only succeeding in wiggling her round ass against the technician's thrusting cock. "I'll do anything, just please stop," she mewled breathlessly in her husky, sobbing voice.
Giggling louder Kevin released Scarlett's pale ass, amazed at how little the flesh of her ass jiggled. "You're pretty much gonna do that anyway, Miss Johansson," he said as he crawled over in front of the sobbing starlet. He spread his thighs wide, lowering his groin down so the tip of his prick was aimed at her mouth. "Open wide and say, 'Ahh,'," he said as he gripped the sides of her head, grabbing her blonde hair. "Here comes, 'Anything,'." With a sudden lurch of his hips he shoved his cock at the sexy star's face, his prick missing her mouth and rubbing along her cheek and forehead, across her nose and chin, nearly poking her in the eye before sliding across her pink lips and into her warm, wet mouth.
Tears fell harder from Scarlett's wide, blue eyes at the pain of the technician pulling her hair, using it as a pair of reins as he rode her face, thrusting his dick in and out of her mouth. She closed her eyes as she made a sudden decision. The decision that blowing a stranger wasn't as bad as being raped by a stranger, that it wasn't surrender if she chose to get him off using her mouth instead of letting him rape her, it was just the lesser of two evils. She closed her lips around the technician's girth, rubbing her tongue along the big vein running underneath of his shaft as he fucked her mouth and she began sucking his cock.
"Yee ha!" Kevin shouted. "This is better than a rodeo!" He thrust his prick in and out of Scarlett's mouth, amazed at the sensations she was causing with her mouth, lips and tongue as he fucked her face. With every thrust his cock slid down the back of her mouth, the tip of his shaft sliding into her clutching throat as his cum filled balls bounced wetly off of her chin. His nuts slapped repeatedly against her face as drool escaped from her mouth, covering her chin and his balls as he plowed into her award winning mouth. "I don't know if you ever won a Oscar, Miss Johansson," he said to the sexy starlet as he continued using fistfuls of her hair to fuck her beautiful face, "but if they gave awards for cock sucking you'd surely win."
Scarlett gurgled around the cock plunging in and out of her mouth and throat. She tired to keep up with the technician's thrusts as he relentlessly fucked her face but could barely just suck and run her tongue along his length due to the odd angle of his thrusts. With him above her pushing his dick down into her mouth she couldn't do anything to get him off quicker before he decided he wasn't happy with just her warm, sucking mouth. With the strange angle she couldn't bob her head or deep throat him and couldn't use her hands since she was using them to brace herself to keep her chin off the floor. His hard shaft slid in and out of her wet mouth, occasionally slipping down her throat and causing her to gag softly before he'd pulled out again. Her lungs began to burn from lack of air because of his shaft slipping and sliding in and out of her throat, blocking her air supply.
Kevin watched as Scarlett's hands began slapping the floor fitfully and her beautiful face began to turn purple as he buried his cock balls deep into her sucking mouth. He pulled his cock out with a pop and watched as she gasped for breath, her face pinking up while he rubbed his spit wet prick across her gasping face, covering every inch of her with a mix if her spit and his pre-cum. He released his hold on her hair and shuffled down beside her until he came to her firm ass. He put one hand on her lower back, just above her pale cheeks, and he shoved his first two fingers and thumb into his mouth, getting them nice and wet. He pushed down firmly on her back as he pulled his wet fingers from his mouth and held them just above the juncture of her pale thighs, a small strand of spit fell from his fingers and landed on the lower part of her ass where it met the tops of her thighs and he heard her whimper in fear.
"Nooo..." Scarlett mewled as she felt the technician dripping on her, knowing what he was going to do even though she couldn't see behind her. Her sucking his dick had failed to get him off and she had no idea on how to save herself as he prepared to rape her. Her tears started to falling harder, blurring her vision as she gritted her teeth and surrendered, preparing herself for what was coming next. "Nooo!" she cried in pitiful despair as she felt her pussy and ass pierced.
With a quick and deft lunge Kevin shoved his fingers into Scarlett's tight pussy and his thumb into her even tighter ass. He grinned wildly as he tried to wiggled his fingers inside of her, feeling his fingertips parted by the membrane separating her ass from her cunt. He didn't want to hurt her as she began sliding his fingers in and out of her captive body so he took his time and went slow, enjoying her warm wetness. "Oh, you're gonna feel so good," he muttered as he worked his fingers in and out of her tight holes. She weakly kicked her legs out in a half-halfhearted attempt to escape but he simply pushed down more firmly on her back as he dug his fingers into her even deeper. It was simply biology that made her pussy start to moisten as he began plunging his fingers in and out faster, the friction inside of her body forcing her tight pussy to get wetter and wetter. He wanted to go down on her and taste her juices that were beginning to slide from her but he didn't want to give her the opportunity to wrap her legs around his head or kick him so as her hot pussy got wetter he pulled his fingers from her captive body and shoved them into his mouth. He moaned in pleasure at the taste of her as he eyed her now wet, vulnerable pussy. "Get ready, Miss Johansson," he said as he climbed on top of her. "Here I come."
Scarlett screwed her eyes shut as she felt the technician lay down on top of her with his hard prick sitting at the entrance to her pussy. "Please don't," she cried uselessly.
Kevin lined the tip of his prick up to the entrance of Scarlett's wet pussy. With a quick lunge he pushed forward, shoving his cock into the star's tight, hot cunt. The warm folds of her pussy parted and surrounded his shaft, pressing tightly along the length of his shaft as she screamed out beneath him and he penetrated her fully, his bloated balls pressed tightly against her sticky pussy lips. "Oh God," he moaned as the sexy star began writhing underneath of him, trying to buck out from under him and not realizing that she was only fucking herself against him. As the starlet began quieting down he pulled his cock out an inch and then slammed it back in, causing the trapped woman to grunt and it was the sexiest sound he had ever hear. In the back of his mind he was amazed at the feel of Scarlett's pussy gripping down on his dick and wondered if it was the fact that she was a celebrity or if he was just imagining it but the movie star writhing around beneath him had the best pussy that he had ever felt. "Ohhh, this was my best idea ever," he thought as he began fucking himself deep and hard into Scarlett Johansson's pussy.
Scarlett squealed through the discomfort of the technician's ridged prick violating her body. Her hands balled into fists as she gritted her teeth, resigned to whatever the technician was going to do to her, accepting whatever her fate would be.
Plowing into Scarlett, Kevin was the happiest man on Earth, the feel of her body underneath him had his blood boiling with pleasure. Her wet cunt felt like heaven wrapped around his cock as he penetrated her again and again, her silky smooth ass pressed against his groin sent electric shocks coursing through him and her whining and crying had him on the verge of cumming. As he shoved his prick into her tight pussy again and again he bent down and began nuzzling her graceful neck, filling his mouth with the taste of her succulent skin. He spread his thighs wide so he could sit up straighter and gripped her barely jiggling ass-cheeks as he pushed into her harder and caused her to scream out again, almost making him cum. He squeezed and kneaded her firm cheeks, running his thumbs into the valley of her ass and over her tiny, puckered asshole as he imagined what her tits would feel like while he was fucking her before remembering that he didn't have to just imagine.
Pulling his ridged cock out of Scarlett's pussy Kevin gripped her waist and flipped her over on her back, causing her to gasp out in surprise as he watched her large, creamy tits sway slightly on her chest, their natural firmness keeping their round shape. He climbed between her pale legs and laid on top of her, her warm breasts pressed against his chest as he gripped her wrists in one hand and yanked her arms up before she had a chance to swing out at him and pulling her tits up high and tight on her chest. He bent down and began noisily licking and sucking her firm tits and hard nipples as she squealed out again. He used his free hand to bring his hard prick to the entrance to her tight pussy and he shoved himself back in, causing her to scream out as he violated her once again.
"Nooo..." Scarlett sobbed as the technician began relentlessly fucking into her again. When he had pulled his cock out she had felt so relieved that everything was finally over but then he had effortlessly flipped her over and pierced her vulnerable pussy again and she had felt herself fall even deeper into despair.
Kevin moaned in pleasure as he fucked Scarlett harder and faster, releasing her tit from his mouth so he could sit up straighter and watch her breasts jiggle with each of her thrusts. Her tits natural firmness kept them from moving around very much, inspiring him to thrust hard to get them to move more. He felt her finally stop struggling against him, surrendering her sexy body to him so he released her wrists and sat up on his knees, pulling her waist and legs up to rest on the top of his thighs and giving him a unobstructed view of her naked body as he fucked her. His eyes traveled over the juncture of her pale thighs as his cock spread her dewy lips and his eyes moved up her writhing body to her large, barely moving tits. Her pale nipples were hard and gleamed with his saliva as her heavy breasts shook while he fucked himself deep inside of her, his cum filled balls slapping against her firm ass-cheeks. His eyes moved up from her impressive chest to her graceful neck and beautiful face, her head turned to the side as she weeped helplessly and tried fruitlessly to hide behind her hands.
The sight of Scalett's pale, vulnerable body writhing in front of him sent Kevin over the edge. He quickly pulled his throbbing cock out of her clutching cunt and slid up beside her beautiful, sobbing face. He slapped her hands away from her face and yanked her head up by her hair, forcing her to stare up at his prick with her wide, blue, fear filled, tear streaked eyes. With his free hand he aimed his dick at her face, her mouth opened wide while she gasped in fear and surprise as he fisted his cock. "Fuck yeah," he grunted as he came, his warm cum raining down on the trapped starlet's sexy face, chest and open mouth, covering her with rope after thick rope of his seed, a sight he burned into his mind that he would cherish forever.
Scarlett laid limply on the floor, her head on the technician's thighs as he released his grip and lovingly stroked her hair as he rubbed his softening prick around on her face, smearing his cum all over her. Her head slipped off of him and thudded to the floor as he stood up and walked away, leaving her to sob quietly alone on the floor.
Kevin wiped his spent cock off using Scarlett's pajama bottoms before starting to get dressed. "I left a list of the pass codes for you, Miss Johansson," he said as he finished dressing and picked up his tools. "You have yourself a good Purge night, ma'am." And then he simply left, setting off on what he hoped was going to be the best Purge night ever as Scarlett cried on the floor.
To be continued...