Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know or own Beyonce Knowles or Tessa Thompson or Natalie Portman or Kat Dennings or Elizabeth Olsen or Scarlett Johansson or any other celebrities. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
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Natalie Portman felt like a drug addict standing outside of her dealer's door, after years of being clean. Or an alcoholic standing outside of a bar, after years of being sober. And tons of other analogies, with the same result. The point was that her Black Mistress... Beyonce, she needed to think of her as Beyonce, hadn't called on her for quite a while.
Not quite years, but long enough that Natalie actually thought she might be out of the woods. Hell, she even started topping again, reconnecting with one of her favourite former pets in the process. Namely, Kat Dennings. But now that hard work might be undone in a single night. If it hadn't happened already, given the way that Kat was looking at her.
"It'll be fine." Kat insisted softly, and not for the first time.
"That's easy for you to say." Natalie grumbled.
"Yeah it is." Kat grinned proudly, and then leaning into whisper, "And if you can recover enough to fuck my fat ass, you can recover again."
"Kat!" Natalie hissed, looking around frantically, "Shut up, before someone hears you."
"Like who? There's literally no one here." Kat indicated to the empty corridor, and then pushed her luck by pointing out at her normal volume, which was deafening in the otherwise abandon corridor, "Besides, if I know OUR Black Mistress, and I do, very, very well, she probably bought this entire place, just so she could have privacy to top her bitches."
"Kat! Oh my God!" Natalie exclaimed, finally knocking on the door, before grumbling, "I really can't believe you sometimes."
"It got you to get out of your own head, didn't it?" Kat smirked, "And it got you to knock on the door, so where I'm standing, win-win."
Even though this exchange caused Natalie to blush furiously, terrified that her career and maybe even her life would be ruined because her friend had a big mouth, she had to admit, she had something of a point. At the very least, it was better to just get this over with, regardless whether she could get through the night with a shred of dignity.
Sadly she was not off to a great start, given her initial hesitance, and the fact that she just couldn't get her mind off her ass hole stretching for a big black strap-on dick. Something which wasn't merely a fantasy for her, but a memory. And whether she wanted to admit it or not, it was a happy memory. One filled with many, many orgasms. and what happened next didn't exactly help.
Namely, the door almost immediately being opened by Elizabeth Olson, who beamed at them, and said, "Kat, Natalie, hey, it's great to see you again."
"It's great to see you too Liz." Kat grinned, looking down at Lizzie's naked body, "All of you."
"Yeah." Natalie mumbled, as despite herself, she just couldn't help ogling that body.
"You guys." Elizabeth blushed, before insisting, "Come in, come in, mmmmmmmmm, our Black Mistresses are expecting you."
"Black Mistresses?" Kat's eyes went wide, before she grinned, "Oooooooooh, this should be good."
"Uh-huh." Natalie quipped cautiously, given what she was currently seeing.
As she spoke last, Elizabeth turned around to reveal that her ass hole was gaping wide open. Which was hardly surprising, given who they were here to see. Fuck, the image of Lizzie's well-rounded white booty being hammered with a big black cock flash to Natalie's mind. Which again, was a memory, not a fantasy. And again, one that made her own ass hole quiver with fear, jealousy, and anticipation.
Kat's ass hole was probably having the same reaction, except without the fear part, as she strode into the apartment, leaving Natalie to close the door behind them, and then hurry to catch up with the two eager little bottoms. Which was kind of hard, given that quickly they were moving towards the loud sounds of pleasure coming from the bedroom to the luxurious suite.
Those sounds had been audible before, but the closer they got to their destination, the more deafening they seemed. And those sounds were very, very familiar, bringing back vivid memories. This time, of both causing them, and others causing them. Mostly their Black Mistress. And sure enough, just as Elizabeth had promised, Beyonce was a big factor in those sounds, but she wasn't the only factor.
No, Beyonce was joined by a very familiar face, and they were so busy DP'ing a white bitch, they didn't even notice the new arrivals. Which was understandable, given that the white bitch they were double teaming was one of the hottest and sluttiest little bottoms Natalie had ever had the pleasure of topping, namely Scarlett Johansson.
Scarlett was in heaven right now. Normally her Black Mistress didn't bother with her cunt, but now there was another Black Mistress joining the party, who had been graced with the privilege of taking The Black Widow's big fat booty. And oh God, she was taking it so well. Tessa Thompson was just fucking Scarlett Johansson's big fat ass so good, and everyone was loving it, but none more than the piece of meat in that sandwich.
None more than the submissive white slut, who got the privilege of being double stuffed by two black goddesses, who are currently making her the filling in an Oreo cookie. Something that she wanted to last forever, although she knew that being joined by their guests, was her cue to beg for more.
Of course, it was kind of hard to do that when she was currently being kiss by her Black Mistress, which was another treat Scarlett didn't get too often. Although it was more frequent than getting her pussy fucked by this goddess. And definitely more frequent than getting DP'ed. Sadly. Mistress Beyonce was picky about who she let use her fuck toys, but it seemed that in Mistress Tessa, she had found a kindred spirit.
Something that Scarlett was very, very grateful for, even now as the pleasure turned torturous. Then all of a sudden Mistress Beyonce broke the deep kiss she had been enjoying between them, slapped those big white titties, and gave the little lezzie whore the permission she had been waiting for.
"Ready to cum for us, whore?" Beyonce asked almost casually, after breaking their latest kiss.
"Yessssssssssssss, please let me cum my Black Mistress!" Scarlett quickly replied, then whimpered, "Please?"
"Then beg!" Beyonce ordered, giving those big white titties a hard double smack to emphasize her words.
"AH FUCK, yes my Black Mistress." Scarlett cried out, then whimpered, "Oh please, mmmmmmmmm, please my Black Mistress, make me cum. Make your white bitch cum from getting double fucked like the slut she is! The DP whore I am! Yesssssssssssssss, pound me, my Black Mistresses! Pound me hard! Wreck my pussy, Mistress Beyonce! Ruin my ass, Mistress Tessa! Just fuck me! Oh please, FUCK ME, OOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHH YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS! FUCK ME FUCK ME FUCKKKKKKKKKKKK MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE, AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!"
Apparently not needing much encouragement Mistress Tessa increased her pace, and not to be outdone, Mistress Beyonce also started thrusting upwards into Scarlett's cunt, strategically at first, but then with a ever increasing pace. Which was more than enough to make Scarlett become increasingly in coherent, no matter how much she tried, and would've definitely made her cum.
Hell, it normally did. Just not this time. No, ironically, the thing which pushed her over the edge was Mistress Beyonce reaching out to grab hold of her big tits, and roughly twisting the nipples. Which happened before, but never with this combination. Also, she had been caressing her Black Mistress's big boobs the entire time, and was doing so now, meaning that it was a truly overwhelming combination.
The best part of course, was that they were just getting started, Well, they were definitely expecting her to do some of the work, something that would be happening automatically, but for now, there was a Natalie or Kat, or even Elizabeth. No, there was just the three of them. And then there was just two big black cocks, and two slutty little fuck holes, eager to take them as hard as possible.
Oh yes, in that moment rich and famous megastar Scarlett Johansson was truly nothing but a couple of holes for superior women, which was just the way she wanted it. Maybe especially when she was cumming so hard that the rest of the world fell away, and there was nothing but the ecstasy she was experiencing.
Tessa knew that she should be saving her strength for the new arrivals, who she was very eager to get a piece of. But this was Scarlett Johansson! How could there be ever any other white girl that she'd want more? Oh yes, she was so jealous of Beyonce for getting there first, and making this big tittie bitch her anal slut.
Although the advantage of getting the sloppy seconds, or sloppy seventeenths as the case may be, was she had never had an easier time getting into a fat white ass. Oh yes, just one word from her Black Mistress, and this megastar had spread her cheeks, giving Tessa a very long, very pleasant night with her, filled with lots of hard and deep anal sex.
Even though she had pounded this ass pretty much relentlessly ever since then, Tessa just couldn't stop. No, she put her all into this latest ass pounding, confident that she could recover and perform just as well with the new arrivals. After all, it's what she had been doing for hours, with this incredibly hot white girl, so why wouldn't she get another second wind when she saw them?