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. I do not have known or have anything to do with Scarlett Johansson, Linda Carter, Kat Dennings, Christina Hendricks, Lindsay Lohan or Katy Perry.
Scarlett Johansson: Agent Red Ep. 01, I Caught a Spy and I Liked It
By Muhabba
Story Codes: Exhibition, Voyeur, F/F, MMM/F, Teen
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(Best when read in the voice of the guy that used to do the intro to the G.I. Joe cartoon:) Scarlett Johansson is Agent Red, working undercover as a Secret Service agent assigned to protect the President of the United States 18 year old son Thad, for B.R.E.A.S.T.S., the Bureaucratic Response and Engagement Action Squad and Tactical Strikeforce. When not protecting Thad, who has learned her secret, Agent Red protects the world from the evil organization S.L.U.T., the Sexually Liberated Unification Taskforce, led by their evil overlord Christina Hendricks. Following the orders of Director Linda Carter, Agent Red and B.R.E.A.S.TS. do whatever is necessary to stop S.L.U.T. from seducing their way to power and control of the world!
-9:35 PM, The White House, bedroom of Thad, the son of the President of the United States
"'I found myself strangely drawn to his hard, throbbing manhood'," Scarlett said in her deep, husky voice, never losing the light rhythm of her hand. "'My hand wasn't my own as it slowly reached out and began to deftly stroke the thick shaft pulsing before me'," she continued as she non-nonchalantly straightened up her position on the chair, the act made more difficult by the fact that both of her hands were occupied: her left by a found copy of a 20 year old stroke magazine and her right with the hard cock of the President's son.
Scarlett looked over at Thad's hard prick in her hand and then up at his face. "How have you not orgasmed yet? I haven't ever known you to last longer than five minutes before."
"I jacked off in the bathroom before bed," Thad answered as he reclined in bed with his hands behind his head, staring at Agent Johansson's pale thighs while she sat next to him, jacking him off, "I wanted to last longer." She wore the same suit-jacket, blouse, modest length skirt, and functional pumps that every other female agent wore but the outfit looked so much better on her.
"Oh brother," Scarlett muttered to herself as she rolled her eyes in frustration, added a small twist of her wrist to the hand stroking Thad's prick and got back to the dirty story. "'I lost all feeling in my legs and fell to my knees, the strange erection pointing to my gaping mouth'," she said as she held the President's son's penis more firmly in her hand. She squeezed the base of the hard tube of flesh before slowly working her hand up to the tip, rubbing her palm around the head before sliding it back down to the base.
"Mmm, yeah," Thad groaned in satisfaction as he slowly raised his hips up and down, fucking Agent Johansson's talented hand.
"'I leaned forward, grasping the veiny tool in my shaking hand'," Scarlett continued, slowly increasing her pace. "'I held the mighty pleasure shaft in my dainty hand as I slowly extended my tongue and..."
"Oh, Scarlett," Thad moaned, interrupting the busty agent.
"Now, now, now, let's keep this professional. It's 'Agent Johansson," Scarlett chided Thad as she gave short, firm strokes to the base of his throbbing penis.
"Oh, Agent Johansson," Thad moaned in appreciation.
"Very good," Scarlett said before resuming her story. "'I moaned at the taste of his manhood as I caressed it with my tongue..."
-10:00PM, The secret headquarters of S.L.U.T., inside the executive office of Christina Hendricks, Evil Overlord
Christina Hendricks reclined in her office chair, her pale legs spread wide, her giant breasts stretching the material of her white blouse as her chest heaved while she moaned in pleasure. "Use your tongue, Lindsay. By my command you will tongue-fuck me!" she ordered.
"Murmph, ahur, murph," Lindsay Lohan mumbled into Christina's wet, red-haired pussy. Her head was trapped inside of the Evil Overlord's tight skirt as she drove her tongue into the Master's dripping cunt. She wrapped her arms around Christina's trembling thighs draped over her shoulders, bracing herself as she shoved her tongue between the evil mastermind's dewy labia and into her tight pussy. She used her enhanced lips to roll her tongue into a tube and thrust it in and out of Christina's tight hole while she nuzzled the would-be planet conqueror's clit with her nose.
"Fuck yes!" Christina gasped in pleasure as she threw her head back, her red hair dangling half-way down the back of her chair. "I'm going to cum..." she hissed as she gripped Lindsay's own red hair and wrapped her thighs around her assistant's head and began humping her face.
"About time," Lindsay thought as she pushed her tongue as deep into Christina's gushing pussy as she could.
"Yesss..." Christina groaned out in lust as she came, her pussy gushing her warm fluids into Lindsay's obediently lapping mouth. Her blouse popped a button, shooting it across the room, as her chest heaved and she began trying to fight for breath, her sexy body spasming and her blue eyes clamped shut as she rode out her orgasm. "Oh, oh, oh..." she panted as she came down from her sexual high just as a knock came from the door to her inner sanctum.
Christina pushed Lindsay back and then began straightening her clothes, unaware of the great deal of pale cleavage poking out from where her button had popped. "Get the door, Lindsay," she said off-handedly as she sat up straighter in her executive chair.
Lindsay wiped the mixture of her drool and mad-woman's cum from her chin and stood up, straightening her own, non-descript, clothes. "She never reciprocates," she groaned inwardly in frustration, "I haven't gotten laid since I took this job." She readjusted her large, bra-less tits beneath her pale business suit and then opened the door. "It's Katy, Your Evilness," she announced to Christina.
"See her in," Christina said. "And bring some paper towels, my seat is wet."
"Yea me," Lindsay thought sarcastically as she opened the door. "Katy Perry to see you, oh Lady of Evil," she announced without a note of convection.
"She may enter," Christina announced as she stood up from behind her desk, her large tits swaying bra-less beneath her blouse.
Katy did what she always did after entering a room, stop and let everybody see what she was wearing. Tonight she was wearing a Lycra one piece corset and skirt, skin tight and splashed with every color of the neon rainbow. The corset pushed her already admirable tits up and out like a jiggling shelf of flesh and her tight skirt barely covered her well-rounded ass. Her dark hair fell around her face and shoulders in curling waves and her sparkling eyes took in Lindsay's damp chin and her boss's wide expanse of pale cleavage. "My evil Mistress," she said as she bowed, her wobbling tits nearly falling out of her top.
Christina gave a curt nod as she waved at the chair opposite her desk. "You may sit," she said, barely acknowledging that Katy had said anything. "Do you know what tomorrow is?" she asked.
