"Not The Trip Home I Expected..."
with Scarlett Johansson
Written by nikkiluvs2smile
(FF, voy, mast)

DISCLAIMER: This is a work of fiction and my imagination nothing more.




My parents had gotten divorced the summer between high school and college so I had tried to avoid most of the drama by moving to college a couple weeks early. I let myself get caught up in school, the new scenery and people making it easy to just enjoy myself; so it wasn't a surprise when my first year went by so fast.

About a week before classes ended I got a call from my dad inviting me home for the summer so we could spend more time together and that's when he dropped the bombshell; claiming that he had started seeing someone and it sounded like things were pretty serious.

I didn't know how to react at first but as the week went on I realized that I was happy for him being able to move on and find someone who cared for him and I hoped my mom could too. About an hour away from getting home my dad called and said he wanted me to meet him and his new "friend" for dinner and thought it would be easier for me to meet her outside of the house.

I wasn't too excited since I had been driving the last five hours but I wanted to give him and her my support so I pulled in and parked smiling a little to myself. The hamburger place was mix of fast food and a high end restaurant and just happened to be my favorite place growing up.

There was still a little chill in the air as I got out in a hoody sweatshirt and my favorite pair of jeans that were pretty worn but so comfortable. After looking around I spotted my dad and walked over with a smile and gave him a hug before sitting down.

"How's school going?" he smiled.

I could tell he was a little nervous about me meeting his new friend.

"It's good dad," I replied. "It was actually a lot of fun, and the classes weren't too bad."

After some small talk I saw my dad smile like I hadn't seen in a long time and turned to see what had made him so happy. I thought my eyes were going to pop out of my head. The only woman walking our way was a stunning blonde that was returning my dad's smile with her own that seemed to light up the room.

Watching my dad stand up to great her I immediately got up also.

"Honey," he said looking at me, "This is my fiancée Scarlett."

Taken aback, I was doubly shocked to hear him introduce her as his fiancée.

"Scarlett, this is my daughter Nicole."

"It's so nice to meet you." she said as she leaned in for a hug. "Your dad talks about you all the time"

"You're Scarlett Johansson..." I managed to say, causing them both to laugh a little as we sat down.

The two of them immediately sat close and held hands.

"I told your dad we should have told you about our relationship earlier, but he wanted to see your reaction."

"Thanks a lot dad!" I playfully pouted, before I laughed along with them.

"So do you prefer Nicole or Nikki?" the actress asked.

"Either is fine with me," I told her, "Some people even call me Nic."

"Is it OK if I call you Nikki?" Scarlett beamed. "I know we don't know each other that well but I'd really like to be friends."

I happily agreed and we quickly got to know each other while we ate our hamburgers and shared some fries. As we cleaned up and walked out, I headed to my car as they made their way to theirs.

Scarlett was wearing a fitted red t-shirt and Khaki Capri pants that showed off her calves a little. As I was getting into the car she turned and gave me another one of her world class smiles and waved.

"See you at home."

I couldn't help but return her smile as I got in my car and sat there for a moment processing the last hour.

My dad who was in his 40's was now dating a woman seven or eight years older than me, and not only that but she was Scarlett Johansson one of the most beautiful women she had ever seen. As I drove home I couldn't stop thinking about that smile but then my phone had buzzed me back into reality.




"Hey Nikki, did you make it home alright?" one of my roommates Sara asked.

"Just about there," I told her, "Ended up having dinner with my dad and his fiancée."

"Fiancée, really? Wow I thought you said they were just dating? Did you two get along or do you need help burying the body?"

I had to laugh. Sara could always make me laugh.

"We actually got along alright," I admitted. "She's a lot younger than my dad though, but that's not all."

"You remember what happens when you tease me don't you?" I added leasing a little.

I could tell Sara was smiling as my heart missed a beat and I recalled dancing with her at a party and whispering naughty things back and forth until she pinned me against the wall and kissed me hard on the lips and thrust her hand down into my pants.

"I remember teasing you had some good results, but the real surprise is his fiancée is Scarlett Johansson!"

Sara was shocked into silence as I pulled into the driveway and turned the car off and grabbed a couple bags from the back seat. As I walked through the front door I noticed my dad was in his office on the phone as he usually was when he wasn't off on a trip and my new step-mom Scarlett was on the couch reading what I could only assume was a script.

"So you're telling me your new mom is Scarlett Johansson?" Sara exclaimed through the phone.

I couldn't help but laugh as I made myself at home and started some laundry.

"She's my step-mom Sara, not mom!" I told her as we continued to converse.

"No way are you going to call me mom!" I then heard from the other room, making me blush and giggle.

"How about Blondie or Johan?" I teased back.

Both of us laughed as Sara listened intently on the phone. That's when Scarlett stuck her tongue out at me and I just smiled and realized we were going to get along just fine.

"You can call me Scarlett and that's it!" she added with a playful slap on my arm and went to the kitchen for a drink.

"So where are you now?" My BFF asked.

"Well I just got to my room and it doesn't look like anything has been moved."

I put my things away as we continued talking.

"Finally!"

"Finally what?" I asked a little confused.

"Roommates finally left so I can have some peace and quiet. Is your door open still?"

"Yeah why?" I asked playfully knowing what she was thinking about.

Knowing her the way I did, I slipped my hoody off revealing a purple t-shirt with black lettering.

"Hmm, you know why." I heard her breathing heavily as I could tell she was already touching herself.

Thinking fast, I closed my bedroom door and leaned against it as I juggled my phone so I could undo my pants and slide a hand in over my panties. Applying a little pressure with my middle two fingers I rubbed my aching clit in tiny circular motions trying my best to keep quiet.

"Tell me what you're doing right now?" I said a little quietly as I moved over to my bed and sat down.

"I'm looking at myself in the mirror, and fingering myself." she confessed breathlessly.

Hearing that, I pushed my jeans off and laid back on my bed rubbing and playing with myself more intently.

"What about you?"

"I'm on my bed rubbing myself, wishing it was you." I told her.

"Yeah? You want to rub my clit and feel how warm it is and how wet you make me?"

"Oh fuck Sara, you sound like you're all worked up right now."

"I am Nikki. I haven't gotten off at all the last couple days. I miss you so much."

"Anything I can do to help?" I offered. "Just let know what I can do."

"Tell me about Scarlett," she panted. "Tell me what she was wearing today."

I have to admit I was initially caught off guard by her suggestion, but I feeling bold I decided to play along.

"Well she was wearing a red t-shirt and Capri pants."

Her Sara moan a little louder, I continued to describe her smile and in the middle of saying something I had to pull the phone away from my ear as her orgasm finally hit her and as usual she was extremely loud.

"Well I'm glad my step mom could help you cum!" I laughed a little.

"Nikki..." Sara panted while trying to catch her breath. "You need to do something about her being there. I think you could have a lot of fun."

"What? What do you mean? You don't mean... Sara there's no fucking way I'm going to try to get with my dad's fiancée!"

"You don't want to miss out on any opportunities do you?" she snickered.

Laughing together we finished talking and she went to clean up as I laid there on my bed mindlessly rubbing myself. Hearing a knock on my door I quickly pulled up my blanket to cover myself as Scarlett poked her head in the room.

"Nikki? You're laundry finished so I tossed it in the dryer, OK?"

"Thanks Scarlett," I said a little surprised at how sweet and friendly she appeared to be.

After saying goodnight I took a couple breaths and closed my eyes. I woke up with a start and looked at the clock and noticed that it was only an hour later but I had just had the most vivid dream about Scarlett.

The feel of her touch and especially the kisses I experienced had felt so real that before I realized it I was rubbing myself again thinking about the dream. Some moonlight lit up my room a little falling on my bed as I let my fingers linger over my clit before sliding my digits into my wet pussy.




I rolled onto my side as I played with myself sliding my other hand up under my shirt and pinched my stiff nipple causing myself to gasp a little. Just then, as I continued to play I saw something by my door and realized it was still open a little and my breath caught.

I stopped for moment and lay completely still for a moment but I didn't hear anything so I closed my eyes and started rubbing again, grinding my hips against my fingers as I explored my dripping sex.

I opened my eyes just enough to peek out and in the moonlight I could just make out a little movement at the door and I could see someone's leg and that made my breath catch.

At first I thought it was my dad but he didn't get up that much at night and then I saw the dark material of a night gown hanging down. I remember smiling to myself and my heart racing as I realized Scarlett Johansson was hiding by my door covertly watching me as I lay in bed masturbating.

I didn't want her to realize that I knew she was there so I kept rubbing and let out a soft moan and what I saw next almost drove me over the edge.

Her flowing blonde hair is the first thing I detected before she slowly peeked her face around the door frame, the shadows on her face and eyes illuminated by a small sliver of moonlight. Knowing my face was in the shadow I opened my eyes a little more staring into her face.

I had masturbated with friends before, in front of them and side by side, but something about this seemed even more thrilling and erotic, not able to resist I rolled onto my back and pushed my blanket out of the way, granting her a clear view of my nakedness and my bare thighs.

With my legs spread a little, I buried my fingers deep inside of me and start to climax as I watched her lick her lips seductively and that brought it on even quicker as my juices flooded over my delving fingers.

As my breathing deepened and I pretended to be asleep I quietly whispered and half moaned her name, "Scarlett..."

I tried to do it just soft enough that she would wonder if she really heard it, and with a smile on my face I drifted off to sleep.

The next morning I was woken up by the garage door even before the sun was up and after pressing the pillow to my face I got up and showered and dressed, still smiling a little thinking of the previous night and wondering how Scarlett would act around me.

I put on a white tank top and an old pair of soccer shorts and headed into the kitchen where I saw her by the stove making some pancakes. I had to smile and watch her for a moment; she was wearing a pair of tan shorts and a red tank top that when she turned around I noticed had a low neckline and showed off a bit of cleavage.

I blushed a little when she glanced over her shoulder and saw me standing there.

"Good morning."

"Are you making pancakes?"

"Actually, strawberry pancakes."

"Yummy, do you need a hand?"

"Nope, I think I got it. There's some on the plate there if you want them?"

As I reached for them she turned back to the stove and our bare arms brushed against each other momentarily. I was about to pull away when I noticed she didn't mind the contact, and I have to admit I enjoyed it immensely too.

Both of us then stood at the counter eating our breakfast and making some small talk.

"So do you have any plans while you're home?" she enquired.

"I just want to take some lazy time you know? Maybe veg out and recover a little from school. What about you? What do you have going on?"

"Well I've got three scripts I need to read by the end of the week, and let my agent know what I think."

She patted a pile of scripts and didn't look to excited to read any. Picking one up I look at it and flip through it a little.

"I could help you if you want?" I offered. "I don't know a lot about movies but I could help."

"Really? That's very sweet of you Nikki. How about this, I'll make a couple copies and maybe you can help me read through them?"

"Sure that sounds like fun" I beamed. "I'll try to help out however I can."

A few moments later we were sitting on the couch and had decided on a romantic comedy script which we started to read and soon had us both laughing and sighing from the romantic themes.

We would even act out little parts and then crack up laughing, but as we read the parts about holding hands and cuddling, that was all I could think about and I slowly let my hand slide off my leg and onto the couch between us and I could tell Scarlett noticed because she misread one of her lines.

Soon after that she moved her hand a little closer to mine and I used my pinkie to gently brush up against her hand and she slowly turned her hand so her palm was facing up and I tenderly slid my hand over hers until we interlaced our fingers and held hands. The reading went on like this, without either of us mentioning the fact that we were now holding hands.

At the end of reading through the first kiss in the script was mentioned, and I nervously turned to look at her.

"Scarlett what's it like to kiss in the movie? I mean I know it's just a kiss but how do you get ready for it?"

"It is kind of different. When I do it I just do a quick kiss but if the script calls for something longer I imagine I'm kissing someone I really care for, or at least my character cares for."

I nodded my head as she explained her technique.

"Yeah I can see how you'd want to make it look convincing but I don't know. I think I would feel silly with people standing around like that watching me?"

"Well I'm sure you've kissed in front of people before right?" she smiled. "It's not that different."

"Yeah I guess you're right. Like when I kissed my friend Sara a lot of people watched."

Scarlett got a funny look on her face at first but then smiled.

"Does your dad know about your... curiosity?"

"No, and I'm not sure if I should tell him either."

"Well maybe we can figure out a good way and tell him together?"

"Really Scarlett? Thank you so much that means a lot!" I exclaimed as we embraced and hugged one another.

Feeling bold, I then waited an extra moment before I asked her another question.

"Can I ask you something? Have you ever had to kiss another girl in a movie?"

"No. I've been asked but I told them I would only do it if it made sense for the story. You know, how some people like to put stuff like that in a movie just to get people to see it?"

"Yeah I know what you mean, but I think I would go and see it if you were in it!" I confessed, before sharing a smile that took my breath away.

"Scarlett, would it be weird if we kissed?" I boldly suggested. "You know, I'm kind of curious and I was thinking maybe..."

Before I could finish Scarlett leaned in and closed her eyes, as my heart raced and I leaned in to meet her lips for the first time. Her lips were so soft and smooth, I could taste a little of her strawberry lip gloss. Sharing this exquisite moment together, the blonde bombshell finally pulled back a little and we looked into each other's eyes.

"Wow, Nikki I... I um..."

Before she could explain, I swiftly leaned in against and kissed her more passionately and this time slid my hand around her neck and pulled her into the kiss, pressing our lips together as we kissed again and again. My heart was racing as I felt her kiss me back returning the passion and sentiment.

Slowly I slid my hand from her hand up her bare arm, slowly enjoying the close touch and contact, all the way up to her shoulder as I pulled her in a little closer and slowly parted my lips.

I could feel her doing the same and I slowly slipped the tip of my tongue out and as soon as it touched her lips I heard the garage door start to open and it caused us both to jump with fright to the opposite ends of the couch.

Terrified, I got up and as I was walked to my room Scarlett whipped her mouth and reached over and squeezed my hand and gave me a little smile, sending shivers up my spine. As it turned out, Dad had said he came home that afternoon to have lunch with us and see how we were getting along.

Little did he know.

To her credit Scarlett was a great actress and told him how well we got along and how much help I was. After lunch I excused myself and headed to my room and started putting my laundry away, and it was there I slowly licked my lips still tasting her lip gloss and smiled.

The rest of the day was pretty uneventful and after dinner and a movie I decided to go to bed. After changing into my usual pajamas, an old grey t-shirt and PJ pants, I got into bed and listened to some music as I fell asleep.

It was around two in the morning when I woke up to a knock on my door, and still half-asleep I got up and opened it to find Scarlett there in the dark.

"Are you still awake? Can I come in?" she whispered as I stepped back letting her in.

I closed the door behind her as she sauntered into my room and walked back to my bed and turned a lamp on not wanting to blind us both.

"I'm sorry," Scarlett apologized. "I didn't mean to disturb you. I just had a few things on my mind."

"It's OK. I was already kind of awake, what's going on?"

I looked at her for the first time since she came in and caught my breath as I realized what she was wearing. She was scantily clad in a black lace nightie that didn't even reach her knees, and had red lace accents across her breasts almost highlighting the cleavage that it showed off. I was speechless for a moment as she took the opportunity to explain.

"Nikki, I haven't been able to fall asleep. I keep thinking about the kiss, and I should feel guilty but I just can't stop thinking about it."

Without saying anything I stood up and took a step closer and took her hands in mine and looked in her eyes.

"Scarlett, you can kiss me again if you want," I almost whispered. "But if you don't I understand."

I waited for a moment but it felt like forever till I saw the smile on her face, and my heart raced as she finally leaned in and kissed me again. Not wasting any time, I immediately parted my lips inviting her tongue inside as I slid my hands around her waist and pulled her a little closer.

Next I felt her arms as she wrapped them around my neck and shoulders, and then I felt her lips part and I moved the tip of my tongue to her lips and moved it back and forth savoring the lip gloss all over again and both of us giggled.

Her tongue felt so wet and soft, so moist on my tongue that I sighed and just did all I could to enjoy the moment; only to feel her hands on my shoulders as she took a step back and looked down at the floor.

Her hair framed her face perfectly and fell down over her breasts showing the contrast of her dark blonde hair against the pale skin of her breasts. I wanted nothing more than to reach up and feel the soft skin of her breasts and see how they felt in my hands as I caressed them.

"You know, I saw you the other night."

The quiet whisper shook me out of my fantasy land.

"You saw me? What do you mean?" I asked hoping she would talk to me about it.

"Last night I couldn't sleep so I got up for a drink and heard a noise in your room so I came to check on you. Only you were... you were touching yourself in your sleep."

Scarlett blushed brightly as she confessed all, and took another deep breath as she waited to see my reaction.

"Are you sure that's what you saw?"

"I'm pretty sure I know what that looks like."

"So, what did you do?"

"Well I wanted to make sure you were OK so I checked on you then went back to bed."

"Are you sure that you didn't stay and watch?"




The "Iron Man 2" star was still looking down at the floor as I spoke to her, so I decided to tease her just a little and slid my hand over my PJ pants and rubbed myself just a little bit and I heard her hold her breath.

"Tell me the truth, Scarlett."

"Yes, I stayed and watched."

"I know you did." I replied, which caused her to look up a little shocked.

"I knew you were watching and it felt so good knowing you I couldn't resist."

"You knew I was watching and you kept going?" she whispered in her husky tone.

"Did you enjoy watching me?" I ask her bluntly.

After brushing some hair behind her ear she smiled and nodded.

"Is that why you really came to my room tonight, at two in the morning?" I claimed with a smile on my face as I slowly slid my PJ pants to the ground and now stood there in nothing more than my t-shirt and purple panties.

"Can I?"

"Can you what?"

"Can I watch you play Nikki?"

I answered her question by taking her by the hand and led her to the edge of my bed and motioned for her to sit down, while I crawled up on my bed giving her a view of my ass and I sat with my back to the wall and faced her.

I spread my legs a little and her eyes darted to my panties. I looked down and there was a growing wet spot as I smiled at her and slowly pulled my panties off and threw them on the bed by her.

I started rubbing my clit with one finger and spread my juices around making sure she could see. I slid my other hand down and slowly slipped a finger into my tight pussy watching her eyes light up as I did.

"There are a couple pillows if you want to get more comfortable?" I suggested, as I continued to explore myself in front of the actress.

Scarlett could only squirm and shift around as I played for her benefit and I caught a great view of her black lace thong underneath. Just seeing it made me finger myself that little bit faster as I let my eyes wander over her remarkable body. Our eyes locked as I slid my hand up my shirt pushing it up and played with my own nipples, a little look of surprise on her face as she noticed I was not wearing a bra.

"Oh Scarlett, this feels so good..." I panted.

"Sshhh," she whispered back and I smiled.

"Scarlett, come a little closer so we don't make too much noise." I added.

I spread my legs more as she moved a little closer and she tucked her legs under her and stretched out her own thong making me stare more at her. Resting a leg on her bare thigh I grabbed on to my shirt and pulled it up and off exposing my entire naked body to her and feeling so loved as she sat there openly ogling and admiring me.

"Do you like watching me touch myself, Scarlett?" I whispered seductively.

The actress simply nodded.

"Nikki, I can't look away."

I closed my eyes for a moment then I felt her hand on my bare calf, and as I opened my eyes I watched and felt as her hand slowly slid up and down my bare leg, from my ankle to knee and back again.

"Your skin is so soft," she purred, as my middle two fingers were buried into my pussy.

By this time I was bucking my hips up against them and exploring myself as she gently caressed me.

"Ooh Scarlett," I cooed, "Please kiss me again. Please kiss me, Scarlett!"

That was all the urging it took as she leaned in and kissed my lips, her hands sliding up over my hare thighs to my hips and roaming around a little, but nervous about going too far. Her tongue slithered into my mouth as I fingered myself faster feeling the heat build up inside of me.

"Scarlett," I moaned softly. "I'm going to cum. I'm so close."

She broke the kiss and looked me in the eye.

"Cum for me Nikki!" she urged. "I want you to look deep in my eyes as you cum!"

I wanted so much to hold onto it and delay the orgasm to enjoy the moment but with what she said I couldn't hold on any longer and I leaned my head back and bucked hard over my thrusting fingers a couple more times and let out a deep groan as the orgasm washed over me. I had to bite my lip to keep quiet and I hugged her tight as my body shook and slowly leaned back breathing heavily.

"Oh fuck, that was so intense!" I giggled a little at myself.

"That was amazing to watch, Nikki." she confessed, her face flushed red with arousal.

"It made it so much better having you here, Scarlett."

We kissed again but then heard a noise in the kitchen and before I could do anything she swiftly hopped up off the bed and rushed for the door in panic.

"So you're OK now Nikki? It was just a nightmare sweetheart." she said a little loudly so that my dad could hear her from the kitchen.

At the door, she winked slyly at me before she was gone leaving me to sleep.

The next morning when I was putting my PJ's back on I couldn't find my panties and I smiled to myself a little thinking Scarlett might have taken them and that only turned me on more.