Naughty Scarlett Alexis Is Marchs Star Of The Month: Pornstar Interview & Hardcore Fuck

The camera pans over Scarlett Alexis’ voluptuous curves as she emerges from behind a partition, her sultry brown eyes locked on the interviewer’s lustful gaze. The busty brunette is dressed to impress, a lacy black bra barely containing her ample bosom, a matching G-string hugging her pert posterior. She strides over in skyscraper heels, each step deliberate, her wide hips swaying hypnotically.

“Hello there,” Scarlett purrs, perching on the edge of a leather chair across from him. “I’m Scarlett, March’s star of the month.” She crosses her long legs temptingly, the slit in her short robe riding up to reveal a tantalizing glimpse of silk-clad thigh.

The interviewer lets out a low whistle. “Damn girl, you are one fine piece of ass. Tell me, what inspired you to get into the adult film industry?”

Scarlett tosses her long dark hair over one shoulder and smiles, a glimmer of wicked mischief in her eyes. “Well, let’s just say I’ve always been a bit of an exhibitionist. I love the idea of people watching me, getting off to my body.” She stands up and does a slow turn, giving him a 360-degree view of her barely concealed assets.

“Plus, who wouldn’t want to get paid to fuck on camera?” she adds with a impish grin. “It’s all about the power too. I’ve always been into pleasing men, but now they can’t resist me either.”

The interviewer’s appreciative groan is music to her ears. “So you’ve had a lot of sex before you started porn?” He rubs his chin pensively. “How did you get so…skilled?”

“Practice,” Scarlett replies with a wink. She slides the robe off her shoulders, letting it pool on the floor around her heels. “Guys have always loved worshipping my tits and eating my pussy. I’ve spent many nights just lying back and letting them take their time with me.”

Suddenly, a porn star walks into the room, a massive bulge tenting his jeans. Scarlett’s eyes zero in on his crotch hungrily. “Ahem,” the interviewer coughs. “As interesting as that might be, we’re working here.”

Scarlett merely smirks. “Relax, stud. I can multitask.” She saunters over to the stud and drops to her knees, unbuckling his belt with practiced ease. His cock springs free, rock hard and throbbing.

“Mmm, hello Mr. Mandingo,” she coos, stroking his impressive length. “I’ve been looking forward to this all day.” Her full lips wrap around his tip, swirling her tongue skillfully.

The interviewer dashes off-camera as Scarlett takes the stud deeper, gagging slightly but persisting until she’s engulfed him to the hilt. Drool runs down her chin as she bobs enthusiastically, loving the feeling of his hands fisting in her hair, urging her on.

Next thing she knows, she’s being bent over the casting couch, her ass in the air and her robe flipped up. A thick finger parts her swollen lips and delves into her dripping snatch. “Fuck, you’re so wet!” the stud exclaims. “I could shove my whole fist in you!”

“Mmm, do it,” Scarlett moans desperately, backing onto his hand. “I can take it. Stuff me full!” He obliges, pumping his forearm in and out of her specialized cunt as he parts her clit with his other hand. Her thighs quake and she clenches around him, soaked almost instantly.

Then the head of his cock is nudging at her entrance, and with a swift thrust, he’s buried deep in her velvety heat. “Ahhh!” Scarlett cries out, fingers scrabbling at the couch for purchase as he pounds into her. Each stroke sets her entire body trembling, her pussy squelching obscenely as he stretches and fills her again and again.

The stud pulls her up onto his lap, her back arched and her tits bouncing wildly. He spreads her ass cheeks and slides into her puckered hole, grunting at the snug resistance. “Fuck yeah, I knew your ass would be tight!” he growls, hammering his cock up into her bowels. Scarlett mewls brokenly, Impaled on both his hands still stuffed inside her cunt. “That’s it, take it! Take my cock!”

Time seems to stand still as they fuck in a frenzy, all but forgetting the camera capturing their carnal debauchery. Scarlett is reduced to a quivering, mewling mess, her mind going blank of all thought except the overwhelming ecstasy of being utterly used. ” Cum for me,” the stud groans, jackhammering speed furiously into her ass. “I wanna feel you squirt on my cock!”

His words are music to her ears, and with a final thrust that has her seeing stars, Scarlett comes undone. Her vagina clamps down on his hands like a vise as her fluids squirt out in a seemingly endless stream, drenching the couch and floor. She convulses mindlessly, gasping and shuddering through her earth-shattering orgasm.

The stud isn’t far behind, his balls slapping like a jackhammer. With a final guttural shout, his cock erupts deep in Scarlett’s ass, filling her most shameful hole with thick jets of hot cum. They collapse together, sweaty and panting, as he continues to slowly pump into her essence.

“That’s a wrap.” The interviewer’s voice breaks through the lust haze. “Scarlett Alexis, everybody!” Scarlett gives a shaky grin as she crawls off the still-spurting cock and gets unsteadily to her feet, cum oozing down her thighs. She winks at the camera with a come-hither look.

“Thanks for tuning in,” she says breathlessly. “Be sure to catch the rest of my mind-blowing scenes when my new feature hits theaters! As always, I’m happy to take your loads.” The interviewer chuckles as she saunters away, leaving an indelible impression on the audience’s loins.