Scarlett Page

Title: Scarlett Page’s Yoga Session

Scarlett Page was a rising star in the porn industry. With her stunning looks, toned yoga body, and insatiable appetite for cock, she was quickly becoming a fan favorite. Today, she had a special casting session scheduled with a prominent producer. Knowing what these sessions entailed, Scarlett made sure to come prepared.

Arriving at the studio, Scarlett was greeted by the producer, a sleazy middle-aged man with a wandering eye. “Scarlett, so glad you could make it,” he leered, his gaze roaming over her yoga pants that hugged her voluptuous curves. “I’ve seen your work and I must say, you’ve got quite the talent.”

Scarlett smiled coyly, playing up her naivety. “Oh, thank you so much! I’ve always loved yoga. It’s so…aerobic.”

The producer chuckled. “Oh, I’m sure we can come up with some very…aerobic positions for you to try.”

He led her to a small room with a yoga mat spread out. “Let’s start with some basic stretches, shall we? Show me what you’ve got.”

Scarlett slipped off her tank top, revealing a sports bra that barely contained her ample breasts. She knelt on the mat and began stretching, arching her back to give the producer a good view of her round ass. “Like this?” she asked innocently, looking back over her shoulder.

The producer adjusted his pants, clearly aroused by the display. “Excellent. Let’s move on to something a bit more…intense.”

Scarlett didn’t hesitate. She rolled over onto her back and spread her legs wide, reaching up to remove her sports bra. Her full tits bounced free, the hard nipples begging to be touched. “How about a butterfly stretch?” she suggested. Her hands traveled down her toned stomach to the waistband of her pants.

The producer licked his lips as Scarlett slowly pulled down her yoga pants, revealing herlack of panties beneath. Her pussy was perfectly shaved and glistening with arousal. She tossed the pants aside and brought her ankles together, spreading her knees wide. Her puffy labia were on full display, wet and inviting.

“Fuck, you’re a natural,” the producer groaned, striking a prominent bulge in his pants. “Why don’t you try something a bit more…explicit?”

Scarlett grinned, arranging herself on her hands and knees. She arched her back, pushing her ass up towards the producer. The perfect globes swayed hypnotically as she reached back to spread her cheeks, revealing a tight pink asshole. At the same time, she slipped a hand between her legs to rub at her dripping cunt.

“Mmm, dirty dog pose,” she cooed, eyeballing the producer. “Wanna join me?”

He didn’t need to be asked twice. Quick as a flash, he shed his clothes, thick cock springing free. He knee-walked up behind Scarlett and grabbed her hips, grinding his shaft between her ass cheeks.

Scarlett moaned, pushing back against him. “Mmm, I can feel that big cock. You like my tight little asshole, don’t you?”

“Fuck yeah,” he grunted, spitting on his fingers to rub at the puckered entrance. “Gonna fill this up.”

“I take it in the face too,” Scarlett reminded him, slipping a hand back to stroke his shaft. “Blow my fucking brains out.”

The producer needed no further invitation. Spurting ropes of spit into his hand, he used it to lube up his cock. Wrapping an arm around Scarlett’s waist, he lined up his cockhead with her asshole and pushed in with a loud grunt.

“Ohhh fuuuuuck!” Scarlett wailed, relishing the burning stretch of her ass. She loved being taken in the ass, the depravity of it only adding to her pleasure.

The producer set a brutal pace, slamming into Scarlett’s ass with gusto. The obscene sounds of skin slapping against skin and his grunts of exertion filled the room. Scarlett pushed back to meet his thrusts, sweat dripping down her back as she fucked herself on his cock.

“Gonna cum!” the producer warned, fingers digging into her hips hard enough to bruise. “Fuck, it’s so tight!”

Scarlett reached back to spread her ass, giving him an exquisite view of his cock hammering her hole. “Do it,” she panted, working a hand between her legs to frig her dripping pussy. “Oh fuck, paint my insides with your cum!”

With a roar, the producer buried himself to the hilt in Scarlett’s ass, cock spewing load after load of thick jizz straight into her guts. She climaxed around him with a squeal, cunt squirting a gush of pussy cream that ran down her thighs.

They collapsed together, the producer’s softening cock still nestled in Scarlett’s cum-sloppy asshole, both gasping for breath. Scarlett looked back over her shoulder with a sated smile. “What a wonderful, uh…aerobic workout.”

The producer chuckled and slapped her ass playfully. “You’re a keeper, Scarlett. I’ll definitely be casting you.”

“I can’t wait,” Scarlett purred, reaching back to extracting his cock from her abused hole with a squelch. “I’ll even bring a helmet for those deep throat scenes…”

The producer’s eyes widened. “This is going to be a very lucrative partnership indeed.”