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Christina Hendricks - #SelfDate
« on: December 26, 2019, 02:56:49 PM »
Christina Hendricks - #SelfDate

This story is entirely fictional and is in no way connected with the subject. This story contains adult material and is only suitable for people over the age of 18. If you are under 18 please stop reading now. All characters appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living, dead, or undead, is purely coincidental. All characters portrayed in this story are over 18. Do not use this without my permission. (c) Copyright Viper_Noj 2002 onwards. Now, on with the story!

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Divorce. It had seemed like just another word, something other people went through. But here she was, separated from her husband and proceeding with their divorce. Things had been rocky for a while, they had just grown apart as people, and though that seemed like such a cop out response, it was true. They weren't the people they had been when they married a decade earlier.

Christina had moved out of their shared home and got herself a new place, nothing permanent yet but it was comfortable whilst she went through the arduous process of their divorce and splitting of finances; that certainly wasn't something to look forward to and she dreaded it every time it crossed her mind. At the moment she was able to keep herself occupied, working on a new film and staying on location in a hotel, well away from her ex where she could just focus on work. It was healthy for her to have something to do else she'd just mope around feeling sorry for herself, her confidence knocked and self-esteem shot. The only thing that was a problem was her sexual frustration. It had been months since she'd had sex with her husband due to their mounting troubles, and now she was single and had nobody on hand to help her out. To top it off she felt miserable about herself, concerned it was a little too late to attract somebody new and that she was overweight and not in her best shape right now.

After another days shooting, which had seemed slow and tortuous in places and not been helped by her feckless assistant who never managed to get anything right for her. She headed back to her hotel again to while away the evening, having an excellent meal at the hotel restaurant before retiring to her bedroom. The door closed, leaving her in near silence; a sense of loneliness rushed up on her and she felt a surge in her chest, before taking a breath and letting it pass, dropping her things down and kicking her shoes off as she stepped into the room. Her intention was a nice hot shower, so she set it running in the bathroom and went back to the bedroom to strip her clothes off. Unzipping her dress, she wiggled it down and let it fall to the floor to leave her in her simple black underwear, wearing basic cotton panties and a lightly lined bra to contain her massive breasts. It was nothing sexy, and she wondered if she should start wearing something fancier again to make herself feel more desirable, but that was a concern for another time. Christina reached back and released the bra, giving a sigh of relief as her magnificent puppies were set free and casting it aside onto the floor as they bounced heavily on her chest. She quickly pushed her panties down and kicked them away as she turned towards the bathroom.

She closed the door as she stepped into the bright room, tiles cold beneath her bare feet as she nipped across the floor and pulled herself into the shower, water already steaming and hot, inviting her to engulf her famous curves under the cascade. Christina shivered at the warmth, closing around her body securely and making her shudder in pleasure, relaxing as she let out a deep breath and took a few moments to be calm. She enjoyed the hot, decadent shower for several minutes, running her hands over every inch of her pale body as she lathered herself up and got herself refreshed, feeling so much better once she turned the shower off and slid into a nice crisp towel, all ready and waiting for her. She wrapped herself in one and padded back into the hotel room, drying the tips of her red hair with another towel as she looked around the room, pondering what to do with herself. The day hadn't ended too late and she had some time on her hands – and was feeling very, very horny.

She hadn't really noticed it, but this urge and need had been building up in her, and now alone in her hotel room it got a grip of her. She shifted her hips as she felt compelled to touch, throwing the other towel aside and contemplating what she could do for a minute, looking to her bags. Being on her own now, she'd brought some of her sex toys with her; like most women, she owned some to play with on her own, though she'd used them less in recent times but now they had a more important place in her life. Stepping over to her bag, she opened it up to reveal the toys she had stashed away, which included a smooth bullet vibrator, a much larger vibrator and a thick glass dildo. Easily selecting the bullet vibrator, her hand hesitated, hovering over her other toys; she contemplating the larger vibrator as well but paused, taking in how horny she was and knowing she needed more, hand moving carefully to the large glass toy. Picking it up, she hefted the weight of the thick glass cock, taking in the size of it as she closed her soft hand around it.

It was around eight inches long and thick, a pretty large toy and more than she would usually be interested in. It'd been bought for her and she had initially shunned it as too big for her to take, comfortably at least, but after using it a few times she had started to love it and found it just hit the spot for her perfectly when she was really turned on and needing something special to press her buttons, like now. Grabbing her bottle of lube too, she skipped back to the bed and dropped the toys down before discarding her towel onto the edge of the bed and jumping naked onto the sheets. Settling down into the soft bed she immediately grabbed her bullet and twisted it to turn it on, jumping to life in her hand before pressing it down between her legs and straight onto her clit, making her jolt and kick as she very directly hit the spot with it. Christina gave a groan of pleasure as she worked the tip of the buzzing bullet around her most delicate spot, carefully tingling at the periphery of her button as she rolled her hips in unison with it for the utmost pleasure. She didn't want to come too quickly, wanting to build her orgasm up, so teased herself with the toy slowly.

Reaching out, she grasped the cold glass dildo and pulled it over to herself, lifting the thick toy over between her legs then reaching out for the lube to help herself take it. Though she was very turned on and knew from experience that she could get the dildo into herself quite comfortably, she absolutely loved the smooth, slick feeling when it was thoroughly lubed up, the thick glass just effortlessly and inexorably slipping into her body and stretching her out. She continued to work the bullet around her clit and tease up her puffy labia, wrist resting on her neatly trimmed triangle of dark pubic hair as she flipped the cap of the lube bottle open. Having to let go of the bullet, she dropped the trembling toy onto the bed and picked up the glass toy, squeezing lube along its length before standing the bottle aside and rubbing the silky lube all over the ridged glass cock. She reached down to rub the excess lube over her pussy, sighing as it mixed with her own abundant juices, preparing her fully.

She lowered the glass dildo between her legs as she wiped her hand hastily on the towel, still on the bed beside her, and picked up her bullet again in readiness. She took a solid grip on the base of the glass toy and lined it up with her dripping, hungry pussy, just letting the cold glass touch and tantalise her entrance, making her tremble in trepidation. Working the bulbous head a little to separate her lips and ready herself completely, she took a deep breath, held it, and then slowly let it out and in one smooth, rapid motion slid the whole dildo inside herself until the base pressed against her body. Her muscles clenched and contracted suddenly at the cold glass she suddenly buried into her body, serving onto to squeeze her silky vagina tightly around the shaft and make the icy sensation even more intense. Her abs crunched hard as her thighs pressed together, arching up from the bed as she gave a deep, strained inhale, eyes squeezed shut as she was totally overwhelmed by the thick glass dildo coldly stretching her out.

She gave a series of hard gasps before controlling herself, slowly her breathing as her body tingled all over with goose pimples, nipples screwing themselves up hard on her gorgeous breasts as her clit throbbed with excitement, vagina giving spasms around the thick, hard glass invader. Getting in charge of herself again, she settled back into the bed and stretched out, spreading her legs again and bringing her bullet back into play, getting it back onto her clit above the hard glass toy. She gave another quivering shake as the vibrations rocked her body again, straining into the bullet momentarily before she got on working it around her button, circling it again and withdrawing the thick dildo slowly from her slick pussy, effortlessly sliding back from her silky, lubed tunnel till just the tip was inside her, bulbous head just holding on inside her body before she slowly slid the entire length of it back into her body with a shudder that cranked her further towards orgasm.

Christina wanted to build it slowly but things were bubbling away very nicely towards a climax and she was enticed to chase it. Restraining herself, she eased the pressure on the bullet and slowed her her work on her clit, focusing on the dildo now as she worked her hand into a rhythm with it, pulling the thick toy out of herself almost all the way and then sinking it back in, the abundant lube allowing her to easily and swiftly thrust the toy into herself despite its size. It was long and thick, bigger than any cock she'd had for a long time, but her pussy was ready now, body relaxed and stretching easily around the hard, immovable glass penetrating her so completely. Her arm got faster, thrusting it more powerfully into herself, driving it against her body as she buried it within her, feeling all the contours and shaped moulded into the dildo as they lit up her nerve endings. Her groans were quite throaty, intense and moreover loud into her semi-dark room, suddenly catching herself and trying to quiet down.

Unable to deny the sweet, soulful pleasure she was instigating in herself, increasing with every drive of the dildo and circle of the vibrator, she turned her head to bite at the pillow. Leaning out to snatch it, she pulled it closer with her teeth and then bit down on it, taking a mouthful of the soft bedding and moaning loudly into the padding, her love sounds muffled significantly. Working the dildo in harder, faster, shorter strokes she cranked up her pleasure, groaning loudly at the sweet sensations of pleasure spreading throughout her body, legs tingling and pussy clenching down tightly around the thick, cool glass. But something wasn't quite there, it wasn't enough somehow, as if she were still missing something and it wasn't quite hitting the spot properly. Slowing the dildo to a casual rock, she opened her eyes and looked up at the ceiling with a sigh of frustration, unable to fathom it, thinking about it for a few moments until an idea crossed her mind.

Her ass. It wasn't something she did often, only enjoying anal play sometimes, and then only with her toys when she was in control of it. Sure she'd done anal sex before, for a couple of boyfriends and her husband, but not that often and she didn't particularly enjoy it. It hadn't been unpleasant per se, but she hadn't liked them being in charge of it and they often failed to pleasure her properly with it, instead just enjoying her tight asshole wrapped around their cock. Taking a breath, she decided it was what she needed, and she was going big with it tonight. Sliding the slick glass dildo out of her pussy, she felt her heart beating as she put the bullet down and grabbed the lube again, squeezing more onto the thick head of the dildo before she rolled her legs back and spread them so she could push the toy into place against her tightest, most forbidden hole. She tentatively pressed it against herself, getting it into position and readying herself, taking a deep breath.

With a hard push she squeezed the dildo into herself, pushing out to accommodate it as it stretched its way through her tight asshole and into her body. Christina let out a gasping wail of sensation into the pillow as she drove the thick glass toy into herself, not stopping until the base of it was against her body, overwhelmed by the cold, hard dildo sliding into her tightest hole. She couldn't contain herself again, shaking and tensing as her body as she let the feeling of the cold glass rock her for a moment, gasping her pleasure to the darkened room. Fumbling her bullet back into play, she pressed it into her clit and arched up hard from the bed at the pleasure coursing through her, grinding her hips up into her touch and pulling the toy back to thrust it into her once more. Wasting no time, Christina started thrusting the large dildo in and out of her ass, her tight sphincter hugging it intently as the lube let it slide inexorably into her body.

It was exactly what she needed, it had definitely been the right move as she thumped it into herself, ratcheting up the pace swiftly as it felt fantastic and she couldn't help herself, rapidly circling the buzzing bullet vibrator around her clit more intently now as she felt the tingles of orgasm spilling over to a big climax. Not even trying to fight or prolong it any further, the voluptuous redhead pumping the toy into her ass, hard and deep, loving the sensations as she worked it to slightly different angles with every thrust as she energetically rubbed and circled herself with her bullet to unleash her orgasm. There was just a few seconds further where time seemed to stretch as she fucked herself, arm aching now as her hips ground hard into the bullet, the buzzing tip circling her swollen clit.

With a sudden jolt and a loud scream of pleasure, muffled by the pillow in her mouth, Christina came hard, back arching up from the bed as she drove the dildo as deep as possible into her ass and pressed the bullet hard into her clit. She bit down hard as she gave a series of intense, gasping screams of pleasure, hips jolting and bucking with the intense pleasure as she climaxed, exactly the kind of orgasm she'd hoped for and needed. It was just such a relief for her, to feel what she'd ached for though before that moment she hadn't realised it, just knowing she'd needed something. Releasing the pillow and flopping back onto the pillow the flame haired actress pulled the vibrator off herself as the sensitivity set in, body buzzing in the wake of her session as she put it aside. She just lay on the bed for a couple of minutes, dildo still buried in her ass as she recovered and breathed deeply, basking in the satisfaction of things.

Stirring, she slowly slid the large dildo from her ass with a pop and put it aside, getting up from the bed and giving a stretch, feeling the slight ache in her ass while standing up. It'd been a while since she'd played with her toys anally but she'd loved it, figuring the time without it only made it better. She cleared up and put her sex toys back in her bag, away from prying eyes of anyone tidying up her hotel room the next day. Tiredness was overtaking her now and she wanted to be fresh for the next day of shooting so she simply gave into it and slid into bed, the sheets cool against her naked body as they sank down over her porcelain skin. She gave a stretch, reached up to switch off the lights and settled into the pillows with a satisfied sigh.

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The next morning Christina was on set, ready for another day of shooting. It was a Friday, end of the week and she was looking forward to the Saturday off like everyone else. She didn't know what she was going to do exactly, but it'd be nice to get away from work even if it was helping distract her from reality.

“Here's your coffee, Miss Hendricks,” her assistant Tom chimed in from behind her, holding her coffee out.

“Thanks,” she said, taking it from him before he hurried off. Taking a sip, she grimaced slightly and sighed heavily in exasperation. There was too much sugar in it, again. It was always something with him, he never could seem to get anything right for her and this was just another little annoyance. How difficult was it to get a goddamn coffee right? She looked after him as he headed off on another task, probably to get something else wrong. Taking another mouthful of the wretched beverage, she wondered how he'd got this job in the first place; he never seemed to get anything right for her, whether it was a drink or organising something to be in her dressing room. He forgot things and just seemed generally rather incompetent. As far as she knew he wasn't related to anybody from the studio so he hadn't snuck into his job as a favour, he'd somehow managed to earn the role and now had the privilege of irritating her on a daily basis.

Narrowing her eyes she let her mind run with it for a moment, venting her simmering fury to herself. She just couldn't believe she was stuck with somebody like that and she just didn't need it right now; with her recent separation and divorce proceedings to endure, in amongst the shoot that helped to distract her from it, things were all a bit much right now, too much sometimes, and she just could do without an incompetent assistant to ruin every day she had on set. At times she just felt like walking up to the director and telling her to sack him immediately, that she couldn't take it and needed someone on the ball, but she controlled herself and kept quiet. She knew in calm moments that he was probably doing his best and not intentionally trying to thwart her day-to-day, not that it changed the fact he wasn't really good enough. She also knew that she couldn't just outright sack him without people saying, behind her back of course, that she was a diva and having some hissy fit due to her divorce and that she was just taking it out on him because she could with her position. It wouldn't be true of course, but she knew such things would be said.

Still, despite all that, she had noticed he seemed to be in pretty decent shape like he worked out pretty regularly and she'd caught him checking her out a couple of times, glancing at her ass or peeking down her top at her massive boobs more than once. He was pretty sly with it and she'd never called him out on it, partly because she didn't want to make a scene and he was hardly the first guy to look down her top, but mostly because she liked the way he looked at her. He was a fair bit younger than she was and she treated herself to the attention frankly, loving the fact he was interested even if he did annoy her. It crossed her mind what it might be like to fuck him, to let him have a go at her and see whether he could handle and satisfy her like she could do with just now. Realising she was staring after him over the top of her unsatisfactory coffee she looked away, shaking the thought from her head, knowing it was a ridiculous idea at the best of times. They didn't really get on in anything other than a professional manner, there was no real friendship and warmth between them, her irritation in him evident she figured and he seemed to return it, showing no interest in breaking that wall down besides on glances at her curves. Oh she was sure he'd probably fuck her if she gave him the chance, lots of men would she supposed, but they had little rapport and their relationship was borderline icy.

The flame haired actress finished her disappointing coffee and was called back to set to get on with the days filming. The scenes down for that day were quite enjoyable actually and she had fun with it, getting on with all her co-stars alright and things generally ran smoothly. There were a couple of hiccups and one scene took over ten takes to get right which was annoying, especially as it wasn't due to her, but other than that things went fine. Of course there was another incorrect coffee to contend with in the afternoon that made her roll her eyes but she'd started to get used to that now, and she knew it was up to her to complain if she wanted anything to change. One thing she couldn't deny throughout the day was how horny she was feeling, how much she needed a man to fuck her. It was as simple as that, the toys just couldn't scratch that itch and she needed a guy to take her to task and fuck her in the most carnal way, really use her gorgeous feminine curves for what they were designed for. It was a frustrated Friday and she really didn't know what to do about it; she wasn't just going to go out and pull a guy in a bar, there was far too much risk in being seen doing that and she definitely didn't want that kind of publicity. There was only one option as far as she could tell right now.

Him. Her incompetent assistant Tom might just be an option for her. Her idle thought from earlier in the day returned to her and she unravelled it, turning it over in her head, imagining letting him fuck her and give her what she needed. She wondered if he'd be any better at doing that than his actual job, whether he might be satisfactory in that role instead. She toyed with the thought for a few minutes, figuring it might make their working relationship significantly better if she were to fuck him as well as give her what she needed. Not that that was a decent reason, she could just ask for a new assistant, but this might be much more enjoyable. She played with the idea for the rest of the afternoon, thinking over it between takes, only serving to stiffen her nipples and wetten her pussy a little as she contemplated it, letting her imagination run away at times over what he could do with her. She shook it from her mind late in the day however, deciding she was being stupid and didn't need to do it. It was just her getting caught up in everything and her mind was pointing the wrong way, she didn't need a fling she just had to handle what was going on and find someone else to date.

At least that's what she told herself. At the end of the day, heading back to her trailer to get ready to leave she ran into Tom, who asked her if there was anything else he could do for her, and in that moment she made the cold, hard decision to go for it. She was gonna take her shot right there and if he didn't respond, well, she figured it didn't matter a shit. Nobody was going to believe that she'd propositioned him if he told them, and she could get him fired so she didn't have to speak to him again.

“No thanks Tom, I'm good,” she replied in her sweet voice, immediately turning on the charm with a smile.

“Ok cool, I'm gonna head off then,” he said, turning to go. Christina immediately felt a surge in her chest, her moment escaping.

“What are you up to tonight? Or this weekend?” she asked quickly, capturing his attention, heart pounding behind her enormous breasts. He turned back to her, a little unsure as they hadn't ever really had a casual kinda chat before, their relationship being cool and professional as it was.

“Uh nothing much, just gonna take it easy I think,” he replied.

“That sounds good, any plans with your girlfriend or anything over the weekend?” Christina asked, prying in a not-so-subtle manner as to whether he was single. He didn't pick up on it however so didn't put her on the spot.

“No no, I'm single right now so I'm just gonna take it easy this weekend and relax, recharge myself a bit,” he replied, “how about you? What are you doing?” he asked politely in return. Her heart was pounding in her chest, fairly thumping against her ribcage as she felt almost light headed. She hadn't been so nervous in years, trying to calm herself as she took a deep breath and held it for a moment, looking into his eyes and steeling herself for whatever came next.

“Well since you're not doing anything, do you want to fuck me instead?" she said simply, keeping her tone the same and not letting her voice tremble to belie her racing heart. His eyes widened as his look to her became a stare, his heart standing still before giving a flurry of beats as his brain tried to process what she'd just said, and confirm that she'd said it and he hadn't just zoned out for a minute.

“Um...what?” he replied flatly, unable to get his head around the idea. Surely she wasn't serious.

“You heard me. Do you want to screw me?” she repeated, keeping her demeanour calm and cool even as her heart raced dangerously fast, wanting to make sure she came across as the composed character he thought she was.

“What...right now?” he asked, mind not engaging properly with his mouth to question what he'd just heard.

“No, tonight ideally,” she said, immediately feeling a rush of excitement that he might be about to take her up on it.

“Are you kidding?” he said carefully, glancing around as if people were going to jump out and give away the prank.
“Good joke if you are, very funny, you got me,” he said, giving a smile, breaking the tension. Christina also smiled a little, feeling a little relief even though she had to get this over the line.

“No, I'm quite serious,” she replied levelly. He just stared in stunned silence, unable to speak as he thought about it. Christina glanced around to make sure they will still alone and stepped a little closer to him, a quieter tone to her voice, and a more honest one.

“Listen, I really need it, so if you want to help me out I'd be very grateful,” she said with a telling raise of her eyebrows, “and I think we might have a much better working relationship going forwards.”

“Are you really serious? Come on,” he asked quietly, keeping his eyes on hers and stopping them from peering straight down her top.

“Yes, deadly serious. If you're game,” she said simply, cooler now and closing the deal. Judging it for a second more, he thought of the possibilities and what she offered.

“Then yes, I'd very much like to screw you,” he admitted, giving her the green light, her heart surging with another flutter as her nerves broke into butterflies in her tummy at the thought of it coming together.

“Excellent,” she beamed, breaking into a smile. The negotiation was successful, and unless she pulled the plug she was going to get what she needed.

“Where did you have in mind? You're in a hotel here right?” he said, taking a little more lead to complete their arrangements.

“I am in a hotel, but I'd rather come to your place,” she replied.

“My place? It's alright but I'm sure your hotel is much nicer,” he said honestly, giving a slight shrug. He had a reasonable apartment in the city, not that far away from set, but he doubted it was the kind of thing Christina was used to.

“As you may understand I don't want to advertise this and you coming to my hotel might be...noticed. I'm sure you gather it's nothing personal, I just want this to be...off the radar,” she finished, looking deeply into his eyes with her own blue ones.

“Ok got it,” he said with a smile, frankly cool with whatever she wanted to do if he was going to get her in the sack.

“Good, so your address?” she said.

“Uh sure, sure, you got a pen or something?” he said even as he checked his pockets.

“Just put it in a message and text me it,” she said, holding out her hand for his phone. Finding her feet again to tease and tempt, she took his device from him easily and flipped onto contacts to add a new one, calling it simply “Christina” and then typing her number in, giving it a triple check before handing his phone back to him.

“Send me it and I'll show up,” she said as he took it back, looking over it to make sure the number was saved.

“Ok,” he said with the slightest hint of nerves to his voice that made her smile internally, “what sort of time?”

“Seven-ish,” she replied simply, keeping details controlled.

“Alright then, and what do you like to drink? I'll get something,” he said, giving a smile to her. He wanted to think ahead and make sure they could both relax.

“Johnnie Walker, black label,” she replied with a smile, a little impressed and pleased that he was interested to please her. Their interaction was done and Christina ended it smoothly.

“Until later then, see you about seven,” she said, just blowing the softest hint of a kiss with her red lips and turning to walk back into her trailer. She could feel his eyes on her ass as she walked, unable to resist swaying her hips for him until she heard him start walking away in the direction of the parking lot. She glanced at him as she closed the door, shutting out the world and letting out a huge sigh of sheer relief, all the breath escaping her body as she sagged slightly and let everything wash over her at once. She'd never propositioned someone the way she just had her assistant and felt utterly overwhelmed in that moment, taking deep breaths and feeling her pulse race and flutter as it crossed her mind what she'd initiated. Finding a chair she took a rest, controlling her inhales and letting her heart rate slow to a more normal state as she absorbed what was on the cards now, what she'd clearly invited and what he might expect of her. Glancing to the clock, she noted she had a couple of hours to get ready so decided she would get herself together, head back to her hotel and prepare. As she calmed down, she realised the front of her panties were soaked.

Around twenty to seven she was ready, standing in front of the full length mirror in her hotel room checking herself out to make sure every detail was perfect. He might know her already, but she wanted to keep up the facade as long as possible. His text had come in just a few minutes after she left, before she even got back to the hotel and she had just replied with a “see you soon” and a kiss. She wanted to keep him intrigued after all. After getting back to the hotel, she'd opted for a light bite at the restaurant as she couldn't stomach a whole meal with the butterflies fluttering around and then headed up to her suite for a hot shower. After shaving her legs and tidying her pubic hair she'd moisturised every inch of her alabaster skin and then stood in front of the mirror. Studying her naked body, she'd felt a little conscious of her tummy, wanting to lose a few pounds now to keep her figure curvy but trim. She knew her tits were on point though and she was sure he'd like those. She'd fixed her make-up, not wanting to overdo it but giving herself deep red lips and a dark smokey style to her eyes.

When it came to selecting her underwear she'd debated whether to put on something really sexy and alluring or keep it more simple, eventually deciding to keep it simpler. She didn't have all her lingerie with her on location anyway, though she did have a suspender belt and stockings, but decided to not overcomplicate things for him. She'd slipped on a matching set in electric blue satin trimmed with black lace, the nice silky thong hugging her beautifully before she squeezed her fantastic rack into the bra, settling the thick straps over her shoulders and pushing her chest up. Not quite satisfied with that, she'd opted to add a simple set of black nylon hold-ups, the lacy tops clinging round her thighs and matching the underwear perfectly. She's slipped a simple black dress over the top, a good plunge to her cleavage and the skirt at mid-thigh with a pair of red silk high heels.

And now here she was, stood in her room ready to go. Ready to go for basically a booty call, to get fucked by someone who until this point had said good morning to her and given her incorrect beverages. But maybe he'd fuck her like she needed. She took a deep breath and steeled her nerves, checking her hand to see it shaking as she held it out. Having never done anything like this before she was very nervous, but calmed herself knowing that he was very eager to have her and she could definitely work with that. With a final check to make sure she had everything with her, she slipped a long coat on to cover her alluring outfit and left her room, walking to the elevator and then down out of the lobby to a waiting cab in the rank. Giving him the directions, she sat back and took a deep breath, knowing this was an experience if nothing else.

Awaiting Christina's arrival, Tom had gone home and rapidly cleaned his whole apartment top to bottom as he'd swallowed some quick snacky food. It wasn't untidy, but he'd wanted to make sure it was presented as best as it could be for the inbound actress, wanting the flame haired beauty to not be put off by a single thing. As well as generally tidying he'd changed the bed so he had a fresh place to lay her down and made sure a couple of spare towels were available if she wanted a shower or something. He'd stopped on the way home and bought her preferred scotch, something he didn't mind either though he rarely had a bottle on hand. With everything ready for her he'd got himself ready through a quick shower and a shirt, not quite sure what she expected but not wanting to blow it the second he opened the door to her...if she showed up. He wasn't sure she would do, it might all be a prank.

His doubts were shattered by a knock at the door just before seven, jolting him from his position on the sofa and making his heart race, hopping up and quickly nipping to the door to his place, taking a breath as he laid his hand on the lock, letting it out before he opened the door to see the gorgeous southern actress standing in front of him, a visage of beauty now she was at his door, having made good on his promise.

“Christina, hi,” he said, unable to fight the smile moving his cheeks.

“Hello, hope I'm on time,” she said, a little awkward about how things would go.

“You're a little early actually, please come in, come in,” he stumbled, stepping back from the door to welcome her into his home.

“Thank you,” she said politely and stepped in, holding her bag in front of her as she carefully stepped in so as not to stumble over the doorstep or something equally embarrassing. 0

“This way,” he said indicating the front room as he closed the door behind her. She glanced back over her shoulder at him as he did.

“Make sure you lock it,” she commented, her own heart racing as she tried to play the confident, sassy woman he expected her to be. He tried to control his breaths as he turned the lock before following her into the front room.

“Can I get your coat?” he asked, intending to be the best host he could.

“Thank you, very gentlemanly,” she smiled, shrugging her coat into his grasp to reveal her in her close black dress, which he eyed carefully before quickly returning to the hall to hang her coat. Stepping back into the front room he found her waiting, standing facing him, giving him a look at her outfit, his eyes unable to help straying to her fantastic chest and the tempting dress that hinted at it as he took in her nylon-clad legs and high heels.

“You look fantastic, Christina,” he breathed, adding her name to almost accentuate their casual, far more intimate setting now.

“Thank you,” she said, taking a step towards him and drawing him to her with flirty touches to his arms, bringing him in close.

“Thanks for having me over,” she said. It seemed like a simple thank you, but there was so much more behind it. It was gratitude for not rejecting her very blunt advances on him, for not embarrassing her.

“You're welcome,” he managed quietly before she pushed up on her toes to kiss him, wasting no time in making things what she'd asked for. Her nose brushed his as she let her soft, red lips tentatively press to his, seeking him out with a gentle kiss first that lingered for a moment, before she felt his hands slip around her waist. Holding her body he pulled her a little closer and their kiss became much more engaging, pressing their lips together harder, their tongues slipping between parted lips to dab and probe at each other before sliding around one another. Christina often found kissing took a little while to find a sweet spot with new people but right now it was just happening easily, effortlessly. Sinking back to her heels and pulling, she smiled up at him as he looked at her beauty with a satisfied gaze that said she'd broken the ice. Stepping back, his eyes fell on her trembling hands, the actress unable to stop herself shaking with all the emotions of the situation.

“Do you need a drink?” he asked. Need, not want. Christina looked down at her shaking hands and gave a slight laugh, breaking the tension as she looked back up at him.

“Yeah, on the rocks,” she said.

“Sure thing, take a seat,” he said, indicating the brown leather sofa beside them. He headed into the kitchen as the curvy beauty slid down onto the seat, letting herself relax properly for a moment with a sigh, feeling some of the tension she'd been carrying release. Looking around, she took in the pictures he had on the walls as she heard him making drinks, the crack of the ice trays and clink as they tumbled into the glasses, the twist of the cap on the bottle. She made sure her legs were demurely together despite what she was there for, looking up with a smile as he came back into the room bearing two glasses of delicious golden brown nectar, holding one out to her.

“Thanks,” she said, taking it from him, their fingers just touching around the cold glass as she took it. He sat down beside and held up his scotch for a toast, though he didn't say anything and simply stared into her eyes as they clinked their glasses. With a second staring into each others soul, she turned away and sipped the whisky, mouth lighting up at the lovely blended taste, feeling the conflict between the sweet and peaty tastes as it spread over her tongue and down her throat. Immediately shivering with pleasure, she sighed deeply and then tilted the glass up, downing it smoothly in a single, effortless draw. His eyes were locked on her as she did it, having only taken a decent sip of his own before taking in the beauty drawing her glass. Lowering her glass with a hand already quivering less than before, she opened her eyes and turned to him, smiling at her with a glance down to her empty glass and back into her eyes.

“Another?” he said with a humoured tone.

“Yes please,” she said a little meekly, looking down as she felt a slight blush heat her pale cheeks. Standing his own glass aside, he stood back up and went to the kitchen, wasting no further time by returning with the bottle, uncapping it as Christina held her glass up with a smile. Pouring another over her ice, she pulled it back for another sip as he closed the bottle and stood it on the table before picking up his own glass.

“Sorry, I do love this stuff,” she said, lowering hers to hold it on the lap of her black dress.

“Don't be sorry, I bought it for you to enjoy,” he said, taking a good draw of his own to catch up and steady his own nerves, feeling the familiar burn in this throat.

“To get me drunk on,” she said in a playfully quiet voice, looking up him cutely with a naughty smirk to her lips.

“How much you drink is entirely up to you, Miss Hendricks,” he said with a smile, playing innocent.

“Christina, please. You make me sound like your boss,” she said with a smile.

“Well, you basically are my boss,” he replied, sipping his whisky. Her hand was half way to her mouth when it hesitated, Christina looking into his eyes and letting her smile fade from her lips.

“Not tonight I'm not,” she whispered, hand trembling a little still as she lifted to glass for another long draw of the nerve calming nectar. He couldn't reply, simply draining his own scotch and turning to refill his glass. The flame haired stunner jingled her glass at him to signal him to top her up while had the bottle open, a sexy half smile pulling at the corner of her lip. Topping his glass up thoroughly, he drained another good mouthful as he picked it up and settled back into the sofa with her, Christina edging closer and sinking back into the worn leather sofa. Silence descended on them; it wasn't uncomfortable but full of tension, stealing glances at each other as they drank their scotch, seemingly waiting for the other to make some sort of move. He made the first move, putting his spare hand onto her leg and letting it slide up under her skirt a little, stroking over the smooth nylon as she jumped in surprise, making him immediately pull back, worried he'd gone too fast for her.

“No sorry, it's just a bit...I'm a bit...sorry,” she stammered, flustered and out of her comfort zone now, the reality of it clear to her even though she was drinking to wash away some of her nerves. She knew all she had to do was go to the bedroom with him and things would take their course, but she just felt so nervous. What if he didn't like her? Or she wasn't good enough for him? What if his fantasy of her, if he had one, was shattered rather than fulfilled when he got her?

“I don't want to rush you, Christina,” he said calmly, controlling his own pulse as he tried to approach things, keeping his hands to himself.

“No it's alright, I'm just a bit...look I haven't exactly done this before, just gone to a guys place to...” she trailed off, looking into his eyes.

“It's alright,” he said after a pause, “I've never had a famous actress come over to my place before,” he said with a smile, breaking the tension between them as she gave a relieved laugh and drained her glass once more. He could see the tightness of her muscles unwind again as she sat back, relaxing again as he finished his own glass and reached forward for the bottle.

“Oh I don't know,” she said, unsure she should have another so quickly.

“Are you sure?” he said, holding the bottle up to her. Christina wavered, thinking it over for a moment.

“No,” she said quietly, holding her glass out as she gave in, and he topped her up with another more modest glass, matching it with his own before sitting back into the sofa. Christina reached out and took his hand, putting it back on her leg. Feeling his hesitation, she gave it a squeeze and then pulled it up her thigh a little to encourage him to continue what he'd been doing. Though she'd been caught a little off guard, she was pleased he was making the move on her and would be happy to let him continue. They both sipped on their whisky as his fingers slowly stroked over the black nylon of her stockings, not that he knew she had hold-ups on yet, a treat she hoped he would like when he discovered it. She could feel the warmth of the Johnnie Walker getting through her now, loosening her up and hitting her head a little given she hadn't eaten much. It certainly helped right now though and she leaned forwards to pull him into another kiss, more passionate this time, wasting no time in slipping her tongue into his mouth as their lips meshed for the second time.

His hand slipped further up her thigh, fingers encountering the rough lace top of her stocking and immediately pushing up higher with more pressure to take it in as she gave a murmur. Their kiss continued as his fingers spread out and squeezed her leg, slipping up higher over the stocking and onto her silky thigh beyond, ever so close to brushing at her panties. She wouldn't have stopped him if he'd gone for it but he chose not to, restraining himself right now as they broke their kiss, his fingers slipping back onto the lace top again that circled her thigh. Looking at each other, Christina finally took the plunge, necked her drink and stood the glass aside, making sure to lean forward so he could get a peek down her dress.

“I think you need to take me to your bedroom,” she said quietly but meaningfully as she looked into his eyes, ready to go but needing him to lead her to it. He paused, staring into her blue eyes before downing his own drink.

“This way,” he replied, standing his glass down and rising from the sofa, slipping his hand out from under her skirt to take her hand. His heart was pounding, unsure how she expected this to go but wanting to just go for it. She was waiting for him to take the lead evidently and he quelled his nerves to take her to the bedroom. Christina took a breath as she grasped it and let him lead her up from the sofa, pushing up on her high heels and taking a step after him with shaky legs, heart pumping as she was sure his was, following him into the hallway to the bedroom. He led her inside and stepped away, letting her see the tidy room and fresh bed, lights on low obviously in anticipation of her. He'd made an effort which she appreciated, having some atmosphere and mood to set the tone of what was to come.

“Very nice,” she murmured, worried it sounded such a generic statement, turning back to him for another quick kiss. Standing back on her heels, the awkwardness settled between them for a moment again, neither one making the initial move. She had hoped he would, that he'd just take the initiative and give her what she needed, but she guessed he was a bit intimidated by her status and nervous like she was despite the whisky.

“What do you want, Christina?” he asked, as much to make sure she was clear with him as much as anything else. Though if she'd given an idea of how she wanted to be treated it would certainly help him, and he wanted her to be straightforward with him.

“I...” she started, trailing off, unable to form the words as she looked at him, then away. Looking back to him, she saw him expectantly waiting her answer and dropped her head. Without a word she reached behind her back and unzipped her dress, the fabric dropping loose around her body as she grabbed the hem and peeled it up over her head, exposing her body for him in one smooth motion as she tugged the little black dress over her red hair and dropped it aside to stand in front of him in just her underwear. She could feel his eyes roaming over her, taking in every inch of her voluptuous body, drinking in her curves and sexy satin underwear but also the parts of her figure she wasn't quite so confident with. Avoiding his gaze, she looked at the floor and her red silk high heels shuffling awkwardly on his carpet.

“Just fuck me...please,” she said quietly. Tom took a breath, taking her in and seeing how fragile she was, how vulnerable, in need of this validation and physical release. He realised this was his chance to not only fuck Christina Hendricks, but also that she'd probably let him do pretty much whatever he wanted with her tonight and that was a very exciting thought. His cock stiffened fully in his shorts as he stepped forward to her, hands immediately sliding around her to pull her close to kiss as well as squeeze firmly at her ass. He felt the curvy actress shiver in excitement and relief at his acceptance of her, though of course he'd have been a fool not to, pushing into him as their lips locked hungrily for more kisses as their tongues entwined. His hand squeezed firmly at her ass as his other immediately found her enormous breasts, groping her chest quite roughly as he took her in for the first time. Christina could only moan in approval, feeling her tummy flutter and pussy wetten as he handled her comprehensively, seeming intent but respectful enough of her as his hands struggled to take in her massive boobs, running over the satin of her bra and pulling at the edges of the cups.

Christina thought he would immediately pull her bra off to release her fantastic tits, most guys often did in her experience, but he was more patient than that, taking in her underwear with tactile touches, running his fingers along the black lace trim and hooking his thumb into her waistband. He followed the underwear round and teased his fingertips up the thong back of them, loving the smooth sensation of the satin as his kisses moved over her face and down the side of her neck to make her moan unabashedly in pleasure, tingling all over. He gave her phenomenal rack another hard squeeze, giving her an idea what this might be like as his hand gave another firm grab to her ass, his fingertips tantalisingly close to the back of her waiting pussy. His hand pulled back and put a light yet commanding spank on her ass, making her gasp before he stepped back from her to survey the beauty in front of him.

“Spin around for me,” he said with a smile, wanting to see all of her. Christina looked down a little shyly, not entirely confident to show off so blatantly, but he just waited expectantly for her and after a moment she complied, shuffling round carefully on her high heels. Turning around on the spot she gave him a look at her pale, curvy body, feeling self conscious about her tummy anyway and now her ass as she turned around, wishing she was in a bit better shape to be doing this. She arched her back a little to push her bum out, giving him a look at her matching silky blue satin thong as it pulled up her ass and the hold-up stockings wrapped snugly around her thighs. He just drank it in, the gorgeous actress in her underwear and a pair of high heels in front of him, noting how strained her bra strap was, cutting into her back as it supported the huge weight of her rack. Turning back, she looked up from under her beautiful red hair with a hint of a blush to her cheeks and a slight smile, nervous but excited to be there, waiting for him now.

“I love your underwear, it's gorgeous,” he said with a smile.

“Thanks, I put on something I hoped you'd like,” she replied quietly.

“Well I do, looks fantastic on you,” he said, complimenting her and buttering her up a little, not that he needed to now really as he stepped back to her and kissed her again, hands sliding round her back and teasing over the clasp of her bra. Just when Christina thought he was going to release her breasts his hands slid up to her shoulders, stroking softly over her pale skin before quite firmly grasping her...and urging her downwards towards the floor. A surge of nerves grasped her as it was evident what he wanted and her mind went mad for a moment as she realised it was the moment to perform almost. Holding onto their kiss for a second longer, she broke away from him noisily and let herself be pushed down, bending her knees and sinking down onto the floor on her nylon-clad knees in front of him, eyes level with his waistband where she could already see how stiff he was behind his trousers. His hands went for his belt but she stopped him, taking his hands and pulling them off.

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Re: Christina Hendricks - #SelfDate
« Reply #1 on: December 26, 2019, 02:57:56 PM »

“No, let me,” she breathed with a sensuous tone, releasing the belt herself with practised ease and quickly undoing his trousers, pulling them and his shorts down to release his fully erect cock, springing up in front of her ready and waiting. The actress took a blink to take it in, absolutely rock hard for her, thick and nicely shaped, maybe around seven inches long as she wrapped her soft hand around it for a few strokes that made him groan and pulse in her grip. Her heart pounded as she got to it, taking a deep breath and then leaning forward to slide his cock into her mouth, making sure to push him wetly across her tongue as he entered her mouth for maximum sensation that made him shudder with a deep growl of pleasure. His hand instinctively went into her hair, fingers sliding into the soft red weave to just rest on her head as she sucked firmly, putting what she knew to work and wasting no time in pleasing him. It's what she came for and she knew to get what she wanted, to be fucked hard, she had to give him what he wanted too.

She wasn't so keen on guys holding her head when she sucked cock but she didn't feel in charge enough to tell him not to and in a way, she kind of liked it. It was intimate and almost comforting, so she didn't attempt to protest and continued with what she was doing, bobbing her head in a decent rhythm and working her tongue firmly on him. He just groaned in pleasure, fingers rippling in their hold on her head, feeling the smooth textures between them as he just guided her head easily, letting her do her thing. He encouraged her to go deeper, working with her as she got into it and starting to push more of his cock into her mouth, bumping into the back of her throat and feeling her tongue depress to accommodate him as he did. Inspired by her welcoming attitude he continued to press in deeper, using his hand to guide Christina's head now, just using a little bit of pressure to pull her into him and help squeeze his achingly hard erection deeper into her mouth. The gorgeous redhead was doing a good job of it and making no protests, working her tongue around him as she started sucking a bit harder.

“Mm yeah that's fantastic, Christina,” he murmured, just feeling fantastically satisfied as the Hollywood star sucked him off. She felt quietly proud of herself that he was enjoying her ministrations and continued, letting him push it deeper into her, knowing what it was he really wanted. She was caught off guard however as he suddenly pulled her head forward and shoved his cock into her throat, past where she had been working to and deep into her mouth, only a couple of inches of himself to go, immediately making her gag and struggle, pushing him back out. He continued without a word, not acknowledging that he'd pushed the limits and simply carrying on with things, letting her resume her sucking and letting him bump the back of her throat. Christina composed herself and continued, again not protesting or making a point of it as she sucked cock. His thrusts into her mouth became stronger, more intent as he sank himself into her hot, silky mouth, pout fixed around his shaft as he stroked in their mutual rhythm.

He again thrust abruptly into her throat and pushed her down, surprising her though she was more ready this time, willing herself not to gag as he drove in, feeling him get almost all the way in before her throat constricted and she retched, forcing him back out with a shudder as he groaned deeply in pleasure. Feeling her throat clamp up around him was a lovely sensation, one he enjoyed even though he hoped she could deepthroat him smoothly. He was sure she could though and without giving her much time he pushed again, forcing himself past her resistance to get into her throat even as the actress resisted, throat tightening and wrenching herself back, off his cock to cough and gasp for air, eyes watering as she hauled in oxygen. She never looked up to him, never protested and didn't give up, sinking her mouth back onto his cock without being asked and welcoming his hand to guide her once more. She'd deepthroated before but hardly thought she was any kind of expert at it and it had never been much more than a quick dip, all in her own time. She'd never been treated like this, going at his pace and basically just used...and she loved it. Shivering a little as she admitted it to herself, she kept sucking hard and tried to relax herself as he pushed at her throat, loving him just taking control of her.

“Ohh fuck,” he groaned with a shudder as he bottomed out in her mouth for the first time, pulling her into him so her nose pressed to his body, burying all of his cock into her throat momentarily before she reacted and he pulled back, though her gag was more controlled. He could tell she liked it rough as he gave her a second, letting her recover and resume her blowjob, before pushing back into her throat more deliberately, as if this was the real test now and she had to perform. Her heart raced as she relaxed herself as best she could, giving control of herself to him as he pushed forwards and drove his cock down once more, just hanging up for the briefest pause in her throat before he slid down, Christina feeling the stretch and helping push herself down now, taking it more intently as she aimed to please him. She pressed against him, getting charge of herself now as she held it, controlling her reflexes as he held her for a moment and then slid back, giving just the smallest cough as she breathed through her nose. He pushed in again a little harder, holding her tightly, his other hand joining his grip on her head now as he pushed easily into her throat and all the way down once more, not making her wait as he pulled back and started into steady rhythm of working his whole shaft into her throat.

He'd broken her resistance and now took advantage, enjoying every moment of thrusting his thick cock deeply into her mouth and she could tell. She could feel how hard he was, throbbing in her mouth, pulsing against her tongue as she continued to obediently lick at him, focusing on stimulating him to help distract her from the deepthroat so as to just relax into it, letting him drive now and use her as he wanted. He picked up the pace, working with slightly shorter strokes now as he repeatedly thrust into her throat, making her take it deeply every time as he worked into her, fingers twisting in her red hair as he grasped her tighter, not wanting her to get away. The curvy actress just kept her hands at his thighs though she didn't resist him at all, keeping herself stable as he used her mouth, unable to see past it all to watch her magnificent breasts jiggling in their bra as he shook her. His thrusting only got harder, pushing her to the limit as she started to struggle to keep up, struggling to catch breaths as he bounced her head on him.

He was very close, feeling the characteristic tingling in the tip of his cock, just holding onto that sensation as long as possible to maximise his imminent climax. He wanted every last second with Christina's hot, sucking mouth on his cock but even as he tried to hold on he felt the point of no return as his orgasm rushed up on him; holding her tighter than he had at any stage he fucked her mouth hard. It was simple as that, he was just fucking her throat as she gave wet gagging sounds as she tried to take it, overwhelmed by the sheer intensity of it all of a sudden, the final gear as he spent a few last seconds slamming his cock in and out of her throat as he held out, strokes slowing, before finally being unable to resist his ecstasy.

“Fuck!” he gasped sharply as he let go hard, cock jumping where he'd buried it in her throat as a thick burst of come ejaculated into her. Christina knew she had to swallow or choke since he was holding her down and she'd never be able to break free in this moment of pleasure. She'd swallowed before but it wasn't something she'd ever made much of a habit of, though now she basically had no choice and did her best around his cock, tongue pressing up intently into him as her mouth sucked blissfully hard in the moments she swallowed to only increase his enjoyment. His balls clenched as he emptied everything he had into the stunning redhead, fingers curling against her head as he gave his last few pulses and a final shudder, almost stepping down with a sigh as his fingers went soft on on her head, deep breaths filling the air. Christina gave him a quick tap on the leg to indicate he needed to give her space, unsure herself why she didn't just pull back off him as he eased back off her with a deep shudder as his sensitive cock dragged across her hot tongue on the way out to step away as she gave a huge gasp, leaning down on her hands to draw in lungfuls of air before giving a final swallow to ease her aching throat.

“Did it feel good?” she breathed, voice cracking a little as she looked up to and gave the slightest smile. She was exhausted, worn out by his aggressive use of her, but also completely happy at that moment in her subservience to him.

“Yeah that was amazing,” he breathed with a grin, unable to keep it from his face as he stepped back to her and reached down for her hands. She gratefully took them and let him pull her to her feet, eyes roaming over her curves once more as they embraced for another kiss, hungrily making out as his hands slid straight to her bra strap. With skill she found somewhat impressive he took a commanding hold on her underwear and effortlessly pulled the strap back against the enormous weight of her breasts to release it, feeling her heavy chest sag from its restraints as his hands went to the sides to slip the wide straps over her pale shoulders. Christina obediently straightened her arms out as he hooked the blue bra away from her body, sliding it easily out the way and leaving her massive breasts free to the air, nipples twisting up stiffly.

“Fantastic,” he murmured as he cast a glance down over them before kissing her again, his hand instinctively giving her a squeeze and feeling the weight in his hand. She mumbled in return, something incoherent as he shuffled her backwards a little before he broke away from her and squeezed both her tits hard in his hands. She gave a gasp as he gripped her hard, then exclaimed in surprise as he dominantly shoved her backwards onto the bed, making the redhead tumble down onto the fresh sheets, curvy body bouncing beautifully as she splayed out. Christina giggled a little, excited nerves tingling through her as he quickly set about removing his clothes; the actress pushed up onto her elbows to watch as he discarded his clothing, wasting no time in swiftly throwing them aside to leave him before her in just his shorts as she absorbed his toned, lean physique and defined muscles that she'd suspected he had. He was in good shape for sure and she was sure he'd use that strength on her as he slid onto the bed and over her, pushing her back down onto the sheets beneath him.

He kissed her hungrily again as he pinned her wrists down, making her tingle in anticipation as he took charge, their kiss intense but short as he broke from her lips, kissing down over her cheek and neck to tease her as she squirmed beneath him. Christina let out a soft moan as his lips passed over her collarbone, softly pressing to her pale skin with a warmth and promise she desperately wanted. He dragged his tongue down her body before resuming kissing, keeping her pinned down as his prize, lips tasting and exploring her skin as he made his way onto her huge, heaving chest. Wasting no further time, his grip slipped from her wrists, fingers gliding softly down her arms to her sides to hold her curvy body as he slid back on the bed to her phenomenal rack. She kept her arms where he'd left them as he pushed her famous boobs together, lifting the hefty weight of her tits and started planting kisses over them, lots of fast, soft pecks across her alabaster skin. In the past she'd made somewhat of a fuss when her chest was brought up or focused on, but the truth was she absolutely loved the attention it got and men just going to town on it when they got her undressed.

Christina groaned in pleasure as his kisses got more hungry, kissing over every inch of her huge breasts, hands lifting and squeezing into them as he skirted around her straining nipples. Just saving them for a moment, he pressed his lips to her soft, pale skin as he avoided them, kissing and sucking at her gorgeous body as he took in her famous chest, relishing the opportunity to get his hands on her. Their working relationship may not have been brilliant, but he could certainly work with this; she was right, it might improve it a fair bit. Sliding his tongue onto her warm skin, he felt her shiver as she moaned at him circling around her nipple, tip of his tongue gliding over her and around her sensitive tip as she lay beneath him on the bed. She still hadn't moved her hands, staying submissive as he enjoyed her chest, just melting into the sensations and loving having somebody play with her phenomenal tits once more. She gave a sharp cry as his teeth found her nipple, biting down on the delicate area, crushing it slightly to elicit the response from her, the actress constricting beneath him. She flinched less as he did similar to her other one, pulling it somewhat as well in a move that made her gasp through gritted teeth.

“Fuck,” she breathed as he let go, having not had her tits treated like this in years. Guys had been rough with her before but it'd been a while and she'd forgotten what it was like. He gave her another hard squeeze, feeling the lovely firmness to her breasts despite their size as he dove in again to bite at them, Christina gasping in surprise more than anything else as he lightly bit and nipped at her breasts, moving from the nipples to cover the soft skin of her chest in little marks. She closed her eyes and tipped her head back as she got into it, arching her back up to push her breasts into his face, wanting what he was giving her, starting to get off a bit on the little pains as his teeth started leaving marks all over her porcelain complexion.

“Harder,” she breathed, blushing as she let the request escape her lips before she realised what she was asking for, admitting to, in the heat of things. He didn't let it phase him, barely glancing up to see the flush of her cheeks as he started biting at her harder, letting his teeth properly press into the soft flesh of her breasts, leaving harder marks on the stunning redhead who never moved her hands from where he'd placed them on the bed. Christina gave a sharp, harsh cry as he put a particularly hard bite on her nipple, creasing her skin with a lasting mark as she craned up from the bed, eyes squeezed shut as she endured the pain, never asking him to stop as he pulled up away from her and drew his knees up underneath him to straddle the southern beauty. Christina opened her eyes to see what he was doing only to be met with a firm slap across her breast, making her gasp sharply and look up indignantly at the insult of it. Another slap landed across her breasts from the other side, pushing another gasp from her, the actress staring up at him a little angrily as he stepped it up a level. There was a pause as they looked each other in the eye, before he showed her what was what.

“Ah fuck!” she exclaimed, shoving her head back in the bedding though not trying to shy from his blows as he unleashed a fast, firm series of slaps to her breasts, fingers catching her all over from the sides and bottom of them to the sensitive nipples, flicking the delicate points into further hardness even as the sting spread and radiated through her chest.

“Quiet Christina, this is how it's gonna be,” he said calmly; dominantly. She shivered a little as he simply told her he was in charge, that to fuck him he was calling the shots. She'd rather given him that opportunity the second she'd taken her dress off, but to hear him say it was so sexy, just stating his claim to her. She exhaled hard at another blow, breasts jiggling as his hand made contact with her, shaking her body in what was the start of another series of sharp, firm slaps to her gorgeous curves. He picked it up and got harder, never hard enough to truly hurt her but more than enough to make her feel it, fingers marking her pale skin. She never complained or spoke throughout, hands remaining fixed where he'd pinned them, assuming her place as his while he slapped her chest, enjoying the spectacular shake of her tits as he doled out punishment on them until they were red with finger marks from his work.

“Ow!” Christina yelled out as he suddenly delivered two very hard slaps to her, one from either side, to jiggle her rack and leave a big final hand print on her beautiful body before he abruptly shoved his knees back and slid down her body. He left her gasping and looking down over her sore breasts as he withdrew over her legs, planting little kisses at her tummy down to her waistband as he hooked his fingers into the blue satin panties. Her heart rate spiked again in anticipation of him revealing her despite all that had gone so far, hoping he would be pleased when he pulled her panties down. She figured this was the last moment to stop things – though she had no intentions of doing that. He tugged at the elastic of her panties with his teeth to tease her before he started pulling the thong down, slowly easing them off her hips as she lifted herself a little to let him, the fabric clinging to her pussy as they slipped down before pulling away to reveal her, a thick patch of dark hair shaved into a neat triangle above her shaved lips.

He made her wait as he slid the panties down and threw them aside on the bed before sliding back down on her, pushing her legs apart to settle between her soft thighs and press his lips carefully to her silky pussy. Christina gave a groan as his mouth made contact with her labia, soft kisses landing all over her swollen lips beneath her neatly trimmed pubic hair as she arched in pleasure, pulling her legs up obediently as his arms slid under her thighs to take a dominant hold on her hips. Pinning her down to the bedding he drew his tongue up her pussy to make her shudder, being greeted by her thick, sweet juices as he easily split her labia in his draw from bottom to top. She was so wet and ready that she opened to him at just the briefest touch, juices so abundant he struggled to lap them up, a string of it connecting her pussy and his chin before he lapped it up easily and focused on really getting into her. Pressing his mouth to her his tongue split her lips again and found her clit, easily dispensing with the delicate hood and as he started softly circling around her most intimate nub.

“Ohh Goddamn...” she breathed as she tensed and shifted on the bed beneath him, wanting to push up into his ministrations but also just wanting to let him work at her. She'd been obedient for him as he'd had fun and now she was sure he'd pay her back, not wanting to interrupt him or incur punishment. She wasn't disappointed as he got to work on her, holding her confidently as his tongue started circling her clit more intently, working faster and harder at her button in precise circles as he worked between her silky pussy lips, nose pressed into her neat triangle of dark pubic hair. She wasn't a natural redhead and it showed, but nobody had ever complained about it and he certainly didn't as he lapped at her most sensitive area. She started carefully grinding her pelvis up into his mouth to accentuate the pleasure as he worked, tongue dancing between circling her clit in alternating directions and flicking across it, sometimes up underneath her soft hood and other times swiping back and forth across it. Everything he was doing was lighting her up however and she relaxed into it, pulling her knees back just a little more to give him full access to do whatever he wanted to her.

She whined in pleasure and frustration as he left her clit and dragged his tongue up her pussy again, using the tip of his tongue to split her lips open again and pressing with the flat of his tongue on others to tingle her smoothly shaven skin, prepared just for him before she had arrived. Christina groaned in pleasure as he delved his tongue deeply into her, thrusting it as deep as he could into her hot, juicy pussy, feeling her muscles squeezing down around him in need as she tensed and contracted a little with excitement, her pussy ready for him to sink his cock into any time he liked. He thrust his tongue rapidly back and forth inside her, working it to all sides of her vagina to stimulate her delectable tunnel as her hips rocked beneath him. Pulling from her sweet hole he lapped up over her clit once more, then dove right down and pulled his tongue firmly over her asshole and all the way back up to her clit as she gave a deep shudder, the different sensation spreading through her and tingling her in a way she'd not quite experienced before. It felt good though, and she was very pleased as he repeated it several more times, getting firmer to test the tightness of her ass a little more until he gave a final pull up that perfectly split her lips around him and settled back into her clit.

“Don't stop,” she almost begged as his tongue started dancing around her button once again, sending undulating waves of pleasure through her body as his tongue hit different spots of her. Close to orgasm now, the renewed stimulation at her most intimate spot was all it was going to take and she was desperate to see it through now, resisting the urge to reach down and grab his head lest he decide to punish her and stop. Her fingers twisted back into the bedding as his tongue continued unstoppably, dancing and circling her, pressing harder now, almost too hard but creating just the perfect stimulation for her, seeming to know what she needed to climax. There was a few more seconds where all that broke the air was the wet sound of him lapping intensely at her pussy and her hard, urgent gasps as she built few the final few seconds to a powerful orgasm. She needed it so badly; it had been ages since anybody had gone down on her and this just felt divine, a pleasure like she had seemingly forgotten as her hips shuddered when the dam broke, the pinnacle of her gratification overcoming her powerfully.

Christina's head thrust back into the pillows as she wailed her unabashed ecstasy to the dimly lit bedroom and likely his neighbours as he brought her to orgasm, tongue dancing tightly around and over her clit as she shuddered beneath him. Her juices coated his chin as he held her down and continued to attack her button, the curvy actress jolting and spasming on the bed as her muscles clenched up, waves of pleasure rocking her body as her thighs clenched up around him. Her cries of climax turned to sharp, overwhelmed gasps as it faded and she was suddenly sensitive, her body unable to handle his touch as she squeezed her thighs and straightened her legs to restrict him as she finally moved her hand to his head.

“Stop, stop! Please!” she squeaked, making him stop and lift his head with a smile, looking up to the exhausted actress as she flopped back on the pillows to heave in lungfuls of air, her fantastic tits rising and falling with her chest as she recovered, face flushed, skin prickled by beads of sweat in the aftermath. He let her just rest for an immediate few seconds and then carefully pushed up on arms, hands sliding from her pelvis as he wiped his mouth and pulled back to sit up on his knees, cock sticking up hard again in his shorts now, ready to conquer her. He left the gasping redhead where she was and turned to slide off the bed, standing up and walking round the side to open his drawers as she just lay absolutely zoned out for a moment. Tom could tell she'd needed that, and now he was going to give her even more; in the drawer he had a collection of bondage gear and some other kinky things. He wasn't going to go overboard with her, but he wanted to use it and take advantage of his opportunity with her, sure she would look fantastic done up in some of it. Throwing a set of leather cuffs and two lengths of thick rope onto the bed next to her, she looked over at them and widened her eyes, heart jumping as she realised what she was looking at.

“Ready, Christina?” he said with a smile, looking into her big eyes as she looked back up to him  unsurely while he discarded his shorts to the floor.

“Hey look...I dunno. I've never really explored...” she trailed off, looking back down to the restraints in front of her. Bondage had never been part of her sex life and she'd not even tried it out oddly enough.

“You want me to fuck you, right?” he asked, nerves through the roof as he pushed things in a way she might say no. The curvaceous actress looked down at his defined body and rock hard erection, throbbing with his heart beat and ready to slide deep inside her, knowing that she needed it. It was what she'd came for, and orgasm aside she needed to get fucked.

“Yes,” she said quietly, looking back up into his eyes.

“Then this is how it's gonna be,” he replied, holding his nerve and staring into her eyes with a steely determination. There was a pause, a tension between them;

“Ok,” she said quietly, holding his stare. He couldn't help but smile a bit as she conceded, pulling herself up on the bed as he picked up one of the ropes, a thick black one, testing it between his hands as she presented herself for him to work on.

“You'll enjoy it,” he said to reassure her as he sat on the bed beside her.

“We'll see,” she replied carefully as she he pulled the rope round the back of her neck, reaching up to free her hair from beneath it as he settled it evenly and then twisted it together several times down her sternum to about halfway between her breasts. Urging her arms up, he fed the rope around her body and pulled it back tightly across underneath her boobs, considering the length and deciding he had enough to do it again before passing it round her again and drawing the ropes out above her breasts. He had enough left on the long rope to do this another two times as well to securely bind her body, reaching behind her with the excess rope and securing it into a strong knot to pull the rope tight around her torso. With that secured he reached down for the other rope as Christina touched the ropes around her body, shifting a little to feel them wrapped around her body and feeling a hint of arousal at it. It was something different for sure, black rope contrasting intensely with her skin, and she knew more was coming as she looked back up at him equalising his other rope, an equally thick purple one, in his hands.

“Arms up,” he ordered calmly, Christina easily obeying as she looked back up at him as he leaned into her with the rope ready and waiting. Focusing on his task, he pulled the rope underneath the two bands of rope he'd created around her chest in between her enormous breasts and threaded it through itself to create a loop which he drew up tighter to pull the two ropes together. Pulling the ropes together, Christina felt them pull together and compress her breasts, pinching at them a little which made her shiver, drawing the rope up before he suddenly burst into energy to strongly and abruptly to pull sharply at the rope and shake it intently to draw the loop tight around the ropes and squeeze her breasts. The actress raspingly exhaled and quickly pulled back against him to hold herself up as he yanked on the rope around her body, feeling her body squeezed by the tightening bonds holding her, nervous but also excited. She'd had guys obsessed with her chest but nothing like this.

With the two ends of the rope, he took one and pulled it under her breast, already held up by the previous rope around her body, and weaved it under and around it, pushing it close to her body carefully as he drew it around and then up tight. Christina mumbled in slight discomfort as he drew it up and then pulled hard to squeeze her breast with the rope, cutting into her soft pale skin as he did, necking her fantastic boob and pushing it out tightly as her skin strained against its bond. With the initial wrap in place he then repeated it several more times just as tightly, confining her body with every twist until he only had a short length left which he drew up to her neck. Christina pulled her head back out the way without needing to be asked, giving him clearance to thread it under the first rope already there and then secure it in another skilful knot. He grabbed the other rope as she looked down at her famous breast, tightly bound and wrapped in the purple rope, cutting into her body. She wasn't quite sure what she felt, but knew she didn't want to stop him, leaning back again as he repeated the process with the other rope to secure both her breasts tightly, bound intently like she'd never felt before, pulled up and squeezed out against their restraints.

“Wow,” she murmured as she reached up and tentatively pressed her hands to her bound breasts, touching them delicately as if it would hurt, carefully running her hands over the tight, pressured flesh, giving them a slight squeeze and letting her fingertips caress the ropes around her body. She'd never had this done before and she had to admit she liked it, it had a feeling like she couldn't describe but she felt controlled and calm. He opened the leather cuffs and indicated for her to turn around, wanting to cuff her hands behind her. She hadn't been expecting that, figuring he'd just restrain her hands in front of her, but turned herself on the bed, loving how her securely tied tits barely jiggled as she did. Tom pulled her arms behind her, not roughly but commandingly, and fit a leather cuff around her wrist, buckling it securely. Christina waited as he did the same with the other wrist, making sure they were reassuringly snug on her before he pulled the metal catch up and clipped her hands together, pulling her shoulders back and straightening her up as she was restrained. She twisted her hands, finding herself unable to reach the clip and free herself if she wanted to, not that she did. It was her first time in bondage, but she was enjoying herself.

Turning her back on the bed, ready to lie down, he slid onto the bed at her feet and positioned himself between her legs, rock hard cock sticking up ready for her, inches from her sweet pussy where he was going to bury it momentarily. Christina looked into his eyes, breathing hard, dared to smile a little in excitement at him finally taking her; most men would have simply bent her over the second she'd arrived, but he'd taken his time with her and built up to this moment. Reaching over on the bed, he picked up her blue satin panties that he'd peeled off her earlier and bunched them up in his hand, then simply reached up and stuffed them into her mouth, grabbing hold of her chest harness with his other hand to constrain her as he pushed them in firmly and make it clear she was to keep them there. Christina gave a muffled mumble in surprise and gagged as they touched her throat, unprepared for it as he shoved in her makeshift gag. This was also something she'd definitely never had done before, but she had no further time to think about it as his hands went onto her tight breasts, pushed out for him by his handiwork, squeezing at her huge, confined tits firmly, feeling her nipples driving into his palms before he pulled back to pinch them tightly.

Christina cried out as he did, muffled by her panties, her nipples much more sensitive now due to the bondage, making her wince at the pain that shot through her before he grabbed her breasts again and pushed her backwards onto the bed, laying back onto the pillows with her arms trapped beneath her to lift her from the bed. With her shoulders pulled back her fantastic tits were pushed up for complete enjoyment by him, his hands briefly groping her again before he wasted no further time in pulling her knees up and sliding between them, his rock hard cock pushing over her shaved lips and through her triangle of dark pubic hair. She was so wet that his head was already slick with her juices as he reached down to line himself up, just nudging his tip in between her puffy lips, before he leg his knees slide out from under him and his whole body sank down to drive every inch of his throbbing erection deep inside her. Her body welcomed him in, letting him sink every last millimetre of his manhood into her silken tunnel before her muscles squeezed, clamping down on him in pleasure as he penetrated her.

They both groaned with pleasure, Tom pushing up from the bed on his hands either side of her head as he forced his pelvis down to embed himself inside her. Christina groaned in absolute satisfaction of his cock being inside her, having needed it for so long and been looking forward to it all day, the motivation for her bold proposition finally delivered to her. Her body tingled as he slowly drew back and then buried himself in her once more, nerve endings along her soft tunnel buzzing as the bulbous shape of his cock drove over them, her body wrapping itself around him snugly as he took her. He smiled as he started to work his hips, pleased that she could take him all in one stroke, her body feeling blissful on his bare cock as he started to fuck her. He took long strokes of his cock, pulling back so his head threatened to slip out of her then burying it completely back inside her again so he pushed against her hips, head bumping against her cervix with every thrust. Christina moaned with every thrust, her body alive with sensation as he fucked her, looking up into his eyes and watching the pleasure on his face as he took pleasure from her she knew he'd wanted for a while.

She continued to make muffled sounds through her panties as she dropped her head completely and closed her eyes, squeezing shut as she was overwhelmed by the feeling of finally getting fucked. He pulled his knees back under him and straightened up to fuck her harder, shorter strokes pounding into her now as he worked his hips intently into her, knowing what she needed. His cock pressed up into her G-spot as he held her thigh to crank himself against her body, fucking her hard as his hand slid back over her tummy to her mound, thumb seeking out her hard clit to get her there. The flame haired beauty gave a distinct grunt through her makeshift gag as he touched her, working his thumb around to find her button perfectly under her hood before rubbing her quickly with intense circles that made her tense up with whine, pushing into his ministrations as he continued to work his cock in and out of her hard.

It didn't take more than a few more seconds of the combined assault on her curves for the actress to give a shudder, tensing up as her pussy squeezed down on his cock, a throaty, grunting groan escaping her panty stuffed mouth as she came to orgasm again, head shoved back into the pillows as her body clenched up in ecstasy. He thumped his cock into her clamping pussy a few more times, burying himself full depth before sliding out of her, making her crane up from the bed to see what he was doing. She had no time to register it however as he grabbed her knees and swung them over to rotate her body, the delicious redhead tumbling over on the bed onto her front, relieving the pressure on her arms but alternating it to her chest as she rolled over onto her tightly bound breasts with a grunt of discomfort as the ropes pulled into her pale body. She was still catching her breath in the wake of her climax as he shoved her legs apart again and slid on top of her, grabbing his cock to easily line it up with her dripping pussy before sliding straight into her again, pushing a mumble of pleasure from her at being filled once more.

He pushed to the hilt inside her, legs out straight on the bed behind her now as he thrust hard into her, driving down against her curvy ass as he slammed his cock inside her, testing her depths and relishing the hot, wet sensations of her vagina squeezing at him, Christina working her muscles to stimulate him as he took her roughly, head down into the pillows as he just fucked her. It was a mixture of sensations as she was rocked on her sensational chest, her bindings holding her up from the bed as he fucked her from behind, legs wide apart so he had complete access to her. Driving down over her G-spot only served to make her tingle again despite her preceding orgasm still being fresh in her mind, satisfaction from it still lingering in her body as he thumped down into her. He drove himself down into her with several hard, persistent thrusts, burying all of his cock into her and feeling her squeeze around him before he slowly withdrew and slipped out of her, pausing to pull his legs up and crouch over her on his feet before pushing his cock back into her, slipping easily into her haven to continue fucking her as she murmured.

He worked himself against her, pushing his thighs down into her juicy ass and loving the new sensations he felt from his renewed angle, pussy wrapped round him differently again as he fucked the beautiful actress. She just had her head down in the pillows, enjoying what she'd come for, his cock inside her and filling her perfectly. His hands were on hers, holding them in bondage where he'd secured them behind her back, quite intimate and connected as he screwed her, like she had asked him to. With a few more thrusts into her, letting her tingle every inch of him as he slipped it inside of her, he pulled back out and let his cock spring free. Quickly spitting thickly into his hand, he reached down and slicked the bulging purple head of his cock, making sure there was a good coating in that split second as he grabbed hold of it purposefully. Aiming it down and holding it intently, he guided it straight for her tight asshole and thrust powerfully inside, burying his thick cock deeply into Christina's ass in a sudden, strong motion. She jerked beneath him and let out a loud scream through her panties, lifting her head from the pillows as she screamed in pain, whole body spasming and tensing as it coursed through her body.

He grabbed her hands again, feeling her tightly grab his as he let his weight drive himself the rest of the way inside her trembling body, stretching her sphincter all the way to accommodate him fully, holding still and feeling her clamping down on him, body trying to cope with the sudden penetration. Her heart rate had spiked, breathing going through the roof as she pain overtook her, scream fading into hard, strained cries through her panties as tears pricked her eyes, one tumbling down her face as she closed them and dropped her head, trying to absorb the sensations and relax her tight asshole for him. She'd done anal but she wasn't a big fan, rarely getting much direct pleasure from guys fucking her ass and she'd never let herself be penetrated like this, so rough, so primal. It hurt, but she also realised her pussy was dripping wet again, a flood of arousal spreading through her as he took her so roughly. Despite the pain, she didn't ask him to stop; she was his, bound up, under his control and he was in control of her now, and she was loving that.

He pulled back carefully and pressed himself into her once more, sinking his erection slowly into her twitching hole as she tried to relax, still feeling the pain as he drove into her again and stretched her out. She willed herself to relax, trying to push into him like she did when using her dildo and let him into her easily. Being taken so roughly and given no chance to prepare for it didn't make it easy, her body still in spasm as he stepped it up, having broken her resistance enough to make her asshole a tight, accommodating place to bury his achingly hard cock. Christina could feel he was harder than he had been at any point when he was in her pussy, absolutely loving taking her anally and fucking her hard, his pace increasing now as he used her as his fuckdoll. She held his hands intently, this moment intimate and personal between them now even if she'd not been consulted about it, wanting it to be something they'd never forget; she certainly wouldn't. Using longer strokes now, he pulled back so her asshole bulged against his head, threatening to pop out of her but never giving it even a chance of happening, not risking his chance to finish fucking the stunning redhead in the ass.

She gave a murmur of pleasure as he fucked her, pain subsiding now as she just let her body enjoy the sensation of his driving repeatedly into her ass, the full length of his cock plunging balls deep every time as he slammed down into her on the bed, shaking her body and pressing her against her bound breasts as they ached beneath her. She pushed her hips up a little into him, giving him the signal she was into it, doing her part as she reacted to his strokes and gave herself to it, making sure to help him get as deep as possible. With her hips lifted from the bed, he untangled his fingers from hers and leaned over a little more to reach underneath her, fingers seeking her neatly trimmed pussy. She mumbled an initial protest at his touch, not wanting him to disrupt his own pleasure now, but murmured instinctively as his fingers found her swollen pussy, slipping through her abundant juices to find her stiff clit once more.

“Fuck you're wet,” Tom breathed with a smile, making her blush a little, not that he could see her face where she was buried under her tumble of red hair, face already flushed from exertion and pleasure. His fingers started dancing rapidly on her, making her groan and push into him, alternating it with shoving her ass back up into his thrusts, her sphincter squeezing harder and faster around him as waves of pleasure spread through her, serving to increase his pleasure and quicken his pace. His cock was absolutely rock hard as he pumped into her, thrusts shorter and harder now, slamming against her curvy booty as he chased his pleasure, egging each other on now to the finish. Her climax rushed up on her unexpectedly, thinking it'd take longer to get her there a second time, but the harder stimulation he was delivering to her clit combined with the different, unique feeling of him pounding deep in her ass combined to bring to rapidly to a hard orgasm with a different twist to it. Christina tightened up again beneath him as she shuddered to her peak, legs clenching and ass pushing up into him as she groaned loudly with the blue satin, hips bucking as he pounded into her, the orgasm shaking her soul.

With her coming again and her asshole pulsing round his penetrating cock in hard, sharp squeezes, his deep thrusts into her became as fast as he could make them, feeling the point of no return spread through his pelvis as his cock swelled as hard as it could, delivering a last few pounding slams into her, the hardest she'd ever been anally fucked in her life for a few seconds as he held on before he collapsed onto her with a roar. Tom slammed his body down into Christina's, spreading her flat on the sheets as he forced his cock as far into her ass as he possibly could and let go, his stiff cock jumping as he ejaculated a powerful burst into her, the actress groaning deeply as she felt it, head buried into the pillows again as she just took it. Collapsed on top of her, he bit down into the pale skin of her shoulder as she growled, cock ejecting every last bit of his hot load inside her, spasming and jerking as it jetted into her, balls tight to squeeze every last drop out of his cock.

Collapsing completely on her, they both breathed hard, sweat covering them as they flopped now, exhausted and spent in the aftermath of what had become a very energetic anal fuck. They stayed that way for a couple of minutes, neither having the energy to move as they recovered, drawing deep lungfuls of air as their heart rates recovered. He stirred on top of her when he felt enough strength to do so, pushing his hands into the bed as her sides, pausing to nuzzle through her hair and kiss her cheek softly before pushing himself up over her raising his knee as he slowly pulled his softening cock from the tight confines of her ass with a satisfying pop as he rolled off her onto his back on the bed. Christina tried to move, wanting to get off her chest, but struggled without her hands.

She mumbled and waved them at him, signalling him to help her, which he graciously did, holding her shoulders and pulling her back over the bed to roll her onto her side next to him. She breathed a sigh of relief as she was off her chest, stretching her legs out as he reached down to unclip her cuffs. Freeing her, Christina pulled them back around with utter relief, groaning in pleasure as blood flow resumed properly, shoulders relaxing as she shuffled her arm under her to get them in front. He laid back on the bed as she reached up and pulled her panties from her mouth, giving a slight gagging noise as she removed them and threw the damp satin to the floor. Still in her chest harness, she sagged back into the pillows and just rested properly as he lay beside her on his back, both of them breathing deeply into the dimly lit room, his hand reaching up to rest on her hip.

She didn't feel compelled to remove the harness immediately even though it was pulling uncomfortably into her alabaster skin, loving the tight bondage around her tits and wanting to just maintain it for a few more minutes as they rested. They just lay listening to each others breaths, Christina just letting herself zone out for a couple of minutes as she let the relief and satisfaction spread through her. She'd got what she wanted, better than she'd expected even if some of it had been rather unexpected, and now she just wanted to bask in the afterglow of it.

“You alright, Christina?” he asked, breaking the silence softly, fingers curling a little to squeeze her hip.

“Yeah,” she replied simply, not lifting her head.

“How did you like the rope?” he asked, sliding a finger into one of the ropes. He was curious to find out how she felt about the chest harness since it had been her first one. She'd made no protest since he'd put it on her after all. She hesitated, then realised it was silly to hold anything back after what they'd just done.

“I loved it, it feels so sexy. It's naughty, like I shouldn't be doing it, and it's like nothing I've ever felt before,” she said, admitting her enjoyment of the bondage.

“That's great,” he said with a smile, “maybe it's something you can explore more.”

“Maybe,” she replied with a smile, unseen by him.

“Do you want me to take it off now?” he asked, since she had been wearing it a while.

“Yeah, it's a bit uncomfortable now,” she said, shifting on the bed and casting a glance down to her massive chest pushed out, pale skin now dark with trapped blood. He immediately set about untying her, expertly releasing the ropes at her neck and unravelling the ropes from around her breasts, making her sigh with relief as they were released and sagged more naturally again, feeling the cool sensation of blood circulating fully again. He stripped that rope off her and then quickly undid the first rope around her body, Christina pushing up onto her elbow as he freed it and then unwound it from her body until it only hung around her neck, where she reached up to pull it over her head and drop it onto the floor before lying back down on the pillow. Tight rope marks lined her body and breasts, the evidence of her bondage liable to be slow to fade from her stunning curves.

“So are you leaving soon?” he asked, laying back to the bed. He'd expect her to gather her things and awkwardly leave given the situation.

“I'd like to stay for a while...if you don't mind,” she said softly, a statement rather than a question.

“Ok,” he breathed, smiling a little as his heart jumped, the thought of getting to keep Christina for the night a welcome treat.

“If that's alright? Like stay the night?” she questioned, clarifying.

“Stay the weekend if you want,” he replied, turning towards her and running his hand down her side. She smiled, pressing herself into the pillows more as she was accepted. Satisfied, she didn't want to go anywhere.

“I wanna sleep for a bit, but wake me up when you want to fuck me again,” she said quietly, eyes closed as she let herself relax, already drifting off. It wasn't if, it was when. His heart squeezed in anticipation of that moment, when he could just wake up the gorgeous redhead for more fun. Sliding carefully off the bed away from her, he pushed his feet down to stand, Christina not moving or questioning him as he unfolded a spare blanket he had for her since she was on top of the sheets. Spreading it over her, she murmured with contentment before he stepped out of the room to go grab a drink, needing a recharge himself before he got back to the foxy southern redhead. It was certainly going to be an interesting, exhausting night.

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The End.

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Viri

Re: Christina Hendricks - #SelfDate
« Reply #2 on: December 27, 2019, 02:32:56 PM »
Great work with this story. Loved all the tit play.
 

Cadeauxxx

Re: Christina Hendricks - #SelfDate
« Reply #3 on: December 28, 2019, 02:44:04 PM »
Amazing story, I thoroughly enjoyed it reading this morning. The bondage play definitely came as a surprise!
Check me out on Patreon if you like my work!
 
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TLMorgan

Re: Christina Hendricks - #SelfDate
« Reply #4 on: January 01, 2020, 01:44:03 PM »
“I wanna sleep for a bit, but wake me up when you want to fuck me again."  8#=D

Probably my favorite line in this whole story.

How lucky was Tom? Being the first guy since being married for over 10 years to satisfy her marvelous body. Bondage isn't my thing, but I enjoyed it in this story.  :Y:
 
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BlingBlingWarrior

Re: Christina Hendricks - #SelfDate
« Reply #5 on: February 17, 2020, 08:12:07 PM »
This is a classic, one of the best stories I've ever read with this red headed goddess.
 

 

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