Christina Hendricks: My First Weekend Single

[TLMorgan]

My First Weekend Single

Starring Christina Hendricks

Disclaimer: This story is pure fictional and everyone is over the age of 18.

Codes (MF,cons,oral)

It’s been a rough 5 days for Good Girls star actress Christina Hendricks as she and husband of 10 years Geoffrey Arend have announced their separation. The announcement came as a surprise to everyone, but the actress and her soon to be ex-husband. The fire and passion in their marriage had been slowly declining over the years to where sex was more of a repetitive chorus than pleasure time. While the separation is amicable, it was still tough ending a partnership that lasted a decade.

That same week, Christina had moved out of their shared home in New York and into a smaller studio apartment for the time being. By the time Friday rolled around, she had all of her belongings in the small, lonely studio apartment. Being alone for the first time in years was already taking a dreadful toll on the actress.

After a long hot bubble bath, Christina received a phone call from an old friend from Fairfax, Virginia named Betty Thompson. The two went to high school together and became the best of friends. The last time they saw each other was right before their senior year. Christina and her family had to move again. The two friends tried to stay in touch, but once Christina’s acting career took off, their friendship slowly became a distant memory.

Betty told Christina that she got her phone number from her mom. She heard about the separation like everyone else and wanted to be there for her. She invited the top-heavy actress to stay the weekend at her place for a nice reunion.

Betty is a hard-working, single parent of an 18-year-old son named Elliot. He would be away for the weekend with some friends at a cabin on the lake. Christina would be staying in his room for the weekend. The curvaceous star of Mad Men through about turning down the offer, but realized being around an old friend might help ease her into her new life as a single woman. She booked the first flight out from New York to Virginia Saturday morning to avoid a large crowd.

She arrived at the Washington Dulles International Airport that Saturday afternoon near Fairfax. Betty was waiting for her outside of the luggage claim. The two embraced in a warm tearful reunion after years of being absent in each other’s lives. After the warm greeting, Betty helped Christina put her suitcases into her car and Betty took the actress to her suburban home.

Once they arrived, Betty got Christina settled in Elliot’s bedroom. It was certainly a bedroom designed for a teenage boy with a big screen flat TV, a video game console with a massive collection of games, a variety of posters ranging from action movies to heavy metal rock bands and big-breasted swimsuit models hanging on his walls. He left a pile of clothes in the middle of his room, either leftover from his packing or clothes that needed immediate washing.

“Sorry. I thought he had cleaned his room before he left for the weekend,” Betty apologized and threw the left out clothes into a nearby basket.

“It’s quite okay. Teenage boys will be boys,” Christina added. She vividly remembered her teenage years not being very kind to her. Even before she grew her humongous breasts, she was teased, bullied, and picked on for being different and Betty was her only friend in high school.

After a home-cooked meal, the two old friends moved into the living room and shared some old high school stories over a bottle of wine.

“Remember that guy, Jake McAllister?” Christina asked Betty.

“The cute nerd boy from your drama class?” Betty slightly recalls.

“Yeah. I don’t think I ever told you that he finger-banged me in the janitor’s closet after our first play.”

“Holy shit, really?” Betty gasped in a shock reaction and took a sip of wine.

“Oh my god, yes. We were on a high from a successful play. That was the first time a guy touched my vagina,” Christina explained. “I wanted to go further, but we had to go celebrate with the rest of the drama class. I miss feeling that type of randomness in my marriage. Geoffrey and I stop having sex a few months ago. So how’s your sex life?”

“Couldn’t be better! Doug and Barney are great lovers,” Betty replied.

“Wait, what?! You’re fucking two guys!?” Christina gasped, taking a large drink of her wine.

“No. Those are the names of my vibrators,” Betty laughed.

“Oh my god, woman!” Christina wildly chuckled before taking another sip of her wine.

“If you want to borrow one or both, I’ll make an exception for them to cheat this one time,” Betty said.

“Thanks, but I don’t want to make The Rock jealous when I get home,” replied Christina.

“The Rock?! Oh my god! You’re dating Dwayne Johnson!! Well, you certainly didn’t waste any time,” Betty said.

“No silly, it’s the name of my vibrator,” Christina laughed. “It’s big, hard, and brown.”

The two old friends continued to reminisce about old times, spoke about Christina’s marriage situation and how Betty could relate to being divorced from Elliot’s father.

By the time eleven ‘O’clock rolled around, Betty was snoring on the couch with her empty wine glass in hand. The multiple glasses of wine Christina consumed gave her a tingling feeling between her legs. She actress headed upstairs to take care of her problem but first wanted to change into her nightwear. She looked inside her suitcases and realized she forgot to pack a pair of pajamas.

“Fuck. How could I forget? I guess the stress of being divorce soon does that to you,” she said to herself.

Out the corner of her beautiful eye, she spots a large t-shirt hanging off the back of Elliot’s computer chair. “Hmm. I’m sure he won’t mind if I borrow one of his shirts to sleep in for the weekend.”

Christina began undressing by removing her designer jeans and then pulled up her brown cashmere sweater and tossed it onto the bed. She reached behind her back and unhooked her tailor-made huge white brassiere. She heaved a sigh of relief once her gigantic 34HHH breasts were free from their confinement.

She grabbed the large black shirt with a photo of a heavy metal rock band on the front that she didn’t recognize and slid it over her voluptuous body. Christina kept her silk white panties on and her fluffy red socks as it was a bit drafty in the bedroom. The draft was hardening up her petite nipples through the cotton fabric.

After changing, Christina returned to her suitcase and reached inside for a little fun.

“Hello Rock,” she said with wide eyes and a Cheshire cat grin as she held up her sleek, long, and thickly dildo like a holy grail.

For the next several minutes, the busty actress plunged the massive dildo in and out of her wet beaver while lying in a bed that belonged to her old high school best friend’s son. She tried her best to keep her moans and whimpers low and soft, but the pleasure from Rock was too intense.

“Ooooh goddddd!” she cried out, arching her back, thrusting out her giant voluptuous breasts while repeatedly hitting her pleasure spots with long strokes of her dildo.

The front door opened up downstairs and Betty’s son, Elliot had returned home earlier than expected. He saw his mom passed out drunk on the couch and then headed upstairs. He faintly, but distinctively heard the sounds of a woman moaning in heat from his bedroom. The closer he got towards his bedroom, the louder the moans and cries became for his listening pleasure. He knew his mom was inviting an old friend over to stay the weekend while he was away on his trip, but the trip was cut short due to another friend being really ill.

Elliot turned the knob to the door and slowly pushed it open enough so that he could take a peek inside. He gasped upon seeing a woman on his bed, arching her back, and thrusting out the biggest pair of tits he ever saw hidden beneath one of his rock band t-shirts. All the blood in his body immediately rushed towards his crotch and extended his penis in the most uncomfortable boner he ever had.

Elliot grabbed at his very hard and painful erection through his jeans while eyeing Christina nearing her climax. Suddenly, his cell phone goes off with one of his heavy metal rock band songs as his ring tone.

Christina was startled and her concentration was broken. She sat up in bed and found Elliot spying on her by the doorway with one hand over his erected crotch. Elliot was even more shocked and surprised to find out that the woman masturbating in his bed was none other than Christina Hendricks. His mouth was open, but nothing came out as he ogled the top-heavy actress in disbelief.

“You must be Betty’s son, Elliot,” said Christina, breaking the awkward ice. “Well, we’re both adults here, although I’m much older than you by a couple of decades. I was indeed masturbating and was well on my way to climax before I was rudely interrupted.”

“O-oh god, I’m so-so sorry,” a stuttering Elliot apologized.

Christina climbed out of bed and walked towards the young man as his dick was harder than granite. His deep brown eyes followed the heavy swaying of her humongous braless knockers beneath one of his t-shirts. Her nipples poked through the material like sharp daggers.

“I’m going to need more than some silly little apology,” Christina suggested to Elliot in a seductive manner while eyeballing the swollen bulge in his pants. “I’m going to need some of that dick.”

She dropped down to her knees in front of the frozen 18-year-old and swiftly unfastens his belt, unbuttons his jeans and pulled them down to his ankles. His rock-hard shaft jutted beneath his blue and white striped boxers at face level.

“My, my, my. You’re quite packing,” Christina praised and lightly kissed the tip of his dick through his boxers. “I bet you get no complaints from the ladies.”

“N-no, I-I don’t, ma’am,” he stuttered.

“Ma’am is so formal. I’m about to suck your dick. Please, call me Christina or your whore or slut,” she devilishly suggested while smiling up towards him and in one swoop, yanked his boxers down to his ankles and exposed his meaty pillar of hardness with its swollen throbbing tip. She licked her juicy lips at the sight of his fabulous hard cock. “Your much bigger than my soon to be ex-husband. I haven’t tasted another man’s cock in over ten years.”

With glee, Christina engulfed Elliot’s long hard dick between her thick juicy lips and began bobbing her head up and down with long strokes of her mouth over his member. It wasn’t long before she tasted the salty creamy discharged from Elliot’s overly-keen cock. She increased the tempo of her sucking, gleefully humming all the while. Elliot moaned loudly as he felt the beautiful redhead clenching and caressing his tight butt cheeks while her mouth worked his penis into near ejaculation.

“F-fuck!” he gasped, rolling his head and eyes back.

The noisy mixture of Elliot’s moans and Christina’s sloppy sucking traveled downstairs from the bedroom doorway and if Betty wasn’t drunkenly passed out on the couch, she would have been alarmed.

After several minutes sucking her first new penis in years, Christina pulled her mouth off, stood up and closed the bedroom door. She then escorted Elliot to his bed. She took off his shoes, jeans, and boxers while he took off his shirt and tossed it to the ground leaving him only in his socks. The 18-year-old had a skinny fat physique that didn’t bother the actress. Her soon-to-be ex-husband has a similar body but was taller by 3 inches. Elliot had a much bigger dick.

The 6 foot Elliot sat on the edge of the bed in just a pair of white socks with his iron-hard prick dripping in Christina’s saliva. She stood up holding the hem of the large t-shirt, lifted it over her head and tossed it to the floor. Elliot was in complete awe at the sight of the most infamous pair of massive breasts in Hollywood. His cock throbbed harder and extended an inch longer.

“You ready to fuck these large fat melons, huh? You want these juicy massive funbags all over your hard cock?” Christina taunted, scooping up her heavy triple H’s, bouncing and wobbling them in front of the lust-filled eyes of Elliot. “As funny as this sound, Geoffrey was not a boob guy. He loved my hair, my eyes, my lips, my legs, and my ass, but wasn’t fond of my huge titties like so many red-blooded men in the world who yearned and fantasized about seeing me topless and having their way with my humongous hooters. You’re going to be the first guy in years I pleasure with these bad boys.”

Elliot watched hungrily as Christina leaned down and swung her heavy fat mammaries against his aching cock. The heavy flesh balloons from her chest battered his raging hard meat into a pulp for a few minutes before she dropped down onto her knees between his open legs and smothered his painfully hard erection between the soft chasms of her immeasurable cleavage.

“Holy fuck!” Elliot cried out with desire in his voice. Never in his wildest dreams did he believe the curvaceous actress from Mad Men and Good Girls would be on her knees, pummeling his cock between her giant luscious jugs. As she bounced them up and down, the bottoms slapped loudly against his hairy thighs. His toes curled in his socks from the sensuous sensation.

“Hmmm. Your big throbbing prick feels so good between my huge tits,” Christina praised, clasping her hands together to squash her large fat breasts even tighter around his cock as she feverishly bounced them up and down.

“O-oooh god, slut! I love your big fucking tits. Oh god!” he cried out, clinging at his bed sheets for dear life.

After a 5 minute tit-fuck, Christina abruptly released her titty stronghold, took his wet slimy cock and slapped it across the tops of her meaty pale bosoms. The actress loved hearing the young man moans and cries to the feeling of her voluptuous twins, so she turned it up a notch and dragged her hard nipples, one after another up and down his hard as steel shaft, from his hanging fat scrotum to the bulbous mushroom head until both of her nipples were soiled in pre-jizz.

Afterward, Christina took a few minutes to lick and suck the swollen crimson knob of his raging hard spear before trapping it back between her gigantic funbags and resumed tit-fucking him to orgasmic levels he never felt before.

“I’m about to cum. I’m gonna cum between your titties. OH FUUUCCCK!!” Elliot cried out in pleasure.

Christina wasn’t prepared for the single massive rope of thick creamy cum that blasted across her face from Elliot’s pulsing appendage. Another large squirt followed hitting her lips and chin. She held her enormous knockers tight around his cum-spitting cock and continued to milk it dry, flooding and staining her sweaty hot cleavage with his rich creamy jism.

“Did these slutty juicy funbags make you cum?” she teased while molding her huge boobs all over his sticky member. “We gotta get him up again. I’m not done yet.”

After using her former nightshirt to wipe the thick wads of cum off her face, Christina instructed Elliot to lay his entire body on top of his bed. She slipped off her soaking wet panties and revealed her cunt that was lightly layer with a sandy-brown bush and then climbed up on top of Elliot with her pussy hovering over his face and she facing his cock.

Her vagina had a sweet ripe smell from her unfinished masturbation session that flared up Elliot’s nostrils. He wasted no time in burying his face in her dipping-wet snatch, exploring her sensitive outer labia with his tongue and lightly nibbling the fleshy walls surrounding her pink slit. His dick immediately hardens again and Christina seized it between her hands and her juicy lips, giving him a double stroke of pleasure.

Elliot’s tongue finally entered the warmth and dampness of Christina’s twat, causing a loud gasp out of her heavy cock-filled mouth. The wetness inside her ripe cunt tasted tangy and lit up Elliot’s taste buds. He found the sweet spot inside her creamy goodness and fiercely attacked it with his tongue, sending orgasmic chills surging through her body.

“OOHHHH GODDDD!!” Christina bellowed out, his rock-hard member slipping out of her mouth covered in saliva. “Fuck, Elliot, fuck!”

As Elliot’s tongue explored every nook and cranny of her extremely moist vagina, Christina tried to refocus her efforts on sucking his big hard tool, but having her cunt ravished in a way she hasn’t felt in years was an overwhelming sensation and she was ready to have his cock buried deep inside her.

“I need your cock in me, Elliot. Oh god!”

The busty actress climbed off the young stud’s face and aligned her hot, dripping-wet love tunnel over his throbbing manhood in squatting position. She slowly lowered her mature cunt and swallowed his hardness until there was nothing left and her ample ass touched his thighs. They groaned in unison as he was buried balls-deep inside her creamy pussy.

“Oh fuck!” Christina cried out, placing her hands on his lightly hairy chest and began bouncing up and down on his meaty junk. Her big curvy succulent ass slapped against his quivering thighs with each pounce and her enormous heavy tits swayed and flopped around on her chest, dripping in an abundance of sweat. It was a spectacular vision to take in for the 18-year-old she was fucking.

Elliot raised his hands above his head as he basked in the splendid pleasure of Christina Hendricks fucking her mature womb on his cock. Even at 44, her pussy was snug, soft as silk, hot and wetter than a dam as it stroked up and down his stiff elongated member. He felt her cuntmouth squeeze around his man meat even tighter signaling she was on the verge of cumming.

“Ooohhh YEEESS! Ooohhh god, YEEEESSS! Ooohhhhh GODDDDDD!!” she screamed out, cumming hard like a runaway freight train.

Before her orgasmic high could fade, Elliot rolled the horny actress into missionary and proceeded to pound her into the mattress with aggressive force. He lifted one of her legs over his shoulder and kept the other one spread across the bed as he jack-hammered his throbbing member between her gooey cum-soaked cuntlips. His hairy ball sack slapped repeatedly against the bottom of her plentiful ass with each fierce thrust.

Oh YES! OH YESSS! OH FUCK! FUCK!” Christina moaned, uttering a string of senseless obscenities while being drilled by a much younger man with lots of stamina. She knew this fucking would be vastly different than plain sex with her soon-to-be ex-husband.

“You like this hard cock, you fucking old whore. Hmmm, fuck! This old cunt feels so much better than the young sluts I used to fuck in high school,” Elliot bloated, as he sat upon his knees and held the actress’s ankles to keep her legs spread apart while his throbbing tool continued to rapidly jab in and out of her mature juicy twat. The spectacle of her world-famous knockers bouncing in a ballistic frenzy to the rhythm of his thrusting caused his cock to stiffen and swell beyond its current state. “Goddamn, look at those giant titties bounce. Ohhh, fuck!”

After a few minutes, Elliot placed both of Christina’s legs over his shoulders and leaned forward pushing her knees into her bouncing chest. The vinegar stench that reeked from Christina’s sock-covered sweaty feet heighten his sexual prowess and he began fucking her hot snatch with a few long hard strokes before furiously piledriving balls-deep inside her soggy cunt causing the curvaceous actress to succumb to another mighty orgasm.

“OH MY GOD, OH MY GOD, OOOH MYYYY GODDDDD!!” she screamed in a primal rage like never before in her life from the merciless pounding.

Elliot felt he was on the verge of busting the fattest and juiciest nut he ever produced after Christina’s warm drenched snatch bathed his thrusting manhood in another patch of her creamy cum, but wanted to end perhaps this once in a lifetime opportunity in his favorite position.

“I want to fuck you doggy style, whore,” Elliot commended and withdrew his cum-dripping member from her arching pink wet hole. Both her pussy and asshole were glistening in her womanly spillage that also stained the bedding under their private parts.

Elliot repositioned the two of them off the bed and stood behind Christina. He lifted one of her legs up onto the bed with her foot firmly flat on the surface and realigned his stiff hardwood against the opening of her overly moist pink squeezebox. He plunged his super-rigid shaft rapidly inside her juicy fuck tunnel causing her to break out in a moaning frenzy. His swiftly-moving pelvic slammed hard against the quivering bulbous cheeks of her big ass with each concentrated thrust. He reached around with his hands and grappled more than a handful of her swinging monster tits the best he could, mauling them with wild abandon as he fast-paced drilled her wet steaming hot pussy, hitting her cervix with the swollen crimson tip of his big hard cock.

Christina shot her head back in agony and ecstasy from the intense pounding and having her nipples tweaked as another amplified orgasm was brought forth.

“OOOOOOOHHHHHHHH, I’m cumming!! FUCK!! YEEEESSSSS!! FUCK MEEEEEEE!! UUUUHHHHH FUUCCCK!!” she screamed and this time was loud enough to awaken Betty from her drunken slumber.

“What the hell?!” a drunk Betty mumbled.

Suddenly, Elliot felt a massive surge of pleasure overwhelming him as the actress’s cum-drenched pink hole was milking his harden cock for all it’s worth.

“Fuck! I’m about to cum, bitch!”

“Uuuhhhh!!! Inside me! CUM inside me!” Christina desperately pleaded.

With an orgasmic rage, Elliot released a violent flow of thick milky cum drenching the inside of the actress’s womb.

“Aaaahhh fuck! Oooh fuck! Holy shit -- motherfucker,” Elliot grunted. His entire body was trembling from being ravished with ecstasy as his spunk filled her cunt to the brim. A trail of his sticky load started leaking out from the opening of Christina’s fleshy pink hole and ran down her legs.

Elliot held onto Christina by her massive tits until his heavy balls were completely drained of its contents. He then dislodged his flaccid cock from her gooey womb causing the busty actress to collapse onto the bed. His drained body soon followed and lied next to hers.

“Holy fuck! What a rush,” said a contented and heavy panting Christina. “Maybe divorce life won’t be so bad.”

The End

[JustinMays402]

Should've taken a load all over her huge jugs but other than that...hot stuff

[TLMorgan]

Should've taken a load all over her huge jugs but other than that...hot stuff

Well he did glaze in between them, but I see what you mean. Maybe next time.

[Chlp]

Great work, always love to read about Christina getting nailed.  Hopefully a sequel or 2 about her enjoying some post divorce action

[extreme1]

Amazing story, gotta love Christina the cougar.

[watermouse588]

amazing story; I thoroughly enjoy reading this !!! thanks for taking your time to write this wonderful story

[Cadeauxxx]

This was amazing! I love it when you write Christina. You really know how to give her the romping that this buxom lady deserves. 

Cannot wait to see what other adventures she goes on now that she is single 

[diamond_luv]

Great story, it was a fun read. The bit about the Rock made me laugh.

[HearszAM]

Damn, that was hot!
Always a sucker for the “younger male - older woman” storyline.

Just started watching “Good Girls” so this was just what I needed to read 🤤

Great work 👏