Christina Hendricks - The Call Back
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This is the third part of a series, following on from "Christina Hendricks - The Audition" and "Kat Dennings - The Audition".
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Christina Hendricks had received a brief phone call the same evening of her first, and surely not last, intense audition that left her throat aching. The conversation had been less than a minute and Christina had simply heard what she was expecting quite frankly. James had told her if she was still interested in the part then a second audition was on the table for her.
It infuriated her somewhat as he immediately put the ball in her court and simply offered it to her, essentially asking her if she wanted it even when she’d clearly expressed she did that morning when she’d left. It felt like ages ago.
She confirmed to him that yes, she was still very much interested in the part and wanted a second audition, at which he delightedly responded and then gave her the details, wanting her back in the day after next. It gave her a chance to contemplate it all and prepare herself for what she was sure would be a very physical experience.
Christina couldn’t keep it from her mind throughout the following day, anxiously turning it over in her mind, fleetingly thinking it wasn’t what she wanted before reminding herself that she’d very deliberately made the decision to play the game so she was going to see it through. A big roll of the dice that could result in a big pay off, both for her bank account and her ego. She also hated backing out of something once she’d committed so she was going to see it through even if it didn’t pay off, though she couldn’t see how. James had wanted to bed her for years and she was finally giving him the chance, and she intended to work hard to give him the best possible fuck to solidify his decision.
She had no idea the play Kat Dennings had already made and that her chances of securing the role had already diminished to essentially zero, with the curvy brunette taking charge to ensure she maintained her position as the preferred choice, rendering Christina’s second audition efforts moot. On that basis she turned up for the second audition as agreed, only just over a day after her first effort though it seemed like so much had happened in that time.
She’d calmed her nerves a little with a drink before hand, maybe two, and strutted into the same studio as the previous day. Christina tried to keep it calm but her tummy was aflutter, not knowing quite what was going to happen even though she was fully aware what she had to do. She strutted in wearing a simple black cotton dress, pulled in with a belt around her waist to accentuate her incredible hourglass figure, the outline of her bra temptingly visible through the thin fabric that led down to her pale, bare legs and high heels.
“Christina, an absolute pleasure to see you again so soon,” James smiled, greeting her with open arms and leaning in for a kiss on the cheek.
“I’m sure,” she smiled, since the deal was clear.
“This way,” he gestured, showing her in and locking the door behind her. Christina remained calm, taking a slow breath as her heels clicked on the floor on the way through into the small office space.
“So, how was Kat’s audition?” Christina said, turning back towards him as he followed her in.
“Confidential,” he replied after a pause.
“Cut the shit, James. I bet you told her what I did yesterday morning,” she countered.
“It may have come up,” he said with a smile.
“I bet, so gimme some details.”
“It went very well, very energetic,” he said, barely able to hide his satisfaction in his smile.
“Oh I bet, she’s eager for this part you said,” Christina replied, narrowing her eyes a little.
“She is, she plays the game and knows the deal,” he said.
“Knows how to get a part,” Christina finished.
“Absolutely.”
“Well, my turn now I guess,” she said with a short laugh, half fake, half real, the nerves bubbling up and trembling her normally steely demeanour.
“That’s what you’re here for,” James said.
“Yes, just as I asked for,” she said, almost sounding like she was trying to convince herself.
“You don’t have to, Christina, you can walk away if you’re unsure,” he offered, wanting everything to be on the level. It really was her choice.
“Will I get this job if I don’t?” she asked pointedly.
“Realistically, no,” he replied simply.
“Then let’s do this,” she replied, looking him in the eye.
“Gladly,” he smiled, “come over here and take your dress off.”
“My dress?” she asked, caught off guard by how quickly he kicked things off, which was silly given he’d done the same to her the day before.
“Yeah, if you don’t mind,” he said with slight amusement, liking how she was caught off guard even though it was what she’d signed up for.
“No, no...of course,” she mumbled, stepping forward towards the couch he’d indicated, quite literally the casting couch for her. Christina’s fingers fumbled at her belt, releasing the wide leather strap about her waist and looking to throw it aside. She took a second to figure out where to put it, seeing a chair and stepping to it so she could put her clothes down, coiling the belt up and then reaching down for the hem of her dress. Her fingers played along the floaty black cotton edge for a moment, taking a deep breath and letting it out slowly to calm her thumping heart before the grasped it properly and peeled it up to reveal her gorgeous, pale curves as he watched on from behind her.
She knew he would be staring at her and made sure to arch her back a little, making her round ass look as enticing as possible in the lacy black panties she’d worn. They didn’t quite match her bra since that was a lightly padded, far more simple affair but it all worked together fine and James certainly didn’t care, relishing the moment as she lovely redhead undressed for him. She turned back to him, seeing his smile as she just let him stare, holding her arms out to accentuate it.
“Happy?” she enquired.
“Very,” he said, stepping towards her.
“Lead the way,” she said, handing over control to him, knowing he’d like that. She wasn’t wrong and he happily took the lead, reaching out for her hand to pull her a little hurriedly towards him and into an unexpected kiss. It was hot and hard, their tongues immediately twisting together, Christina finding it a welcome interlude to take her mind off things for a brief second even though she’d told herself not to kiss him – it wasn’t part of the deal here.
Breaking apart, he pulled her past him and stepped around behind her, leaving the curvaceous actress between his arms before they pulled down her sides to rest his hands on her hips. He felt the heat of her pale body, her gorgeous womanly figure in his grasp as they stood before the sofa, just taking a moment before his fingers pulled up her back to the straining strap of the bra that held up her magnificent tits. Even though he’d already seen them the day before he still looked down over her shoulders with awe at the magnificent puppies that were constrained within.
Her chest heaved with her nervous breaths, heart pounding in her chest behind her massive breasts as she felt his fingers play up her back and grip the strap of her bra. They eased underneath it and with practiced skill flicked the clasp open, letting the lightly padded underwear sag loosely around her fantastic chest, straps temptingly slipping to her shoulders before he simply flicked them over and let it slide down her arms. Christina obediently shrugged it off and threw it aside even as his hands slipped underneath to cup her, squeezing firmly at the thing all men wanted from her.
She just stood and let him do it, let him have his fun, that was the point after all though she had to admit it was hot how he just matter-of-factly felt her up, caressing and groping her famous chest. His hands somehow managed to take in all that mattered as he pulled her against him and took her in for a few more seconds, until his hands slid reluctantly down her sides to hook into the elastic of her lacy black panties.
He didn’t keep her waiting and pushed them straight down off her hips, discarding them to slide down her thighs towards her feet as his hands flew back up for another quick squeeze of her massive rack. Her flesh yielded so pleasantly under his grasp, relishing it a moment before he released her so he could bend her over, pressing between her shoulders to tip her forward onto the sofa.
Christina put her hands down to catch herself, pressing down firmly on the black leather as she braced herself, pulse racing as her huge boobs hung beneath her even as she arched her back obediently. She pushed her legs apart to invite him, in the perfect position to fuck as she knew he’d want her, waiting for him to take her. She barely had time to pause before she felt his rock hard cock pressed to her silky lips, so ready for her, aimed perfectly as his hand grabbed her hips to lever himself forward and bury it inside her.
She grunted loudly as he stretched her out, hot and waiting for him but her body was tense, nervous and he ploughed through the grip of her muscles in one powerful thrust that buried half of his decent sized cock inside her. The actress dug her nails into the sofa as a mix of sensations washed over her; she’d only sucked him the day before so she knew he was a good size, but somehow it felt bigger and more intense than she’d expected. Maybe it was just the situation and he didn’t give her much time to consider it all as he grabbed her hips with his other hand and forced himself a bit deeper before pulling back slowly.
It was the only time he intended to be slow however as he immediately buried it back inside her hard, getting deeper, feeling her muscles stretch once more as he sought to get all of himself into the stunning redhead, having wanted to fuck her for so long and now he finally had the chance. Her pussy was deliciously warm and wet, clenching him tightly for him, a blissful place to bury his cock, all he’d ever wanted and he strained so hard as he fucked her. He still didn’t get full depth but another couple of thrusts saw to that, Christina giving strained growling sounds which turned to a cry as he got fully inside her and nudged her cervix.
“Fuck, take it easy,” she gasped, hoping he’d slow down a little so she could handle it, needing a moment to accommodate him.
“I might,” he smiled, making her grumble to herself as he treated her as his fuck doll, knowing she was in no position to complain or challenge him on it since she’d agreed to this audition process which was entirely as he dictated. She could walk away any time...but she knew she’d walk away from the part in the process.
She just held on as he got into a rhythm on her, holding her hips tightly to pull her into him, or rather to crank himself into her since he had her shoved forward into the couch, her bowed head touching the back, nowhere to go. All she could do was brace herself for his fucking which was all she’d planned, her huge tits swinging energetically below her, knees bent to hold the perfect height with her thighs apart, giving perfect access to her succulent treasures that he was loving burying himself in over and over again.
His heavy breathing and intent growls of pleasure and effort were matched by her, Christina getting into it, her body having relaxed enough to take the intense pounding he was putting on her without mercy. His thrusts slapped against her lovely round ass with delicious repetition, her pale skin shaking with every powerful surge into her as he enjoyed the delectable feel of her pussy after so many years waiting for it. She’d finally given it up but it was hardly a bad thing as it felt pretty damn good she couldn’t deny, his cock rock hard and a good size, contoured in the right way to drive her pleasure in the process.
She gave a shuddering moan as pleasure washed through her, skin prickling as she tingled with pleasure, making him grin to himself as he watched her enjoying herself, loving that she did. It only drove him to keep pumping her hard, making sure to work the whole length of his aching cock into her, his swollen head stroking over her G-spot in its journey to slam fully inside her and press at the entrance to her womb every time.
James’ hands pulled back intently on her pelvis as he fucked her, fingers digging into her wonderfully pale body, thumbs hooked over her. His grip relinquished on her however as he pulled his hand back to smack her firmly on the ass, the firm spank making her gasp as it suddenly changed the tempo of things and sent a cool tingle across her skin. Christina didn’t need holding with two hands now, she was completely into it and confined on the sofa as he shoved against her, still pumping her just as hard as he smacked her ass.
She rather enjoyed being spanked, though she hardly went around admitting it to people, and instead found it a pleasurable and unexpected addition to the encounter. His hand got more deliberate, more driven as he smacked her ass harder, pulling back with his other on her hip as he smacked her. Christina just gasped and groaned as, combined with his unwavering fucking, it drove a wonderful blend of sensations in her, pleasure and pain making for a naughty combination.
Her eyes widened however as his hand grabbed her ass and spread it wide, making her asshole clench as it was exposed to his gaze. He watched his thick cock pump in and out of her slick pussy relentlessly as he took in her tightest hole, the soft bulges of her as he buried himself inside before he pushed his thumb over it, making the tight ring of muscle clench up instinctively.
He kept fucking her hard even as he focused on her most forbidden hole, rubbing his thumb over her, taking advantage of the position to stroke at then penetrate her asshole. Christina inhaled sharply and squeezed on him as he pressed his thumb inside her body, instinctively trying to reject him but he’d done it plenty of times before and just held it in place, making her clamp down around him as she pulled forwards.
He went with her and kept fucking, his hard pace a constant, pounding his cock into her and slapping his hips against her big round ass as she groaned in conflicted sensations. She loved his big hard cock inside her, even if it was only for a seedy business deal, it still felt great and frankly she’d needed it. But she didn’t like his thumb in her ass, muscle clenching uncomfortably on him, worrying her that he was preparing her for anal sex which she definitely hadn’t agreed to. She didn’t like anal sex and wasn’t about to change her mind on that.
“Don’t,” she mumbled, trying awkward to reach back and push his hand on even as she struggled to stabilise herself against the leather couch, body thumping and jolting under the power of his thrusts as she tensed her legs tightly to allow him to keep ploughing her as hard as he liked. Her hand waved helplessly at him, managing to get hold of his wrist to try and discourage him but all he did was shrug her off easily, flicking her hand down so she braced on the couch again. She gasped as he suddenly slammed her harder, driving his cock deeper so she felt him more intently hit her cervix for a moment.
“Hands down, Christina,” he commanded, a clear order to her as he smacked away her hopeful hand once more.
“I don’t like it,” she mumbled even as she did as she was told.
“Shut up,” he said dismissively, shoving his hand back to smack and squeeze her ass once more before forcing his thumb into her tight ring while she shuddered. His hand was ever present on her hip, restraining her, pulling her against him as he fucked her relentlessly. His pace was harder and more intent now, strokes shorter and more powerful as he made her take every bit of his cock, making her work for it and frustratingly enjoy herself even more. Men never did this to her.
Christina just groaned in a mix of sensations as she was fucked, bracing herself over the leather sofa and letting him smash her from behind. She managed to control the twitches of her asshole and tolerated him wedging his thumb into her, holding her tightly as he strained harder and smashed his manhood deep inside her snug pussy. He relished the redhead and pushed her into the sofa, Christina struggling to hold her footing as he pushed her shins against the sofa and forced her back down.
Christina gave a growling groan as her feet slipped out from under her, toes losing their fight so she fell down onto the sofa on her knees with him on her back. The flame haired actress crumpled under the pressure, hands dragging down the back and bracing into the cushions beneath her, trying to keep herself strong for him, holding the required position for him to fuck as he pinned her down. She knew her place and that she was just a place to bury his cock, even as she enjoyed herself, arching her back as he pinned her prone bone and started slamming down himself down into her. His own hands were now on the sofa either side of her, giving him the strength to really fuck her and she gave a loud, guttural groan as he pounded down with power and pace she hadn’t anticipated.
Her G-spot hadn’t expected it either and the improved angle shoved the head of his thick cock roughly over it repeatedly, driving a deep tingle inside her that she immediately recognised. It was the sensation of orgasm, suddenly awakened, alerted, triggered deep inside her with somewhat alarming pace. She hadn’t been close to coming, though she was rather enjoying the rough way he fucked her, but now this seemed to be unfolding so quickly, the urgency rushing up from her soul as he pounded on her most sensitive yet enigmatic spot.
Her legs were splayed wide, struggling to bury her knees into the edge of the sofa as her cries of pleasure were cranked up by his pounding, every thrust taking her closer to ecstasy as she felt him throb and pulse inside her. His enjoyment was increasing every second with the perfect squeezes and pulsing of her pussy as she loved it, knowing she was close as she gripped the leather and grunted hard, only serving to make him harder than ever.
He moved his hand to the back of her neck and shoved her down hard, buried in her hair as she moaned hungrily as all it did was excite her further. Her tummy fluttered and vagina clenched hard as she felt the climax rush up on her. It spread from her toes, making them curl before it tingled up her legs and overtook her completely, the curvaceous redhead shuddering in pleasure as she let a moan of ecstasy escape her lips. James just smiled and kept pumping his hips, slamming his cock down into her clenching tunnel, bulging head driving over her G-spot to accelerate her peak and drive the hardest climax possible.
He loved making girls come in general but he loved making women who chose to audition reach orgasm, especially when they were as cool and standoffish as Christina had always been. He let it drive him to slam her as hard as possible and Christina was just along for the ride beneath him, fingers dug into the sofa as she tensed up and gave a loud cry when she shook with orgasm, the immense sensation bursting over her like an enormous balloon, saturating every sense and nerve she had in an instant. She shook hard in spasm, pussy clenching hard on his big cock which he buried deep inside her, holding it there for her to feel as her body tried to crush it.
Her muscles pulsed on his prick as she trembled and gasped with pleasure, pinned down on the sofa beneath him, his hand still on the back of her neck. He enjoyed several seconds of her clenching vagina around him before continuing to pound her, making her whine through the last few moments of her climax as he prolonged it for her before she gave a quake as it ended, suddenly sensitive in the aftermath. Not that he cared, simply holding her down and fucking hard as she whined at the overwhelming nature of it all, totally dominated.
She hadn’t been fucked like that in years, absolutely powerless, just thrown down and fucked, and she absolutely loved it even though she hated admitting that. James just slammed into her round ass as hard as possible, chasing his own bubbling pleasure now that had been triggered by the succulent squeezes of her body moments before. He didn’t deny himself and held her gorgeous body beneath him and treated himself to his newest fuck doll, hips pistoning back and forth, delving as deep as possible, feeling every tremble and clench of the redhead as she struggled to cope in the aftermath of her orgasm.
All it took was a few further seconds of plunging into the stunning redhead he, and many others, had spent years lusting after to trigger it and he grunted in carnal pleasure, his cock straining somehow harder to let her know what was coming...quite literally. His breaths became hard and heavy as he struggled to hold on, driving into her harder and deeper than he had throughout in the final seconds to make her squeak in discomfort before he buried himself inside her, stretching her pussy with finality as he growled in pleasure and unloaded his clenching balls deep inside her.
Christina groaned in pleasure and relief, loving when men came inside her, more then the relief it was finished so she could catch a break from his relentless pace as his cock jumped and pulsed in her snug tunnel. She made sure to be a good girl and clamp down with a her muscles, contracting them tightly around him to maximise his pleasure and encourage every last drop of his load into her. He loved feeling her do it, committing to the cause as he ground his hips against her lovely firm ass, his balls squeezing tightly as he pumped everything he had into her while she was held down under him.
He gave a few final strains, making sure to empty all he had inside her before he shivered and pulled back, taking his hand off her neck and pushing up to take a deep breath. He took a moment as Christina eased herself up slowly, stiffly flexing and rolling her head with a murmur as she recovered. He took in the enjoyment of it all, the glow and satisfaction of finally getting Christina Hendricks, then pulled slowly back out of her to make her gasp quietly before he stood up, reaching down to lay a spank across her ass that made her inhale.
“Fuck, that was great,” he smiled, stepping back from her flopped across the couch.
“Quite an audition,” she murmured quietly.
“Start of one, yeah,” he replied.
“It was fun though,” she admitted, only making him smile more as she pushed herself up into doggy style slowly on the couch, reaching back to run her fingers over her thoroughly worked out pussy, checking if his load was leaking from her yet.
He shrugged off his shirt and stripped down fully in the aftermath as Christina sagged into the sofa and rolled over to sit, catching her breath, huge tits heaving with every lungful as she watched him discard his clothes. Her eyes lingered on his impressive cock in the aftermath, knowing he wasn’t finished using it on her. He was in good shape and certainly able to handle her, and every other actress who came his way it seemed as he’d been in business for years now. He took a quick look through his phone as they both recuperated, catching up on anything that had happened.
“Business never stops, huh?” she said.
“Nope, never does, got to keep...abreast of things,” he smiled with a look down at her massive chest. Christina’s eyes flicked down and then she rolled them, picking up on the joke.
“Sounds busy,” she commented, making idle conversation.
“Always, there’s always more auditions to do, more shows, more movies,” he said, quickly skimming his messages then putting his phone down.
“Still, don’t lose focus on the audition you’re conducting,” she teased.
“Don’t worry, I haven’t,” he said, shutting his phone off and putting it back down on the table as he turned back to her. He took in the gorgeous actress before him, naked and curvy, eyes able to take in her whole form...and submissive, waiting attitude. His cock gave a flex as it recovered, the strain flowing through it as his erection formed, her eyes flitting to it quickly, quietly impressed at how soon he was ready to go again.
“With that in mind…” he said, gesturing to her.
“What do you want me to do?” she asked, in his hands completely.
“Get down on your knees,” he commanded, pointing to the floor in front of the sofa. She knew exactly what to do and questioning it would have been a waste of words, so she breathed deeply, knowing it was time to perform again and slipped forward to let her ass glide off the sofa. She sank to her knees and settled herself as James stepped towards her, cock stiffening fully as he stroked it for her, her big blue eyes locked on his thick prick as she knew exactly what he wanted of her.
“Open,” he ordered simply and she complied, opening wide for him as he guided his cock into her mouth and the succulent heat that beckoned. She wasted no time in giving him what he wanted, sucking firmly from the off and letting him push against her throat as she murmured around him. She did love the feel of his rock hard prick in her mouth even if she hated why she was doing it, but she’d made her choice.
There was nothing else to say as she got to work, sucking harder at his cock and bobbing her head to help thrust him deeper into her mouth. It was much like when she’d sucked his cock the first time, no ceremony, just expected to perform but it was something she was pretty good at so that was no problem. His hands pushed through her long red hair, just sweeping it back from her face so he could watch her but not pulling it, not taking the grip that she expected him to although she was sure it would come later on. She kept sucking hard and working at a good pace, letting him feel his bulging head bump the back of her throat every time, her tongue rolling back and stroking along his underside in perfect rhythm.
She held onto his hips to balance herself, letting her push herself a bit harder and rock with more intensity as she thrust her mouth back and forth on his cock. Christina shoved her tongue into him harder, working it around the sides of his prick, catching the sensitive crown of his head as she drew back to make him shiver with pleasure. The evident validation of her efforts only made her work faster, wanting to impress him again and beat Kat Dennings, to secure the TV opportunity she and her bank balance wanted...even though she had no idea she was being played and it was already out of reach.
She held on tighter and worked him hard, keeping herself deeper on him now as she warmed up, controlling her gag reflex and shoving him more intently into her throat. Christina used short, hard shoves of her head now as she kept her mouth open around him, the delicious wet sounds escaping which she knew he’d love as she pumped his thick head into her throat. He groaned in delight, smiling down as he watched the typically icy redhead working hard to bury his cock as deeply as possible into her mouth.
“Hands off,” he ordered, catching her a little by surprise as she expected him to continue enjoying her ministrations, but she did exactly as she was told and dropped her hands, obediently putting them behind her back.
“Good girl,” he said, seeing her comply so easily, not letting it break her rhythm of working her throat hard on his cock, tensing her abs tightly to let her keep the pressure on. His hands tightened in her hair, not pulling initially but simply letting her feel it, prepare herself for the inevitable which she had been expecting. It was only for a moment though as she kept sucking hard, feeling his grip on her even as she maintained full control, before he suddenly took charge and, catching a break in her sucking, yanked her down hard and drove his cock most of the way into her mouth.
The curvaceous, flame-haired actress felt his thick shaft drive down her throat before she gagged hard around him, feeling herself strain so helplessly as he held it there for a moment before yanking her back with a desperate gasp for breath as her eyes pricked with tears. It was all sudden, the tone changing even though she’d been shoving her throat hard onto his cock in the preceding moments, it was a shift that took her by surprise as she felt him haul her onto him once again. She had a moment for a ragged gasp before he shoved her down hard again, driving into her throat with power and pace that she was simply powerless to resist.
Her body heaved on her knees, massive tits pushing and sliding at his legs as she gagged on her knees before him, held down submissively in place. James loved the feel of her soft body pressing to him, her amazing rack a sensual pleasure when combined with the tight, hard resistance of her throat. Her noises were amazing as she gagged desperately on him, dribbling copiously as her eyes squeezed shut and tears slid down her face while he pulled on her lovely red hair like a harness. It was the perfect way to yank her onto his cock.
He let her withdraw for another desperate breath, spitting around his cock as she hauled in the oxygen, not noticing as his hands twisted over in her hair for a more comprehensive grip on her before he yanked her down again. She gagged hard, body twisting as she choked around him while he held it deep for another moment. Christina was momentarily relieved when he yanked it back out, only to be thrown back into it as he started pumping into her throat hard and fast.
He didn’t hold it deep this time and that gave her a little more chance to cope with it but it was still way too much for her to handle. She rarely gave deep throat blowjobs and she certainly never let men face fuck her like this. The only guy she had was James at their first audition and she was performing exactly the same this time around, being obedient and submissive, not complaining or fighting it even as her body resisted instinctively, keeping her hands gripped behind her back and letting him do what he wanted with her. She was struggling, but also turned on in the same way she had been during that first encounter, just loving how he took and used her without care for her problems.
He was rougher than before though, thrusting harder and deeper, really wanting it all in her throat from the off. It was because he knew she could take it, and that he could have it from her so he wanted to make the most of his opportunity with the stunning actress. She was taking it well though and he knew she would do anything he wanted for this part, that she’d committed to the idea now and he intended to take advantage. With a few more hard, deep thrusts, including a final hold as deep as he could get it that made her heave, he yanked himself out of her mouth fast to leave her coughing and drooling onto the floor as he let go of her hair.
“Get up,” he ordered, stepping back to give her space. Even though she was still trying to catch her breath, she looked up with bleary eyes then pushed up on wobbly legs and staggered to her feet, stumbling a little as her phenomenal breasts bounced perfectly to his gaze. He grabbed Christina’s hair again and made her cry out as he yanked her away from the sofa, making her tilt dangerously forward on her toes as he pulled her over to his desk.
“Get on,” he commanded her, the actress leaning on the edge of it and breathing hard. She looked up at him for a moment and then carefully pulled herself up onto it, hopping tentatively on so she didn’t scrape her knees, unsure how sturdy it was. Bracing herself, she crawled on the desktop and assumed a nice doggy style position, huge tits swinging below her as she arched her back and let her already swollen, used pussy bulge between her thighs.
“Like this?” she asked, looking at him for direction as he took a moment to step around her and admire her gorgeous curves, posed for him as she was on his desk, just waiting for his wants.
“Very nice, but no. Get on your back,” he smiled. Christina felt silly that she’d got up as she had, quickly judging her position and dropping her arm to lower herself onto her shoulder on the cold, hard desk. She inhaled as she let herself down then rolled onto her back, the sting of the cold laminate spreading across her pale skin and tingling her with goosebumps. Her nipples twisted up tightly at it as she reached up to quickly wipe the tears and running make-up from her eyes, scolding herself for not wearing waterproof stuff, but then she rationalised that he probably loved seeing it stream down her face as he fucked it.
She wasn’t wrong and seeing Christina wiping her streaming make-up into a bigger mess across her cheeks only made his cock throb, achingly hard as he waited to get it back into her mouth. She was settled flat on her back now but not where he wanted her, so without a word he grabbed her wrists and yanked her along it, making her squeal in shock as she was manhandled, sliding along the smooth desk until her head extended over the side and made her neck strain as she held her head up, red hair cascading down towards the floor.
“Head down,” he said, taking a handful of her hair again, his thumb under her chin as his other hand grabbed his rock hard cock once more. Christina was impressed how iron stiff he was, his big cock standing up over her face before he pushed it down and dipped his hips to aim it at her face where he tipped her head back. She knew exactly the deal and opened her mouth, closing her eyes as she tried to relax and let him back in easily. Her heart pounded in her chest, massive rack heaving for his gaze as she drew in rapid, nervous breaths.
His hard cock slid into her mouth once more, inverted from how it had been previously, the top of his smooth, bulging head gliding across her tongue this time as his sensitive underside bumped over the ridges on the roof of her mouth. It was a mere side show from his target, which was her clenching, resisting throat that promised a delicious dominance of the redhead. His other hand gripped her hair again and with his renewed grip he shoved into her throat, driving his prick into her with no hesitation or slow from how he’d been doing it before.
Christina coughed as he immediately pushed deeper given the new position, dangling off the side of the desk giving him a straight shot down her throat now. He used his thighs to dip and drive into her, pulling her hair as she winced, feeling his thick manhood driving rapidly into his throat as he wasted no time in picking up the pace. She tried to hold her gag down, wanting her body to just relax and stop fighting it as he plunged into her but she couldn’t, managing to resist for a few thrusts at a time before her gag noisily and messily got involved.
With a particularly strong retch she shoved him back out of her throat, pulling out the way a bit and tipping her head to the side so she could drool and spit thickly onto the floor at his feet. She was relieved he gave her a moment to shudder and recover from it, wiping her face before resuming the position...where she was met by a firm slap that made her gasp. She had no time to process the indignity of it however as his cock was back in her mouth and hand twisting in her hair once more to shove himself down into her.
His pumps immediately picked up the pace once more and he was shoving hard and fast into her throat, piling on the pressure to get it down to the balls as he fucked her throat. Her hands were holding onto the edges of the desk, knuckles white with the tension she was exerting as her gorgeous body heaved. Her tummy tensed as she struggled with his pounding, desperately holding back gags and chokes though she couldn’t stop every one, even though she could tell he loved it when she did as her throat contracted around his thick, sensitive head and she felt him pulse harder for her.
He pulled her hair and fairly pounded on her, hard and deep, aiming to break her resistance as she coughed and choked around him, struggling to get her breathing rhythm right as she was subjected to the most vicious throat fuck she’d ever endured. Her body continued to fight back and stopped him getting fully into her, frustrating him a little but he just kept going, slamming at her muscles while she gagged.
She let out a muffled complaint as another slap hit her face, then another from the other side, stinging her cheeks as humiliating her further as he continued to pump into her writhing body. She gave a choking sound of shock as a slap landed across her massive, bouncing breasts, unsupported and jiggling enticingly before him where she was laid flat out on the desk before him. He leaned over, which also helped get a slightly better angle to work at her throat, so he could lay several more sharp, stinging little smacks at her tits from both sides until she whined with discomfort. All the while she took it though, even as her legs kicked and hips twisted in displeasure while her tits reddened slightly from the abuse.
“You have to do better, Christina,” he said coolly, but loaded with meaning. She seethed a little with anger, feeling she was already doing her best, the best her body would let her at least. But she didn’t let it drive her, knowing she had to let it go and keep working at it. After all, she’d literally asked for this opportunity.
“Remember the arrangement here, you’ve gotta step up now,” he added, implying Kat’s audition that had eclipsed Christina. It had done more than that, but she wasn’t to know. As a result the redhead kept sucking, making sure to keep her mouth like a vacuum as she tried to relax, feeling the ache in her throat as he kept on slamming into her. She didn’t know how long she could endure it to be honest until something gave way, but she intended to keep going, hopefully long enough to please him.
“Come on, Christina, all the way down,” he encouraged, giving a couple of slower pushes to try and get all the way, “Kat can do it.”
Another mention of Kat made her both seer in anger and jealously, the comparison irritating but knowing she wasn’t as good as her younger opponent only spurred her on. She’d got on top of her gagging now, just about holding it back as she kept sucking and thrashing her tongue rapidly to stimulate him as best as possible around his inexorable thrusts. In one moment everything changed however as, with another choke and tensing of her abs, she felt his thick creampie suddenly leak from her slick pussy, his salty load squeezing out and sliding down over her asshole.
She gave a shudder at the sensation and momentarily forgot what else she was doing, her body distracted from the face fuck...and that was all he needed to plunge his thick, pulsating cock completely into her throat. He drove it down, his hips pushing exultantly into her face as he buried his manhood into her while she heaved, but he would not be expelled. His hand was still in her hair, restraining her head, and his other hand been squeezing her right breast now, in between his punishing little slaps, and now that gripped down hard as she bucked on the desk underneath him.
He relished the moment and held her down a moment, the barrier finally broken before he relented and pulled back to give her a break where she sucked in a huge breath. He didn’t let things settle down though and quickly plunged back into her, hitting her throat then forcing through to go full depth again as she gave a wet, gargling complaint and a surge, body fighting it still but her muscles were powerless now, broken down and unable to stop him. He held her tightly and pumped into her several times, not as fast but with more strength, just using her perfectly as he shoved himself down with short strokes to make her swallow every inch and press his balls to her nose.
“Fuck yeah Christina, just like that, just like Kat does it,” he groaned, knowing she’d love the reinforcement and validation of telling her she measured up. She could barely keep up with him however as she held onto the table and let him use her body, his thick cock dominating her world, totally filling her throat as she coughed and choked in restrained complaint while he pumped himself down her aching, exhausted throat. She could feel the tears running over her forehead and the pull of his hand in her hair, the squeeze of her massive breast as his fingers dug into her while she lay splayed out on the desktop, leaking his thick come.
He gave a few fast, final pumps into her then buried himself and held it there, immediately catching her off guard and making her heave, body resisting once more as she winced at the pain of her aching throat clamping round his rock hard prick which only pleased him more. He rocked his hips to accentuate it and then slowly pulled back, making sure she felt every ridge and contour of him as he slipped back out of her mouth with a wet pop as she gagged and spat onto the floor at his feet. Releasing her, he stepped back and watched her gasping, completely overwhelmed and desperately in need of a break.
“That’s more like it, Christina, you’re a proper cocksucker now,” he grinned as she gasped heavily, eyes dripping. She rolled up onto her elbow, twisting over so she could spit thickly onto the floor, sweeping her hair out the way.
“I hope it felt good,” she mumbled, struggling to form words, vocal chords not ready to work in the aftermath. He didn’t reply and she simply took a minute to gasp for air, swallowing a few times in a futile attempt to make her throat feel somewhat normal again. She assumed he was done with her on the desk and turned to sit up on it, feeling a rush as blood flowing from her head back into her body, stabilising herself with her hands as she looked down at the floor. Her dark make-up was smeared all over her face, down her cheeks and onto her forehead where her eyes had been running, giving her the trashy panda look her loved.
“I’m not done with you yet,” he said, looking her in the eyes sternly. Her own gaze flicked down to his rock hard prick, still twitching with his heartbeat, then back up at him.
“I assumed,” she murmured, her voice still not working but it hardly mattered as he reached out and grabbed her red hair again and yanked her onto her feet. She cried out as he domineeringly directed her towards the sofa, Christina stumbling on somewhat numb, clumsy feet as he pulled her with him. He turned and dropped onto the sofa in one easy motion, pulling her down with him so she collapsed onto her knees once more.
She could barely keep up and had no time to address the pain in her knees as he hauled her between his legs again, pulling her red locks in a fierce twist of his hands that made her wince to get her face-to-face with his rock hard cock once more. He pulled her forward and straight down onto himself, Christina obediently opening wide and letting him delve down her throat again. There was no fuss or ceremony now, just going for it and it felt different as he thrust up into her mouth even as he drew her down to force himself into her mouth.
Her dignity was already long gone and all she could so was hang on, bracing herself on the sofa beside him as he shoved himself past her gags and chokes, throat too strained now to really fight him as he plundered it hard and fast. Her painful knees dug into the floor as she held on and let him bounce her head, finding it somewhat more comfortable than the desk has been and now her throat had completely surrendered she wasn’t gagging as much. He shoved her down fully with relative ease and buried her nose in his body to make her swallow his whole cock, something she’d not done before. She didn’t dwell on the thought as it’d only make her choke again, trying to zone out and just let it happen.
He loved how he’d broken her in, just totally at his command now as he worked her powerfully up and down his cock, drooling and salivating thickly as he buried her nose into him again and again. Relishing the contractions and pulses of her throat, he took in her face and absolutely ruined make-up, smeared all over her face now from her streaming yes, gorgeous red hair a complete mess now as he continued to pull at it. It was an opportunity he’d never thought would come his way however and he didn’t intend to let it slip by, wanting to enjoy every second he could with Christina Hendricks.
He pulled the stunning star down full depth once more and held her there, feeling her heave as he paused again before letting her back up, feeling her shudder, seeing the pale beauty simply trying to please him. He worked her fast again to make her more comfortable for a moment and then yanked her down intently, burying his thick cock all the way into her throat then suddenly lifting his legs up and closing them over her head. Christina panicked and tried to jerk backwards but it was useless as his thighs squeezed down to pin her in place.
He crossed his legs behind her and held her fighting body down as her fingers dug into the couch, his thick prick buried as deep in her throat as it had been at any point. She gagged and heaved, body straining, her abs aching from the unrelenting retches she’d been giving throughout. James just groaned in pleasure as he held her down in place, fingers playing through her hair, twisting the red locks as his legs kept her buried full depth and feeling every twitch and contraction of her around his rock hard prick.
Christina kept her eyes squeezed shut as she tried not to gag, finding that only made it worse, body trying to expel him as he dominated her with ease and kept her bound up between his legs as his little fuck doll. His cock strained and pulsed in her throat, Christina feeling every movement as he growled his pleasure while her eyes watered and she helplessly braced herself. She felt relief when his grip relented on her and his legs loosened, taking pressure of her shoulders and letting her lift back up off his cock which she immediately took advantage of.
She pulled up with a wet gagging sound, drooling heavily around him as she extracted herself from him…only to be caught out as he suddenly tightened his legs again as she got about half way. Completely in the motion of withdrawing, she flailed as he suddenly clenched his muscles and pulled her back down, shoving her head for good measure to bury himself into her throat again. Christina mumbled desperately as she tried to resist, her body simply not ready for it as his thick prick drove into her throat again.
Her body tried to resist it and there was a moment where he paused, as if she might manage it, before she gave a huge choke and he pulled her down balls deep, coughing up around him and out her nose, eyes streaming as he yanked her all the way home with a shudder and growl of pleasure.
“Fuck yeah, Christina, that’s a good girl,” he shivered as he felt her clamp around him with the intense heave her body gave. His cock swelled and pulsed immensely, letting him know the end was near as the stunning redhead choked hard around him, holding her down against his body in the most intense throat fuck she’d ever taken. It was so much harder than their first time and Christina wondered how she ever thought she’d been prepared for all this, feeling so raw and helpless to it all.
He let her go and she pulled up off him fully with a wet sound as she heaved again before hauling in a huge breath, feeling an absolute mess as she hungry caught her breath. His hands moved back into her hair and after a few seconds he pulled her back onto his twitching cock, shoving her down and burying himself again for what was the beginning of the end. He slammed her down and started thrusting hard and fast once more, seeking every bit of stimulation from her as his sensitive head powered in and out of her.
He pulled her hair and shoved her down repeatedly, Christina coughing and mumbling as he did, just surrendered to it now as his cock totally dominated her, twitching and pulsing so hard in her mouth, knowing what was coming. It still seemed to take longer than she expected, his stamina impressive even now after everything he’d done to her. Her pussy still leaked his first load as he built rapidly to his second, pounding her throat like he’d done to her pussy earlier on, giving her a real taste of what some of the girls went through to secure her roles. Idly, she wondered just what Kat did to be the preferred pick.
With a sudden stiffening and a growl of imminent release, he gripped her hard so she squeaked and pounded her throat with a procession of hard, intense thrusts, his final few seconds with her more than she could handle before he roared his ecstasy and shoved her down hard. His cock gave a tremendous jump in her mouth and exploded a thick rope straight into her throat, so deep she couldn’t even taste it as she held back another choke around him.
He groaned as he shoved against her, as if he could get any deeper, his balls squeezing hard as he exploded bursts of his thick come into her throat, so deep she barely had to swallow to take it down. James strained to get the last of himself into her and gave a shake, a final tremble as his climax peaked and abruptly culminated, his hands going soft on her head. Releasing her and pulling his fingers from among her famous red hair, he relaxed and let her up, properly now as he lay back onto the sofa with a smile.
Christina pulled herself off him with a heavy gasp, her tongue lolling tiredly as she rocked back onto her feet, reaching up shakily to sweep her messy hair back from her face as she basked in the fact it was over. T|here was no denying the rough and ready way she’d been treated had turned her on in a certain way but she was glad it was over, her throat aching like she’d never felt before, tongue exhausted and eyes stinging. She struggled to swallow, wincing as her throat failed to comply.
“You alright?” he asked, even though it was clear she wasn’t.
“No, I...just need some help,” she muttered, being honest.
“Hold on,” he said, immediately tending to her, not dismissing her as she may have expected. He stood up and quickly crossed the room to grab her a bottle of cold water from a small fridge he had, twisting the gap off and handing it to her. She gratefully took it and swigged back a good mouthful, the cold liquid feeling like magic as it washed down her throat, shivering at the cold and way it made her hurt, lost however in the relief it brought her as she finally felt she could take a proper breath and swallow.
He reached down and hooked under her arms, pulling her up from the floor on shaky legs before turning her onto the sofa and setting her down on the edge. She leaned back and breathed deeply, drinking more water as she felt a calm wash over her, getting control of her body properly again as she cooled off a bit, sweeping her hair back from her sweaty face once more. She needed a good cool shower that was for sure, but just then she knew she just needed to take it easy and relax. She’d never, ever been throat fucked like that before and her body was all over the place in the aftermath.
“Better?” he asked.
“Yeah, thanks,” she replied.
“Need anything else?”
“No just a few minutes, let me...catch up,” she said quietly, her voice husky and strained.
“Sure, take your time,” he said, pulling out a chair near the desk and taking a seat, leaving her space on the sofa. She gradually let herself sink back, body unwinding as the cool water calmed her and she took everything in, figuring she must have secured her role by now. They just shared silence, surprising her with how comfortable she was in it, both of them just absorbing it all after the intense, intimate deal they’d just made.
“You doing alright?” he asked a few minutes later, both of them having cooled down and recovered, Christina feeling much more with it.
“Yeah, I just need to get cleaned up,” she said, pushing herself to her feet and taking a breath. She paused to grab her bag and underwear then headed out the door to the little bathroom just along the corridor, as she had at the previous encounter. James watched her go and then smiled to himself, slicking his hair back and standing up, remembering every delicious detail of the illicit encounter. She was great fun there was no doubt about that, it was just disappointing she’d waited so long to get into the game.
Christina locked the door and looked at herself in the mirror, sighing as she looked even worse than the last time she’d been there. Her hair was all over the place, worse than before given how he’d yanked and pulled it, her scalp hurting as she tried to smooth it out. Her make-up was all over her face, eyes red and still watering a little. She took a deep breath and reminded herself she was doing it for her career and bank balance, getting her stuff out so she could get it under control.
About twenty minutes later she’d sorted herself out, brushing and smoothing her hair into a tidy style, cleaned her face and reapplied some lipstick and mascara. She intended to cover the rest up with her large sunglasses until she made it home. Christina slipped into her black lacy panties, settling the waistband and picked up her bra, sliding into the lightly padded cups easily and matter-of-factly reaching behind herself to clip it up. She squeezed her tits together with her arms, jiggling the cups a little in the mirror as she got herself comfortable again before, with a final check, she turned and let herself back out into the hallway.
She padded confidently back into the room in her underwear, James already dressed again and looking more refreshed as she put her bag down. He just watched, taking her in as she picked up her dress and slipped easily into it, tugging it down over her body as it resisted on her bra, the excessive contours holding onto it. The thin cotton snugly wrapped around her body as she put the belt back on with it, pinching in her waist neatly.
“So,” she said, kicking her high heels into place and stepping easily into one, “what’s next?”
“Well,” he said, pausing as she bent down to fight her second heel onto her foot, leaning over to give him a great view down her dress at her massive tits again, “I’ll obviously have to talk to people, and let you know from there.”
“Cut the shit,” she said, suddenly full of fire, “I’ve done what you’ve asked of me, don’t string me along.”
“I’m not,” he lied, “I’ve got to speak to people above me, as I explained before. They still like Kat, so I’ll have to convince them you deserve this role.”
“I worked hard,” she said with a warmer yet steely tone.
“Very,” he agreed.
“But Kat did as well, right?” she asked after a pause, cocking her eyebrow.
“Right, as she always does.”
Christina gave a sigh, resigned, knowing even if she performed hard in this new...arena, she was still up against it with her age and the studios preference for Dennings.
“Don’t make me beg for this, James,” she said quietly.
“I never would, Christina,” he reassured her. And that wasn’t a lie, he wouldn’t humiliate the gorgeous redhead, ever.
“So call me, as soon as you can. Go fight my corner...and maybe there’s a treat in it for you,” she added. She’d already fucked him after all, and let him do much more to her than virtually any other man before, she offering him another crack at her hardly seemed much of an issue should he get her the part.
“I’ll do my absolute best,” he said, knowing exactly what she was offering. Other actresses had done it before, though it wasn’t so common. Normally it was strictly business and only happened at the auditions.
“Speak to you soon then,” she said, calm and collected as she slid her dark glasses on and looked strictly professional once more.
“As soon as I can,” he reassured her.
“Until then,” she said, reaching out for a brief handshake, then leaning forward for a quick kiss before she turned and headed for the door. James stepped by her to open it, showing her out as she nodded politely, watching her ass sway as she went down the corridor and let herself out of the building. Walking away, Christina made for her car as quickly yet subtly as possible, not wanting to draw attention to herself. She knew when she got home that she needed a hot shower...and to masturbate vigorously. Despite the abuse of her first hardcore face fuck, she was horny and needed relief.
He had to admit he felt a little conflicted, she really wanted the part, but it was all part of the game. His thoughts drifted to Kat Dennings and her amazing body...and what she could do with it, to remind him what was at stake. He knew he had to call her to give her the sordid details about how Christina had performed today, figuring he’d do it once he’d got a shower and freshened himself up.
He had no other work for the day so resolved to head home and get some rest, contemplating how he could roll Christina into one final showdown with Kat like she’d suggested, an encounter he was sure she’d baulk at but participate in regardless now. It was going to be interesting, and he figured Kat would have some ideas later when he spoke to her to help bring it all together.
His job was just the best in the world sometimes…
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To be continued.
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