Los Angeles, California
I was at home, bored out of my mind. My 'roommate' Ariana Richards was out of town for the next few days for a charity event in Las Vegas. Normally I'd be thrilled to have the house to myself for the next few days, but with nothing to do and a record heat wave outside things weren't looking too good. Little did I know how wrong I was. I jump as the door bell rings loudly, the sound filling the empty house. Swearing at myself for being so jumpy I quickly head for the front door. As I open the front door I realize my luck has changed for the better. Standing there is the largest pair of breasts I've ever seen. To make things even better the owner of those amazing breasts is also a redhead, one of the most exhausted looking redheads I've ever seen. Even with her hair out of place, her body covered in sweat, and her makeup a complete disaster this woman is still very attractive. I know I've seen her before but I can't place her, and it drives me insane. "Hi. I'm sorry to bother you but I don't know what else to do. My car broke down a few miles back and the mechanic won't be able to get it for a few hours. Would it be okay if I came in for a little bit? It's so hot outside," she says. Even if she didn't look like she was about to burst into tears how could I say no to a woman this hot, no pun intended.
"Sure come on in," I say, waving her in. "Thank you so much!" she exclaims, hugging me tightly, her huge sweaty tits crushed between us. "Sorry! Guess I'm a little too excited to get out of the heat," she says, her face almost as red as her hair as she blushes in embarrassment. "Where are my manners? I'm Christina," she says. "Hi. I'm Cptnstrwrs," I reply, shaking her hand as I finally recognize her. She's Christina Hendricks, one of the hottest and big breasted actresses in Hollywood. We walk into the living room, the cool air of the AC even stronger in here than in the front hall. "Umm! The feels so much better!" Christina exclaims. She looks at me sheepishly for a moment before speaking. "I know you invited me in and I really appreciate that, but I have an odd request. Would it be okay if I took a quick shower? I'm so gross from being outside for a few hours," she says. Only an idiot says no to a once in a lifetime opportunity like this. "Sure. It's no trouble at all," I say leading her to the bathroom. "If you want to leave your clothes in the hall I can throw them in the wash while you shower," I say. "Thank you! That would be great!" Christina exclaims, giving me another sweaty hug. "Oops! Sorry...again!" Christina says softly. "Don't worry about," I laugh.
I wait, standing a few feet from the bathroom door for her to toss her dirty clothes out, trying to be a gentleman, but also secretly hoping to catch a glimpse of her naked body sweaty or not. She tosses her clothes into the hallway, quickly closing the door behind her. While I don't get a sneak peek of Christina, I do now have access to her clothes, sweaty they may be. Her bra is easily the largest I've ever seen, but with tits like that I'm surprised the small piece of cloth that's her bra can keep those massive tits in check. Christina's panties are surprisingly small for a woman as curvy as her. I throw her clothes into the washing machine and quickly head back upstairs. I knock softly on the bathroom door. "Everything alright in there?" I ask. "Yeah, I'm good. I'll be out in a few minutes," Christina replies. I try not to hover but I can't help it. The door opens just a crack and I try not to peek. "Hey Captain? Can you come here?" Christina asks. "Yeah. Everything ok?" I ask. She opens the door wide, and there she is in all her glory. The towel wrapped around her body does little to hide her curves, especially her ample chest. Her hair is still wet, looking an even darker shade of red than normal. "If I'm being honest, no. Things haven't been ok in a while. I've had a hard time finding work, things haven't been that great at home and now my car breaks down! I just can't take anymore!" Christina exclaims, hugging me tightly as she starts sobbing.
She holds me tightly, our bodies pressed hard together as she cries into my shoulder. "Hey. Hey! It's ok! I've got you," I say softly, rubbing her back. "Thank you! Thank you Captain. I'm sure you had other things to do today before I bothered you," Christina says, sniffling. "Hey, it's no problem. Are you going to be alright?" I ask, Christina resting her head on my shoulder. "Yeah...I think so. I just...I feel like I need to thank you somehow for being so nice to me," she replies. The towel shifts a little and I try not to stare at the small amount of cleavage that's now showing. "You don't have to do anything to thank me. It was the right thing to do," I say nervously as she holds me tighter, my eyes immediately focusing on her cleavage. "What if I want to thank you anyway? Do something...special for you?" Christina says, her voice suddenly low and sultry, full of lust. She runs her fingers up and down my chest. "What do you say?" Christina purrs, pulling the towel down another inch or two. Ariana is out of town and we do have an open relationship, but I still feel a little guilty for the answer I'm about to give her. "Sure, what did you have in mind?" I ask, already knowing her answer. "Which way to the bedroom?" Christina asks with a grin.
Taking her hand I lead her to the master bedroom. We're only a few steps in the room when she pulls my shirt up over my head, tossing it aside. It hasn't even hit the floor yet and Christina's all over my belt, undoes the buckle, pulls my belt off and throws it in the same direction as my shirt. I decide I'm not going to make her do all the work, unbuttoning my pants as she pulls my zipper down. I let my jeans fall to the floor as Christina violently pulls my boxers down, letting out a barely audible gasp as she sees my cock for the first time. "I heard that," I laugh. "I don't know what you're talking about," she replies with a smirk, playfully pushing me onto my back on the bed. It's finally the moment I've been waiting for since she finished her shower. Christina grabs either side of the towel and opens it, letting it fall to the floor behind her as I stare at her beautiful, naked body for the first time. Her perfect tits are even bigger in person, seeming out of place with her skinny waist. As I stare at her curvy hips I wish she would turn around so I could get a look at her sexy, fat ass. I catch sight of a small triangular patch of hair between her legs, sort of surprised that she went with a neatly trimmed look versus completely shaving her pussy. "You like what you see?" Christina giggles as she climbs on top of me on all fours, leaning in until her face is inches from mine. "You know I do," I reply, barely getting the words out before she starts making out with me.
She kisses me harder and faster than I'm used to, grinding her body against mine. Once again those poor tits of hers are crushed between us, the big soft mounds of flesh feeling amazing against my body. Her lips are almost as soft as her tits, Christina kissing me hard. I go to stick my tongue in her mouth only to be blocked by her tongue on it's way to my mouth. We tongue wrestle for a few moments as I run my hands up and down her curvy, naked body, Christina groaning her approval. I put my hand on her cheek, holding her head in place as I pull away from her. "What's wrong?" Christina asks. "Nothing. Everything's good. I was just hoping we could go from good to great," I reply smiling, as I put my hands on her shoulders, gently pushing her down towards my lower body. She smirks, understanding what I want as she backs up, stopping once her head and shoulders are down near my waist. She opens her mouth wide, grabs my cock in one hand, and begins giving me one of the most amazing blowjobs I've ever received.
Not once does Christina break eye contact with me as she sucks on my contact, her soft lips making my cock start to go hard. She lets my cock slip out of her mouth, but just as I'm about to tease her about, she pushes her tits together around my cock and begins to tit fuck me. If her lips were soft, then there's no word to describe how soft her huge tits are. I know I've never had tits this huge or soft rubbed on my cock ever before, and it's nothing short of amazing. For a split second I think I may have died and went to heaven. It only takes a few up and down motions of her enormous tits surrounding my cock before I'm fully hard. "I think you're ready to see just how grateful I am," Christina purrs, climbing on top of me, grabbing my cock with one hand. As she lowers her hips onto mine I slip inside her pussy with no resistance, surprised at how wet she already is. She moves her hips excruciatingly slow up and down my shaft and I feel every agonizing inch. Feeling her pussy gripped tightly around my cock feels ALMOST as good as her tits did.
"How..ughh...does...ughh...that gratitude feel?" Christina groans as she rides my cock. "It feels amazing! I can tell how grateful you are. Maybe I need to show YOU how grateful I am?" I ask, winking up at her. She stops dead in her tracks, climbing off of me, crawling across the bed until her face is inches from mine. "I think I'd like that a lot," Christina growls into my ear before kissing me. I sit up as Christina lays on her back next to me. Moving down by her legs I gently open her legs, exposing my target. Leaning in, I open my mouth, tongue out and begin licking her clit. She closes her legs, her thighs pressing into either side of my head as I continue eating her pussy, working my tongue into her every nook and cranny. "Ugh! Right there! That feels so fucking good!" Christina wails, putting her hands on the back of my head, pulling me closer to her pussy. Somehow I'm able to get my hand in between the two of us, sticking a few fingers inside her. "Aggghhh! Ugghhhh. Just like that baby! Make me cum!" Christina growls as I simultaneously lick and finger fuck her. Her body writhes in pleasure, her back arching up off the bed as she grabs the bedsheets tightly. I go faster and faster, pushing her closer to orgasm...the stop. "Oh! Why'd you stop?!" Christina whines. "I'm not about the first time you cum today be from my tongue and fingers," I say, grinning at her.
Christina frowns at me. "But what if I wanted to cum that way?" she says, pouting at me. "Well, you're a guest in MY house so I say that's not happening. We can do better," I reply, grinning at her. Slowly a smile appears on her face. "I'm listening," she replies, raising an eyebrow at me. "What are some of your favorite positions?" I ask. "Well, I really like doggy style because there's something a little dirty I love with that position. But, I do also really enjoy missionary. Nothing like a big, strong man pinning me down on the bed while he fucks my brains out," Christina growls, a lust filled look in her eyes. "Let's try doggy first," I say as Christina gets on all fours. I slide into her pussy even deeper than when she was riding me, both of us groaning as I enter her.
Grabbing her hips, I decide to start slow, moving forwards and back, but never fully pulling out of her. "Harder," Christina moans, so low I van barely hear her. "What?" I ask. "Harder! Fuck me harder!" Christina exclaims. Seeing as how it would rude to not give her want she wants I speed up my thrusts. SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! The sound of our hips crashing into each other ALMOST drowns out Christina's cries of pleasure. "Oh yeah! Fuck! That's what I was talking about! Just like that baby!" Christina cries out as I pound her pussy from behind. I move my hands from her hips to under her body, doing my best to grab one of her enormous tits in each hand, squeezing them as tight as I can. "You like squeezing those tits!? Go on! Give me your worst! I like it rough Captain!" Christina growls, practically giving me the okay to do whatever I'd like with her. I speed my hips up, pounding her pussy even harder. Letting go of her tits I switch my attention to the sexy, fat ass in front of me. SMACK! I slap Christina's ass as hard as I can, watching it jiggle as my hands connects with asscheeks. Alternating from cheek to cheek, I slap her ass over and over as we fuck. "That's right Captain! I've been a bad, bad girl! Smack that ass as hard as you fucking can!" Christina exclaims.
We go at it like that for several minutes before Christina motions to me to stop. "What's wrong?" I ask. "Nothing's wrong, but I just got a text from the mechanic that they're almost here. We probably have another twenty minutes at most," Christina whines. "We won't need that long," I laugh, pulling out of here. I gently give her a nudge, the redhead understanding and rolls onto her back, opening her legs wide. Laying on top of her, I push my cock between her legs,and start plowing her pussy as fast and hard as I can. The bed shakes with every thrust, as Christina and I groan and moan in pleasure. I go for her tits again, squeezing them hard as I fuck her. Christina puts her hand between her legs, rubbing her clit furiously as I fuck her. "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! I'm cumming! I'm cumming all over the Captain Cock!" Christina shrieks as she shakes in climax beneath me.
The sight of her cumming underneath me, her pussy clamping hard around my cock is too much, even for me. Knowing I have to act quickly I pull my cock out of her, standing up. As if reading my mind Christina pushes her tits together for me. I spray my load all over her tits, a huge load but obviously not enough to cover her massive tits. Hopping off the bed I run to the bathroom, getting her a towel to wipe the cum of her chest as she begins to gather her clothes. She dresses quickly after cleaning herself off. "Do you need a ride back to your car?" I ask. "Thanks, but I'm good. I texted the mechanic your address. He's coming here to get me," Christina replies. We exchange numbers as I walk her to the door. "Give me a call sometime. We definitely need to do this again sometime," I say, grinning at her. "You know I will!" Christina laughs as she walks out the door...
The End
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