Jerry had a Thursday meeting at Green Rent, a new car rental firm that specialized in hybrids. Hybrids again, he thought to himself as he sat in traffic. He was meeting with Chris Johnson, director of purchasing at 11:00, and if all went well the two men would go to lunch and maybe hit a tittie bar to seal the deal. The good news was that this was before the first of the month, so Jerry could seal the deal and not share commissions with Bob.
Jerry arrived at Green Rent’s offices and asked the receptionist to see Mr. Johnson. “Mr. Johnson,” the receptionist started, “we have no Mr. Johnson here.”
“CHRIS JOHNSON, the Director of Purchasing, Jerry said with an annoying tone.
“Oh, you mean Chrissie, I mean Christine Johnson,” the receptionist offered as she picked up her phone and dialed Chrissie’s number. Promising, he thought to himself.
Jerry could see Chris walking toward him from the back offices. Short, maybe 4’11 or 5 feet tall with long red hair. As she extended her tiny hand to shake his, she tilted her head, and he could see her long red hair flowing down her back.
Following hellos, the two walked to a conference room where they had a two-hour meeting where Jerry outlined the capabilities of United Print Marks. Although Chris was impressed, the deal was not sealed, and she suggested lunch at a great outdoor café overlooking the ocean. He enjoyed watching her walk out of the building ahead of him. Tight ass, small, firm tits and red hair that went to the middle of her tiny ass.
As they drove up the coast in Chrissie’s Corvette Chrissie explained that she did not practice what they company preached. “I am addicted to power and size, and this baby has plenty of both.”
Chatting at lunch was easy as they discussed some business, but also touched on their personal hobbies, likes and dislikes. “I see you like the gym,” commented Chris as she brushed her hand across his arm. “You should have seen the men I worked with when I toured with the circus.”
“Circus, what circus,” asked Jerry. Chris went on to explain that her parents had her in the circus from the time she was 7. She was an acrobat and tight rope walker. “I’m a human pretzel,” she said before blushing at the comment.
Remembering why he was there, Jerry asked for the business and got a sign-off from Chris for a year-long contract to handle all printing for Green Rent for the next year. Just under the wire, he thought. This was his deal, not Bobs.
Although it was against company policy, Jerry had ordered a bottle of wine when the waitress first came. When that was empty, Chris requested another one. By the time lunch was over, it was 2:00 and Chris was drunk. “Here,” she said “You drive, I am too buzzed.”
Jerry took the wheel and pulled out of the parking lot. “What a car,” he said as he floored the car. “I love the power!”
“Power and size, my two favorites,” offered Chrissie as she brushed her hand over the ever-present lump in Jerry’s pants. “Let’s not go back to the office.” With that, Jerry fishtailed the Vette and gunned the engine heading toward his condo.
As soon as they closed the front door, Jerry picked Chrissie up and carried her up to the bedroom. “Sometimes weighing less than 100 pounds really pays off” joked Chrissie.
“I want to see the python in your pants,” she purred as she unzipped Jerry’s pants. Chris stared at Jerry’s massive cock which looked even bigger next to her tiny hands. “Oh my God, so thick, so fat” she added as she stroked up and down and cupped his huge balls.
Licking from top to bottom, the teasing began. As this little vixen licked him like a lollipop, Jerry’s cock began a steady flow of pre-cum. “I hope this thing is good for more than one round,” Chris asked hopefully.
“No problem, we have all night.” Jerry replied.
Remaining fully clothed as her direction, Chris continued to lick and suck Jerry’s massive cock up and down…. Up and down… Up and down, until she was rewarded with a flood of cum that covered her blouse. “Oops,” she offered as she swallowed his goo.
“WINE, I need more wine,” demanded the little slut. Jerry returned from the kitchen with Chris’ request to find her nude tight body waiting for more play.
After opening the bottle Chris took it from his hands and took a long pull from the bottle, then handed it to Jerry. Although Jerry didn’t really like white wine, he took a big gulp which left less than have the bottle.
“I bet you are a hot kisser too, Jer” Chris said as she tackled him, digging her tongue into her mouth. Jerry noticed that her tongue was quick as she sucked his tongue like it was a cock. As they broke the kiss, Jerry drank more wine and passed the bottle to Chris who finished the bottle.
“Hey, check this out,” Chris moaned as she jumped off the bed. She put the empty bottle on the floor facing up and then lowered her tight hairless snatch onto the bottle until just the top of the neck was inside her. Jerry got hard as stone as the Chris used her pussy muscles to pull the bottle into her body, stopping where the neck got too fat. “Waaatch, she repeated as she crouched down released the bottle until it almost reached the floor and then pulled the bottle inside again. She then reached down and thumbed her clit. “And you thought circus was just for kids,” she moaned.
Jerry went up behind her and cupped her tiny ass in one hand, teasing her ass crack as she continued to fuck the bottle and then finally started to finger her gripping ass.
“Stoke your cock for me, big boy,” Chris asked. Jerry started to fist his cock, covering it with his massive hands. Chris loved the way Jerry’s muscles bulged as he stoked himself.
Jerry removed the bottle and stated to lick her tiny pussy. She was so tight that he was not sure he would fit inside.
Jerry placed Chris on her back and entered her with the first three inches of his cock. “Wait,” she said as she reached over to the pile of clothes and her pocketbook. “I need a picture, this is amazing.” Chris took her camera and snapped a picture of her red haired pussy being split in half with Jerry’s massive meat. “Now fuck me.”
After twenty minutes of hot sex, Chris asked to be on top. Jerry just picked her up and turned over without removing his cock. “Ever hear of a ‘spinner,’ Jerry?” His puzzled look showed that he did not know what she meant.
“I am a spinner. I can ride your fat cock, and since I am so tiny you can spin me… slowly on your pole.” As she said this, she descended further, taking about half of Jerry’s pole inside her. As he hit her back wall, he realized that he had hit bottom. He then cupped her ass as she crossed her legs on his chest. “Now turn me around.” Jerry followed her directions and spun her around so she was fucking him in a reverse cowboy position… with her tight ass facing him, and then spun her so she was facing him as he came. She pulled out leaving a flood of juices on his chest as the both fell asleep.
They awoke about an hour later and sat up in bed. “I’m thirsty,” said Chris. “More wine!”
“I don’t have any more wine, but I have other booze.” Jerry offered.
“New game.” Chris suggested, “Shots of vodka each time one of us cums.”
“Deal!” countered Jerry giving silent thanks for the fact that Deb was away as he ran down to the bar with his cock swaying from side to side.
“My turn, started Chris” as she licked and stroked Jerry’s semi hard cock. “Check this out,” she continued as she bent over backwards in a camel position until her hands and feet were flat on the floor and her body arched into the air. “Now bring that destroyer here and fuck my tight pussy.”
Jerry walked over and found his cock and pussy level as he slid into her and started drilling her without mercy while strumming her clit. Her tits were small, he thought, otherwise she is perfect as she played with her clit until she came. Without dislodging, Chris stood and wrapped her legs around Jerry’s muscled ass. “One shot per person, please.” Jerry easily walked the couple to the wall and removed his glistening penis for long enough to do the shots.
“Feel the burn,” the drunken Chris cooed, “Hey, I have a question, she asked. “With a monster like yours, have you ever sucked your own cock,” she asked.
“Not since I was a teen,” started Jerry. “I started to think it was weird and a little gay, so I stopped.”
“Well, you jerk off, you did stroke that fat hard cock before. Is a hand job less weird and gay than a bj? Women and men do both to other guys.” She suggested.
“You want me to stop jerking off?” he asked.
“No, silly, I want to see you suck your own cock. I told you and showed you that I am a human pretzel and I think it is totally hot. It’s hard to find a guy who is as limber as I am. You’re in good shape and have a, well; you know…” she whispered “so I thought might do that for me.”
“It’s been a few years, but I will try it,” he replied as he moved his cock toward his mouth. “I don’t swallow” was the last thing he said as his mouth covered his mushroom head. Chris watched in amazement as Jerry swirled his tongue around the fat head as he pushed down further taking about four fat inches into his mouth.
“SNAP” he heard as he saw the flash.
As he spit out his monster he yelled “what the fuck? What are you crazy?”
“No, sexy man. Look,” she said as she scrolled through pictures of other cocks, tits, pussies and assholes. “I love sex, love partners and love to look at pictures of others who I have been with when I am alone with my toys. Don’t worry, nobody will see.” Men and women, tall, short, busty, hairy all shapes, sizes, colors and genders. This babe is HOT!
He bent over again as she took another picture, saying “let me share” as they traded back and forth until Jerry sprayed cum all over Chris.