Brad Harris

Charlene_s dirty movie

CHAPTER ONE

She closed her eyes and leaned back against the rich velvet of the couch. Her hands came sensuously up her body, cupping her tits lusciously. The brunette sighed as she pushed her voluptuous breasts forward and ran her thumbs across each nipple.

"Mmmmm," she panted, licking her wide, inviting lips. "Oooooooh!"

Charlene was proud of her body. She hadn't always been. She had felt uncomfortable for years about her size. She was a big girl. Hell, she was an immense girl. She wasn't fat. No way! Being just over six feet had been her problem. She stood over six feet in her bare feet. Her waist was the only thing tiny about her. She did have a tiny waist. Her tits measured forty inches around and her hips pushed the measuring tape to thirty-eight inches.

She was a big girl. She was big and sexy. Some might think she was too sexy. The girl had lost a number of men who were threatened by her abundant curves. Shit! When she stood naked before a man, she'd knock his eyes out with all that tit and ass.

The luscious brunette rolled her mammoth tits slowly and sensuously over her chest. The skin was flawless as it glistened beneath her caress. She fingered her nipples until she had them hard and glowing. The soft pink nipples and areolas appeared even more sexy against the rich tan of her body, a tan unbroken by any sign of straps.

Charley didn't wear a suit when she lay in the sun. She loved to feel the warmth of the sun flow over all her body. She inspected her skin now. She looked down at each tit as she slowly caressed them, making sure that the luscious swell of flesh was without blemish.

"Ummmm," she smiled, satisfied with her inspection. "Mmmmmm."

The gorgeous young woman had long, black hair. Her lush tits seemed even more desirable as her long hair waved down over her shoulder and across one of her tits. Charley moistened her lips slowly and stroked her breasts with greater passion.

The beautiful brunette thought of the hands that had caressed her tits. She shivered at the memory of rough, demanding hands. She gasped as she recalled a few times that she had been felt up by sensitive, skilled fingers. She sighed heavily.

Slowly she moved her hands down over her waist. The girl swung her legs up onto the couch, stretching them out to show their soft curving loveliness. She caressed her hips, then brought her hands over to her thighs. Teasingly she caressed up and her fingers touched the rich black hair above her pussy.

"Ooooo, yessss!" she sighed. "Sweet pussy! Ohhhhhh, what a sweet pussy!"

She formed the words slowly. A deaf person could have read her lips with ease. She smiled sensuously, then stroked her cunt-hair. Her thighs spread slightly and one hand glided in and over her pulsing cunt.

Charley's body throbbed as her finger played at the hole of her pussy. She teased her pussy lips, then slowly slipped the tip of her finger inside and pressed her clit.

"Ahhhhhh!" she gasped. "Ohhhhhhh! Hungry little pussy! Oooooooh, what a hungry cunt!"

Her hips vibrated in response to the play at her clit. The brunette rubbed her passion button until she could feel desire running all through her body. She slowly began to press her finger deeper. She smiled as she pulled her finger out for a moment. She kissed the tip, then ran it back into her cunt. This time she pumped rapidly, giving herself the sudden stimulation of a good, healthy finger-fuck.

Her eyes sparkled in enjoyment. Her tongue licked eagerly across her luscious red lips. She arched her back and thrust her tits proudly forward, their firmness and fullness giving them a breath-taking appearance. Charley buried her finger into her pussy and stimulated her cunt. Her ass leaped in pleasure as she fucked herself.

"Ooooooh!" She shivered. "Oooooooh, it's so good! Damn! It's soooooo goooooood!"

The girl's head lolled from side to side in her ecstasy. Her body tingled from the delicate passion rippling through her. She pumped her finger along the passage of her cunt, her knuckles pressing frantically against her clit. She could feel the oozing of her lubricants along the walls of her pussy. She felt the moisture begin to stream out of her cunt and drip along her thighs.

The brunette suddenly swung her legs off the couch. She spread her thighs widely and leaned over as she fucked the finger into her cunt furiously. The tension in the muscles of her legs displayed her strength. Her huge tits hung magnificently. She was all tit and pussy as she glowed from the voluptuous stimulation she was giving herself.

"Here it comes!" she gasped. "Ohhhhh, baby! Here it comes! It's building up inside me! Ohhhhh, yesssssss!"

Her marvelous body began to shake frantically. Charley panted and gasped as tremors of passion threatened to tear her apart. Her smooth skin glowed from the mounting desire. Her eyes looked dazed, glistening with ecstasy. She fucked herself and yielded to the surging thrill of orgasm.

Charlene lay back on the couch for a few moments, letting the power of her passion subside. Then her lips spread in a wide, suggestive smile. She looked past the end of the couch as the big dog came hesitantly toward her. The gorgeous brunette puckered her lips, then sat up and called the animal to her.

"Here, fella!" she whispered. "Come on over and get something good. Ooooooah, you'll like it! I promise you, you'll like it."

She reached out and caught the dog by his collar, pulling him to her. She opened her thighs and pulled his head between them. Charley caressed the dog's large head and neck as he began to lick up her thighs. Her body shuddered at the luscious touch of his tongue along her skin.

"Mmmmmm," she purred. "See how good it tastes. Eat it, boy. Lick it all up."

His darting tongue moved up her thigh and to her pussy. Charley gasped at the thrill of the long tongue slapping over her pussy. The animal got his tongue inside her slit, lapping furiously at the juices she had poured out so freely.

The brunette tensed from the new thrill he sent running up her cunt. She shivered with each sensuous touch of his tongue. The dog pushed his nose against her pussy and his tongue strained deep inside her, frantic to get all of her luscious juices.

"Ooooooh, God!" Charley moaned. "Ooooooh, that's fantastic! Oooooh, what a tongue!"

She spread her thighs widely apart. She writhed about, her hands thrashing in wild enjoyment. The brunette kept rubbing her cunt against the animal's face. Now she clamped her thighs about his head and held him tightly against her pussy while his tongue lunged into her pussy.

"Aaaaiiiiiiieee!" she cried in delirious rapture. "Oooooooh! What a luscious tongue. Mmmmmmmmm! What a hell of a cunt-lick!"

She began to shake as another orgasm approached. Her body glowed again with passion. Charlene hunched at the dog as he kept licking. She grabbed her tits. She cried out even louder as the blinding flashes of her climax came boiling through her.

"Ooooooooh! Oooooooch!" she panted, shuddering violently before she finally lay back limply.

"Fantastic!" the deep male voice boomed from behind the camera. "Absolutely fantastic! Damn! Anybody that sees this film is going to swear that you actually had those orgasms."

The brunette smiled at John Roberts. She remained on the couch for another few seconds. Maybe her boss didn't realize that she hadn't been acting. Hell, she'd had both of those great orgasms.

She shoved the dog aside and slowly got up. Charley sighed heavily. Then the stranger caught her eye. Sometime during the filming a young man had joined Roberts and his young blonde assistant while they filmed her actions. The brunette gave him a studied look, then walked toward him.

"Hi there!" she greeted, not embarrassed in the least that she was still totally nude.

The young man smiled uneasily, trying to look at her face. His gaze, however, kept dropping to her tits. He blushed uncomfortably and swallowed with difficulty.

"Charley," the petite blonde girl laughed, "meet Greg Reeves. Greg just came to work for us."

Now it was Charlene's time to drop her gaze. She fixed her eyes on the boy's groin, observing the magnificent bulge in his pants.

"Work where?" the brunette asked. "You going to work up here with me at nights?"

John Roberts put his arm paternally around Greg's shoulders and pulled the brunette against him with his other hand. He laughed.

"Charley," he told her, "I think I've found the stud for you. The other night I went to the rest room out at the truck stop. I was standing there pissing when I looked over. Damn if I didn't see a cock that just about matches your pussy. Hired the guy on the spot."

Greg blushed as he listened to his boss tell about his pecker. He grinned sheepishly at the brunette, then his eyes shifted to the little blonde. Charlene suppressed the quick flare of anger that flashed through her.

Damn him! He was like all the other men. He preferred a little whiff of a blonde to a bed full of woman. Damn him!

Charley glanced over at Kathy. The small blonde was aware of the boy's interest. Greg had no more chance of getting his cock into that blonde's pussy than he had of pole vaulting to the moon. Kathy was private property – John Roberts did not allow any other pricks to get into that young cunt.

The brunette walked away from the group as Roberts began pouring a round of drinks. She slipped back into her panties, then pulled tight slacks up her long, lithe legs. She slipped her blouse on, then joined the others for a drink.

Greg was trying to get the blonde into a conversation. Charlene watched for a moment, then downed her drink and held her glass out for a refill. Greg had better learn the set-up around here fast. He could fuck the boss' wife. He could fuck the seductive little red-head if he could stay out of sight of Roberts while doing it. He'd better leave the blonde alone, though.

"See you guys tomorrow night," Charlene told them as she fished her second drink. She looked laughingly at the boy. "Maybe I'll see just how well-endowed you are tomorrow night."

She swung out of the studio. Fuck the boy, anyway. Shit, she would have taken him home with her tonight if he'd been interested in her instead of the blonde. As it was, she'd have to go by the Wayside Inn and find her stud for the night.

CHAPTER TWO

"What did you expect?" Charlene asked as he gaped at her voluptuous tits. The brunette arched her back and thrust her breasts toward him while he attempted to regain his composure. Inside, she was silently pleading with him. Don't lose that hard-on, she begged. Even if I have taken off my blouse and shown you my tits, don't lose that bone.

"I… I… I really didn't imagine they could be… so… so… so huge!" he stammered.

"You should have," she laughed. "I've been rubbing them all over you while you got up courage to bring me on inside."

It was true. She had done her best to tease him as they stood outside his door. She had rubbed her pussy along his leg while he kissed her. Her hands had caressed his neck while his cock grew harder and harder.

She had spotted him when she entered the bar of the Wayside Inn. She walked past him, deliberately swinging her ass in her most tantalizing fashion. This tall, blonde man had seemed to be the likeliest stud of any of the men sitting along the bar. This was the spot where salesmen ended up sometimes during the week, arranging their schedules so they could take advantage of the area's most notorious pick-up parlor.

Charlene slipped into her chair at a table and waited. She ordered her drink and looked around the room. The tall man at the bar was still watching her. She returned his gaze for a moment, then demurely looked away. No need to frighten him off by appearing to be too anxious.

As she turned her face away, however, the brunette stretched back against her chair to give him a full view of her tits. She saw him stop the waitress as the girl passed him.

Charley was not surprised when her drink was delivered.

"Compliments of an admirer," the young waitress smiled at her. "One of the men at the bar."

"Tall, blond, in the fourth seat?"

"You don't miss much, do you?" the girl laughed. "Yes."

The brunette smiled and nodded toward the bar as she lifted her drink in a silent toast. He had a nice smile, a very nice smile. More important, he didn't seemed to be threatened by her size.

She waited patiently for him to approach her table. Surely the tall bastard wanted to do more than buy her a drink and sit over there watching her. She turned down two invitations to dance with other men, then decided that perhaps the blond needed a little needling.

When the third invitation came, she agreed readily without even taking the trouble to look the man over. She rose immediately and led the way to the floor. She turned to look down on a short, chubby, partially bald man. The big brunette smiled as she realized how amusing they probably appeared to anyone watching them.

The fellow's head barely escaped being at tit level. She almost expected him to bend down slightly and try to suck on her big tits right there.

She rubbed her tits sensuously against him and opened her thighs. As she pressed her luscious body against him, she could sense the excitement being generated in the chubby little guy. She felt his prick begin to respond. She felt his breath become quicker and shorter. The knowledge that he was getting horny only encouraged her to tease him more.

"You're new around here, aren't you?" she purred. "I don't remember seeing you before."

"I get through this part of the state two or three times a year," he answered. "This is the first time I've ever come to the Wayside, though."

"You must make it a regular part of your stay," she laughed, her tits smashing against him.

Charlene suppressed a laugh. The poor man had just realized that she was bra-less. His cock leaped in surprise and delight. He pulled her tighter against him and grabbed her ass roughly, his fingers digging into her firm buttocks.

The song ended, giving the brunette a chance to escape the clutches of the puffing salesman. Charley walked ahead of him as they returned to her table. She could imagine how his cock was sticking out in his pants and how he was struggling to subdue it.

She caught the amused expression on the tall blond at the bar as he watched them return from the dance floor. She smiled up at the salesman as she sat down at her table, shaking her head in refusal of his offer to dance again. Charlene wanted to wait now for the blond man to decide to try his luck.

She noticed a fresh drink and looked over toward the bar. His smile answered her question. Once more she held the drink up before him and slowly drank a toast to him.

This time he got the message. Charley watched him get up and walk toward her. Her eyes went immediately to his groin, trying to determine how much prick he might have. She was disappointed. Either he was awfully controlled or he didn't have a great amount of cock to offer her. Still, he was a good-looking man.

"Mind if I join you?" he asked as he stood up over her.

His eyes dropped to her tits, then came back up to meet her gaze. Charley smiled warmly and nodded toward a chair.

"You sure the hell took your time about it," she scolded him. "I was getting afraid I might be left to the mercies of men like the chubby little salesman."

"My God!" the blond man laughed. "What you did to him! You ought to be ashamed, the way you got him worked up!"

"Why?" she asked.

He looked at her in amazement. For a moment he couldn't answer. He swallowed twice, then began trying to explain.

"W-Well," he stammered, "you embarrassed the shit out of the guy. He had to walk back to the bar with a hard-on."

"That's so bad?" Charley asked. "I thought that was part of the reason men all came out to the Wayside. He's got a bone to remember me by. He's got all that fun of thinking how he might have rammed his meat in me. I don't think I should be ashamed of giving a lonely man just a little pleasure."

"Damn!" her companion gasped. "You are a free spirit, aren't you? I wonder just how free."

"How free do you want me?" Charlene asked.

The brunette was getting tired of sparring with this man. If he wanted a fuck, then she was anxious to get with it. Charley wanted a fuck, not a lot of talk. She was still horny from the film scene and she needed relief.

She looked the man squarely in his eyes. "You after a fuck or just fun and games?"