"Damn!" he grinned, looking lazily over her flowing curves. "Damn, if you didn't keep on growing. What a set of tits! Come on, baby! Get your clothes off and show me just how sexy you are!"
Charley looked over her old lover. So this was Raymond Brock today! He had sure let himself go to pot! He had put on at least another hundred pounds, most of it around his middle. He'd always been big, but now he was fat in addition. The girl shuddered at his leering face and began slowly complying with his directions. Ray slipped out of his robe and stretched across the bed naked. He licked his lips hungrily as he gazed at her voluptuous body.
"Yes, yes," he muttered. "You sure the hell have gotten sexier. The memory of that first fuck has been with me all these years. We never did get that next time, did we?"
"You got marred," she reminded him.
"Oh, sure," he acknowledged. "The little bitch let me knock her up. It was my good luck, though. Shit, her old man has set me up in business for myself. Baby, I've got more money rolling in than you can imagine. All I need is a healthy little plaything to spend it on."
He pulled her into the bed beside him. His hands groped her tits eagerly, taking them roughly. His cock came lunging upright as he thumbed her nipples.
Charley had been surprised to see Raymond when she stopped for a quick drink before driving to her apartment. After the filming with Greg she'd decided against looking for a fuck tonight. She had merely planned to grab one or two drinks, then go home for a good night's sleep. Shit, tomorrow night she'd get all that gorgeous prick the boy had shown her tonight. Her pussy was glowing just thinking about it.
"Hey!" the man beside her at the bar gasped. "Aren't you Charlene Brower?"
The brunette acknowledged her name, trying to remember the vaguely familiar man. She knew she had fucked him, but she couldn't remember when or where.
"Ray!" he grinned. "Ray Brock! I knew you years ago, when you were still in high school."
"Junior high," she corrected him. "You were in high school."
They talked for a few minutes. Brock insisted that she join him for a drink in his room. Reluctantly, Charlene agreed, finishing her drink at the bar while he went to get some of his friends out of his room. They'd have to find another room for their poker game, now that Ray had found himself a good hunk of pussy.
He buried his face into her tits. He kissed and sucked on her huge tits until he had her panting with growing excitement. She hadn't wanted to fuck tonight, but Charley had always been easily led into a man's bed.
In the back of her mind she kept hoping that sooner or later she'd find a man who could satisfy her needs. She reached down and grabbed hold of his rigid prick, pumping him lovingly and rubbing her tits over his face as he sucked and tongued her nipples into burning hardness.
"Oh, yes, baby!" he panted. "I've never forgotten popping your cherry! Damn, you were sweet! That was the best pussy I ever got!"
He reached for her cunt. He ran one thick finger around the soft moist lips. Charley gasped in delight as he stroked her clit to pulsing desire. The big man began sucking noisily on one tit while he finger-fucked her with mounting enthusiasm. The brunette closed her thighs against his hand, holding it tightly as he shoved it deeper into her cunt.
"Ohhhh," he moaned. "Ohhhhh, I was lucky tonight! Damn, was I lucky! I found the best piece of tail in the state. Man, I'm going to spend a hell of a lot more time up here from now on."
Charlene lay back and her body began to pulse and throb. Her mind was whirling, remembering how frightened she had been that first time. He had broken her in well, however. Since that afternoon out in the woods she had been ready to fuck almost any time.
But, as she kept getting taller and taller, as her tits kept getting bigger and bigger, she became more of a threat to any boy who might otherwise be interested in a good piece of ass. Time and again she lost boys to some petite little girl who had tits only a quarter of the size of hers. Again and again she would get some stud all horny at a dance and then see him leaving with some tiny fluff of a blonde tucked under his arm.
John Roberts had been the man who had given her pride in her size. She'd been working as a cocktail waitress, fucking the owner whenever he got drunk enough not to be threatened by her size. The photographer had come in for a few drinks with some friends.
"Honey," he had smiled. "What the hell are you doing waiting tables in this burg?"
Charley smiled at him. Shit! She had heard that line before.
Roberts had been different, though. He didn't make an immediate proposition to her.
"I mean," he explained, "there's only one place in this country where they appreciate a girl with your size. In this section of the country you'll always be a freak. You may be a hell of a sexy freak, but a freak just the same. Now, if you went to Las Vegas you'd see what I mean. Out there they're looking for girl, with your dimensions."
He was back the next night. This time he asked her to have coffee with him after the bar closed. They had coffee. Then they went to his motel room. The photographer was far from the best fuck she'd ever had. In fact she'd had to keep working at his prick just to keep it hard. He had been good with his mouth though.
"Mmmmmmm, I want to get my lips on all that luscious pussy!" he had gasped as he buried his head between her thighs. She leaped at the way he went after her cunt, kissing and sucking until he had her twisting and pulsing in delight.
"Oooooooh!" she panted. "Mmmmmmm, suck it, baby! Suck it good!"
His tongue slipped inside and lapped her clit. She grabbed his prick wildly, trying to get it good and hard before she sucked him off as beautifully as he was working over her pussy. They rolled about the bed, lost in the reality of cock and cunt. She took his meat in her mouth and drew slowly on it. The photographer moaned, then clamped his mouth on her cunt and began rapidly blowing and sucking her pussy until she was tingling all over.
"Mmmmmmm!" she moaned, his cock ramming back toward her throat. "Ooooooh! Mmmmmmmm!"
She teased his balls while sucking the sweet juice of his cock. She sucked him to orgasm while her pussy responded to his deep sucks. They shook as they sucked harder and harder. They drank each other's juices, then lay softly against each other.
"You're game for just about anything, aren't you?" he asked. "I wonder just how interested you'd be in doing it all before a camera."
"You some kind of sex nut?" she asked him, sitting up suddenly. Shit! Next he'd want to play a whipping game. She liked fucking, but she had no use for freaky games.
"Hold on, baby!" he laughed, grabbing her as she started to get up from the bed. "You misunderstand. Sit down a minute. I'm a photographer. I make porno flicks. I shoot scenes of people fucking. All I'm asking is whether you'd be interested in making a hell of a lot of money for fucking in front of a camera."
That was how it started. He had been very convincing. She hadn't returned to the bar again. She'd driven back with Roberts the next day.
Ever since then she'd been working for him. She fucked through a string of studs, none of whom had been able to match her lustiness or her build. Until the new kid had shown up, they'd never been able to find a guy with enough cock for her. Now, she hoped, things might be different.
What a hell of a time for Raymond Brock to show up! The last thing she needed was to get involved with a man from her past. For almost ten years she had dreamed of seeing him again. Now he had turned up when she didn't want him.
"Your pussy is as sweet and juicy as the first time," he whispered. "You're still one hell of a sweet piece of pussy!"
He fucked his finger lusciously into her cunt, getting the girl more and more breathless. The big ex-athlete resumed to her tits and sucked them thoroughly. His cock pulsed in her hands, throbbing hard as she pumped his shaft.
He rolled off her, giving her a fleeting view of his hard prick. He wasn't as mammoth as Greg, but he still had a hell of a cock on him. She saw the red head as it kept lunging up through her hand while she pumped him. He thrust his prick through her fingers as wildly as she was pumping him. She could feel the heat mounting in his hard flesh as it became more and more excited.
"Mmmmm," she cooed. "Oooooh, I still like the feel of your cock. Mmmmmmm!"
He pulled her on top of him. Her tits dangled invitingly as she held his lunging prick against her pussy. The brunette gasped in blessed relief as she lowered herself onto his luscious cock. Her cunt-lips parted. His cock rubbed her clit.
Charley gasped at the sudden thrills that ran through her pussy. She held her cunt just over his prick and hunched herself up and down on the head of his prick. She rubbed her shimmering clit around the hot cock until her entire body was glowing and pounding in surging lust. Damn, this felt good! Ohhhh, it was a marvelous sensation.
"Abhhhhh!" he groaned. "You're driving my cock mad. What a sweet pussy! Ohhhhh, baby, what a sweet pussy!"
He pulled her tits to his mouth. He caressed one tit, pulling and pressing on it. He sucked her nipple. Charley shivered with delight as he ran his tongue softly over her nipple and around the aureole.
"Ohhhh, yes!" she breathed. "Suck them, Ray! Suck my tits until I scream!"
"So nice and big and full!" he gasped. "What a hell of a tit! God! Those gorgeous boobs turn me on!"
He began sucking lustily while Charlene writhed above him. She slipped her pussy down over his leaping cock, feeling the thick, hard shaft move past her clit and spread open her cunt. Fiery sparks of pure passion went shimmering through her prissy.
She was shaken by the violent spasms that shuddered through her. Her cunt juiced lushly about his cock. The brunette felt the liquid flooding down her legs as she dropped herself more sensuously onto his thrusting cock.
"Ride me, baby!" Ray called to her as he gripped her tits. "Ride my pecker, sweetheart! That old cock has never had so much pussy on it in its life. Ohhhh, baby! You're the greatest! You're still the greatest fuck ever!"
He began sucking noisily on her tit. One hand left her tits and reached around to her ass. His finger ran along her crack, turning her delirious with shivering excitement.
He had her tits swollen and pulsing. He had her pussy clamping around his cock with growing ecstasy.
Now his finger was pressing against her asshole. God, he had improved! He had been good, but he had never been this good, though. She was sure of that.
He had her bouncing off the walls with horny passion. She wanted desperately to feel that cock go off inside her. She ached to take his spurting cum all through her aching pussy. She wanted him! Damn, she wanted him!
"Fuck me, Ray!" she panted. "Fuck me all night! Fuck me and just keep on fucking! Damn, I've been waiting for this. I've been waiting years for a real man, for a real cock!"
She parted his lips and drove her tongue inside his mouth. She teased his tongue. She was sweating from the intensity of her fuck. She was shaking from the surging passion inside filer. Ohhh, this was good! This was absolutely fantastic!
"Mmmmmm," she moaned into his mouth. "Ooooooooh! Mmmmmmmm!"
He writhed beneath her, his cock twisting about and increasing the pleasure within her pussy. The brunette felt the room spinning wildly about her. She could hardly breathe. She could hardly hold off her orgasm much longer. She moaned and panted after him as he kept doing that teasing thing with his finger in her ass.
Then he found her asshole. She froze as she felt the terrible pressure at her bum. He fingered the dark entrance, then slowly pushed his finger inside. He rolled it about in small circles, then he drove it deeper into her and began wriggling it about while she saw blazing sparks shooting all through the room. He had her now! Oh, God, but he had her!
"Mmmmmmm!" she moaned louder, her body pulsing and throbbing.
The girl gasped at the way he was tormenting her asshole. She rode more frantically on his wildly thrusting prick.
His suction was so powerful, she felt he could suck even one of her enormous tits into his mouth. This was unbelievable! This was terrific! Ohhhh, hell, she thought, this was more than she'd ever dreamed. Finally she was getting her fuck! Finally she was getting a stud who could handle her wild pussy!
Her breathe was coming in short, labored gasps as he kept humping his ass off the bed, driving his cock deeper up her pussy. She was glowing. She was throbbing! She felt her orgasm growing. She was ready! Ohhhh was she ready!
"Fuck me!" she screamed. "Fuck me, damnit! Let that cock unload! Give me that cum! Ohhh, Ray! Shoot it up my cunt!"
His body began shaking furiously. His hands groped her tits and ass. His finger rubbed in wider circles inside her ass. His cock leaped about in her pussy, his load built up to such a point that he couldn't even begin to harness the plunging, driving prick.
"Take it, baby!" he panted for a moment, before going back to her tits. "Take it all, sweetheart! Here it comes! Here's that cum I've been saving for you for ten years! Ohhh, baby, take it all!"
He began spurting upwards into her cunt as her pussy sucked at his cock. He lunged higher into the air. Charley rode his exploding prick while her pussy shook and shuddered in the frenzy of her soaring orgasm. They gasped and clawed at each other as they whirled about, lost in the delicious eruption of their passions.
"Mmmmmmm!" she moaned. "Ooooooh, that's fabulous! Ohhhhhh, what a ride! What a gorgeous ride! What a beautiful fuck! Oooooooooh!"
She rode him until they both were spent. Then the brunette rolled beside him and lay still, petting his cock as it slowly shrank.
"Better than I would have creamed," he told her softly. "You're better than I had dreamed any girl could be. Sweetheart, don't think you've seen the last of me. That was just a warm-up, baby. Old Ray is going to have business up this way at least every week from now on."
He cupped one tit, then leaned over and kissed her nipple softly. Charley lay back, pleased with the fuck. She'd waited long enough for this, she reminded herself. Hell yes, she'd be ready the next night he showed up. Ray might still need his insipid little blonde wife to keep his father-in-law's financial backing. That didn't matter, though. He'd spend a hell of a lot of time up here with her. Charlene shivered in anticipation of the evenings ahead of her.
She lay beside him until he recovered enough strength for another fuck. She took him once more, took the wild ecstasy of his cock, took the bursting explosion of his luscious cum. She fucked him a third time, then she finally slipped back into her clothes and eased to the door. She blew her lover a kiss as she left. She was glowing all over as she stepped into the evening air.
Charlene had begun walking up the walkway toward her car when a familiar figure stepped out of a door ahead of her. Beth Roberts! Charlene hid in the shadows. No question about it. The photographer's wife had just left that motel room.
Charlene waited for the woman to walk out to her car. At any moment she could image Roberts' big Cadillac rolling up, and the photographer firing one deadly shot at his wife. The big girl shuddered at the possibilities.
She waited long enough for Beth to have pulled out into the street, then she walked quickly to her own car. She swung out of the parking lot.
Fifteen minutes later she turned onto the street leading to her apartment. It was then that she saw the Cadillac.
Charley smiled. Tough luck, John Roberts. The photographer had picked the wrong community to case, looking for his wife's car. If he had tried three highway exits away, he'd have caught his unfaithful wife. Just as well, the brunette sighed. Maybe luck was still with her.