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Arkansas Adventure This site provided the opportunity. We exchanged emails and when she showed interest in me coming to Little Rock and entertaining her in a hotel near her, one she requested, I made the reservations and set out for trip in my car. I figured it would be a ten hour drive, so I left 5 am and had no delay getting through Birmingham and across The Tennessee Tombigbee Waterway near Tupelo, Ms. and through Memphis into Arkansas on Highway I-40. Then I ran into truck convoys and could not make better time. They would not let me pass, but stayed close to 70 MPH. I was wrong about the time and I made it to the outer loop of Little Rock and following her directions and the ones from the reservation, I found my room and checked in by 4 PM. I was tired, but as we had planned, I emailed her my arrival with my cell number so she could call. I stepped into the shower to refresh myself when I heard my cell go off. "Hello, " I responded as I reached to the counter and retrieved the phone. "Yes, I have arrived and I am in room #." "I knocked on your door, but you did not answer," she sounded upset. "I did not hear you," I told her and assured her I was here, dripping wet from starting a shower to refresh, standing in water talking to her. "Well, Okay," she said..."I'll give you a couple of minutes and come knock back on your door." And she hung up. Well, I showered and dried and dressed and tidied up the room. Unpacked some of my things, including a little rose pin to give her, if I liked what I saw. The knock came before I had time really to catch my breath, but I went to the door and through the peep hole I could see it was her, as she had sent a photo. Yep, she was a BIG girl alright! Not fat, but TALL and BROAD shouldered with long blonde hair. Opening the door, she came bounding right in and immediately closed it. "I don't want to be seen and I live only a couple blocks from here," she said. I went to her to embrace or at least to shake her hand, but she backed away and went into the bathroom where she looked around. Then she looked in the closet as I stood kinda awkwardly. All the time I was thinking to myself, "This is one HUGE woman, an AMAZON!" When she came back to the area where I was she sat right down on the soaf and looked at me and said, "What?" I sat down on the other end of the sofa feeling overwhelmed by her presence. I had no response to make and I was in no mood to make any moves on her tat this point, not even to give her a chocolate or a pin or anything. I just sat and stared. She brushed her hair and tilted her head throwing her long hair back over her shoulders and uncrossed her long legs that I noticed were wearing pants. No dress, I thought to myself, "Have I made a mistake?" Her features were masculine and I wondered if I was tricked? "Do you like what you see? I moved to be next to her when she stood up and standing over me, asked to see my identification. "What?" I was beginning to feel very uncomfortable. "I don't have anything but my Alabama Driver's License," I told her. I had indeed packed my credit cards and cash into my safe place in the car after I checked in and all I had on me was an empty wallet with my driver's license and maybe five one dollar bills, in case I wanted a soda or something from the snack bar. "Oh, that's alright," she waved her hands across her body standing over me." I can't imagine anyone would be here but the person I made arrangements to see. So you drove here from the other side of Alabama?" "I did and it was a beautiful drive and hardly no traffic until I got through Memphis and ran into trucks on I-40." I expressed. "Well, now that you are here, what shall we do?" It was then I realized her own awkwardness and that she was nervous, still standing and somewhat twitchy. It was making me uncomfortable. "I think if we could sit here on the sofa together and maybe kiss, we could break the ice and have some conversation. Would you like anything to drink?" I offered. "I told you in our emails I just wanted to have sex and nothing more. I don't trust men who offer drinks to unknown ladies. No, I do not." she said rather crossly. "Okay," I responded, "Yes, I remember you said that." and i got up and went over to the refrigerator and got me a bottle of water as my throat was dry and scratch, as I was afraid this was not working out at all. "You have come a long way just for sex." She stated out loud enough for the folks in the next room to hear. I waited for what was coming next. I neither spoke nor moved but to the other end of the sofa where I sipped on my cool water. "I'm not much on kissing strangers I don't know," she looked at me with staring eyes, "but I think if we got more comfortable we'd both feel better." I said nothing. I sat quietly. Waiting for her next move. To my surprise, she stood back up and again standing over me, this time removed her blouse I had not really taken any notice of until then. It was ruffled around the collar with a lot of folds and ribbon-like falls, so that as she undressed it was a bit of a strip tease. Beneath her creamy white blouse and all the ruffles, she had a full bra on that held in place like what seemed to me to be at least a 40DD, if not 44DD breast in a very pretty, lacy and expensive bra. Her dark pants stayed on as she slithered beside me. She reached over to my neck and smelled my hair and her voice for the first time went soft, "Uhmmm...nice...strawberry smell...unusual for a man." "Suave Strawberry essence from WalMart," I said rather uncaringly. "Not anything too special." Her hands made their way to my hair and she kissed my neck and rubbed my shoulders and already her nervousness had left her and her passion was breathing deeply into her lungs as her breasts began to heave and rise with each breath, there was a rising in pitch to her whispers now as she spoke softly through the more rapid breathing." "Do you like what you see?" She wanted some reassurances. "Honesty is important to you, you have said over and over again and agin in your emails, so I have to tell you that you are bigger than I expected and I am not so sure I can handle you to your satisfaction." I blurted out in a straight forward honest to God fashion. She sat back and looked horrified, as if I had just told her I was repulsed by her size and that she was ugly looking. That was not at all the case. She was a beautiful Amazon woman, well proportioned, just HUGE! I was indeed afraid I would not measure up to her expectations. "Look," she said tersely, "You drove here to meet a married woman who is horny as hell and I expect you to loosen up and get on with it. Even if you don't like my body, and let me just tell you myself....YOU ain't such a stud, but of course, you told me how big YOU were....and I was willing to take a chance on you because you were willing to come such a long distance. I have even taken off work to be here with you and I plan on staying here overnight while my husband is out of town and I got everything covered at work and home.....so we got to make this work. I don't get these opportunities very often. Let me tell you buster bama boy, I know I am a worthy lay...hell, I've slept with young W.J.l Clinton before he was Governor....I've been around a few blocks with men, and trust me, we will have a good time tonight or one of us is going to be hurt awfully bad. Do you want that?" And she stared holes through me. It was time to act...I fell on top of her seated on that sofa with her blouse off in her fancy lingerie bra....and pinned her down with an embrace that made her hold still for a long, hard passionate kiss with my tongue half way through penetrating past her teeth and into her throat where she finally came alive and grabbed my head and flung her own tongue past mine into my throat and almost made me gag...it was a long...several minutes before either of us broke this embrace off and when we did our eyes froze into each other's glance asking, "What just happened here?" It only got better the next several hours even though I felt I could not missionary position penetrate her for a hard pounding. I massaged and rubbed every inch of her body and appreciated her breasts unbound finally, as I also took her to bed, undressing her and rolling beside, over and around her for hours. I managed my way between her legs and found her so responsive to my tongue abilities on her clit. "Not many men know what the hell they are doing these days." She remarked as I made her reach orgasm after orgasm without leaving this position. She insisted on staying over....called Dominos Pizza for a "dine in" experience. And we literally fucked ourselves asleep only to wake in the predawn with her staring into my face and saying, "I know what I want to do...I want to ride your fat ass...if you not going to fuck me by putting what you got into my pussy, I want to feel you deep in me and I figure you will have to hold on to me while I ride you." And she flipped me over and before I knew it had straddled me and she took my hard dick and put it into her wet pussy and she rode me until daylight. I came three times and never lost my hard..she would bend down and kiss...pinched my titties...rubbed her breasts..through her hair back and laughed...and she'd let down her juices so that the mattress was soaked and ruined. On the way home I was in a daze...it was Saturday..and I had to be back by night fall and to work the next day...my one work day a week, as my brother called it. I had stuff to do before I could sleep..I was sore...my body was worn out.....and I was just in a fog as I sped back towards Memphis on I-40 taking chances going around trucks. So I did not see the stairwell fly off the truck's door side and when it hit my windshield, buckled into the right passenger car door, I swerved and almost blew a tire, but I held control as trucks blew horns and passed me getting over to the side. No one stopped but me. After I surveyed the situation and cleaned off as much broken glass as I dared, I<b> traveled </font></b>on to the next exit where there was a Love's Truck pavilion and I was able to get some duct tap and cardboard and close up the window's holes so I could drive home. I was later than I'd hoped for, but I made it. What an Arkansas Adventure! |
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