Fiction . . . or truth. Only I know. I was cruising thru the Adult FriendFinder listings, hoping to find a willing partner.

I'm rather hard to please, 'cause I prefer older married women, preferably women in the same marital situation I find myself in.

They're not easy to find .

. .

but then I found Pam.

She was definitely my type: married, BBW, huge rack, looking for regular get-togethers. Defintely a first for me.

Adult FriendFinder had helped me connect with several local ladies, and we had great fun when we got together. But never one like Pam.

Distance and time prohibited a get-together that afternoon, but we did make plans to meet the following Monday afternoon, in a small town midway between our two locations, agreeing to meet at a McDonald's just to eyeball each other and check out the chemistry. The magic hour came, and my cell phone rang. She was parked outside. It was lust at first sight . .

. an absolutely gorgeous woman, beautifully coiffed, light makeup. Wearing an almost see-thru blouse that offered a hint of what lay beneath. No doubt, the best pair of tits I had ever been near. "Well, what do you say . . . " "You're wonderful, " I replied. "Well, then, go get us a room." She sat on the bed, while I fell into the only chair.

Looking me in the eyes, she slowly unbuttoned her blouse.

Those huge tits were now hanging there, held in place by her bra. Her right hand reached out and I took it.

She pulled me closer, onto my knees, and placed her lips on mine.

Our tongues intertwined. My hands grasped her tits, and my thingy became rock hard. She rolled onto her back, and my lips now found themselves working down her tummy, getting closer to the promised land. With a couple of quick moves I had her skirt off, then pulled down her panties. It was the best softness I had ever seen. I swear her personal place was already bulging out of its' lips, and juice glistened. Irresistible. In went my tongue, and she began to move her hips in synchronization. Within minutes a gigantic orgasm overcame her. She grabbed the bed covers and began to heave to and fro, incredibly loud moans escaping her lips. I had never had such an experience.

She was in total control. We would kiss, then I would love her breasts, after which she would gently tudge me south until I was once again loving her personal placeoris.

And what a personal place .

.

.

the biggest one I had ever experienced. With a flick of my tongue it stood at attention, then waves of softness juice would flood my lips as I caressed it gently, followed by another huge orgasm. We continued into the afternoon.

At one point I looked at the alarm clock. We had been making love for three solid hours.

Never in my life had I experienced a woman like this.

Then she rolled me on my back and positioned her softness over my length. Her huge tits were now truly huge, hanging down and swaddling my face like two huge pillows. "Prepare for the play of your life, and don't hold back, " Pam said.

She lowered her softness onto my thingy, and her softness pulled it in like a vacuum cleaner. So warm, so moist and what control she had. Up, down, up, down, up, down.

But not for very long, 'cause I was more than ready. "Hold on, now. The best is yet to come, " she whispered in my ear. But I couldn't and erupted in my own mind-blowing orgasm. Our first get-together led to another one, then another, then another. Each better than the last. The week after our first tryst I found myself unable to convince her to drive up, so I had to pleasure myself. "Boy, he sure feels bigger, " I thought. Later that week the wife decided to hand out a treat, our usual semi-annual affair. "Boy, you seemed larger tonight, " she said before rolling over. "I think I enjoyed it.

" Later that week Pam and I swere able to give ourselves a couple of hours of pleasure together.

Her softness felt even better, and for the first time she had an orgasm while impaled on my thingy.

Next day in the shower, as I lathered up, it became instantly hard and I could tell it was definitely longer and thicker. "What is going on here, " I wondered. "I think I had better check this out.

" So I found my wife's sewing tape measure and checked.

Sure enough, five inches around, almost eight inches long. That night the wife rolled over, stuck her hand down there, then mounted me. "Boy, you're getting better in your old age, " she said. "I swear your thing is a foot long. What have you been eating?" Pam and I continued to get-together every few weeks. "Wonderful" and "exciting" don't even begin to describe our lovemaking sessions. And, within days after every one there was no doubt that it was bigger yet again. So, there we were at our favorite motel, having a great time.

"You haven't said anything about the way your thingy has been growing, " Pam whispered in my ear. "I know you have noticed it getting mammoth.

Do you like it now that it's a mandingo thingy?" I couldn't answer.

I was dumbfounded about what to say. Of course I loved it. "I absolutely love it. All of my life I've had this effect on my lovers. The more they eat my softness and play my softness the bigger they become. Until . .

.

well, you'll see. "Until then, let's keep on playing." She rolled over and onto me. I could feel her softness become even firmer, and I knew I had certainly added even more size to my man meat. I am lying in bed. My own bed.

I am alone, as is usual at my house. The clock radio has come on. "Good morning, it's 5:05AM and here is what has happened overnight, " the familiar voice intones. I sit up.

I feel a growing hardness between my thighs, and reach down for some precious relief.

"Boy that was some dream . .

. tight softness and GG tits. Guess that is heaven." Seconds later cum explodes out of my five inch length. "Boy, if I oculd only find Pam . .

. "