My New Girlfriend
by Will Travis
 


I live in a duplex. My landlord called me and asked if would show the empty
unit next door to a prospective client. On Tuesday the prospective tenant
showed up. She was about average height, very curvy, and exceptionally busty.
She had thick arms and legs with good tone. I showed her the apartment and she
told me she liked it. We got my landlord on the phone, they talked, and she
made arrangements for her to drive across town to my landlord's house and
deliver the deposit and first month's rent. As she was leaving I asked if she
needed help moving in. To my dismay she said, "No thanks, my boyfriend is
going to help." "Too bad," I thought to myself. The chick had some of the
hugest tits I had ever seen.

She planned to move in on Saturday. On Friday night she called and asked if I
would be available to help out. I said I was happy to help. The next morning
about 10:00 am she drove up in a U-Haul truck. She was alone.

I walked outside to great her. "Hi, where is your boyfriend?"

She rolled her eyes and said, "This is kind of embarrassing but we had a big
fight last night when we were loading the truck. So here I am with a truck
load of stuff. I sure am glad you were available to help. If you can help with
a few big pieces of furniture, I can handle the rest."

"Oh don't worry", I responded. "If I were not helping you I would be sitting
around watching the tube."

We walked around to the back of the truck and we each grabbed one side of the
heavy slid-out ramp. I was expecting to do most of the lifting. I was very
surprised when I saw her thick arms explode into a massive biceps as we slid
the ramp out from under the truck and lifted it into place.

I stood back and watched her as she unlocked the back of the truck and slid
the door up. She was wearing a pair of cut-off jeans that showed most of her
big shapely legs. She had on a baggy t-shirt with cut-off sleeves. The big
t-shirt could not hide the size of her monstrous tits.

The back end of the truck was mostly neatly stacked boxes. She had sensibly
packed the big heavy furniture in the front of the cargo area. We started
carrying box after box into the house. I was very impressed with her strength.
I quickly suspected that this curvy girl was as fit as I was. There were times
when I wondered if she might be stronger than me. I kept myself amused
watching her lift and bend. I also spent considerable time trying to guess her
weight.

We chit-chatted as we carried boxes and other items into the house. I filled
her in on mundane neighborhood things such as the best grocery stores and so
forth.

Finally we got the boxes out and got to the furniture. We slid a big
hide-a-bed coach out of the truck and down the ramp. The old thing was
monstrously heavy. Due to the steep stairs up the front yard to the duplex, we
had to carry the couch. A dolly would not have worked. I am in pretty good
shape. I am about six foot, weigh 185, and work-out at the gym three or four
times a month to stay fit.

We began to carry the couch up the hill and I was really struggling. I was on
the downhill side of the couch. About half-way up the hill, I grunted out
"Gotta stop!" We lowered the couch to the ground. I stood, shook out my sore
arms and arched my back a few times. "I sure do appreciate you help. Sorry my
ex-boyfriend is not here to help." I told her not to worry about it. We
carried the couch the rest of the way up the hill and put it in the guest
room. We went back down the hill and carried a heavy old credenza up the
stairs. Again I was on the downhill side, and again I had to stop about
halfway up the hill. I rested a second and we carried the credenza into her
living room.

I was clearly looking exhausted and Tracy repeatedly asked if I was ok. I told
her I was fine. I noticed she did not seem very tired. We went down the hill
and the next piece was a china cabinet. "Let me take the downhill side." Tracy
said. My male ego started to object but I was getting curious as to how strong
this girl was. We got about halfway up the hill when I had to call out a quick
stop. Tracy seemed to be doing fine. I rested about thirty seconds and we got
the china cabinet in place in the dining room across from the credenza. Again
Tracy apologized for the fact that her ex-boyfriend was not here to help.
About 2:00 we had most of the van emptied out. Tracy clearly had a lot of
unpacking and organizing to do before she had a livable house. I decided to
take a chance and ask her what her plans were for dinner. She had none. I
decided to go for broke.

"Why don't you come over about six? We can send out for pizza and soak our
sore backs in my hot tub."

Tracy grinned and said, "Sounds great."

Tracy drove the truck back to the rental place and drove back in her car. I
took a shower and then a nap.

At six prompt I heard a knock at the door. I opened the door. Tracy was
standing there holding two pizzas and a six pack of beer. My kind of lady. She
was wearing a pool robe which covered her swimsuit. All I could see were those
shapely legs. We talked about insubstantial things while we ate and then went
onto my back deck to climb in the hot tub. I was wearing a pair of baggy swim
trunks and a t-shirt. I peeled off the shirt and climbed in the tub. Tracy
went inside to get us two more beers. When she came out she handed me the
beers. She then removed her robe. My jaw nearly dropped. She was wearing a
tiny white bikini which showed of her golden tan. It also showed her amazingly
firm, voluptuous body. This girl had an incredible shape and looked to be
about five foot six. I was guessing she must weigh close to 200 pounds. It is
not often you see a girl who weighs that much who looks so firm and fit. She
climbed in and laid back on one of the recliners. She reached back and pulled
her hair into a pony-tail. Again I got to see those amazing biceps pop out.

We sat there a while enjoying the hot tub, sipping our beers. "If you don't
mind my asking, what caused you and your boyfriend to break up yesterday?"

Tracy shook her head and laughed, "Male ego."

"What do you mean?"

"We had been dating for about a month. While we were packing the van he
discovered I was stronger than he is. He got all weirded out." Tracy paused
for a moment acting if she had said something wrong. She then said, "He is not
as strong as you are." She was clearly trying to avoid bruising my male ego.

"Well you might have both me and your ex-boyfriend beat. I was the one who had
to rest going up those damned steps."

"Does that bother you?" she asked.

I smiled at her. "I may have my flaws but insecurity is not one of them." She
slid over to the center of the hot tub, kneeled on front of me placing her
hands on my thighs. "My being stronger than you does not bother you?"

"Come here" I said. Tracy lifted herself out of the water and we began to
kiss. She became very passionate and pressed me back into my seat. She climbed
up so that she was straddling my lap. We continued to kiss as I ran my hands
up and down her back. I ran my hands down her arms and began to massage her
upper arm. She lifted her right arm into a biceps pose. Her flexed bicep was
huge. She brought it to my mouth and I began to kiss her arm. While I was
kissing her arm I reached behind her and undid the ties on her bikini top.
"Which do you like better? "These?" as she reached down grabbed her huge
breasts and lifted them and pushed them together. "Or these?" as she leaned
back and flexed both biceps.

"Fortunately for me they all come as a set."

"My being stronger than you does not turn you off?"

"You better check and see." She reached down and felt the front of my swing
trunks. I had a boner sticking out the bottom of my left pants leg.

She pushed the pants leg up and began to stroke my cock as she lowered a
breast to my mouth. While I was sucking on her nipple I reached down and
untied her bikini bottoms. She pulled back, reached down, roughly pulled down
my trunks, and climbed back up into my lap and straddled my cock. She pulled
my face deep into her cleavage as she rubbed her clit back and forth against
my cock. "Do you want it she asked teasingly?"

I nodded my head unable to speak clearly due to the huge boobs wrapped around
my face. Tracy reached down and guided my cock into her tight pussy. She
clamped her thighs tight against me, pulled my mouth over to her right nipple
and pulled my face very hard against that mammoth breast. She began to ride my
cock like a wild woman. She was in control and I was enjoying every moment of
it. She was incredibly powerful and I could not have stopped her if I wanted
to. She was thrusting away harder and harder. Water from the hot tub was
spilling out over the side in waves. I exploded my load into her, she kept
riding my shaft and moments later she leaned back and literally screamed in
ecstasy.

We lay there for a while catching hour breaths. She lay in my lap leaning
against my chest. I wrapped my arms around her, fondled her boobs and kissed
her shoulders.

"So my being stronger than you isn't a problem?" she asked.

"Nope, you are welcome to come by and rape me in my hot tub anytime."

She lifted her arms out of the water and flexed them. I gently kissed the top
of each bicep.

"Want to find out how much stronger I am?"

I was not sure where this was going but I was interested. I was getting turned
on again. "Sure" I said.

"Follow me," Tracy said. She took my hand and led me out of the hot tub and
over to my picnic table. "Have a seat."

Tracy went to the other side of the table and put her arm up in a position to
arm wrestle. The arm looked damn big but I am not one to back down from a
challenge. We locked hands and Tracy said, "Go!"

I began pushing with everything I had and Tracy's arm did not move. She was
clearly struggling some to hold it there but it was obvious she was toying
with me. After about thirty seconds Tracy asked, "Getting tired?" I was
clearly wearing out but shook my head no. "Hang on" Tracy said as she turned
on the power. She very slowly and gradually lowered my arm to the table. My
arm was trembling so bad from the exertion that it was nearly useless.
Meanwhile Tracy is smiling at me from the other side of the table giving me
more bicep posies and laughing. She reached across the table and grabbed my
left hand. "I am going to wear you down and make you my sex slave tonight."

"I can live with that." I laughed. We began to arm wrestle left handed.
Instead of toying with me this time, she very quickly slammed my hand to the
table. We went into the carpeted living room and Tracy challenged me to every
imaginable competition. She beat me at sit-ups, legs wrestling, and push-ups
among others. I lay on the floor exhausted. My body felt like a wet noodle.
Tracy seemed not the least bit fatigued. She looked radiant with a glistening
sheen of perspiration.

"You look defenseless." She straddled my legs and took my limp cock into her
mouth. She sucked and stroked until I was hard. She slid up and mounted my
cock. I reached up to caress her breasts. She grabbed my arms and pushed me
back, pinning my arms to the floor. Ordinarily I can bench press enough that I
should have been able to lift my arms. However, after the grueling routine I
had been through I could not lift her. She really had me pinned. She began
riding my cock. All I could do is watch her massive tits sway back and forth
inches above my face. I tried to reach up with my mouth but Tracy pushed me
back each time. Tracy began to squeeze her thighs against mine tighter and
tighter. She let out a howl and convulsed with orgasms. During her orgasm I
saw my chance, I quickly pushed up and rolled her over onto her back and began
pounding away. She wrapped her legs around my waist and screamed "Yes! Yes!"
as fucked her with everything I had. Just as she was concluding her orgasm,
mine hit. I groaned in pleasure and she pulled me in tight with her legs and
pulled us close together with her arms. She was squeezing me so tight that I
could barely breathe which seemed to intensify my eruption.

Eventually it all passed and I was lying on top of her. We were both breathing
deeply. After a few moments, I propped myself up and my elbows and gave her a
few gentle kisses. Then I said, "You're not so tough. Look who ended up on
top."