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Not mine (wish it was!).  Found a long time ago and then rediscovered on the Valkyrie miscellaneous site.

Are You Sure It Is a Game?
by Allen

Ali--the most perfect woman in the world--shows Allen her strength is for real
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Ali is big and strong.  5' 10" and almost two hundred pounds.  She is big
boned and solid with a pretty face.  I am of a slight build and at 5’7” and weighing about 150 lbs, I was considerably smaller than her.  She always wore high heel shoes and with her build, just towered over me.

As we got to know each other and became lovers, it became apparent that she was very strong.  On several occasions in little tests of strength she had proven a match for me.   

At first the sex was conventional with me on top and occasionally with her straddling my
waist while she was on top.  Then one night, after she had again
demonstrated her strength, by lifting me in a cradle hold at the door of her apartment, taking me into her bedroom, and casually stripping me of my clothes, she did a slow strip herself and then climbed on top of me with my cock in her laying
on my chest. 

Instinctively, as I thought about how strong she is and how big she is, I submissively wrapped my legs around her waist. She arched her back a bit and looked down at me.  A smile crept across her face.

 She reached back with her arms hooking the backs of my legs and brought my knees
up and pinned them to my chest, thus fucking me in the same position I had
often fucked her.

 The feeling was electrifying.  My arms went around her neck and I immediately surrendered completely to this big, strong, powerful body fucking me like I was a girl.  She was fucking so strong, I was moaning and whimpering and responding to her the way I had made women submit to me when I fucked them.  And I loved it.

After that, we would switch off.  Sometimes I was the dominant one,
sometimes she was.  The more she dominated me, the more I loved it, the more
I wanted it. 

One night as she was particular strong, I started whimpering and whispered you are making me your bitch!  That just seemed to make her stronger, more
intense. 

After that , whenever she was the dominant one, she would tell me
she was making me her bitch and there was nothing I could do to stop her. 
And as I would surrender helplessly to this powerful woman's big strong body
fucking me like I was a little boy, I would reply that she was right, I
couldn't stop her.  But still, it was just a game we played.  Wasn't it.

Then one night she had decided to take me, and she had just brought my knees
up to my chest with my cock imprisoned in her overwhelming pussy.  Suddenly
the door burst open and it was her 12 year son.  She turned to look over her
shoulder and started to talk to him while I, in my embarrassment, tried to put
my legs down. 

To my surprise I couldn't move.  I thought I was just off  balance so I braced myself and again tried to put my legs down.  It was like pushing against a brick wall.  Suddenly I realized that it wasn't a game, it wasn't a fantasy. 

This awesome, powerful woman was too strong for me.  I really was helpless in those big  muscular arms. 

As reality overwhelmed me my hips began to grind uncontrollably, my cock helplessly trapped in her pussy began to throb and twitch, and I began to whimper and moan like a little girl. 

The moans were soft and the movement slight at first, but as she continued her casual
conversation with her son like I wasn't laying like a girl in her arms, I
couldn't prevent the movements from becoming more pronounced and the moaning
becoming louder and louder.

 I was helplessly surrendering to this powerful woman, becoming more a helpless little girl in her arms by the second as her son stood there watching.  When he finally turned and walked out of the room, she looked down into my eyes and said, "Where did you think you were  going?  I didn't tell you, you could move bitch? She growled softly.

I shuddered whimpered like a little girl as my cock exploded into her pussy never getting soft.  She then proceeded to fuck me like a little girl, fucking me stronger than she ever
had before, making me  beg and plead and tell her I was her bitch so loudly
that I feared not only could her son hear me in the next room, but that her
neighbors all over the apartment building had to know she was making me hers
that night.

 After that night it was rare that she let me "be the boy".  Most times she simply treated me like I was her "girlfriend" from the moment  I walked in, and I instinctively responded that way.

We went on fucking from time to time over the next several months.  Then I
met the most beautiful woman I have ever known and we fell in love.  I
wanted to marry her.  Then one night out of the blue the amazon called me. 
She was just checking on me because we hadn't talked in awhile and well yes,
she was horny, did I what to come over.  I found myself rationalizing that
it was okay.  We were just friends and I was just going to tell her about my
new love.  But from the time I walked into her apartment she treated me like
I was hers and I found myself unable to stop the old submissive feelings
from overwhelming me.  It wasn't long before she had me in bed and she
starting to take me.  I tried not to respond and she didn't press it.  She
probably assumed I was just tired and she rolled over to go to sleep.  Then,
proud of myself because I hadn't  "betrayed" my new love by submitting to
this woman, I stated that I was too strong now, she couldn't dominate me
anymore.  She rose up on one arm and looked down at me and laughed.

This strong, powerful creature then crushed me with a french kiss while she
teased my body and my cock with her fingertips until I was a whimpering
bitch.  She then turned me over on my stomach and mounted me, holding me in
a full-nelson with her crotch against my ass, she began fucking me.  At
first softly grinding her crotch against my ass until she had me moaning,
then she started raising her hips in the air slapping her pussy against my
ass so hard it sounded like she was slapping it with her hand.  As I moaned
helplessly she told me she could fuck my punk ass all night long if she
wanted to and there was nothing I could do about it.  The fact that I was
laying there helpless in her arms proving the truth of her statement only
made the feelings of absolute submission and weakness that much more
overwhelming.  After what seemed like a half hour of this demonstration of
my complete helplessness in her arms, she turned my limp, whipped, body over
and mounted me in our missionary position.  She took my cock in her pussy
and by the time she brought my knees up to my chest my cock was already
exploding with the first orgasm.  She raised her hips and slammed them
against me never letting my cock out of her pussy and ordered me to come
again.  I screamed as my body obeyed her command.  She raised her hips and
rammed me again, repeating her order.  Again I screamed as my body obeyed
her.  Three more strokes, three more gut wrenching orgasms on command and I
was a trembling, shivering, quivering, bitch, fucked into complete and total
submission.

She hadn't even raised a sweat as she rolled off of me more because she had
answered my challenge so overwhemingly there could be no question of her
absolute control, and she didn't want to hurt me.  She had fucked any trace
of manhood, any desire to be a boy out of me.  Forget the woman I was so
much in love with.  I couldn't even think about being a male, much less her
man.  This woman had fucked me so strong there was nothing left in me but a
helpless little girl that wanted to be Ali's slave.









As she lay there, I instinctively moved to her laying my head on her
shoulder and helplessly grinding my "clit" (you have to me a man to have a
cock and this woman had fucked any trace of a man out of me) against her
thigh as women who have been fucked into falling helplessly in love with a
man have been laying next to them for centuries.  I lay there for a minute
when I was suddenly overwhelmed with how easily and how completely this
woman had just fucked me stronger than I had ever fucked any woman and I got
between her legs and helplessly inserted my weak, dominated, overwhelmed
cock into that powerful pussy.  I had no control over my body.  I couldn't
stop it.  I stroked as fast as I could for twenty seconds, whimpered like
the whipped bitch I was and exploded another orgasm into her.  She looked
like she was thinking about her laundry list or doing her nails.  I
collapsed onto her chest and slide back into my fucked girlfriend position
at her side with my head on her shoulder and my hips helplessly grinding
against her hip.

I only lasted about another thirty seconds before my body, with no direction
from me, got between her thighs and put my cock in her pussy and stroked
away again, this time only lasting about fifteen seconds before whimpering
through another orgasm.  This time she looked up into my eyes and said, "You
better stop that , bitch, before you hurt yourself!"  I was totally
devastated, defeated, humiliated.  I collapsed back to her side to my
whipped girlfriend position, moaning and helplessly grinding against her
thigh.

I was in love with another woman, and not only did she prove to me that she
could fuck me anytime she wanted no matter who I thought I was in love with,
she had fucked me so strong that she had fucked any desire to be a man out
of me.  On top of that, she had fucked me so much stronger than I had ever  fucked any woman, she made me feel like I had never been a man.  Didn't know  how to be a man.  Not only could she fuck me away from any woman I had ever
known, she could obviously fuck any woman I had ever had away from me.  She
is that much stronger than me.  I will gladly be her bitch for the rest of
my life.  I have no choice, I have no desire but to be hers.


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