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Ashley.... what have you done to me?

I barely remember how I got myself together from that yoga class room. It was like being drunk, on hangover and extremely exhausted at the same time. I was moving slowly like in water. She didn't lie, saying that "our fun will be rough"...
But on the opposite, I remember perfectly how embarassed I was feeling walking through main gym to lockerroom. I had this overwhelming feeling, that every person in the building knew that we had sex and that they were staring at me. It most likely wasn't truth, but I felt that way.
Almost panicked when I realized that surveilance cameras were all over the place. Were they in that yoga room?
"What if security guys had watched this unusual porn video, with me as a co-star and mostly as a victim of that muscular female beast". Erratic, nervous thoughts made me hyperventilating - I just grabbed my stuff from locker and almost run from building.
Jumped into my fatigue, old car and speeded to my small rented flat. I walked in, shut the door, blanked all windows (it means both) and fell down on bed like motionless corpse. With remnants of clear mind, I texted my boss, that I will be absent in work for some time, fortunately he is good guy and won't be making me any problems.

I closed my eyes in attempt to clear my mind, at least for a moment, but my brain was drawing her images up over and over again. I couldn't fall asleep, it was obviously too early and I was too agitated. Finally I gave up and started to think or rather overthink everything what had happened. At first my thoughts were totally chaotic, jumping and galloping in my mind in all directions, like startled herd of sheep.

Oh, focus, you fucking moron! - I almost yelled this inwardly. Focus, focus, focus!
I struggled, but eventually started to analise whole that "episode" from very beginning. To make this easier, I made imaginary folders in my thoughts, to catalogue them or something like that.

So first thought folder, called "The Challenge", contained my jittery memories about begining of our encounter. She.... Ashley.... approached me, then mocked, insulted me, dragged me into her mind games and finally destroyed me easily, in aspect in which I had felt so strong prior to that. Recalling memory of her inhumanly tough abdominal muscles, made me sweating cold. I was hiting her with full force, for god sake! How could she withstand this? And how the fuck she was able to hit me so hard, without using proper boxing technique? At all. Just pure power of her arm. How? How she did that?
Obviously, my ego was struck by shameful lost in that "challenge". I was beaten by a woman! With one single strike! Fuck!
I accepted that at that moment, because she made that easy to forgot, with all she had done next, all sexy and amazing stuff, but laying in bed, alone with mine thoughts... it was just devastating.
I had consider myself as a fighter before I've met Ashley, although it hadn't been like that when I was a teen. I was average kid, rather shy, a little bit chubby, not so much sportsman type. I was lacking confidence, I had poor experience with girls. I was in twelfth grade, when I have decided to start muay thai workouts. And it helped me much! I lost weight, became more muscular, more agile. I gained self-confidence and girls started to notice that too. I thought I'm in best mental and physical shape of my life...... until that day in the gym.

It was ridiculous, but I was wondering, if I would be able to defeat Ashley in real combat or at least in some kind of kick boxing match. Her muscles were super hard and strong, but at the end of the day, she is still human (I hoped it was true), she has to feel pain, she can be knocked out. She has to have some limits!
Of course, she was very tough, strong and endurable, but I was convinced (of course, it could be foolish of me), that she would break under barage of multiple different strikes, knees to torso, kicks in thighs, elbows on face, etc. Eventually I would defeat her in hypothetical fight, but..... what if she knew some martial art? What if Ashley hit me so hard without any technique and could hit me even harder if she would know how to do it properly? What if she already knew how to throw a punch, but deliberately didn't do that, because she knew that it will hurt me severely? Or even kill me? Or she knew that throwing technical strike wasn't necessary, because in her eyes I wasn't strong enough to withstand even her "sloppy" punch?
Or maybe she did not know any striking martial arts? But what if she was good in wrestling? Or judo and ju jitsu? She would take me down and tie my limbs up in human knot! Just imagine her 18 inch arms choking someone out! Or breaking joints and bones like plastic toys! I wouldn't know how to defend myself on the ground, but even if I knew, she would overpower me effortlessly.

I was writing different scenarios in my head, how could I avenge my lost in challenge, until I got disgusted by these thoughts.
"Am I really so egotic? Am I really thinking about beating a woman, because she humilitated me? Who am I, for fucking sake?" - I became angry on myself. Thinking of that made me sick. Would I hit with elbow this beautiful face, just to "make us equal"? To compensate my hurted ego? That's insane!

I had to start think about something different, so I opened another "thought folder", which could be called "Ashley's body and strength".
Her body and strength.... good lord. Again I had that hard to describe feeling, mix of excitement, admiration, arousal, disbelief, unease and simple fear. Thinking about her strength was making me feel all these contradictable emotions. That was hard to swallow for me, but she was undeniably stronger than me, in case of lifting weights. There was no doubts or excuses about it. I recalled how she curled my whole body just with her biceps, which stand for almost 90 lbs per one hand. And she made 10 perfect reps. I wouldn't be able to curl even half of this. Heaviest dumbells I ever used in biceps training were weighing 38 lbs. And they were almost tearing my muscles off!

I wondered how huge could be her maximum weights.. For example in bench-press. I could press 235 lbs twice. That was my limit. For her it probably wouldn't be a warmup weight. Dead lift, squat, soldier press.... I didn't even want to think how huge weights she could lift. It made me anxious.... and aroused at the same time. My hand wandered to my pants and found my dick hard as steel again. That was weird that even imagining her lifting insane weights made me hard. That was something new. Meeting Ashley changed me. She changed me in every possible way...

I started to stroke my dick, which was swollen and sore, like after whole night of sex. God, she wore me out like that in just several dozen of minutes. From that I started to dreamly think about our sex, about this epic, primal, animal sex!
I had never had a clue in my head, that sex with female bodybuilder can be so exciting. And that I would consider sex with muscular woman as a best experience in my life!
Of course it was rough for me, of course I was passive during it, of course she dominated me sexually, physically and mentally while we were doing it. But it was amazing!
Touching such muscular, huge, hard body was something remarkable. If someone would tell me in the past, that I will have best sex in life with bigger and stronger than me female bodybuilder, I would call that person a weirdo. But after Ashley, it seemed to me impossible to have such intense intimate sensations with normal girl, even the most pretty and sexy one.
I was wondering why Ashley chose me to have sex with.... If having sex with me was her plan from beginning? Or she just wanted to mock and dominate me, without other reason than some kind of mean fun, and meanwhile she got aroused? I've noticed that she was getting more and more aroused by her own strength. Also, seeing my admiration of her muscles, was making her wet.
But had she done something like this before? Chosing random guy at the gym, humilitating him and then fucking him? Why she chose me? Why me? This question was making my head explode.
This was so fucked up! She messed with my mind like no one before... But I enjoyed this so much, so fucking much.... She was so hot, powerful, allmigthy, dominating....

I started to masturbate thinking about her, her body, her behavior, her beautiful face, her blue eyes, her blond hair, which smelled so nice, her warm skin hidding those enormous muscles!
After few moves I knew that I will come fast. I was imagining Ashley riding me again - maybe 30 seconds past and I came with huge fontain... I had no tissues or toilet paper around, but I didn't give a shit about it - semen launched in air like gayser. I closed my eyes, just for a moment and fell asleep.

I woke up later and completely lost track of time. My hand was sticky from sperm, so I got up with effort and waddled my way to bathroom.
I took long warm shower, during which I did not stop think about her for even split second. Funny, but this short nap and masturbation, gave me at least a smidge of clarity. I knew what I want to do. I knew what I had to do, to not sink into insane obsession.
I have to meet her again! Meet and invite somewhere, I wanted to date her, I wanted her.... so much.

I was aware that she may be succubus, who enjoys to lure, seduce and then destroy any kind of man.
I knew that she can be like mantis, which after rough sex will get bored of me and simply eat me alive. She may be like female spider. Like demon of desires. She can be all of that and beginning of potential relationship between us, may be the end of me in many different ways.
But I was willing to risk that, risk being rejected by her or suffering another serie of humilitations.

With that goal in the mind, I walked out from bathroom and sit in front of computer.
"I have to find her" - this one thought was filling my entire brain.
I opened Chrome and wrote phrase "Ashley bodybuilder" in google. I've found few accounts on insta****, facebook and other sites, but after looking through them, none was her. Shit! What if she lied about her name? But I kept trying with different phrases "Ashley personal trainer", "Ashley muscle girl", "Ashley wrestler", everything what came to my mind.
Nothing. There was multiple of muscular Ashley, but none of them was that Ashley. "My Ashley".
She told me false name, for sure. Or she has some kind of nickname in social media. Or she doesn't live here. Or.... or....or... I placed my forehead on desk in despair.

While I was looking for her, many other female bodybuilders photos popped out in search results. There was a lot of hot muscular girls, but none was so huge and shredded like Ashley. Also, there was a lot of massive and masculined muscular women, but on the contrary - none was so beautiful and hot like Ashley. It occurred to me that "my" Ashley was one of kind.
Obviously, there was few really pretty, feminine, but super massive women, but they were living all around the world, not in my city.
Seeing those few attractive, big and strong women, just fueled my obsession more. I need to find her somehow.

Maybe she works at that gym, where all that happened? Or any other gym in town? I've checked websites of almost every gym and fitness club in city - there were few Ashleys among instructors and trainers, but looking at their photos, one by one, was dragging my hope away. It's not her, it's not her! There were also three Ashleys without photo, but first one was Zumba instructor for seniors (I doubt honestly that "my" Ashley would train some gradmas), and second one was a physiotherapist (could "my" Ashley works as a physioterapist? Who knows..).
The third one "Ashley without photo" was most promising, because at her profile I've read key words in this case - "bodybuilder", "powerlifting instructor", "nutrition coach". That was more fitting. But still there was no photo and trails ended there. Nevertheless, I add this site to faves, for future - better safe, than sorry.
I had spent whole afternoon and evening at looking for any trail of Ashley in the net. Without any success....
I would sit and search even longer, but my guts reminded me with loud noise, that I didn't eat anything for whole day!
Opened a fridge and took first thing I saw, then unplugged my laptop and lay down in bed with it. I've checked few ideas how else I can find her, but in vain.
A little bit dispirited, I turned off computer and just lay down.

I started to question myself about it...
Damn, what happened to me? I got so obsessed by her... but am I thinking rationally? Seriously I would like to date girl like her? I mean, what kind of woman approachs random guy and then teases and humilitates him and after all has sex with him. Or even rapes him, because she is so strong, that she is able to do that. Of course, she didn't rape me, I would never consider that as unconsensual sex, because I enjoyed this so much and she even asked me before, if I had wanted to have "fun" with her. And obviously I wanted.
But she raped me mentally in some way. She changed me.

Would I really want to start reliationship with someone like her? She can be mean person. Selfish. Narcisstic. Unstable.
What my parents would say? Not that I cared very much about their opinion, but they would be shocked not only by her muscle mass, but her blatant behavior. What would say my friends? How would people look at us in public? Everybody would think that I am henpecked boy, who found girl stronger than him and let her dominate.

Fuck! Why it should matter what other people think? I want know her better. That only one clear thought I had at that moment.

But what if she will reject me or deride my advances to her? She definetely may do that. But it was risk I was willing to take. I won't know, if I won't try, right? She said after all "see you around", that was something I hang on to.

Another batch of doubts flooded my head.
What could I offer in relationship with woman like Ashley? What she may expect from her partner? What may interest her in me?

- Strong and good looking body? C'mon! She could have every bodybuilder or powerlifter on a planet. There is multum of guys who are stronger than me and for sure also than her, so if she would want one of them, she would have. Maybe she likes to be stronger than her boyfriend? That's very possible?
- What else, maybe feeling safe and protected by her man? Phew, I think she can handle herself very well. Of course there was still question if she know any martial arts, but even if not, she would manage with majority of unpleasent guys just with her raw strength.
- Maybe money? God, she certainly has plenty of money, she is pro bodybuilder, model, trainer, she for sure has sponsors, etc. I am working as a programist and earning nice salary, but for her it may be not important.
- Sex? Again, I believe she can have any man she wants. I know, not every guy is into muscular women, but I hadn't been also… until I met her. She turned me into female bodybuilders admirer within maybe one hour or even less, so I think she would do the same with other guys.
But.... I think... no, I know, that Ashley enjoyed doing IT with me. She had at least three orgasms, she was impressed by my dick, she liked sex with me, she was aroused to limit. I was sure about it. So what? It's being a human dildo is only thing I can offer to her?
- Sense of humour? Stability? Love? Do I really have any chances with her? Or I want to bite more than I can chew?

My body started to get more and more sleepy, but my brain was working like factory during war time - no breaks at all.
But I came out with a plan. I will find her somehow. I will be training at that gym and looking for her and if it will fail, I will look in other fitness club. Eventually, we'll run into each other. We have to.

I have to find her, if I want be sane person in future....

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My life started to constantly circulate around finding Ashley. Obsession about my dreamed muscular goddess became so absorbing, that I was barely thinking about anything else. Literally 16 hours per day Ashley occupied my mind. And also I had often dreamed about her at nights. There was no turning back for me. I had to find her or my head would implode like puffball.
Of course, I was realizing my so called plan - I continued to work out at THAT gym, trying different hours and days, checking out all personal trainers avaible there, sitting in front od gym for some time before and after workouts, walking around, watching cars parked near building, etc. Yeah. I know that sounds insane, but I couldn't help myself. I was so desperate to find her.
I've became super observant and vigilant. When I was doing my excercises at gym, my head was rotating almost 360 degrees, like an owl's. I tried to keep eye on every entrance, at lounge, at reception, everywhere. Someone could say, that I am under influence of some super strong stimulants, because my eyes were unnaturally fast inspecting every possible direction.
When I was walking at street, I was aware of whom I was passing by, who was on other site of street, who was driving what car. Endlessly looking for blonde hair and huge muscular frame. Probably every commander in army or police commissioner or CIA recruiter would like a soldier, policeman or agent so alert and perceptive like me.

Every day when I had to be at work, I considered that time as wasted. I was dying inside from burning desire of looking for Ashley. My mind was focused completely on this one task, 24/7, and every different thoughts were highly unwelcome. I was aware, that the longer my searchs will last, the more severe it will impact my sanity. But it was too late for retreat. I was sunked ear deep in obsession and only Ashley could have brought any rescue for me....or have destroyed me into dust.

A new routine appeared on my life after meeting Ashley - every evening, I sat with my computer on couch and was watching stuff involving female bodybuilders. Photos , erotic acts, interviews, contest show, workout videos and even.... porn. Everything with muscular girls. Mainly goal was attempts to track Ashley down, but I would lie, if I'd tell that was only reason. Simply got fascinated by huge and strong women. It was something new and so exciting, that sucked me in like whirlpool. Of course, box of tissues became my first need product, if you know, what I mean.
But I was trying to learn that sport, get some knowledge about world, in which my "crush" lives. Yeah, I called Ashley my crush, I was daydreaming about her and me on daily basis. And yes, I knew that collision between my fantasies and reality, may be killer for all my hopes. But what could I do?

When I was inside gym, I was behaving like a meerkat - walking, stopping for a moment, nervously scouting the perimeter for possibility of spotting blonde muscular girls and then continuing walking. Total psychosis. To be honest, that was mentally and physically exhausting, I felt like deflated ball after whole day. But the next day I was behaving exactly the same, with new hopes and enthusiasm.
I started to spent more hours on gym than before, which obviously wasn't bad in any way - I've gained two pounds of clean muscles, I felt stronger. But there was no trail of Ashley in gym where we had met that morning...

After three weeks, decided to check other fitness clubs from a list, I had made earlier. It wasn't easy decision, I was asking myself, what if she will show up in that gym just day after I will start to check other clubs. That was tricking my mind as hell.

But I had a plan - I wanted to visit five biggest and most known gyms in city, each for at least three or four days, in different hours. Fortunately, I have flexible schedule at work and I don't need to be in office every day, as long as work is done at home. That allowed me to continue my crazy searches.

So I went to the first club, probably the biggest and well known gym in city, and spent there multiple hours during few days. Pointlessly...
There was no "my" Ashley, I even asked about her in reception, but chicks working there just looked at me as at weirdo. After four days I crossed out this gym from list and choose another.

Second one was most promising, because there was working that personal trainer "Ashley without photo", this one who had info in profile about being bodybuilder, powerlifter and nutrition coach. I wrote about her last time, remember? So it's obvious, that I was excited. But all my hopes were ruined at first day there. I asked about that Ashley and someone introduce me to her. Ok, that was a female bodybuilder, quite massive one, buy not "my" Ashley. It was woman in her mid forties, even closer to fifties. Short hair, brown eyes, very average, not to say unattractive, face. She had big arms and wide back, but not near muscularity level of "my" Ashley. Not to mention that she wasn't even in part so attractive and beautiful like "my" Ashley. She was nice and talkative, but she couldn't help me. Second gym crossed out...

Third gym was total failure, there was almost not a single female, during those four trial days. Only guys, mostly grouped in one band of stupid and loud meatheads, who were discouraging any normal people from attending to that gym. I believe, that I saw one girl, really only one, who was trying to do her workout in furthest, deepest corner of gym, clearly daunted by those morons. And I am sure, that she wouldn't show up there ever again. Of course, I could imagine Ashley barging there and humilitating every one of these muscle dorks, but I just had hunch that it isn't her gym.

Visiting fourth gym also didn't bring any results. It was huge club with plenty members, main gym was really giant. But I did my research and asked about Ashley in every possible place there. They also had some kind of hall of fame on their website, where were posted photos of famous people from bodybuilding world, who were training there. Ashley wasn't among them and as I assumed, with her body and facial beauty, she has to have some recognizability and fanbase, so gym managers for sure would post her pics on their website. Of course my assumptions could be totally wrong, but I nearly sure that they weren't. Fourth gym was also crossed out from list, but I kept it at back up plan, in case if every other options will fail.

I wasted almost two and half week for last four gyms, so I hadn't have big hopes before checking the fifth. And my hunch was correct - there also couldn't find Ashley and no one from employees didn't hear about her in any way. I was dissapointed and tired...
But I found something comforting in that gym... someone to be correct. It was another muscular chick! Quite young girl with black hair, probably 23-24 years old, short, but.... she was jacked! Again, she wasn't near body mass of "my" Ashley, but her guns, thighs and back were impressive. Watching her workouts was something comforting, but as I said earlier, only a little. First of all, my crush to Ashley was as huge as before and second... this girl had a boyfriend and he was training with her. Huge guy, very muscular, but not ripped like bodybuilder, although strong as ogre, as I could see weights he was lifting. He was doing almost only benchpress, deadlift and squats. For sure he had to be a powerlifter.
Before I realized that this girl is in relationship, I thought that.... maybe, just maybe, if I will fail in looking for Ashley, I could try to pick up this dark hair girl. But her giant boyfriend discouraged me just by his appearance. Nevertheless, this shows perfectly, how Ashley changed me - I was thinking about picking up girls with muscles! I had never done this before.

So, my plan failed at that moment, I had spent multiple hours in five different fitness clubs, spent also serious amount of money for gym cards and everything in vain. Fuck!
I had a feeling like my favourite tv series was shut down and never aired again. But billion times sadder. I began to resign myself to possibility of not seeing Ashley again. It was heart wrecking. I had invested so much energy in finding her! Empty shell, that's what left of me.

To be viciously realistic - I was naive with whole this plan and searchings. I truly believed that I will find Ashley in one of these gyms, but there was so much of variables which I didn't take or didn't want to take under considiration.
She might live elsewhere. She might had told me fake name. She might had fuck me as a one quickie and never thought about me again. She might have boyfriend. She might be created by my imagination, while I'm really in coma. I MAY NEVER SEE HER AGAIN!
Such perspective was ripping my heart out. I made a break in workouts for few days - first of all, I was depressed and didn't have especial motivation for training. Second, I was really tired physically, nearly drained, after all I was sitting in those gyms and lifting weights for more than month without a break. And third - I had to focus on work, not only because I wanted to occupy my mind, but also had tons of stuff at office and deadlines hanging above my head like an axe. Those few days I has spent walking in total zombie mode, without much thinking about anything.
After that break, I decided to come back to the gym, where I originally had met Ashley. But this time I hadn't high hopes for finding her, I just wanted to continue my workout routine and to be frankly, that gym was simply located closest to my flat. That was main reason for coming back there. Still a fragment of hope was smoldering deep in my mind, but I couldn't allow it to grow, because that obsession costed me too much mental exhaustion in last month and a half. I determined that even if I won't meet Ashley again, I will appreciate what happened between us as a best sexual experience in my life. As a life-changing event. Because it truly changed me. Yeah, someone could say, that I was thinking only with my dick and that sex isn't most important thing, which is of course true, but meeting Ashley showed me what kind of woman I desired deeply in my heart. Not only muscular or physically strong, but also mentally, confident, bold, knowing what they want and not being afraid of reaching for it. And Ashley in my eyes was such kind of woman. Obviously it all could be figments of my obsessed imagination, writed down it doesn't sound so smart like in my thoughts, but that was my mental state at that moment.

Want it or not, I had to come back to normal life, to my daily stuff, to my fucking common sense. It meant back to solid work, back to normal training, back to social life.
Due to my "searches" and long strength workouts, my muscles were really weary and strained, so I wanted to give them a break and do some cardio workouts just for variety. Spinning cycling class was my choice for lighter training, which would allow me to regenerate muscles at least a bit.
Classes were at fridays evening, hour after my work, exactly enough time for me to drive from office to club, change clothes and even some spare time for snack or reading a book.

At Friday I left office a little bit earlier, because I was afraid of traffic, but driving took me even less time than I had estimated. I had few unexpected extra minutes before cycling, so I bought a snack, some protein bar, and was slowly loitering near reception and lounge. There was plenty of people, going in and out, buying gym cards, sitting, talking, doing what people do before or after workout.
If I had been super observant those few weeks ago, now was completely opposite. I was lost in thought, unaware of surrounding me environment. That before spinning cycling, I was thinking - naturally - about Ashley, but not with hopes of seeing her, but rather with sadness and dissapointment, that it won't happen again. Wondered if I have any chance to find girl at least similar to Ashley, muscular and strong. Mindlessly wandering around lounge, I stopped in front of board with news about gym, and started reading some of them, although none of it was interesting for me, I was just trying to kill time.

I was just about to bite a bar.... and all of sudden felt that someone slapped me in the ass! It wasn't painful, but quite hard and definitely loud like cannon shot. Sound of that slap was perfectly hearable in whole gym. I was turning with fury, ready to punch this idiot, but when I saw who spanked me, my brain had critical error and freezed.

IT WAS ASHLEY!!!!

- What's up Danny? Where have you been so long? - in front of me was standing my crush, my mistress, my dream, smiling with mixture of pretended innocence and malevicious sparkles. She was so beautiful!
Ashley was wearing tight pink t-shirt, but writing tight I mean it was covering her voluptuous body like second skin. Sleeves were short, ending in one third of her enormous and veiny biceps. It looked like that she could tear material if she would flex these muscles. Shirt was stretched to maximum on her big tits and there was a writing "dare me". That message combined with her huge muscle mass, was provocative and intimidating as hell. The "r" letter in word "dare" could be read also like "t", which would had even more intrigious meaning. Especially for me - "date me".
She had white trousers, also tight and highlighting her huge thighs. Giant quads were threatening material of ripping it apart, just because of their volume and thickness. Puting these trousers on her unbelievable muscular legs had to be time consuming task! I couldn't see her butt, because she was facing me frontally, but I could bet my life, that her ass looked amazing and sultry in those trousers. Ashley was wearing fancy sandals, exposing her nicely shaped feet with pink painted toenails.
She looked phenomenally! I saw her second time in my life, but I was sure that she is very thorough and smart in choosing clothes. Every part of what she was wearing was perfectly matching nother only her facial beauty and magnificent body, but also her character and attitude. This t-shirt with provocative writing, sexy trousers highlighting incredible curves of her muscles, toenails painted in color of her shirt. Her clothes were casual, but seductive, bold and simply sexy.
- Ashley! Hi! How you doing? - I was almost yelling like someone deaf, my heart nearly jumped out of my chest. "God, I will embarass myself like moron" thought fast like lightning strucked me inwardly. I felt so unprepared to talk with her, she caught me off guard. I was waiting for that opportunity so long, spent hours on thinking, planning, roleplaying this talk in my head and yet she appeared in front of me and I already broke in million pieces. Focus, you dumb moron, focus!
- All good! - she answered and looked at me inquiringly - Wow, hard glutes, Danny, are you lifting some weights? - she winked at me with taunt.

I didn't see Ashley since almost two months and.... she looked bigger than before!  Her cheeks were a little bit fuller, shoulders visible larger and wider. It reminded me, that during our first encounter, she mentioned that her biceps are smaller, because she had been on reduction diet! God damn, so she was so huge then and can be even bigger?

- Uhm.. yeah, I've been working out a little bit - I laughed nervously. Now! Tell her what you wanted now, Daniel! I encouraged myself to say- I was looki....
- I was looking for you, Danny - she interupted me and said exactly that, what I was about to say.
- Really? What you mean? - I asked surprised. Wow, she was looking for me? My excitement level just launched into space!
- Yes, I was trying to find you here, but you apparently dissapeared somewhere. - her face became really serious and it unsettled me a little. - I was out of town for two weeks after we met, but then I found out.... something... and just had to find you again, but you weren't here.
- What's matter? What did you find out? - I had paralyzing thought, that she found out somehow, that I was trying to stalk her out and now she wants to confront me and whoop my ass.
- I don't know how to say it, so I'll say this straight... I am pregnant, Danny, and certainly you are the father.. - she said that looking directly in my eyes and her beautiful eyes were grave. Deadly serious.
- Wha... what? - I stuttered in deep shock - But how?
- How? That's what happen when man is puting his semen into woman, Danny. What grade you had from biology, silly? You shoot inside me, don't you remember?
- Oh fuck! - she was right, she was fucking right, oh stupid fucking me!
- Will you take responsibility of this baby? - she asked me with stern voice.
- Oh my god... Yes, of course, I am sorry, I am just so surprised - I was muttering and holding my head. Everything I was dreaming off just collapsed like a house of cards! I felt like someone hit me in head with blunt object...

Ashley was looking at me with serious expression, but something seemed off. She had expression like someone who is on the verge of sneezing and trying to prevent it. After while she burst in tears, laughing crazy!
- Holy shit, you should see your face! - she was litterally crying from laugh. - I am kidding babe, hahaha, fuck, I almost peed myself from laugh!
- Oh my god! - I was still shocked and little mad at her, but her laugh was contagious, so I started to laugh also. - You got me, girl! Fuck, I was so shocked!
- Hahaha, I am sorry, Danny, just couldn't help myself - she was calming down, but still giggling in tears. - Don't be mad at me, hehehe - she heartily clapped me in shoulder.
- I am not, but it was cruel! You were so serious!
- Yeah, I know, forgive me. - what a manipulative troll she is! But a cute one. She was master of confusing me, although I almost already fell for her... - But I interrupted you, what were you saying? - her sweet voice woke me up from daydreaming.
- Eeer, yes, I wanted to tell you... that actually I was looking for you... for real.
- Oh, really? - she got more interested and step closer. Her tits were virtually pressing against my chest. She was so close, I wanted to kiss her, touch her, yet I was bundle of nerves and had troubles with phrasing even simpliest sentences. Ashley, on the contrary, was behaving very natural and comfortable, almost like she treated absolutely normal situation, in which she speaks with guy second time in life and with the same guy she had sex at the first encounter. How she was doing that? - Why did you want to find me?
- I just wanted to see you again.... - I started to stammer - I was thinking.... about you... uhm... and... I was wondering... if maybe you will agree... eeer... to go out with me somewhere? Maybe on dinner... or even just for walk? - fuck, I had to sound like retarded monkey, but Ashley affected me in a way none other woman ever done. She was listening to my gibberish with trail of amusement on her gorgous face.
- Why? Why you want to hang out with me? - she asked with mysterious smile.
- I wanted to know you better and... - I felt that she is dragging me again into her mind games, but I was determined to play along with her. In worst scenario, she will laugh it out and reject me. But I had to try.
- Admit that you want to get laid again! - sarcastic grin appeared on her kissable lips.
- What? No! I mean... - aaaaaand she tricked me already.
- Oh, so you don't want to fuck me? That dissapointing... - She pretended to be offended.... or she was for real? One thing was certain - she had to have fun from conversations like this, there was no other option. I decided to be completely honest and tell her everything!
- I want! I want all of this, you understand? Sex with you was the best in my life, you have amazing body, you are beautiful and have more sexappeal that any other woman I had ever known. But I want to know you also, your character, your dreams, I want to know what drives woman like you, I want to witness how strong are you. - I have to tell you, that my spontaneous, but passionate speech had to be impressive, cause Ashley was listening carefully and glancing at me with interest in her glacier blue eyes - I want to know what thoughts are hidden behind this beautiful face of yours. It may sounds cliche, but meeting you changed me and my life in many different ways. So, if you agree to date with me, I will be happiest man on a planet. - I was done. <making gesture of dropping the mic>.
- Wow, nice, I see that you really care about it. - she nodded her head with appreciation - Ok then, why not, Danny. So where are you gonna take me? - and the winner is..... She agreed! I was so excited!
- I know one great restaurant, Asian cousine, I think you will like it. - I started to explain enthusiastically, but Ashley extinguished me fast.
- No, I won't like it. All these little shrimps and other sea bugs. It may be tasty, but I am always hungry half of hour after eating Asian food. And I don't like to be hungry, you understand? You will take me on steaks. I love steaks. - last words she whispered with meaningful wide smile - I love puting to mouth a big piece of meat.
- Ok, I will find some steak house then - I answered, quivering because or her sexual alussion. This girl is all about sin!
- You don't know any good steak restaurant? God, do I always have to lead you guys? - Ashley rolled her eyes, but she was smiling, so I took this as a good fortune. - Here is what we gonna do. Give me your number... - she checked her pockets - shit, wait, I left my phone in lockerroom, hehe. I was so excited that I spot you, that I left all stuff. Wait here.

She turned around and run up to female lockerroom. And you know what? I was right - her ass looked superb in this white trousers. Again it strucked me how shapeful and round was her butt. And I knew that it is built only from muscles so hard, that they could cut diamonds.
I followed her with my eyes, admiring again how width of her back is contrasting with her waist. Ashley disappeared behind the doors and I was waiting. I was so happy, that I wanted to dance! I was dreaming about this moment for really long time and visualisation worked!

After maybe two minutes Ashley came back, holding her phone.
- Ok, honey, your number please - I dictated her and she wrote it down. Immediately I got text message from her. - This is adress of really fucking great steak house. You will call there and book the table for us, ok? For tomorrow evening. Then send me exact hour and we'll meet there.
- Tomorrow? - I repeated
- Yeah, tomorrow. What, you have other plans? - sarcastic smile appeared on her face
- Hell no! I would cancel my own wedding to meet you.
- Haha, good boy. So, we are going on the date, Danny. Don't wear anything too fancy, it's rather casual place. See you tomorrow! - she was about to walk away, but stopped for a moment and added - I'm really glad to see you again. - then leaned forward and kissed me in cheek. - Bye!

[marasso]

Hi! Here comes another part of my story, as always suggestions, comments and any feedback will be appreciated. I know that it's not masterpiece, but I definitely have fun writing this, so I will continue


Euphoria flooded my mind, when Ashley agreed to date with me. I was literally levitating few inches above ground from excitement, at least feeling of that was so overwhelming real. I run into this spinning cycling class and nailed it totally. There had sunto system, which was measuring heart pace and mine was off the roof, yet I was  cycling faster than everybody. My stepped-up pulse was caused only by emotions, not by effort. Nevertheless, I felt amazing after workout and drove to home with wide smile. Second after entering my flat, I threw bag with clothes on the floor and took my phone. I had to book a table for us, hopefully this steakhouse would have available place for tomorrow evening. If not, I would beg them. But fortunately they had free tables and I asked for some cosy and discreet one.

Our table was reserved for 8 PM and I wrote a message to Ashley to inform her about it. Of course, I wouldn't be myself, if I won't have a panic attack, titled "what if she won't respond?!", but Ashley answered almost immediately:

"Great, my cute tiger, glad that you booked table for us! There is fountain near restaurant, find it on google, we will meet there at 7:45, ok? See you babe, mmmuaaaa!"

Her message ended with kissing emoji and also little icon of hand flexing bicep. This was fitting to her. I've read her message multiple times, smiling and giggling like teenager. To be honest, I was feeling exactly like 16 years old before his first date with hottest girl in school. And these emotions were really fun, somehow refreshing. Of course Ashley could see date with me completely different, not so enthusiastic, but I didn't think about it. I wondered for a while, why she decided to hang out with me, maybe she was bored or curious, but most important was fact that she agreed and confirmed our date. That all what mattered! I am aware that I have tendencies to too much overthink stuff, especially connected with Ashley, so I decided to just appreciate fact, that not only I had managed to find her, but also that apparently Ashley herself wanted to continue our... "acquaintance".

So the table was booked and only 24 hours left to the date which I desired for so long. Only one day or so much? Waiting was for sure challenging for me, considering that I felt so much energy, even despite of workout. Excitement was fueling me, anticipation was driving me crazy. I was trying to focus on something, to occupy my mind, something to wear this energy off. So I made a lot of push-ups, sit-ups, squats, but then I realized that it would be better to not be tired tomorrow, because.... I don't know, I simply had a feeling that on the meeting with such woman like Ashley, it will be better to be in good physical shape.
I tried to read, watch movie or Youtube videos, but couldn't focus on anything, I was just too agitated, too nervously excited. But I had to kill time somehow and occupy my mind for at least few hours, until I'll go to sleep.
I was mindlessly clicking on my computer, when I noticed that I have still installed Skyrim. Back in the days it was my favorite game, I wasted few months on playing it. It reminded me something and I launched game with sudden impulse.
I started process of creating new character - my choice was human female.... with blond hair and.... huge muscular body. Yeah, I know how it sounds. I wanted to recreate Ashley as a Skyrim hero, but soon found out something funny - the most muscular silhouette, which player could choose for female character, was still too small and slim to picture Ashley's muscle mass. Quick searches in Google allowed me to find couple of mods, which increase level of muscularity and after installing them, I could create quite similar virtual version of Ashley. I've spent so much time on modeling virtual Ashley, that I completely lost track of time.
Suddenly it was 2:30 AM and I didn't even start playing! But my "dragonborn" Ashley was ready, I had to admit that I was really glad how detailed and lifelike was my character. I found some great textures which allowed me to add veins on huge biceps, her hair were also great detailed.
I saved game just after first cut scene and finally went to sleep, hopefully dreams about Ashley.
"Shit, I am so obsessed by her..." - I thought and then fell asleep.

I woke up latein, it was already 11:45 AM. To be correct I was woke up by sound from my phone, to my pleasant surprise, it was message from Ashley!

"Hello Danny, are you ready for tonight or have second thoughts? Hah, I am thinking about our date whole day, really excited to see you.... and get your body in my arms! "

Wow, she seems to be truly thrilled about our meeting.... or she is just trolling me, like she did last time. But I wanted to believe that first version is true. I answered her back that I am excited too and can't wait for evening. She texted back immediately and send me photo.... of her flexed right arm! Her bicep was peaked like mountain.

"Can't wait to hug you! ))) See you in few hours"

View of her body, even only a part like this bicep photo, was such a turn-on for me. I answered her with simple "wow" and put down my phone.

Still had to spend somehow several hours, so I launched Skyrim again and played with half-naked, bare handed Ashley. It was fun to watch blonde amazonian goddess, running across lands and destroying enemies with bare hands. I didn't put any armor on my character, she had only leather "bikini". I was playing for almost five hours, imagining what would real Ashley said, if she'd see that I made her virtual copy in some game. She probably would laugh at me and consider me childish and pathetic. But who knows, maybe she would take this as a compliement? Does it even matter? I don't think so.

I saved game and closed my computer. It was time to prepare myself before date. I took long shower, shaved myself and started to choose clothes. Ashley said to wear something casual, so I decided that blue polo shirt and jeans will be fitting. Weather was still good as for early September, but evenings could be cool, so I took a light pullover with me. Glance to mirror and I laughed inwardly, seeing how nice my shoulders and arms filling sleeves. Haha, such muscular body, every girl would be impressed!  It occured funny to me, that I no longer had problem with fact, that Ashley had so much bigger muscles than me. Those two months ago I had never thought that I would be soliciting so hard for a date with massive female bodybuilder. Life never ceases to surprise us.

I left flat and went to a bus station. Fortunately, didn't have to wait even one minute, bus almost immediately appeared at stop. Excitement and some kind of anxiety were getting best of me. Already was feeling dizzy, my knees were wobbling and what will be when I saw her? None other woman has been affecting me like Ashley. Ever.
Bus arrived at my destination and I disembarked on weak legs. Perspective of seeing Ashley just in couple of minutes was taking my breath away from emotions. I walked nearly for a quarter and found that fountain. Ashley was already there!
I spoted her from distance, she was slowly walking around and writing something on her phone. Seeing her wide back and overall huge silhouette made my heart stopped for a second.

"Get yourself together Daniel, you moron!" - I insulted myself in thoughts and tried to approach her as confident as it was possible. Probably it looked unnatural, but whatever.
- Hi Ashley - I said loudly behind her and she turned towards me. Of course, she didn't seem to be nervous like me or surprised by my approach. Her sparkling blue eyes glanced at me and she send me wide smile.
Ashley looked stunning, like always. For the first time, I saw her with make up, but it was very subtle and delicate. She had toned pink lipstick and underlined eyes. Beauty like her didn't need make up at all, to be honest. The new thing in her apperance was hairstyle - she had curly streaks around her face and rest of hairs were loose.
She was wearing tight black blouse, with quite big cleevage and her giant shoulders and arms were covered by also black bolero jacket.
Her humongous legs were stretching clingy jeans to limits, it was hard to imagine how difficult had to be putting on these trousers on such muscular legs. They were tight covering her thighs, underlining their massiveness and volume. Ashley had black sneakers on feet.
Her whole outfit was casual and would look totally average on some average chick, but Ashley's muscularity was adding something extra to ordinary clothes. View of her huge muscles, bulging under material, was extremely eye-catching, I guess no one passes her by without staring.
Both her arms and thighs seemed to be capable of ripping those clothes apart, just by being flexed!
 
- Oooo, Danny, I was just about to text you and ask where are you - then her lips turned in little mean grin - you're late!
- Oh my god, really? I am sorry... I thought... I mean.... clock in my phone must be wrong - I started to apologise her, but noticed that she is rolling her eyes and chuckling.
- Fuck, Danny, you are so easy to troll. I am just kidding. I came too early, but I couldn't stand waiting at home. C'mon, hug me! - Ashley reached to me and easily pulled me towards her. Her right arm embraced my back and left hand.... grabbed my right glute and squeezed it. I started to get used to her brash attitude in everything she does. She pressed her chest against mine and lay her head on my shoulder. I entwined her tight waist and inhaled smell of her hair. Like before, she didn't wear any perfume, but I could feel some cosmetics.
- If you want to date me, you need to be more bold, Danny - I felt her warm breathe on my ear, as she whispered. - Like then when you licked my ass, haha - she chuckled and peered at me with provocative smile, to check my reaction. She still held me in her strong arms. Memories of me rimming her amazing ass made me blush my cheeks, both from emotions and embarrassment. - Ha! I was shocked by this, you know? It was soooo naughty, so crazy. - Ashley whispered with some kind of delight.
- I have never done something like that before... - I said quietly.
- Yeah, I figured that out, babe - she chuckled again, showing her perfectly white teeth - But I liked it, you know? That was really bold.
- Bold like this? - I felt encouraged by her, so fast leaned forward and kissed her voluptuous lips. I saw surprise in her eyes, but she kissed me back and pressed herself even tighter to my body.

I started to kiss her more and more eagerly, but she stopped me after while, and looked at me with dreamy eyes.
- Whoa, easy, tiger, we have plenty of time for this - she realesed me from her hug - Let's go, I am hungry.

- You changed something with your hair - I said to her, as we started to walk
- Wow, how observant you are. Girls always like when guys notice their new haircut - she answered sarcastically, but I felt that she was genuinly glad, that I noticed - But don't think that only for you. I had photo session today at morning.
- Interesting! What kind of session?
- Sexy one - she chuckled - wait, I will show you one pic, I always demand one "raw" before my photographer will finish all this shit they do with photos.

She stopped walking for a moment and after few seconds showed me screen of her phone. There was a photo of her, sitting on the verge of bed in luxury bedroom, wearing only white fancy lingerie. Ashley was looking at the window, showing her profile with perfectly shaped jawline. She had her hands placed on those gigantic quads. Her arms, although relaxed, were huge, pumped and veiny, like she just finished hardcore workout. Photographer was really skilled, cause he choose perfect lighting - every rift chiseled between big muscles was shadowed, which made Ashley's super muscular body even more spectacular and enormous.
View of that photo made me almost hyperventilating from excitement
- Ok, hide this, I can't watch this any longer! - I said to her
- What?! - she scowled, surprised.
- I don't want to enter restaurant with huge boner in public! - I threw that joke without much thinking, then realized that most woman would take this as rude or boorish. But Ashley for sure wasn't prudish.
- Hahaha, why not? It would be quite a view! - she laughed cheerfully, but then added with theatrically serious face - But I guessed that with your size.... it would be inconvenient for you. - she raised her hand and touched face - Oh my god, I only thought about you cock and my cheeks are burning! That's crazy!
- I am glad that I am not only one here, who can't control these naughty thoughts – I chuckled to her
- Yeah, yeah, Danny, but let's go finally! I am starving!

We started to walk, both in great moods, chuckling and laughing. As we were right in front of steakhouse, Ashley stopped and asked me with odd smile:
- Don't you think that I am crazy? That we both are?
- Even if you are, you're probably the cutest crazy woman I've met. But why you ask?
- I just can't believe that we are going on the date, like normal couple, who just met and…. we already had sex together! - she laughed and shook her head with disbelief
- Yeah, it's rather unusual - when she pointed that out, it indeed seemed crazy - but I think that even better things are ahead of us - I said, as we walked in restaurant.

[QBikk]

Great! It gets more interesting. Indeed a bit crazy. But funny to read. Thanks for sharing

[monstarmaster]

Great chapter! What about Ashley "riding" Danny while having a workout for her biceps at the same time. She could "kill" the weights and dominate his cock while talking about her power and superiority.... just an idea! Keep up this fantastic story!

[Dona Fell Friz]

Superb

[marasso]

Hi guys, your comments and positive feedback motivated me to writing and I finished another part, quite fast as for me This is almost entire dialogue between Daniel and Ashley, which allowed you to know better character of our muscular beauty. As always, I encourage You al to comment and hope you gonna like it, enjoy!

Great! It gets more interesting. Indeed a bit crazy. But funny to read. Thanks for sharing

Thanks so much for your feedback, it's really motivating for further writing

Great chapter! What about Ashley "riding" Danny while having a workout for her biceps at the same time. She could "kill" the weights and dominate his cock while talking about her power and superiority.... just an idea! Keep up this fantastic story!

Thank You monstarmaster for opinion and suggestion, there will be more displays of Ashley's strength and domination, but I want to keep it as realistic as possible. Your idea is of course great and I'll take it for consideration

Superb

Thanks for your opinion, really appreciate that!
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The restaurant inside was decorated in the style of a ranch, although it wasn't corny or exaggerated, rather cosy and elegant.
Restaurant expeditor showed us our table - I was really glad that it was located in corner of the dining room and more of that, hidden behind the bulkhead. Firstly and obviously - I wanted to be with Ashley alone, one on one, so we could find intimate athmosphere. Second reason... hmm... I guess I wasn't ready at that moment to be seen publicly with woman much more muscular than me. Yeah, my male pride was still trying to be in charge, even though, on conscious level, I hadn't problem to admit in front of myself, that Ashley is better built and physically superior than me. But in front of people? It was something different.
Was I afraid that she could humilitate me publicly? I think so. As far as I noticed, she loves challenges in which she could show her strength. And even if I liked it back then in the gym, because it was epic and exciting foreplay, only between two of us, I wouldn't be so happy if she would do something degrading me publicly. Would she do that? I hadn't a clue, but she was capable of that, for sure. Ashley was most unpredictable woman I've ever met. And that was both thrilling and.... unsettling.
We were heading to our table and Ashley was walking first, allowing me to admire her perfect glutes, which she swayed in very alluring way with every step. Her jeans were stretched clingy on her butt, highlighting it's amazing shape. It was very tempting to slap these sexy buttocks, but it could be too blatant and she could slap me as well, but in my face. Ashley told me to be bold, but god knows where were limits in her definition of being bold towards her.
We were few feets from table and I've get an idea, so I speeded up and drew away one chair

- Allow me - I made inviting gesture and bow to Ashley, predicting that she will laugh at me. And I was right, she didn't miss opportunity to comment this sarcastically, but laughed heartfully, so I took this as a good fortune.
- Wow, true gentleman - she mocked me, but let me continue my "display" of perfect manners. I literally grunted with effort during attempt of shoving chair with Ashley. She was so heavy! - Ok, my lord, enough of that savoir vivre! - she laughed again, but I think that we both treated whole thing as a joke and just had fun.

I sat down at other side of table and looked at Ashley with pure awe. She was overwhelmingly beautiful, her face was perfect in every aspect. If she would be normal girl, her face would be enough to melt most guys, leave them speechless and drain their confidence. But Ashley, besides her extraordinary facial beauty, had also body, which could destroy ego of every macho man and turn them into intimidated and stray boys. Combination of her gorgous face and huge, hard muscles was blowing me away constantly.
- Don't you know that's staring is rude? - she asked with light smile - But I don't mind it, Danny. I am not a regular girl, who requires perfect manners from guys, you know?

I was about too answer her, but waiter approached our table. It was young latin boy, almost kid, he for sure wasn't older than 19, maybe even younger. He didn't seem to be surprised or shocked by Ashley's muscle mass, but when she spoke to him, I figured out that she must be regular customer.

- Hi Pablo! - Ashley said to him with friendly smile
- Good evening m'am. - he answered in very profesional way and respectfully nodded towards me - Mister. - he was holding two menus, but Ashley apparently knew exactly what she wants.
- I would like the same like usual, Pablo.
- Of course, m'am. And for you, mister? - he passed me card, but Ashley stopped him.
- He will take the same like me, definetely has to try your T-bones. - Pablo looked at me enquiringly, but I nodded to him. It seemed to be decided without me, but I didn't have problem with it. I am definitely not a steak expert, but as far as I knew, T-bones were one of the most expensive kinds, because of their size. Of course, I didn't say a word about money issue, because date with Ashley was priceless for me.
- Of course, as you like, m'am. Would you like anything to drink? - he asked us, but again Ashley decided.
- Yes, we want some good red wine. I don't have a clue which one be best, so we'll rely on your recommendation, Pablo.

Pablo noted our... or should I say, Ashley's order and left our table. Ashley looked at me and smiled with confidence.

-Trust me, Danny, you will love those steaks. - Ashley stated with undeniable confidence, and after Pablo walked away, she added. - Pablo is a great kid, very  hard-working. And you know why I like him? Because when he saw me first time, he never had this annoying look in the eyes. "Omg, she is freak!" - you know, what I mean? He kept it cool, professional, despite his age.

When Ashley was talking about Pablo, I felt a little sting of jealousy, maybe irrational, but I envied this young boy, that he impressed my muscular goddess so much.
- I had this look for sure, at that day in the gym, don't know if it was annoying for you, but definitely I was shocked - I said that, because I wanted to bring topic of our first meeting. I was hoping that Ashley, at least partially, will tell me.... why she did what she did. Her "hit me in the belly" challenge couldn't let me rest for long time..
- Yeah, Danny, you were - she sent me hard to read smile. - But I don't blame you, I'm aware how people react when they first see me and you were no different. It sometimes annoys me, sometimes amuses and sometimes I totally don't give a fuck about their reactions. But, yeah, you were shocked totally, but didn't lost your cockiness - she looked at me tellingly.
- Yeah, I regret the way I reacted. It was... hmm... silly and as you said - cocky. And also insecure... But I had got humbled very fast by you, so...
- You behaved like a dick, you know? - Ashley laughed, but it wasn't very cheerful - Babe, I know that I was mean bitch and I provoked you from beginning, but what you told me, made me mad and I wanted to teach you a lesson. But what happened next... let's say, that was your redemption - she laughed again and this time it was less tense.
- Yeah, I prefer to remember what happened next, by far, but may I ask you... why you approached me that day? It really boggled me in past month...
- Haha, so now I need to explain you, how crazy person I am. I like to challenge guys in the gym. Especially if they are handsome and well-trained like you - she made a pause, to check my surprise - Yeah, you heard me correct, I guess it's my wild picking up technique - she grined and shrugged her bowling ball size shoulders - I noticed you that day and I must admit, that I liked to observe your workout. You were so focused and commited, that was quite impressive. So I decided to poke you a little bit, provoke you and see how you'll react.
- Have you planned what happened after your challenge? - I winked to her, trying to clear atmosphere a little, because there was a weird tension between us, at least for me.
- No, silly, I haven't -she shook her head with warm smile - I'm not that crazy to plan "oh, today I'm gonna go to the gym, but instead of doing my workout, I will hunt for some handsome guy, then will challenge him, beat him and fuck him in some yoga class room". What happened between us was purely spontaneus and believe me or not, but I have never had sex with stranger guy whom I had challenged. It was something new also for me.

She stopped talking for a while, cause Pablo came and brought bottle of wine. He poured two glasses and walked away.

- How other guys react when you challenged them? - I changed topic a bit, because she intrigued me.
- Most of them want to run away immediately after they realize that they'll lose, but some, these with bigger ego, are willing to fight to the end - Ashley was talking about that very casually, like she was describing something completely normal. She raised glass and took sip of wine and I could observe how her enormous bicep stretched out sleeve of bolero.- I remember one guy, who was extremely ambitious and cocky. I saw him benchpressing quite heavy weights, but he had terrible technique. And to be honest, at first I didn't want to challenge him at all, but just to correct and give him few tips. He definitely had potential to press more, if he'd improve few details. But he was too proud to take advices from a woman - she chuckled - so we made a little benchpress contest, which ended... rather bad for him - she finished last sentence with wide, meaningful grin.
- How he took a defeat? - I asked with curiousity.
- In the worst possible way, haha. I had never saw someone so humilitated and crushed. But he was an asshole for me to the very end. Even when he begged me to help him, when last weight just flattened him. He had tears in eyes, but couldn't admit that woman had beat him. Last words he told me was that I am disgusting steroid bitch - again she made tellingly expression
- Did I take my defeat better? - I asked with innocent smile
- Yeah, sure - she laughed - you were so cute in your disbelief, when you realized how strong I am. But after our challenge, you behaved.... very appropiate towards me - it was obvious that she was mentioning what happened in yoga class room, her beautiful face had delight expression - And probably that's the reason we are here now, honey.
- You are unbelievable woman - I said with admiration - But tell me, what happens if you lose challenge?
- Nah, babe, I don't lose - she told that with such irrefutable confidence, that I had no other option, but to believe her - But don't think that I'm preying on some skinny wimps or fat losers, who barely can do a single push-up. There is no fun in defeating guys, who have not even the slightest chance with me. - Ashley was the most confident person I've ever met. She was literally emanating of certainty of her physical strength, mental power and... attractiveness. Yeah, despite that big female muscles were perceived in society as manly, unattractive or even disgusting, Ashley had undeniable conviction about her beauty and sexappeal. And I truly believed that most man eventually would fell for her body. I definitely did.
- Wow, so you want to tell me, that you never met guys stronger than you?
- Damn it, Danny, don't be silly, of course I've met and there is plenty of man, who are stronger than me - she rolled her eyes and looked at me indulgently - Listen, babe, I am not some kind of crazy feminist, who claim that women are equal with men in everything. I know that I'm really fucking strong, stronger than many trained guys and than all untrained, lazy wimps. But there still will be huge amount of men and few women, whom strength I won't match. - the more I talk with Ashley, the more honest, truthful and grounded she looked.
- I hardly can imagine a woman stronger than you, Ashley. - I said that not as a flattery, it really seemed to me impossible.
- Oh, how sweet that you think so, Danny - she mocked me cheerfully - There are chicks who are stronger or bigger than me, but... none is so sexy like me - she laughed.
- I don't doubt it.
- Ok, babe, now you know why I choose you in that gym, so tell me truth - you think that I am crazy, bossy and slutty, don't you? After our first meeting, I bet you had to think something like that. - she was smiling a bit mischievious, but clearly waiting for honest answer.
- To be completely frankly, I had few thoughts like this, among unending stream of others. You really messed with my head up then, Ashley, I mean mentally. - I chuckled saying this, although back then it wasn't funny for me. She was listening me carefully and her icy blue eyes were looking directly in mine. - But if it would be my final... hm.. assesment of your persona, I wouldn't be here and I would not try to find you. I don't see you like this - I took deep breathe and said something spontaneusly - You are jaw-droppingly beautiful and most intriguing woman I've ever met and even I could ever imagine. I think you are much more complex and even more interesting, than you showed me thus far. And I hope that I'll have opportunity to discover... more of you - despite it wasn't easy to maintain eye contact with such incredibly gorgous and confident woman and not shy away, I spoke every word, looking deeply in her eyes. And I think that she was touched by what I said, but didn't want to show me that.
- I appreciate your honesty, Daniel - she called me Daniel probably for the first time, so it had to mean that she was serious - and it's really nice to hear, but... please, don't idealize me too much, because you may dissapoint yourself greatly - she sent me weird, mirthless smile - But what I can guarantee you, that you will have more occasions to know me better... if you won't run away after today - this time her laugh was cheerful.

I was about to say more compliments to Ashley, but Pablo again interrupted us, by finally bringing our awaited steaks. And maybe better that I didn't have chance to flatter her more, because it wouldn't be wise to show myself as someone already so involved.
Nevertheless, steaks were huge and smelled wonderfully, so we both almost jumped on them. Next to juicy meat were serious portion of roasted potatoes and fresh salad.
Ashley was smiling so broadly, like kid who found dreamed gift under Christmas tree.
- About the time! Fuck, Danny, I was really starving - she laughed to me
- Me too.
- Drinking wine on empty stomache wasn't the smartest idea. I am already feeling drunk! I have very low tolerance for alcohol, how about you?
- I've never complained, although I drink rather rarely
- Oh no Danny, so you'll out-drink me! - Ashley giggled and really seemed to be a little gassed already.
- Don't worry, after such meal you'll feel better - I told her between bites of steaks.

She was right - meat was absolutely terrific! Crispy on the outside, moist and soft inside, perfectly seasoned. I was eating like madman. Ashley too was putting huge pieces of steaks into her cute mouth and drinking wine. It was really funny to watch Ashley's appetite, nice alternation fron other girls I've dated, whom were constantly on some diets and couldn't eat anything like this.
She noticed that I am observing her:
- I forgot to warn you, that I eat like animal - she was laughing between another bites and swallowing. - But huge body generate huge hunger, babe!
- Haha, I really don't mind. It's refreshing to see your appetite!

Although I was super hungry, steak was so big, that after finishing 3/4 of it, I began to feel full. Still had a lot of potatoes. But Ashley was still eating like someone who hadn't eat for a week!

- Damn it, because whole this eating and wine, I feel too warm. - she put down her cutlery and started to take off her bolero. It was quite amusing... and arousing to watch how she was struggling with super tight sleeves, I offered my help, although I had hidden sneaky agenda - I just wanted to touch her enormous arms!
- Here, let me help you - I grabbed end of sleeve and helped her to slide out her arms. My palm landed on her deltoid muscle, huge and hard like cannon ball, covered by warm and smooth skin.
- Thank you, Danny. Usually it isn't so difficult, but I'm a little sweaty- she smiled to me very alluringly, seeing that I am stroking her shoulder - Yeah, touch them, babe, mhm...
- You should just tear apart these sleeve by flexing your biceps - I winked to her and sat down.
- Haha, you have naughty imagination Danny! But I like this idea, it would be quite a interesting show, right?
- Yeah, that would be awesome - I answered and just observed how she came back to eat, watched these amazing forearms muscles moving and shifting under skin, like some kind of living creatures.

- So Danny, tell me something about yourself, what do you do for a living? - her sudden change of topic awake me from admiring her biceps.
- I'm programmer - I had suspected, that Ashley may laugh at me and find it boring or nerdy, but she reacted in completely different way. Apparently her sarcastic attitude didn't apply to everything.
- Oh, that's great job! Very stable. Programmers will always be needed - she surprised me even further, by asking - How many languages do you know?
- Four and currently learning another.
- Smart! Good that you're trying to improve you skills. There is good money in it, isn't it?
- I don't complain, although a attractive bodybuilder model probably earns more - I joked to her, but she didn't see it that way.
- Oh, c'mon, Danny. Maybe for now I can make real good money, I don't deny that, but how long I can be a model? 10 years? 15? When I will be wrinkled and sagged, no one will hire me as a model. - she laughed, but also had a point - Of course I will be muscular till death, at least I am planning to be, but what if I'll injure myself and won't be able to train anymore?
- But you have more options, don't you?
- Sure, modelling it's not my only source, I am also nutritionist and personal coach, very qualified to be honest, not fake modest. But reality is brutal in this business - if you want to have clients and sponsors, you have to be attractive. There is a cult of attractiveness, simple like that. And even if you are most beautiful or handsome and sculpted like Greek figure, you won't be like this forever. So most people will make average or even pathetic money, then quit this shit, because it won't be worth effort. Other, rare examples, will try to invest in something, so they will have funds for elderly years, when they will be ugly. And that what I'm trying to do, more or less effectively. But, babe, let's say this straight - I'm 31 now. Will I be marketable for sponsors after next 10 years? Maybe. But after next 20 years. Very unlikely! - she finished her statement and put last piece of steak into mouth.
- Wait, you're 31? Wow, I wouldn't say! - it could have sounded like cheap compliement, but seriously Ashley looked at least 3 or 4 years younger.
- What, honey? Do I look younger? - she laughed in adorable way.
- Absolutely! I would give you max 27 years.
- Surprise! I'm old bitch, obviously older than you, as I can assume, based on your reaction - she said with sly grin.
- I am 25 years old.
- Oh, how sweet…. kiddo - Ashley winked to me, but didn't look concerned about age difference between us. It was little bit surprising for me, but gap wasn't very big, so...
Nevertheless, Ashley was not only super beautiful, sexy, strong and overall amazing, but also very smart and mature in many aspects. She was also funny, charming, a little bit crazy, easy-going, very opened and honest, extremely alluring, unbelievable confident and... list of her magnetic features could go on and on. I was totally aware that I was hopelessly falling for her already!
The only chance for my sanity, was possibility that Ashley may be interested in me in the same way, at least a bit. I could only hope, that our relationship, obviously if there will be any, won't be somekind of game for her, in which she'd play with my emotions...
- You don't look like a typical programmer - Ashley went back to earlier topic and teased me with broad, provocative smile, but I played along with her.
- Oh, sorry, I forgot to take my minus 15 glasses and Turkish sweater. But if you like, we can talk about Star Trek or World of Warcraft whole day - I knew exactly what Ashley meant and of course she had a point. Majority of programmers I know, looked like "hackers" pictured in old movies from 1980s. Losers with glasses, wrinkly and baggy sweaters and spare tire of fat on their bellies.
- Haha, yeah, you definetely not classical nerd. But these stereotypes aren't without a reason, right? I bet that most of your friends from work, look chubby, unhealthy, nerdy and totally boring. - she made a pause and continued with a bit lowered voice and much sultry vibes -  You, on the contrary, are handsome, funny, athletic and... well-endowed - she accented last two words with mysterious and seducing smile, while looking directly in my eyes. At that moment, her gaze would be able to make every man on a planet trembling. Her eyes were full of lust. Back then I became sure, that Ashley was into me, she desired me and that was very flattering for my male ego. It was overwhelmingly powering feeling, knowing that such muscular amazon, independent and confident woman, who could have probably every guy she wanted, desired exactly me and couldn't focus around me.
- Speaking about meat... - I didn't want to let Ashley dominate every conversation like this, so decided to change topic and tease her a little bit in return - do you want finish mine? - I pointed few pieces of steaks, which I couldn't eat, cause I was totally full.
- Haha, you're tricky! Yeah, distract me from these topics, I'm getting too steamy by just thinking about it. Maybe too much alcohol - Ashley laughed honestly and took another sip of wine. - But sure, I can eat your steak, if you won't. I have really big appetite.
- Yeah, I've noticed already.
- Are you suggesting that I am a glutton? - she faked stern voice, but eagerly took my plate and started to eat.
- Eat as much as you want, if that help you to build these amazing muscles. And to be serious, seeing you eating without any worries, is pleasent change from other girls I've been dating. They were like "oh my god, steak? It's too big, too greasy! I will take a small salad only", and then they were sitting still hungry and more moody and bitchy... - Ashley burst in tears from laugh, seeing me impersonating those girls.
- Yes, honey, I'm not like them. I'm far from being regular girl.
- And that's what attract me to you so much!
- Be careful, Danny, don't fall in love too quickly. I'm not the easiest to love girl you can imagine - Ashley smiled, but I had a hunch that she was serious. That was another time when she mentioned something like this and I was wondering why. Did she really consider herself as a "bad" person?
- Already too late Ashley - I joked, at least pretended to joke in front of her, and changed topic - Ok, we talked about my job and stereotypical... or not nerds, so I have question about your... world, let's call that this way. How one day of super hot female bodybuilder looks like? What you do, where you go, et cetera? You probably meet plenty of interesting people all the time? Lot of travels? - I asked those few questions with genuine curiosity, because to be honest, I had no idea, how life of professional bodybuilder looks, I knew only that what I had seen on Insta**** pages and Youtube channels of other muscular girls.
- My normal day is pretty boring for most people, Danny - Ashley finished my steak and took glass in hand. Her giant bicep moved smoothly under skin, as she raised her hand and took a sip - I sleep long, then go to the gym, spent few hours there and come back home. Often after workout I go to sauna, sometimes to cryo chamber, to help regenerate my body. Once a day I take some selfie or short video of me flexing, to put it on Insta**** and give my fans something to jerk off. - she laughed loudly.
- You have to show me your Insta****, I was looking for it, but couldn't find. - remember when I was looking for Ashley? I had run across Internet in every possible direction, at least that I had been thinking at that time.
- Oh, you were looking for me in the net? Interesting... - she raised her perfect eye-brows and sent me sly smile - Yeah, sure, babe, I'll show you later. But back to the topic - you asked if I travel much and answer is... not too much. Few times during year isn't very often, right? Mostly of time I am here and if there is some bodybuilding contest in which I want to participate, then I go. Nothing complicated.
- You mentioned fans..
- Yeah, fans... - Ashley made hard to read expression - Fans are usually very kind and supporting, I rarely meet someone in person, but they only ask for photo and say something nice. In the net is different - of course, majority of comments are really flattering and neat, but... there is a large group of weirdos and kinky freaks. If you would see what they writing to me sometimes in private messages… I mean, if any guy would say such things in my face, I would fucking smash him. - her stern voice and fierce look made me believe that one hundred percent.
- What they write?
- Hah, a lot of weird things. You can group them - there are machos wannabes, who are claiming they would fuck me in every possible way to the point, that I wouldn't be able to walk - Ashley laughed - these are hilarious and few times I chatted with them, just for fun. But then you have second group of guys, who are... into submission. Sometimes they're amusing too, but more in pathetic way. They not only want to be dominated by me, for example in wrestling, they want to be my slaves - she rolled her eyes with expression of disregard - and I get it, you know, at least partially. There are man who like to be physically dominated by woman and I don't see much wrong in it. I like to dominate during intimate situation - she sent me meaningful smile - but part of them want to be degraded and abused in every aspect od life. They literally want to be my slaves, do my every wish, allow me to insult and even beat them and that's way too weird for me.
- Do you block them?
- Oh, these are harmless in most cases, I block them only if they are getting too boring or annoying. But there is another group of people, guys who are disgusting and scary freaks. You have no idea, how wicked and messed up are minds of some people...
They have audacity to ask for most sick and perverted things, to cut them with knife, to shit and pee on them, even to fuck them with giant strapons with spikes. Really fucked up, kinky, depraved fetishes.. - Ashley almost flinched talking about it - One guy describe me his "fantasy", which included me dressed up like some barbarian warrior and... fuck, it's so cringe to even talk about it... he was daydreaming about me breaking his all bones and twist his joints with my bare hands... and finally crush his skull between my thighs.
- Holy fuck! - I was truly shocked
- Yeah, sick, right? I know that's totally unrealistic scenario, especially with crushing skull, but who the fuck fantasizing about something like this? Some complete nutjobs..
So, add stalkers and other weirdos to people like this and then you have whole picture of "interesting people" I meet. - she shrugged.
- I had no idea about it. - I shook my head with disbelief.
- I know Danny. But weird fans are only one side of the coin. This whole business is heavily fucked up. Bodybuilding and fitness industry is like shit wrapped in beautiful and fancy package. This external layer is beautiful and eye-catching, you see all these perfectly sculpted bodies of perfect people living perfect lifes. They constantly happy, smiling, motivated. They write this coaching mambo-jumbo, clichéd philosophy, so cringe, so retarded, that even Paolo Coelho would be embarassed.
And underneath that you have other layer, the invisible truth. Bodies sculpted by surgeons, not by workout or diet. Lips full of botox, ass implants, chest implants, of course fake boobs... - she made a pause and looked at me with smile - Yeah, I know what you think, you got me here. I paid for these tits - she pointed at her cleavage - but... it may sound funny, but when I was teen, I had really huge natural tits - Ashley laughed honestly - and I didn't want to lose them, when I became muscular and ripped.
- I was aware of that at first time, but they look amazing, natural and very sexy.
- Hah, thank you, babe. I know you liked them - she sent me a kiss in air - But what I meant, that I'm also part of that world, I know how it works, I know what I have to do, to earn money, but I'm trying to be as honest and transparent as it's possible. I had never deny that I have fake tits, unlike other girls. Can you imagine, that there are chicks who claimed that they get bigger tits due to special workout? - she shook her head and laughed. - And also I never lied to people that I am natural.
- What you mean by this? - I asked and Ashley smiled leniently
- I'm talking about steroids. - I had to somehow show my surprise, because Ashley shook her head with soft smile. - Oh, Danny, Danny, you're so naive... but it's cute and innocent. You had really think that any woman is able to naturally built muscle mass like mine?
- No, I mean... I don't know...Listen, I've never met woman so muscular like you in real life and these female bodybuilders I had seen in tv or net, who were big like you, generally had visible side effects of steroid. Not all of them, but majority. And obviously I'm not an expert in that topic, but deep manly voices or huge square jaws are common sides, right?
- Yes, they are. - Ashley remained calm and confident, despite of talking about issue in which many other bodybuilder woman would feel uncomfortable
- And you are different than them, you... you look super feminine, your voice is smoking hot and sexy. Your face... is simply perfect!
- You're too sweet, Danny. - Ashley smiled warmly - Of course that steroids in huge doses or taken in irresponsible way, may cause nasty side effects and completely destroy organism. But if you doing this properly and clever, and I do, you can avoid most, not all, but most severe sides. If someone, especially female, is juicing without common sense, they will tranform themself in some kind of strange creatures with messed up hormonal systems.
Also the individual... hmm... immunity for sides is a factor. Someone can do one cycle and even if he is cautios, he may suffer from side effects. Other person will inject even more substances and won't have sides or they will be mild. It's like with medicine or drugs. One person will feel bad after some pills, other can eat them like candies. One person will smoke one joint and start to believe that dragons are real, other can smoke pot every day and function normally.
- I get it. So you have good genetics for this, right?
- Exactly, sweetheart. To be honest, I have great genetics for building muscles and don't need too much gear to grow. A lot of chicks take more steroids than me and have worse effects. Even when I was natural, I was still bigger than girls on roids. So, yeah, I am lucky, to have such good genes, hah.
But still I had some side effects, it's inevitable. My voice changed, get little bit deeper, but - funny thing - it was beneficial for me, because I was squeaking like a goat before. Other temporary sides are easy to deal with, so I won't bore you talking about them.
- If you wouldn't tell me, I'd never say that you had any side effects. Hell, I would even believe you that you built these muscles naturally. And not just because I am gullible, like you called me.
- So why then? - my statement dragged Ashley's curiosity.
- Because you would say so, Ashley. Your confident attitude would made me believed that. I've never met someone who is emanating such convincing energy around, like you. Considering that, I really appreciate your honesty in that topic... and in others. Again it's refreshing change from other girls I've been dating or even from most people I know. Nowadays everyone is so fake. People are scared to say what they truly think, they rather say what others want to hear. They care too much about feelings, than facts.
- You're interesting person, Daniel - Ashley looked at me combination of satisfaction and respect. And she called me Daniel second time, so she meant business. - I was curious, how you'll react. You don't seem to be shocked or outraged. 
- I'm not stupid, Ashley. Even that I'm not from bodybuilding world, I consider myself as an athlete, of course on amateur level. And I am aware, that PEDs are used by regular guys, who work out just for themself, so nothing strange that professional bodybuilder is using them also. At the end of the day, if other women are juiced, why you should have a disadvantage?
- That's true, babe. But I'm impressed by you, you know? By your reaction. I'm certain, that most guys would think "oh, that bitch takes steroids, without them she wouldn't be stronger than me". - she was glancing at me, while playing with glass, making wine whirls inside. - Or they would think "if I was taking steroids, I would beat her easily in everything". Or they would jump to judge me in every possible negative way.
- Who am I to judge you. I won't do it for sure, even inwardly I don't feel entitled. Second, I bet all these guys you mentioned had to felt so insecure and inferior near you, that they looked for every possible excuse, which can ease for them that feeling. Steroids are most convinient explanation for them. They would very eagerly jump to conclusion, that  your amazing strength and these enormous, hard muscles, were built only because of steroids. In their minds, they would strip you from your effort, hard work, discipline, years of training, diet regime, experience, knowledge, et cetera. Just because fact that woman is stronger than them, just because that this fact will sting and hurt their egos. - I was continuing my impassioned speech and Ashley was looking directly in my eyes, with delicate and warm smile. She was listening very carefully. - And no, I don't think that with taking steroids, I could be stronger than you or even match your strength. First of all, I don't know shit about dosages, injections, etc. Second, I wouldn't be able to erase the experience gap between us. You're 31 now, although you don't look at that age - I winked to her and her smile became wider for a moment - you started as as teen, so you have... like what, 15, 16 years of lifting weights? That's just impossible for me to overcome.
- Yeah, something like that, 16 years for sure.
- And to be completely honest with you, Ashley, I had similar thoughts like these guys. During your challenge and the same day after. I was fucking hard to accept that you're so much stronger. Of course, you made that easier for me, by fucking me to uncoscious - hearing that Ashley laughed cheerfully - but it still was hard. And yeah, I could find infinity amount of excuses, but thinking about them finally disgusted me. I realized that attempting to deny that fact was only deluding myself. And when I decided to not let this feeling of insecurity take charge of me, I felt simply relieved. Yeah, awarness that you are so freaking, inhumanly strong was completely new and unknown territory for me, but also very intriguing and exciting. And I wanted to discover more of your strength.... and more of you.
- You are really clever and insightful guy. I'm glad that we went on that date - Ashley was clearly impressed by what I said. In her eyes, I could see a respect for me, other undefined, but warm feelings and... lust. Yeah, she wanted me, I was sure of that!
- One more thing about me potentially taking steroids. Knowing my luck, after first dose I would get nastiest gynecomastia in history, with tits hanging to my knees! - I joked and Ashley exploded with laugh, she had problems with catching her breath for a moment.
- Hahaha, oh my god, Danny, you made me cry on our first date - she wagged her finger at me and smiled humorously.

We talked and talked, discovering that we have a lot in common, not only prosaic things like food or music, but also world-views and values. There was no akward silence for even a second! It was something so thrilling, I felt these famous butterflies in the stomach for the first time in my life. I had two relationships in my life, which could be called serious or at least they last longer than two weeks. I thought back then, that I know how a man feels when he falls in love with girl. I knew nothing like Jon Snow. My exes or any ther girls never attracted me in even one percent like Ashley. It was like comparing kayaking to a luxury yacht trip. Ashley completely blew me away!

We finished whole bottle of wine and I felt a little dizzy, but still rather on the sober side. Ashley looked a little more drunk. I suggested taking another bottle, but she declined
- Danny, I can't drink more, unless you want to carry my limp body to home - she giggled
- I wouldn't mind, if that means that I could touch that body as much as I want - I was also chuckling
- Babe, firstly I am heavy as fuck, you won't last long - she sticked out her tongue at me and added with smile - And you don't need to get me drunk, to make me easier. I had enough, told you that I am not much of a drinker. Now I need a fresh air and a walk. With you of course.
- Ok, I'm gonna pay and we can go..
- Oh, no, no, Danny, I'm paying.
- But I invited you, so.. - I tried to protest, but she silenced me resolutely
- Don't make unnecessary fuss about it. You made first move by inviting me, I will make second by paying for a dinner, then we go somewhere and maybe make third move together. - her meaningful smile didn't leave me any chance, I had to agree.
- Ok, so be it. But let me at least leave a tip for Pablo.
- Sure, be generous, this kid deserves this.

I left probably the biggest tip ever in my life and we stood up, heading towards exit. Ashley was walking next to me and after while, she spontaneously grabbed my hand and continued to walk like nothing happened. I had a feeling, that everyone in restaurant is staring at us, but it didn't matter anymore. Stare as  much as you want, stare and know how magnificent and strong woman I took on date. The only relevant things were touch of her warm hand, smell of her hair and fact, that night was still young. Young, intriguing and promising.

[QBikk]

Great to read once again from you. this story is getting interesting. You started on a rush and you are now building around it. Great; Keep up the good work!

[JogiBear]

very good story, please more

[Lupus753]

Is this story finished, or is there more to come?

[marasso]

Great to read once again from you. this story is getting interesting. You started on a rush and you are now building around it. Great; Keep up the good work!

Thanks much for your response! Yes, I've rushed with story on the beginning, because I didn't except that I will write more episodes, after Daniel and Ashley had sex in that yoga class room But I have to admit, that I kind of liked characters I had created and simply got involved in writing Thanks for your following

very good story, please more

Thanks for your opinion, appreciate that!

Is this story finished, or is there more to come?

No, it's not finished, I am currently writing another part

[marasso]

Hi guys! Another part of story is incoming, I'm not sure, but it's probably the longest. But it may be interesting, there is more about Ashley's personality, Daniel's also, another sexy scene and another display of Ashley's incredible strength. Enjoy your reading, looking forward for any feedback.

We walked outside and it was already completely dark. It seemed that I lost track of time how much we spent in restaurant. But it wasn't important at all, I wanted to be with Ashley as long as possible. The night was warm, although that feeling could be caused by alcohol. Ashley was still holding my hand with strong grip, but for her it could be normal or even delicate. Her palm had a little abrusived skin inside, that's cost of lifting heavy weights.
After while Ashley let go my hand, and at first I was disappointed, but that feeling last very short, because soon after she entwined my waist and leaned on me. It encouraged me to embraced her shoulders and lay my palm on her gigantic right deltoid muscle, which was like granite ball covered by silk. My fingers were touching delicate skin which hided unyielding and powerful muscle.
- Fuck, I feel so drunk, Danny! - Ashley was giggling and wobbling. Probably that was the reason that she hugged me and we were walking together. - Please, let's find some bench, ok? - she asked and then exhaled warm whisper in my face - Some discreet bench, hihihi.
- Sure, I will help you get there - we both laughed, as we walked through dark and desolated park. I was feeling like I had sixteen years again. First taste of alcohol, first dates, first touch of female body. Even that I was little bit drunk also, I had never been so embedded in present like then. And probably never before I had felt so overwhelming love of life or appreciate one moment so preciously.

We walked for short while and found bench, didn't know if it was a descreet one, but we both didn't care. Probably it wasn't, because there was a huge street lamp above it. But the park seemed completely empty, there was no living soul around, except us. We sat down... or should I say that I sat down and Ashley lay down, put her feet up on bench and leaned with her back heavily on me.
- You don't mind, don't you? - she asked with wide grin, puting her head in my elbow crease. Her broad back and shoulders were pressing on my chest and legs.
- Of course not, it's a pleasure to hold in arms woman like you - I was still amazed at how freely Ashley was behaving in any interaction with me. It looked like we were a couple for a long time, she didn't have any inhibitions in engaging close and intimate physical contact with me. Of course, at our first encounter we had crazy and wild sex, so maybe that explained her attitude, but it was still new and overwhelming, at least for me.
- Mhm, it's nice to be held in strong man's arms - again a sarcastic notes appeared in her voice, but she was glancing at me with humour and frivolous smile. She was laying half on my thighs, half on bench, with her head leaned on my left arm. It didn't seemed to be very comfortable position, but she looked relaxed.
- My arms compared to yours, are like overcooked spaghetti next to iron bars - my joke made her laugh, but then she stated rather seriously.
- Oh, c'mon, Danny, I know you're joking, but seriously, you don't need to belittle yourself in front of me. Obviously you are weaker than me in lifting weights, but you're pretty strong guy and know how to fight, right? You can hit and kick hard. - Was she trying to flatter me or she just stated what she consider to be the truth? Or she wanted to troll me again? I couldn't figure that out. But I decided to be opened and truthful, like she was during whole evening. Beside her teasing and pranking, Ashley undoublty was the most honest and direct person I've ever met.
-I guess, I do know how to fight and I thought that I can hit really hard... - I made a pause and placed my hand on Ashley's stomach -... until I hit this unpenetrable steel wall. - I smiled to her briefly and gently stroked her incredibly sculpted abs through her blouse.
- Mhmm... - she pulled her blouse up and placed my hand on her bare belly - That's nice, honey. But back to topic - if you would hit me in face with such force, you would knock me out for sure. - I had no clue, why she brought that topic and what she wanted to achieve.
- Let's start with that I would never hit you in the face. And second, I don't know why you're talking about this...
- Just hypothetically - she was looking directly in my eyes and again her confidence totally overmatched me. - You said that you were thinking about my challenge a lot, so you probably thought about ways to beat me up - Ashley again had this provocative sparks in eyes. She was smiling and laying on my knees and yet talking about such topics so lightly. 
- What do you want me to say? - I said queitly -  Yes, if I'd hit you in the chin with such force, I would knock you out. But on the other hand, if you would hit me so strong like you did then in the gym or even stronger, if you'd use proper technique, you have might even kill me. 
- Oh, no, Danny, I would never hurt you - Ashley interupted me and she scowled, hearing what I said, then looked at me... quite warmly. - I'm not into hurting people...
- I hope so.... but let me finish - I was trying to phrase all my thoughts in a way which won't show me as someone self-piting, but also not to show that I'm scared of her or something like that. I wanted to state that as calmly as I could.  - You have incredible power, Ashley. Back then in the gym, you hit me so extremely hard, even without rolling you shoulder or rotating hips. It was shocking for me, because I may not have such strong muscles like you, but I had couple of amateur muay thai fights and no one hit me so hard in midsection. I can't even imagine how vicious would be your punch, if you'd throw it with correct boxing technique. Such force may puncture organs like spleen or liver. - Ashley was listening this with worried expression. It really seemed that she might have not realized that her strikes could be so dangerous. - So yeah, like I said, I had many thoughts about you challenge, many of them were attempts of explain your strength advantage over me. I was recreating different scenarios of our challenge. And yeah, I was so shocked and crushed by that one punch, that I was thinking if I would be able to defeat you in real fight or some kickboxing match. And with using my muay thai skills and experience, maybe also speed advantage or better cardio, I thought that I may have beat you. But you know what? Thinking about that made me sick and disgusted. I felt like shit imagining that I'd hit your gorgous face, because... why? Because feeling of insecurity was so strong, that I would hit a woman? Because I lost challenge with woman and my ambition couldn't handle it? Because woman appeared to be much stronger than me? Because my male pride was destroyed? It was repulsive concept for me.
- Sorry that I gave you such a headache - Ashley smiled sadly.
- No, no, don't be. Because beside my crushed ego, I was also amazed by you so much, by your attitude, beauty, body, strength, all of that. And I realized, that I will continue to feel like shit forever, if I won't simply accept fact, that you're stronger than me. Accept this and go for it, explore this feeling further, find her and ask her for a date - that was my final provision in that topic - as I finished my summary, I just laughed to her - And seems like realizing my plan was worth it. I much more prefer to admire this amazing abs, than hit it - my hand was wandering on her belly, exploring every nook of her chiseled, rock hard abdominal muscles.
- Poor babe... I see now that I really messed you up - Ashley chuckled quietly, but it seemed that she had honest remorses. She was glancing at me gently. - See? I told you that I'm not the best girl to be hang with. 
- And I told you that I don't see you that way. I'm just totally honest with you. It was quite hard experience for me, to admit in front of myself, that I met woman so much stronger than me. Of course, I was aware that somewhere in the world, there are girls stronger than me in lifting weights or pro female martial artists, who would beat crap out of me in blink of eye, but... you know, there were out there, in undefined somewhere, and meeting someone like them in person, was devastating for my ego, at first. I'm in the best shape of my life and there is a chick, who beat me with one punch. However, it took me while, but I eventually made piece with it and accepted that or even appreciated that experience as something on which I can grow as a more humble person.
- That means that you have healthy ego, Danny. I like it  - Now it was Ashley  stroking my hand. - So you are not scared of me? 
- I'm not. Of course, I just hope that you won't whoop my ass after first arguement - I laughed to her.
- Haha, I can't guarantee you, that I won't spank your cute little ass, when you will be naughty - Ashley smiled broadly and continued - But the truth is, that I don't know how to fight any way. I mean striking, kicking, etc. I tried few boxing lessons, but being hitted in face wasn't my thing.
- Ashley, you don't need skills, your raw strength is more than enough to knock somebody out cold, even with hitting with opened hand - I said that with honest respect, but also I knew, that she likes to listen compliments about her power.
- Oh, really? - she mocked me humourously - What if someone will teach me, how to punch properly? - she looked at me with sparkly smile - But to be serious, I may not have a clue about stand up fight, but I know few wrestling moves. I was in wrestling group in highschool for short period. 
- Oh, I've noticed that you are quite... agile and experienced...when you were on top of me. It was due to your wrestling background? - Ashley chuckled, knowing that I was meaning her riding me on that yoga mat.
- Oh yeah, I'm true expert in naked wrestling, haha. But you mentioned, that you had couple of amateur fights, right? Tell me more about it.
- Yes, I had 7 fights to be exact. First one was... I believe they call this First Step Fight or something like that... was under very limited rules, kicks or knees in the head weren't allowed, elbows also, we had to wear protectors almost on every part od body. Quite amusing view. But another fights were... let's say...more brutal.
- I would like to see one of your fights. Is there any of them in the net? - Ashley surprised me with that question. Usually I would proudly present videos of my fights to any woman, but in front of Ashley, I again felt slight sting of insecurity, rather irrational, but still. Probably I just wanted to impress her furthermore, so I decided to show her my most dominant and spectacular victory.
- Yes, I have them on my Facebook. Just let me took out my phone from the pocket. - unfortunately, that meant that Ashley couldn't no longer lean on me. It was so pleasant to hold her in arms. She seemed to be little dissapointed also.
- Oh, no, it was so cosy - Ashley laughed, but sat up next to me, very close. Her huge thigh was connected with mine. - Hey, hug me again, don't be shy.
- Just a second, I'll find this video - I passed her my phone and embraced her shoulders. My hand again landed on Ashley's deltoid muscle and again struck me it's size, volume and density. I don't have small palms, but I couldn't cover her shoulder even with straightened fingers.
- Daniel Baker... - she read my surname quietly and pressed play on screen. 
Video has started and Ashley was watching very carefully. It was my fourth fight, as I remember correct. Despite that it was amateur fight, me and my opponent hadn't even shin protectors or helmets, only gloves. So rules were almost identical like during pro bouts.
- Hey, what are you doing now? It looks dorky - Ashley laughed to me.
- Oh, it's called Wai Kru, traditional muay thai dance, which fighter usually have to do before fight. Part of ritual or something like that. Yeah, it's kind of funny. - Indeed, this whole dance looks a little bit dorky, especially if you watching... yourself doing it.
Then video showed me and my opponent facing each other and referee was explaining the rules. Classic staredown. Ashley paused video and noticed.
- This guy is much taller than you.
- Yup, he was at least 3 inches taller and also had better reach. And was heavier. To be honest, if it wouldn't be amateur fight, we wouldn't be matched together, for sure. It supposed to be middleweight bout with 185 or 187 lbs weight limit. I was weighing even less. And this guy was way above that, I think he was closer to 200 lbs. 
- Wow, it looked like tough match up for you - Ashley glanced at me with respect.
- It was what it was - I shrugged.

Ashley focused again on screen and clicked play. Fight began. 
First 3 minute round was dictated by my opponent. I had troubles to find reach and avoid his jabs. He didn't hit me too much, because I was circling around, changing angles, moving my head, etc. But I also didn't scored too much, most of my punches didn't reach his head. All  I could do, was throwing a lot of lowkicks, which started to work and made damage to his thighs. 
First round was close-fought, but slightly won by him. Surprisingly, but during watching this fight, I felt again adrenaline rush and a little bit of stress, mostly because of showing that fight to Ashley. I wondered what were her thoughts after first round and she immediately spoke to me, like she had read my mind.
- He won first, right? - I nodded my head and she continued. - But you fought smart, fuck, this guy has long arms like monkey.

Second round started and then I began to out smart this guy. I was throwing low kicks in his lead leg, to slow him down. However, he caught me few times with straight punches and I again couldn't reach his head. And that gave him confidence, as a result I had noticed that he started to keep his hands lower, not so close to chin like earlier. So I started to bait him, by kicking his right side - he was sloppy in blocking lowkicks and ate many of them. It frustrated him and also hurt as hell. After another leg kick, I saw that he attempted to catch my leg. Of course it's legal in muay thai and even you can get scores in judges eyes, if you catch and sweep your opponent. 
So I threw low kick again and he again tried to catch. He was already set up. I marked another low kick and when his right hand went down, I immediately cut distance with quick jump and exploded with sharp left hook on his jaw. Momentum gave me additional power and I knocked him down.
- Wow, nice! - Ashley yelled with emotions.
He was counted for the first time and made rookie mistake, by stooding up too fast. Referee counted only to four and he was already up, to show me that nothing happened. But I saw that he was wobbling and his eyes were foggy, barely conscious.
So immediately after restart, I charged on him and set up another trap. I threw sequence of hooks and he was covering himself with double guard. None of my strikes reached his head, but it was exactly like I planned. I wanted him to focus on high guard and protecting his chin. Last left hook wasn't aimed in his jaw, but in the liver! Boom, he didn't expect that totally and bent in half like swiss knive. Ashley again almost jumped from excitement. Referee came in and guy was counted second time. 
He stood up at 8, so in the last chance, but I knew that he was defeated already. You can't recover from liver shot in only 8 seconds. 

So he was hurt, shocked and confused, because he couldn't predict from which angle another strikes will come. He didn't know if he should cover his head or his guts. He was moving like under water, in slowmotion. I threw left hook again and he blocked it, but prompt I made something quite spectacular - I kicked with left leg in his guts and it collided hard with his ribs and as my leg went down, I bounced it from the ground and kicked higher, right in his head. My shin hit him in the ear and he fell down, totally uncoscious and knocked out cold!

- Fuck! Whoa! Just wow, that was very impressive, Danny! - Ashley was shaking her head with disbelief and looked at me so lustly, that I almost fainted. Wow, watching my fight made her so steamy? - You are force to be reckon with, Danny. That was impressive... and hot, haha! You outfoxed him perfectly. Didn't you think about turning pro?
- I thought and dreamed about it, but I don't think it's worth really huge effort and risk of severe injuries. There is no money at all in pro muay thai, maybe only on highest level. It's not so popular like boxing or mma. I had those fights just to test and challenge myself.
- I see. But I liked it very much. - she said and scrolled screen to read comments of my friends. - Who is Stephanie Evans? -Ashley suddenly asked and looked at me with sly smile.
- Her? She is colleague from work, why you ask?
- She's hot. And clearly into you, judging from her comment full of awe, hehe. You should pick her up. - I knew that Ashley was trolling me again, but it surprised me, that she stated without doubts, that Stephanie was interested in me. Ashley's intuition was almost right!
- Hehe, funny, that you saw through her so well. The truth is, that I had been thinking exactly the same and tried to pick her up about year ago. I invited her for lunch in work and... very fortunate that I didn't push that any further.
- Why not?
- Because during maybe 20 minutes, she mentioned her ex-boyfriend probably 10 times. It was clear for me, that she had some issue with former relationship. And later I found out, that Stephanie and her boyfriend were breaking up and then coming back together again for few times in the past. 
- Oh, so she just wanted to have a "spare guy", in case her fucked up relationship finally wouldn't work out? 
- Yeah, something like that. She was giving me a lot of mixed signals, so I'm really glad that my "sixth sense" alarmed me in time, hehe.
- Good for you.. - Ashley stated and then said with serious outrage. - God, what a stupid bitch. I hate chicks like her. Never know what they want. I may be messed up in many ways, but I had never done anything like this to guys. So, miss Evans, you won't know what guy you missed. - Ashley showed middle finger to Stephanie's Facebook profile, what made us both laughed.
- I don't give a simple fuck about her. She is very pretty, all nerds from my office have wet dreams about her, but for me... she is too skinny. - I said with wide smile.
- Oh, you prefer plus size women? - Ashley played along with me.
- A little bit more muscular, you know.
- But seriously, you didn't seem to be into female muscles at first. What happened? - Ashley again had this sarcastic vibe in voice, which coming from any other woman would be arrogant, but in her case, combined with unbelievable confidence, that attitude was... just hot and seductive.
- I've met one beautiful woman with slightly bigger than average muscles and she somehow persuaded me that muscular female body can be exciting in some way. - I was bantering with her, but only in positive way. 
- Oh, sligthly bigger than average? You are stepping on the thin ice, babe - Ashley joculary raised her eyebrews - So what was name of that woman, huh?
- I believe that Ashley, or something like that. Hahah, actually that reminded me, that in past two months, I've met two muscular woman named Ashley, one very attractive, other... not really, so it's fifty-fifty in case of persuading me that female muscles are sexy - I winked to her, but Ashley was surprised and wanted to know more about that other Ashley. 
So I told her almost everything about my struggle in searching her. About looking for her in the Internet, about checking biggest gyms in city. When she heard story about her uglier doppelganger, she just laughed like crazy. 
- Oh my god, really Danny? I can't believe that!
- Really! It was literally only one trace of any "Ashley bodybuilder" in our city in the net. So imagine my dissapointment when it turned to be big, but unattractive woman in her late forties.
- Haha, I'd like to see your face then. But babe, that flatters me much, your whole effort to find me. I knew that I made quite big impression on you, but didn't think that it would be so big. Oh, that reminded me, that you wanted to see my Insta**** - Ashley took her phone out of pocket. - But first let me do one thing...
She clicked few times and few seconds later, I've got notification on my phone. It was invitation to friend list on Facebook! From Ashley Warren. I immediately accepted and looked at her profile photo. Unfortunately, it didn't show her face, just her sillhouette from behind, as she was standing on the beach during sunset.
- Shit just got real, we are official Facebook friends! -  I joked to her and she laughed cheerfully. - But why you have only one photo? 
- It's my private FB profile, I don't want to show there much. But here.. - she passed me her phone - ... you have more photos of me.
Screen was showing Insta**** app.
- Muscle Beauty & Beast? - I read loudly and she shrugged her shoulders with innocent smile.
- What? I like this name.
- I like it too, it's fitting you well. - I scrolled down and saw that she had 600 thousands followers! It was one of the biggest fanbases amongst other female bodybuilders, as far as knew. Apparently Ashley was real star in bodybuilding industry. 
- Wow, over half of million followers - I glanced at her with awe. - You're really famous, aren't you? 
- Yes, amongst certain... circles of interest, I'm quite recognisable.
- I didn't know, that I'm going to date with a real fitness superstar. - I tried to troll her little bit, but true was, that Ashley had to be really famous in bodybuilding world and it was more surprising, that I didn't find anything about her earlier.
- Oh, c'mon, Danny. Better watch photos. - she joyfully poked me in the side.
First photo or should I say last added photo was familiar for me - after second I realized that it was the same pic, that Ashley sent me today before our date. This one showing her flexed giant arm!
- Hey, this is photo, you sent me today! Oh, no, I thought that I am special one, only who received that. - I pretended to be sad and Ashley smiled broadly.
- Babe, you are special, because you're the only one who can have all these muscles for yourself... at least for today. 
- Yes, I'm lucky, I bet that all these guys would kill to have opportunity to spend evening with you.
- Yeah, some of them are really desperate. Read me some comments Danny, feed my narcissistic ego, haha! - Ashley embraced my neck and placed her head on my shoulder. I felt her slow, steady breath on my cheek.
- Ok then, there is multiple of simple "huge!", "wow", "giant arm"... some comments in Arabic.. I guess.. Oh, this guy was at least more creative and wrote "what a beautiful piece of art in  form of humongous peak of feminine bicep. I would kiss it whole day and night. Especially night". 
- And would you kiss my biceps for whole night, Danny? - Ashley whispered voluptuously in my ear and her hand started to wander slowly on my chest and belly.
- I would kiss your whole body...for eternity...
- Mhm... read me more, ok? - Ashley sighed quietly.
- Sure.... Hoho, this one is interesting! LamalBrenner said "I'd like her to do me a handjob... or better not, it may end badly for me..."
- Haha! But you know, that I can be very delicate, Danny.
- Sure, but I got his point. Your hand seems to be capable... of ripping everythin apart. - I scrolled screen and read more. - "Omg, how big are your arms?" user Jason34 asked and user fbbfan88 stated... "I think it's morphed, classic case of Adobe gains"... Hey, this moron is suggesting that you photoshopped your photos!?
- Yeah, yeah, classic doubters. I'm used to that. In the past, I often encouraged guys like him, to visit me in the gym, with measure tape, but then their audacity ended. Check comments here, there is more of such accusations towards me, hehe. - Ashley slided screen to earlier posts and clicked on video - it showed her in the gym, in super clingy thermoactive leggins and tank top, sitting on the inclined bench. She leaned forward to camera and said "check this out, soldier press with 125 lbs dumbells". Then she adjusted herself on bench and some huge black guy passed her two enormous dumbells. Ashley grabbed them and started to press over head, grunting loudly with effort. During every move, her veiny biceps were popping out to shockingly size. She made 7 reps and attempted eighth, then dropped dumbells on the floor with heavy sound. This black dude again appeared on screen and very vigorously yelled with deep voice "what's up bitches?! this is real strength, this lady has real strength!". Last second of video showed Ashley, flexing her huge biceps, with proud and defiant smile. 
- Wow, 125 pounds dumbells? Amazing! - I also yelled with excitement. - Who was this giant dude?
- Hey, did I hear an envy vibe in your voice? - Ashley laughed softly.
- Of course. I'm currently visualizing the way to defeat such massive monster and then conquer you heart. - I laughed to her.
- Haha, that's Tyrone, my gym buddy. Don't worry, you can't treat him as a competition to my heart, hahah, but be careful, if you ever meet him, better don't ask him for spotting during squats, haha. 
- Is he gay? What a relief! Haha!
- Oh, silly, Danny - Ashley was lauging cheerfully. - Better read those comments!
- Ok, ok, let's see what we got here... so another bunch of awe expressions, nothing surprising for me... but... yeah, we have first sceptic. User Rammer wrote "fools, don't believe that, she is using fake weights!". Ok, we have another one, oooh it's ffbfan88 again "no way, that any female bodybuilder would be able to lift that. Obviously it's hoax!"... Damn you idiots, you have no idea what you're talking about... - I muttered more to myself, than to Ashley. She was still massaging gently my chest - Another one, nick furry11. This one is more civilized and wrote "I don't doubt that Ashley is really super strong, but here it looks... just unbelievable! Maybe it's some kind of publicity stunt for our fun?"
- Ok, enough, Danny. You see what I meant talking about fans?
- Yeah, I get it. But I can partially identify with their opinions, you know what I mean? Your strength results are just mind-blowing! It's hard to believe for someone, who didn't witness that with own eyes... or body like me. Here, you lift 125 lbs dumbells for 7 reps, so it's clearly not your personal record and most of these guys, even trained ones, can't even bench press so heavy dumbells. - Ashley gladly nodded with understandment.

I noticed photo from some contest, barely recognised Ashley, because she was dehydrated, covered by bronzer and had really expressive makeup. She was holding medal and trophy.
- Oh, that's something recent?
- Yeah, it was... six or five weeks ago. Probably that's the reason, that you couldn't find me in the gym, because maybe three days after we met first time, I flied to Tampa for this contest.
- Did you win? I bet you nailed this!
- I was second. There was hard competition and other girls were really good prepared.
- Eh, judges had to be blind that they gave you second place.
- Heh, babe, you hadn't seen the winner. Chick was huge and defined as hell. 
- But not bigger than you?
- Almost as big. Yeah, it was tight, we both could win, but they gave her first place, so... whatever. 
- But I'd let to cut my arm to bet, that you're much stronger than her.
- Haha, you're cute. Yeah, likely I am. But Danny, you have to know, that I had experience in powerlifting, so I am stronger than most of female bodybuilders.
- And for sure you're sexier than most of them - Ashley smiled hearing my statement and reached to me cheek and stroked it.

I scrolled down her insta**** and looked on few another amazing different photos of Ashley, her selfies in mirror, her casual content from some travels, et cetera. There was thousands of photos and videos! And hundreds of comments under each post! I only looked through last recent ones. I've noticed unique style of her insta****, she rarely smiled on photos or videos, and when she did, it were proud or provocative or seductice smiles. And her fans loved that! The more fierce or stern she looked on pic, the more awe comments she received. Reading that guys were proposing her marriage, telling her that they love her, reading that expressions of deep admiration, made me realized that how lucky I was, that she went out with me. That I could spend evening with woman, desired by so many men. Of course, I was aware that they didn't know Ashley, I barely knew her, and they loved internet image of her, but by meeting her in person, I still felt... blessed? Maybe too strong word, but I definetely felt awarded.
- Amazing photos, I will... thoroughly watch them at home. - I gave back her phone.
- Will you masturbate to them? - Ashley chuckled and totally surprised me by that question, but I answered honestly, which made her laugh even more.
- Of course I will! How can you even think differently? Haha!
- I like that you didn't deny it. After all, it's flattering for a woman, don't you think? I had friend in highschool, who broke up with her boyfriend, really great guy, just because he admitted to jerking off to her photos. She called that disgusting, can you imagine? I mean, c'mon, when guy is masturbating to photos of his girlfriend, is there any better proof that he desires her? I don't know, maybe I'm weird, but I'd prefer much more, that my guy would wank his dick to my pics, than to porn.
- You have the point.
- But speaking about photos... want to take some with me? - Ashley took out her phone again.
- Sure!

She brought her face closer to mine and took few pics. Then she kissed me in cheek and took another. I felt warm energy from her, pulsating like heart beat. I turned to her with irresistible desire to kiss her beautifully shaped lips, but she stopped me.
- Wait, I have an idea how to troll a little people on insta****. - Ashley kneeled above my laps and sat down on my thighs, facing me. 
- Ugh - I grunted, surprised by her weight.
- What? Am I too heavy for you, boy? - she laughed and flattened my legs even more. My legs were trapped between inhumanly huge thighs.
- You are super heavy! How much do you weigh?
- Oh, oh, I'm so offended, guy asked me about my weight... - Ashley mocked playfully - hahaha, babe, today morning scale showed 227 lbs!
- Wow! You're over 40 pounds heavier than me!
- Is that a problem, Danny? 
- Not at all! A lot of body to... explore. - my hands, guided like they had own will, started to massage Ashley's giant and hard thighs.
- Wait, don't distract me for a moment, I want to take really special photo - she lean to me and hugged me tight. I didn't know what she was exactly doing behind my head. - Ok, let's see... fuck, blurry...hold on Danny.
- Take your time as long as you need - I answered and then started to reach with my hands to... place when her thighs end.
- Oh, you naughty bastard, haha. Just wait a second, babe. I've got what I wanted. - she straightened and started to type on her phone.
- Will you show me? 
- One moment. - she was typing with meaningful smile. - Ok, here you go, hah!  

She turned screen towards me - it was photo, already posted on insta****, showing back of my head and neck, Ashley's gorgeous delighted face with closed eyes and... her gigantic bicep, of arm with which she was embracing my neck. If not that muscular, veiny arm, it would be romantic photo of usual couple. Photo was little bit blurry, due to rather poor lighting of street lamp, but Ashley looked beautiful. 
Photo was descripted by one question:
"Is that the only one?"

- What you think? They'll go crazy in comments, hehe. 
- You are ruthless girl. This photo will break plenty of hearts. - we both laughed of Ashley's malevicious plan.
- For sure, but I don't care. I have right to have someone, haven't I? - I didn't answered and just looked in her mesmerizing eyes. She hided phone and said. - We'll check comments later. They'll be roasting you for sure, hehe.
- I really couldn't care less, but I can feel them, you know? I'd be envy too... seeing a dreamed woman hanging out with other guy. - I finished sentence looking directly in her eyes.  

Her face was maybe 5 inches away, I could see her enlarged pupils, her slightly open lips, I felt her deep, but steady breaths. She had mixture of emotions in eyes - confidence, desire, expectations, lust, curiosity.
- Why you affect me so much, Daniel? I can't focus around you... - she whispered, while her face was getting closer to mine. I was thinking what could I answer to that, but she didn't give me chance to speak. Her wet, warm lips connected with mine and she kissed me. It was different kiss, than earlier today, near that fontain, or back then in gym. It was like this kiss was her way to pass me all these emotions, hidden in her eyes. It was prolonged, most passionate and... serious kiss, that woman can give to man. I closed my eyes and just immersed in that moment, wanted it to last forever. But after very pleasant while, Ashley stopped and looked at me with delighted, but also amused smirk.
- Hey, Danny? 
- Uhm... yes?
- Did you... just get hard, after that kiss? - her smile got even wider, when she whispered thay question.
- Yes!
- Awesome! I was wondering what was that hard object, haha!

She leaned forward and start to kiss me again, more eagerly, more bold. I was touching her hard and chiseled obliques, my hands sneaked under her blouse and were stroking her velvety, warm skin. I couldn't decided, which part of Ashley's body I wanted to touch the most, I wish I had more hands! 
She stopped kissing me and hugged my head to her cleavage. My forehead was pressed against thick and unbending chest muscles. I started to kiss rift between her huge pectoral muscles. Ashley was panting heavier and stroking my hair.
- Oh, so good... - deep sigh came out from Ashley's chest.
My lips were exploring her bosom, neck and part of her traps. 
- You wanted to kiss my bicep. Kiss it though! - Ashley raised her right arm towards my face. Her bicep was big almost like orange, hard like stone. I covered with kisses every inch of that giant muscle. Ashley's left hand was stroking my head and playing with my ear. 
- It so big and hard... - I said to her with deepest admiration.
- Check that, honey - Ashley straighted and flexed both biceps. Her lats popped out on sides, making her upperbody twice wide like before. 
- Oh, god... - I grabbed her tight waist and slided my hands up her torso, feeling that width difference between her midsection and upper back. Ashley had proportions like character from superhero comic book!
- Your touch is turning me on so much... - Ashley exhaled with arousment. - Hah, but I can feel, that you're enjoying it too! - she shifted her hips on side and pointed her finger at considerably big bulge on trousers on my left thigh. - Hey, did you hide baseball bat there? Hihihi.  
Ashley sat on the bench again and grabbed gently my erected penis through jeans.
- Oh my god, it almost ripping your jeans... - she move him few times under material. - It's hard to believe that I had this monster inside me... Mhm... Show me it! - she ordered and totally caught me there!
- What? Here?! - God, that girl was truly unpredictable.
- Sure! What's the problem? It's middle of the night, do you see anyone except us? - Ashley laughed at my scruples.
- Ok, then... - I unzipped my jeans and slided them down. It reveiled view of big tent created by my stiff dick, stretching tight boxers. I put my pants down and my hard cock bounced in air like a flagpole.
- Wow... - Ashley bited her lips and blushed. She blushed! Seeing that such powerful muscular goddess reacted to view of my cock, like she was both impressed and a bit intimidated by it's size, gave me extra confidence. It was my turn to tease her a little.
- Someone has flushed cheeks here, hehe... - I chuckled to her, but she didn't lose her confidence even a bit. Without any shyness she admitted:
- Yeah, my cheeks are burning... Danny, I may be much stronger and more muscular than all girls, but I'm still a woman... and your dick just make me... trembling... - I liked her honesty in every topic. It was also arousing. Ashley reached with her right hand to my manhood and when she was about to grab it, I flexed Kegel muscles and my dick jumped directly to her palm. She chuckled, surprised. - Hey! It's alive! Oh, Danny, you are so naughty.... - she took solid grab and stroked it few times.
- Oh...
- Fuck, look how thick it is... - she whispered more to herself, than to me and then laughed. - Sorry, I'm talking to you like you don't know how your own dick looks like, haha. But let me admire it in my way, ok? 
- Yeah... - she was playing with foreskin, hiding and revealing tip. It's weird, but it was first time, that I noticed that Ashley had short nails. Well cared and painted in red, but short. I guessed that it had to be easier for her to have short nails during lifting weights.
- Wow... - Ashley placed her thumb at glans - ...almost triple wider that my finger... - then she started to stroke it and turned her face to me. - Tell me Danny... - few moves of her mighty veiny forearm - ...you're inteligent... smart... handsome... - she was speaking, looking directly in my eyes and simultanesly massaging my member. What a woman! - funny... athletic... and you have such huge dick... so why don't you have a girlfriend, huh? - she finished that long question and raised her eyebrows with meaningful, seductive smile.
- To be honest... I was hoping that after this evening, I will have a girlfriend. - I replied with sly smile.
- Oh, you mean me? - she mocked me cheerfully with innocent smile and squeezed my cock harder. - Well, maybe you're on good way to it. But I must warn you with something - I have mild case of agoraphilia. 
- Oh, that mean you're afraid of spiders? Don't worry, I will protect you! - of course I knew what agoraphilia mean, but I joked to her.
- It's not arachnophobia, silly, hahaha.
- I know Ashley, just kidding. Well.... maybe you have mild case, like you said... but definetely contagious, because I noticed few sympthoms, haha!
- Oh, Danny, Danny... your cock is turning me wild. Hide him, before my agoraphilia will strike again! - she let go my penis and exhaled deeply, like she wanted to calm herselr down.
- Why? No one will see us. - Oh, no! So much pleasure and it suddenly ended! But I put my pants on again, there was no point in pressing Ashley to do anything.
- It's not about being seen, I like to do it in public places. I just decided... or rather promised myself, that we won't have sex today. 
- Don't get me, like I'm insisting on anything, but may you tell me why? 
- Several reasons. I know, they may sound weird, but... first of all, we went on date to know each other more. And, yeah, I know that we already got to know each on... intimate side - she chuckled in adorable way - but I wanted this evening to be different. 
- Ok, I'm totally fine with that. What are the other reasons?
- I just... - she hesitated. - I'll tell you about them later. Now I'd like you to walk me home. It's super fucking late. - she was right. It was 3 AM! We both completely lost track of time. Obviously, I did not want to part with Ashley yet, but when she told me where she lives, I realized that we will still spent at least couple dozens of minutes together by getting there.
We stood up and she leaded the way. I was feeling little bit dissapointed, of course not because we hadn't have sex on that bench, but because Ashley wanted to go home. Yeah, I know, it's sounds irrational, but I just craved to be with her as long as I could. Ashley grabbed my hand, like she subconsciously wanted to assure me, that it's not over. 

Ashley and me walked for few minutes in silence, but it wasn't awkward, just natural. We were simply enjoying our companion, there was no need for talking at that moment.
We left park behind us and approached district with houses and blocks. I wasn't familiar with that part of city. We were passing by big playground for kids and then Ashley stopped.
- Hey, Danny... - she turned to me with prankish smile -...what you'd say about little challenge between us? 
- Uhm... I probably gonna lost, but... yes, of course!
- I like your attitude! C'mon to this playground!

She leaded me near quite high ladder, designated rather for older children, than for preschoolers or toddlers.
- Have you been working on your back muscles since we first had met? - another wide and sly grin appeared on her lovely lips. But she was looking at me only with warm, positive energy.
- I have... but I'm still worried, what challenge you have in mind.. - I replied with weak smile, although I was ready to be defeated. But also I didn't want to give up easily, no matter how bad odds were for me, I still got competitive soul. And I was just super excited to witness another display of Ashley's strength. I knew that she wanted to show off and I loved it.
- Pull-ups contest, hehe.
- Ok, then, what the rules?
- Very simple, who will do less, lose! - I saw that Ashley had huge fun with that. 
- What grip?
- Whatever fit you, babe. Wide, narrow.... or one hand if you want. - What a tricky beast, she already knew, that she will win.
- I'll try wide then.
- Ambitious! Good! Ok, so catch the bar and say when you'll ready.

We both had to made short jump to reach the bar. When we were hanging, Ashley gave sign.
- Ready? Ok, go! 

Yeah, I was focused on my back muscles during last weeks, that wasn't lie. Back then, in that yoga room, when Ashley asked me to do lats spread and then humilitated me totally, by doing her lats spread, I had decided to train more that part of body. And I increased my strength significantly, but I was sure, that not enough to beat Ashley.
Nevertheless, first five reps we made in the same pace, although I was suspecting, that Ashley adjusted her speed to mine. Another three reps were challenging for me, but I managed to do them without losing a pace much. But next I started to struggle, real fucking hard. Ashley noticed that and teased me.
- Oh, poor babe, what's matter? Are you getting tired? 

I didn't answer, because I was puting my whole strength and... will, to do few more pull-ups. Finally, I gave up and fall down. Ashley seeing that, stopped in halfway, showing even more incredible strength of her back, but also arms! She was hanging with flexed biceps, looked amazing and hot!
- How many reps you did, Danny? - Ashley asked without any sign of effort on her beautiful face, still hanging stable in half of range of motion.
- Uh... - I was catching my breath - Thirteen, I guess...
- Not bad! I wasn't counting mine, so let's say that I also made thirteen so far. - she resumed to do pull-ups and this time was counting loudly - Fourteen, fifteen, sixteen, seventeen, eighteen... see, it's so easy... twenty! - obviously she was showing off, but I was observing in awe with dropped jaw. After twenty reps, she stopped and hung on fully straightened arms.
- Normal pull-ups are so boring for me, Danny. - she said with disarming smile. - But watch that!
She pulled her body up again, but then, instead of going down, she did something outstanding! She made perfect muscle-up, raising herself above the bar. And then she shocked me even more, by doing ten no less perfect muscle-ups, with great pace. Her huge body was almost flying on that bar! Like gravity rules didn't apply to her!
Watching Ashley's super human strength exhibition was so arousing!
After several reps, which she made very casually, like she was truly bored, Ashley jumped down and pulled her shirt up, revealing her perfectly sculped abs and obliques. 
- I want to show you something else - she turned to vertical ladder. - Look at my abs now, you'll see how really strong core looks like - she winked playfully, then grabbed bar and.... did very impressive move called human flag! She raised her legs by tightening abdominal muscles and obliques. Ashley body was hanging horizontally, parallel to the ground. 
- Oh my god... - I touched her abs and it was hard, unpenetrable like steel armor. Every muscle was clinched tightly to another, like bricks in the wall.
- Ugh... you like it? - Ashley grunted with effort. It was kind a relief to see, that there are excercises which could tire her.
- Yeah... that's unbelievable!

She jumped elegantly on the ground and stood up in front of me with proud smile.
- The only benefit from these pull-ups, is pump I got. Look! - she flexed both biceps and they exploded with hugeness! I grabbed both and examined how hard and swollen they were. While her blood was pumped into those magnificent muscles, my blood went... somewhere else. Ashley patted me softly in crotch, felt my hard dick and chuckled.
- Wow... looks like someone has really healthy blood circulation system. - she seemed to be flattered, that observing her strength gave me such boner.
- If pull-ups are so easy for you, how do you train back? Do you even have pull-ups in your workout plan?
- I have, but with additional weight attached to belt. 
- Wow! Really?
- Yeah. - Ashley looked like she came up with idea. - Come closer. Remind me your weight.
- Uhm... around 185 lbs, more or less. - suddenly she put hands under my armpits and lifted me up! She made that so effortlessly, like adult picking up a child! She put me down and stated more to herself, than to me.
- Ok, I think I'll manage...
- Manage with what? - I was again both shocked and excited by her power. My penis was almost fighting to release itself from jeans.
- I'll show you - she jumped and catch bar again. Then she looked down, spreaded her legs and encouraged me. - Come here, I won't bite, haha! Yeah, stand exactly between my legs. - I felt like her monstrous thighs were entwining my waist and she locked me in triangle made by her legs. Left feet she stucked under her right knee. 
- Now lift your legs.
- Seriously?! Are you kidding me? - I couldn't  believe what she was about to do.
- Yes, honey, lift your legs. - she seemed to be amused by my disbelief.
- Ok... wow... fuck...   - I slowly raised my legs and found myself hanging, held by two huge pieces of female thighs.
Ashley grunted heavily and her face turned red. I was certain that she won't gonna make it, but she destroyed my mind yet again! Slowly and with huge effort, but she was pulling up her body... and my body, for fucks sake! She almost touched bar with her chin, then lower us down, without losing control of movement. And if I wasn't shock enough, Ashley attempted to do second rep! But it was too much, even for such powerful athlete like her! 
- Ugh....Fuck! - she yelled and dropped me down. I fell on my ass, but it wasn't painful. She jumped heavily near me. - Sorry, Danny, I should have warn you. Fuck, I really thought that I'll do second rep! - she was... angry! Angry, that she failed second attempt! What an ambition!
- Ashley, I need to call some scientists or something... they need to examine you as a new speciment of human... fuck... you're unbelievable... so strong... so beautiful... - I was touching her arms and mumbling compliements, completely shocked and excited to the level, in which my brain just couldn't comprehend what happened. Her huge tits were going up and down, as she was trying to calm her breath after such incredible effort.
- Glad, that I could impress you in something. - she chuckled softly.
- Impress? Impress?! Are you fucking kidding me, babe? You just... you just... - I made gesture describing exploding head with stupid sounds and faces, which made her laugh so honestly and adorable, that I would fell in love with her, if... I hadn't do that already.
- Oh, I love your sense of humour. - she took my hand and ordered. - But let's go Danny, it's almost dawn!

Exactly, first sunbeams started to crowl from behind horizon. We entered in luxury housing developement with high apartment buildings. This was really classy area, safe because of private security, fence around all blocks and surveillance cameras on every corner. It differed much from place, where I lived, which was rented tiny flat in scruffy bricked block.
Ashley stopped in front of entrance to at least 10-floor building.
- This is where I live.
- Nice building! What floor?
- Last one, in the penthouse.
- Wow, you have to have nice view from there.
- Yes. You'll see it for yourself, but... just not today. - She came closer and embraced me in the waist. - Listen, Danny... You can't even imagine, how much I'd like to invite you... but, I have mess in flat and... - she looked into my eyes and exhaled deeply. - I don't know why, but I can't control myself near you. If we went upstairs, it'd end with orgy. And I don't want that... I mean, of course I want that so fucking hard... I just want to make it... I don't know... special.. I just... - she stopped talk and just kissed me. Again it was soft, sensitive kiss, innocent kiss which could be given by some shy teen girl, not powerful, muscular and independent woman. 
- Oh, Daniel... - she whispered. - Do you think... that something between us can work out? Something more... than only sex? - I raised my sight and meet her eyes. She was asking serious. At that moment I saw everything in her eyes, like in open book. I saw hope for future. The need to be loved. The desire. I saw also undefined saddness. The loneliness...
- I want that...
- I want that too... - she kissed me again. - I just hope... that I won't hurt you. You... you are really great guy. I'm happy that we went on that date. It was fun. Thank you.
- Thank you too for wonderful evening.
- Call me tomorrow. Or text me. Just contact me, ok? - she hugged me with her strong arms and kissed last time. - Goodnight honey. - Then she turned and entered building. Just like that.
I stayed in front of entrance for abouy a, minute, watching in dark corridor, trying to embrace this whole evening and memorize forever.

Then I called the cab and drived home. I was seating in the backseat, exhausted physically and full of energy mentally, as weird as it sounds. I was reliving the whole date inwardly, when I recalled this photo of us, which Ashley posted on insta****. Curious what people wrote in comments, I launched Insta**** app and found Ashley's profile. Despite that pic was posted in the middle of the night, there was already nearly hundred comments. Loyal fanbase. I started reading... and there was few wishes of happiness and well being towards Ashley, but literally most of those comments were stating how lucky I am, to be Ashley's boyfriend. "What a lucky guy, to be in such sexy and mighty arms". "Lucky motherfucker!!". "Fuck, I'm so jelous of this guy!". "I hope that this guy knows how lucky he is!". 
I know that, anonimous internet mate. I know and appreciate that. And I understand your envy. I would be too. 

When cab arrived to my place, it was already bright outside. Bright like vision of future ahead of me.

[QBikk]

wow, very deep paragraph, well detailled and great building of the story. I can't wait for more!!