Atypical Vacation

[gunshow98]

This may have become my favorite story I have read!  Cant wait to see what the rest of the vacation has in store!

[spoonmaster]

Moving on to Wednesday!  For fans of lift and carry, this is for you.




Wednesday (part 1)


I woke up feeling more rested than I had all week. A feeling of peace, that had eluded me
since Jamie dropped her bomb the other night, had crept over me. The first couple days, I
couldn't imagine ever thinking of Jamie as anything but a little sister, or hell, even a
daughter. But after yesterday, maybe the thought of us being together wasn't so far-
fetched after all.

A few days ago, the very thought of Jamie giving me an orgasm would have sent a chill
running up my spine. Then she spent a day enticing me, teasing me and tempting me, and
damn if she didn’t get to me. She had turned me on so much, that she brought me to an
orgasm without even touching my cock! Of course she was rubbing her boobs all over
my face, but still. I had never met any woman who had gotten me off without touching
me. And far from feeling weird about it, I had spent the entire night dreaming about it.

Suddenly, what once had seemed so ludicrous seemed more than just possible; it seemed
inevitable. The strangest part was, I wasn’t filled with dread; in fact, I felt oddly at peace.
I decided against checking the markets, I really didn’t care all that much anyway, and
wandered off to the kitchen.

The smell of cinnamon and freshly baked bread filled my nose before I even opened the
door. A pan of freshly baked cinnamon buns were sitting on the counter. Jamie was just
finishing up spreading some icing over the top of them. She looked so different to me
today. It wasn’t just her beauty; I had always thought she was pretty, but today, she
looked so radiant it was almost as though she was glowing.

She wore a super-short pair of dark khaki shorts, leaving almost all of her athletically-
toned legs bare. The powder blue tank top she wore fit her so snuggly it was like a second
skin. The spaghetti straps left her broad shoulders and well-muscled arms bare, and the
scooped neck displayed plenty of delectable cleavage.

I was stunned to realize I was staring at her, completely taken by her beauty. Could this
really work? Why the hell not? We really weren’t related, and we complimented each
other so well. What the hell? I thought.

I walked up behind her as quietly as I could, bent over, and gave her a little peck on the
cheek. "Good morning," I whispered as I enveloped her in a warm, firm hug. My arms
sank deep into the flesh of her voluptuous tits. I actually had to fight the urge to grab
them with my hands and play with them.

"Mmmmm, what is this for?" she asked as she twisted around in my arms and returned
my hug.

I had thought long and hard about what to say before I came down. "Well, I was
thinking... I had a fun day yesterday. It was great hanging out with you. I saw a side of
you I’d never seen before. I mean, some of the things you were able to do...." My voice
trailed off as I remembered how our night ended. "Let's just say I was impressed. I mean
it was all pretty cool. And it made me think, maybe us being more than friends isn't so
far-fetched after all. I think that it may be possible that one day, I could actually fall in
love with you."

Jamie reached up, pulled my head down to hers and gave me much more than a peck on
the cheek. The fact that I was far more comfortable kissing her than I’d ever imagined I’d
be was a testament to how far our relationship had come in such a short amount of time.

After awhile, she pulled back and gave me a warm smile. "I'm so happy to hear you say
that Paul. I had a really good time yesterday too." She let go of the hug and gently pushed
me down into a chair. She sat next to me, grabbing my hands in hers. "But I don't want
becoming more than friends with me to be 'not so far-fetched'. I don't want you to think
that you may 'one day' fall for me. I want you to want me. I want you to need me the way
I need you."

"I know you do, and that's what I'm saying. A few days ago I thought I'd never be able to
have those kinds of feelings for you, now I think it's a real possibility."

She patted my hands and got up to scoop me out a pair of cinnamon buns. "That's a start,
and certainly a good one. But I didn't fly you all the way out here and spend all this
money for ‘possible’.” She looked up at me, the edges of her lips curled up in a seductive
smile. “I think I need to see if I can give you more than a 'fun day'. Maybe if I can show
you some things that are more than 'pretty cool', we can turn that possibility to a
definitely."

I was actually a little disappointed that she wasn’t more pleased. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean
to upset you. I thought you'd be happier."

Jamie gave me a warm smile and a peck on the cheek. "I'm not upset. Sure I dreamt you
would fall hopelessly in love with me the moment you got off the plane, but I was
prepared for the fact that it could take a little while to bring you around." She gave me a
devious smile. "Besides, yesterday was just an appetizer. I've been saving up the good
stuff."

That piqued my interest. "Saving the good stuff?"

She leaned in close so that she could whisper in my ear. "The things I did yesterday were
nothing. Wait until you see what I have in store for today."

My heart skipped a beat just thinking about it.

Jamie rushed me through breakfast, saying we had a full day planned. I scarfed down her
buns and took a quick shower. Jamie was waiting at the door to my bedroom with two
travel mugs of coffee and a pair of large backpacks, filled to bursting.

We loaded up the jeep and Jamie directed me to the Hyatt Regency in Waikiki. I thought
it odd that we were going to a hotel, since we had such an amazing beach house, but we
didn’t go inside. Instead, we drove around the back, where a helicopter was sitting in an
empty lot.

My jaw dropped as I realized what we were going to do. Jamie laughed in delight at my
reaction.

Driving a Jeep Wrangler was something I always thought would be pretty cool; flying in
a helicopter was fucking amazing. The thing was big enough to fit six people, but we
were the only two onboard. Our pilot was a local guy well into his fifties. To his credit,
he tried not to ogle at Jamie, but it was a lost cause. He kept trying to engage us in
conversation so that he could stare at Jamie for as long as possible. Finally the chopper
was in the air.

It was a sixty-minute, narrated tour. The pilot had obviously done this before, his
comments and observations about what we passed over were well rehearsed and
comfortably delivered. Our tour started with a swing around Hanauma Bay, the remnants
of a volcano crater that is now a marine sanctuary. We were treated to aerial views of
Halona Blowhole, Sandy Beach, Makapuu Point and its lighthouse.

The powdery white sands of Waimanalo Beach provided a scenic backdrop as we
continued on to the gorgeous coral formations of Kane’ohe Bay. Then it was on to a
place called “Jurassic Park Valley”, where dozens of motion pictures have been filmed.
The pilot even took us on the same flight path used by the helicopter in the movie.
The highlight of the trip was a flyover of Sacred Falls, a sheer waterfall with a 1,000-foot
drop. It was followed by the central plain, the world’s largest agricultural maze and home
to the Dole Pineapple Plantation. On our way back, we swung by the Mormon Temple in
Laie, aquaculture farms, Kahuku Point and Turtle Bay. The tour ended with a panoramic
view of Pearl Harbor and the Arizona Memorial.

It was amazing. Flying in a plane, you’re so high up. You feel detached from the world,
flying over the quilted tapestry of fields, farms, and towns. Flying in a helicopter
provides a much more intimate view of the landscape, offering vistas and perspectives
that were unique and amazing

“Wow, that was awesome!” I told Jamie as we jumped out of the helicopter. I wrapped
my arms around her and gave her a huge bear hug.

“I knew that was something you’ve always wanted to do.” She returned my hug with one
of her own. “Today we’re going to try to do a bunch of things you’ve always wanted to
do.” Her tone sent my mind wandering at the possibilities.

We hopped in the jeep and drove out to the northeast section of the island, which was the
more remote part of the island. Lush green trees and tall looming mountains dominated
the landscape. Jamie pointed out a road to turn onto. Actually, road would be generous.
There were two lightly worn away strips in the grass that vaguely lined up with the jeep’s
tires. I would have missed it entirely if Jamie hadn’t pointed it out. I lit up a little. Finally
I got to go off-roading in my jeep!

It didn’t wind up being all that far. We drove about a hundred yards into the thick foliage
before the “road” simply stopped, plenty far enough into the forest for the jeep to be
hidden from the road. Were we going to make out? It seemed a weird thing to make out
in a jeep when we had a huge, private beach house. Jamie hopped out of the jeep and
grabbed the two bags she had brought with us. She handed me one, and shouldered the
other.

We set out into the forest, Jamie leading the way. It was slow going, there was no path at
all that I could make out, and we had to trudge through undergrowth that got thick in
some places. I had no idea what she was orienting herself on, but she seemed to know
where she was going. Before too long we emerged onto a small game trail and the going
got much easier.

The jungle was filled with life. Small critters scampered underfoot and brightly colored
birds soared through the sky. The air was filled with the droning sound of insects and the
singsong chirping of birds.

Jamie acted as a tour guide as we walked, filling the silence with stories of the history of
Hawaii in general, and Oahu specifically. She spouted off facts about mountains like she
was a geology professor, pointed out the different types of ferns and trees, told me what
was edible and what was poisonous, and picked out the types of birds by the sounds of
their calls. Certainly she could have been making it all up, but she spoke with such
authority it was hard to believe she didn’t know what she was talking about.

We walked for a couple of hours before finally stopping. The wall of a tall cliff thrust up
through the trees to our right. I plopped down on a rock at its base and took a swig of
water from a canteen that she brought.

"What now?" I was breathing a little heavily. Our path was constantly changing
elevations, and the damp air pressed down heavily onto my clothes.

Jamie, on the other hand, looked fresh. Her breathing was normal, and a slight sheen of
sweat in her cleavage was the only sign that she was aware of the humidity. She ran her
eyes up the cliff in front of us. "We go up."

I let my eyes travel up the cliff face. Probably about a hundred feet tall, the bottom half
had a more gradual slope and loose, jutting rocks that looked easy enough to climb. But
after a small plateau, the cliff became nearly vertical and was devoid of any handholds
that I could see. I gave Jamie a doubtful look. "I don't know; it looks like a pretty tough
climb near the top."

Jamie gave me a reassuring smile. "Trust me."

The initial climb wasn't so bad. I actually enjoyed rock climbing, what guy didn't. Jamie
didn't seem to have any trouble either. Despite her shorter legs and reach, she scampered
up the rocks with the ease of a mountain cat. In fact, she seemed to make the climb easier
than I did.

We stopped when we got to the landing. I stared at the sheer cliff dubiously. My
assessment from below was spot on. The cliff was straight up, with a pretty smooth
surface. Any handholds were spaced so far apart as to be completely useless. I honestly
didn't see any way up. "Now what are we going to do?"

Jamie crouched down and opened up her backpack. She pulled out a long, thick rope.
Each end was attached to a carabiner. She untied the rope and handed one end to me.
"Here, wrap this around your chest."

I did as she said, unsure how it would help. Jamie made sure the rest of the rope wasn't
tangled, and then clipped the other end onto her backpack. "All right, you stay here."

"And where are you going?"

She shot me a smile. "Up."

I gave the cliff another once over. "And how do you propose to do that?"

Without a word, Jamie crouched down and launched herself into the air. I watched in
amazement as she soared skyward. Her feet shot past the level of my head and kept going
up! She reached up with one hand and grabbed onto a small crevice in the rock that I
could barely see. It had to be 10 feet up! "Holy shit!"

Dangling precariously from her single hand, Jamie looked down at me with a broad grin
and giggled. Then she was back to the task at hand. She reached up to grab the handhold
with both hands. Then she pulled up with such amazing force, that her body was once
more launched skyward several feet before she again grabbed some kind of crack in the
rock I couldn't see.

I watched in rapt fascination as Jamie scaled the cliff with an ease that would make
Spider-Man proud. In no time at all, she had made it to the top. It was a stunning display
of strength and athleticism.

She peeked her head over the edge of the cliff. "Is the rope securely around your chest?"
She called down to me.

"Yeah." I shouted up after yanking at it to make sure.

She smiled down at me. "Okay, hold on."

She disappeared back over the cliff. I didn't have much time to wonder what she had in
mind before I felt the rope tighten around my chest. Suddenly, my feet left the ground as
I was pulled into the air. My body quickly and smoothly slid up the side of the cliff.

Before I knew it, my head crested the cliff, and there was Jamie. She stood with a wide
stance, and was pulling the rope hand over hand, dragging my body right up the side of
the mountain. She didn’t seem to have any problem whatsoever handling my weight.

"Holy shit, Jame! How the hell did you do that?"

Jamie smiled. Even after hauling my big body all the way up the cliff, she still looked as
fresh as she did that morning. She brought up her arms in a double bicep flex. "You didn't
think these muscles were just for show did you?" I regarded her arms with a new
appreciation. She really was stronger than she looked. The question was, just how strong.

Jamie held the flex for several moments before lowering her arms. She took off her
backpack and reached out for my hand. “Come here, I want to show you something.”

I let her take my hand and she led me from the cliff. We were on top of a small mountain,
which was capped by a clearing not much bigger than a living room. It was mostly
featureless, save a couple of small to medium sized boulders scattered across the summit.
She led me to the far side of the mountaintop and motioned out with her hand. I walked
slowly by her and stared at the incredible vista below.

A waterfall poured into a lush green basin surrounded by banyan and hala trees,
ironwood and koa. A low mist had settled over the valley like a soft blanket, while a
colorful tapestry of birds skimmed across the treetops. A glimpse of waves crashing
against a rocky shore was visible at the mouth of the valley to complete a breath taking
view.

"Wow," was all I could manage.

Jamie came up behind me, and enveloped me with a hug. "Nice spot, huh?" We stood
there for a while, just taking in the view.

Jamie went back, grabbed the two backpacks, and started unloading them. She pulled out
a blanket and plopped it right down at the edge of the brow, taking full advantage of the
amazing view. Out of the other pack, she started pulling food: sandwiches with ham,
turkey and roast beef, topped with lettuce and tomato, potato salad, deviled eggs, a fruit
salad with fresh banana, pineapple, mango, kiwi and strawberries, and a canister of fresh-
squeezed lemonade. We ate our fill, lounging on the ground, taking solace in the peace of
our surroundings. I was engrossed by the amazing view. It was simply beautiful.

Strangely enough, the thought of the word beauty turned my attention back to Jamie. She
seemed so serene, so peaceful, so content. The look of peace served to enhance her
natural beauty. She sat comfortably on the ground, her short, strong legs stretched out
casually before her. She was leaning back, supported by her arms. The posture caused her
triceps to flex. A perfect, horseshoe shaped muscle bulged out of the back of her arm,
giving it a powerful look.

Powerful indeed! I was once more reminded of the incredible strength it must have taken
to pull my entire 245lbs 50 feet straight up the side of a cliff. The beauty of this place had
pushed her strength to the back of my mind. But now, sitting here, staring at her bulging
triceps, my mind returned to being hauled up the mountain by this petite powerhouse.

I just couldn't help myself. I reached out and took her arm, squeezing her muscle with my
hand. The skin was unbelievably smooth, while the muscle was unbelievably solid. It was
like marble covered in silk.

Jamie looked at me with that dreamy look as she let my hands explore her rock hard limb.
She moaned in pleasure at my touch. "All this natural beauty out here and you’re looking
at me?" she asked in a soft, sensual tone.

"Yeah," I said dreamily, before realizing that I'd been groping her arm for much longer
than was probably decent. I tried to remove my arm as casually as I could, but it wound
up being just as awkward. Jamie giggled at me.

"I mean, I can't believe how solid your arm is,” I stammered trying to regain my
composure. “I don't think I've ever felt a muscle so hard in my life."

I flexed my own impressive arm and gave my bicep a squeeze. While my own arm was
certainly bigger than Jamie's, by a good bit, my muscles gave way a bit under the
pressure of my grip. They were nowhere near as solid as the muscles on Jamie's arm.

Jamie seemed amused by my little comparison. "Well, I'm a pretty small girl. I knew
going into it that I'd never be able to have muscles as big as someone like you. So I went
with quality over quantity." She lifted her arm from the ground and flexed her bicep. "I
may never be big, but you have to admit that I'm a lot stronger than I look."

Memories swirled, of Jamie picking me up out of the boat yesterday, of her carrying me
up to my bedroom like a baby, the mere thought of which sent my heart pumping a little
faster. "Well, I have to admit, it was mighty impressive, the way you pulled me up that
cliff there."

Her smile deepened. "You liked that did you?" She leaned closer, and dropped her voice
to a lower, more seductive level. "That was nothing. You might be a big guy, but I can
handle you easily."

I gulped nervously at her teasing, not the least bit because what she was saying was
turning me on. "Easily, huh."

She scooted a little closer, so her shorter arm could reach mine. Her fingers gently traced
along my arm, sending a chill down my spine. "Would you like me to lift you? I could do
it, any way you’d like. I know how much you’d love it."

My heart was pounding in my chest. I couldn’t believe it! Was one of my oldest fantasies
was about to come true? Could she really have become strong enough to be my fantasy
girl? "Uh... okay."

Probably not the excited response she was looking for, but she seemed pleased
nonetheless. She rolled over onto my lap, gave me a huge smile, and then slowly pulled
her tank top up over her head, baring a light pink sports bra that mashed her gigantic
breasts together. She took a deep breath, inflating her chest to it’s fullest for my benefit,
before laying her shirt gently down on the blanket beside us. She stood up, looming over
me. I could barely see her face past her bulging chest.

She squatted down, bringing her face right in front of mine. "You just sit there, relax and
let me take care of everything." She slipped one arm under my legs, the other behind my
back, and then stood up, pulling my body right up off the ground.

I was once more treated to the sensation of being held in the arms of this beautiful young
woman. I did nothing to hide my excitement, instead, reveling in the sensation that I’d
longed for my whole life. "You like this, don't you? I know you’ve been dreaming about
this for as long as you can remember. Did you ever think a girl my size would be able to
handle a big boy like you? Well this is nothing. My body is capable of so much more."

I felt my body begin to lower down toward the ground, and for a second, I thought she
was going to drop me. But before I fell, she reversed the lift. Slowly and steadily, I felt
my body raise higher and higher, until I was mashed up against her chest.

"Holy shit!" I heard myself say. She curled me! How the hell did she do that? I weigh
245lbs for crying out loud, this was impossible!

"You like that, huh." She said in a voice that sounded casual, like she was cuddling a
teddy bear in her hands instead of supporting the weight of a much bigger grown man. "I
could do that again, for more reps than you could imagine, but I know what you really
want." I felt my body shift in her arms. She rolled my body over until I was facing down.
Then she moved her hands beneath me, establishing the proper grip.

No way! Was it possible that she was actually setting up for the lift I thought she was
going to try! There was just no way! No girl her size could lift a guy my size like that, it
was simply impossible!

My body was trembling; disbelief warring with anticipation over what I was sure to
come. Then suddenly, I felt my body start to move. My heart was pounding, sweat 
dripped off my brow as I felt my body slowly being lifted higher and higher. I watched in
rapt fascination as the ground kept sliding away under me. And then I stopped.

I looked down, and there beneath me, way beneath me, was Jamie’s smiling face. I could
see her arms stretch up high from her shoulders and could feel the pressure from her
hands on my chest and crotch. My heart was pounding; my cock was becoming engorged
as blood rushed from the rest of my body in reaction to the most incredible sensation. She
had lifted me up over her head! And it didn’t even seem that hard for her!

"I don't believe it. This is impossible!" I barely had the wherewithal to speak, but
somehow my amazement was finding a voice.

Jamie giggled as she lowered my body back down to her chest. Then, with casual ease,
she pressed me back up over her head. "You mean impossibly easy." She pressed me a
third time. "I don't think you appreciate just how effortless this is for me." The forth press
was just as effortless as the first three. "Maybe it's time to give you a little taste of what
this body is capable of." Not a bit of quiver in her voice as I was pressed for a fifth time.

Down and up, down and up my body went over, and over, and over. Every single lift was
performed with effortless ease. 10 reps, 12reps, 15reps! She just kept going endlessly,
with no sign of slowing down.

"You love this don't you?" She lowered and raised me for a 17th time. "I can feel how
turned on you are. Every time I press you over my head," 18, "I can feel your big cock,"
19, "throbbing in my hand." 20 reps!

"Is-isn’t this... uh, you know, getting hard for you?" I tried to control my libido, but the
amazing sensation of her pressing me over her head for the 21st time was more than I
could handle. Again my cock uncontrollably pulsed in arousal. She giggled below me.

She lowered and lifted me for the 24th time! "Paul, this is so easy for me." 25! “I can
keep doing this all day long.” 26! "How many reps would you like to see me do?” 27!
“30, 40, 50!" She said it all so calmly as she completed her 28th rep!

I nearly sputtered at the thought. "50 reps!"

She giggled at my reaction. "50 it is. Wow, that sure seems like a lot, doesn't it?" She said
teasingly as she completed her 30th overhead press with my body weight!

It might have seemed like a lot to me, but it clearly wasn't for her. Over and over she
pressed my body, passing 35, 40, and 45 reps with ridiculous ease. Inevitably, she
reached her 50th rep with the same ease that she did the first one. "There, 50. Not bad for
a little girl, huh."

[Idylls]

Thank you for such a well written story. Really liked the detailed descriptions and I do prefer stories from the guys perspective. Also the story has stakes. I love that it is about appreciation, something that is lacking in this cruel world. Hope to see more stories from you.

Also ultimately it's all thanks to you that I found again the most soul wrenching story I've read on the genre

[wowser1016]

I really really love this story!

[gunshow98]

this story just keeps getting better!

[Salocin27]

Whaouw !!!! this story is great. I really enjoy the details, the feelings... and what a girl...!

[spoonmaster]

Thank you all for the kind words.  Glad you’re enjoying it.  Here’s some more!




Wednesday (part 2)


My mind was swimming, I could barely think. In a million years, I never believed I
would find a woman who could lift me like that once. Jamie's strength was so far beyond
what I could have ever expected. "My god, Jamie. You're damned near super-human.
How the hell can you be doing this?"

She was grinning ear to ear. "Sweetie, I'm just getting started." She lowered me down to
her chest and rolled my body over until her arms were once more under my legs and butt.
When she finally got set, she could hardly keep the excitement from her voice. "While I
got you up there, I might as well do a little workout with you. You don’t mind, do you?" I
felt my body lower down to her waist, then she curled me back up to her chest. How the
hell was she doing this!

"Oh, my god!"

She giggled in delight. “Don’t you mean goddess?” She asked casually as she continued
to curl my huge body without the least sign of struggle. Hell, she was having the time of
her life.

So was I! Not only was I treated to the continued sensation of being curled by this
incredible woman, but every time she reached the top of her lift, my cock was smashed
into her amazingly voluptuous chest. Then she’d wiggle me around a bit, rubbing my
cock against her breasts, before lowering me back down to her waist.

I couldn't speak. I didn't need to. The amazing sensation of being lifted so effortlessly, the
feel of my cock pressing into her breasts at the top of every lift, the sexy way she was
teasing me as she lifted, and the shear magnitude of her incredible strength was all more
than I could handle. As she reached her 50th curl, I could handle it no more. I exploded
all over my shorts, an event not lost on Jamie.

In fact, she seemed delighted, excited even. "Well, well, well. I guess you really do like
being lifted."

I thought she'd be done, now that I messed myself, but Jamie was just getting started.
“That’s biceps and shoulders; let’s see what else we can do.”

Still holding me up against her chest, she sauntered over to a small group of rocks. She
slipped the tips of her feet under one of the rocks, took a second to make sure her feet
were properly anchored, and then sat down on another rock barely big enough to fit her
tight little tushy. She sat there for a second, making herself comfortable, and then leaned
back. She kept leaning back until her body was perfectly parallel with the ground, her
back hanging over the edge of the rock, with my bodyweight lying across her chest! My
god, she was going to break her back!

Jamie didn’t seem to mind in the least, though. She held the pose for several seconds, her
body as rock steady as if I was lying on a park bench. Then she did a sit-up, bringing my
weight with her. My jaw dropped at this newest display of unfathomable power. Again,
she performed 50 reps, each one seemingly effortless to her.

After her 50th rep, she once more lowered her body so she lay parallel to the ground.
This time she held the pose while she once more adjusted her grip on me. Then I felt my
body rise once more into the air as she performed a perfect bench press with my body
weight. Again, she pressed my body over and over until she reached a full set of 50, the
whole while keeping her body straight as a board. It had to be murder on her abs, but she
showed no sign of discomfort.

After her 50 benches, she bent her arms at the elbow, lowering me down toward her head,
before thrusting me back into the air. She performed an amazing 50 reps of these tricep
extensions. Finally she got back to her feet, still cradling me in her arms. The lightest
sheen of sweat was the only sign she had done anything the least bit strenuous at all,
despite the hundreds of reps she just did.

She looked at me with a smile of triumph. I'm not sure whether it was pride in her
accomplishment, or the fact that I had a raging hard on that threatened to tear through my
shorts. "Mmmmm, I see you liked that very, very, very much."

That was the understatement of the century. Gone was any concern about our prior
relationship. It was replaced by total unbridled lust. Her power was unbelievable. Never
in my life did I think I'd experience such strength. And experiencing such strength first
hand far exceeded my most intense desires. I was so overcome with emotion, I could
barely think straight. "Uh... yeah... that was... uh... I just... I mean... I don't...."

Jaime giggled and set me down on my feet. "Aw, poor thing. You're so hard you can
hardly think straight. Here, let Jamie help." And with that, she reached down to my pants
and started undoing my belt.

My hands shot down by reflex to stop her, but it was like trying to stop a hydraulic press.
I grabbed her one wrist with both of my hands but it didn't slow her down in the least. In
moments my belt dropped to the ground beside us.

She looked up at me with a wicked grin. "You silly, you're supposed to be enjoying this."
With a slight flick of her wrist, she broke out of my grip, and before I could even think to
react she had both of my wrists in her grasp.

I tried with all my might to dislodge my arms from her grip, but it was useless. It was like
they were encased in cement. Her effortless power over me was making me more aroused
by the second.

She giggled with glee as she forced my hands behind my back. I wasn't able to offer any
more resistance than a child. Once behind my back, she grabbed my two thumbs with a
single hand and let go with the other. I strained against her with all of my might, but I had
no more luck with one hand than I had with two.

"There." She made a satisfied sound. "Now, where were we?" With her free hand, she
reached back down to my shorts. A quick, dexterous maneuver had my button undone.
Then my pants were down around my ankles and my cock sprung through the front
opening of my boxers.

"Wow!" She said in genuine amazement. "You’re such a big boy. Tehehe."

I was about to shout out a protest, but then she let go of my thumbs, grabbed the bottom
of her tank top and pulled it up over her head. Her bra was the next to go, and I found
myself staring at Jamie’s incredible bare breasts. My god, they were simply perfect.

She didn’t give me much time to ogle. She put her hands on my waist and I was once
more treated to the sensation of being lifted off the ground, but this time there was an
added bonus. She let my cock slide up the smooth contours of her six-pack abs, and then
plunged me straight into her amazing cleavage. Holy shit! I loved being lifted! I loved big
tits! The two sensations together made my cock as hard as it’s ever been. Being titty-
fucked while being held in the air by this super-strong girl was absolutely unbelievable.

I would have exploded in seconds if I hadn't cum so recently. As it was, I barely lasted
longer than a minute before my body was wracked by a spasm so violent I’m surprised I
didn’t pop out of Jamie’s grip. A geyser of cum rocketed out from my cock like it was
shot from a gun as I experienced the most intense orgasm of my life.

Jamie held me tight, my feet still dangling off of the ground, until the spasm subsided.
"There, that wasn't so terrible, was it?" She lowered me to the ground, pulled my head
down and smothered me with a long, sensual kiss. "And you know, that was just one of
the ways I know how to take care of that big old cock of yours," she said as she pulled
her tongue from my mouth. "Before the day is done, I’ll make sure you experience some
of the others."

I found her teasing so sexy; my cock actually pulsed as she spoke to me. "My god, Jamie,
uh... I mean, my goddess."

She giggled at me.

She sat down on a rock, and watched me with an amused expression as I pulled my
clothes back on. My mind was racing, trying to assimilate the emotions felt. There was no
doubt I had never been as turned on as I was right now. I don't know how Jamie got so
strong, but the fact that she fulfilled a fantasy I never thought to experience, sent me into
a state of bliss I’d never been in. Not only that, but none of the women I had dated were
anywhere near as openly sexual as she was. The way she took charge and had her way
with me with confidence and authority, no woman had ever acted that way around me
before. Truth be told, I really liked it.

"What are you thinking?" She asked.

I looked at her; slightly surprised she couldn't read my thoughts. "I'm thinking... look, I've
never met a girl like you before, hell, I've never even dreamed of meeting a girl like you
before. The things you can do, and my god, your strength. Jame, this whole week seems
like a dream."

She walked up to me, wrapped her arms lightly around my waist, and buried her head in
my chest. "But it's a good dream, isn't it?"

I reached down and ran my hand through her hair. Her locks were like tiny little strands
of silk. "The best dream I've ever had." I couldn't deny it. It was the simple truth.

She pulled away from me. She looked so pleased, so happy, so full of love. "It's just
getting started. Your wildest fantasies are going to look like nursery rhymes compared to
what I'm going to do to you."

After what she just did, I didn't have much trouble believing her.

"Now, let's go back to the house. We got a big night ahead of us.”

We cleaned up our picnic site and made our way back down the side of the cliff. Jamie
wrapped the rope around my chest and slowly lowered me back down. I enjoyed the ride
immensely. Then she repeated in reverse her ascent of the cliff, swinging from one hand-
hold to another like a monkey. Once we got to the bottom of the cliff, she wrapped an
arm around me and pulled me up off my feet until I was sitting on her hip. She sauntered
casually down the trail, carrying me without any sign of strain the entire way back to the
jeep. I'm not sure, but I think we made better time on the way back than we did on the
way out.

She kept her hand on my thigh the whole ride back, like she was afraid to loose contact
with me for one second. When we got back to our place, she vaulted out of the top of the
jeep to land right outside the driver’s side door, which she opened, reached in, and
scooped me out of the car into her arms before carrying me into the house.

"You know, I can walk myself." I commented in a wry tone.

"I know, but I thought you'd like this more. I could do this for the rest of the week you
know. Would you like that, for me to carry you everywhere we went? Your feet would
never have to touch the ground again. I can do that; easily." God, she was turning me on
again, and she knew it.

Contrary to her teasing, she set me down on the couch once we got inside and plopped
down next to me. "So, what's next?" I asked her. "You gonna run faster than a speeding
bullet and leap over buildings with a single bound?"

"No, not yet. We're still here for three days. I can't show you everything today. If I did, I
wouldn't be able to blow your mind tomorrow. And I want to make sure you get all kinds
of blown this week."

My jaw dropped. Jamie giggled. She was really beginning to enjoy the effect she was
having on me.

“All right, time to get ready.”

“Ready for what?”

“Tonight, we’re going out. So dress in something fancy.”

I had packed a nice outfit to go out in just in case. So I went to my room, showered and
changed. Then went back to the main house and waited for Jamie to get ready. It didn’t
take long.

“You ready to go, stud?” I heard from the door. I turned around and was about to say
something, when the words died on my mouth. Jamie was standing in the doorway in a
white dress that clung tightly to her body where it covered it at all. The dress was so
short, barely covered her butt, leaving all her tanned thighs bare. The dress was so low
cut that the neckline fell almost to her navel, her huge tits spilling out of the middle in an
ocean of delectable cleavage. A small strap tied around her neck bared her shoulders and
arms, and showed nothing but skin all the way down to the small of her back. She wore a
pair of matching heels, adding a couple inches to her modest height and leaving her
thighs and calves in a permanent state of flex. I had never seen a woman look so beautiful
in my life.

“Wow, you look amazing.”

She had the good grace to blush. “Thanks. You don’t look too shabby yourself.” She held
out her hand. “Lets go.”

We walked hand and hand up to the driveway. I went to the passenger side of the jeep to
open the door for her, but she just shook her head.

“I think the jeep is a little too casual for tonight.” She reached in her purse and pulled out
a key fob. She pressed the button, and one of the garage doors opened up behind her. It
revealed a beautiful cherry red sports car. My jaw dropped as I noticed the yellow shield
on the front of the car. On the shield was the image of a horse rearing on its hind legs.

“Oh, my god!” I said in shock. “Is that a Ferrari?”

Jamie walked up behind me. “Chigga chigga.”

I walked slowly up to the car. I reached out to touch it, but was afraid of letting my
fingers mar the surface. It was incredible, a work of art. I looked at Jamie with wide eyes.
“You’re going to let me drive a Ferrari!”

“Whoa, not so fast, sweetie. This is a 1961 Ferrari GT California. There were only 100
made and it’s worth millions. You’re going to have to spend some time learning how to
drive this thing before I’ll let you behind the wheel. So I’m afraid that tonight, I’m
driving.”

I was a little let down, until Jamie said how much the thing cost. How the hell did she get
it if it cost so much? Hell, after all I’ve seen so far this week, I’m not sure anything
would surprise me.

I gently let myself into the passenger seat as Jamie let the Ferrari roar to life. Far from the
cautious apprehension she showed earlier, once out of the driveway, she let it out and
sped the car down the street so fast I found my heart pounding in my chest as I braced for
the worst. I needn’t have worried; Jamie weaved in and out of traffic with the skill of a
NASCAR driver. I suppose I shouldn’t have been surprised.

We stopped for dinner at La Mer in the Halekulani Hotel. It was the nicest restaurant I’d
ever been in. The prices were insane, but the food was excellent. I couldn’t pronounce a
damn thing on the menu, so Jamie ordered for us. Our waiter didn’t mind. It gave him an
excuse to stare at Jamie longer. He made her repeat our order three times as he stole
glances at her incredible cleavage whenever he thought she wasn’t looking. She knew he
was looking, but didn’t care. You didn’t wear a dress like that if you didn’t want to get
stared at.

For dinner we had lobster tail cooked in butter with baby vegetables and essence of
lobster. It was served with a fantastic Pouilly-Fuissé recommended by our waiter.

After dinner, it was on to a place called Zanzabar, a nightclub with pulse pounding music
and expensive décor. I wasn’t much of a dancer. I have a big body that is mostly devoid
of grace. Jamie on the other hand, seemed born to it. The second we walked in the door,
she had the attention of everyone in the place. People went from catching occasional
glances to down right staring. It was hard not to, she looked simply incredible, twice as
pretty as the next prettiest girl in the place. And damn, could she move.

Her body flowed to the music with incredible grace and sensuality. She knew every
dance imaginable and was able to guide me easily along to all but the most difficult.
When the music got soft, she slid in close to me and let her body slide up and down mine
to the music. She was simply incredible.

We were having such a great time, I was a little surprised that we left before one. I was
even more surprised when we didn’t head in the direction of our house, and was the most
surprised when we pulled up to a trashy, rundown building on the outskirts of town. I
looked doubtfully at the place. It didn’t have a name, but a picture of a pool table on an
unlit sign out front.

I looked over at Jamie. “What are we doing here?”

She looked at me with a sly grin on her face. “I feel like showing off.”

“You’ve been showing off all night. Or did you not notice the trail of drooling mouths
you’ve left in your wake.”

She gave me a shit-eating grin that told me that was the exact reaction she was going for.
“This is a different kind of showing off. The kind I think you’ll like even better. Now,
here’s what we’re going to do. You go in, get a drink, and sit down. There’s a darkly-lit
booth in the corner of the place that will be perfect. I’ll come in a few minutes later and
see if I can’t have a little fun. Now, when I come in, you can’t acknowledge me or talk to
me, or approach me in any way, got it?”

“Then what am I supposed to do?”

“You just sit back and enjoy the show. Now Paul, you have to promise me, whatever
happens, you won’t interfere. I assure you, I’ll have everything under control. Do you
promise?”

I felt a little apprehensive about making that deal. I’ve spent a lifetime protecting Jamie.
It was against my nature to let her come to any harm. Still, after what I’d seen, I wasn’t
so sure that she wasn’t the one that should be protecting me. I promised to stay low key
and made my way into the bar.

[gunshow98]

Loved the clifftop workout! Thanks Spoonmaster!

[snaggle321]

I really hope this is continued soon.

[phil123]

Only some days left and I already hope for a second week.

[gunshow98]

cant wait for the next chapter! 

[sgsg69]

Amazing chapter, can't wait for more! Probably the best written story here, KARMA++++++++++++++++ to you. Sitting here on the edge of my seat to see how his mind is going to get blown next!

[joecool77]

Hope you continue this amazing story

[toro]

Bump for a great story

[potatocarrot]

Thoroughly enjoying this and can't wait to see where it goes! Keep up the exceptional work! I love how it is not rushed, a nice steady pace and she chooses when to show her strength, doesn't just get it all out there! Seriously great!