Author: [Ranger1] Lifes Changes | #WIP

[JangoFitt5]

It's an incredible story. Where can I find the author's other stories and the author? Does anyone knows?

[JangoFitt5]

I was very curious to see what happened next in this story. I wish there was a way to contact the author. Maybe someone here knows them and can reach them. 

[Ranger1]

16-12-3

Robbie

Such an exhausting workout, but well worth it.  I check myself out in the mirror while my new friend towels my back.  I just love what I see.  Gone are the days of being a scrawny nerd.  Without a doubt, I’m the hottest muscle stud in the gym.  The man with the muscles to die for!  I look past myself to the little girly-boy attending to me.  He’s worse than a dog in heat, craving my body with uncontrollable obsession and desire.  And it’s so obvious he is lusting for my cock.  I study him closely for a moment, confirming that he’s indeed a real cutie.   He could pass as a girl, he’s so feminine and pretty.   I think I’m going to give him a try …  I’m in the mood for this hot little worshipper …

[JangoFitt5]

Oh my god! That's one of the most exciting pieces of news I've received lately, man! I'm so glad you're back. 

Really missed this story so much!   It's like a miracle. I thought no one would ever continue it after this long time  .  It's truly amazing that you're back after such a long time!

[Ranger1]

16-12-4

Keith

As I finish toweling Robbie’s back, I can’t help from blabbering again, my infatuation and lust spilling completely out of control.  “You have the most beautiful and sexiest muscles that I have ever seen, Rob.”   “Are you a professional bodybuilder?”  “I don’t think anyone in the world could come close to matching you!”  Robbie turns back at me smiling confidently.  “I’m thinking about competing, and your right.   Nobody can match me.”    He hands me his sweaty muscle shirt.   “Can you hold this for me please Keithy, along with my towels.”  “I’m going to hit a few poses and give this place a real show.”   “Do you mind if I call you Keithy?”  “N-no” I stutter. “Good” he replies, “You’re as petite and pretty as a girl ...  a real cutie.”  I blush and giggle like a girl, while moving his sweat drenched shirt up to my face to deeply inhale his intoxicating aroma.

Robbie turns back to face the mirror and proceeds to strike a double biceps pose, so very slowly and so incredibly sensual.  Like in slow motion, he gradually moves his arms from their relaxed state into the classic bodybuilding pose.   I can see in the mirror that several gym members have turned this way and are glued to the spectacle.  Some have moved closer for a better view.  Robbie can see them too, and seems to enjoy luring them all in, like metal to a magnet.   He knows he has commanded the attention of the entire room.  He then begins to really tighten the pose, and my god do those gorgeous muscles expand.  Robbie’s forearms, biceps and delts erupt into God-like muscularity and vascularity.  Shredded and ultra defined muscles that are beyond belief, with expansion and peaks that are just not human.   Even in my hypnotic aroused state, I can hear the gasps from around the gym.  He is the center of attention and rightfully so.  The most spectacular and erotic muscles on the face of the earth!

“C-can I feel please feel S-sir” I plead.   “Go ahead Keithy, and tell me how they feel “O-oh my God Sir … oh my God …   I must have repeated myself a dozen times in my girlish voice as I rub my hands along his delts and biceps, pressing and feeling the impossibly defined striations, ridges and peaks.  “Your arms are like steel Sir, the hardest muscles I have ever felt.”   “So much muscle … so big and hard … and your veins are so beautiful Sir, so sexy…  so many sexy veins Sir,” “You’re so beautiful Sir ….”   Robbie repositions his arms forward in front of his chest and begins to seductively flex his wondrous pectorals.    I savor the ultimate in masculine beauty for a moment, admiring his reflection in the mirror, as his meaty pec muscles bulge and ripple.  I gasp loudly along with the rest of the crowd.   But I don’t beg for permission this time.  I’m far too aroused and uncontrollably starved with desire.  I just instinctively, if not desperately, cup his perfect pecs with my hands …. “Mmmmmmm Sir” I moan in quiet ecstasy as I deeply massage his thick and ultra defined pec muscle.  “F-flex them harder Sir” I beg.   “Ooooookhh” I moan louder and erotically as his pecs expand, tighten, harden and ripple within my hands.    “Oh my God Sir.”  I begin kissing his back in reverence while my hands continue to massage his dense mounds of shredded pec muscle.  Robbie slowly breaks his pose and turns around to face me.   I instinctively drop to my knees, kneeling as I should to my Muscle God.  He looks past me and waves to the bystanders and gives them a quick and final biceps flex, which is met with loud cheers and applause.  He then looks down at me with a smile that melts my heart.  “I’m going to shower now Keithy, would you care to join me?”


16-13-1

Jen

It’s a beautiful day and I lie back on my lounge chair to enjoy the sun.  I text a message to Pam that the house and the gate are open.  She can put the food in the fridge and meet me back at the pool.  A few minutes later a text comes back from Pam.  I’m on my way but running an hour or so early.  Is that ok?   That’s perfect!  I text.   You can spend some time with me at the pool before preparing dinner.

[Ranger1]

16-13-2

Pam

I arrive at Jen’s house, more excited and nervous than a schoolgirl on her first date.  I remind myself again that I’m the hottest muscle babe around and that Jen is going to love me.  Nevertheless, I can’t stop trembling regardless of how hard I try to control myself.  God, I’ve never been in love like this! 
 
I’m close to an hour and half early but Jen said it was fine and I’m ecstatic.  The more time with Jen with the better!  I grab my bag of groceries and head straight into the house to get everything in the fridge as Jen directed.  Upon entering the home, I spotted a picture.  Shit, it looks like Keith before he became so puny and feminine.  Fuck … this can’t possibly be!  I start looking around in a couple of rooms and see another picture and I’m sure now.  It’s Keith!  What if Jen knows!  What if Keith confessed?  Now I’m flustered and in near panic, but I make my way to kitchen and take care of the food.  I need to settle down and keep my composure.  I’m the top executive running a company, with an entire workforce in awe of me and at my command.  I’m also the hot muscle babe that turns heads and has dozens of men and women lusting for me.  I check myself out from my 5” stilettos, to my beautifully sculpted legs, up to my gorgeous breasts.  I flex my arms and see them bulge and take their shape dominating and straining my sweater to its limits.  I’m beautiful!   I get my confidence back up and make my way to the pool hoping for the best.

[Ranger1]

16-13-3

Jen

I turn my head around from my lounge chair as I hear the gate open.  It’s Pam!  She looks unbelievably hot and sexy!   She has surely dressed for the occasion.  Her dress is drop-dead gorgeous and the fabric clings to her sculpted body perfectly.  And such a wonderfully scant dress as well, revealing nearly her entire thighs, her pectorals and most of her breasts.   She’s been careful to remain compliant with my direction to cover her arms, but she has done that seductively as well.  Her sweater is so paper thin and stretched so tight that it’s nearly translucent, taking the form of her ripped biceps and triceps that are straining through it.   I can’t help but marvel at her radiant beauty as she walks toward me.  I feel my clit responding in arousal, growing, hardening and stretching out my bikini pouch.  “Welcome Pam!”, I greet her warmly with my deep and dominating voice.  “I’m so happy that you arrived early.”   “I love your dress.  You look lovely!” 


16-13-4

Pam

I gaze in awe as Jen gets up from her lounge chair.  She’s enormous!  Even in my 5-inch stiletto heels, she towers over me by at least three inches.  In her bare feet!   Her face is just so beautiful yet so powerfully handsome in stature.  Her shorter cropped brown hair accentuates her facial features perfectly.  Her new hair style presents a more manly look, but I love it.  It’s super sexy.
   
Her huge bulging traps and her boulder sized deltoids put the best heavy-weight bodybuilders to shame.  And her chest!  Jen is dressed bare chested like a cocky male bodybuilder!  As I stare at her chest she responds by flexing and rippling her pectoral muscles, and my god what a show.  Inches of thick dense plated muscle, yet ultra lean and perfectly defined.  The deep crevice in the center and all the edges of each pectoral is crisply defined as if etched by a laser.  The muscle thickness is insane, as are the dozens of striations and such amazing leanness.   Jen continues to flex as my eyes remain glued to the movements and shape shifting of her shredded pectorals.  She is no doubt seducing and captivating me, and it’s working like a charm as my arousal surges.  My pulse rises and I moan softly in excitement as thick veins emerge from her deltoids and snake across her beefy pectorals.  It’s a sight to behold as the powerful veins further adorn the beautiful cuts and the endless striations that mark her glorious pectorals. 

After a moment of driving me into an intense lust of her chest, her flexing deliberately leads me to down to her 8-pack of cobble-stoned abdominals.  Jen flexes her abs hard, causing every muscle fiber within her abs and obliques to be visible, and numerous raised veins to emerge.  My eyes follow, as if they are slaved to her movements.  And then I suddenly gasped loudly in shock and awe.  She’s wearing the skimpiest imaginable men’s thong designed for those god-like muscle studs blessed with a colossal penis!  There is nothing to it other than a couple of spaghetti straps, and a form fitting pouch specially shaped and molded for holding a penis and balls.  The soft yellow color of the fabric perfectly complementing her beautifully bronze tanned skin.   And Jen is not just snugly filling the teardrop pouch; her enormous clitoris is powerfully bulging, stretching and straining the fabric as well!  The penis shaped pouch extends 45 degrees down from her body, like a fully erect cock.  The size of her clit is just blowing my mind and dominating my emotions.  She’s huge!  Long and thick, she’s better endowed than any man that I have ever met!  She is stunning!  Beautiful and sexy, yet commanding and masculine.  Jen is a Muscle-God beyond compare!   Another gasp escapes me as my knees shake and my fingers tremble in lust and deep desire.  I can feel my heartbeat thumping wildly, racing with speed and intensity.  I feel my pussy dampening and reacting in sensual desire.  I want this super-woman badly and will do anything to win her over.  I look up at Jen to contact her eye to eye.  With my sexiest smile I respond to her greeting.  “Thank you again for the invite Jen.”  “Your bikini is stunning and I just love it.”  “And you look lovely too!”

[JangoFitt5]

Ah YES! So good to see Jen and Pam in action again. Anyway, to maintain continuity, I dont wanna make comment all the time, but need to say that it's great! 

[PleaseForgiveMe]

Wow, return of the King! Awesome update.

[Ranger1]

16-13-5

Jen

I step towards Pam and embrace her in a powerful hug, lifting her slightly off the ground, grasping her firmly and snugly against my body.  My big muscular arms surround, raise and secure her midsection while our muscular chests and abs press tightly and sensually against each other.  Pam reaches up with her arms and wraps them snugly around my neck, further tightening our sensual embrace.  I feel her soft breasts compress against my rock-hard bare chest, and I smell her sweet fragrance as our faces approach an intimate touch.  The strength and closeness of our binding is heavenly.  I can hear Pam softly moan, basking in delight of our affectionate entanglement, just as much as I am.  I kiss her on the cheek and welcome her again to my home.  “I’m so happy that we can spend some time together Pam.”  I feel her return a few soft kisses to my neck and cheek and listen to her lovingly as she tenderly replies.  “I’m so happy to be here with you Jen.” There is no place I’d rather be.”   We continue to savor our hug for another moment, silently and passionately in our warm embrace.  Both of us are reluctant to separate.  Finally, I break the silence and loosen the hold.   “Would you like to join me for a dip in the pool Pam?  The pool is heated, and the water is nice and warm.”  Pam hesitates, looking up at me apprehensively, seeking approval. “Can I reveal my arms in the pool please Jen?”  I reply to her in an authoritative yet deeply seductive voice.  “I’d love you to reveal your entire body Pam.”

[Ranger1]

16-13-6

Pam

The pool was so relaxing and refreshing.  I had not swum in the nude in years.  It felt so free and I felt so beautiful and sexy.  My bruises had faded to where they were unrecognizable.  While we both took time to swim some laps for a brisk exercise, we also spent many precious minutes on nice relaxing girl talk and got to know each other a little more.  Jen seemed genuinely interested in my role as top executive of my company, and I was intrigued with Jen’s rapid success with managing her gym and growing her personal training business.  I felt like we were naturally bonding into a close relationship, both mentally and physically.  As we engaged in our chit chat, we gravitated so near to each other that we were often touching.  It was becoming increasingly comfortable and mutually desirable to be close to one another and to feel each other’s touch.

While the pool water was wonderfully warm, it was a bit chilly once we got out and back onto the patio.  Fortunately, Jen had some extra-large towels and lush robes to dry off with.  I felt divine. My mind drifted and wandered momentarily as I savored my joyful bliss.  And then I heard Jen’s deep, rich sexy voice, bringing me back to focus.

“Pam, would you be a darling and please help me apply my sun lotion?  I’d like to continue to sunbathe while you get dinner prepared.  I am feeling so relaxed and I’m just completely savoring this beautiful sunny day!”   Jen’s request was like a dream come true to me.  It not only gives me the chance to adore and massage her phenomenal muscles, but I get to do so in the nude!  I look over at Jen, observing and admiring her mammoth size and amazing physique.  She towers over me now by nearly a foot, with us both standing barefoot.  She has removed her robe, and her awe-inspiring Muscle-God body is facing directly at me, fully exposed and glistening in the bright sun.  My mind swirls in reverence of her ever-powerful presence:  the incredible width of her shoulders and lats …  the dramatic hourglass tapering down to her narrow waist ...  the sheer thickness of her iron plated chest facing directly at me, fully exposed and glistening in the bright sun.… the enormity of her muscle-bound arms and legs … I respond a bit too excitedly.  “I’d love to Jen.  Would you like a relaxing massage as well?” 

[Ranger1]

16-13-7

Jen

I picked out one of my heavy-duty patio loungers with thick cushioning and positioned it flat.  Then I lay myself down, stretched out on my stomach, giving Pam her cue to begin.  I notice she has chosen to administer to me in the nude.  I am thrilled with her choice, anxiously anticipating an intimate and delightful experience.  I feel her begin at my neck, first applying the lotion and then massaging gently and effectively around the back and sides of my neck.  I close my eyes and relax.  She stops for a few seconds, and then I feel her muscular thighs straddling my hips.  Pam repositions herself on top of me as she moves to lotion to my traps and my delts.  I feel her body leaning closer to me, her soft breasts and hard nipples lightly gliding along my back.  Her crotch and clit pressed snug against my lower back.   Mmmmm ….  I love this!  Again, she applies the lotion first and then begins to massage.  It’s a much deeper massage now, kneading powerfully into my thick dense muscles.  Pam is well trained and her arms and hands are super strong.  She can really work the muscle tissue. This feels divine!  I flex my traps and shoulders for her multiple times so that my muscles pump up and explode.  She adeptly changes her massage pattern in response such that she worships me as I flex and massages me as I relax.  The sensations are fabulous as Pam expertly alternates between softly worshiping my muscles, tracing and caressing the bulges, crevices, cuts and veins, and then back to applying her strong deep massaging.  I hear her breathing heavier as her face moves closer to my body.  Her breath is hot and her excitement is sexy.  Her breasts and hard abs are brushing more of my back now, adding to the intimacy of the experience.  This is the best massage I’ve ever had.  I moan ever so softly, and ever so lovingly while deeply enjoying the experience.

Pam scoots herself a little further back as she positions to lotion my back and arms.  I feel her powerful thighs straddling me again, and her wet pussy pressing hard against my muscle butt.  I feel her clit rubbing against my butt as well.  It feels long and hard.  I estimate that it must be two inches long and the thickness of my index finger.  It’s no surprise, I ponder to myself, as she must be on steroids to build such extreme muscularity.  Our pattern continues as I pump and flex, wherever she applies the lotion.  She continues with alternating between the muscle worship as I flex and her powerful deep massage as I relax.  First, it’s my wide lats and back, and then on to my triceps.  As I flex my triceps, I rotate my arms for better effect and show off my super thick and ultra defined horseshoe shaped muscle.  The vertical etching of the cuts are sharp crevices, and the dozens of horizontal cuts and striation are laser cut lines.  The explosion of muscle transformation from my arms is astonishing and a sight to behold.  I’m feeling more heat emitting from Pam’s body and more wetness at her pussy.  Her clit feels like it’s growing a little longer and is harder, as she intentionally penetrates tenderly between the cheeks of my muscle butt.  Her breathing is deeper, faster and hotter.  She uses both hands to work each of my arms, taking them on one at a time.  Her muscle worship expands beyond just touching, to where she is now kissing, licking and sucking my glaring triceps muscles, as well as the countless cord like ridges and veins bulging along my rugged forearms.  Her soft breasts and hard nipples seductively caress my back as she leans into me with her mouth and tongue.  My eyes have been closed for quite some time now; I feel so relaxed and pampered, and so wonderfully content.  The combination of Pam’s sexy body, the heat she is radiating, and her expert massaging is incredibly arousing.  I can’t help from moaning more loudly and erotically, in ecstasy and delight.  My long deep husky moan fully confirming my approval and pleasure.

I feel quite disappointed as Pam stands up and repositions herself to attend to my muscle butt and legs.  I miss the warmth of her body and breath, the power of her thighs, the softness of her breasts and the hardness of her nipples.  And I must admit that I miss her hard clit penetrating me.  My eyes remain shut and my mind remains shut down in a dream-like state.  While lost in my distant trance, I can sense that Pam is now testing the power of my butt cheeks.  I can feel her asserting all her strength to see if my glute muscles have any softness or any yield to them.  I instinctively respond by tightening my gluteus muscles into a hard flex.  I can feel them respond, and I know Pam has no chance of success.  After minutes of exploring every inch or my butt cheeks, she gives up with no luck, finding nothing but rock hard and ultra lean glute muscles.  Our pattern continues in the same manner, with Pam applying lotion, worshiping and massaging, and with me flexing and relaxing in response.  As she worked her way down my legs, I learned that Pam has a soft spot for my enormous calves.  She lingered there longer than any other part of my body, and I could sense her intense attraction.  I made sure to flex extra hard for her, showing off my diamond shaped calves.  Not just diamond shaped but diamond hard as well, with the muscle bellies bulging out with enormous girth and clearly separated with deep cuts.  And so incredibly lean, the muscles are smothered with thick raised veins.  Similar to my arms, Pam took on my bulky calves one at a time with both hands.  She dramatically increased the use of her face, lips and tongue during worshipping and was frequently gasping and moaning softly in awe and passion.  God, she must be down on her knees on the hard patio to be doing this.  What a tough muscle babe she is!  And her arms and hands are just so strong.  I’ve never felt my body worked so well.  I was in heaven with Pam applying her deep hard massage into each individual muscle belly while alternating with sensual kissing, sucking and caressing.  And finally tracing, licking and kissing my sexy roadmap of thick snake-like veins adorning the muscles.   

As a final and totally unexpected treat, Pam massaged my feet.  A strong and comforting massage, as if she were a professional.  And with a few gentile kisses thrown in for good measure!  It felt glorious. Oh, how I hate for this to end.  I’m so tempted to roll over and ask Pam to please take care of the rest of my body.  But I know it’s already past time to get dinner started.  “Thanks Pam!”  My voice is deep and powerful, but clear in expressing my full contentment and gratitude.  “You are the best Pam!  That was the best massage I’ve ever had!”  “Can you get dinner started for us please, and maybe come back in a half hour to help me apply to my top side?  Can I beg of you to massage my top side as well?”


16-13-8

Pam

I’m proud of myself and feel super confident.  My idea of offering a massage was brilliant and my execution was flawless.  While a minor miracle, and indeed a close call, I had the discipline and control to avoid arousing myself into orgasm.  As dominant as Jen has been with me, I feel that I had her in the palm of my hands melting her like putty.  She was savoring my touch and my body, and I had her moaning in delight.  My powerful arms and hands gave her the massage of her lifetime.  And she was more receptive to my hard clit penetrating her ass, then I’d thought she’d be.  There is undoubtedly a feminine side to her after all.  She loves me and she desires me!  I’m sure of it!  I decided against putting my dress back on, opting instead to remain nude.  I threw the lush robe back on me and headed to the kitchen to get to work on preparing dinner.  Hopefully I can find an apron to stay clean.

[Ranger1]

16-14

Robbie

By sheer coincidence we both have lockers in the same section.  We stripped down at the same time preparing to shower.  We studied each other’s bodies for a moment, contemplating the possibilities of our path forward.  I’m amazed at how feminine and pretty his features are.  Even up close to him I can see no evidence of facial hair or body hair whatsoever.  His skin is completely smooth.  And his facial features are just so delicate and feminine.  He looks like a girl.  The only thing masculine about him is his cock.  And while it’s quite small, it has been raging hard, non-stop, for about an hour or so now.
 
I broke the silence, curious about his body size.  “How tall are you Keithy?”  He responds ever so meekly and in a voice that sounds even more girlish than earlier.  “I’m 5’5.” He replies softly with a high pitch.  “You’re so petite” I respond.  “How much do you weigh?”  He looks down, feeling embarrassed and apparently ashamed.  “128 pounds” he whispers sadly.  “Don’t feel so bad Keithy.”  I reply to him compassionately attempting to lift his spirit.  “I think you have a cute figure, and you’re nicely toned and very pretty.   I think you would look beautiful in more feminine styled clothes and longer hair” “Thank you, Rob, that’s so nice of you …  “I try to work out on a regular basis and build more muscle.”  “H-how big are you, Rob?”  “I’m 5’8 about 176 pounds.  And that’s without an ounce of fat”, I add proudly.  “And I’ve probably added another pound of pure muscle today!  You saw firsthand how extreme my muscles were growing!”  I flex my arm hard to illustrate, as we both watch my biceps bulge and expand to the shape of a mountain.  “Look at these split biceps peaks, Keithy, have you ever seen peaks this high and so beautifully sculpted and defined?” “Never Sir” he replies in reverence.  “Nothing even comes close.”  His hands move to touch me in a manner that appears automated and robotic in response to the seductiveness of my monumental biceps.  “And your muscles are the hardest I’ve ever felt, Sir”.

Our locker section remains empty and there is no one in sight.  I decided to give Keithy a quick demonstration of my superior strength as well.  I grasp him at his armpits, under his shoulders and I lift him straight up vertically over my head, like a military press.  Just an inch away from me, I can see that his crotch area and thighs are indeed devoid of hair.  His little cock is rock hard, and I can tell its throbbing in excitement.  I can see pre-cum dripping.  I lower him slowly and inspect his toned 4-pack abs followed by his nicely defined chest, close-up as well.  I can tell his heart is pounding and racing.  Again, Keithy is absent of any hair.  Not even a trace of peach fuzz.  His skin is perfectly smooth and marvelous in complexion. 

I continue slowly lowering him until we meet eye to eye.  His face paints the perfect picture of deep arousal, as he stares bug-eyed, mouth open and wet at the lips.  His breath is hot and heavy and he is practically panting.  Amazingly, his pretty face is devoid of any hair as well.  He must never need to shave anywhere, as there’s not even a hint of stubble.  “You’re really light and easy to handle Keithy”, my voice brimming in confidence but trying to not sound condescending.  “You’re really strong Sir,” he replies as his reverence continues.  His hands gravitate to my flaring triceps, his fingers tracing the chiseled contours and pressing into the steely muscle bellies. “Ooooohhh … so very strong Sir,” he moans.

I set him back down on his feet, securing him for a few seconds as he settles down from his shaking and trembling.  “Let’s get showered now Keithy.”  I’m directing him now, feeling totally in charge of our encounter.  “Meet me near the private dressing room section when you are done. There’s a room there we should be able to use.”

[Ranger1]

16-15-1

Pam

I got dinner partially cooked and organized to where I can let the food set while I give Jen her next massage.  It should only take 10 minutes after that to heat it up again and serve.  I’m satisfied that dinner will work out great, despite the interruption.

As I enter the pool area, Jen is lying on her stomach enjoying the sun.  Music is on and she doesn’t hear me approach.  I remind myself that I’m going to need to be really disciplined and keep this to a half hour in time.  I need to keep control of how often Jen is flexing, so I’m not getting lost in lengthy muscle worship.  And most of all, but while near impossible, I need to avoid arousing myself to orgasm.  Stay in control Pam, I silently remind myself.  Stay in control …  I removed my robe and walked next to Jen.   I gently caress her shoulder with my hand and speak to her softly.  “I’m ready for you Jen.  Can you lie on your back for me?

[Ranger1]

16-15-2

Pam

I position myself on top of Jen’s torso, with my butt against her micro bikini thong, pressing back against her clit.  The location is just so cozy and is perfect for massaging from her head down to her chest.  I begin by softly scratching and gently massaging Jen’s scalp and temples.  Sensual massaging to start things off and get her nice and relaxed.  “Relax for me Jen” I whisper ever so softly, leaning my body against her and bringing my face to her ear.  I brush her ear seductively with my lips.  I feel her shiver slightly and her body relax.   Her eyes are shut and she’s smiling in contentment.  She’s so beautiful.

I move to her big traps and bowling ball capped shoulders. There is so much muscle to work with here.  Her traps rise so far up her neck, and her shoulders are so thick and wide.  “Relax Jen” I whisper again as I apply lotion and proceed through a powerful deep massage.  “Flex for me now Jen” I order, minutes later, in a voice that’s a bit louder and a little more commanding.  My hands are pressed on her shoulders directing the area for her to flex.  Jen’s flex is hard and sustained.  I allow myself a minute to lusciously indulge, exploring the bulges with my hands, caressing the contours with my fingers and kissing, licking and sucking the wondrous muscles and veins.

Now it’s time for her mighty chest and I remind myself that I must remain especially disciplined and carefully track my time.  “Relax Jen” I purr, as I fondle her diamond hard nipples with my fingers.  I allow myself a minute to kiss and suck on each of her nipples.  A soft dreamy moan escapes her.  “Yes, enjoy it Jen … relax for me …” I reinforce her.   I applied the lotion and began my deep massage of her iron plated pectorals and wing-like laterals.  This is even harder work than her shoulders and traps.  Her pecs are just impossibly thick, dense and hard.  I am working my hands and fingers on her body with all my might.  It’s almost like trying to massage a marble statue!  I look at my arms in admiration.  My muscles are absolutely shredded; I’m working so hard!  And my vascularity is off the charts.  My veins have protruded and are surging everywhere.  I look awesome!  I finally complete this area of the massage and it’s time now for some precious worship. I stroke her nipples softly.  “Flex for me Jen”, my voice is bold now, in full command.  “Flex your pecs as hard as you can for me.”  I urge her on, and Jen responds with a spectacular display, flexing her pectorals together and then individually.  She uses her arms as well, to flex as hard as she can with full force.  She makes her pecs bulge, she makes them bounce and she makes the ripple.  Her thick slabs of muscle bulge beyond compare and are perfectly chiseled in definition.  She is cut to shreds.  I gasp loudly and just stare in awe for seconds at the most incredible display of muscularity that I have ever witnessed.  The middle cleavage and the lower edges of her pectorals must be at least three inches deep.  And her outside edges are even thicker.  And so perfectly lean, absent of any fat and without a trace of breast tissue.  She tightens and holds her pose, creating dozens of striations appearing across the bulging slabs of muscle.  The thick veins emerge next, surging with power and further enhancing the sheer beauty of the spectacle.  My hands and face are passionately immersed in her muscles while my crotch grinds away against her hard abs.  My initial gasping changes to erotic moans.  I’m hungry with primal desire.  I could stay here for an hour, sucking, feeling and caressing to my heart’s content.  Remarkably, I get it together and force myself to stop and proceed forward with my task at hand.

I’ve fallen behind schedule and need to make up some time.  I will have to sacrifice her arms.  I had massaged them nearly completely when I used both my hands from her back side earlier.  I apply the lotion and administer a short massage to each arm and then have her flex her pythons for me.   A classic double biceps flex.  Unfortunately, I can’t linger.  I just grasp her 22-inch guns, one at a time with both my hands to briefly experience her sheer girth and hardness.  I’ll have to settle for another time to do them justice.

I needed to scooch back further to next attend to her gorgeous abdominals and obliques.  I repositioned myself with my wet pussy snug and pressing forward against her sexy bikini pouch.   Our clits are in intimate contact.  Mmmmm … This is so hot!  Stay in control Pam, I remind myself for the one-hundredth time.  I continue along in my same pattern of massage and worship as I administer her mid-section.  Then I scooch backwards ever so slightly.  Just enough so that I have the space to get my hands around her pouch.  I move my hands to her bikini caressing all around her crotch area.  I hear Jen moan in response.   Her clit is erect and hard, generously filling the penis shaped pouch and driving it an upward slant, leaving a small gap between the stretched fabric and her base.  I take my index finger and thumb and encircle the exposed base of her clit.  Oh my God her shaft is so thick!  Since the area is exposed, it’s fair game for lotion.  I gently applied the lotion, slightly raising the pouch fabric to expose a little more of her bare shaft.   I can’t stop myself from further exploring.  I take my hand and firmly grip her pouch at the mid-point of the shaft of her clit.  The fabric is so thin and conforming that I can fully experience the shape and hardness of her clit.  Oh my God her shaft is longer than my grip.  I stroked it softly and glided my hand up toward the top to rub her head with my fingers.  Jen’s moans intensify.  For the first time in the session, she speaks.  “You can remove the pouch if you’d like Pam” Her deep voice is dreamy and permissive.  For the first time ever, Jen is not commanding me on how to worship her.  She is deferring to me.  Asking me.  I am thrilled with this change.  Oh, how badly I yearn to remove the pouch and bring her to orgasm.  Oh, how badly I desire for her to penetrate my wet pussy.  But my strict discipline prevails, and I reply to her candidly.  “Not yet Jen, I’m going to finish the massage”, my voice betraying a hint of disappointment. “But I hope and pray that I have a chance later.”  I applied a final tight squeeze around her shaft, re-confirming its amazing thickness and hardness.  Then I force myself to break away from her crotch area.  I decided to dismount Jen’s torso altogether and take on her colossal legs, one at a time from my knees.

I’ve changed my mind on my admiration of Jen’s legs.  When lying on her back, I favored her calves.  With her lying on her back, I now prefer her thighs.  I decide right then and there that I’ll devote most of the remaining time to her astonishing quadriceps.   “Relax Jen”, I whisper from my knees, as I prepare to take on her first leg. 

My choice of focus did not disappoint me.  When it came time for the flexing the experience was totally intoxicating.  All four of her quad heads were sharply defined and clearly separated. It looked like an anatomy chart. And so big!  Her muscles we so thick that I could run my entire fingertip through each of the deep crevice-like separations between the quad heads.  The hundreds of striations marking the muscles were nothing short of remarkable, beautifying them with God-like stature.  I adored feeling them and kissing with my lips.   And her vascularity was beyond extreme, dozens of thick raised veins from her crotch to her feet.  Many of them are worm sized but some are as thick as my baby finger.  Oh, how I worshipped her quads!

I looked at my watch, and it’s been over forty-five minutes already.  Time flies!  As disciplined as I’ve been, I ran about fifteen minutes longer than I had hoped to.  I softly touch and caress the sides of Jen’s gorgeous face as I stand above her.  “Hydrate yourself and rest a bit, Jen.”  I’m going to finish getting dinner ready now.  It should take me about 15 minutes.”  “Would you like to eat indoors or on the patio?”  “We should have at least another hour of sunlight remaining.”