Amazon stepmother, Mr. Roy daughter and my stepmother amazon friends

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Amazon stepmother, Mr. Roy daughter and my stepmother amazon friends by fan.fit@o2.pl

This is my first ever story. English is not my native language so there will be a lot of errors but I hope you understand, I used mainly google translator ...

part one, Stepmother becomes a strong woman

My name is Mike Thompson, I am 17, 170cm (5'7'') tall, im awfully slim, weighing almost 60kg. I go to High School. I am an ordinary normal boy dreaming of a pretty gorgeous girl. Unfortunately, I
don't have a girlfriend because of my preferences, I can't find them because the ones I like are tall and they don't want to date me, probably because I'm too short for them. Generally I am handsome because short girls smile at me but they do not turn me on ... A tall girl prefers to have an ugly but tall ogre than a handsome but frail and slim guy.

For two years I have been living only with my stepmother, my father left her two years ago when she beat him up. Strange thing. As far as I can remember, my father always didn't care, my stepmother had to be a man and a woman at home. He used to take care of me, but with a mean woman like my stepmother, he became indifferent to everything.When I was little, it seems to me that they were a normal marriage, my stepmother looked after the house and he went to work. My mother, who died in childbirth, was rise me by the babysitter my father married she. She always treated me like a son, but she was mean by nature. When I was little, my father went bankrupt and our family's standard of living became low, my father went to normal work, after work he did nothing but read the newspaper or watch TV. He has become indifferent.

From that time, his stepmother only screamed at him because of her poverty that he was nobody. She married him because he promised her an easy life, etc.  She could not come to terms with her new fate and blamed my father. After a few years, she insulted him regularly, including his physical feelings. That he was a short dwarf, an asshole often referred to him as a worm or a pipsqueak
(in fact he was very short, only 165 cm (5'5'') tall and thin as a stick). My stepmother was much taller than him, probably 175cm (5'9 ''), I never remember being slim, always so normal but not
skinny.She was much bigger than him, I knew that in her youth she married for his money.

When I was ten, my stepmother went to work, I started to grow up alone because father everything didn't care, I think he was depressed. During this time, he had moved into a house next door  Mr. Roy, a big size grandfather with principles. Right away, steel became my role model. I spend all time in his place where I spent most of my time helping him repair the motocycle that were his passion. Thanks to this, I learned a lot of mechanics and a lot of stories about the army, he often teased me in jokes that I was skinny and that every chick can will beat me, referring to his daughter but about her later.

When I was 13, my stepmother got a job in a gym, first as a cleaner, she started exercising with free gyms and one year later became a receptionist. Now I guessed that my stepmother's gym was
Mr. Roy's idea, because she often talked to him and for him the solution to every problem was sport, or maybe she asked him how to make her husband change? Judging by the character he had, he probably persuaded my stepmother to physically will beat my father. I guessed because it was he who raised his only daughter to be a killer-woman, but more on that later.

Two years ago, when I entered the house, I saw my stepmother tussle with father. He wasn't able to cope with her strength as I mentioned the weak bream and she one years ago started working out at the gym. It was a last sign for him but, as usual he didn't care,  how to get away from her, he went to the basement to continue reading the book. I was surprised that my stepmother might be stronger than her husband, I knew that she works out in the gym and I started to fear that one day this tussle might end differently.

From that day on, my stepmother regularly provoked my father, but he quickly went downstairs, as if for fear of a struggle. Several weeks letter she had been screaming much harder than always at her husband,and when one day he did not go down, only in silence, he continued reading the newspaper, she grabbed that and threw out, so he got up and try left.He got up and she grabbed his arm and pushed him for a moment. I noticed that now my father did not have the strength to stop her.It was evident that she defeated him for moments, and as soon as an opportunity arose he fled to the basement.

Then I was shocked that a woman could be stronger than a man, and I certainly didn't think that my stepmother had become that strong. I quickly remembered Mr. Roy's stories about his daughter. My mean stepmother was my stepmother, so I wasn't interested in it, for me she wasn't a woman, but my stepmother, but the sight of my father's face and helplessness made me feel strange, fell that
it was cool.
That day, I noticed that my stepmother was following a strict diet, preparing food portions at home. Now that i know the facts, I know she started increase her power and muscles to beat daddy.
I do not know why she did it a few months later, before my eyes.  She could have done it when I didn't see it. Maybe to make him even more ashamed or maybe me to be humble to her ?? or maybe I should be scary of her and listen to her ?
In any case, she didn't use physical strength to my father for several months. I didn't notice that she grew muscle, only that  that she gained a lot of weight. . I did not pay attention to her as to other women because she was my stepmother. The only thing I noticed was that she changed the style of dress, hairstyle and started wearing 12.5 cm (5inch) wedge sandals. In them, she looked like a huge tall woman, 187,5cm (6'2 '') tall. Once she walked by my skinny father, he looked very small next to her, as if she could crush him. Her chin was as equal as the top of his head.
When i standing by her, I also gained respect for her. She was away from house all days so it got nice, until my father's weak and bruised body was hanging 30 cm (one foot) above the ground, pinned with one my stepmother's  powerfull arm by to the wall.

One day, when I was sitting in the kitchen, making food and my stepmother came back from work exceptionally earlier. As usual, as in her absence, the house is was a terrible mess. Unwashed dishes, crumbs from eating everywhere, everywhere dirt, scattered clothes etc.blah blah blah  we didn't listen anything about her conversation . As usual,  father  want go to the basement but it was closed,  said nothing, he didn't know what to do, so he sat down in armchair and picked up the newspaper. My stepmother look at the house, at us and tells her father that the rules in this house are changing from today. Either we will take care of himself and start doing home work or every day will be like it is in a moment

My stepmother went to the bathroom and came back in gym outfit in 12,5 cm wedge sandals then I fucking shocked. My stepmother had visible muscles everywhere !!!! I was terrified to remember how a few months ago my father could not stop her power struggle. Father, who was busy reading the newspaper, did not notice that his stepmother had become a pile of muscles. She walked over to her husband and the newspaper flew out.  So, as usual, he got up, but she pushed him to the armchair and yelled that he should start cleaning and taking care of the house !!!When he got up again, she grabbed him with her right hand at his left forearm and with her left hand at his right wrist, and she threw him at left not letting go him, he easily surrendered to her powerful power.
As his own wife throws him right then left, backward, toward herself, her husband could not stop her powerful female power.

Throwing it all the time, she yelled at him, "you cunt, you loser, you pipsqueak!". Her shoulders and back were  heap of muscle that appeared with each tiny movement. I was shocked at what she had done to herself in at the last year. When she let him go, he wanted to escape but she pushed him with all her strength, he flew like a doll a few meters away , and when he quickly got up, she hurled him to the other end of the room, she flew up to him, and he got up and she threw him again, I didn't know what was going on.

She quickly ran to him, grabbed him by the throat, instinctively grabbed her wrists and she started to lift him up with one strong hand. She lifted him so that she dragged him along the floor and when she reached the wall she lifted my dad up, helping herself with the other hand. When his legs were hanging 30 cm (1 foot) to the ground, she hammered him into the wall crushed him with her
strong body. I was shocked at how big her shoulders are, how big her back muscles are and how athletic she is.This is my mother-stepmother, but now I saw she as a alien person to wrestle my father. She told him that this was the last time she saw muck in the house and was to start cleaning when she was not at home, and if not, this scene would be in this house every day. She released her husband and he fell to the ground, he did not get up, he was trembling with fear.
I felt ashamed that my father had been beaten by my stepmother. Then she turned to me and said that if I don't want to share my father's fate every day there is to be order !!!! her huge muscles were burning, they were huge, she was walking towards me, I was scared of my father's fate, so I quickly ran away.

I don't know why, but it forever changed my life, I felt strange chills in my body I started watching movies of a woman beating men and it excited me. I was ashamed that my stepmother had beaten my daddy but maybe thanks to this I discovered that I love strong, very tall muscled women who beat guys.

My father moved out of the house that day, a few days later he called me and had a conversation with me that she forced him to marry, and she only wanted his money, as if she hadnt debts that I
repaid her, she would have left us long ago . He told me that he wanted to throw her out when he went bankrupt, but he didn't want to leave me alone without my mother because she loved me like her son. Now that she's much stronger than him and she's beaten him up, she can't accept it, so he left promising to pay us support and I stayed with my overbearing stepmother. I loved my stepmother like my own mother because she was actually her for me, but she was apodictic that it was hard to get along with her, especially when I was 18 years old. After beating my father, she became even worse, I was afraid to oppose her to see what she had done to her father, after all, and one day when I refused to clean home, she started throwing me around the room, grabbed me by the arm and dragged me to clean. Then I found out from her that she trains wrestling and that I shouldn't mess with she. I quickly gave up on her and started cleaning. She was much stronger than the moment she had beaten my father. I never opposed her again, I knew what it meant. I was cleaning everywhere, because it was calm then, anyway, she was working at the gym all day long, or meet with her friend, she only came for the night and sometimes not always. I was already an adult.

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Part two

Mr. Roy daughter

In the house next to us lived Mr. Roy Jenkins, who last years ago almost replaced my father and mother (a single widower, a military pensioner) in recent years. His stories about the war, about the army, about his military missions were amazing.He has mentioned to me several times about his daughter, whom he visits regularly once a quarter.  He was very proud of her. From the stories, I concluded that he brought her up to be a professional soldier-killer. Her mother died when she was 13 years old and from then on she stopped practicing ballet and acrobatics and started Kickboxing and calenistics, lifting weights, then practicing Jiu Jitsu, then Krav mag. Mr. Roy knew that she had beaten the strongest boys because they had bully on weaker ones. Everyone at school was afraid of her, there were no strong points for her.

"She used to have a boyfriend but he was smaller and skinny than her, ooo he looked exactly like you  I laughed at her and she break up with him. Since that time she had no one else because everyone was afraid of her Regrets that I laughed at her I wish I had grandchildren now.  " say Mr Jankins. Mr. Roy wondered if she was a Lesbian

I saw her only in the picture, she had the face of an angel and I imagined in many times jerking, throwing me around the room and finally raping me. She never visit her dad because she was too busy and I never met her. In the photos it was not visible whether she was muscular or not, I know that she was very tall.

Just before the holiday, Mr. Roy fell ill. He was hospitalized and died.  At the funeral I met his daughter, it was impossible not to notice Mrs. Jenkins, very tall, about 183 cm (6'0''), 45-year-old woman, big and well-built, very attractive woman. Since there was a funeral, I focused on prayer, glancing a few times at Mrs. Jenkins. After the funeral, she stayed at her father's house for a few days to put the house up for sale and arrange all the formalities.
Two days later, I noticed a car from a moving company had arrived.  I went to help.I noticed Mrs. Jenkins, a beautiful tall elderly woman. Where she smiled at me I almost fell in love. Long legs, no small tits, a real fit milf from a porn movie. The imagination was working right away. Anyway, more than once I jerked  thinking how she rides me.

"Hello, I'm Mike, I'm a neighbor, I'd like to help. "

 Hi, Father mentioned you sometimes, I'm so glad, I'm Meg.

Then I felt a lot of pain when she shook my hand. 
well, I take some things because they are souvenirs,  take any boxes. I followed her admiring her great height and long legs, even though she was covered with clothes, it was obvious that she has a wonderful body. I remembered that this woman was a commando and could kill any guy with her bare hands. I immediately had a sexual attraction to her, girls in this height are my ideal and  the thought that she could knock me down with one hand ... I was mega horny. 

[phil123]

Great start and would like to read part three

[fan.fit]

She took the cardboard and left. I grabbed the first cardboard box, but it soon turned out that I couldn't tear it off the floor, it was very heavy, then I grabbed the second one, it rose 1 cm, it was beyond my strength. Finally the third carton was heavy enough that I barely took it. At that moment Mrs. Jenkins came in and grabbed lightly she picked up the cardboard I had barely torn off the ground.  I was shocked! How strong is this woman ?? I knew that she is a professional soldier-killer , but how strong is she I only raised it by 1 cm! She doesn't look muscular and carries it so easily.
She carry the cardboard as if it weighed nothing. After a while she walked over to the cardboard box that I hadn't even torn from the floor and she lifted it effortlessly!
 She was no effort, in lifting it. She was no effort, in carrying it. I do not know why I was excited by her great strength ... After a while I noticed that she herself was move  huge, massive wooden box to the other end of the room . I remember that only two big men were bringing to Mr. Jenkins .. what a woman !! ...

When we finished she told me to come over for dinner tonight because she wants to know what happened with her dad, these last years.
I said goodbye to Mrs. Jenkins, she said she would repay me, I thought about how she fucks me in the shower and gives me a blowjob. After returning home, I fought myself, thinking how the milf fucks me ... and dominating me with her great strength
the imagination will work, I took a shower, perfume, dreaming that maybe something will happen ...


At 8:00 p.m. the door opened for me by Mrs. Jenkins, I almost passed out from the sensation. 
High heels, tight short dress, big tits almost popped out of her dress, you can immediately see that she has silicones, super sharp makeup, she looked like a whore. My heart started to beat fast, I got excited.  She noticed this and smiled with a feeling of superiority. 

Oh Mike, come in.

And hugged me in greeting. I immediately felt her huge hard tits and felt like she was towering over me in 7cm (3inch) high heels.  She was 190 cm (6'3 '') tall in these high heels and I don't know if I was reaching her chin ...  Mega muscular back, hard body, sticking out hard ass, muscular arms and legs SHOCK !!!!!

Follow me

[fan.fit]

Follow me

She walked slowly and I followed her, watching her long, muscular legs flexing with every step she took, her shapely flexing butt and the flexing muscles of her back.

We sat down to dinner. We talked about moving, college, and my life, that I can't find the girlfriend . I noticed Mrs. Jenkins was drinking a lot of wine. 
I felt like a great buddy, I couldn't believe that a grown woman was treating me like a friend. 
All the time I was staring at her muscular arm, at her huge tits.
Every time she caught me staring, she smiled with superiority.
I think the wine started hitting her head because then she stretched, flexing all of her muscles. Then I saw that she was heavily muscled and she watched my reaction while smiling seductively. My amazement must have been noticeable because then she said

I'm very lonely too, Mike.

How is it possible?? you are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen !

I'm a soldier Mike, I only have contact with soldiers, soldiers don't treat me like a woman. I went on date with regular guys from online. A few times, but on the first date or sometimes on our night they ran away.Each of them did not call me anymore and did not answer the phone anymore.

Why ?

Probably because I'm very strong, I can throw any man down with one hand.

What??? how with one hand?

then she flexed her biceps and I couldn't believe what I saw. Her biceps grew to the size of a big ball 

Like I said, I can knock any guy down with one hand!

Of course, you know Mike, you're a skinny kid, and I'm talking about a grown up big man.

Mrs jenkins can't believe it !! 

Then got up and flexed her big biceps. She said

Get up and come to me, try to hang yourself on it, you'll see that even my arm won't bend.

When Mrs. Jenkins got up, she looked wider and fuller. I walked over to her and immediately felt her towering over me. 
There was a mirror next to it, I looked at her and was scared. I don't see any definition of muscles in my weak body and with her legs and her shoulders were wide, covered sculpting muscle. Her breasts were huge firm perfectly. I was a weak little boy next to a tall, muscular, athletic amazon, the height itself was terrifying, let alone the size of her arms, legs or all her muscles.

First, I touched her hard biceps, and instantly a hot excitement burst into me. Her muscles were hard, big and folded.

Come on Mike, move my arm down

I slowly started to pull on Mrs. Jenkins 'biceps down but it didn't twitch an inch, so I started hanging on  Mrs. Jenkins' shoulder but her arm didn't budge.

Mrs. Jenkins was laughing softly all the time, how much do you weight Mike?

60 kg

haha now look at this! He put his hands under my armpits and I soared up in air.

haha You are light as a puff !!!and she lifted me up and down, up and down several times.

[Wookey]

I would love it if Mrs Jenkins decided to mould him into a man. She could use her kindness and desire to turn him from a wimp to being a compassionate warrior and worthy partner.

[Carburo88]

I wait for more

[phil123]

What will happen with Mike?  Can't wait to read what you have in mind.

[fan.fit]

At one point she toss me up, so that after a while I was lying on her both biceps and she lifted me up and down over and over again.I look in mirror at her muscles explode as she would continually lift my weak body weight.

You are no weight for me!

She put me down and looked me in the eye from above, she smiled at me with her amazing beauty. she stroked my head tenderly.

You're a sweet boy, follow me.

She take my hand, she pulled me hard ro other room and I watched her huge divine shapes and her long legs,
By the time we got to the bedroom she knock me against the wall, I could feel her hard tits and her huge muscled body pounding me against the wall.
She started kissing me passionately as if she was going to eat me. The 20 cm difference in our height didn't matter because her divine hard body was pressing me against the wall, and her right long leg, taking over my weak body lifting me up. My feet hung in the air.  I couldn't move,I was doomed with her ecstasy. My hands massaged her huge thighs, huge arms, huge back muscles.

After a minute I thought she was going to explode then she touched my cock and I exploded.
She laughed and said, "It is not how I want, in a moment we continue, you must go to wash.."


She put me down and I ran to wash up. When I was washing I was attacked by her again, this time she was already naked, first i see a huge flexed muscles with big silicone boobs. In a second she grabbed my wrists, I almost flew up, and with one quick movement she tore off my shirt.  Pick up me with pants half off, put me on her shoulder, she took off my pants and panties.  She twisted me, I don't even know when she was giving me a blowjob holding me in the air and walking towards the bedroom this time when my cock was ready she threw me on the bed, and like a puma threw herself at me wrapping my small, weak body like an anaconda her victim
Mrs. Jenkins was moaning like crazy hammering me on the bed.
I have no sexual experience so I quickly came, even though Mrs. Jenkins was still polishing me before she had an orgasm of her own in a few minutes almost crushing me.

It was great, I needed it. - she said

[jhunter]

Great to see more. Can't wait for more, keep it up.

[Wookey]

The question is: whether she is going to treat as a toy or build him into a man.  Hopefully the latter.

[fan.fit]

She held me tightly in her powerful and massive arms for several minutes, I couldn't move.We were silent

She finally released me and told me to wash up.

When I got up, she told me that the night was just beginning and she make be back soon.I had no strength for another sex, I was all wet, I was wondering if I should run away. I took a shower, it was the best day of my life so I had to come back whatever happened. All my dreams have already come true.

When I got back she was gone, she was taking a shower in the other bathroom.I was slowly recovering, still not believing what she had done to me today, unable to believe how strong, muscled and beautiful this soldier woman is.

Half hour later she went into bedroom was wearing erotic leather lingerie and 15 cm high heels.

She told me to come over to her, I reached little over her shoulder.
Passionate kissing again, and then she grabbed my ass and lifted me until my legs hung in the air several inches above the ground. Eventually I wrapped them around her waist and we kissed passionately for a few minutes.

She carried me to the bed in this position and threw me. She started giving me a blowjob and when he was stiff again she lay down on her back and she threw me at her.  I dug into her. After a few thrusts, she wrapped her long legs around my waist, grabbed my wrists, and from that moment she took control again. After a while she grabbed my waist with her hands and pushed me inside and pushed me away and then until I came. I came faster than she did but she didn't care, she was still pushing me around.

[fan.fit]

She carried me to the bed in this position and threw me. She started giving me a blowjob and when he was stiff again she lay down on her back and she threw me at her.  I dug into her. After a few thrusts, she wrapped her long legs around my waist, grabbed my wrists, and from that moment she took control again. After a while she grabbed my waist with her hands and pushed me inside and pushed me away and then until I came. I came faster than she did but she didn't care, she was still pushing me around.Fortunately, she came after me a little, in her orgazm she making a bridge, she lifted me up when i was lying on her, pressed by her enormous great strength.

[fan.fit]

An hour off, she hugged me tenderly and they tell me how I wonderful  im, at one point the conversation turned about a cunnilingusand and my goddess straddled my face, making me please her with my tongue. Then for the next two hours my hand and my tongue took turns until I passed out from exhaustion.

I got up in the morning, all sore, I had no strength to get up. Mrs. Jenkins, laughing at the same time, walked over to the bed, put one hand under my legs, the other under my back, and carried me to the kitchen, seating me at the table.

At breakfast, they told me that she always dreamed of a weak boy just like me. She would like to have me, but this age difference. In addition, she goes on missions for 5 years and it's best for me to forget about her. She's rather a lesbian overall, but she always wanted to see what it was like to rape a 16-year-old boy (she didn't know I was m18). She left that day and was lost to hearing. I remember the scene every day Im jerking off 3 times a day.

Recently, my muscular stepmother brought home a friend ...