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Female Muscle Art - Female Muscle Fiction => Muscular Women Fiction => Topic started by: alzef on August 23, 2007, 12:21:44 am
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Stories in this collection:
KATIE
Katie at the Reunion
ANNE
Maree My Housemate
Michelle My High School Friend
Melanie
Mei
Rose
AMANDA
Adana and Louise
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KATIE
by alzef
This is a true story about an encounter in the high school gym with my
friend Katie.
I had known Katie since we were about 12 years old and we were pretty good
friends. We met at the pool one summer. She had a beautiful face with
shoulder length light-brown hair and a great smile. Katie had a tendency
to wear a white t-shirt in the pool (I guess she liked the attention), and
I first noticed her as she was getting out of the pool one day. She was a
little bit of a tomboy, but even at that young age she had quite large
breasts. At a guess I'd say they were a full C-cup back then and she
already had very large nipples. They would often be poking out through the
thick jumpers we had to wear at school in winter so you can imagine what
they were like through this wet white t-shirt. When she exited the pool
she turned and walked away from me and it was then that I was hooked.
Katie had perfect glutes and was already showing development of a lovely
set of calves. Generally she looked to be in great shape and maybe
slightly taller than average.
A couple of months later we found ourselves in a few of the same classes at
school and we soon became good friends, though not overly close.
For a while during high school I became a bit of a gym-rat. Our school had
a really well equipped gym but hardly anyone used it, so I'd be in there on
my own most mornings before school and again after class. I thought that I
was making pretty good progress in most of my lifts, but nothing
spectacular, and not a huge amount of size being added (I hadn't learnt
much about a mass building diet at that stage).
By the time I turned 15 I was pretty keen on building myself some muscle,
but even keener on muscular women. One afternoon I was doing my after-
school work-out, and as usual I was alone in the weights room. It was a
chest work-out day and I had just finished my 3rd set on the bench when
Katie walked in. Katie's figure had really started to bloom and she was
often a top talking point amongst my group of friends. She was now about
5' 9" with beautiful breasts that were at least a DD-cup, possibly even an
E-cup (this was one of our favourite talking points), and her nipples were
even larger and pointier than as a 12 year old. Her breasts were supported
by a fit looking frame helped by the large amount of sport she played. She
could often be found playing football, basketball and soccer against the
boys and she always held her own. To go with all of this her hormones had
kicked into overdrive and she had become extremely flirtatious over the
last few months.
She knew that I had been working-out a lot over the last year or so, and I
think this turned her on quite a bit, so when she arrived at the gym alone
that afternoon I thought my chance had come. I had just benched a new
personal best of 60kg and was feeling pretty good about it and thought I'd
go for another big set with her spotting (another good chance to have a
look at her breasts form underneath). She came over to the bench and sat
down next to me. She was wearing her school dress and a jumper as it was a
cool early spring day. Her nipples were quite prominent atop her heaving
chest and I had trouble taking my eyes of them.
"So, what are ya doing?" she asked.
"Just a bit of bench press, ya know. Building up my chest."
She put her hand up inside my shirt and started rubbing my chest. "I love
strong men," she said "actually I'd really like to be strong myself." She
was driving me crazy.
Seeing a great opportunity, I asked if she'd like to work in with me. "I
reckon your in pretty good shape already - you could probably do some
decent lifts."
"Do you think so?" she was getting excited about the prospect.
"Sure." Little did I realise what I was getting myself into.
I got back down on the bench and she moved around to spot me.
"So, how much ya lifitn'?"
"60"
"That's pretty good"
I pumped out 10 more reps and was still going strong but knew I had a lot
more of my work-out still to do.
She then got on the bench and I took the 20kg plates off and put a 5kg on
each side. At this she looked kinda disappointed. But I definitely
enjoyed the show as she proceeded to easily do 15 reps at that weight her
breasts straining against her dress on every rep.
"That felt too easy, let's put on a bit more!"
"Just be careful Katie, you don't want to injure yourself."
"Aww, come on. Let me try as much as you were doing."
"I'm serious Katie, you could do some damage."
"Pllllleeeeeaaaaaassssseeeee?"
I agreed but made sure I spotted her real close - no time to focus on her
breasts this time. I put the 20's back on the bar while she stretched. I
nearly impaled myself on the bar, so drawn to her huge breasts was I. By
now I had a huge erection and I'm sure she noticed as she settled herself
on the bench again.
"Now, just take it easy."
She gripped the bar and I helped her to the start position. I will never
forget what happened next as she so calmly lowered the weight to her
breasts and easily brought it back again. She then pumped out 12 reps,
barely breaking a sweat before racking the bar.
"Wow! That felt good!" she said, barely containing her excitement at her
new found strength "So is this all you can lift?"
"Uh, no." It was a badly disguised lie.
Katie then put another 5 on each side. I had a drink and apprehensively
lay down on the bench, trying to psych myself for another PB.
I just barely managed 6 reps and stopped before failure, which would have
been too embarrassing.
She couldn't wait to get back on and pushed me aside in her eagerness. She
the did 10 reps as I watched, mouth gaping at her incredible strength. I
couldn't believe that a 15 year old girl could be so strong having never
lifted before.
She hopped up, full of energy and did some mock bodybuilding poses. I just
about creamed my pants. I could just see some veins starting to show
themselves on her pumped arms.
"That was amazing," was the only thing I could say.
"Yeah, I feel great. Wanna feel my muscles?"
I couldn't get over to her fast enough. Katie didn't have much definition,
but she was very hard (as was I!).
"Why don't you measure these babies for me?"
I grabbed a tape measure and started one of the most enjoyable jobs I've
ever done. Katie's biceps were about14" which was pretty good for her age
and lack of training. She wouldn't let me measure her chest but her thighs
were 22 ½" and her calves 15".
"Not bad," I said.
She then turned around, rubbing my crotch with her sexy ass, and gave me
some rear double bicep shots, still rubbing herself against me. I never
knew such a young girl could be so sexy and sexual. She then cut the show
short, saying she had a bus to catch.
I didn't see much of Katie for a while after that. I desperately wanted to
see her but we didn't have any classes together that semester and she was
avoiding at lunch and outside of school. That was until about 8 months
later. I arrived at the gym straight after school as usual. It was bench
day again and I was now maxing at around 75-80kgs. As I walked up the
stairs I heard the clanging of weights and was shocked as nobody was in
there until the footy team at 5pm on most Tuesdays. I opened the door and
was shocked to see Katie pumping 80kgs on the bench. She didn't notice me
at first and watched her with envy as she easily did 10 reps and then
squeezed out another 2. She then sat up and I saw that she was wearing a
loose and rather ripped singlet top that barely concealed her now EE-cup
breasts with her nipples sticking out the best part of an inch. She looked
incredibly pumped as she walked over to me. Her muscles had grown
incredibly - not just her upper body but her legs too. She wore tight
shorts, which highlighted her considerable thighs, and her calves were
amazing.
I could barely speak.
"H-h-h-hi Katie. You look fantastic."
"Thanks. As you can see I've been working out - much harder than you I'd
say too. So, what are you benching these days?"
"85," another badly concealed lie.
"Wanna work in with me?"
How could I knock back an offer to work-out with a girl who was so
incredible.
"Sure."
Katie proceeded to embarrass me on every lift, doing at least 10kgs more
than me and more reps. She was becoming incredibly pumped, the veins on
her arms were now very visible. After the work-out she asked if I'd like
to measure her muscles while they were so pumped. I ran to grab the tape
measure from the office and came back to find her doing incredibly sexy
poses in front of the mirror.
"Let's start at the bottom," she said.
Her calves were now 16", her thighs 24", and her biceps 15". She let me
measure her chest too this time, and between the muscle she'd added to her
back an chest and her now huge breasts it measured 52". I couldn't believe
it.
After that I didn't see Katie again until we ran into each other at
college. Sadly she was wearing long sleeves and pants but her breasts were
as beautiful as ever, though they hadn't grown anymore. She told me she
was off to join the army, and thanked me for introducing her to weight
training. She said that she was beating the guys in nearly all of the
physical stuff.
That was the last I saw of her, but I'll never forget those few magical
experiences at the high school gym.
©2002 alzef
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Katie at the Reunion
By Alzef
© 2006
Recently I went to my 10 year high school reunion. I was involved with the
organizing committee and was welcoming all the guests as they arrived. It was
great to see everyone (well, most of them anyway) as there were many who I
hadn't seen since we graduated. It also gave a good opportunity to check out
all the girls as they arrived - who was hot, who'd plumped-up, who was hot now
that definitely wasn't at school, and so-on. There were plenty of hotties,
quite a few plumpers, and a good few that had improved out of sight. However,
the highlight of my night came when someone we hadn't expected turned up - my
old friend Katie (see the first part of the story in the library).
At the age of 16 she had had 16" calves, 15" biceps and 24" quads topped off
with her huge chest and back, including amazing EE cup breasts. I'd often
wondered how big they'd be if she weren't doing so much exercise!
When Katie arrived at the reunion I just about fell off my chair. It was
obvious to anyone that she had continued her lifting and she was very proud of
her body. Katie was wearing a black dress, obviously selected to highlight her
chest and arms. Her breasts were still large, though maybe not as large as
when I'd last seen her 8 years ago. I would guess that they were somewhere
around a C-D cup, but they were well supported by her very strong chest. It
was clear that she wasn't wearing a bra, but there was obviously no need for
it. Her breasts sat high and full on her chest, straining against her dress,
while showing off fantastic cleavage. Katie's nipples were also prominent, as
they had been when I first met her as a 12 year old. Her thick nipples were
very erect. They must have been about an inch long and a good 1/2" thick!
Katie's amazing cleavage was further enhanced by her pecs, and there was a
very noticeable line of muscle separating her breasts.
Once I got over her chest, the next thing I noticed was how broad Katie's
shoulders were. Her delts were the size of large cantaloupes and they were
capped off with substantial traps. Her traps were so large that they put a
considerable strain on the straps of her dress, caught in a tug-of-war between
her huge chest and her fantastic shoulders. Katie's dress must have been made
of sturdy material as it was also being pulled in either direction by her
massively flared lats. Even with her arms relaxed her lats were noticeable,
and a couple of times they flared just a little bit as she moved her arms, but
even that small movement put a huge strain on the fabric. Her biceps and
triceps were huge, and twitched and bulged with every little movement. Katie
had also chosen a dress that highlighted the amazing taper from her huge chest
and shoulders to her tiny waist. I found myself imaging what her stomach
looked like. I imagined it would be an amazing 6 pack to compliment the rest
of her stunning physique. The dress covered her quads, leaving just a little
more to the imagination, but her calves were bare and accentuated by a very
sexy pair of high heels. Her calves were phenomenal. They were so big that she
couldn't put her feet together when she was standing up.
Katie's face was even prettier than I remembered too. Her skin was lightly
tanned and her light brown hair was hanging straight to her shoulders. Her
lips were full and red, hiding a very sexy smile, but the one thing about
Katie that definitely hadn't change was her eyes. Katie had eyes that could
pierce the toughest of men, whether she was giving them the look of death, or
seducing them. Her eyes gave her power over almost any man.
When Katie saw me she flashed a big smile, but her sexual predator nature was
obvious in her eyes. She gave me a quick kiss on the cheek and a hug that
nearly crushed my rib cage. We chatted briefly before she moved on to see some
of her old friends. As she entered the main room everybody turned and stared.
There was a brief hush, followed by lots of whispering, but Katie seemed
unperturbed. She just wandered over to her friends. Well I say wander, but
that's no way to describe the way she walks and the effect she has on men as
she passes them.
The evening was a great success. Everyone enjoyed themselves and most people
stayed well past midnight. The manager came over to me at about 1am and asked
if I could get people to move on so he and his staff could go home, so I made
a quick announcement. A lot of people decided to go home, but a few of us
wanted to party on, so we went to a club nearby. Katie was one of that group
and she and I chatted on the way to the club.
She told me that after college she spent 3 years in the army, which she loved
as she got lots of physical activity and heaps of opportunity to train in the
gym at the barracks. At first she'd copped a bit of lip from some of the guys
in the gym, but she soon proved herself, and ended up being just about the
strongest person in there. When she left the army she started work at a gym
and she said she was now thinking about doing bodybuilding competitions. Katie
told me that she'd done some powerlifting comps, but she was a bit over that
now and wanted a new challenge.
We were soon at the bar, but just before we entered Katie stopped me and said
something I didn't expect. She talked about how she really started lifting to
impress me at high school and soon found herself addicted to lifting and
muscle building. She went on to say how much she wanted to thank me for
getting her into weight lifting. One of the other guys in our group came and
grabbed us at that point wanting to buy us all a drink and after a bit more
talk at the bar I found myself dancing with Katie. We danced for the best part
of an hour and Katie didn't break a sweat. Finally we took a break and Katie
whispered something in my ear about thanking me properly and the next thing I
knew we were back at her apartment.
Katie pushed me down onto her couch and turned on some music and before I knew
it she started stripping seductively in front of me. As she wasn't wearing
much this didn't take long so she started posing for me wearing just her
g-string. Katie's breasts were full and round, and her nipples were still very
erect. As she continued posing, the veins in her arms became more and more
pronounced. Her biceps were massive and peaked, with large triceps
complimenting them. Her forearms were made up of powerful strands of muscle
that danced under her skin and the thought of the power in her hands scared me
- I certainly wouldn't want to make her angry. Katie's waist rippling with
muscle - an 8-pack of rock hard cobblestones. She turned around and started
flexing her amazing back, but it took me a moment to notice her back as I was
too infatuated with her rock hard bubble-butt. It was the most perfect butt
I'd ever seen, and I'd seen some amazing ones. I reached out to touch her
fantastic glutes and was pleasantly surprised to find that even unflexed they
were rock hard. I eventually notice Katie's back and when I did I was treated
to one of the best lat spreads I'd ever seen. My hands roamed up her broad
back, moving to the sides to feel her lats, testing their thickness. Her lats
were incredibly thick and dense, and her whole back rippled with power. I
stood up and felt her biceps and just about creamed my pants there and then.
At that moment Katie stopped posing and walked over to her kitchenette and
pulled a tape measure out of a drawer. She threw it to me and then walked over
and picked up a pair of dumbells that was in the corner of the lounge. She
started pumping her bis with the pair of 25s and filled her arms with blood.
Her veins had been very noticeable before, but now they were thickening to an
astonishing level. Many other veins also came to the surface and after about
40 reps she dropped the weights and flexed for me. I wrapped the tape around
her massive arm and got it in position, then Katie flexed extra hard,
expanding the tape by another 1/2", bringing her arms to 17 1/2". My cock was
straining against my pants, plain for her to see, and she gave it a quick
squeeze with her powerful right hand, before saying "we're not finished here
yet - be patient."
She then dropped to the floor and started cranking out push-ups. I lost count
at 40, too mesmerized by her amazing physique. Finally she stood up and
invited me to measure her chest. When I measured her as a 16 year old she'd
had a 52" chest, but that was with EE-cup breasts. Since then she'd lost 3 or
4 cup sizes but she'd still increased her chest size to 55"! When I looked up,
Katie looked distracted. "What's up?" I asked. "Nothing," she said "I'm just
trying to think how to get my legs pumped."
We stood there in silence for a moment when suddenly her eyes lit up. Before I
knew it she'd hoisted me onto her shoulders - no mean feat as I'm 6'2" and
about 220 pounds. Katie proceeded to squat me about 20 times and after some
initial unease I relaxed and enjoyed the ride immensely. Katie tossed me onto
the couch and started flexing her huge quads. I grabbed the tape measure and
took a moment to feel her rock hard quads before measuring them. I'd never in
my life encountered such rock hard muscles on a woman or man. I wrapped the
tape measure around her thigh as she smiled a mischievous smile at me. They
came in at a shade over 27" and Katie looked like she was ready for some fun.
She grabbed my head and shoved it between her huge, powerful thighs, and then
started slowly increasing the pressure. At first it was very enjoyable for me,
feeling her amazing strength, but as it became more enjoyable for her, it
became less enjoyable for me. Soon the pain was excruciating, but still so
sexy and exciting. I started hitting her legs, imploring her to let me go, but
the pressure continued to increase. Finally she opened her legs and let me
fall to the floor.
"Maybe you're not as much a man as you think you are," she said as she walked
into her bedroom. She came out a moment later wearing a robe. "I think it's
time you went home and got some rest ... "
I looked dejectedly towards her, tears of pain and thigh pressure in my eyes.
" ... because I want you in good shape for a day of fun tomorrow!"
Katie still had that killer instinct and she knew I'd be back, right on time
the next day.
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ANNE
This is the true story of my ex-girlfriend Anne's transformation.
Anne was my girlfriend for just over two years. We started going out when we
were 15 or 16 years old and broke up after moving to different cities for
university. Anne was a beautiful girl, long black hair down to her waist, deep
blue eyes, lovely golden brown skin and a nice curvy figure at 5'7". She
wasn't into sports or anything physical other than sex, though we had plenty
of that. As a result she was perhaps carry a tiny bit much fat and not enough
muscle tone, but, unless you saw her naked, you'd never know as she was still
only 58kg or so. She had very curvy hips and just an average bust size at
around 14B, though her nipples were beautiful - a lovely rich, red colour -
and very sensitive.
After we'd been together a year or so, Anne took up taekwondo. Her body became
a little more toned and I used to fantasise about her physically dominating
me, even beating me up, but she stopped going to classes after about three
months. This was all rather unexciting and uneventful for a muscle-lover like
myself but events of the couple of years after we broke up are a lot more
interesting.
Anne dropped out of uni and picked up some work as a secretary in a small
legal firm. She was earning good money and didn't have much in the way of
bills and I think she got a bit used to the good life - fine food, afternoon
tea most days and too much alcohol. We still had sex when I went to visit her
on term breaks and so on, but her figure was ballooning somewhat. Her waist
went from about 27" to 39" in just over a year. Her ass was huge. She'd never
been fit before really, but now she was quite fat, though still beautiful.
About two years after we split up she moved back to our home town and we
started talking on the phone more often. After a couple of months she told me
she wanted to loose all the weight she'd put on as fat over the last year and
a half. She told me she now weighed nearly 80kg - I couldn't believe it. I was
very supportive of her plan to get in shape and gave her what advice I could,
garnered from my years of sport and weightlifting.
Anne told me that she wanted to take it slow to start with, so she adjusted
her diet and started walking to and from her new job (at a different law firm)
and also for an hour at lunch. Her new house was on top of a steep hill so I
imagined her new figure involving a nice tight ass and well developed calves
from climbing all the steps cut into the side of her hill. She started doing
her lunchtime walks with a friend who was into jogging, and soon they were
jogging for an hour every lunch. She said her weight was dropping quite
quickly and that she was now down to 70kg and a 34" waist. I was pleased and
encouraged her to keep it up, but she went a step further and started doing
pump classes at the gym every evening followed by a regular aerobics workout.
I didn't hear from her for a couple of months, until one day she rang and told
me that she and her sister were going on holiday together and wanted to spend
a few days at my place on their way to the coast. I readily agreed and was
looking forward to seeing her now toned figure.
They arrived in the middle of summer on a day when the temp was pushing 40
degrees Celsius and I didn't have to wait long to see her new body. They got
to my place around 4pm and we decided to go to the river for a swim. The girls
got changed in their rooms and both came out wearing baggy t- shirts and long
shorts. I was a bit disappointed at this, but knew the river wasn't far away,
so the wait wouldn't be much longer.
When we arrived we picked a good spot on the bank to leave our gear and I
picked a good spot to watch Anne get her shirt and shorts off. I could tell
that she was wearing a bikini underneath which made me very excited. She never
even owned a bikini when we'd been together. She first slid her shorts off and
I could tell she was in great shape. Her calves showed shape and definition
they'd never had before. At a guess I'd say they were around 16". Her thighs
looked really hard - not huge but quite defined and she had a great tan to
boot. She pushed up her sleeve and flexed her elbow a little before taking her
shirt off, and I'm sure this was for my benefit as I saw a nicely sized peak
rise up as she did. Finally she took her shirt off and the sight took my
breath away. Anne had developed the sexiest six pack I'd ever seen. Every
movement she made sent the muscles dancing across her stomach. Her breasts
were still about a 14B, but they looked rounder and firmer than I'd
remembered, obviously supported by some decent pecs. Her biceps were also
looking great. I reckon they were about 13 ½" and they had a great peak. She
looked spectacular. I couldn't believe she went from being nearly 80kg with a
39" waist to this slim, muscular vixen. By this time I had quite an erection
so I quickly entered the water, but kept an eye on Anne all the way.
Anne's sister went to bed early that night as she'd been driving most of the
day, but we stayed up late talking and sharing a bottle of wine which was
making both of us quite amorous. Anne started running her hand up my leg and
the next thing I remember is we were naked, in my bedroom and she was riding
me viciously. As she thrust up and down on my shaft I reached up and felt her
incredibly firm muscles, paying special attention to her abs. She was in such
great shape she made me feel like a slacker. Just as in the old days, she came
violently, juices streaming down onto my body, her smell filling the room.
When we'd both had enough (about 3 hours later) she asked me to take a closer
look at her muscles. Tentatively I felt her rock hard abs and biceps and then
she asked me to measure her muscles. Her biceps were 13 ¾", her calves 16 ½"
and here thighs and incredibly hard 23 ½". Her waist was now just 24" -
amazing. The next morning we had sex again and it was just as good as the
previous night's, but that was the end of the road. Anne and I have only seen
each other twice since then and both times we'd been with other partners but
we still keep in touch.
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ANNE Part 2
By alzef © 2005
Recently I visited some old friends of mine from high school who now live
interstate. I stayed with them for a few nights, and on the second night a
group of us went out for dinner. After dinner we were walking back to the car
when we passed a theater that was holding a bodybuilding competition that
night.
"Why don't we go in and check this out?" my friend Phil asked.
I didn't want to seem too eager, so I kind of shrugged and replied "Yeah,
alright," and the others had no objections, so in we went.
It was the finals, and the fitness girls were just finishing up. Not long
after we took our seats the MC announced that up next were the bodybuilding
ladies. I tried to stay calm in front of my friends, but I could feel the
excitement building within me.
The lightweights came on and put on some really good routines. One girl stood
out as a clear favorite, but it seemed a pretty strong group. There weren't
any of the skinny girls who look like they should still be doing fitness, and
there were some fantastic six-packs in the group.
Next up were the middleweights, again a very solid class, but it was in the
heavyweight group that I got a huge shock. The first girl up doing her routine
was my ex-girlfriend Anne! I hadn't seen her for 3 or 4 years. I knew she'd
been working out when I saw her last (see Anne Pt 1), but she had really
bulked up now. About 5 years ago Anne had been quite overweight - about 80kg
at 5'7". Now I reckon she must have been getting back into that territory, but
all muscle. Where before she had nice curvy muscles, she now had huge, ripped,
vascular muscles that bulged out of her beautifully tanned skin.
Her posing routine was amazing. She exuded an unbelievable level of confidence
which just served to turn me on even more. Where before she'd had perky B-cup
breasts, she now proudly displayed two slabs of pectoral muscle, with a deeply
striated line separating the two. Her waist was still waspish, an amazing
turnaround from her 39" waist of 5 years earlier. Her six-pack was incredible,
and all of her obliques were prominent too. Anne's calves had always been
pretty impressive, but now they bulged phenomenally. When I'd measured them a
few years back they were big at 16 1/2", but they must've now measured well
over 17". Her quads were simply massive, dwarfing her knees and waist. They
used to be 23 1/2" and sexy as anything, but now they were custom built
crushing machines. I was just dying to feel the strength of her thighs wrapped
around my head.
I was mesmerized as Anne moved gracefully between her powerful poses, her
long, jet black hair tied up. She looked a sure winner, even without seeing
the other heavyweights, and she showed it. The look of confidence and power in
her face suggested that she knew she could have anyone in the theater - man or
woman. My erection was straining against my pants, but I wasn't worried as
everybody else was as engrossed in Anne's routine as I was. A couple of times
I heard the girls in our group say things like "gross," or "she must be on
drugs," but there was no conviction in their words, and I suspected that they
were as infatuated as I.
Anne's biceps were truly mountainous. When I'd measured them a few years back
they'd been an impressive 13 1/2" but now they were huge. I guessed them to be
pushing 17", with massive peaks and huge veins snaking across the surface. Her
triceps and forearms were equally impressive.
Further highlighting Anne's tiny waist, were her hugely flared lats. She made
sure to get front and back lat poses in her routine. Her front lat spread was
particularly amazing. She'd start with her elbows right back, and slowly bring
them forward, milking the spread for all it was worth. When she did her front
lat pose I nearly creamed my pants, but I really had to hold it back when she
finished her routine with a most-muscular pose. I've long been a fan of girls
with well developed traps, and Anne didn't disappoint.
I could barely focus on the remaining competitors as my mind was filled with
thoughts of Anne. It was only when she returned to the stage that I could
concentrate on the contest again, and even then I was really only
concentrating on her.
Anne won the overall ladies comp, and as the men came on I made the excuse of
going to the bathroom so that I could visit her backstage. I soon found her,
thanking the last of her well-wishers. She was still in her posing bikini as I
approached her and I was even more impressed with her size close up. I'm no
slouch in the gym, but Anne was bigger than me everywhere. Her biceps were
huge and pumped, thick veins running all the way down her arms. Horseshoe
triceps stood out prominently and the broadness of her shoulders and back was
incredible. When I said hello Anne was nearly as surprised as I was to see
her. She was still very excited from her win, and gave me a huge hug, nearly
crushing my ribcage in the process. As we hugged I felt the width and hardness
of her back - heck, I could hardly reach around her huge torso. I could feel
her huge pecs crushed against my body and the strength in her hands was
instantly obvious. After a moment she released me and I took a step back,
again taking in her amazing physique. Anne was absolutely shredded and
vascular as anything - even her abs had veins criss-crossing them.
We chatted for a while. I was hoping to catch up with her properly the next
day, but she told me she was flying home early in the morning. We did exchange
phone numbers though, and I'm hoping to see her again very soon ...
To be continued ...
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Indeed. We writers never get the Karma. I think one applause should equal 10 Karma when it comes to stories. It's easy to steal someone's content and repost it here. However it is entirely different to come up with original works of fiction for the enjoyment of the masses.
K+ from me. Keep up the good work!
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The story is nice, gives a sense of personality to its characters.
Also hatour: Amen!
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:thanks:
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AMANDA
By alzef
This is a short story about my friend Amanda - a very sexy swimmer.
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I first met Amanda a few years ago at a summer camp. I was about 16 years old
and she was not quite a year older than me. I was instantly attracted to her
beautiful face and sexy figure. She was about 5'8", had light brown hair that
she wore in a pony tail, deep green eyes and a beautiful smile. Amanda also
had a body to die for - long, well toned legs and curves in all the right
places including a 14C bust which often went without a bra as her breasts were
perfectly shaped. We got talking during lunch one day and I found out she was
a very talented swimmer. I also discovered that she was a huge flirt and quite
a sexual predator! Amanda and I became close friends but didn't see much of
each other after the camp as we lived more than an hour's drive apart.
I only saw her twice between meeting her and the next summer, when were at
camp together again. This time she made her move on me. We were in a quiet
corner of a park having lunch, and when she'd finished eating she moved over
to me and started running her hands over my body. She moved in even closer,
undoing her top button as she came, exploring even more of my body. I could
barely take my eyes off her perfectly shaped tits until she kissed me. At that
point my hands started exploring her curves.
I could feel that her abs were very tight, and I could tell that she had a bit
of a six-pack. I then worked my way inside her skirt to her tight, round
glutes. I couldn't believe how firm they were. I gave them a little squeeze
but they didn't budge. Then I felt her thighs and they were every bit as hard
as her abs and glutes. They weren't huge by any stretch of the imagination,
but they were hard as rock. She could tell I liked what I'd found, as she
started expertly fondling my erection. She was amazing. She had me on the
verge of orgasm in moments but both of us wanted to take it further, and the
park wasn't going to be the place on a busy summer's day.
We went back to the place I was staying, locked the door, and headed for my
bedroom. Even as we went Amanda was taking off her clothes and for the first
time I saw her tanned, athletic, sexy body in all its glory. It was then that
I first noticed how toned her calves were too. I'm sure she flexed them extra
hard as she went up the short flight of steps to my room. Amanda also had
great shoulders and an incredible upper back like most swimmers do. Her lats
flared out quite noticably, accentuating her tiny waist and curvy hips. She
turned around as we got there and I noticed that her abs were an incredibly
sexy six-pack, making me feel quite ordinary. I also notice that her breasts
didn't sag at all, supported by a chest made strong from hours of laps in the
pool. From the front her lats were still prominent and I was longing to
explore more of her hard, muscular body.
Amanda dragged me over to the bed and pulled off my shorts in a flash and
started sucking on my large cock. While she was doing that I started feeling
her lats. They were amazing - so hard, and very thick on her frame. I then
started cupping her breasts, lightly tugging on her erect nipples. At this she
slid up my torso and shove one of her pale nipples in my mouth.
"Suck it as hard as you can," she demanded.
I'm not one to go against such a strong, sexy girl's wishes, so I sucked until
I thought I couldn't go any further, at which point she thrust the other
nipple in my mouth. When she'd finally had enough of that she started rubbing
her hot, moist pussy against my cock, grinding harder and harder before she
put my cock inside her. As she worked herself up and down on my shaft, I could
see her magnificent abs working with each thrust. She was also getting quite a
pump in her upper body and I could see a small vein running down her biceps.
Her biceps weren't as big as a bodybuilders, but they must have been around 13
½" to 14" with an amazing peak. She also had quite defined triceps and broad,
firm shoulders. She started groaning with pleasure as she increased the tempo,
and before long a stream of her hot juices was flowing down her inner thighs.
After reaching her first climax she brought her pussy up to my mouth and I
started lapping up her juices and licking her clit. At this she went wild and
the juices were soon flowing even stronger. The afternoon continued like this
until, after a few hours, we were both exhausted.
After that summer, Amanda moved interstate for university, as did I, but,
sadly, to different states.
We would call each other a couple of times a week and just talk normally, but
after a month or so she started turning the conversation around to sex every
time we spoke. It started with her telling me how she'd started going to the
gym a couple of times a week to supplement her swimming. She'd tell me how
she'd been working her thighs a lot and that they were even harder than when
we'd had sex, and how her calves were growing bigger and more defined. The
killer blow came when she told me that her breasts had started growing again
too. She said she was now a very full 16D and that her nipples were becoming
more and more sensitive and getting pinker and pinker. At this I knew where I
was going for mid-semester break.
I took the 8 ½ hour bus ride to her town and we arranged to meet in the city
on a Saturday morning. I got there a little early and saw her walking down the
street towards me. She looked beautiful as ever though she was just wearing a
baggy jumper and loose jeans. We hugged, and I could feel that her body was
incredibly hard, but I was shocked by the size of her breasts crushed against
me. We went to a café and had a coffee and a long talk and then she suggested
we go back to her place for lunch. I knew that there was a lot more than a
meal in store for me as we caught the bus to her flat.
As soon as we got in the door Amanda was all over me. She always knew just how
to turn me on and vice versa. We were soon on her bed and I was dying to see
her even sexier new body. Amanda soon obliged by getting up and giving me an
incredibly sexy strip show in her bedroom. Her large breasts seemed to defy
gravity and to me they looked even larger than the 16D she told me. More
likely a DD or even E-cup. Her nipples were now a rich pinky colour and I was
eager to suck on them again. It was also plain to see that she had been
working out very hard in the gym and the pool. Her shoulders were even broader
than before and her lats would have been impressive on an amateur bodybuilder.
Her abs looked even harder and more defined and the peaks on her biceps were
amazing. She knew I loved her muscles and she just teased me a bit with some
light flexing of her arms and legs before coming over to me to let me feel
them. Naturally I started with her arms. I squeezed her biceps but they didn't
budge, and I was no weakling at around 200 pounds and 6'2". She pumped them up
for me and a thick vein slowly came to the surface. I then put my hands on her
lats as she flared them for me. I was in heaven. I had never seen such
incredible lats in my life let alone felt them before. She turned her back to
me and gave me a little show of her lats and traps that just about made me
cum. Then she let me feel her thighs and calves. They were as hard as rock and
as I was feeling them she jumped on top of me and trapped me between her
muscular thighs, flexing them hard. She took the wind out of me but I was
enjoying it all too much to feel the pain (though the next day bruises were
testament to her strength). We then had sex for hours, both reaching numerous
orgasms. I left her flat that evening a very tired boy.
Due to work and family commitments I didn't see Amanda for nearly a year after
that but we often talked on the phone and she would describe her rock hard
muscles to me, and suck on her own nipples all while sticking her large dildo
in her vagina. We had phone sex at leasts once a week and I ended up with some
huge long-distance phone bills. After a while though she struck up a long-term
relationship with a guy she was at uni with - they're now engaged - and we
stopped having phone sex though we still flirt like crazy. Just the other day
she rang to say that her bra size was now officially 16E.
© 2002 alzef
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Maree
by alzef
This is the true story of my house mate Maree.
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Part One
This story starts about 3 years ago when I had to move house and was looking
for a new house mate. I'd put an ad in the local paper and had a few people
call, but none of them seemed suitable. After a week or so I was just about
ready to try with another ad when I received a phone call from a girl named
Maree. She was a couple of years younger than me and sounded quite nice over
the phone. I gave her my address and asked her to come around so we could talk
some more. Maree was 18 years old and had just moved from the same town as me
to start university. We got along really well and I could tell she
reciprocated more than a little of my sexual interest in her. Maree was quite
pretty in a girl next door kinda way. She had chestnut-brown hair, green eyes,
stood about 5'8" and had very round C-D cup breast with quite noticeable
nipples that seemed to be constantly erect. Maree had a fairly average build
when she moved in, not skinny but sadly no real muscle to speak of, except for
a hint of definition in her calves. She did however have a great foundation to
become a bodybuilder - broad shoulders, small joints, small hips and a tiny
waist. As sexy as she was I couldn't help but think of her body as it would be
with muscles bulging out.
I would sometimes give Maree a lift to uni when I went to the gym in the
mornings and she'd often comment on how she thought it would be cool to go to
the gym, but despite my encouragement she never joined up. Maree was more of
the academic sort than sporting, and the only competitive sport she'd ever
done was rowing. At the gym I'd have little daydreams between sets, imagining
I was working out with her, helping her develop some nice, strong muscles.
About a month after she moved in with me, Maree decided to become a vegan,
which seemed a strange idea as the only dishes she could cook well, involved
meat. Actually, to say she cooked them well is an overstatement as it was just
well relative to the rest of her cooking which was downright ordinary. She
ended up just eating a lot of carbohydrates as most of her meals involved
rice, pasta, white bread and potatoes - and not much else. It wasn't long
before she put on weight and by the middle of the year she had quite a gut
which was highlighted by her tight fitting clothes. It seemed that nearly all
the weight went on her tummy. Her legs and ass stayed much the same, probably
helped by all the walking she did, and thankfully she didn't develop flabby
arms. I guess she put on 10kg or so. The only upshot of her weight gain was a
slight increase in breast size, bringing her to a full D cup. I'd often try to
get her to eat a broader range of foods, taking her to the fruit and vegie
markets and so on, but she really only ate properly when I cooked vegan stuff.
That was quite rare as I was trying to build at least a little muscle at the
gym. I'd nearly always give her a good natured hassle about her eating habits,
but nothing changed.
One day I got home from the gym and Maree was still there, which was unusual.
I entered the kitchen to find Maree sitting at the table reading the newspaper
and asked her what was up.
"Oh, my lecture just got canned for the day, that's all," she replied. I
walked past her to get to the fridge and she commented on how buff I was
looking. I was just wearing a work out top and shorts and was still pretty
pumped from working my chest. I gave her a teasing little flex as I drank my
water and to my surprise she reached out and started feeling my biceps. "Wow,
they're really hard. They must be pretty strong. Flex some more for me," she
pleaded.
I didn't need to be asked twice and went into a double biceps pose. "May I
measure them?" Maree asked, tentatively.
"Sure, but only if I can measure yours," I said cheekily, "have you got a
tape."
"Umm. Yeah, I think there's one in my room."
She dashed out and returned quickly with the tape. I pumped up my arms a few
times, wanting to give her my best flex. She wrapped the tape around my arm
until it was snug over my peak biceps. My arms weren't huge, but they were
very hard and had a great peak for their size.
"Wow 16 1/2", not bad big boy," she purred as ran her hand over my chest and
abs.
"OK, now your turn Maree. Come on, roll up your sleeve."
"Do I have to? I'd rather not."
"Well, that was the deal. You measured mine now I measure yours."
Maree slowly rolled up her sleeve and I was impressed to see a bit of size on
her arm, if not much definition. She flexed half-heartedly, but I wouldn't let
her off that easily.
"Come on girl, flex properly. There's nothing to be ashamed of." She flexed
hard and I could feel that under the thin layer of fat on her upper arm there
was a very firm muscle. It came in at 13", but as I said no real definition or
peak.
Maree was shocked to find out that her own biceps were not tiny. Spurred on by
that news she challenged me to an arm wrestle. We settled down opposite the
table and I didn't really expect much of fight from her as I was doing some
reasonably heavy lifts in the gym and she'd never even lifted a weight in
anger. We locked our right hands together and Maree gave the signal. She
caught me off guard with a little burst of strength at the beginning but I
easily returned it to even and after about 20 seconds had her arm on the
descent, but I was impressed by the amount of fight she did put up.
"Not bad Maree. Maybe you should start working out - you'd probably beat me
before too long." I thought if I gave her that kind of encouragement it may
lead to her joining up at the gym. It wasn't to be though, as Maree then took
up a part-time job on top of her studies and didn't seem to have the time.
Over the next few months I hardly saw Maree. I usually left for the gym before
she woke up, and then she'd be gone through the days and I was busy most
evenings. I did notice though that her diet was improving. There were at least
some eggs, cabbage and sweet potato around, she cut out the huge amounts of
pasta, and all the sweets that kept her going between meals. However, I knew
something was strange when I found chicken breasts that she'd bought in the
freezer. I didn't say anything but was very pleased that she'd started eating
a balanced diet again.
That winter was especially cold and Maree finally left the tight fitting
clothes behind, but I don't think that was just so she could be warmer.
Despite her changed diet, Maree didn't appear to have lost any, and may even
have gained a little more. The really noticeable sign was when spring came and
she continued with the baggy clothes.
Summer came on strong, every seemingly hotter than the previous. I started
swimming down at the river every evening and would often ask Maree if she'd
like to come along. She nearly always declined the offer, saying she had to
work or something like that.
I just finished my final exams at uni and was contemplating what to do with my
life when that summer started. Eventually I decided to move interstate for a
while and maybe travel overseas after a year or two. I told Maree of my plan
and she seemed a little sad as we got on so well and enjoyed being house mates
so much. Maree asked me about the possibility of handing the lease over to her
when I left and I told her I'd try and line it up with the agent.
My last month living there flew by. I was flat out trying to catch up with
everyone before I left, especially as a lot of the crew form my year at uni
were heading off as well. Thankfully by the last week I had everything
organised and had some time to relax and hang out with my old friends down at
our favourite spot on the river. One afternoon in that week I invited Maree to
come along and to my surprise she said yes. I'd already been for a swim with
my mates that morning, so it was just Maree and I. She told me she'd just
bought a new bikini that she wanted to try out as she dashed off to get
changed. She came back 5 minutes later wearing a loose, long- sleeved shirt
and a long summery skirt, looking beautiful as ever but still a little pudgy,
or so it seemed to me.
We hopped in my car for the 15 minute drive, windows all down as my air
conditioning had well and truly died. It was a ridiculously hot day - even at
7pm it was still uncomfortable - and we both got up quite a sweat on the
journey. We walked down the old track from the road to the rock pool area we
hung out near. I took off my shoes and shirt quickly, and hopped in to the
cooling water. I was treading water, waiting, keeping half an eye on Maree.
Her legs were hidden from my view and she undid her shirt buttons with her
back to me. She bent down to remove her skirt, shirt still on, and then moved
towards the river sliding the shirt from her shoulders as she went. I then got
the shock of my life as I saw Maree's body was not at all pudgy but muscular
and defined. Not huge, but she had the muscles of a reasonable amateur body
builder. Maybe a middleweight, I mused. I moved towards her, speechless for
the moment. As she walked I noticed that her calves were now quite large maybe
16" and her thighs were looking very strong. She looked to be in off-season
shape, only her calves showed real definition, but her abs were still
noticeable. I couldn't believe she built this body under my nose in only 10
months.
"What's all this?" I spluttered.
"Well, I knew you liked a bit of muscle on women, and I saw you getting
excited when you measured my arm that day and we arm wrestled, so I decided to
give weight lifting a go. The next thing I new I was hooked and, well,
developed some pretty nice looking muscles. Do you like them?"
"Of course. They're beautiful." I reached over to her as she slid into the
water, reaching for her large, round biceps. She offered up a flex and
astonished me with her sizeable peak. She then flexed her chest and I noticed
her breasts were now only a B-C cup but stood out so much because of her
incredible pecs. She flexed her pecs alternately, making her breasts bounce
rhythmically. She moved right up against me and rubbed her body against mine.
"What's this?" she exclaimed as she reached for my now very erect penis. "My
oh my, so big, aren't you?" She grinned mischievously at me. "So how about an
arm wrestling re-match?"
"OK. But you'll probably beat me now. How did you make such incredible gains?"
"Well you see, I went to that gym near the supermarket, you often see the big
women there, and thought 'well someone here must know what they're doing.' I
joined up and told my trainer that I wanted to build really big, strong
muscles. He told me that wasn't really his thing so he referred me to Tonia.
She is a retired National champ and still keeps her size and definition up
there. She put me on a programme, sorted out my diet and recommended some
supplements and now here I am, still growing."
"Wow. I'll have to measure your arms again now. What were your arms before,
13"?"
"Yeah, maybe a shade under. I reckon you'll like my new measurements. Tonia
and I take my measurements at the beginning of each month, so I'll show you my
first lot of them to compare my legs and so on."
I was eager to go straight home but we stayed for a swim and Maree showed off
her big muscles every chance she got. After about 40 minutes we got out and
Maree asked me to dry her back for her. The thick muscles of her back danced
at the slightest movement, her skin was milky and smooth. I still couldn't
believe she had put on so much muscle in ten months. Tonia must have been
working her really hard, though I was concerned that maybe she'd turned to
drugs to help make big gains. She let me dry her legs and glutes too and as I
dried her rock hard quads I had a look at her g-string to see if there were
any signs of clitoral enlargement, but there was none. I then thought about
any other possible signs of steroid use but her voice was the same, she didn't
seem to have any extra hair and she hadn't been emotional or anything so I
dismissed the thoughts as my natural pessimism.
Maree only put her shirt on for the trip home and even then she didn't button
it up, leaving some serious distractions to my driving highly visible. Maree
stretched her legs out, flexing her quadriceps hard, getting them pumped up.
She ran her hands over the thick cords of muscle, felling every hill and
valley of her hardened muscles. She then moved on to her abs, tracing the
outline of each muscle with her index finger. My erection was clear to see and
she slid her other hand down the front of my bathers and started toying with
it expertly. Maree had me on the verge of orgasm in moment and quickly pulled
my bathers down enough to be able to lean over and suck on my large erection.
"Mmm, you are a big boy. We might have to measure this baby when we get home
too." She started sucking and licking me, bringing me to an intense climax
(thankfully we were stopped at a set of traffic lights on a quiet road).
Maree returned to her little show, slipping her right hand under her bikini
top and pulling on her large nipples. She was clearly turned on by the whole
situation and soon started pleasuring herself. She slipped of the thong and
slid her index and middle fingers into her already moist pussy while rubbing
her clitoris with her thumb. It wasn't long before I was erect again but we
soon turned into our street, and not a moment too soon either - I was
desperate to feel her muscles in action.
We entered the house and went straight to the spare room where I kept a couple
of dumbells. Maree rolled up her sleeve, picked up the weights and started
curling them. I watched, mesmerised by the stretching and contraction of her
strong muscles. "Come on," she said, "come and feel these babies."
I reached over and felt the incredible bulge of her biceps. She continued to
pump, her veins becoming large and prominent all along her arm. After 20 reps
she stopped and flexed her arm with the sleeve still rolled up. She then
removed her shirt and bikini top and did 20 quick push-ups before returning to
the posing display. "I think now is the time for some measuring."
I grabbed the tape from my room as Maree found the sheet with her pre-
weightlifting measurements.
"OK, lets start with my arms. They were 12 7/8" when I started." I carefully
put the tape around her firm arm and took the new measurement. "14 1/4" -
pretty good."
We moved on to her chest, which had been 39" and a D cup before. Her chest now
came in it 44" with C cup breasts standing proudly atop pectoral muscle. Her
waist was 33" when she was overweight and came in now at a sleek looking 28",
but Maree said she wantted to slim it another inch or two to highlight her
broad shoulders. Her quads had increased from 19" to 23" and her calves 14
1/4" to 16". Her butt had gone from rather flat and shapeless to a firm, curvy
bubble butt. Her natural body shape only served to enhance her fantastic
gains.
Maree started squeezing her pec muscles together crushing her breasts and
muscle into an incredible display of cleavage. She then started pulling on her
cherry-red nipples, quickly bringing them to erection at which point they
stood about an inch and a half long and nearly half an inch thick. With
nipples that size it's no wonder they appeared to be erect even when they
weren't. She called me over and offered up one of her large nipples. I started
licking and sucking on it, running my tongue down its length. She told me to
suck them harder and as I sucked furiously I could feel them grow further in
my mouth. Maree was groaning with pleasure and moved her hand to her clit. As
I was sucking I inserted 2 fingers into her pussy. Juices started flowing
almost instantly and I pushed her back onto my spare bed so I could lap up her
sweet taste. Maree had just a thin strip of pubic hair running for about 2
inches from her clitoris, cropped quite short. Just then she stood up, her
back to me, and bent her hips so that her hands were on the bed. She spread
her lips wide open with two fingers, inviting me to enter her from behind. I
slowly slid my 8" cock inside her and we found our rhythm easily. I marvelled
at the shape and tone of her ass and ran my hands over her tight abs. Her
broad back was turning me on further and I could see her triceps popping out
as she supported her weight. She asked me to pull on her nipples and she, in
return, reached an arm through her legs and started squeezing my balls. After
a few minutes Maree stopped and motioned for me to lie on the bed. She
straddled me and lowered herself on to me, squatting. She then proceeded to
move up and down, subtly changing the angle, while squeezing my throbbing cock
with her vaginal muscles. She started flexing her biceps and I reached up to
feel their hardness. This all seemed to excite her even more and her juices
started flowing strongly again and she reached a very intense climax. Maree
then moved up my body and told me to lick up all her juices, and I was in no
position to say no, what, with her strong thighs around my head and all.
I only had another three days left before moving and I was very pleased that
I'd got so much done in the previous few weeks, leaving lots of time for sex
with Maree. It was a sad day when I had to leave however, and I decided that I
would have to visit as much as possible.
To be continued ...
(c)2003 alzef
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Good story, I liked her committment, I hope she continues to get stronger and more muscular. k+!
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Maree - Part 2
by alzef
This is the second part of the story of my old house mate Maree.
After finishing university I moved interstate, to a city about 6 hours drive
from Maree. I figured I'd have plenty of spare time to visit her in the first
6 months or so, but things didn't work out that way. I soon got a job and it
was keeping me busier than I'd anticipated, meaning I didn't get to visit
Maree until about 9 months after I left.
The other down-side of my new job was that I could hardly ever make to the gym
and I soon noticed that I'd added some unwanted weight. Nothing dramatic, but
I lost my hard earned definition.
In the end it was actually my job that necessitated the trip and I organised
for an extra 2 days at the end of the trip. I phoned Maree to see if she'd be
in town and she said that she'd be there the whole time I was, and to call her
when I arrived.
I arrived on a Wednesday morning and had meetings until Friday afternoon. I
rang Maree on Wednesday evening and she asked me out for a drink that night. I
agreed but told her I couldn't stay out too late as I had an early meeting the
next day.
We met at a small caf� in the city and Maree looked more beautiful than I
remembered. It was a cool evening and she was wearing jeans and a loose
jacket, which disappointed me. We talked for a couple of hours before I had to
get back to my hotel. Maree caught a taxi home, so I walked her to the taxi
rank on the way to my hotel, and as she left she gave me a hug. As I put my
arms around her I could feel the hugeness of her back and shoulders and she
squeezed me enough to let me know that I probably wouldn't be in charge any
more. We agreed to meet again on Saturday morning at her house.
I could hardly sleep that night for all my thoughts of Maree and I was in a
daze through the next two days of meetings.
Finally Saturday morning arrived and I caught a taxi to Maree's house. She
told me to come around 10am as she had to work-out early in the morning. When
I arrived at her house most of the curtains were drawn and I could hear some
music playing on Maree's stereo. I rang the door and after a moment she
answered, apparently still in her training gear. She wore a loose fitting
tracksuit, but who knew what she had underneath. She gave me a quick kiss on
the cheek and invited me in. I sat at her kitchen table as she grabbed some
water. As she bent over to get the water from her fridge I could see the
beautiful outline of her glutes. I could feel myself becoming hard and I moved
uneasily in my seat. Maree came back with two glasses of water and sat down
opposite me. She didn't say anything for ages until finally she said, "so I
guess your wondering what's under this tracksuit?"
"Uh-huh."
"Well, if your good, I might just show you," she said, a mischievous grin on
her face.
She got up and walked down the hallway to her bedroom.
"Come on then."
I had a quick sip of my water and followed her. As I stepped inside her room
she pushed me forcefully to the bed. She then turned her back to me and I
heard her un-zip her top. She slowly slipped over her big shoulders, revealing
defined delts and seriously flared lats, straining against her work-out bra. I
could see the top of her tight work-out shorts above the line of her tracksuit
and Maree quickly slid her fingers inside them and the tracksuit pulling them
both straight down. The end result was Maree bending straight over, baring her
perfect glutes to me, only a g-string spoiling the view. She then stood up and
flexed one of the best rear biceps poses I'd ever seen. Her biceps were
incredibly peaked and her back was very defined. As she held her flex she
moved her right leg back and flexed her huge calve. Maree then pivoted and
went into an abdominal pose, shaking her left quad for good measure before
making it pop.
"I'm getting ready for my first show - the state championships in a couple of
weeks."
"Wow, you look ... um ... incredible!"
"Yeah, Tonia thinks I must just have perfect muscle building genetics. She
can't believe the mass I've put on and that I can still come down so well for
comp."
"So you're still training with her."
"Yeah, but it's not such a formal relationship now. We're more like training
buddies and she helps me out with diet and stuff. She said I've even inspired
her to compete again. She's actually started adding mass again. Actually,
she's coming around later today, you should hang around and meet her."
"I don't that I'll be able to handle both of you."
"Oh, you won't. You won't even be able to handle me now."
To be continued ...
(c) 2003 alzef
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Maree - part 3
by alzef
Maree continued her sexy muscle display for me standing high on her toes,
making her calves pop. She removed her work-out bra and started flexing her
considerable pecs. She started pumping them one after the other, making her
large muscles dance. Maree then went into a crab-pose and I couldn't believe
the striations in her chest. On top of that her traps looked like they were
going to explode and her abs were amazing - each a perfectly formed block of
muscle. Thick veins were prominent on her peaked biceps and her forearms alone
probably contained enough power to beat me. She finally relaxed the pose after
nearly a minute! This girl had serious stamina. Maree then turned side-on to
me a displayed her hamstrings, making them pop out. I'd never seen such a
"peak" on a hamstring before - not even on the pros. Maree then went to her
chest of drawers and pulled out a tape measure.
"Wait there," she said as she dashed out of the room.
She returned a moment later with a pair of dumbells.
"I think it's about time you measured my muscles again - don't you?"
She started curling the heavy weights and more and more veins came to pop out
of her skin. She did about 25 reps on each arm before moving close to me and
flexing incredibly hard. I put the tape around her arm and was immensely
turned on by the size of her peaked biceps.
"15 1/4 inches! Wow girl, you must really be working out hard! I remember they
were less than 13" a year or two ago."
"Well you know, I did it all to please you," she replied flashing a cheeky
smile at me.
She then lay down on her bed and worked her chest with the dumbells. She did
some pressing and then some flies before standing up and continuing her
amazing muscle display.
"I'm very proud of this chest. I can bench well over 200 pounds now. My best
is 250."
I stood up, failing to disguise my arousal and slipped the tape around her
immense chest.
"46 1/2 inches!" I was in a muscle lover's heaven.
She continued her pump session, now focussing on her legs. Her quads were now
26" and her calves split at 17". She was very proud of her calves and showed
me how she could no longer stand properly with her feet together as her calves
stuck out too much. "I guess that's what happens when you're 170 pounds of
rock hard muscle!"
Maree then demonstrated the power of her huge thighs. She grabbed my head and
thrust it between her legs and squeezed, gently at first, then slowly adding
on the power. The pressure on my head was incredible and then she told me she
was only using half of her strength! She then threw me on the bed and wrapped
her legs around my torso and squeezed with all her strength. I thought I was
going to be sick and struggled to keep my abs tense so she wouldn't crush me
completely. I could feel the weight of her muscle bound body against my ribs.
She flexed her biceps as she dominated me before flexing her pecs menacingly
above my weak body. Maree stood up and lifted me high over her head before
lowering me across her shoulders and squatting my 200 pound frame
effortlessly.
"I usually squat about twice this much," Maree bragged as she finished her
25th rep.
Maree threw me back on the bed and proceeded to shake her thigh vigorously
before flexing it hard. Thick cords of muscle strained against her smooth
skin.
Just then the doorbell rang.
"That'll be Tonia."
Maree quickly put on a bath robe and ran to get the door.
I could hear them talking as I sat up - the sound of Tonia's voice turning me
on even more. I couldn't wait to see what she looked like.
A moment later Maree opened the door a crack.
"I'd like you to meet Tonia," and with that she opened the door fully and
stepped back.
Tonia stood before me wearing Maree's bath robe. She was about 5'8" and the
robe didn't disguise the fact that she was built like a tank. Tonia moved
forward and removed the robe in one graceful movement, standing before me now
in a tiny, jet-black posing bikini.
"I'm Tonia, nice to meet you. I'm getting ready for the same show as Maree and
we're looking for somebody to be a test audience for our posing routines.
Would you like to help?"
I think I said "yes" but I was to entranced by these two muscle goddesses to
know what I was saying or doing.
Maree put on some music and grabbed a small bottle of posing oil. She started
lightly oiling Tonia's ripped muscles, feeling every bump and crevice of her
musculature. When she was well oiled Tonia started pumping her arms with the
dumbells, curling them slowly and squeezing her biceps extra hard at the top
each time. Her thick veins were soon prominent, snaking across her massive
peak. I guessed her arms were about 16" pumped and she had a thick vein
running over the top, from her shoulder to her elbow - a look that I loved.
When she was done she started posing to the music, moving gracefully from pose
to pose but give each flex maximum effort - none of those figure competitor
poses, Tonia was a serious bodybuilder. After a couple of minutes of sexy
posing Tonia moved towards me and started flexing her biceps in my face and
showing off her muscular cleavage. Then came Maree's turn to show her routine
and I was in muscle lover's heaven!
(c) 2004
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Michelle
By alzef
This is the true story of my encounters with my high school friend Michelle.
My friend Michelle has probably the best pair of calves I've ever seen. I know
that's a pretty big call to make, but Michelle's calves, well heck, her whole
body, was something else. Michelle had been doing gymnastics since she was
about 5 years old and had been a state rep, so by the time I met her as a
teenager you can imagine she was in pretty good shape. She was about 12 or 13
years old when I met her, and puberty hadn't really hit her yet - as is the
case with many gymnasts - but she already had a killer pair of legs. At that
age I guess her calves were around 14" but it was hard to tell much else under
her school uniform. Occasionally I'd get a glimpse of her small but firm
biceps when she had her jumper off in summer, but at that stage her calves
were the main attraction. Over the next few years though, she continued to
play a lot of sport - netball, tennis, indoor soccer, and still her gymnastics
- and her muscles developed nicely with time. On top of this, Michelle was
beautiful - wavy, long brown hair, nicely tanned skin, and beautiful eyes and
smile (though I didn't see much of that back then as she had braces).
By the time Michelle was 15 she was a stunner. She'd had her braces removed
and her body had developed to its potential. Her calves must have been around
the 16" mark and her breasts had started to develop properly and she was now a
full B-cup. That I year I also had the pleasure of being in Michelle's PE
class. Actually I was very lucky that year in being one of only 4 guys in a
class of 20, but the only girl I had eyes for was Michelle. The warmer months
that year were heaven for me as Michelle started wearing shorts in PE, showing
off not just her calves, but also a considerable pair of thighs. She had a
very noticeable tear-drop, and quite a good quad sweep to boot. My guess was
her thighs were around 22- 23" - not bad as she was fairly short, maybe 5'3"
or so. Our class spent a lot of time just playing soccer and basketball and
stuff, so I'd always try and be on the opposite team and then match-up on
Michelle. The only problem was that I was the tallest guy and she was one of
the shortest girls so I was often pushed to match-up on Rachel, who was 6'1"
(perhaps more on her in another tale ... ). However through all this Michelle
never showed more than a passing interest in me until about 2 years later,
when we were at college.
I hadn't seen Michelle for at least a year until one night she was a spectator
at an indoor soccer game I was playing in. It was a hot night and Michelle was
wearing a very short pair of shorts and a loose long- sleeve top and she
looked spectacular. I knew she must have been lifting some weights, as she had
more than gymnast's muscles. She looked like she'd grown a little taller too -
maybe 5'4" or even 5'5". Her hair was pulled back in a pony-tail and she was
as pretty as ever, but it was still her legs that warranted the most
attention. Her thighs were now pushing 26" and her calves looked to be well
past 17" and to cap it off she was starting to show some nice vascularity in
her quads and calves.
We got talking after the game and I asked if she was still doing gymnastics,
and she said she was just doing some coaching now and had taken up
weightlifting after injuring her shoulder. We talked a little more, but I had
to fill in for another team that night, so I asked if she'd like to meet for
coffee one day. To my surprise she agreed and we arranged to meet a couple of
days later.
Michelle was already at the caf� when I arrived and she was wearing 3/4 length
pants that were way too tight around her thighs, and a loose fitting t-shirt.
For the first time I noticed Michelle's upper body. Her forearms were showing
considerable muscle - I guess they were about 13" - and some serious veins. As
we were talking she's flex and relax her forearms a lot and I'm sure it was
for my benefit. We hit it off really well - she was a lot funnier and clever
than I remember, though she was very quiet for most of high school. She was
still a little shy but after a bit we started talking about weightlifting,
wrestling and similar stuff and Michelle surprised me by really opening up.
She seemed really proud of her lifting and started telling me about her best
lifts and I was stunned to hear the weight she was pushing:
Bench - 155 pounds Squats - 220 Barbell curls - 90 Leg press 900 and she was
using the whole rack to work her amazing claves!
I nearly creamed my pants upon hearing these figures, but kept my composure. I
told they were some pretty serious weights and that must be developing a nice
bit of muscle. This got her going a bit more. She told me how most of the boys
didn't like her building such strong muscles and that it was nice to find
someone supportive. Michelle then asked if I'd like to see some more of her
muscles. I just about passed out. Naturally I replied "yes" and she said we
should go somewhere a little more private. We decided to go back to my house
as it was only 10 minutes walk away and there wouldn't be anyone home. On the
walk home I'd occasionally lag behind Michelle so I could watch her calves
bulging in her 3/4 length pants. It was amazing that she didn't split them
wide open. Once inside Michelle rolled up her sleeves and flexed her sizeable
biceps. She asked me if I had any weights or something heavy and suitable that
she could use to help her get a pump, so I rushed to my room and grabbed a
pair of dumbells that I had under my bed. They were 20's and Michelle was
happy to do some pumping and posing for me. She asked me to come and measure
her muscles before she got pumped. I grabbed a measuring tape from the sewing
kit and started with her forearms - 13" cold. Next her biceps - unflexed12
1/2", flexed 13 1/2". Then on with her magnificent legs. Her thighs were 24
1/2" relaxed, then she flexed them incredibly hard and I could see each muscle
clearly. I adjusted the tape and it read 25 1/2". Finally her incredible
calves. Michelle took her sandals off and stood flat on the floor. My hands
were trembling slightly in anticipation as I looped the tape around the calves
I'd longed to measure for so many years. Relaxed, they came in at 17 1/4" and
then she stood up on her toes and expanded them to their fullness 17 3/4". I
ran my index finger around the steep ridge at the bottom of her split, diamond
shaped calves. I was in heaven. Michelle then grabbed the dumbells and started
pumping up her beautifully peaked biceps. I watched as the veins in her
forearms became prominent. She pumped out 20 reps on each arm then carefully
put the weight down and rolled up her sleeve. What had been hard but smooth
biceps 5 minutes ago, were now pumped, hard and vascular. The vein down the
middle of her bicep was huge. Michelle asked me to come and measure her arms
again now they were fully pumped. I pulled out the tape measure and measured
her pumped biceps at 14 1/2".
She then picked up the weights and went to the stairs. She told me to stay at
the bottom and she went to the 4th step, balanced herself with her toes at the
edge and pumped up her mighty calves. About 1- reps in I heard a little
tearing noise and a giggle from Michelle. I realised then that she'd worn
those pants for a reason. After about 40 reps she stopped, came down a couple
of steps and presented them to me. I couldn't believe it. Here was a girl, all
of 5'5", with 18 1/4" calves. Michelle stayed a couple of steps up and
continued pumping her bulging calves, letting me feel them as she moved up and
down. After that we moved back to the lounge and she took off her shirt and
pants and stood before me in her sports bra and tiny training shorts. She gave
me a little demonstration of her pecs, making her very full and round B cup
breasts bounce up and down. Then Michelle started rolling her hips sexily,
making her abs dance. She had a perfect six-pack, each muscle perfectly
defined and shrink wrapped in her beautifully tanned skin. She then thrust out
her right thigh and shook her giant quads before flexing them so hard it
looked like her skin could barely contain her power. Michelle moved towards me
and pushed me down onto the couch, hopped into my lap and started flexing her
fantastic biceps right in front of my face. She grabbed my hand and placed it
on the peaked muscle as she flexed it over and over.
As she did this, she slowly wrapped her powerful thighs around me, then all of
a sudden she squeezed me so hard that I thought I would be sick. Michelle
leaned forward and whispered in my ear "this is just to let you know who is in
charge ... but I know this is what you were after anyway."
I put my hands on her thighs as she continued to squeeze and could feel every
muscle fibre straining against my ribs. Then, as suddenly as she started, she
stopped. I breathed out heavily, and she smiled that beautiful smile at me:
"So, do you want to see how strong my arms are?"
To be continued ...
(c) alzef 2003
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FANTASTIC!!!!!!!!!!!!!
but I dubt it's a real story, this girl is stronger than me at 34 yo...........
please continue the story ;)
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Well -- if she had hard and vascular 14.5" biceps, she'd press more than 155 -- but this is what happens when people write stories without actually being weightlifters themselves.
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Melanie
by alzef
Mel was a year below me in high school - though we were pretty close in age -
and she was a very talented tennis player. We were in one class together, and
that was Sports Science, for which I am very glad, as you shall soon find out.
Mel was a pretty girl but by no means drop-dead gorgeous. She had shoulder
length blonde hair, blue eyes and a great tan, which she maintained by
spending winter breaks in the tropics. She was about 5'8" and I'd guess she
weighed around 125-130 pounds, most of which was well-toned muscle. Mel
obviously kept in great shape to be one of the top junior tennis players in
the country, but her calves were way beyond the needs of a tennis player. They
were huge! And I'm not just saying they were big for her age - they were
seriously huge calves. She was 15 the year we had that class together and I
reckon they were past 16" then and still growing. Mel was a joy to walk behind
down the corridor or especially going up the stairs. After sports science I'd
try and get behind her as she went to her locker on the next floor. Her split
calves would bulge sexily as she took each step. Even from the front her
calves were very visible, and they would touch well before her feet were
together. All in all there were a lot of opportunities to check out her calves
but I was really longing to measure them and feel their hardness.
One day my chance finally came. Our class was experimenting with a computer
program that would process given information to work out a person's ideal
sport according to their body type. We were paired off and after months of
trying I finally got paired with Mel. We all changed into our gym gear and
each pair went off to a corner of the PE department and Mel and I found
ourselves in the weight room with 2 other pairs. The other pairs quickly
exited through the side door for a smoke so Mel and I were alone. There were a
lot of boring tests like the co-ordination one and so- on but we also had to
do some basic physical measurements such as height and arm-span. My plan was
to fool Mel, who was not the brightest girl (but very nice), into letting me
measure her calves. I made sure that I was in control of the forms we were
filling out and when we got to the vertical jump I thought I'd be in with a
good chance.
"OK Mel we've gotta do vertical jump next and then it says we've got to
measure calve and thigh circumference." "What?" "I'm just going on what it
says here. I guess they want to know about muscle size relative to strength or
something ... " "Oh well, if that's what it says."
I went first in the jump and at 6'1" managed to just clear the 10' mark. Mel
then measured my calves and thighs and I was getting very excited by the touch
of her hand on my leg. "15 1/2 inches and 24 inches," she said.
Mel then got set to jump and I was surprised when she reached 9'6", but she
seemed kind of disappointed. I watched as she tried a couple more times,
enjoying watching her calves get a pump, but she only gained another half an
inch. I then told her about this technique I'd heard of where you do some
low-rep/high weight squats, then do your vertical leap. I'd never tried it but
I thought it would be cool to see her lift some heavy weights with her strong
legs. We went over to the squat rack and I put 10kg on each side for a 40kg
total but Mel laughed and said "no-way," so I took them off and reached for
the 5kg plates but she laughed some more. "What?" "I meant no-way, that's too
light - try loading it to 80kg." I couldn't believe my luck - here was a sexy
muscular girl flaunting her strength essentially for my benefit. Mel knocked
off 5 reps easily and then went back to try her leap again, her calves and
quads well pumped. "You ready to write a new best down for me?" "Ready when
you are Mel." On her first jump she reached 9'7", but she still wanted more.
She went back to the rack and did 3 more reps at 90kg then proceeded to reach
9'8". "That's more like it. Now you'd better measure these babies while
they're pumped," she teased as she stood up on her toes, pumping her huge
calves. I quickly grabbed the tape and wrapped round her rock-hard calve - 16
3/4". I was getting really excited and could barely contain myself when she
invited me to measure her thighs. Her skin was so smooth and perfectly tanned
with a fair bit of definition -more than you'd expect from a tennis player. I
got the tape settled and it read 24 1/2"! I was dumbfounded. Here was an
otherwise ordinary looking girl with calves and quads that put me to shame,
with strength enough to crush me too. Mel then decided that she wanted a
better pump for her calves and a re-measure. She walked over and started doing
calve raises with nearly the entire stack. She finished 30 reps and her calves
were looking huge, when she got off and told me to measure them again. I was
amazed - her pump had added nearly 1/2" to her calves!
Mel revelled in her lower body supremacy, but before I could take any further
the bell went and she put her track suit back on.
I never got any further than that with Mel, but she would often give me a
knowing smile as we passed in the hall, and she'd always squeeze her calves
extra hard when I was walking behind her.
(c) 2003 alzef
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Mei
By alzef
This is the story of my very sexy Chinese friend Mei.
I met Mei when I was about 17 years old, and she was some 8 or 9 years older
than me. We met by chance really, but we were soon very close friends, sharing
a rather cutting sense of humour.
Mei stood about 5'2" and seemed to be of a fairly average build. When we met
she had full and rather perky B-cup breasts, and her nipples we're often
prominent. She had beautiful soft skin, and full pouty lips. Mei was a sexual
predator, and I don't think I've ever met a girl more addicted to cock - well,
to be more precise, big, thick cock. She wasn't sleeping around or slutty, she
tended to have regular boyfriends, but she just wore them out. It seemed to me
that she needed to have sex at least 3 times a day, every day, to be
satisfied.
I spent about a year living with Mei, in which time she had a most
eye-catching growth-spurt, her breast going from perky B-cup to full and
bouncy DD-cup. As a hormone ravaged teen this really got me horny, and I spent
a lot of time sneaking looks at her around the house, and a lot of time
dreaming about getting my hands on her now spectacular chest. I just couldn't
get over a girl in her mid-20s having such a big growth spurt without being
pregnant. In fact, if anything her overall figure was improving.
After a year or so of sharing a house, she moved out to house sit long term
for her sister who had returned to China for a year. Mei's sister lived just a
block or two away, so we still hung out heaps, and it was during this time
that Mei and I became much closer than friends.
It started out with her flirting with me, and wearing more revealing clothes.
I was spending a lot of time at her place, and we would regularly exercise
together, going for long walks, weekend bike rides and the occasional jog. A
friend of ours, Elana, used to walk with us a lot of the time too. We were
very close friends and Elana was no slouch in the looks and figure department
either, but I only had eyes for Mei. During a long walk late one afternoon,
Mei started bragging about how toned her figure was. She then started inviting
us to feel how hard her thighs and glutes were. She was wearing very short
shorts and I noticed for the first time how muscular and toned her thighs
were. They weren't huge like a weightlifter's, or sprint cyclist's, but there
was a little mass, and definition. I couldn't help myself and had a long hard
feel of her thighs before giving her glutes a squeeze too. Elana also made
good use of the opportunity and I think she enjoyed it as much as I did.
I started reciprocating Mei's flirting more and more. Finally my big
opportunity came. Mei's house was burgled one night when she was away on
business, and when she came back she was a bit spooked and asked me to come
and sleep at her place for a week or two.
When I arrived on the first night it was immediately apparent that Mei wanted
more than just another person in the house to make her feel safe. Mei answered
the door wearing a silk robe that barely covered her rock hard bubble butt.
She had the belt pulled fast around her waist highlighting the size of her
chest and curvy hips against her tiny waist. It became clear that she was also
wearing nothing underneath. Mei quickly pulled me in for a hug, and I'm sure
she could feel my burgeoning erection. As it was, I could feel her large,
stiff nipples against my stomach. Mei then beckoned me inside and showed me to
my room. The room was large, with a Queen size bed under the large window,
with the bathroom shared with Mei's bedroom on the other side. Having come
from a long day at uni, topped off with an hour in the gym, I was keen for a
nice long shower, and Mei obliged, laying out fresh towels for me.
I stayed in the shower for a little longer than I should have, but my body was
aching from my workout and the shower gave considerable relief. When I finally
emerged and had dried myself off I realized I'd left my clean clothes in the
bedroom. I walked out with the towel wrapped around my waist and was surprised
(but not overly shocked) to find Mei lying on my bed, still in her sexy robe,
which was now slightly hitched up, revealing her pubic region, and a refined
triangle of dark hair. I moved towards the bed and Mei reached out to pull
away my towel, revealing my very large erection. "I knew you wouldn't
disappoint me," she purred.
Mei then sat up removing her robe. Her breasts were slowly revealed as she
slipped the robe down over her shoulders. She teased me for a moment, letting
the robe hang from her very large nipples. I knew that many Asian women had
disproportionately large nipples, but Mei's really brought it home. Her
nipples were about 2" long and the best part of an inch thick. They were
surrounded by beautiful chocolate coloured aureole and her DD bust formed
almost perfect cleavage without support. What surprised me most was the
definition in Mei's abs. As well as her rock hard thighs and glutes, as well
as some pleasantly bulging calves, Mei had a genuine 6 pack. Not super ripped,
but clearly defined and super sexy.
Mei had been out of a relationship for a few months now, and it showed as she
started hungrily sucking my cock. She then expertly flipped me onto my back
(not that I was resisting!) straddled my midsection, and while holding my cock
in her right hand started slowly lowering herself onto me. She found that I
soon filled her, and she was very pleased. We developed a slow, grinding,
rocking motion that was very agreeable for both of us. I could see Mei's abs
working as she moved, and this only served to make my erection harder and
longer. I could also reach her rock hard butt with both my hands, and got much
pleasure from testing their hardness. However, most of my attention was on her
magnificent bust. A year ago she'd been a B cup, but now, here she was fucking
me with her amazing DD-cup breasts bouncing pleasantly in time to our rhythm.
Mei spent a lot of time pulling very hard on her supersized nipples, and would
regularly rub her clit with one hand while paying particular attention to one
nipple. We went on this way for quite some time, slowly increasing the pace
until after about 15 minutes Mei started riding a huge wave of orgasms that
lasted for another 10 minutes. After that we moved so that I was on top. I was
driving ever deeper into Mei's tight snatch, and it wasn't long before she
started another round of orgasms, this time accompanied by a steady flow of
her sweet juices. After a while I pulled out and started lapping up her
juices, which just set her off again. Mei then hopped back on top, and this
time pulled her body away from mine. I felt like she was going to snap my cock
clean off, but after a moment we found our rhythm again and I was in heaven.
Her pussy started juicing again, and before long we'd reached an amazing
simultaneous climax. We both fell panting back onto our pillows. Once she'd
caught her breath Mei turned to me, "Elana's coming over tomorrow night -
you'd better get some rest. She'll be expecting the same as I've had tonight,
and I'll be wanting some more before then I think!"
To be continued ...
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An old story of mine
Rose
Rose is a couple of years younger than me and we first met in high school when
I was 14 years old. She was best friend of a girl I went out with for a while,
but Rose and I didn't get along at all well for about 10 months or so, until
she developed a huge crush on me. We started going out just after I graduated
high school, but it only lasted 3 months and the 2nd and 3rd months were
nothing special.
Rose was a bit of an ugly duckling early in high school - she was a
middle/long distance runner with a stick figure, braces and nothing at all
special about her. By the middle of high school though, she was developing
nicely. She had developed nice little breasts, had lost the braces and was
showing some nice leg muscles. She had beautiful brown eyes and a nice olive
complexion that she inherited from her Italian grandmother. Her skin was soft
and smooth to touch and she had a smile that would melt any heart. When we
started going out I guess she would have had full A cup breasts, maybe just a
B cup, and she had a lovely personality, though a bit shy still at that young
age. One thing she wasn't lacking was strength, hardness and definition in her
legs. We'd often spend afternoons that summer moping around her house, shyly
exploring each other's bodies and whenever I could I'd try and test her leg
strength. Rose's legs were still fairly thin, but were showing a bit of shape
and were very defined form all her running. I was playing soccer twice a week
at that stage so my legs were pretty strong, but even with that and a
considerable weight advantage I had trouble beating her in a leg wrestle. I
used to love watching her leg muscles working when she was walking up stairs -
or even just as she stood up - especially her thighs. Rose also had a runner's
six pack, though she was a bit shy about it and I never really got to explore
it but I would often feel the hardness of her abs through her shirt. Strangely
though, she was quite happy for me to explore her newly developing breasts,
especially her very sensitive nipples. Her nipples were a lovely dark colour,
almost like chocolate.
At the end of the summer Rose and I broke up, but it wasn't a big deal for
either of us. She had her eye on a guy in her year and I was off to college
for some serious female action. We only saw each other once over the next 2
years. About a year and a half after we split up we met, and she was no longer
the ugly duckling but instead an incredibly beautiful, sexy young woman.
Although she was rugged up against winter's cold, I could tell that her body
was developing nicely too, especially her breasts which were probably a full B
cup at that stage. We didn't speak for long and it was a little uncomfortable
so I didn't really think much of it until 8 months later. By then I was living
interstate and I was at the messy end of a long-term relationship that I'd
tried to continue long-distance. I decided to write to Rose out of the blue
and was shocked when I received a reply just a few days later. We started
writing regularly and seemed to be hitting it off really well. It seemed that
we had more in common now than when we were together. We decided to meet up
next time I was visiting my parents at the beginning of spring.
I could hardly wait to get home and see how sexy Rose was looking. We agreed
to meet in a café in the city and she was already there when I arrived. She
looked so sexy, wearing a tight light blue t-shirt and very sexy jeans. I was
longing to get a look at her tight ass in those jeans, and hopefully out of
them. We got along really well, so I asked if she'd like to come around one
night and I could cook dinner for her. She said that Saturday night would suit
her, which suited me too, as I'd have the house to myself.
Rose arrived about 6.30pm and the sight that greeted my eyes was amazing. She
was wearing a tight, low-cut black top that perfectly showed her incredible
cleavage and also a little of her toned stomach, and black hipster jeans which
seemed to be painted on her perfect ass. I was still cooking, so I offered her
a drink and she pulled up a chair in the lounge. Rose started telling me how
she had a summer job at the pool and I couldn't help but picture her in her
sexy little uniform. We ate dinner and settled back down in the lounge with
another glass of wine. I put on some music - a new Donny Hathaway to my
collection - and we talked for a while. I don't remember how, but somehow the
conversation was turned around to the subject of her body, which was something
she was no longer so shy about. Enthusiastically, Rose started saying how she
had a six-pack from all her running so I played dumb and told her I never new,
saying so in a voice with a trace of doubt. As I had hoped, she took the bait,
stood up and pulled up her shirt revealing a fantastic six-pack - as good as
Lisa Hourin's! I could barely contain my excitement. She walked over to me and
ran her fingers around each defined muscle, teasing me to the extreme. Then
she made me stand up as she danced sexily to the music, rubbing her tits and
ass against my body, driving me crazy.
She then pulled her shirt of completely and thrust my body back onto the
couch, rubbing herself against me while quickly removing her bra. Rose's
breasts were incredible - not huge, but large enough and firm and round as you
could wish, with her large, chocolate coloured nipples erect and begging to be
sucked and licked (as was I). It amazed me that she had such large breasts
while maintaining such a hard, defined body and also that they were so well
shaped considering the amount of running she was doing. I wondered how large
they'd be if she stopped exercising so much. Rose slid down my body and undid
my pants and started hungrily sucking on my cock. It was probably the best
head I'd ever been given, she was quite something. She then stood up and I
slowly removed her pants exposing an area of refined, black pubes. After
making her cum I slid my erection inside her moist pussy and we had sex for a
couple of hours, both climaxing many times before she went down on me one last
time.
We spent quite a bit more time together that summer, but after I left she got
a new boyfriend so my subsequent visits weren't quite as fun.
Another year on Rose started at university, and I would often stay in her room
at the dorm when I visited and I noticed she had put on a little weight,
though she was far from fat - she just looked like a regular, sexy babe now.
On my third visit I asked if she was still running and she that she didn't
really have the time any longer. I guessed that she'd maybe put on 5kg but I
could see that her legs were still very hard and defined so she must have lost
the definition in her abs - damn! The up side of her weight gain though was
that she had put a bit of size on her breasts. One day when she was in the
shower (just across the hall) I decided to sneak a look in her bra drawer to
see what size she was now and was shocked to find she was now a 14D. Just as I
put it back in the drawer I heard a voice behind me "I think these are what
you really looking for." I turned around and there was Rose with her towel
wrapped around her sexy body, which she then dropped exposing a pair of the
most beautiful breasts imaginable.
Needless to say, I always had a fun visit at that particular dorm.
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I've just returned home from a visit to my family interstate and while there I
ran into my friend Rose. We met purely by chance in the supermarket and she
invited me to come round and check out her new house, which was just around
the corner from where I was staying.
When I arrived Rose was wearing an old pair of jeans and a loose shirt but she
still looked fantastic. We got talking about this and that, catching up on the
news from each other when Rose mentioned that she'd started going to the gym
and lifting weights. A few years earlier when I'd suggested to Rose that she
join a gym she had been dismissive of it saying she didn't want huge bulging
muscles or anything (typical chick response), but now she started telling me
how much she was enjoying feeling her muscles harden and grow. She said she'd
only been lifting for a month or so and that she'd only really done leg and ab
work so far, but she was keen to learn some exercises for the rest of her
upper body. Rose had always had strong legs from her years as a runner so I
imagined that she'd probably be lifting some decent amounts there. She'd told
me that she'd added 3kg's in the last month and that her abs were already
becoming more defined. I offered to give her some tips for upper body
exercises and we arranged to meet at her gym the on Monday at about 9 o'clock
as she didn't have to work until the afternoon.
I could hardly sleep that night as I thought about the prospect of Rose
developing big muscles. When I finally got to sleep I dreamt about making love
with her and the next thing I knew my alarm went off and it was 8am. I quickly
got changed, had some breakfast and drove to the gym, not wanting to be late.
I arrived in the gym car park at 8:55 and walked in to find Rose already
waiting for me in the foyer. She was wearing grey, loose fitting sweat pants
and a zip-up top. Her shoulder length hair was in a ponytail and I could smell
her perfume faintly against a background of sweaty bodies.
We entered a near empty weight room - most of the pre-work crowd were gone and
the mid-morning crew wouldn't be in for a bit yet. We started with a light
warm-up on the rowing simulator before moving to the free weights section. As
I was going to be around for a few days we decided to spread the "lessons"
over a couple of sessions. We started off looking at chest exercises. Rose and
I walked over to the bench press area and I demonstrated the proper technique
for her with just the bar, before showing her some related stretches. Rose
then lay down on the bench and proceeded to bench the 20kg bar very easily for
12 reps. She then got up and did some stretches which thrust her 14D breasts
to the fore. I loaded the bar to 80kg for myself and did a set, then unloaded
it to 30kg, thinking this would probably push Rose a bit. Rose settled down on
the bench, checked her grip and pumped out another 12 reps, only slowing her
rhythm on the last couple. For her next set I put the bar up to 40kg, and this
proved to be about her limit for now, but I gave her some tips to help her get
that higher. We then moved on to incline and decline bench, where Rose almost
matched her flat bench weight, before looking at some cable exercises and
flys. All this took a bit over an hour and Rose was still going reasonably
strong but we both had other appointments to make that day so we left it at
that. On the way out Rose told me that she felt really great after that
workout, like she had a great pump. She said her sleeves were even feeling a
bit tighter. At that point she rolled up her sleeve and gave a little flex,
inviting me to feel her hardness. It was very hard and pumped, but sadly
lacking in size. We agreed to meet at the same time tomorrow to do some biceps
work.
The next morning we met again at 9am and Rose told me that she felt like she
had a pump for the previous day. We moved straight to the dumbell and barbell
racks and I showed Rose a variety of movements, including preacher curls. I
also showed her a couple of cable exercises I knew that targeted the muscles
from a slightly different angle. After a couple of exercises, Rose unzipped
her top to reveal a tight workout singlet underneath. I could see straight
away that her arms were getting pumped, and veins were coming to prominence on
her tanned skin.
The next day Rose had to travel for work so on Thursday we met to do some back
and triceps work and on Friday I showed her some shoulder exercises. We set up
a basic programme for her that would help her gain some muscle and strength
without becoming overly bulky and I gave her a few pointers on diet. I left
her a list of some web sites that she could get info and inspiration from too.
To be continued ...
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Rose was really enthusiastic about her new programme and worked out at the gym
5 days a week. In addition to her weights programme, she was doing cardio most
days too. She changed her diet to help her gain some lean muscle mass and
bought a couple of videos on female bodybuilding posing routines. I'd returned
to my home interstate after visiting my family and didn't see Rose again for
about 6 months, but we spoke regularly on the phone and she would fill me in
on her lifting gains and her added mass. Let me briefly fill you in on Rose's
stats when I first helped her develop her training routine. Rose is about 5'7"
and when we started her programme she was 57kg, with 12" biceps, 14 1/2"
calves, 21" quads, a 26" waist with beautiful round D-cup breasts. When we
first started Rose could bench 40kg for reps, curl 10kg for reps, and squat
50kg.
After about 3 months of regular updates from Rose I had a trip overseas for 12
months, and during that time I only had the occasional e-mail from Rose, but
no juicy news on her improvements. I thought perhaps she'd slackened off, so
when I visited her on my return I didn't have huge expectations. When I
returned from overseas I had a couple of days at home before going to visit my
parents, and I called Rose in advance to arrange a time to catch up, and she
said she had a bit of a surprise for me, which piqued my interest. We arranged
just to meet at her place on my second day there. Rose said she was busy until
about 10:30 in the morning and I was to go to her place then.
I arrived at Rose's house around 10:40 and knocked on her door. Rose's
house-mate's car wasn't there so I assumed we had the place to ourselves. When
Rose answered the door she was wearing a loose-fitting tracksuit, but not so
loose that it hid her full bust, and it clung tight to her sexy, round glutes.
We went into Rose's room and she put on some music before sitting on her bed
and inviting me to join her. We chatted about this and that until Rose turned
the conversation to her weight lifting. I told her how I wasn't sure whether
or not she'd continued, but she told me she was now keener than ever. Rose
told me that after I'd left for my trip overseas a female bodybuilder (Sophie)
had moved from interstate and they'd soon started training together. Sophie
had been a great source of inspiration for Rose and had started pushing her
even harder in the gym and the improved results had made Rose start thinking
that she'd like to build really big muscles. As a result, Sophie had helped
Rose with some supplements and an even better mass-building routine and diet.
I could tell that Rose was dying to show me her new-improved physique, and I
was dying to see it, but she told me that first she wanted to get a pump. Rose
grabbed a pair of dumbells from under her bed and started doing some upper
body exercises and when she was satisfied she removed her track-top, just a
bikini top underneath to maximise the display of her new chiselled body.
I couldn't believe how much she'd grown. Rose told me that her weight had gone
up 13kg since I left and that her new weight was 70kg, but with lower body fat
than she'd had at 57kg! She estimated that she'd actually added nearly 15kg of
muscle mass. Rose started posing sexily in front of me, flexing each muscle to
its full potential. She then took off her pants standing before me now in just
a g-string and her bikini top. Her legs were phenomenal. Her calves now jutted
out noticeably and her quads were cut and huge with a defined tear-drop and a
great thigh sweep. Rose turned around and stood on her toes, bringing her
amazing calves to prominence, then pumping them up with some calve raises. She
then turned her attention to her fantastic glutes. Rose had always had a great
butt, but now she had a perfectly sculptured rear. She squeezed her glutes
repeatedly in her g- string, turning me on more and more with each squeeze. An
amazing rear double biceps pose came next, showing off her very well developed
back, delts, biceps and traps. I'd never really found trap development on a
woman all that sexy before, but Rose's was amazing - not manly, definitely
feminine, and extremely strong and sexy. I could see thick veins running down
her biceps and a map of veins on her forearms. Rose turned around to face me
again and started curling her mid-section, showing off the definition in her
abs. The girl had an incredibly sexy six-pack. She twisted her body this way
and that, highlighting the detail in her midriff, each muscle ready to pop.
Rose then lent forward and brought her arms together in front of her chest,
squeezing her breasts together and tensing her pecs to the max. Her breasts
seemed smaller than I remembered, but the muscle she added underneath them
made them stand out rounder and fuller than ever. Rose then knelt down and
pulled a box from under her bed. She opened it and inside was a bottle of
posing oil, a tape measure and the sheet we'd written her starting
measurements on. She handed me the tape and went back to pumping up her biceps
with her dumbells. After about 25 reps she stopped and flexed her peaked
biceps repeatedly, maximising her pump and bring all the veins to the surface.
I wrapped the tape measure around her muscle and tried to get it over the very
top of her peak. I was amazed. In 15 months Rose had gone from 12" biceps to
14 1/2" mounds of muscle. I then measured her waist and it had stayed at 26"
even with a 10kg weight gain. Rose started shaking her right thigh, the huge
muscles swaying from side-to-side, before tensing suddenly. I placed the tape
around her thigh and adjusted it for the reading. Rose had gained 4" on her
thighs, taking them up to a ripped 25". She started doing calve raises again,
getting her massive calves pumped. They'd been 14 1/2" when I measured them 15
months back and her massive diamond shaped muscles now came in at 16 3/4".
Just then, Rose realise what the time was and that she had to be at work in 10
minutes. I ended up just walking back to my parents' place. I was going back
home in 3 days and Rose was working every day so I only got to see her again
very briefly before my flight home. I had a feeling though that I'd be back
again before too long.
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I knew that Rose's muscle gains would probably shock me even more the next
time I saw her, and I was eager to see her again as soon as possible.
Unfortunately I became very busy with work for the 4 months following my
previous visit and I couldn't even make time for a quick trip one weekend.
Finally I managed to keep a long weekend clear and went to visit Rose.
Rose had the most of the long weekend free too, and I was looking forward to
spending lots of time appreciating her muscular physique. Rose met me at the
airport on a chilly Saturday morning. Rose greeted me with a big hug and I
could tell that she was big and very hard, but she was wearing jeans and a
bulky jumper, so I couldn't really tell exactly what kind of condition she was
in. Rose said she hadn't done her workout yet and she invited me to come along
and I jumped at the chance. We dropped my suitcase off at my parents' house
and I quickly got changed. Rose had her gym bag in the car already, so we
headed straight for the gym.
As we drove Rose told me how she had been bulking-up. She said she was still
in off-season shape and still growing. She wouldn't tell me her current
measurements but she did say that in the last four months she'd gone from 70kg
to 75kg and her body-fat was still the same.
When we arrived at the gym Rose went off to change so I went straight to the
cardio area and hopped on one of the bikes. After about 4 minutes Rose came in
and I got one hell of a shock. I'd anticipated that she would be bigger than
last time I saw her but I was not prepared for her mass. Rose was wearing a
short, tight-fitting pair of workout shorts and a rather brief workout bra
that showed off her abs. Even though she was "off- season" she still showed
significant definition in her abs. Her shoulders were broad and her lats
flared, tapering down to her waist. Her thighs looked as though they would
blow her shorts apart as soon as she flexed and her calves were better than
ever. It was obvious that since I last saw her, Rose had worked hard on her
triceps and back. They had previously been a bit behind the rest of her body,
but she now sported a pair of horse- shoe tri's and some serious lats.
Rose informed me that today was chest day. She still had nice round C-cup
breasts and her pecs seemed to be making them more and more prominent, even as
she lost breast size (they were formerly a very full D-cup, virtually a DD),
so I was looking forward to a good workout.
We started with a warm-up on the bench press, both using just the bar for a
set of 15. As Rose did her set I wondered how much she'd be benching now. Rose
maxed out at 40kg the first time she benched but since then had been lifting
seriously for nearly 2 years. I thought maybe she'd be benching about 70kg, so
I got quite a shock when she got up and loaded the bar to 90kg! I hadn't been
going to the gym that much in the last 2 years and knew that this would really
test me. I got settled under the bar and took a couple of deep breaths. I
struggled to get the weight off the rack smoothly and barely managed to get 8
reps out. Rose gave me a teasing smile as I got up. She sat on the end of the
bench, focussing herself, before getting in position. She grabbed the bar and
lifted it easily, doing slow, smooth reps, getting a maximum pump each time. I
watched from my spotting position as the veins in her arms and chest became
noticeable. On each rep she lowered the bar so it just touched her nipples and
after 5 reps I could see her large nipples pushing against her top. Rose's
large muscles easily coped with the weight and she gently re-racked the weight
after 10 reps. Rose stood up and removed the 15kg plates from each side
leaving the bar at 60kg. I let out a relieved little sigh and Rose flashed
another teasing smile as she grabbed two more 20kg plates, taking the bar up
to 100kg. Even when I'd lifted regularly 100kg was the most I'd do for reps. I
decided to let Rose go alone on this set and spotted her again (not that she
needed it). It seemed that her chest was expanding with each rep, more and
more blood rushing to her muscles. I was in awe as this 22 year-old muscle
girl benched the 100kg weight 10 times. Rose stood up and started flexing her
chest in front of the mirror. Her side chest pose was simply awesome - her
gigantic bicep peaks complementing her huge chest and her big round delts.
Rose then brought her hands together in front of her chest, squeezed and leant
forward, showing off her muscular cleavage. A line where her two striated pecs
met was clearly visible.
The rest of our workout continued in much the same manner - Rose out- lifting
me on every exercise and her chest getting more and more pumped. When we
finished Rose quickly showered and changed and we drove back to her place. She
made herself a protein drink and we sat down on her couch. Rose was wearing a
t-shirt that clung to her muscular frame. I could tell that she wasn't wearing
a bra underneath but her pecs thrust her breasts forward and her large nipples
were erect. Rose grabbed the measuring tape she'd left on the coffee table and
flung it at me. She started pumping up her biceps, repeatedly flexing each of
her granite peaks. Rose's sleeves were being stretched by her thick biceps and
triceps and I was surprised that they didn't just give way. Finally she rolled
up her sleeves and presented a fully flexed left bi to me to measure. I
wrapped the tape around her arm and tried to get an accurate measurement, but
as I did Rose squeezed extra hard, stretching the tape another 1/4", bringing
it to just over 15 3/4". When I'd first measured her biceps about 21 months
earlier they were only 12". I couldn't believe she was making such strong and
consistent gains. Rose then stood up and started pumping up her calves. Her
calves were simply amazing. She'd always had nice calves, but now they were
huge and full. Since she started lifting Rose had added 2 3/4" to her calves
and they were now 17 1/4"! We then moved on to her quads. Even when I first
met Rose as a 13 year-old at our high school she had defined quads, but back
then they were skinny runners legs. Now she had thighs of absolute power and
strength. Rose pulled up her shorts and flexed her quads a few times, before
treating me to an impressive hamstring flex. She returned to her quads and I
measured them at a mighty 26", up 5" from her first measurement. I then
measured her tight waist, and was surprised that it still held the 26" that it
measured at when she was just skinny. The fact that her thighs were now as big
as her waist really turned me on. Rose grabbed the bottom of her t-shirt and
pulled it straight off. I looked up from where I was kneeling on the floor and
my jaw dropped. Her breasts were perfect C-cups. No surgeon could have
achieved what her genetics and weight-lifting had, and even in off-season
shape her abs were defined.
"I think there's one measurement you missed," she said as she flared her
amazing lats and thrust her chest out.
My hands were shaking as I wrapped the tape around her chest, settling it on
her chocolate coloured nipples. With her huge pecs and lats and her large
breasts the measurement came in at 45"! All of this on her 5'7" frame.
"So, isn't about time you started worshipping your new muscle-goddess?" she
asked, raising an eyebrow.
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Rose now out-measured me everywhere except our arms, which were about equal,
so if she wanted to be worshipped I wasn't going to knock her back (not that I
would anyway). She was now much stronger than me too, and even in our arms
that measured the same she would beat me easily.
Rose stood before me now just wearing a pair of shorts, her magnificent upper
body exposed. She grabbed my head and thrust it between her 26" thighs and
slowly turned on the pressure. From her groans I could tell that she was
enjoying her display of power as much as I was, if not more. After a minute
she released me and quickly removed her shorts and g-string and put my head
back between her thunderous thighs, shoving my face into her sweet smelling
pussy. I took the invitation and started licking her clit. She ordered me to
lick harder and soon I tasted her first flow of juices. Rose started pulling
on her large nipples and soon they were fully erect and I was astounded at
their size - they must've been nearly two inches long and about 3/4" across.
She soon reached a huge climax and once fully satisfied released my head and
left the room. She came back a moment later wearing her bathrobe.
"Meet me at the gym 9:30 tomorrow morning," she said, and walked out, leaving
me to see myself to the door.
I arrived at 9:25 the next morning and Rose arrived at 9:30 ready to go so we
got straight into her workout. Today was biceps and calves day and I was
looking forward to seeing how much weight she'd be handling and watching her
arms and legs get pumped. Rose reached into her gym bag and pulled out her
tape measure, handing it to me. She took off her long- sleeved t-shirt and
flexed her right bi in her skin-tight tank-top. I measured it cold just shy of
15 1/2". Rose then launched into a furious biceps workout. Thick veins
criss-crossed her powerful arms and as her 45" chest expanded with each breath
it looked as though her top would give way. Again, Rose wasn't wearing a bra
and her nipples looked as though they'd pop right through her shirt. Rose did
some impressive lifts including barbell curls with 165lbs. After an incredibly
intense arm workout Rose flexed her right bicep for me to measure again. This
time it came in fully pumped at 16 1/8"! I couldn't believe it. This girl who
I met as a skinny high schooler now had bigger biceps than me. Not only that,
but the pump of her workout had added nearly 3/4" to her bicep measurement.
Rose had a quick breather before offering me her calves to measure cold. They
came in at an impressive 17". Rose hit her calve workout with the same vigour
that she did her biceps. Seeing her in action it was little wonder she had
made such serious gains over the last 21 months or so. After lifting
incredible amounts with her calves, Rose again let me measure them. They were
now an amazing 17 5/8". Measuring this muscle goddesses' muscles was turning
me on and I think Rose was even turning herself on.
The following day was the last day of my visit and I was really hoping to see
Rose's amazing quads in action. I was in luck - it was quad and back day. I
was a cool morning and Rose arrived at the regular time wearing a tracksuit
and her shoulder length hair was pulled back in a pony-tail. I was praying
that once we got going she would take her tracksuit off and I wasn't
disappointed. As soon as we entered the weight room Rose took off her
track-top and pants revealing the shortest, tightest pair of shorts
imaginable, and a backless workout top. Above and below her knee Rose's leg
muscles flared out - huge calves and huge thighs - tapering back to her tiny
waist which rippled with muscle and her round, rock-hard glutes were only
partially covered by her shorts. Rose had again brought her tape measure and
instructed me to measure her thighs. Cold (but still rock hard) her thighs
measured 26".
Rose started her quad workout with a set of 60kg squats to warm-up. I watched
her thighs bulge as they straightened each time. Rose then got into the
serious stuff. She loaded the bar to 160kg to start her pyramid. She did a set
of 10 deep squats with that weight before upping the bar to 180kg. At 200kg
she asked me to spot her and as she positioned herself under the bar she
pulled her shorts up, fully exposing her muscular glutes. Even though she
asked me to spot, Rose coped easily with the weight for her 6 reps and put the
bar up to her final weight of 220kg. All I could do was stand and stare as
this young muscle girl squatted 80kg more than I ever had. After that we moved
to the leg extension where Rose lifted the whole stack with another 20kg
added. Her thighs looked ready to explode on each rep and I could each part of
her quadricep straining. After that she moved to the leg press and I was sure
it was just to show off. Rose started loading the machine with 20kg plates,
putting 12 on each side. With the machine itself, that took the total weight
she was pressing past 500kg! Rose squeezed out three reps before locking the
weight and re- flexing for me to measure. I wrapped the tape around her thigh
to find that her pump had added 1 1/2" to her quads taking them to 27 1/2".
Rose then moved to her back workout, pulling amazing amounts of weight on each
exercise. Her lats looked as though they would clean rip through the thin
strap holding her workout top in place. Her lats were like wings of rippling
muscle. After her back work Rose let me measure her biceps again. After her
biceps workout the previous day they measured 16 1/8", and today they came in
over 16" again. Thick veins were clearly visible across her mountainous peaks
and her chest still strained against her top.
Sadly I had to go home that afternoon. The weather had warmed up a bit after a
cool start to the day, and Rose wore a sleeveless shirt to drive me to the
airport. I just sat in the passenger seat, mesmerised by her rippling muscles,
imagining what they'd be like next time I visited.
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So my friend Rose was now officially a huge, sexy muscle goddess: 16"+ biceps,
26"+ quads, 17"+ calves and a huge chest - over 45". All this and she was only
22 years old. She told me she ready to compete, but that she wanted to be so
huge she blew everyone else away. Rose was easily the biggest female
bodybuilder in her region, so I don't know why she was waiting. About two
months after my previous visit, Rose rang me to say she was starting on her
contest prep for the state championships 3 months away. She gave me a quick
run-down on her final off-season stats. She weighed in at 78kg (huge on her
previously skinny 5'7" frame), her biceps measured 16 3/8" when pumped, her
calves were 17 1/2", her quads 27" and her chest 45 1/2". Rose said she was
aiming to step onstage at an absolutely shredded 70kg. I made plans straight
away to be there for her first contest, arranging to take the week before the
contest off from work. I had updates from Rose every week and she'd fill me in
on her workouts and the changes in her body.
When I arrived 6 days before the contest Rose was already looking fantastic.
She was down to 71kg and her cuts were already deep. I helped her through the
tough last week, preparing her meals and helping with her workouts and
routine.
Finally the day of competition arrived. Rose was 69.5kg at the weigh-in, 5kg
more than the next heaviest competitor. I could tell that most of the girls
were very intimidated by Rose and I overheard some of them referring to her as
a "freak" and a "steroid monster". I knew though that Rose had never taken
drugs - she was genetically blessed, had an amazing work ethic, used all the
right supplements, and of course she ate like a horse! That morning Rose let
me measure her muscles again now that she had virtually no body-fat. I was
surprided to find that she'd hardly lost any size at all. Her biceps were 15
3/4", her quads 26", her waist was down to 24 3/4" and her calves 17 1/4". I
guess a lot of her weight loss was from her chest, as her C-cups finally
diminished and were over run by her amazing pecs. Her pecs stood out like to
perfectly shaped blocks of striated muscle sitting above her shrink wrapped
abs.
Backstage I helped Rose with her tan. Luckily she had a beautiful olive
complexion naturally, so the tanning lotion wasn't a huge issue. Pre- judging
was approaching so Rose started pumping-up and it wasn't long before veins
were popping out all over her body. Rose looked stunning. With the condition
she was in she should have been competing in a national level contest. The
heavyweights were the last class up and Rose was the 3rd competitor of 5.
Three of the girls were only just heavyweights and none of them were terribly
ripped, but the girl who came in at 64.5kg was looking pretty good - defined,
symmetrical, balanced and with some real size. Her name was Sarah and she
wouldn't beat Rose for size and definition, but she might give her a run for
symmetry and balance. I knew Rose was a great poser, and she worked hard on
having a routine that highlighted her amazing size but kept her femininity and
gracefulness. Sarah was right before Rose for the compulsories and by then I
was in the front row watching. Sarah may have looked good, but she couldn't
pose to the level that her physique deserved. From then on I was confident
Rose would win her class at least.
Rose stepped on stage and looked stunning. Even after all the dieting her face
was still extremely beautiful and her body was trained to perfection. She
struck each of the compulsory poses calmly, holding the pose all the way with
no shaking. Every muscle in her body was ready to pop and the taper from her
broad shoulders to her tiny waist was freakish.
In the call-out round it was obvious that the judges were deciding between
Rose and Sarah. Each time they stood next to each other Rose's extra mass
stood out even though she was an inch shorter than Sarah's 5'8".
In the individual routines section the crowd went nuts for Rose, egging her on
at each flex. Even after her routine was over the audience called for more,
and Rose obliged, hitting 4 or 5 more of her best poses.
Rose won her class and went straight into the pose down with the other two
class winners, aiming for the overall title. The lightweight girl was out of
her league, but the middleweight packed a lot of muscle on her 5'3" frame. The
two went pose-for-pose, pushing each other to flex harder. The crowd was split
fairly evenly in support, maybe just slightly in Rose's favour, and the judges
decision came just in her favour too. Rose was ecstatic. I ran backstage to
see her. She was already surrounded by a large group of well-wishers and
hangers-on. Always kind, Rose ended up talking to each and every one of them
before finally packing her back and grabbing some food to satisfy her craving.
Rose told me that she was going to prepare for the following year's national
championships and that she wanted to be even bigger for that show. Tomorrow
was going to be the first day of bulking up to an even bigger off- season
size.
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It's been over a year since I last saw Rose. Last time I saw her she
was blowing people away at her first contest, but since then she's been
laying low. I've spoken to her on the phone a few times, but she's
sometimes reluctant to talk about her training. When she competed she
looked amazing - ripped at 69.5kg and she'd been training less than 3
years! I was anxious to see her again and to feel her strength and watch
her muscles pop with each flex, and luckily I didn't have to wait much
longer - Rose was coming to visit me on her way to a business seminar she
was attending. Rose phoned one Friday night to tell me that she was coming
and that she'd be very disappointed if she didn't get to see me. You can
imagine my reaction to this, and I think she knew too. Rose wouldn't tell
me anything more, wouldn't tell me how big she was, she just told me to be
ready when she called me again.
She called me on a Monday morning from her hotel, telling me to come to her
room at 2pm.
I knocked on her door. No answer. I was about to knock again when she
opened the door and flashed me one of the sexiest smiles imaginable. Rose
was wearing a tight t-shirt that was fighting a losing battle with her
biceps and shoulders, and a pair of shorts that left little to the
imagination. Her skin lightly glistened with sweat and veins were
prominent on her arms and legs, right up through her amazing quads. Her
shirt and shorts didn't quite meet up and I could see the bottom row of her
sexy six-pack in the gap. As always her thick, pointy nipples were poking
through her top. Rose's shoulder length chocolate-brown hair was up in a
pony-tail and the smell of her perfume was driving me even more crazy.
Rose turned and beckoned me into the room. It was only then that I saw she
was wearing heels, and her calves were bulging like nothing else! In
general Rose didn't seem to have added a heap of mass since I last saw her
in off-season condition, but she looked to have improved her density,
balance and definition. She had perhaps just added a little bit of size
evenly across her amazing body.
I followed Rose in and the door closed behind me. She gestured towards the
couch, implying that I should sit down, so I did. Rose started posing in
front of me, still wearing her tight t-shirt. She pumped up her biceps,
first her left and then her right, curling each one and squeezing hard to
maximise her pump. A thick vein snaked across each of her massive peaks,
and the veins seemed to get thicker with each pump. Rose then turned her
attention and mine to her meaty pecs. She started making them dance under
her tight t-shirt, the huge mounds of muscle straining against her top.
The friction of her chest against her top caused her thick nipples to swell
and become fully erect. Before lifting weights Rose had had quite thick
and long nipples, but over the last few years they seemed to have grown
even thicker and a bit longer too. They looked to be over an inch long now
and must have been nearly an inch thick. As her chest strained against her
shirt the lower part of her abs became visible and even in her off-season
condition her six pack was very defined. Rose flared her thick lats and I
swear I heard a little ripping sound. Her shirt was definitely fighting a
losing battle with her muscular physique. She turned and stood high up on
her toes, still maintaining her lat spread. Her calves bulged
fantastically. They looked to be approaching the 18" mark as she pumped
them up. I noticed too that she now had veins very prominent on her split
calves. Rose continued her calf raises in front of me before reaching
across to the small table and grabbing a bottle of body lotion. She handed
the bottle to me and extended her right leg. I obliged by rubbing the
lotion over her sexy split calves. After a minute or so Rose resumed her
calf raises, allowing me to feel her huge calves expand in my hands. I
work my way up her mammoth legs, feeling every bump and crevice of her
musculature. Her thighs and calves dwarfed her knees, and she had very
impressive tear drops in her massive quads. Rose flexed her hamstrings
for me and they popped out mightily. She then took off her shorts
revealing a tiny g-string. She positioned her muscular ass in front of me
and proceeded to tense and relax it repeatedly. I’d always loved Rose’s
ass but this was almost too much for me. I continued rubbing the lotion on
her, exploring every inch of muscular, tanned behind. She then started
flexing her back and her lat spread was amazing. Releasing that I'd have
trouble applying the lotion with her shirt on she obliged by removing it
too. I worked my way up from her glutes but half way up I realised there
was no bikini top to go with the g-string! Rose turned around, displaying
her magnificently muscled chest. It was the most amazing pectoral
development I'd ever seen on a woman.
Rose then surprised me by grabbing my head and grinding it against her rock
hard pecs. It was like running into a brick wall, and Rose’s strength made
it impossible for me to escape her clutch. She started flexing her pecs
again, battering my face, and despite the pain I was becoming even further
aroused. Finally she relented and ordered me to suck on her thick nipples.
I obliged and found that they responded by getting even longer and
thicker. "Harder" she ordered. Rose's nipples must have been pushing 2"
in length now and at least an inch across. While I was doing this Rose
removed her g-string and started rubbing herself. After a moment she
grabbed my head again, this time thrusting it in to her pussy. A thin
strip of hair led to her clit and that’s where she wanted me. Again I set
my tongue to work and before long she had juices flowing, covering my chin
and running down my neck. Then she was ready for the rest of me. Rose
dragged me across the room and into the bedroom, pushing me forcefully onto
the bed. She then tore my shirt and pants off me, again displaying her
immense strength. With both of us now naked Rose started rubbing her clit
against my cock, spreading her juice over my hard-on, before inserting in
it deep in her pussy. Rose started grinding her body against mine, slowly
at first, developing a steady rhythm, the gradually increasing the tempo.
I felt the squeeze of her vaginal muscles - even they were super strong. I
could feel more blood flowing to my cock, making it even thicker and
longer, filling her up. Rose sensed this too, and she smiled cheekily
before flexing her mighty biceps for me. By now I was ready to explode so
Rose released my cock and moved up my body, thrusting her moist pussy in my
face. I started licking like crazy, my tongue working overtime and then I
felt her thighs tighten around my head. I knew from experience that this
meant Rose was close to a big climax, so I kept on going despite the pain,
not wanting to disappoint my muscle queen. The pressure on my head from
her thighs increased until she came, letting out an animal-like groan of
pleasure. She then collapsed on the bed beside me, calm and relaxed for
now, but I knew more would be on the way very soon.
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It's now been some 7 or 8 months since I last saw Rose. We'd spoken on the
phone a few times, but now I'd finally found some time to visit her. About 5
months ago she'd told be that she was giving up competitive bodybuilding and
that she was getting really interested in powerlifting and strength shows.
Rose told me that she really wanted me to see her train so she could show off
the huge amounts she was lifting.
We met at her gym and I was shocked to see how bulky she'd become. Her bodyfat
was naturally a bit higher than when she was competing but she still looked
pretty defined. Rose said she now weighed in at 80kg - pretty big for a girl
of 5'7". Her vascularity was still impressive and she was still hard as rock.
She gave me a big bear hug when we met that just about squeezed the life out
of me!
Rose told me that she was doing chest today. When I first got Rose interested
in weight training she could barely bench 40kg, so I was pleasantly surprised
to see her now benching over 100kg. Rose did a quick warm-up set with 60kg,
but then she quickly upped that weigh to 120kg, cranking out 8 reps. Her chest
and arms were starting to look really pumped, and thick veins were now clearly
visible all down her arms. She did some stretches and as always her thick
nipples were straining against her workout top. Rose told me to add another
20kg to the bar as she settled in for another set. Her huge shoulders dwarfed
the bench as she lay down. I was amazed to see Rose lift 140kg so easily. She
did another 8 reps, smooth and controlled as anything. As she re-racked the
weight I asked her what her max was. She replied that it was about 160kg, and
that was what she was going to lift next.
I put the extra weight on the bar as Rose again settled on the bench. She took
a few deep breaths, each one causing her top to strain under the pressure of
her huge chest. Her inch long nipple made small tents in the fabric as she
gripped the bar. Rose lifted the bar off the rack and lowered it to her chest
slowly, before bringing it back with perfect form. She completed 3 more reps
in the same manner, but on the 5th she started to struggle. With the bar
across her chest she let out a huge groan, willing herself to one more rep.
Rose got the bar up and held it aloft for a moment, enjoying her victory over
the weight, before re-racking it. She then stood up and squeezed her pec
muscles to the max, making her muscle cleavage highly visible. The whole
vision was topped off by small streams of sweat dripping down her muscular
body. Rose then gave me a very special display - pumping her pecs like twin
pistons. I'd never seen Rose do this before, but she was pumping her two meaty
pecs like a pro. Her pec-dancing was right up there with Christa Bauch's!
After her chest workout Rose told me that there was one more thing she wanted
to show me. Rose walked over to the squat rack and proceeded to load the bar.
Last time I saw Rose squat she lifted 220kg, so I was not surprised to see her
still stacking plates on after 200kg - impressed but not surprised! What did
surprise me though was how far past 200kg she went - Rose loaded the bar to
250kg! Rose asked me to spot her as she positioned herself under the bar. She
lifted the weight off the rack with a grunt and started her steady descent. I
was torn between watching her magnificent glutes or watching her quads in the
mirror. In the end I couldn't take my eyes off the sight of her bulging quads.
Her huge quads and calves dwarfed her knees, with huge slabs of feminine
muscle flare out. Her quads were looking even bigger than in her bodybuilding
days. I guessed that they were probably pushing 28". Rose managed 4 clean,
full reps before re-racking the huge weight.
"Well, what do you think of that?" she asked.
As always, Rose had left me speechless.
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AMANDA
By alzef
This is a short story about my friend Amanda - a very sexy swimmer.
I first met Amanda a few years ago at a summer camp. I was about 16 years old
and she was not quite a year older than me. I was instantly attracted to her
beautiful face and sexy figure. She was about 5'8", had light brown hair that
she wore in a pony tail, deep green eyes and a beautiful smile. Amanda also
had a body to die for - long, well toned legs and curves in all the right
places including a 14C bust which often went without a bra as her breasts were
perfectly shaped. We got talking during lunch one day and I found out she was
a very talented swimmer. I also discovered that she was a huge flirt and quite
a sexual predator! Amanda and I became close friends but didn't see much of
each other after the camp as we lived more than an hour's drive apart.
I only saw her twice between meeting her and the next summer, when were at
camp together again. This time she made her move on me. We were in a quiet
corner of a park having lunch, and when she'd finished eating she moved over
to me and started running her hands over my body. She moved in even closer,
undoing her top button as she came, exploring even more of my body. I could
barely take my eyes off her perfectly shaped tits until she kissed me. At that
point my hands started exploring her curves.
I could feel that her abs were very tight, and I could tell that she had a bit
of a six-pack. I then worked my way inside her skirt to her tight, round
glutes. I couldn't believe how firm they were. I gave them a little squeeze
but they didn't budge. Then I felt her thighs and they were every bit as hard
as her abs and glutes. They weren't huge by any stretch of the imagination,
but they were hard as rock. She could tell I liked what I'd found, as she
started expertly fondling my erection. She was amazing. She had me on the
verge of orgasm in moments but both of us wanted to take it further, and the
park wasn't going to be the place on a busy summer's day.
We went back to the place I was staying, locked the door, and headed for my
bedroom. Even as we went Amanda was taking off her clothes and for the first
time I saw her tanned, athletic, sexy body in all its glory. It was then that
I first noticed how toned her calves were too. I'm sure she flexed them extra
hard as she went up the short flight of steps to my room. Amanda also had
great shoulders and an incredible upper back like most swimmers do. Her lats
flared out quite noticeably, accentuating her tiny waist and curvy hips. She
turned around as we got there and I noticed that her abs were an incredibly
sexy six-pack, making me feel quite ordinary. I also notice that her breasts
didn't sag at all, supported by a chest made strong from hours of laps in the
pool. From the front her lats were still prominent and I was longing to
explore more of her hard, muscular body.
Amanda dragged me over to the bed and pulled off my shorts in a flash and
started sucking on my large cock. While she was doing that I started feeling
her lats. They were amazing - so hard, and very thick on her frame. I then
started cupping her breasts, lightly tugging on her erect nipples. At this she
slid up my torso and shove one of her pale nipples in my mouth.
"Suck it as hard as you can," she demanded.
I'm not one to go against such a strong, sexy girl's wishes, so I sucked until
I thought I couldn't go any further, at which point she thrust the other
nipple in my mouth. When she'd finally had enough of that she started rubbing
her hot, moist pussy against my cock, grinding harder and harder before she
put my cock inside her. As she worked herself up and down on my shaft, I could
see her magnificent abs working with each thrust. She was also getting quite a
pump in her upper body and I could see a small vein running down her biceps.
Her biceps weren't as big as a bodybuilders, but they must have been around 13
�" to 14" with an amazing peak. She also had quite defined triceps and broad,
firm shoulders. She started groaning with pleasure as she increased the tempo,
and before long a stream of her hot juices was flowing down her inner thighs.
After reaching her first climax she brought her pussy up to my mouth and I
started lapping up her juices and licking her clit. At this she went wild and
the juices were soon flowing even stronger. The afternoon continued like this
until, after a few hours, we were both exhausted.
After that summer, Amanda moved interstate for university, as did I, but,
sadly, to different states.
We would call each other a couple of times a week and just talk normally, but
after a month or so she started turning the conversation around to sex every
time we spoke. It started with her telling me how she'd started going to the
gym a couple of times a week to supplement her swimming. She'd tell me how
she'd been working her thighs a lot and that they were even harder than when
we'd had sex, and how her calves were growing bigger and more defined. The
killer blow came when she told me that her breasts had started growing again
too. She said she was now a very full 16D and that her nipples were becoming
more and more sensitive and getting pinker and pinker. At this I knew where I
was going for mid-semester break.
I took the 8 hour bus ride to her town and we arranged to meet in the city
on a Saturday morning. I got there a little early and saw her walking down the
street towards me. She looked beautiful as ever though she was just wearing a
baggy jumper and loose jeans. We hugged, and I could feel that her body was
incredibly hard, but I was shocked by the size of her breasts crushed against
me. We went to a cafe and had a coffee and a long talk and then she suggested
we go back to her place for lunch. I knew that there was a lot more than a
meal in store for me as we caught the bus to her flat.
As soon as we got in the door Amanda was all over me. She always knew just how
to turn me on and vice versa. We were soon on her bed and I was dying to see
her even sexier new body. Amanda soon obliged by getting up and giving me an
incredibly sexy strip show in her bedroom. Her large breasts seemed to defy
gravity and to me they looked even larger than the 16D she told me. More
likely a DD or even E-cup. Her nipples were now a rich pinky colour and I was
eager to suck on them again. It was also plain to see that she had been
working out very hard in the gym and the pool. Her shoulders were even broader
than before and her lats would have been impressive on an amateur bodybuilder.
Her abs looked even harder and more defined and the peaks on her biceps were
amazing. She knew I loved her muscles and she just teased me a bit with some
light flexing of her arms and legs before coming over to me to let me feel
them. Naturally I started with her arms. I squeezed her biceps but they didn't
budge, and I was no weakling at around 200 pounds and 6'2". She pumped them up
for me and a thick vein slowly came to the surface. I then put my hands on her
lats as she flared them for me. I was in heaven. I had never seen such
incredible lats in my life let alone felt them before. She turned her back to
me and gave me a little show of her lats and traps that just about made me
cum. Then she let me feel her thighs and calves. They were as hard as rock and
as I was feeling them she jumped on top of me and trapped me between her
muscular thighs, flexing them hard. She took the wind out of me but I was
enjoying it all too much to feel the pain (though the next day bruises were
testament to her strength). We then had sex for hours, both reaching numerous
orgasms. I left her flat that evening a very tired boy.
Due to work and family commitments I didn't see Amanda for nearly a year after
that but we often talked on the phone and she would describe her rock hard
muscles to me, and suck on her own nipples all while sticking her large dildo
in her vagina. We had phone sex at leasts once a week and I ended up with some
huge long-distance phone bills. After a while though she struck up a long-term
relationship with a guy she was at uni with - they're now engaged - and we
stopped having phone sex though we still flirt like crazy. Just the other day
she rang to say that her bra size was now officially 16E.
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Adana and Louise
by alzef
A true story.
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I met my friend Adana when I was at university. I was in second year and she
had just started, having moved from a city interstate. I was studying in a
course that had pretty small numbers, so everyone new everyone pretty much,
but there weren't a lot of girls studying in our department meaning that for
the first month or so of every year was frantic with guys trying to score. A
group of us were standing around talking about the possibility of new girls
when my mate Ben arrived. I knew that one of the new girls was living in the
same college as him and asked him if he knew anything about her.
"Oh man, she's trouble. She's weird. Big tits though on her little body," came
Ben's reply. Ben's specific tastes in women probably coloured his answer
somewhat but he had piqued my curiosity (plus I was a fan of big tits).
The first years had orientation that afternoon, so I hung around in the hope
of meeting Adana. There were on a dozen or so first years and I figured I'd be
able to pick her out - how many small girls with big tits could there be? By
3:30 they'd finished the little tour of our department and the group were
standing around the common room chatting. Adana was easy to pick out as there
were only 2 girls in the group, but if I hadn't known she was short I might
easily have confused the other girl for her. Louise also had large breasts -
well they were huge actually, an E+ cup size as I later discovered - but was
nearly a foot taller than Adana who was only about 4'10" or 4'11". The fact
that she was so short made her breasts look all the more incredible. She had
DD+cups and she wasn't shy about showing them off in tight t-shirts and low
cut singlets. Apart from that she was a fairly average build, though she had
no butt and no hips to speak of, but maybe a little bit of "puppy fat" on her
tummy. She had short, dark hair, with dyed red streaks and beautiful eyes and
smile. I knew a few of the guys in first year, so I started up a conversation
with the guys next to Adana and Louise. After a couple of minutes Adana and
Louise came over and I introduced myself, making sure I stood next to Adana. I
didn't really like Louise but Adana and I hit it off and decided to meet up
later for coffee.
We talked for about two hours and would have talked longer except she had to
be back at college for orientation week dinner. I walked Adana home and she
flirted wildly with me over the 15 minute journey. I walked back to my house
on cloud nine, dreaming of feeling her large breasts crushed against my body.
We met up the next night in a pub and Adana was all over me. I thought that
maybe tonight would be my lucky night, but it wasn't to be. Adana had her
first class the next morning and we probably stayed in the pub too long, but
things were looking good for the future.
Adana and I didn't get much time to ourselves once school started and I felt
that things weren't really moving forward at all. She would be a little
stand-offish when there were other people around and it wasn't long before a
suspected she had her eye on other guys too. We started drifting apart as she
became more obnoxious and big-mouthed and I think I then started to see the
real her. It got to the point where we stopped talking to each other, but one
good thing did come out of all this - Louise and I became really close. Now
that she'd lost her initial shyness, Louise and I got on extremely well.
Louise stood around 5'10" and was very beautiful, though it seemed she tried
to hide it. She had big, round eyes, the most beautiful blue colour, shoulder
length black hair, a slim waist and curvy hips. Louise also had quite broad
shoulders, which was probably good for her 'cause she'd need them to support
her huge breasts. Louise and I started going out and I was enjoying her
breasts immensely, especially her large pink nipples. Louise was very strong
considering she'd never lifted a weight in her life and she loved being on top
when we had sex so she could dominate me. She would regularly bring her pussy
up to my face and force me to lick her clitoris for ages, often squeezing my
head between her strong thighs. This would excite so much that she'd nearly
always orgasm like this, often with a flow of her juices running all over my
face. After that she liked me to take her from behind, squeezing her breasts
and pulling hard on her nipples as she screamed and the juices flowed even
stronger.
A few weeks into our relationship Louise started getting quite home-sick. She
wasn't enjoying university life and just wanted to go back to her house by the
coast. We agreed that it was probably for the best that she go home, and that
was the last I saw of Louise. It wasn't, however, the last I saw of Adana.
Slowly Adana and I became more friendly, but there was always some tension
between us. Over the next two years Adana put on quite a bit of weight and
nearly all of it went on her tummy. She developed quite a strange look with
her big breasts, large gut and small hips on her short frame. She took up
swimming, but she couldn't get rid of her gut, and just ended up developing
quite noticeable lats and arm muscles. The up shot of all this was that most
of her shirts became extremely tight fitting, something that I found
incredibly sexy. I noticed too that Adana was mellowing somewhat and it wasn't
long before we started hanging out together again, but she started wearing
looser fitting clothing which disappointed me. On the last day of semester
Adana came up to me and, out of the blue, asked if I worked out. I told her
that I didn't and she said "you're in pretty good shape now, I'd love to see
your body when you start working out." As she said this she moved right up
close to me and started running her hand over my chest and abs, purring
sexily. "Maybe we can work out together sometime." Needless to say, things
were looking back on track.
The next day I signed up at the uni gym and over the 2 month holidays trained
5 days a week. I made some pretty good progress and was sure that Adana would
notice when she came back form her parents' place.
Sure enough, on the first day back she came up to me and put her hand on my
hard bicep peak. "What's this," she said as she smile seductively, "have you
been working out big boy?" "A little." "Maybe I can come and work out with you
sometime?" "Sure, that'd be great." "I really need to work my arms a bit,
don't you think?" she said raising her right arm and flexing half-heartedly
under her jumper. "How's tomorrow morning then?" I asked. "Good for me. I'll
meet you at the gym at 8."
We arrived at the gym at the same moment the next morning and Adana came up
and kissed me on the cheek. She was wearing a loose fitting tracksuit and
trainers, her hair up in a short pony-tail. "How about we work on arms and
back today?" she said. "Sounds pretty good." We entered the weight room and I
was surprised to see so few people in there at that time. We walked to the
arms section and did a set of light curls to warm-up. Adana then loosened the
drawstring on her pants and unzipped her top removing both quickly when I was
having a drink, revealing a tiny training top and shorts. I turned around to
see the most incredible sight. Adana had transformed her pudgy, out of shape
body, into a muscular little powerhouse. "No more gut, hey," she said, putting
her arms behind her head and showing off her fantastic six-pack. "So are you
ready to see these babies in action?" she teased as she flexed her now
significant biceps. "How big are they?!?!" "Well, since you asked, they're 15"
when pumped." Adana then picked up a pair of 40 pound dumbells and started
curling them intensely. "I've been working out hard for quite a while now,"
she said as she racked the weight. "The only downside is that I've lost a bit
of size off my tits." I would never have known, as her new found pecs thrust
her breasts out as far as ever. "I'm only a D cup now but I think this muscle
makes up for it." At that she started flexing her pecs, making her breasts
bounce playfully. Adana then went back to her curls, this time using a pair of
50 pound weights. After her set of 12 she started posing in front of the
mirror. A large vein was now prominent along the top of her bicep.
After our biceps work out we started on lats. Adana hopped on the pull- down
machine and was managing 150 pounds easily. After my set she upped the weight
to 180 and I knew that I'd struggle to keep up. She had developed a very thick
set of flared lats and it looked as though her muscles were going to rip
through her little top. Following her set she flared her lats as wide as she
could, and I swear I heard a little tearing noise.
Our work out continued in much the same manner, with Adana out lifting me on
pretty much every lift. At the end of our back exercises she told me there was
one more thing she wanted to show me in action quickly - her chest. She went
to the bench press and stacked the bar to 150 pounds and did a set of ten
quite easily. I spotted her, enjoying the view of her pecs and breasts
straining against her top. Adana then did some flies and her chest looked as
though it would explode. Her pecs were clearly defined and her cleavage was
spectacular with a distinct line of rippling muscle down the middle where her
pecs met.
At the end of it all Adana invited me back to her room for a private display
of her new found power. She posed for me for nearly and hour and then she let
me explore every inch of her musculature. We finished up by having sex for the
rest of the day and she beat me for stamina in that too. I asked her if I
could measure her muscles, and she said "sure, I've been waiting for you to
ask. Where would you like to start?"
I started with her calves, which were hard and defined, but not huge at 15".
Then her powerful thighs came in at 23" of hardness. Her chest was huge at 44"
of muscle and breast and her arms were 15" - not bad on a girl only 4'11"
tall.
(c) 2003 alzef
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I'm glad someone likes my work! Pretty sure I posted this one under a previous username a while back. It's also on the Valkyrie site.
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Great story and I hope there will be more.
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great story.. but you should have made the last part an own chapter
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great story.. but you should have made the last part an own chapter
Sorry, I was you and impatient! I think I wrote this in 2003 or 2004.
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Very nice story, thanks for sharing it with us !
K+
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One day I might get back to writing...