My friend's sister

[johnsm00007]

Grilling in the park

Winter is coming and people are finding their winter coats and getting ready for the cold Norwegian winter – once again. But it hasn't been winter all year. This summer I went one evening to enjoy the summer heat in the park. We met at the shop and got some good meat for the grill. Anders brought his portable grill, I paid for the meat, Jens is the chef and beer master, so he had the booze. And poor Petter – he couldn't come because he had to look after his sister. Still, even though she was soon eighteen. I guess the parents didn't have trust in her?

We had a really good time, you see, in Norway drinking is not allowed, but the police don't care as long as you don't provoke them. The meat was wonderful. After eating we spotted some girls not far away. Jens was wondering if those girls were classmates of Petter's younger sister. So we called Petter and told him so. He wasn't hard to ask, so he brought his sister and came over.

The girls were not drinking, but they had eaten. After a while they started to do cheer movement, like the pyramide. They were obviously having a good time, just like us, the boys.

Petter arrived with his sister not long after, I hadn't seen her in a while, and it turned out she had turned into a good looking all Norwegian girl, long blonde hair in a ponytail, wearing a long skirt and t-shirt. -Hello Petter!, nice to see you here, I said. And you, Kristin, are you here for Jens or Anders, I mockingly asked his sister. She laughed to my comment. We gave them the leftovers and Petter got a beer. Then Kristin joined her classmates who were still doing their cheers.

After about half an hour Kristin came back to us. -I've got a question. Any of you guys got som strength? As the only one of us who ever had been in a gym, I said that I did. -Come over, we need your help. So we packed the grill and went over to the girls.

-So you need my muscles?, I asked. -For what?

Kristin answered, -we want to try a new stunt, to stand on someones hand high up in the air. Do you know how to balance? -I'll give it a try, I said. Who is trying?

A petite girl came over. -I'm Guro. She was dressed in workout pants and a hoodie. -You have to lift me, then try to get me in the air.

We tried, I lifted, she jumped. And we failed. We tried again, and we failed. Kristin tried to instruct us, but it didn't work. I really wanted to impress – but failed. Kristin just went on – you do it like this and like that and like this and then that ...

After quite a few tries, I gave up, and said randomly out in the air, -if it's so easy, why don't you try yourself?

To my surprise, Kristin nodded.

-Guro, come here, she said. Then she grabbed Guro's foot, Guro jumped, Kristin gave her some extra speed – and suddenly Guro was standing on Kristin's hand high up in the air. I couldn't believe my eyes. Here we have tried for ages and failed. Then suddenly they do it on the first try.

-Ok, she did all the mistakes with me, I laughed.

Kristin smiled back, and calmly replied, -might be. But let me try with someone else. Another girl stepped forward, and again, Kristin placed her hands under her foot, the girl jumped, some extra speed and she too was up in the air!

-Now, this isn't luck, Kristin said. -Let's try one more. And another girl came to Kristin.

-She's a little heavier, Kristin noted. Then she started to take off her shirt. As she lifted it in front I could see her abs. Perfectly squared bricks in two rows down her belly. Her biceps stood out in a nice bulk in her upper arm. Her sports bra hid her nice breasts. I was surprised, so were the other boys.

Then she bent down so the other girl got her foot in her hands and jumped. Kristin gave her a push up and she too was suddenly in the air. Kristin was concentrating on keeping her balanced. I concentrated on her muscles. Her back muscles were dancing on each side of her bra strap. In the middle of her back down her spine some drops of sweat were running down. The valleys of muscle created a river crater for the sweat. Several seconds passed by. She was breathing more and more heavy from the effort. Her abs contracted and extracted faster and faster. Her six pack becoming more and more evident for every breath. The extended triceps growing and the muscles in her forearms were like thick cables. Then I noticed her traps. Her neck was now huge and prominent.

After about half a minute she let her down.

-Now, this wasn't that difficult, she commented without any feelings. -That is when you have things like this!, she flexed her biceps. I was unable to speak. Her biceps were the biggest I had ever seen. Like a young crossfitter or something.

-Let's step it up, wanna try again? She asked me. I couldn't back out, and went for it. -Hey – wait! She said. -I lift, you fly, I think I can make it, but just not for a long time! She was really confident now.

Then we went and suddenly I was high up in the air. I knew I only had to concentrate on standing still, then Kristin would make sure to balance me. Then I felt I was being lowered, and then up again, holy shit, she was doing squats! Then I fell down. But the strange thing was that I didn't fall to the ground. She cough me and was now holding me like a baby. I was fumbling with my hands trying to grab something, just anything. So I got hold of a light pole, or so I thought. It turned out I was grabbing her flexed biceps, and it was hard as iron. But warm and nice. Her skin was soft.

She put me down. -Oh, this was fun, I was now able to say. -And impressing. And I have to say, you're strong. Holy molly. That biceps was hard!

Now Kristin was all smiling, liking being complimented. The whole crew applauded her.

-My biceps isn't really the best, I'd say my abs are. She then stroke her hand up and down her perfect six pack. -One more thing, she said. -If I let you caress my six pack, can you go and get us a six pack of beers? One for each?

Later that evening we were all drinking beer together. 

[johnsm00007]

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[jhunter]

Interesting set up. Hope that the story grows into more. Most simple stories tend to grow into more. Good luck.

[wowser1016]

Would definitely like to see some more interaction with Kristin.

[johnsm00007]

Summer moved on, and school started in August. The weather was still nice. I heard that Petter and Kirsten went on vacation with their parents. I think they flew off to the northern parts of Norway where apparently their parents originated from. I was drinking beer and grilling with Jens and Anders in the parks. But one thing had changed, I had taken up training. Three times a week I went to the gym. My body weight was stable, but I could see the difference in my body. But still not a body for show-offs. So I set my goals for next summer.

One day I got a SMS from Petter. Kirsten was turning 18 and was throwing a party at their house. He wrote that Anders and Jens were also invited and of course her classmates. Our role would be to look after the party so they wouldn't get to drunk and tear down the house. But it was a theme party, so we'd have to dress as an animal. Jokingly he added that maybe I should dress up as a chicken.

I spent the next week thinking about how to dress up. I wanted to be a cool animal, but all I could think of was gorilla. I didn't want to be a gorilla. So the day before I figured I had no other choice then finding a chicken costume. My mother helped me, she found it funny, but she did a really good job. Also pointing out that I made the perfect chicken, since I was a little boy I had always chickened out on things.

I arrived early as we, the boys, had agreed on making some food and mix some drinks. Kristin was in her room fixing her costume. The door bell rang the first time some minutes before seven, and I heard Kristin yell that she'd open herself. That was the first time since summer I saw her. And what a sight. She was dressed up as a gorilla! But a much better one than I would have been. She brought her friend into the living room and I could see all of her. Her suit was like a hairy bathing suit and a wig, but she had spraytanned her arms and legs – and with her muscles she was able to pull it off. In the middle she had cut out a chunk of the suit so that her abs were on display. She tried to walk like a gorilla leaning forward.

Her friend, Sara, was dressed as a pig. She had a pink suit on and a pig nose mask in her face and a curled pigtail on the backside. She was stunning as well. More and more girls came, one better dressed up then the other. And the party was on.

Now, as Kristen was drinking legally, the party was going really well, the music was good, Jens was DJ-ing and played old and new hits. Some songs turned into singalongs and others were for dancing. Then Jens played the old Diana Ross song. I don't think any of the girls have ever listened to the refrain, but the knew the melody and started dancing. When the refrain came: "I want muscles", Kristen instantly flexed her biceps.

The second time the refrain came Kirsten was on the table pulling off a bodybuilding flexing show, flexing her biceps. They were even larger then they were in the summer. Then her abs, two perfect rows split in the middle with clear splits across making a perfect six pack.

The third time the refrain came Kristen jumped up and started doing hang ups from a bar crossing the ceiling. Working her biceps she got a really good pump and here biceps looked like they were on fire. After seven or eight pull ups she started to kip and her abs contracted nicely. All the girls were cheering her on. And I was standing behind hiding for some reason.

After that show I went to the kitchen and she came over to me to relax. I couldn't take my eyes from her abs that now went out and in very fast due to hard breathing. -Can you give me some water, she asked. I handed over a glass. -Do we have ice cubes? She asked. She was drinking with both hands. -Can you put them on my stomach? I need to calm down. She said. Oh, I thought, she knows what she's doing to me.

So I grabbed some ice cubes and started to rub her belly. As the ice melted cold water floated down the valleys of her abs. She noticed we were alone in the kitchen as everyone else were out dancing to Dancing queen.

-No, this is water is making me wet, she pointed out. I have to dry it up. I looked for a towel, then she grabbed my hair and said, -unless you're thirsty too, maybe you want something to drink? Then she pulled my head down, and I started to lick the water from her abs. I could have died right here and now, because new I knew what heaven was like. My tongue went between her bricks, up and down, sideways, her skin was hot and smooth. I liked it. And I think she liked it too. She flexed and unflexed, but even when she was not flexing she had a perfect six pack.

Then we heard Jens playing Britney Spears. Kristen was done playing with me, we went back to the living room where there was a new girl on the table. Sara the pig was about to show that bacon is not made of fat. And she was dancing with Kristen's brother Anders.