#COLLECTION: Lift + Carry Stories

[saschas]

Stories in this collection:

My L & C Experience by saschas

Just Call Me Ma'am by Uplifted

The Pool by Frogsie

The Single Mom [A.U.]

Roleplay: A Series of Vignettes [A.U.]

Llift & Carry Story


My L & C Experience
by saschas
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When I was a high school student I was a skinny guy and my weight was arround 35 kilo when I was 12-13 years old. at this time  I liked to carry girls but I never thought I would like to get picked up by girls. one day I went swimming with my older sister and her friend. both, my sister and her friend were 15 years old. my sisters friend did sportsacrobatic and she was very strong. I guess her weight of 60 kilos. she did some acrobatic stunt with my sister and I really liked to watch them, the she asked me if she can try some stunts with me, but I told her that I didn't want ( for me it was strange that a girl carry a boy ), but she asked me many times until I said ok.  first she put me on her shoulders and told me I should try to stand up, it was a little difficult but finaly I made it. than I was staying on her shoulder and she walked with me in the pool. I felt very exited to get carried by a girl and I start to enjoy the stunt. after that she try give me a overhead lift and at the firt try It didn't work but the next try was succesful. she could hold me for around 30 sec and than she put me down. she told me I was very light and picked me up in a cradlle carry. she laughed and had fun to carry me. but I also had fun and I could feel how my little friend get bigger and I realized that turns me on to get carried by gilrs. at this day she carried me a lot in different ways ( fireman's, shoulder ride, piggyback, etc ) and I had a great day. after that she always picked me up when she came to our house or we went swimming. It was a great time

[Pummel]

this not really stories or?

[saschas]

It is a real story I was very skinny at the girl was almost the double of me. and she did start at championship competition for sportacrobatics, so she was very strong

[mebalshaw]

I've been collecting both Fm and FF lifting stories for over 10 years from the web.

I've posted a couple below. These are not written by me but by various other people.  If you want more, just ask.

Hope you like them.

Just Call Me Ma'am
by Uplifted
She loves to carry men around

It was a cool autumn day in New York and I was returning home from work. As usual the subway was packed. A seat was out of the question., and people were hanging on to the overhead straps. Even that option was unavailable, as all the overhead handholds were occupied.
The train lurched from side to side. Suddenly it swerved violently, and I reached for the nearest strap, even though occupied. I grasped it above the hand of the person who was using it. I apologized, as one doesn’t usually share the strap. She was simply exquisite, and smiling she said, that she would be happy to share the handhold with me.

As I held on, daring to catch little glimpses of her, the train quickly rounded a curve ,and my hand was ripped from the strap. In self defence, I grabbed hold of the only thing that was available , her arm. I touched her for just an instant , and the sensation was incredible. Her skin was silky smooth, and did I imagine that hint of power just under this marvelous exterior?

I apoligized for touching her [was it really inadvertent?]. She replied looking deeply into my eyes, that it was quite all right with her, and that there such a crowd that I could continue holding her [ and the last word was whispered so softly, that I couldn’t tell if she had said arm or bicep.


I looked at her and she smiled, as if to say we shared some special secret. Taking advantage of her invitation, I continued holding her arm. As the trip progressed, there were many occasions where the train lurched back and forth. Each time I squeezed her bicep, as if to keep from falling. But let’s admit that I really wanted to see if that hint of power was only in my imagination.


May I add as if the reader doesn’t already know, that I have dreamed of strong and powerful women all of my life.


Suddenly the train lurched violently sidewise, and then back. My hand was ripped from her creamy skin, and I felt myself falling backwards. As my feet began to leave the floor, I thought for sure, that I would certainly land on the poor people standing behind me. Much to my surprise, my backward motion was arrested in midflight. A strong arm clutched me around the waist, and for a few indescribable moments, I was suspended inches above the ground.


 My eyes met hers as I gulped an inarticulate thank you. Her smile was dazzling as I felt myself being lowered, ever so gently to the floor. I thought to myself that it must be my imagination, and that I had probably been held by the crush of the crowd.


We looked into each others eyes as she continued holding me around the waist. She gestured in the general direction of her arm, and I clutched it happily once again. This time there was no imagining it, her muscle was flexed powerfully, as if to say “this is just for you”. It was smooth, round but peaked, and hard as a rock. I freely felt it, squeezing as hard as I could. I couldn’t even dent it. She smiled fondly at me and mouthed the word “enjoy”



 
We rode like this for what seemed too short a time. Finally the train stopped at what was a more rural area of New York. Perhaps some place in Staten Island. She said “time to go” and my heart fell. Was this adventure going to end so quickly? Then I felt my feet following after her . I didn’t understand what was happening to me, and I tried to halt my forward motion. It was like trying to hold back a bus. I looked down and saw her hand grasping my belt, and bodily dragging me off the train.


I stopped struggling. In the first place there was nothing that I could do against her inexorable pull, and then again, why would I even want to.


When we exited the train, she grabbed hold of my arm, in a grip that felt like satin steel, and said sweetly “you aren’t going any where deary”. We waited until the station was practically empty of people. Looking me straight in the eye, she said “you realize of course that you are going with me.”


Without waiting for my answer she walked out of the station and on to the street. Needless to say I was right behind her. She walked at a very slow and leisurely pace, which I was sure was for my benefit. I am in very poor shape and found it hard to keep up, even at this slow pace.


We finally reached a two story brick building and went in. There was no one around and there didn’t seem to be many apartments. “Well here we are she exclaimed. I live on the second floor.” I looked toward the stairs which seemed to extend upwards endlessly. She looked at me sympathetically, and informed me that there were forty steps to her apartment. I was breathing heavily and let me inform the reader, that to say I was in bad shape, was an understatement. I am also very large and tip the scale at 350lbs. This was one reason that I thought that the incident in the train, was due to the crush of the crowd, and not her arm.
She thought for a while and then asked, “ would you like to take the lift up to the apartment?” Looking around I didn’t see any elevator. I mentioned this to her, and laughing with delightfully girlish charm, she flexed her bicep and pointing to it, said “this! is your elevator.” My mouth flopped open and shut without making any sound, and before I could get a word out, she squatted down, placed her arm under my rump and saying “going up?” as if operating an elevator, stood up. I stood up too. Or should I say I rose up. And there I was, a 350lbs man perched on the arm of a gorgeous, sexy, and frighteningly powerful women. I clutched her neck and held on for dear life.
She looked up sweetly and asked “well little one, are you comfy?” I thought to myself, 350lbs and she calls me little one. Then I thought ,well if she can handle my bulk so easily, who was I to object. I managed an incoherent yes, and gulping, said that I was quite comfortable.


She started up the stairs, moving easily as if my weight were of no account. This was an experience that I had dreamed about all of my life. I felt lightheaded, and a bit faint. I had a feeling of elation ,together with a delicious sense of helplessness. Through all of this , there was my very erect penis, which seemed to throb uncontrollably within my pants.



 
I wanted this ride to last forever, but all to soon we were at the top of the stairs. She stopped there momentarily, thinking as if she had forgotten something important. Suddenly snapping her fingers she exclaimed, “darn it I always forget to pick up my mail.” Glancing up at me she said “hang on tight snookums.” She then proceeded to descend at breakneck speed, with me still supported on her arm, and hanging on to her neck, hardly able to catch my breath. She retrieved her mail and handing it to me said, “lets make a deal, you carry my mail , and I carry you. ok? I just shook my head up and down like an idiot. She ascended the stairs once more but now, two at a time, at breakneck speed. I was in seventh heaven. I thought who was she, and was she really human?
Entering her apartment, she said “let me show you around.” I assumed that she would lower me to the ground, so that I could walk through the flat. {think again dear reader, she walked me around still perched atop of her muscle.}

Finally she exclaimed “lets get into something a little more comfortable.” She unzipped her skirt and it fell to the ground. Then she started to remove her blouse with her free hand. She stopped for a while thinking I supposed, how to remove the rest of her blouse, what with 350lbs of man sitting on her arm. After a while she smiled and moved her arm with me on it, around to the front. She then wedged the palm of her free hand between my legs, and gripped my buttocks, moving me from off of her arm, I was now suspended, in the palm of her hand. Proceeding to remove her blouse from her body, she started to remove my shirt with her free hand.


She lifted me so that my groin was level with her forehead, my feet dangling down to her waist, I hanging tightly to her hair. Starting to remove my shoes and socks, she lowered me and ruminated in silence for a while. She snapped her fingers as if she had solved some puzzle. By this time I had regained my voice and I said.” Maam If you put me down, I can get undressed all by myself. “

All of a sudden her sunny disposition seemed to darken, and she asked “are you giving me orders little man”? I shook in fear, and sputtering, quickly tried to explain that I was only trying to be helpful. Only an idiot would get on the bad side of someone so overwhelming. She saw me shaking, and patting me on the head said, in a much kinder tone “snookums, as long as you remain in my house, your feet will never hit terra firma. Is that clear” she asked sweetly?, but with a touch of menace in her voice. I gulped and shook my head yes.

She said “now where was I before I was so rudely interrupted?” I just hung my head down and remained silent.
Suddenly her mood altered. She said in that little girlish voice of hers,” I’ve got it!” Still holding me in the palm of her hand, she unzipped my pants and loosened my belt buckle with her free hand. Reaching between my legs, she encased my penis and testicles in her grip, holding me at the base of my groin. Her fingers crept between my legs to steady me in her hand, by sliding as far as they would go under my bottom. Then she instructed me to lean forward, and hold on to her neck. When I had accomplished this, she said ,”now just lie face face down on my arm. I did so, my legs dangling down and around her bicep.



 
She then exclaimed happily,” you did that very well sweety, I’m proud of you.” I thanked her, feeling like a small child. What else could I do? I was so weak and helpless in her arms. She then proceeded to remove my pants , by simply pulling them down and off with her free hand. Pushing me up to my former position, that is perched on the palm of her hand she said, “thats the way I like my little men, naked and helpless”. She suddenly burst into a fit of laughter, as if titillated by some funny thought. She looked at me and asked,” well little guy, wouldn’t you agree that I seem to have the situation well in hand?” With that she laughed uproariously, and I joined in the joke, although it was at my expense.


When we finished laughing she said, “how about you and I play a little game”? I said yes maam, whatever you want is fine with me. I was beginning to understand that her questions were really rhetorical ones, and much healthier for me just to agree.
She said, “lets play monkey in the tree”. Somehow I didn’t like the sound of this, but I was afraid to object. Once again she grasped the family jewels as she had before, holding both penis and balls at the base of my crotch, my butt still perched atop her free palm.
All of a sudden she screamed,” monkey in the tree, and snatched her hand from my rear. I bellowed in agony, as I found myself hanging from her grip by my genitals, my body facing the ceiling. Even in my pain, I was to terrified of this awesome creature to complain. All I could do was to cry out O God, O God , O God.


She yelled “monkey! climb the tree”, She repeated this command and in self defense, I did just that. I brought my left leg up and over her arm. The other following immediately, hoisting myself up , thus relieving much of the pressure between my legs. My arms followed quickly and the pain was gone. The terror and my ordeal however was not, and I just hung from her mighty arm sobbing.
She walked me over to the other side of the room, and stood before a full length mirror. Standing there admiring her handiwork, she cried out in her little high pitched voice, “O look at the little monkey hanging from the branch, isn’t he just precious”? I holding tightly on her arm, just looked down in humiliation. She repeated her last statement, but now there was steel in her voice.


I began to realize the danger that I was placing myself into. She who was so overpowering must be obeyed immediately. Couldn’t I see for myself, the frightening way that she handled me? My weight seemed inconsequential to her, almost nonexistent. I thought that just as sure as I was born, her full potential had not been revealed to me. Trembling I did as she had instructed, without another moments hesitation.
I looked in the mirror saying to myself, how could someone be so beautiful and frightening at the same time? She repeated her question, “well, what do you think of the little monkey hanging on to the branch?” Although this was the most humiliating situation of my life, I knew that I was helpless to do anything but to obey her. I said “oh yes maam, he is certainly adorable, just as you say.” I thought to myself “what a wimp” but what else could I do, since I was sure that she could squash me, with the touch of a finger. She smiled, and started to relate a tale to me.


“Once upon a time” She said, “there was a little monkey who had climbed up a tree to escape the predators on the ground. He hung from the branch , feeling safe and secure, away from the dangerous animals down below. The breeze blew cool and he was content. And then the wind started to blow harder, and the little monkey hung on, as the branch started to wave back and forth.”
 
Naturally as she related this to me, her hand also waved back and forth, and of course so did I. That is I was waved.

I became very apprehensive, groaning inwardly, “Oh no please.” She continued “and the wind rose up in gale force, and the little monkey was swung violently back and forth, up and down.” Of course her arm echoed her words, as did poor helpless me.” She continued, “ and then a hurricane came up out of the north, and ripped the tree from its moorings. The tree, branch, and the poor little monkey left the ground and spun and tumbled in the air” At this, she spun her might arm, with me hanging on for dear life, around and around. I screamed the first thing that came into my head. I called for my mother, “mommie, mommie.”


She must have heard and took pity on me, or perhaps the game was coming to an end. She said “ and then the terrible wind died down, and the tree descended to land upright softly, in a fissure in the ground, holding the tree and its inhabitant , firmly in place. And the monkey was safe, and he was once again content.”


She then looked at me, sobbing uncontrollably . Gathering me into her arms , she held me, as a groom would hold his bride, only I supposed that I was the bride. She squeezed me to her breast, patting me on my fanny, and stroking my back. She spoke sweetly to me ,cooing, “there there little one, its all over.” As I sobbed , she pushed my face into her beautiful breast, adjusting my mouth around her nipple. I sucked like a greedy infant. She rocked me back and forth, in a rhythmic and gentle motion, until I calmed down. Finally she said, “little monkey, you didn’t seem to enjoy that very much. Don’t you know that I was only fulfilling, one of your deepest and fondest fantasies?” I asked her for permission to speak honestly. She shook her head. “Maam I said, when a person dreams, no matter what it is, he is no physical danger. If however that dangerous dream becomes a reality, how do you think he would react?” And then I looked at her and thought, can she read my mind, and know my deepest and darkest fantasies”? All of a sudden, a terrible thought arouse in my mind. I quickly pushed it aside. I thought if she could really read me so well, and so far she hadn’t missed a trick, then please God, keep that thought from emerging. I knew that there was almost nothing that was beyond her powers, and I shivered in fear.
I looked up at her, from my place at her breast. She chillingly said ,” first things first little guy.” Her personality was mercurial, and I never knew when her moods would change. Once again she returned to the subject at hand and said kindly,” you must realize that fear and pleasure are only opposite ends of the same rope.. Haven’t you ever observed someone as they rode on the most frightening of roller coasters, screaming their bloody heads off. When you ask them what they thought of the experience, they might say, that it was the most frightening thing that they had ever been through.” She continued, “so ask them , would you go on it again? The usual answer is, damn right!
Yes little one, fear and pleasure, opposite sides of the same coin. Besides my sweet little helpless one, all through our little game of monkey on the tree, I was holding on to junior down there between your legs, and let me assure you, that he stood at attention , like a good little soldier for the entire experience.” She laughed and kissed my forehead and nose.

 
She held me away at arms length. Looking me over she said, “you know sweetie, You and I are quite a team.” I smiled and said “yes, you Tarzan, me Jane. I thought that she would drop me on my head, as she laughed so much that she doubled over, holding herself in pain. She exclaimed “oh, oh, I think that I have a stitch in my side.” I said happily “ then you are human.” Yes she said, “I’m quite human, just a little stronger then most people.” I informed her that this was the understatement of the century, and that she was undoubtedly the strongest person in the world. I was of the opinion , that if the Olympic super heavyweight champion lifted his heaviest weight overhead, that I didn’t doubt for a minute, that she could come along, and clean and jerk him, together with his weight. She smiled and said “ could be little guy, and don’t you just love that idea.”? Smiling I said that the thought of it was pretty intoxicating.

 

[mebalshaw]

Suddenly we heard a loud noise from the next room. She said putting her fingers to her lips to quite me, “ I think that we have an intruder.” She put me down in a chair, for the first time since we had come into the apartment. “Stay here and be quite she said.” Just as she started to investigate, a huge brute of a man barged into the room, carrying a large and threatening knife. Seeing her beautiful nude body he exclaimed, “ I think I’m in heaven” He advanced upon her and I thought, “poor doomed slob, he has no idea what’s in store for him.” He was a big one, about six feet seven inches and very heavily muscled. I was sure that he outweighed me by at least fifty to seventy five pounds.


Expecting her to cower in fear of him, he was taken aback when she said very quietly through clenched teeth, “put down that knife and get the hell out of here, before I shove it up your ass.” He laughed at the pretty little lady and said, “oh baby, I just love it when you talk dirty.”


With that he lunged at her. With the speed of a cobra,she grabbed the wrist that held the knife, keeping his hand immobile. He looked at her puzzeled, to stupid to know his predicament.


And then I heard a sickening crack , and he shrieked like a little girl. The knife fell to the floor, as the bones in his wrist were shattered. She grabbed him by the throat, blocking off his air so that he couldn’t cry out. As he dangled from her arm by his abused neck unable to breathe, she ripped his clothes from his body. Reaching down, she grasped the soft flesh below his stomach and above his prick, and squeezing with crushing force, caused him to cry out in agony. By his shriek, I didn’t doubt that her grip, had the force of a vice.


She raised him up by the soft skin, to rest near her ear, arm bent like a spear holder, getting ready to throw. He just lay around her shoulder, his head and legs dangling down around her arm. She said with venom in her voice, “straighten up, stiff as a stick” He just moaned in pain. She repeated the order, and I thought, you stupid jerk, obey immediatly or suffer the consequences.


When he didn’t react,she called out to me to open two glass french doors, that I hadn’t noticed before. I had been trying to be as inconspicuous as possible, because I didn’t want to be caught in the fall out of her anger. She was at once magnificent, gorgeous, and terrible to behold. She was like an avenging godess.


 
I did as she instructed, and saw that it led out onto a porch. Carrying the helpless pain wracked brute outside, she held him arm outstretched in mid air, over the edge. Still grasping him painfully by the soft flesh above his penis, his face looking skyward, she said, “do as I say if you don’t want to be dropped over the side.” He yelled hysterically,” oh my God, yes maam, please maam, I’m doing it , see maam.” and his body stiffened up like a steel rod. “Good boy” she said, and brought him back indoors. He sighed in relief and I thought, “you stupid bastard,you have no idea whats in store for you. I thought back of our little game of monkey in the tree, and she liked me.


Once again she lifted him to her ear, this time he knew enough to keep his body as straight as he could. Standing a few feet back from the porch, she started to count. “one, she called moving his body forward like an olympic javelin thrower,aiming and getting ready for the hurl. Panicing he started to wimper, weeping bitterly. “Please lady don’t do it, I’ll do anything to make it up to you.” Two,she called, he screamed like a little baby. “Please , O God ,O God, I’ll be good, I’ll be a good boy” She asked him if he knew the twenty third psalm, “you know , the one that says the lord is my sheppard, I shall not want? Now would be a good time to recite it.”He was incoherant with fear, and just repeated, sobbing again and again, anything I’ll do anything.
Finally she seemed to relent and said “ ok,ok, just say please.” He quickly do so. “Pretty please”, again he repeated her words. “What else she asked?’’ “Pretty please with sugar on top” he screamed. She asked , “and ?” Strawberries, ice cream , and he went through the whole litany of desserts, trembeling like a leaf all the time. She shook him bodily and said , “all those sweets, do you want me to get fat.”? He started to yell out every low calorie food that he could think of.
Looking at me she winked, but I just looked down in shame and pity for this poor wretch. In desperation he looked at me pleadingly and asked, can’t you help me please! thinking that I had some sort of influence on her. Shrugging my shoulders I thought “what could I do”, but he looked so pitifull, that I just had to try something.


 I said “maam, may I risk your anger, and beg you not to kill this unworthy idiot.” She seemed startled and said to me, “do you really think that I would murder someone?.” That I realized was a big mistake, and I stuttered, and hemmed and hawed, trying to take back that stupid question. She wasn’t having any of it, and I looked for someplace to hide. She said “ you would be wise to say nothing more”. So I bit my tongue, and had I had any pants on, I might have soiled them..


 She said to him, “look you moron, I have decided to let you live, now isn’t that just wonderful of me?”The poor quivering schmuck moaned, O God yes, thank you. Then looking upwards his hands held together, he repeated, thank you God. O thank you. I looked at him , this ugly brute and rapist, reduced to a quivering shaking bowl of jelly.
She said “however I’m still in throwing mode, and you my man,” She stopped talking suddenly, and after a a moments thought, started to sing with her cute little girly voice, the turn of the century song, O he flew through the air with the greatest of ease, the daring young man on the flying trapeze. “


Once again he started to beg, shaking like a leaf, but she shouted, “shut up you moron” She said “listen carefully, and don’t interupt if you know whats good for you.

 
The distance from this balcony to that building next to us, is twenty five feet. That building end to end is forty feet. From the end of that rooftop, down to a very large pool that we can’t see from here, is another twenty five feet. Thats ninety feet in all. Now you do realize, that I am sparing your life, correct?” Holding him with one arm, she shook him like a rag doll. He said “yes O God thank you maam.” She continued “beg me to throw you the ninety feet into that life saving pool.” He moaned and wept silent tears. She said “ its either that , or I tear you limb from limb, stuff your penis in your mouth, and flush you down the toilet.”He knew that she could back up her words, and so did I,


He said pityfully, “please throw me” She said “not nearly good enough” He shook and screamed, what should I say , just please tell me what to say.” She told him to repeat the following without deviation. “Please maam, hurl me like a javelin, over the roof and into the pool.”In terror he repeated it , hardly able to control his voice. She said “you didn’t say please.” Please O please with sugar on top he screamed.”She said “well since you insist,” and he flew from her arm like a rocket. I thought that I heard the poor shit screaming for his mommy, as he soared over the roof top like a comet, curving downward about twenty five feet past it, as she had predicted. We heard a splash and saw the water rise from the force of his landing.


 She looked at me and said, “scratch one rapist.” I said, “I’ll bet that poor slob will shake at the sight of a women, for the rest of his life.” Looking at me lovingly, she grabbed me by the groin, and under my armpit, and literally threw me up over her head screaming, “O lord , I love you so much my little angel.” I asked , “don’t you think that this is a rather novel way of showing it?” She continued, “when I become passionate, I experience an uncontrolable urge to lift my little sweety
over my head in happiness.”

Looking at me held aloft, she asked, “well sweet guy, hows the air up there?” I said happily ‘ it’s delightfull, so clear and fresh,you should come up here sometimes.” Bursting out in uncontrollable fits of laughter, I thought that she would drop me on my head. She finally said , “ I love your sense of humor, but breaking me up when your hanging over my head, can be hazardous to your health.” I said, “I didn’t care, and that I loved to give her pleasure, as she had given me. Besides I had faith in her strength and control , I wouldn’t come to any harm in her arms. She said in a slow deliberate manner, “I want you to remember those words.”
Once again she had gone from abundant joy, making me feel secure and wonderful, to some implied future threat. I asked her for permission to speak seriously. She shook her head in the affirmative, and taking a deep breath, I plunged forward. “Maam, why is it that one minute you lift me in shear joy, claiming your love, and the next moment you say or do something to scare the pants off of me?” She smiled and said, “you don’t seem to have any pants to be scared off of.”


 I continued seriously, “you are so beautiful and adorable one minute, and the next you have me shaking in fear of you. I don’t know whether to worship you with my love, or shit in my pants with terror. Smiling , she looked into my eyes and said, “do both.”


 
Asking her what she meant by this, she replied, “you little man know very well what I mean.” Still I wanted her to spell it out. She said, “ok, here is the way it is. You sweetie are a born romantic. You love to love cherish and worship a women. At the same time, you have an overwhelming desire for a physically powerful girl. The act of being lifted, especialy overhead by a women, is almost enough to bring you to orgasim. Bring terrorized by the object of your love, just add’s to the aphrodisiac effect. You want desperatly to tell me how much I frighten you, and how I make you piss in your pants. You want to tell me that you will do anything, to keep my wrath from overwhelming you. Got it she asked?” “Your right I said,’ my voice choking with emotion.” I guess that I’m just a little wimp” She said, “I suppose, but an awfully cute one. “


She continued, “and I am the same way, only the polar opposite.” She said adorably, “you the lifted, I the liftor.” She continued “ I bring you to abject terror, I bring you to extasy, both sides of the same coin. And now you must certainly know , why a women like me, could choose A little butterball like you.” “I answered,whatever the reason I am eternally grateful.”


Finally she said, “enough of this serious stuff. Lets get on with the business of me scaring the shit out of you.” She said , “don’t you think that its getting a little stuffy in here?” and before I could answer, she carried me out of the apartment. I yelled “Maam, were both naked.” She said that there were only two other tenants, and that they were both out of town. We were the only ones in the entire building.
She carried me to the end of the hallway, and opened a door that had no lock. There were steps going up, and I guessed that our destination was the roof. Suddenly that terror returned to my mind again, the thought that I had unsucsessfully tried so hard to repress. I felt a sudden chill throughout my body.

 

[mebalshaw]

Upon arriving at the roof, she brought me to its center. I was shaking uncontrollably and she asked me, “whats the matter sweetie pie.” “Its cold up here I said, please take me back to the apartment.” Nonsense she said, it absolutly delightful here.” She looked around, and then up in the sky. “Just look at those birds up there, don’t you just wish that you could fly?” My teeth were chattering and I said quickly, “no maam, I have absolutly no desire to fly, and that I was perfectly content right here in her arms.”
She looked at me shaking in her powerful arms . “Do you remember what I said about pleasure and fear, being two sides of the same coin she asked?” “This is really what you want. Just look at junior between your legs, bouncing up and down. He can’t wait to get started.” I tried for humor. I thought that a good laugh might change her mind. Looking down between my legs at my throbbing penis, I screamed, “you fucking traitor!”
She chuckled and said “good try little guy,” and then I was leaving the ground. I soared about ten feet above her head. She caught me on the way down, yelling “isn’t this just the greatest fun.” I left the roof again, this time a good fifteen feet above her head. I tried to scream but my throat seemed to be paralized. The third throw sent me even higher, and I thought panic stricken, “is there no limit to what she could do?” Then I thought of the poor slob that she had hurled over the roof, and I said to myself, “better being thrown straight up and caught, then to be rocketed across a rooftop like a missile, unawhere of your destination.
Finally she stopped and said, “this is getting rather dull isn’t it?” I thought thank God, If she is getting bored, then perhaps she would return to the apartment,and its blessed low ceiling.”
She asked me if I had ever attended an air show.

 
No, I said suspiciously.”Isn’t it just marvelous the way they do those fantastic airobotics, spinning and twisting in mid air, she said?”
By this time I was sobbing and shaking. She brought me to her breast, and petting me said, “now now little feller,be a big boy.” I croaked, “no maam , I want to be a little boy, and please oh please take me down to the apartment. “Not until your fantasy is completed she replied, and I was airborn again, but this time spinning head over heels.
Up and up I flew, it seemed at least thirty feet. I thought that I was going to be sick.I was afraid to look down and find out just how high it really was. My return to the floor of the roof was much faster then before, because of the excessive height. I thought that although she would catch me, the presure of the fall might break my back. I closed my eyes and prayed, “oh God just let me live.
Spinning earthward I landed on her upraised palm, butt down. She didn’t stop my downward motion, but continued the direction of the fall, her arm sweeping down to her knees, with me still sitting on the palm of her hand. Without coming to a pause she continued the momentum, shooting me back into the air again.
This continued again and again, each time higher and higher. I was beyond fear and terror now. My mind going blank, as I waited for this to end, or to die.
I landed once again in her hand . I don’t even know how many times she had hurled me heavenward. This time she spun me down and up and down again , without sending my poor body skyward. Each successive spin from the top of her head , down to her knees and up again became slower and slower. Finally she held me at rest, and I leaped to her breast , clutching her as hard as I could.
She said “its all over my little bird, and directed my mouth to her nipple.

 I sobbed and sucked and shook uncontrollably,as she rocked me back and forth in her mighty arms. When I finally calmed down, I looked up at her beautiful face and asked pitifully, “is it really over?”She shook her head yes, and said “relax my sweet little weak one. No more big bad lady throwing you around. “She added mischieviously, “at least not for now” . Then she quickly patted and soothed me to reasure me again.
I asked if we could go down to the apartment now. She said laughing, “you must really love that apartment”. “I said that it was safer there.” “ Dont you trust me, she asked?” “ I said, with my life”, as if I had any choice in the matter. She carried me back down to the apartment, and I never was so happy to be within four walls.


Inside the flat she said, “well you have been through quite an experience my adorabe one. And now something special, just for you. Something that will thrill you to your very core. And to tell the truth, I am going to enjoy this as much as you will.”
She carried me to a table and set me down upon it, spreading my legs apart. I just sat there passively, knowing that I had no power to influence her, one way or the other. Facing me, she placed her hands, palms up under each thigh, about two thirds up from the knees. Leaning forward she told me to hold on to her head. She then raised me to her waist,and held me in curling position, as the weight lifters call it. Blowing a kiss towards me she said, “ get ready to experience the fulfillment of your fondest dream.

 
Curling me bodily, she stopped when my groin was facing her lips. Looking up at me, my face above her head ,she smacked her lips teasingly, and chuckling lifted me a few inches higher. Then she plunged her tongue just below my genitals and started to lick the inside of my thighs. I almost leaped out of her hands, as the sensations were almost too much to bear. Looking up at me with humor in her eyes, she tsk tsked me, and asked “ what will your do when I really get started?”
I moaned in passion and said, “ I’ll just have to take my chances” Without giving me another moment to savor the feelings, she proceeded to lick and suck me, under and around my testicles and penis. Lowering me, she quickly blew and licked the lower part of my belly, raising me up and down in an inconsistant pattern, so that I never could tell where her mouth would be.


I moaned and screamed in pleasure, incoherent with passion. I alternately begged her to stop, and then never to stop. I didn’t know what the hell I was saying or feeling. And then she took both my penis and balls into her mouth. Please don’t ask me how she could accomplish this feat, but there was nothing about her, that could surprise me any longer. She seemed to just open her throat, and I felt as if I she would devour me. I screamed in panic not knowing what I was saying, ‘O GOD please don’t swallow me alive.”
She lifted me from her mouth and smiling said, “ quite a sensation heh sweet one?” I apologised for making such a jackass of myself. She said,”My darling, any feeling that arises in love and passion can’t be stupid.”
Suddenly she plunged my member into her soft moist mouth, drawing me in with a violent sucking action. Holding me with the strength of her overwhelming arms, she moved me back and forth in her mouth. I started to whimper and moan passionately, as she moved me faster and faster, in and out. I was in a daze, and I started to yell bloody murder. I said” mercy, then o god I love you. Then, please don’t stop”
And then Mt. Vesuvius erupted, as she kept to the inward outward motion. And the larva continued to flow and flow, and I felt as if my head were coming off. I began to feel weak in the knees. She didn’t stop, but kept moving me back and forth, draining me even further until I felt empty. My body began to feel numb, and I started to panic. I screamed, “ Please stop, for the love of heaven please stop” But she must have thought, that it was just part of my passion.


In self defence, I started to beat as hard as I could, upon her shoulders and head, crying out as loudly as I could “this is for real, stop please before you kill me”
She stopped then, and I lay over her face and head totally drained, feeling weak and sick. I thought that if she would put me down on the floor now, that I would just collapse, like a used dishrag. I had absolutely no feelings in my legs.
Lowering me gently and cradling me in her arms, she looked at my face with sudden concern. She said “lord, your as white as a sheet. Shaking her head she said, “Damn my soul, I have got to control myself. I sometimes forget, just how fragile you are. I said, I’m not fragile, just an ordinary male. Smiling at me fondly she said “but I’m not an ordinary female, Correct?” I said that the last thing that she was, was ordinary.
She rocked me in her arms and told me to sleep, and that I would feel much better when I awoke. I asked her if she would hold me until I wake. She answered and said “ of course my little darling.” I dozed off; not knowing how much time had elapsed. When I awoke she said, “Well lazy bones, you are certainly looking much better. “She seemed so relieved, and my love for her grew.



 
She asked if I would like some cookies and hot chocolate, and I said yes please. As she prepared the drink, she stared at my groin and started to chuckle. She said, look at junior, still at attention and rearing to go. I said, Oh don’t pay any attention to that idiot, the fool doesn’t even know when he’s well off. She started to laugh and ignoring the unfinished hot chocolate, She lifted me overhead, once again in passion.


She said “you sweet little thing, you make me so happy, I think that I am going to keep you”. I said amen. She fed me my cookies and drink resting on her lap, and I never felt better in my life. She said, “Tonight you will sleep here. Tomorrow, you may return to work, or not as you please. I can support you in fine style, if you would like. Then you will return to me with a suitcase containing your immediate needs. The rest of your stuff, we can get later.


Just make sure that do return to me or I will find you. I have your wallet with your address right here. And I will carry you, naked kicking and screaming through the streets of New York. Is that clear my helpless one.” And she smiled in mock severity. I shook in mock fear, and said, “that I understood, but that I doubted if there would be much kicking or screaming.”


She smiled fondly, and holding me in her beautiful and frightening arms, she rocked me back and forth like a baby. “Now go to sleep, tomorrow starts our new life together. I felt warm and secure, and as I started to doze off, I remembered that I didn’t even know her name. I asked her, and she said Just call me maam. Just call me maam.



 

[mebalshaw]

Here's another one.

The Pool
by Frogsie
Dan didn’t think that his day at the pool would be so much fun.

 My name is Dan. I’m 26 years old and work for a big law firm in New York. Since I started to work, I didn’t have the chance to do sports like those that I use to in high school. I wasn’t a jock but I liked to play football with my friends or swim at the local pool. At 5’7’’, my 165 pounds made me look in good shape but I knew I had to work out more if I would like to stay thin. So, one day that I didn’t work, I went to the pool not far from my place. At my surprise, there where nobody there except a young girl who was already in the water.

She said hi and told me that the pool was close for the visitor but I was welcome to joined her if I wanted. I accept her invitation and after I changed in my bathing suit, I jumped in the water. After a couple of laps, I went to the less deep part of the pool to catch my breath. She was still in the deep part of the pool when we started to talk. Her name was Gina. She was 18 years old and was a freshman in Yale. She said that she swim since she was 3 and that she got a scholarship because of her athletic abilities.

She asked me if I wanted to race and I told her that even though I knew I couldn’t beat a state champ, I was sure willing to try. Like I thought, she easily beat me and told me that she could give me a rematch. I declined her invitation and told her that I would not be able to beat her and that I was too tired anyway. At that time I was in the three feet deep part of the pool while Gina was shoulder deep in the water.

Then, she asked me if I find her pretty. Surprised by that question, I said that she had a beautiful face but it was difficult to see the rest because she was in the water. Then, she said, “Well, would this be better?” While she started to move to my direction, I couldn’t believe what I saw. “What do you think?” she asked while I was starring at her with my mouth open.

She was about 5’4’’ and weight about 125 pounds. She had short blond hair and incredible blue eyes. She wore a very short black swimming suit like the ones of the swimmers that revealed her big yet firm chest. However, it wasn’t her big breasts that struck me, it was her muscles. She had very beautiful muscular legs, incredible buns, a firm and lean stomach and very muscles arms like nothing I’ve ever seen on a woman.

She started to laugh and said « So, I think you like my figure. » I asked her what did she meant and she told me that she just looked at my Speedo to get her answer. I have to admit that I had an erection and that I was really turned on by her body. She then came just in front of me and give me a long French kiss. « Look at this! » she said as she flexed her right arm while grabbing my butt with her left hand. Her bicep was huge, about 16 inches. I placed my hand on it and it felt great.

At this moment, she started to lift me off the ground with just one arm. She lifted me with incredible ease. She asked me how I felt and I told her I was in heaven but I thought I was about to cum. She said that she wouldn’t allow this to happen and then put me down at my regret. She told me that she wanted to make love to me and that if I want to, I would have the time of my life. Of course, I said yes, it’s not everyday that I had an offer like that. This girl was gorgeous, she could lift me easily with just one arm and she wanted to make love to me, what kind of fool would say no to this?

She then brought me to a deeper part of the pool. We started kissing and she ripped my swimsuit off me. I thought that we would go to the dressing room but it looked like we were going to make love right there, in the pool. I gently undress her and she brought me close to her. Since I was starting to get tired of swimming, she told me to put my arms around her neck and that she would do the rest.

I place my dick in the right position and Gina grabbed my buns and pulled me in her. It felt incredible. I automatically place my legs around her waist and I started to caress her breasts. I was in heaven. We made love 3 times and each time, we both felt an incredible orgasm.

While we were resting in each other’s arms, Gina told me that we would have to go since the pool opened in a few minutes and that we would be better at her place anyway. I agreed and we got out of the pool. I started to go to my locker room but Gina stopped me. She pulled me close to her like before in the pool and lifted me off the ground. I placed my arms and legs like before, and we headed to the locker room. After we got dress, we went to Gina’s place. She carried me to her place with one arm like before in the pool. People stared at us but I didn’t care.

On the way to Gina’s place, I thought of what we have done and I still couldn’t believe it. I made love to a woman who carried me with one arm without any signs of effort. Moreover, the most surprising in this was the fact that this woman was just 18 years old.

We made love again at her place and it felt as great as it did before in the pool. For the next few weeks, we saw each other 4 times a week and every time we end up at my apartment or hers to make love. At first, we just saw each other for casual sex but as time goes by, I felt more and more attract to her and we eventually fell in love. We are still together and after Gina gets her degree, we plan to get married and have a kid.

 

[mutecity]

The Single Mom


The smells rose in the air as Kate, still in her robe, finished putting breakfast on the table the next morning, Charlie looking on.

"Babe, breakfast is ready!", she called out to Zach.

"He's still in bed", Charlie said to his mother.

"What? He's still sleeping? I told him to get up for breakfast twenty minute ago."

"He looked asleep when I walked past your room on my way down."

Kate smiled at her son. "Well, I guess we'll have to do something about that then, won't we?"

Kate walked out of the kitchen, across the living room, up the stairs, and down the hall to her bedroom, and saw Zach still asleep in the bed in his PJs. She smiled half-lovingly, half-annoyed at him. She walked over to the bed, took the covers off him, got on, and climbed on top and kissed him on the lips. He sighed and opened his eyes in response, a smile creeping across his face. "It's time to get up, Mr. Breakfast is ready." She pecked a few more kisses on his lips and cheeks before putting her right arm behind his back and lifting his back to a sitting position, sliding off him, putting her left arm under his knees, and lifting him into a cradle carry as she stood up from the bed.

"Ready?", Kate asked, rhetorically.

"You've been lifting me for a year. You can keep doing it for another hundred and I still won't be ready. I'm amazed and aroused every time."

She laughed as she proceed to carry him effortlessly down the hall, down the stairs, across the living room, and into the kitchen before setting him down on a chair in front of his plate.

He smiled as he ate, wondering to himself for the thousandth time how he'd gotten lucky enough to end up with this woman. He thought back to that day a year earlier, when he and Kate had been together already for six months.
-----

Kate and Zach had been dating for six months, and their relationship had grown pretty serious, by the time that Saturday came around. They had a date that night, but Zach didn't know what it would consist of - Kate had called him that morning and told him that she had a surprise planned for that evening, and to meet outside her apartment at 6PM. It was now 5:45PM, and as he walked to her place, he was filled with a mix of excitement and nervousness. Excitement because his girlfriend had a surprise for him. Nervousness because his girlfriend had a surprise for him.

She sitting on the stoop in front of her apartment building waiting for him when he arrived at 6 on the dot. They embraced and kissed.

"So, what's my surprise?"

"You'll see. Just come with me", she said, with a half-mischievous, half-nervous grin on her face. She took his hand and, following her lead, they started walking.

Kate tried to make small-talk, but it was impossible with the tension in the air. He could tell she was nervous about whatever her surprise was, and that made him more nervous than he had been already. He tried to get an answer out of her, but she just calmly told him that he would see when they got to where they were going.

Finally, after walking for ten minutes, they arrived at their destination - Kate's gym, where she was a member, and where her best friend, Melissa, worked.

"What are we doing here?", Zach asked, "doesn't it close at four on Saturdays?"

"Yeah, but Melissa gave me her work pass, so we can get in and have the place to ourselves."

"But why? This is the surprise, we're going to work out?"

"Not exactly...I want to have strength contest. Just you and me."

Kate was quite a fit woman at 35 years of age. She was no bodybuilder per se, but at 5'7' and 140 pounds, she had firm, ripped muscles and was pretty strong for her size. Zach knew this, but at 5'11' and 175 pounds, although not that big of a man, the idea of strength contest between the two of them still didn't quite seem feasible.

"A strength contest between you and me? Are you sure?"

"Yeah! I'm no weakling you know, I've got some muscle."

"Yeah, but...what for?"

"I'll tell you after. Humor me. Please?"

"Ok, why not...you obviously went through some trouble to set this up so it must be important to you."

She smiled, "thank you."

They walked into the gym, turned the lights on, and took their coats off.

"So, how is this going to work, exactly?"

"Two contests - first armwrestling, then bench-pressing. And don't even think about going easy on me. I want you to compete for real."

"Ok. If that's what you want."

They found a table and moved it to the center of the room. After pulling a couple chairs up, they sat down facing each other, and Kate put her arm up on the table. Zach followed suit and locked his arm up with hers.

"3...2...1...go!", Kate counted down.

As per her request, Zach put as much pressure as he could on her arm, but it only moved an inch or so. He could see her muscle flexing in underneath her shirt as she pushed back. She got him back to the starting position, where they remained in a deadlock. After a minute of this, he started wearing down. As he wore down, she started pushing harder, and in a steady and smooth movement, pushed his arm down to the table.

"Wow. I knew you were strong, but..."

Unspoken between them was the fact that she had just put his right arm down with her left...her weaker arm against his stronger one.

She put up her right arm now, and he took the bait and put up his left.

"3...2...1...go!", Kate counted down again.

This time he only managed to her push her arm less than half an inch as oppose to a full inch the last time. She pushed back immediately and had his arm pinned in seconds.

"Wow..." was all he could muster at first.

"Are you upset?"

"Upset...I'm too stunned to feel anything," he said, almost laughing.

After ten or twenty seconds of awkward silence, he said, 'So...bench-pressing, right?'

"Right!", Kate snapped out of it, "What's your max?"

"About 190 or so."

"Ok...let's start at 170."

They walked over to the bar and set the weights up on it together. Zach watched her lifting 30 and 40 pound weights to put on bar with ease.

"You go first,", Kate said.

Zach laid down on the bench, took a deep breath, took grip of the bar, and began lifting.

He got to 8 before he set the bar back on the bench.

"Pretty good," Kate said.

He got up and she laid down on the bench and, taking a deep breath just as Zach had, began lifting.

When she got to 8, she kept going. She got to 11.

Zach couldn't say anything.

"Let's take it up to 190 - your high."

Zach nodded.

Once the proper weights were in place, he laid down and begin lifting.

Putting everything he had into it, he managed to get to 6. But he had struggled with the last two.

"Good job,", Kate complimented him.

She laid down and began her turn.

When she got to his 6, her breathing was only mildly labored compared to what his had been at that point.

She got up to 8 before putting the bar down.

Zach ran his hand through his hair - he was amazed.

"Ok, my high is 205."

Once the bar at 205 pounds on it, he laid down and gave it his best shot. He got to 1.

She laid down and in steady fashion got to 3 before putting the bar back down.

"Ok, last one. 215. I don't know if either of us will be able to lift it at all."

He laid down and gave it his all, but he couldn't get it up.

She laid down and, putting everything she had into it, managed to get it up 1 time before putting it back down, out of breath.

When she had managed to catch her breath somewhat, she said, "I guess I have a new high...but that wasn't easy."

By now, Zach's shock was wearing off.

"Kate...you are really strong."

"You noticed?"

"But how? And why did we do this tonight?"

Kate sighed and began what would sound like a monologue she had been rehearsing.

"Zach, I'm a single mom. You know the story. I got pregnant after a one-night stand six years ago. When I got pregnant, I got to thinking...it's a tough world out there, and I couldn't plan my life and my son's life around the hope that I might meet a man someday and that he could take care of us. I had to be his mom and his dad. In a big city, no less. So I started working out early on in my pregnancy. I made it my goal to get into good enough shape that I could physically defend myself and Charlie if necessary. And I've accomplished that goal. I'm really strong and fit for a woman my age. And the thing is, Charlie has gotten used to it, to having a strong mom. And just because I've met a man, doesn't mean that's going to change. I set this up tonight, Zach, because I'm falling in love with you. But I enjoy wearing the pants for my son. I just needed a way to tell you all of this. I could see us being together for good, but only if you can accept this. So...can you?"

It was a lot of information to take in. It took Zach a good 20 seconds to formulate an answer.

"I'm still a little shocked here. I mean, I knew you had a great body but I never expected this. But...if you want the truth...although it's unusual, and it's sort of strange...I think more than anything....I think it's kind of sexy."

Kate looked up, her spirits immediately lifted.

"Really? You mean that?"

"I do. It's actually pretty amazing."

Kate wrapped her arms around him, "Oh, thank God. I was so scared you wouldn't be able to handle it...I was scared of losing you."

"Not even close."

She suddenly pulled away from him. "Wait...I forgot one thing...about my strength."

"What?"

She hesitated for a moment before wrapping right arm around his back and putting her left arm behind his knees and the next thing Zach knew, he was being held in his girlfriend's arms in a cradle carry.

"I could lift you in other ways too...can you still accept it?"

"This...is strangely arousing. Yes, I think I can."

She kissed him and then put him down.

"Well...I don't know about you but this couldn't have gone better. But we have to go now...it's 7, and we have dinner reservations at 7:30!"

Two Hours Later...

"We need to go get Charlie now, he's with Melissa, I told her I'd be there at 10", Kate said as they walked out of the restaurant they had eaten in.

They snuggled close to each other as they made their way to the Melissa's apartment...in a way, they had never been closer.

20 minutes later, Kate was knocking on the sitter's door. "Hello!", Melissa greeted them as she opened the door.

"Hi mom! Hi Zach!", Charlie ran under Melissa's arm and hugged his mom.

"Hi baby.", turning to Melissa, she said, "How was he?"

"Oh, perfect. We had fun - we ordered pizza and watched Back To The Future!"

"Ooh, that does sound like fun!"

They all said their goodbyes, "Thanks sweetie, I owe you", Kate said to Melissa as she, Zach, and Charlie were leaving.

"Don't mention it babe."

------

On the way back to Kate's apartment, they stopped at an ice cream stand. Kate and Zach finished their ice cream cones fairly quickly, but Charlie took his time with his. All of a sudden, as they were walking, Charlie started complaining that his legs were tired, and he started asking how much longer it was until they got home.

"Now that you mention it, my legs are a little tired too, buddy", Zach said.

"Ok guys, I have an idea", Kate said suddenly, "Hold up."

She crouched down in front of charlie and said, "hop on, sir"

Charlie had always enjoyed riding on his mom's shoulders, so he got on without any further persuasion.

Kate stood up with Charlie sitting on her shoulders, wrapped an arm around Zach's back and slipped the other behind his knees and lifted him up. And like that, with her son on her shoulders and her boyfriend in her arms, she carried them both the rest of the way back to her apartment.
------

As Zach finished his breakfast, he marveled that a year had gone by since then, at how amazing Kate was, and at how far their relationship had progressed - they had a brought a house together, were engaged, and Charlie practically saw Zach as a step-dad - just a dad to him since he never knew his biological father.

"Ok, it's time for mom to go to work", Kate said. In the duration of Zach's daydream to a year earlier, Kate had eaten her breakfast, gone upstairs, gotten dressed, and come back down.

She bent down and kissed Zach's head. He turned to hear and whispered, "that was a hell of a wake-up call." She put her lips up to his ear and whispered, "I know."

She walked around the table and kissed Charlie goodbye, "I'll be home at 5."

-------

That night, at 3AM, Kate and Zach were woken from their sleep by shuffling sounds coming from downstairs. They got up and went downstairs to check it out, Kate leading, Zach following.

The guy had climbed through a window and was now standing in their living room, with a bag over his shoulder, attempting to fit whatever he could into it.

Kate turned on a light. The guy, startled, whirled around.

"Excuse me - ", Kate started to say, but the guy pulled out a gun and yelled 'Don't move!'

Zach began to walk towards the guy but Kate put out an arm to stop him.

"You're not gonna shoot. You wanted to get out of here without being charged with breaking and entering, you're certainly not going to willfully add attempted murder or murder to the list now that you're caught."

"Shut up!"

"No, I won't shut up. I'm not afraid of you." She began walking towards him. When she got near, he lunged at her, whirled her around, and tried to wrap his arm around her neck and take her hostage, but when he got his arm halfway around her neck, she elbowed him in the chest and then knocked the gun out his hand. Now completely out of his grip, she grabbed his shirt collar, whirled him around, grabbed his right arm, twisted it and pinned it behind his back, and shoved up against a wall.

Holding him there tight and hard, as he gasped in pain, she said, "Nobody breaks into the house that my son sleeps in and gets away with it. I will defend him always. Do you understand me?"

"Yes! Please just let me go and I'll leave."

She let him go, but instead of leaving he tried to attack her again.

She ducked, and then punched him hard in the face with a solid right hook. She proceeded to slug him in the chest, knocking the wind of him, and then she drove a hard right-hook-left-hook-right-hook combo into his face, knocking him out cold. He lay on the floor unconscious.

"Call 911", she said.

As he dialed, Charlie appeared. The commotion had woken him up. Kate went to him and calmed him down and told him everything would be ok.

The three of them waited for the cops to arrive. They arrived in a matter of minutes and took the robber away.

Once they were gone, Kate turned to her guys, who were sitting on a couch, and said, 'Well, this was an unpleasant interruption of our sleep. Let's go back. You guys need some help?"

She grabbed Zach's hand and pulled him to standing position. She bent down, put her right shoulder into his stomach, and stood up with him draped over her shoulder. She then wrapped her right arm around Charlie's waist and lifted him in a front carry. With one arm around Zach's butt and the other holding Charlie, she flipped the lights off and carried them both upstairs. She first went into Charlie's room and put him down on his bed and tucked him in, Zach over her shoulder all the while.

"Goodnight sweetie, sleep tight."

She then walked out of his room, across the hall to their bedroom. She gently lowered Zach onto their bed and then crawled in with him.

"How's that baby, are you ok?"

"Ok? Kate...you were amazing tonight. Absolutely amazing."

"I know."

They went to sleep in each other's arms.

[mutecity]

Roleplay: A Series of Vignettes

Scene 1: The Firewoman

Daniel - 6'0', 160lbs - lay on the basement floor, in his jeans and t-shirt, with an empty bookshelf intentionally placed flat on the ground over his legs, and some fake blood applied to his forehead and hands.

Hannah - 5'6', 140lbs, was in the top floor of the house, in her bedroom, getting dressed in the fireman costume she had purchased for a costume store. It was the works: the padding, the jacket, the pants, the boots, the gloves, the oxygen tank, and the hat. The hat was the final piece, and after putting it on top of her hat, she walked out of the room and began walking down the stairs, the first of two flights she would have to descend in order to get to the trapped victim.

A minute later, as Daniel lie in wait pinned under the bookshelf, he finally heard the footsteps coming down the stairs and entering the basement.

"Is anybody down here?!", Hannah's voice boomed through the megaphone she was holding in her hands, adding a few fake coughs in to add to the tension. She repeated the question, "Is anybody down here?!"

"Yes! I'm trapped! Help! Back here!", Daniel yelled.

Following his voice as he continued yelling for help, Hannah was at Daniel's side ten seconds later.

"Don't move!", Hannah yelled.

Hannah crouched down, grabbed one end of the bookshelf with both hands, and easily lifted it up three or four inches above Daniel's legs on that side. She released one of her hands from the bookshelf, supporting it now with one arm, and with other reached down and slid Daniel's legs out from underneath the bookshelf. Once this was done, she lowered the bookshelf back down to the ground.

She then bent down, put one of his arms around her neck and put both of hers under his armpits and slowly stood up, standing him up as she went.

When they were both standing, with his arm still around her neck, she said, "Don't worry, you're gonna be ok - the big strong fireman is going to carry you to safty now."

She put one shoulder into his midsection, ducked underneath him, and rose, draping him across her shoulders in a fireman's carry. With her load secure, she began walking, across the basement, up the stairs to the ground floor, across the room they came out in, and out the front door.

Hannah and Daniel lived in a beach house. The water was about 250-300 yards away from their front door.

Hannah, now running, carried Daniel until they were about ten feet from the water before finally kneeling down to the ground - which in this case, was sand - and putting him down in front of her.

"Are you alright sir?", she said, "You're safe now, sir. It doesn't look like you sustained any serious injuries. You're going to be just fine."

"Only thanks to you. I could've died if you hadn't found me."

"That's my job. No need to thank me.", Hannah said smiling.

"No need to thank you? I'll never look at a fireman the same."

Hannah was still in full gear, including the hat. At this point, she took the hat off, letting her long hair fall down, as she said, "I'm not a fireman. I'm a firewoman. A big, strong, firewoman."

"Wow...and you carried me...that's..."

"That's what?"

"That's kind of sexy."

"Somehow I'm not surprised you think so", she said, as they began kissing.

At this point, the gig was done...they went back to being Hannah and Daniel instead of the firewoman and the trapped victim.

Hannah took her outfit off as they kissed.

It was late - past midnight - and no one else was on the beach, so after a minute of kissing and undressing, Hannah whispered something in Daniel's ear.

"Seriously? Here?"

"Yeah, seriously here, we're all alone!", she replied, laughing, and she pushed him down as the waves gently washed up on the shore.

*Use your imagination*



Scene 2: The Nurse

Daniel was actually sick, no fantasy required. He had been laying on the living room couch with a flu and a fever, watching television for days. It was Hannah's idea to have some fun with it to try to cheer him up. It was the third night of Daniel's flu, and he and Hannah had just finished eating dinner. Well, she ate; he ate whatever his flu appetite would allow, but that wasn't much.

"How are you feeling?"

"Like I have the flu", he said in a congested, stuffy voice, "My fever is up to 100.5"

"I'm sorry, baby. I have a surprise for you though...just wait a few minutes."

She then went upstairs to their bedroom and took a shopping bag out of her closet, and took out of the bag the nurse costume she had purchased from the same costume store as before. Three minutes later, she descended the stairs into the living room dressed in nurse scrubs and cap with a stethoscope around her neck.

"You have a private nurse now, sir."

Even sick, Daniel smiled.

"You just relax now while your nurse treats you, sir..."

With that, she helped him stand up, wrapped her arms around his waist, and lifted him. She told him to wrap his legs around her waist and he did so, and just like that, she front-carried him across the room, up the stairs, and into their bedroom, and then into the bathroom attached to their bedroom. She set him down on the closed toilet.

She opened the medicine cabinet there and took two bottles out - an advil bottle and a nyquil bottle.

"Time to take your medicine, sir."

She filled a glass with water, took a pill out of the advil bottle, and handed it to Daniel. Daniel put the pill in his mouth, and Hannah held the glass to his mouth tilted it upwards as he drank. She then poured a dose of nyquil into a spoon and fed it to Daniel.

"What now, nurse?"

"Now, I think a bath would do you well. It'll refresh you and relax you."

She turned the water on in the bathtub.

"How about I give you a little massage while the tub fills?"

"Sounds good to me..."

Standing in front of him, the began to massage his temples and his shoulders as the tub filled.

After a few minutes, when the tub was full, she turned the water off and told him to stand up. She helped him undress, and then, putting one arm around his back and the other behind his legs, lifted him in a cradle, and gently laid him down inside the tub.

She took the soap and shampoo and scrubbed his body clean without taking any of her outfit off - rolling her sleeves up was as close as she got.

Once she had rinsed him, she put her arms underneath him in the water and lifted him out of the tub. She stood him up on the ground, wrapped a towel around him, and lifted him once again in her arms and carried out of the bathroom and into the bedroom, and placed on their bed.

"Let's get you something to wear, Mr."

She went to his closet and pulled out a robe, which she then took to him and put on him, replacing the towel.

She went back into the bathroom to get a thermometer, and then returning to Daniel, stuck it in his mouth, saying, "Can't hurt to check."

A minute later, the thermometer beeped. Hannah took it out of his mouth and looked at it, and saw that it was 100.0. "See, it's already come down a little. This nurse knows what she's doing."

"Yes, yes, she does."

"We're not quite done yet for the night though..."

She got up and went into the bathroom one more time, coming back with a Vicks bottle in her hand.

"We'll put some of this on you, and then it'll be time to get some sleep."

She told him to lay down, and then she opened the bottle and rubbed a layer of Vicks on his chest using both hands.

"There you go, Mr. You should go to sleep now, the more you sleep, the sooner you'll be well again."

"I'll try, but I don't know if I'll even be able to fall asleep. My nose is still a little stuffy, and my body's still a little achy. It's not that easy to get comfortable."

"I think I have a treatment for that..."

With that, she slid her arms underneath him and lifted him, one more time, in a cradle.

She began to slowly walk around the room, rocking him back and forth gently, and even sang a lullaby to him at one point.

After 20 minutes, he was asleep, but just to be sure, she held and swayed him for a few more minutes before she gently laid him down on the bed, pulled the covers over him, and tucked him in.

At this point, she took her nurse outfit off and changed into normal clothes - Daniel was asleep because he was sick, but it was still relatively early - 9PM. Hannah still had a few things to get done around the house.

She turned the lights off and went downstairs. Her work here was done.


Scene 3: The Good Samaritan

They had traveled to a park with hiking trails. They had chosen a location. He went first - it was a 20 minute walk to get to the point on the hiking trail that had chosen - and he just laid down on the ground - that's all he had to do.

She waited behind for a few minutes before following. She was wearing a sweatshirt and jeans - no special costume this time. A good samaritan could wear anything.

It took her ten minutes to reach him.

Approaching him as he lay on the dirt ground, she said, "are you ok?"

"I can't walk. The pain in leg is blinding. I think I broke something. Can you go get some help?"

"But that would take too long..."

"What, so are you just going to leave me here?"

"No...don't worry, I'm going to help you, you'll be ok."

"Are you a doctor?"

"No, I'm going to carry you down."

"What? But..."

She already had her arms underneath him and before he knew it, he was being held in Hannah's arms.

"Don't worry, I can handle your weight easy. This will be faster than me going all the way down and someone else coming all the way back up."

And with that, she began walking back down the hiking trail, carrying him with apparent ease.

As they emerged at the bottom, Hannah said, "here we are, no problem!"

Daniel momentarily slipped back into being Daniel rather than the injured man on the trail, when he realized that Hannah had managed to walk the trail in better time with him in her arms than he had alone. He quickly got himself back into role again.

"You can put me on one of those benches over there and call 911."

"I think I can get you there faster...I'll drive you there, that way you only have to wait for one trip instead of two(the ambulance coming to the park and then going back to the hospital)."

"Are you sure? I don't want to take up your time."

"It's ok, I don't mind at all."

"Why? I'm a stranger...you don't owe me anything."

"I like to help people. I guess I'm just a nice person."

With that, she continued carrying him to the car, where she laid him down on the backseat - to continue the charade - and then got in the driver's seat. Seconds later, they were on their way(home, though, since Daniel's leg was perfectly healthy in reality).

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Llift & Carry Story
by arun07

Hi everyone,am Arun,my age is 21 now and am a medical student.From my childhood days am so curious about fetishness of women,it was my dream to be carried by a girl(especially
piggyback), but my childhood dream never came true till i was 18,At my age of 18,a family  shifted newly neighbouring my home.as they were newly shifted they asked us some help so my mom said me to help them so i went their home helped in shifting things,there i saw a girl she was perfectly fit and not so muscular but her body showed that she regularly workouts.i was mesmerized seeing her,she came infront of me and introduced herself my name is anusha am studying 12th standard,i was surprised she of my age and even i introduced myself to her,we were talking nicely and we become friends too,days passed my mom and her mom become friends they use to go shopping and they use to share some foods,so even me and anusha become friends,sometimes i would visit her home to ask some doubts in my subjects too,so one sunday my mom and her mom went shopping and even her dad went somewhere out,actually i was so attracted by her body at the very first day i saw her,so as i came to know she is alone at home i went to her home and the door was open so i opened the door i was shocked and standing thrilled near the door as she was taking push ups easily she was wearing a shorts and a tops which didnt cover her belly i saw her abs which was well defined it was the first time am seeing her abs and thigh muscle which looks so fit suddenly i got aroused and she noticed me standing near the door "why are you standing there arun come inside" she said,i cant keep out staring her."hey arun! What happened why are you standing still?".i said i am shocked to see that you have such a perfect fit body and i asked do you workout daily? She said yes i love to do workout and maintain my body fit  so i asked do you think you are strong? She said yes and i said i dont workout but am sure i'll be stronger than you i said,she said no chance, you cant be stronger than me.so i thought this could be the perfect chance to make my dream and my childhood secret fantasies to make come true! I asked how much you weigh? She said am 63 and whats yours? Am 70kgs that time and my height is 5'10 and she was 5'6, i said you are inferior compared to my height and weight,how can you say you are stronger than me? I said, she become tensed and she said ok am ready for any challenge. I was embrassed and i was very happy that my dream would come true. I asked can you try carrying me piggyback and do squats as long as possible.she started laughing hard its not a bigdeal for me,actually i use to play piggyback challenge with my friend i can carry 2 members at same time and she agreed to give me a ride,she asked me to stand on the sofa and asked to jump on her so test her strength i jumped with a force on her back,she caught me holding without any jerk and she was standing still.i was amazed to see her strength and this was my first time to have a seat on a girls butt,i was completely aroused and my thing is getting harder than ever before i cant control myself and am scared that she would notice me! But she didnt mind that and she started doing squats with me on her back,i was comfortably sitting on her back as she has a good huge butt on which whomever can comfortably land on it.she was doing about 50 squats with me on her back i was in heaven when i was on her back,i was totally fulfilled my desire which i didnt get in my childhoods after doing 50 squats she starting roaming all her hall with me on her back every step she keeps on the floor i can feel my thing hitting her back hard that was a heavenly feeling i have ever hard,suddenly i felt am wetting my pants and i realized i cummed all over my pants even she began to feel something makes her back wet.suddenly she throwed me on the sofa and she asked what the hell are you doing? Did you pissed on your pants she asked,i was ashamed i cant see her face too but she understood and said okay i know its not your mistake i guess it was the first time you got a body contact with a girl,so it happens dont be ashamed,you are so helpful for me to do squat so i can  muscle up my thighs and calf,so will you be my workout partner she asked,i was shocked to her hear that from her i thought she would scold me but i got a great offer so which i can enjoy my fantasy on her i noded my head fastly yes,i'll be i said,so she said i cant do when my mom is at home so i'll call you when my mom is out so i can do my workouts with you,hope even you enjoying getting a ride on me!! I said i really enjoyed sitting on your back and you are really srronger than me,so you could piggyback me for hours and the day ended up i self pleasured many times on that day thinking of that incident after that she use to call me whenever her mom and dad are out and later i thought she will be my perfect pair to fullfill my desire throughout my life so i proposed her,she said even i thought you would be my perfect pair but i dont know how to express my feeling thank god you did!!!so i continued to have lot of piggyback ride on her till now and still we are in relationship and sometimes i have even enjoyed nude piggybacks on her,i really feel so lucky to have anusha as my girl friend and am sure she would be my life partner,finally my childhood desires fullfilled for past 3 years

[heel_pant]

Hi guys I want to tell you my story
It was back in 2012 when I was in 12th grade and used to weigh near about 105 kgs and I was 6 ft tall so I have a cousin named Pooja who is 4 years younger to me I used to visit her place at Delhi very often and we liked each other’s company as we used to play badminton , ludo etc , let me tell you something about pooja first she was skinny girl back then , but was an athlete she was a football player in her school and was very active in sports she was in 8th grade and she weighed around 40 kg only so one fine day we were playing ludo together and nobody was at home and I was winning at every game , that frustrated her a lot then she stopped playing ludo with me , she asked to play something else , I asked her what do you want to play she told me she wanted to wrestle with me , I told her that I weigh 105 kg and you are only 40 kg how do you think you can wrestle with me , she said she wanna try I said ok
Then we started wrestling to my surprise she was really strong she moved my 105 kg body very easily and I was on ground in few seconds , then she grappled me and I was not able to move on her skinny arms she was really strong for me then she wanted to lift me , I was getting aroused now , I said ok try , she wanted me to sit on her lap , I was reluctant at first as I was feeling little shame to sit my little cousin’s lap but then I sat on her lap like a cradle lift position and she was very comfortable she was not feeling pain she was enjoying very much , she was wearing tight shorts at that time and I could feel her skinny muscular legs down me , her legs were only muscles unlike mine which were only fat , She literally gave me a kiss on lips and told me that she loves me , but I said no this is not right and i’ m leaving now bur she did’nt allow me to go , I couldn’t even move my 105 kg big body as she had her arms around my belly and arms so tight that I started feeling pain As I couldn’t do anything as my hands were also covered under her arms , I literally started crying out of pain and then she realised that she hurt me real bad only  then she left me , I was so embarrassed  that after this incidence we didn’t talk straight for years but yesterday I went to her house and now she is all grown up and in last year of her college I went her house but to my surprise nobody was in house except me and her , her parents went to attend one function we did’nt talk at first but then started talking about life and other things , then i brought the topic back and I asked her if she can lift me now , well I forgot to tell you that I weigh 140kg now and she weighs only 50 kg but now she is the prettiest girl in the world , as I asked her If she could lift me now , she said yes and gave me a front lift straight away and again i was awestruck then she again told me that she loves me but now I said yes I love you too , then we stated making out she gave me all kind of lifts and we have even recorded some for our personal use only , she has invited me again on this Sunday and she wants to fuck me now.