★Memorable Author: [El_Roy_1999] Bodybuilding Housewife

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Betty lowered the barbell back down and racked it. The bench press was fast becoming her favorite exercise. She liked thrill and the power. She sighed and sat up.
"God. That was amazing. I'm so pumped right now."
Eric Jr. looked at her. The transformation was shocking. A thick vein was snaking over her biceps now. The muscle itself was bigger than a tennis ball and standing out hard and tight. She touched it, gently first, then squeezing hard. It didn't budge even a fragment of an inch.
"Eric, look at this. Isn't this amazing?"
"It sure is, Betty. You're getting really big now."
"I know."
She got up, her muscles swollen and defined. She had burnt through all that fat in a few weeks and was now ripped and big. Betty ran her fingers over her six-pack abs and licked her lips.
"Boy, I need to fuck now."
Eric Jr. hesitated. His relationship with Jennifer had deepened despite her still penning the weird porn scripts for Betty and Kira. He felt his cock swell nonetheless.
"Maybe I shouldn't ... I might ... I'd like to marry Jennifer."
"That's great for you both, but if you want to stay a virgin until marriage, you kinda screwed that up already. Also, Jennifer is cute and all, but can she do this?"
Betty put her hands behind her head and flexed hard, bringing her muscles all out. Eric Jr.'s cock rose.
"Ah."

She unwound her arms and grabbed him, forcing him to the ground. Eric Jr. was shocked by her strength. She had now probably surpassed him. Maybe he could have resisted, but his arousal got the better of him. She pulled down his pants and underpants with a single pull, his cock flopping up and standing erect. Without any pause, she dropped her tiny hotpant workout wear and lowered herself on him. She gasped as she sank on his hard cock and started riding him. This wasn't any of the hesitating gentleness that she might have displayed a long time ago. Now, it was raw, primal lust. She was just grunting and growling as she rode him, slapping his hands away whenever he tried to do something. Her expression was one of rage and absolute desire and Eric Jr. was starting to feel very afraid. Her thick muscles were working overtime as she pounded away at him. His cock began to feel sore, but she continued, completely ignoring his situation. She just wanted to satisfy her lust and that was it. She had taken into account social rules and the presumed feelings of others for so long, constantly setting herself back.
Enough.
She was in control now. Walker was now a weak little man. He had somehow accepted that she cuckolded him. Eric Jr. was a fool that she could use whenever she wanted. All those other men were just sad excuses for power. They tried to bully her, she broke them. The thought of her absolute dominance was enough to send her over the edge. She came with a howl.

Betty got up and grinned. That was nice. She wanted more, though.
"Eric, I want you to call your girlfriend. Get her here. I want her."
"Err ... Betty, please. Leave her out of this."
"I don't think I will. Besides, she wants me. She loves my muscles."
"But ..."
"Come on, Eric. Don't be a square. Let me have some fun. And if you do, I'll blow you while we wait."
He hesitated. She knelt back down and started sucking on his still erect member. He took the phone and called Jennifer, trying to keep his voice under control. Betty smirked when he struggled. She squeezed his balls a little less than gently to change the pitch of his voice, but he stayed surprisingly calm.
He put down the phone and said:
"Okay, she's on her way."
"Nice. By the way ... Eric, what would you say if I trained your little girl to be as fit as I am?"
He sort of ground to a halt. Betty looked at his engorged, throbbing cockhead and added:
"I'll take that as a yes."

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Jennifer arrived at Betty's house. She got out of the car, found the house empty and decided to go to the shed. She wasn't sure what to expect. Probably, Betty would be fucking her man. She wasn't sure she hated this, but she certainly wasn't happy about it. After all, Eric Jr. was the man she loved and the idea that he constantly abused that "open relationship" he had forced on her was shit. She sighed. Why did she agree to this? Of course, he was a good-looking, muscular guy who was usually well-dressed and mostly respected her. But there was really no point in him constantly getting fucked by other people and still act as if they had a relationship. Actually, she was pretty sure that most of the fucking came from Betty anyway. Most of the girls she had talked to still didn't much like him. They said that he was still the awkward loser he had always been and all the muscles hadn't really changed him.
That was true. The problem was that she liked the awkward loser. The muscles were a bonus and the confidence he got from them was nice, but in the end, you have a relationship with the person, not the muscles.
Then she thought about Betty. Those were muscles. That woman was bizarrely sexy. She wasn't into women, but Betty was something else.
She opened the door of the shed, half expecting her guy to just being fucked by Betty. Nope. They were talking. She was almost relieved.

Then she realized they were talking about her. Jennifer recoiled. She hated it when people tried to figure her out or even change her. She asked:
"So, what's up?"
Betty, always straightforward lately, answered:
"I'm gonna do another competition and I'm going to train you."
"What?"
She turned to Eric Jr.:
"What's your problem?"
"My problem?"
"That's you, isn't it? You want your own muscle girl, so you asked her to do this."
"No, I didn't. She started it."
Betty interrupted their beginning discussion:
"I said it. I don't take orders from Eric. He's a nice boy, but I'd be careful around him. No. It was my idea. I've seen you look at my muscles and I think you'd look fine with some of your own."
"I ... I'm sorry, but that's really not how I think. Betty, you misunderstand me: I love muscles, but only on other people. I can't stand the boredom of your training and I'd hate to follow your diet. Seriously, that's so gross. But let me look at you, let me touch your muscles, and I'm happy."
Betty grinned:
"We'll see. For now, you can give my muscles a good squeeze."

Jennifer approached the amazon cautiously. She could feel the horniness rise inside her. Just looking at Betty's majestic physique turned her on incredibly. The older woman had really grown in every direction. She still wore flimsy clothes, this time some tiny shorts and a top that could best be described as a strip of fabric that covered her nipples. Barely. Jennifer could tell that Betty had been tanning in the buff and her skin had taken that incredible bronzed look of muscle models she liked to look at whenever she needed a fix. Betty was this and better. She stood there nonchalantly, her heavily muscled arms hanging idly from her ripped, spherical shoulders. That woman was wide and tough. Her chest was a mess of striations and thick fibers and her neck had this bizarre "V" that literally pointed between her heavy pecs. Of course, there were still female bodybuilders beyond Betty's level, and the men were still way beyond her level, but ... there was a promise.
Also, she was there.
As Jennifer's fingers touched the ridges between her hard abs, she felt a crazy kind of bliss. She felt protected and, in some crazy way, understood. Betty was a huge female muscle fanatic and this love of strength and power, well, she shared it. Eric Jr. just wanted to fuck her, Jennifer loved her. That was something else entirely.

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And a boob add-on

She was so close now to Betty's new, big and round tits. Those were incredible. Jennifer had big breasts, but hers were also saggy and soft. Betty, on the other hand, sported a pair of large, round and quite fake tits that did have that bounce she loved when she secretly watched porn movies of bodybuilders. She really wanted to have hers look like this, but she knew she had neither the money, nor the courage to go through with this. She did want to touch Betty's, though ...
To squeeze them, to fondle them, to lick them, to rub her face against those round and fake boobs ...
Thinking of that made her even hotter. Betty was a modern-day amazon and Jennifer admired her for her toughness and her conviction.
Betty looked at her from what felt like above and said:
"Come on, don't be shy ..."
Jennifer laid her head on Betty's tit.

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And for the hair lovers

And then, there was the hair. Jennifer was irritated. She wasn't into hairy guys. It wasn't that she insisted that Eric Jr. should shave his chest, but she did encourage him. He usually did it, which made his growing muscles look even better. With Betty, she was, well, unsure. Somehow, this was attractive to her.
Betty's body was hugely buff, but there was also that strip of hair coming up from her crotch. She was confused. It was completely at odds with what society demanded and while it might be a feminist revolution to leave the patches of hair on the armpits, few women would defend what was happening to Betty now. And yet, Jennifer liked it.
She imagined running her fingers through it, Betty's hard muscles tensing beneath. The idea turned her on. Her idol was breaking down the frontiers and limits of her gender, becoming masculine just as she was keeping her femininity. Jennifer gasped. She realized just how insane that sounded. She was a creep and Betty was the catalyst that only made things worse.

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The pudgy woman ran her fingers over Betty's midsection, causing the older woman to comment:
"I could catch your little finger with a crunch of my abs, girl!"
"Ooh, you wouldn't dare ..."
Eric Jr. stared at the show and couldn't help wondering whether he was losing his girlfriend right now. Jennifer inserted her fingers in one of the muscle-valleys and Betty tried to "grasp" it with her abs. The pair laughed at their stupid little game, but it was also clear that they were both extremely turned on.
Eventually, Jennifer got slow and found her finger squeezed between Betty's steel muscles. It was pretty clear that she could pull it back any moment, after all, there wasn't much traction, but she played along, going "Oh my God, I'm stuck! I can't get my finger back out! Please release me, or I'll have to spend the rest of my days walking around with my finger on your waist!"
"You'd like that, wouldn't you?"
Jennifer grinned and said:
"More than anything."
Eric Jr. froze. She did mean that, didn't she? Fuck. All that openness of their relationship collapsed. Having them both desiring the same woman was bad. He stared as Jennifer gave Betty's rock-hard, huge muscle-butt a squeeze, or at least tried to. She couldn't even make a dent.
Betty grinned:
"Okay, Jennifer, we're going to do a deal. You get to spend time with me, but you have to do some exercises. Otherwise, it would just be ogling, and we can't have that, can we?"

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The next weeks turned very hectic. Betty had Walker and Eric Jr. work together to expand the shack. The two men worked together with a certain respect, but they tried to find out what their relationship actually meant. For Walker, the young, buff man was a kind of intruder and clearly the man Betty had cheated with, but it was also clear to him that Eric Jr. was a simple and nice enough guy that had been manipulated by his mutated super-wife that was bending everyone to her will now. He couldn't really blame him for what happened.
As to Eric Jr., working with Walker was super-awkward at first. The man tried to keep things professional, but it was clear that he was pissed. Eric Jr. tried to make it up to him by being extremely polite and doing exactly what he was told. As their work progressed, he noticed that Walker was grudgingly accepting him.
Meanwhile, Betty was making money. She prepared a bunch of movies with Jennifer and Kira and got ready to shoot them. They did cam sessions on the internet and Betty advertised that she was available for wrestling for interested takers again.
It didn't take long for the first customers to appear.

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Betty had decided to take Jennifer with her. The young woman was inconspicuous enough not to cause any trouble and she understood what this was all about without getting any protector's instincts. The customer had insisted on a fancy hotel, not one of the cheap places Betty would have chosen. She appreciated the gesture. They entered the lobby, amazed by the lights and the general niceness. Even on their honeymoon, she hadn't been at a place like this. They just never had the money. Betty had been astonished by the guy's offer. His wife would be with him and they'd pay five times the amount she normally asked. As far as she was concerned, the money was good, so why not.
The musclewoman was wearing her best outfit which she had carefully tailored with Jennifer's help to fit her expanded frame. It was still a bit out of style, but at least, it didn't pinch. Jennifer had to admit that Betty looked like a realtor. A muscular realtor. Nice.
The young woman grinned: "You don't like that wall here? No problem, I can tear it down for you. Hold my jacket."
Betty spoke to the receptionist and said:
"I have an appointment on room 502."
"Of course. We'll take you up there."
A porter came to take her luggage, Betty resisted, he took it anyway and almost fell over. It took him a moment to adjust, then he led them to the elevator as nonchalantly as he could.

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They reached the fifth floor and soon found themselves in front of the door of one of the better suites. The porter knocked and a woman's voice told him to come in. He opened the door carefully and they found a slim, raven-haired woman in her thirties. She was wearing a black silk robe with Japanese-looking prints and said:
"Come on in. This is Betty, isn't she?"
Betty smiled and nodded. The porter put down the luggage and left, taking Betty's tip. The older woman said:
"Hi! You must be Caroline. This is Jenny, she's my assistant."
"Very well. My husband Dan is just getting ready, so why don't you get changed into something less comfortable. You will find it in the bathroom. We're already very excited."
Betty nodded and carried her things inside. Jennifer followed her.
"Less comfortable? What do they mean?"
Betty shrugged:
"I don't know. I guess we'll ... Oh."
They found the outfits. They were black and made of rubber.
"Wow. That's going to be tight. You'll definitely have to help me put that thing on."

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It took Jennifer a while to cover Betty's muscular body with lubricant. Her hands were really slippery and she was having quite a lot of fun doing this. Betty just stared as Jennifer's hands ran over every little spot of her body. Feeling her hands on her back was nice. The young woman eventually said:
"That was fun. We should do that more often. Now to get you dressed."
"Do you have any idea how that is supposed to work?"
"It can't be more complicated than putting on tights. Just all over your body."
"Wow. I think I should really have tried that before somehow."
"I guess we'll run into a lot of kinks we've never had before."
Betty sat down on the toilet, careful to keep a towel between her slippery butt and the cover. She didn't want to fall over. Then, the pair started to work.
"This is really tight!"
"Pull, damnit!"
"It's really sticky. Careful, I don't want to rip it."
"Whoa."
"Okay, this is working. It's so tight. I feel like a sausage."
"A muscle sausage."
"Help me up."
Betty was on her feet now and she admired her thighs. They felt as if they were shrink-wrapped. They also looked awesome.
"I feel like a superhero."

Boobs version
It took Jennifer a while to cover Betty's muscular body with lubricant. Her hands were really slippery and she was having quite a lot of fun doing this. Betty just stared as Jennifer's hands ran over every little spot of her body. When she reached Betty's massive tits, Jennifer couldn't stop herself and started squeezing and pushing against them. They flopped around like balloons, their weird resistance turning Jennifer on. She had to switch positions.
Feeling the young woman's hands on her back was nice. Jennifer eventually said:
"That was fun. We should do that more often. Now to get you dressed."
"Do you have any idea how that is supposed to work?"
"It can't be more complicated than putting on tights. Just all over your body."
"Wow. I think I should really have tried that before somehow."
"I guess we'll run into a lot of kinks we've never had before."
Betty sat down on the toilet, careful to keep a towel between her slippery butt and the cover. She didn't want to fall over. Then, the pair started to work.
"This is really tight!"
"Pull, damnit!"
"It's really sticky. Careful, I don't want to rip it."
"Whoa."
"Okay, this is working. It's so tight. I feel like a sausage."
"A muscle sausage."
"Help me up."
Betty was on her feet now and she admired her thighs. They felt as if they were shrink-wrapped. They also looked awesome.
"I feel like a superhero."

Hair version
It took Jennifer a while to cover Betty's muscular body with lubricant. Her hands were really slippery and she was having quite a lot of fun doing this. Her fingers smoothed the now lubricated hair into weird shapes all over her mentor's body. She said:
"Maybe you should have shaved off all this ..."
"Yeah, maybe. But ..."
"Let me guess, you like this."
The musclewoman stayed remarkably silent.
Betty just stared as Jennifer's hands ran over every little spot of her body. Feeling her hands on her back was nice. The young woman eventually said:
"That was fun. We should do that more often. Now to get you dressed."
"Do you have any idea how that is supposed to work?"
"It can't be more complicated than putting on tights. Just all over your body."
"Wow. I think I should really have tried that before somehow."
"I guess we'll run into a lot of kinks we've never had before."
Betty sat down on the toilet, careful to keep a towel between her slippery butt and the cover. She didn't want to fall over. Then, the pair started to work.
"This is really tight!"
"Pull, damnit!"
"It's really sticky. Careful, I don't want to rip it."
"Whoa."
"Okay, this is working. It's so tight. I feel like a sausage."
"A muscle sausage."
"Help me up."
Betty was on her feet now and she admired her thighs. They felt as if they were shrink-wrapped. They also looked awesome. The fact that there were so many stinging little pulls on her hair was a strange bonus. She wiggled her legs.
"I feel like a superhero."

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"Let's get on with it. We shouldn't keep them waiting."
Jennifer pulled at the fabric, helping Betty to get her arms into it. The older woman was fascinated.
"This feels really weird, but I kinda like it."
"You look amazing."
"Thank you. Maybe I should have tried this years ago."
"Did you even know that stuff existed?"
"Not really. It came up in my women's magazines, usually as part of a scandal."
"Well, Betty, you're a walking scandal now, so you should embrace it."
"I will. Okay, now let's give it a good pull ..."
The rubber connected with her back as she pulled the arms up. Jennifer smoothed it out, grinning as she felt the tough, hard muscles on her back.
Then, she turned to her front and pulled the material over her chest. Betty helped her as good as she could before zipping it up. She stood up, the latex' resistance making movements a little strange.
"Wow. Look at this!"
Betty admired herself in the mirror. The rubber suit went up to her neck and her muscles really filled it out. She turned around and grinned. That was amazingly sexy.
Jennifer checked the rest of the heap of rubber and tried to hide what she found. Betty noticed and asked:
"What is this?"
"Nothing."
Betty took it and said:
"Looks more like a second outfit. I guess it's your turn to suit up!"

Boob variant
"Let's get on with it. We shouldn't keep them waiting."
Jennifer pulled at the fabric, helping Betty to get her arms into it. The older woman was fascinated.
"This feels really weird, but I kinda like it."
"You look amazing."
"Thank you. Maybe I should have tried this years ago."
"Did you even know that stuff existed?"
"Not really. It came up in my women's magazines, usually as part of a scandal."
"Well, Betty, you're a walking scandal now, so you should embrace it."
"I will. Okay, now let's give it a good pull ..."
The rubber connected with her back as she pulled the arms up. Jennifer smoothed it out, grinning as she felt the tough, hard muscles on her back.
Then, she turned to her front and pulled the material over her inflated chest. It clung to her fake tits, squeezing them less than gently. Betty helped her as good as she could before zipping it up. She stood up, the latex' resistance making movements a little strange.
"Wow. Look at this!"
Betty admired herself in the mirror. The rubber suit went up to her neck and her muscles really filled it out. Her tits looked even more massive and fake in this outfit.  She turned around and grinned. That was amazingly sexy.
Jennifer checked the rest of the heap of rubber and tried to hide what she found. Betty noticed and asked:
"What is this?"
"Nothing."
Betty took it and said:
"Looks more like a second outfit. I guess it's your turn to suit up!"

Hair variant
"Let's get on with it. We shouldn't keep them waiting."
Jennifer pulled at the fabric, helping Betty to get her arms into it. The older woman was fascinated, but also a little annoyed by the pull on her hair.
"This feels really weird and it stings a bit, but I kinda like it."
"You look amazing."
"Thank you. Maybe I should have tried this years ago. I should shave, though."
"Did you even know that stuff existed?"
"Not really. It came up in my women's magazines, usually as part of a scandal."
"Well, Betty, you're a walking scandal now, so you should embrace it."
"I will. Okay, now let's give it a good pull ..."
The rubber connected with her back as she pulled the arms up. Jennifer smoothed it out, grinning as she felt the tough, hard muscles on her back.
Then, she turned to her front and pulled the material over her chest. Betty helped her as good as she could before zipping it up. She stood up, the latex' resistance making movements a little strange.
"Wow. Look at this!"
Betty admired herself in the mirror. The rubber suit went up to her neck and her muscles really filled it out. She turned around and grinned. That was amazingly sexy.
Jennifer checked the rest of the heap of rubber and tried to hide what she found. Betty noticed and asked:
"What is this?"
"Nothing."
Betty took it and said:
"Looks more like a second outfit. I guess it's your turn to suit up!"

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Hey awesome stuff. KARMA! I have to say I've gone from not being a fan of the slow roll out of the story to finding that it's becoming its strength. If I like this story in its theme and tone what is the book on your smashwords page that is close to this. Prefer long stories too so if you could recommend one that would be great.

I would recommend these stories:

The Jockettes
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College Diary (There are two versions, one with hard pecs and one with implants)
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Bimbo bodybuilders
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A Surprise Finding
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Going Native
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Those are all long, semi-realistic stories with a certain slice-of-life style.

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Eventually, Jennifer was dressed up. She stared at her plastic-encased body and couldn't help admiring it. The rubber smoothed all those little imperfections and squeezed her fat into a much more pleasing shape. Of course, next to Betty, she looked like a plump little ugly duckling. But still, she felt sexy. She admired herself for a moment when Betty said:
"Let's get to work. This stuff doesn't breathe at all, so I guess we're going to be soaked in sweat in a moment."
Jennifer nodded and they both got out of the bathroom. They found their hosts dressed in the same black outfits, but they were also very shiny. Caroline was rather slim, while Dan was, well, hulking. He was clearly strong, but also huge, with a strangely compressed pot-belly. On the floor, there was a kind of plastic mat. The wife said:
"You both look amazing. Betty, this is your thing. You should put on way more latex in your shows."
"Looking at myself in the mirror, I think I will. Those outfits are amazing. So, what is it you want to do?"
"I want you to wrestle us. Your assistant can watch and can do the referee."
"Alright! Just one question before we start: Do you want real wrestling or show stuff?"
"You mean wrestling isn't real?"
The woman laughed and added:
"No, do it. We want a challenge."

The two hosts smiled at them and the husband said:
"There's just one thing to make things a little more interesting. Darling?"
"Oh yes." She turned to Betty and continued: "This is just for us. You can try it too, but it's more for experienced users."
They walked over to a coffee table, knocked two lines together and took a good snort of coke each. Then, they took two rubber masks and pulled them over their heads. Betty turned to Jennifer, looking slightly worried. The pair stood there, their masks leaving only tiny netted holes to see and breathe through. They also put on rubber socks and gloves.
Then, they attacked.
Betty lowered her stance, realizing that the mat was quite slippery. The man hit her first, crashing into her chest. She caught him, twisted around and wanted to use his momentum to throw him to the ground. However, there were two problems with that. First, she failed to get a good grip on him. His suit was so slippery that she felt her hands glide off his latex-clad body. Second, Caroline slid into her legs, destabilizing her stance. Betty yelped as she fell.

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As soon as she was on the ground, she tried to recover. However, she didn't manage to get enough contact to get back on her feet. Instead, she helplessly stumbled along on all fours as the black-clad adversaries tried to wrap their arms around her. They were clearly enjoying themselves. Betty tried to take hold of them, but they slipped from her grasp.
This wasn't working at all. Betty cursed as the big man pushed her to the floor and tried to sit on her. She rolled to the side, evading him barely when the woman appeared on top of her and slung her arms around her legs. Betty reacted quickly and twisted out of her hold.
"Okay, I'm getting how this works. This is pretty strange, but I see why you like it."
She heard muffled sounds of agreement from her opponents. Betty decided not to get up again. The ground was way too slippery. Instead, she knelt on the rubber mat and said:
"Alright. Let's do this!"
The rubber people slid at her, using the initial speed to slam into her. She rolled forward, tumbling into the man's legs and destabilizing him. He fell and she wrapped her legs around his waist. She came out on top and squeezed.
Jennifer could see her friend's thighs balloon under the tight black rubber. The man grunted. Caroline tried to help him and slid to Betty's face, trying to get her head.
Betty saw her coming and twisted herself around, instead presenting the big man as a target. There was a brief shock, then Betty pushed herself up with her hands and slung them around Caroline's chest.

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The two rubber people suddenly realized that she had them. Betty grinned and played with them, occasionally releasing them for a moment before contracting her muscles again. They had no chance to escape. However, they still had a trick up their sleeve. There was some grunting and they both pushed themselves off the ground. Caroline proved to be surprisingly strong for someone her size. Betty was hoisted in the air and started slipping back to the ground. She released the wife and flexed her abs hard to lift herself up and grab Dan by the neck. She squeezed her powerful chest against his face, making him grunt with pleasure.
Caroline came from behind and tried to pull her off, but Betty didn't let go. Instead, she realized that she was choking him. Under her butt, his cock was growing harder and harder, straining against the rubber. She didn't want to hurt him seriously, so she dropped down, making him lose his balance and bringing him to the mat. Caroline was surprised by the move and hesitated, so Betty pulled her down as good as she could and landed her on top of her husband. Betty sat on his face and put her mouth over Caroline's breathing holes while wrapping her strong arms around her waist. She inhaled sharply, sucking the air out of her lungs.
The rubbery woman got all dizzy and Betty let the pair rest for a while. She grinned at Jennifer:
"Do you think they've had enough?"
The young woman shrugged.
"I have no idea. They're breathing, aren't they?"
"Sounds like it."

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Betty looked at her assistant and said:
"You definitely look good in this."
"You think so?"
"Absolutely. It makes me want to give you a good squeeze."
Jennifer grinned and surprised herself by making the first move. She embraced Betty and gave the older woman's rock-hard ass a squeeze. Or at least, she tried to. Betty answered by running her hands over Jennifer's back, eventually reaching her butt. It was soft, but the rubber wrapping felt both weird and nice. The two women kissed. Betty liked her tongue in Jennifer's mouth. She enjoyed the young woman's plastic-wrapped tits against her chest. Before she knew it, she was feeling very hot, and it wasn't just the suit.
Soon, they couldn't stop themselves. Betty's body was sweaty and pumped under all that latex and Jennifer was longing for her since what felt like forever. They found the little openings on their suits' crotches and started to rub each other.
Caroline and Dan recovered enough to focus on what was going on before them and they really liked what they saw. While Jennifer and Betty were fondling each other and exchanging breathless little words, their hosts started pleasuring themselves amidst the creaking of rubber and the slobbering kisses.