Looking for stories like this *lifting and bj at the same time*

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I'm looking for stories similar to these, the first being "Don't Disturb your Mother" by GLKnight and the second being "One big Promise" by Jayder. Main thing that I am looking for is when the muscular women starts giving a bl*wj*b middair or is holding him/her up while doing it. I know it's super specific but it'd be great if you guys knew any other ones. Thank you!

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This one by Pac is pretty good.

I'd recommend reading from chapter 1.

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Soccer Mom - Chapter Twelve
By Pac (pac)
The lovers kiss and make-up, Amazon-style


She knew how badly I wanted to touch her, and I think she wanted it as much as I did. 
Her huge arm was so magnificent my heart ached.

I reached my hands out to her hesitantly, feeling the hard bulge of her bicep, holding it
with both of my hands; just feeling the power, as if I could absorb some of that endless
might from the mere contact.

Terri smiled at me as I worshipped her arm.  She held it completely still, not quivering,
not wavering in the least, and I ran my hands over and around it, feeling every bulge,
every little valley where the different muscle groups met.

"It's so wonderful," I breathed, pulling her arm with all my strength.

It didn't budge, but I did, and I practically pulled myself into her.  My lips found purchase
on the peak of her bicep, and I kissed it over and over, wanting to please this woman I
had wronged.  I covered her bicep in kisses, and caressed her arm with my hands.  I
lifted them up over her deeply corded forearm, over her tightly balled fist. My arms
pulled downward and lifted my body up until my chest pressed against her forearm. She
rose gracefully from the mattress, standing easily with my body hanging off her arm,
showing not the slightest bit of effort!

"Oh my God," I said, overcome by the incredible sight before me.

"Who do you think will last longer, Eric?" she said up to me as she held that pose.

"You will," I said without hesitation.

"You know, normally I would say I wished it wouldn't be me, but right now I want to
outlast you.  I always want to win, but I want to win now because this one time, when I
win, I don't feel like I lose.  Bill used to say that to me, 'when you win, you lose,' when
he wanted to make me feel bad.  But I don't feel bad winning this one. It feels... right."

"But you DON'T win, Terri," I said, and she looked at my face, uncomprehending.

"What do you mean?" she said.  "You know you can't win.  Watch."

She started straightening out her arm, lifting me toward the ceiling.  I held tight as my
body rose slowly, her smiling face showing me that this incredible feat was nothing to her.

"See?  There's a lot more in here than just that little lift.  I could do reps with you until I
fell asleep," she said, matter of factly.

She put her other hand on her hip, and I thought I was going to come in my pants like I
did that first night.  I fought it back desperately, and looked down at her.

"You still don't win," I said, my face flushed.

She looked up at me, her face still blank.

She brought my body back down, and looked down at my feet, lowering slowly until my
toes just grazed the floor, then she lifted back up, slowly, to show me that she had so
much more strength than me.

I was awash in ecstasy from her effortless might, and held on tightly as she kept lifting me
and lowering me, again and again, and the fierce look of concentration that she got when
she competed crossed her features. After a short time it faded, and she looked up at me
with a knowing smile.  Now she got it.

"When you do this to me, I win," I said.

"I think we both do," she said.

Terri brought her arm down and pulled me close, wrapping her other arm around me. 
She kissed me and I took my hands off her fist and put both arms around her body.  Her
dirty shirt pressed into me, and I could smell the earthiness as I held her tight.

"Let's get you out of these," I said, and let her go.

"Okay," she said, and I pulled her shirt up over her head as she raised her arms, working
it up over her incredible curves.

I tossed it indiscriminately away from us and reached around her to unclasp her bra,
pressing her big chest into me as I reached around.

"How did you get so dirty, Terri?" I asked, and I pulled her bra away and tossed it over
my shoulder.

"You should never garden when you're upset," she said.  "I think I killed more plants
than I weeded.  Ornamentals and weeds are sitting out for collection."

"Maybe we can replant together," I said, and knelt down to pull off her skirt, hooking my
fingers in the waistband to capture her panties as well.  Her skirt was as dirty as her shirt,
and I eased it down, marveling at the amazing contrast between her slender waist and full
hips.

"That would be nice," she said.

I took her hand and led her gorgeous naked body to the bathroom, turning on the
shower.

I stripped myself, and led her in, and the water blasted us, washing away the dirt, and
almost feeling like it could wash away the day.  Almost.

I knelt in front of her and took a cloth in my hands.  I had her favorite body wash now,
and it lived in the shower alongside my own items.  I ran the washcloth over her body,
wiping away the dirt, and lovingly caressing her sculpted limbs.

I felt unworthy kneeling in front of this goddess, but she seemed to be enjoying my
attention to her, and the whole scene earlier today didn't make the closeness any less
comfortable.  There was no hesitation on her part, and definitely not on mine.  I felt like I
had a new lease on life.  That douchebag Mr. Smooth didn't fuck it up for me after all, it
seemed.

I ran my hands over every rock-hard millimeter of her majestic curves, and her response
was as excited as I hoped it would be.

She eventually couldn't handle not touching me as well, and reached down to hold me
under my arms as I knelt before her.  She pulled me off my knees like I weighed nothing
and held me against her incredible hips, and my hard cock pressed between us.

"I still can't get over how excited I get you!" she said breathily up into my face as she
started sliding my body upward.

"Is it that obvious?" I said down to her, and she about dropped me as she laughed out
loud.

"Yeah, THIS," she said, lifting me up and pushing her huge breasts against my cock, "is
pretty obvious."

"Not when it's buried in there, it's not," I said, and she smiled up at me, her eyes
twinkling with mischief.

I rose higher in this incredible woman's arms, and she turned around, holding my back
against the side of the shower stall.

She pressed hard into me, her breasts swelling against my thighs and flowing around
them.  She then took her arms off me, and I stayed right where I was!  She was sliding
them so sensuously down my body, until she took my cock in both of her hands.

"Oh, it's so beautiful," she said, and took it into her mouth.

"OH fuck!" I cried out, bumping my head back against the wall above the stall.  I was up
so high that my chest and half of my torso rose up above the walls of the stall, and I could
practically rub my head against the ceiling.

Still, Terri didn't hold me up with her arms, and both of her hands encircled my cock as
her hot mouth descended down to touch her lips to the base of my shaft, taking my full
length down her throat.  She slid her lips back up, and my body shook uncontrollably
from the sensation. 

I brought my hands down and tangled them in her hair as she worked her mouth on me,
driving my body wild with white-hot ecstasy.

"You taste so good, Eric!" she was almost crying as she took her lips off me briefly. 
"Please let's not compete any more.  Please!  I'll do anything else, anything, but let's not
do that.  I don't want to lose you!  How about I do this to you instead, any time you get
the urge to compete with me?"

She couldn't even look up at me as she said it; she just held her head down, the shower
raining down on her head like tears.

"I don't ever want to mess this up again, Terri!  I won't ask you to.  Please don't stop!" I
cried down to her, aching from the loss of her lips on me.

"Thank God," she said, and her lips descended on me again.

She was so damn good!  She must have performed a lot of fellatio, and thinking in
retrospect about how her ex- felt about her body, I wouldn't be surprised if that was
how the bulk of their sex life went.  She was masterful, like she was with everything, it
seemed, and every time her mouth moved on me, it sent a new erotic sensation blasting
through my body.  It was more than I could bear, and I held on for such a short time I
was almost embarrassed.  Remember, I was big on endurance, I prided myself on it, and
Terri brought me to my knees without seeming to try... yet again!

I certainly wasn't complaining, though.  An orgasm ripped through me like a Category
Five hurricane, and I would have fallen over if Terri's incredible body wasn't pinning me
to the wall.  I started to slump over as it was, until her powerful arms came up to hold me
in place, pressing into my chest.  She took her mouth off me, but moved around my
cock, planting little kisses all over my twitching shaft.  Not a single drop of come was
ever visible.  She got everything, even licking the tip so lightly I barely felt it as the
residual come pooled up after my climax.  It was the most incredible blowjob I had ever
had, and she was as nonchalant about her unbelievable fellatio ability as she was about
every other amazing thing she did.  It was second nature to her, this effortless mastery of
everything.  I was simply blown away by her all over again.  It was like anything she ever
tried she did perfectly, no mistakes, no slips-ups; none of the little miscues that happen so
often that most people almost don't notice them until they aren't there.

"If you do that to me more than once in a while, I think you might kill me.  That was so
unbelievable!"  I said, barely able to speak.

"Thanks, Eric!" she said, looking up at me with smoldering eyes.  "The pleasure was
definitely mine.  My whole body is so relaxed up from your hands on me I feel like I'm
going to melt into a puddle."

I ran my hands down over the incredible muscles of her arms.

"It may feel that way to you, but to me it feels just as awesomely hard as ever!"

She almost squealed with delight at my comment, and pulled back from the wall.  Her
hands went under my arms again, and she lowered me painfully slowly down to look in
her face.

"Do you know how that makes me feel?" she asked, standing me on my feet.

She took her one hand and moved it down to my wrist, then she took my hand and
guided it to her womanhood, running my hand lightly over her labia.  It was so wet I
would have sworn she had held her pussy right in front of the showerhead.  It was just
dripping in her excitement.

"I have never had a man like my body, Eric.  Never.  And the fact that you do excites me
almost as much as your touch does!" 

Terri turned her body around and held it against me, and the hard muscles of her back
and ass pushed into me, almost pushing me off balance.  As it was, my body was pushed
back into the shower wall again, and she held tightly to me.

"I can't get enough of feeling you against me.  I almost feel like I'm going to come just
from that!" she moaned.  "Touch me more, Eric.  As much as you want.  I love it so
much!"

She started rubbing her body up and down against me, and I felt my deflating member
pressing downward against her hard ass as she slid it down my body.  It seemed to stop
its downward motion, holding in place as if deciding whether it was time to rise up again. 
Hell, as far as I was concerned, Priapus could come hang out with me all night tonight if
he was so inclined.  Who needs Viagra when you've got the most impossibly hot woman
on the planet rubbing against you?

I brought my hands around her body, sliding them over her arms, down to her hands, and
guided her hands up her own body, my fingers interlacing with hers.  I started kissing her
neck, and she bent her head to the side to expose it further as I pushed her hands and
mine into her hips, slipping them upward slowly.  The water blasted us both as my arms
wrapped around Terri, and our lovemaking was covered with a hazy veil of steam.

I could feel her rock hard body with my fingertips as I moved her hands, and she truly
was relaxed, because I didn't have to fight that incredible musculature as I moved her
hands up over her tightly muscled belly, feeling the bump, bump, bump as each
abdominal muscle traveled underneath.  Our hands collided with the fullness of her
heaving breasts as they stood proudly off her chest, and I moved our hands to the
undersides of those glorious mammaries, feeling their weight, pushing our hands up into
them.

She was grinding her hips into me, and my cock began coming to life again!  Her body
made me so crazy that it seemed my libido was rejuvenated back into my teen years
when I was with her.  I felt my cock rise slowly toward her womanhood, and when it
made contact I felt her legs tremble against me.

"Oh, God, yes!" she cried.  "Eric, you're ready again?  Already?  You're incredible!"

"It's all your doing, you Heavenly creature!" I said in her ear, stopping my kisses on her
neck for the briefest of moments.

She started pivoting in place, very gently, and our bodies moved around in a little circle
until Terri was facing the shower stall.  She held our hands tightly into her breasts, and my
cock was still in between her thighs, and now was pushed hard into her dripping wet
labia as she leaned slightly forward.  She rose up high on her toes, and I felt my cock
sliding against her lips, then rising up to part them as she lowered herself back down,
guiding me into her with amazing precision.  She arched her hips back into mine as she
dropped down, and impaled herself on my cock as neatly as I had ever seen it done.

"Holy shit!" I exclaimed, and she cried out wordlessly as I penetrated her to the hilt.  She
pushed her hips back into me, pushing me back a little, and I squeezed my hands hard on
hers as my feet slipped on the floor of the shower.

"Here, you need to hold these," she said, moving her hands away from mine.  I put my
hands back onto her bounteous breasts and held tightly to her, and her hands moved
back onto my hips, sliding back to my ass.

The big muscles in her triceps swelled as she pulled me so tightly into her hard ass that it
felt like I had been punched in the stomach! 

"OOoh!" she cried.  "Oh my God!"

It was such a plaintive cry that I wanted to just pull her body hard into mine, but her torso
wasn't moving.  It stayed just out of contact, and she leaned forward a little, pressing her
breasts, and my hands, into the side of the shower as her hips arched back a little further,
angling her incredible pussy back toward me to take me in deeper.  I started rising  as her
hips curved back, and was up on my toes, held hard into her ass by her strong arms.

"Oh God, oh God Eric, oh God!" she moaned over and over, and she started thrusting
back against me with little pushes of her hips, and her big breasts pushed into my hands,
swelling out around them as I held to her, pinned to the side of the shower.

My toes came up off the shower floor with every little thrust, and I almost felt like I was
doing some sort of crazy ballet move, touching my toes to the ground.  Of course, it felt
so incredible that I don't know what the hell I was thinking, to be honest. 

The angle of my cock in her felt so amazing that my legs began contracting against my
will, and my full body weight pushed down onto her hands, not that she even seemed to
notice.

I felt my hands slide upward a bit, and realized with amazement that she had lifted up
onto her toes, and I doubt that my feet could even touch the ground, were I able to
uncurl them.

She just kept bumping her hips backward, and my cock pushed into her the tiniest bit,
this little thrusting motion, and it was so insanely erotic!  I was still not able to climax,
having had such a recent orgasm, but Terri's hips started bouncing back against me with
ever-increasing speed, and her cries got louder, drowning out the hiss of the shower
water.  It almost sounded like she was bawling, and her invocation of the Almighty faded
into wordless cries, punctuated sharply by each thrust against me.

With a final piercing cry she came, arching her hips hard against me, and her huge breasts
buried my hands as she pushed her body weight into them.  My body shook with hers as
her shuddering cries continued and her head bent down to rest against the shower.

I was finally able to straighten out my legs again, and my toes barely scraped their nails
against the floor as she held me in place, still in the diminishing throes of her orgasm.  Her
cries subsided to ragged breaths and I felt her big breasts push against my buried hands
as her breathing deepened.

With a final shake she lifted her upper body back up, and my feet contacted the floor
again.

She pulled her hands off me and brought them back up to mine, pushing my hands deep
into her big cushiony breasts.

"Oh holy shit!" she said.  "My legs feel like jelly!"

"You and me both!" I said, bending down to kiss her right under her ear.  "How would
you like to slow things down a little?"

"Mmm, what did you have in mind?" she said arching back until her back touched my
chest.

"Remember our first night together? And my little dream?  I'd like to see it through to its
conclusion," I whispered into her ear.

"That sounds perfect," she said, and she rose to her tiptoes and I disengaged my member
from her.

She turned around and backed up into the wall, and I put my hands down on her tiny
waist and lifted her up onto my hips.  Her firm weight settled onto me, and I moved her
until I felt her pussy contact my cock again.

Her legs went around me and tightened up, and I felt her amazing core muscles lift her
body up and maneuver it just over my cock.  She eased back down onto me, and her
wetness closed over me again.

I held her against the shower wall for a good half hour, thrusting into her, giving her so
many orgasms she was slumped over me by the time we both finally came in a solid,
shuddering release.  It was just in time, as the water heater had decided that it couldn't
keep up with the rate of consumption, and started running cooler and cooler.

She lifted up off me with those incredible muscles, her whole body shaking, and pressed
her breasts into my face as her arms wrapped around my neck.

"Oh, Eric, I never want this night to end!" she said, burying me in her cleavage.

She held me there until I thought I would need a snorkel, then let up and I emerged back
into the light.  The water had gotten noticeably colder.

"Stay here with me tonight," I said.

"I don't know if I should.  My mom is probably worried sick as it is.  I didn't really talk
to her a whole lot before I dropped off Jordan.  She could tell I was upset, and I could
see she wanted to approach me, but I didn't give her the chance.  I know she must be
wondering where I am."

"Well, let's talk about it after we're done being waterlogged," I said, deflecting her final
decision.  "I think the water heater has given up the ghost."

Her legs loosened on me and she dropped lightly to the floor.  It was as close to being
defeated as I had ever seen her.

"Okay," she said, looking up into my eyes.  "I should check to see if she called."

"Let me get you a towel," I said, reaching over to turn off the now-room temperature
shower.

*************

We got dressed after the fantastic shower, and I found my head clearing from the
afternoon's drunken antics.  I realized when I had time to think about it that Terri must
have watched over me all afternoon and evening, since it was now past midnight.  My
chest got tight thinking about my behavior on the golf course that morning, and I got to
the point where I wasn't sure if I could face her, but she tilted my head to hers and kissed
me with the same passion she showed me from the beginning of our relationship.

I held her incredible body to me, and couldn't help but thank Providence for a second
chance.  Not only did she seem to be taking me back, but there didn't seem to be any
rancor on her part.  At the very least, I thought she would raise her voice, but she never
did. 

She asked me to come back to her place, but I couldn't bring myself to go.  As much as
I wanted her to be with me tonight, I didn't press her to stay.  I just couldn't face the rest
of her family, Jordan and her mother, who I assumed would hold anger for me that Terri
herself did not seem to.  She sadly agreed, and I walked her downstairs to the... to
where the front door used to be.  I realized now that when she said she would pay for the
door, she had ripped it clean off the frame!  The hinges were ripped from the frame, and
the wood was splintered from where the heavy screws were wrenched from the studs
that framed the doorway. When I looked at the door, the deadbolt was still in place,
sticking out of the door like a tiny phallus.  The center of the door had a big crack right
down the middle, where she must have put her shoulder into it.  Holy shit! 

The metal plate that held the deadbolt, as well as the surrounding wood of the door
frame, was simply gone, and the damage looked like something only a heavy piece of
equipment could cause.  The wood was splintered inward, and the stud was practically
ripped in half from the force!  I wouldn't be surprised if I could reach in and pull the
entire piece of lumber out of the wall!  My God, the strength it must have taken to blast
the entire door inward like that!  I doubt five of me could have done that if we had all hit
the door at the same time!

"Wow...." I said, and Terri blushed a deep crimson, which actually looked quite fetching
on her.

"I'm so sorry, Eric," Terri said, embarrassed.  "I was really worried and got carried
away.  It didn't hit anything when it came in, but it put some grooves in your floor.
Maybe we should lean it in place, since your house is open to the elements."

"It's okay, honey," I said, giving her arm a squeeze.  "Frankly, I'm flattered... and really
turned on!  I just can't fathom all of that incredible power, even when I feel it for myself!"

I looked over at her, and the look in her eyes was this strange mixture of happiness and
embarrassment that made me want to carry her back up the stairs.  I didn't want to think
of myself at that point, though, so I gave her arm another light squeeze and let it go.

"I have some heavy plastic down in the basement, so I'll just tack it up for now.  It's no
problem."

"Are you sure you won't come back over?" Terri said, looking up into my eyes.

I couldn't help but be embarrassed myself.

"As much as I want to, Terri, I'm not sure I'm ready to face your mother or daughter yet. 
It's going to be bad enough with my own mother.  I left Hayley with her this morning and
didn't say anything about leaving her all night.  I can guarantee there are at least five calls
from her on my voicemail asking if I'm all right.  I don't know if I should call her back
since it's so late now...."

"You should," Terri said.  "I called my mom and the only thing in her voice was relief.  I
told her we'd talk tomorrow... you know, maybe staying here would be less sticky.  I
mean, the way I was behaving this afternoon before I decided to come over, I'm sure
she'll want to talk to me."

I looked at her as she said it, and I could see the wheels turning, figuring out the best way
to discuss this.

"I'm sorry to have caused all this," I said, feeling low all over again.  "I really don't want
to draw any comparisons to your ex-husband in anyone's head.  I never wanted to hurt
you, Terri."

I couldn't look in her eyes, and turned toward the door, not wanting to let her see my
face.

"Maybe I should stay away for a bit, until we've worked things out with our families... I
don't know.  I don't know if this changes things.  I really hope it doesn't.  I mean, I was
fully expecting you to not want to have anything to do with me.  I don't want you to think
that I'm going to treat you like this; that this is some terrible preview of things to come.  I
think not competing in things is the best way to be happy together, Terri.  You were right,
but I just couldn't see it from where I was standing."

I felt her strong arms around me and she leaned her head into my back.

"No, Eric," she said, and I could feel her voice as she spoke vibrating between my
shoulder blades from her face pressed into me.  "I don't want to let things cool off or give
anything a chance to get weird.  I want all of this out in the open, and I want us to talk, so
we can move past this.  You're not dating my mom or my little girl.  Yes, things will be a
little weird, but every couple has disagreements, right?  I'm not taking a chance of losing
you, and when things start to cool off, that's when people get a chance to think, and all
that unsaid stuff can turn things ugly.  Believe me, I think we've both been through that
already.  I don't want a replay of my last marriage, and I'm sure you don't either.  Even
as strong as I am, I don't think I could deal with it."

She turned me around to face her, as hard as it was for me.  Those stunning eyes held
mine.

"There's no way I'll mix you up with Bill.  You two are like night and day.  And I don't
think I have much in common with Amanda from hearing you talk about her.  I don't
want the same things that wrecked our marriages to even have a chance with us, Eric.  I
know we've only been together for the summer, but this feels right in a way that my
marriage never did.  You don't have to be embarrassed to be around me.  I forgive you
for today.  I can see in your eyes that you feel awful about it, and I do, too.  If I wasn't
so caught up in enjoying myself, I should have seen that all of this was bothering you, and
sometimes I don't realize that I can be a lot to deal with."

Terri pulled me into her and held me tightly, pressing her face into my chest.  The contact
of her amazing body was stirring my libido again, and I fought it down, trying not to turn
this into sex.  It was so hard with those tantalizing curves pressed into me.

"You shouldn't have to be anything less than who you are, Terri," I said, squeezing her
hard body as tightly as I could.  "Not for me; not for anyone.  The fact that you are better
at things than  I am should be something I can deal with, and that says something about
me that I couldn't today.  I never realized that I had such a fragile ego until I met you, and
I'm not proud about it."

I paused, then laughed as I considered what I had just said, Terri chuckled as well, not
moving from where she held me.

"You're the best thing that's ever happened to me, and if this is your worst 'quirk', as
you said before, then I will consider myself lucky.  I am crazy about you, and I don't
want things to get weird, either.  Maybe tomorrow, we can make a day of fixing my door
and your garden, and we can work things out like that."

We gently disengaged, and Terri looked back into my eyes, then brought her hand up to
my head.

"Do you think you're up to a day of work tomorrow?" she asked.

I looked evenly at her.

"I will be.  I can't tell you the last time I drank like that, but I'm not going to let it keep
me from fixing things.  I think I've had enough self-pity to last me the rest of my life.  I
never realized how much I had when my marriage was falling apart, and I really don't
want to go back to that.  That part of my life is over, and I want to move forward with
you."

We embraced, and our lips met for the last time that night.  I walked Terri to her car,
unable to keep from watching her incredible body as she got behind the wheel.  I'm really
glad she kept some clothes at my place, even though she didn't stay over a lot.  I would
have hated for her to wear the dirty golf clothes home.

I bent over into the driver's side window.

"You be careful driving home, okay?" I said, and she reached her hand out to my arm.

"I will.  I'll call you when I get there."

"Terri?"  I said.

"Mmm hmm?"

"I love you."

She smiled up at me and I saw her eyes get a little damp.  Her hand tightened on my arm
almost painfully, but she seemed to keep that incredible power in check as she held my
arm a second longer, then released it.  I backed away, and she pulled out into the night,
raising her arm in goodbye as she drove home.   

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