Girlfriend's Mom

[Brfan]

Chapter 1

I've always been the cool, yet discrete kid. I looked better than average, with dark hair and green eyes, and had an ok body at 6 feet tall. I played tennis three to four times a week, and I jogged. Sure, I was no linebacker, but I did ok. I was also pretty smart and very nice, which helped me to be quicker than any of the regular jocks in high school when Cindy showed up. Cindy was a junior, gorgeous blonde girl that just moved in. I mean, really, really beautiful. Movie star material, for sure. She was around 5'4", 120 pounds, all the right curves. Curly light brunette hair that she kept perfectly made even after gym class. I had a few classes with her and we hit it off pretty quickly, first as friends, but soon we started dating. What she told me about her family was pretty regular. She was an only child, her father was a businessman who made a lot of money from a multinational company and had been relocated to our town cause they wanted to expand. Her mom stood at home. Other than that, I really didn't care all that much. All I could tell from watching her walking after school to her father's truck is that he seemed a pretty large guy. And by large I mean muscular. I never really met him, but his shape through the windshield said a lot.
Eventually Cindy invited me for barbecue at her house. It was the dreadful 'meet the parents' moment. Normally, I'd avoid that, but I was so fallen for her, and honestly a bit afraid I might lose her, I agreed to meet her family the following sunday.
I arrived around 11:30  and rang the bell. Cindy greeted me with a hidden kiss on the lips before welcoming in
"Please, Ryan, make yourself comfortable. Dad is just outside starting the fire. Mom should be here any moment now"
I walked outside the backyard preparing to meet the big man I thought I had seen a few times on the school parking lot. Instead, I found myself in front of a baldie, short little fellow
"Oh, hello there" he said with what I assumed was an australian accent "You must be Ryan! I'' George, Cindy's father" he said, reaching out with his hand.
I shook it still dumbfounded. "H-hi... nice... to meet you"
I was still trying to make sense of my own misinterpretation when another voice said hi, this time from my back. I turned around and couldn't avoid a small gasp
"H-hi..." I said as my eyes scanned the statuesque figure in front of me. I walked my way up from the pretty white, girly sneakers, to large, expanded calves with small veins, passing through the largest pair of quads I've ever seen. If I recall this right, I stood still as I watched the absurd eight pack on the abdomen, with veins that dove down into the tight shorts. I kept moving my eyes up to a large, thick chest, overinflated by perfect sized breast implants. The chunky shoulders followed along to thick, veiny arms and sinewy forearms, which held a standing hand, waiting for a shake
"Hi! I'm Susan, Cindy's mom! Nice to finally meet you, Ryan"
I froze as I felt the strength of her grip. I was also in a big pickle now, because Susan possessed what I, for a while now, found very attractive. A feminine, muscular body. It did no help to my hormones that she was just as pretty as her daughter, only with a more red hair, which was flat and tied in a pony tail.
"I just got home from the gym, don't mind me. I'll shower and be back in 10 minutes. Pretend you didn't see me yet" her smile was inebriating.
Cindy's mom left and for some reason I couldn't contain myself
"So, you never told me your mom was a bodybuilder!"
"Yeah, well, you never asked, really" she giggled with her own answer. I loved Cindy's giggles
"Does she compete? What category? I mean, she is bigger than figure..."
"Mom never cared for competing, really. She just enjoys working her body out."
"Oh, really?" I tried to fake the disappointment in my voice. I was hoping I could find some material on her later online
"But you seem to know quite a lot about bodybuilding, Ryan. I never knew you liked it"
I tried to make my most self assuring voice to avoid the raising of any more suspicions
"Well, you know... I enjoy sports... my TV is always on ESPN... so you learn a thing or two"

[Brfan]

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[Brfan]

Chapter 2

I did my research about Susan, I mean, Cindy's mom online, but couldn't find much. Eventually, I let go. Problem was whenever I was at her place, which became something I did quite often, Susan was there too, and just looking at her made it hard to forget her gorgeous, solid body. It didn't help at all that, despite being completely dominant, she was girly and fun to be around.
The next turn on the story came when I agreed to meet Cindy at her place to help her with her math. When I got there, Susan opened the door. She was all covered in sweat, and her gym clothes left little for the imagination about her body. It was very hard not to stare, and honestly, I didn't feel like feigning it today.
"Hey, Ryan... come on in. Cindy left with her dad to get some groceries for dinner, but she should be back in a couple minutes. Please make yourself at home. I just finished my core workout"
I looked at her abs. They looked like a washboard, if a washboard had crevices that deep. And veins. And such a solid look that it probably would shred any clothes if they were to be scrubbed against them.
"Actually" she said "Maybe you could help me"
"S-sure" I stared back at her face "How?"
"Well, I was supposed to do a few minutes of plank now, but it's kind of lame. Do you know how to punch?" She asked holding my hand and dragging me to the garage door. Cindy'' family had turned a part of it into a fitness studio, although I knew Susan must work out at some hard core gym for real. That was probably just her 'second gym'.
"P-punch? I... yeah, but...?" I wasn'' understanding what she wanted. Susan stopped when we were over the mat, turned at me and said "Well, go ahead. Give me all you got, for one minute" She raised both her hands above her head and flexed her abs. The muscles jumped out a little more
"W-what...? Mrs. Allen, I won't..."
"Oh, come on, go ahead. You don't think I can take it?"
"It's not that, I..."
"A little pep talk might help? How about it?"
"I-I don't know..."
"C'mon, Ryan. What are you scared of? Too weak to twitch these abs?"
I looked at her. She was serious. I made a fist and stroke one into her abs. It stopped dead. She smiled
"Good. But I'm sure you can do more than that"
I hit another one
"C'mon big guy. I need more"
She was getting under my skin. I started punching her abs, left and right. She just stood there, taking them
"Good. Keep going" I was pissed now. I hit her with everything I had. Left, right, left. Her abs didn't give. I was getting tired.
"C'mon! More!" she yelled
I tried. But it was useless. Finally, I lowered my arms and stared at her. She was smiling
"Thank you, Ryan" she gave me a kiss on the cheek "And I'm sorry about the words. Sometimes I get carried away. But this was just what I was needing. Much better than lame planks"
"I..." I had no idea what had just happened "You're welcome, I guess"
She giggled. She had a giggle just like her daughter's.
"But... if you want some lessons, I can teach how to punch"
I stared at her
"I've had my boxing and kickboxing lessons, you know. Ten years of them" she feigned a punch to my midsection. I clinched. She laughed
"Oh, relax, Ryan. I'd never punch my daughter's boyfriend. Unless he deserved it, of course. Or... asked me to" she winked at me "Hey, Cindy must be coming any minute. Have some water on the fridge. You're all sweaty"

[jhunter]

Not bad start. A bit rushed, not too much description. But good flow and dialogue. Keep it up.

[Brfan]

Chapter 3


I was having a really hard time trying to make sense of what had just happened. Did I just hit my girlfriend's mom? Well, actually, did she asked me to do it? Why did I do? And why did she trash-talked me while doing it? How come her abs were so hard, and defined, and sexy? And most importantly, why did I find that arousing?
It was around 10pm and I was lying in my bed when my cell phone beeped.. I checked it. SuzyAllen added you on insta****. I jumped out of bed immediately. I clicked on the notification button and it dragged me to the app. Apparently Cindy's mom just created an account for herself. Her bio was plain, just said she was from Ohio and had a beautiful family. There was only one posted picture, of her and her daughter in a snow mountain. They both had a lot of jackets on, beanies and sunglasses. No sign of her mighty muscles to be seen.
I clicked the accept button, followed her back and placed the phone back on my night stand. Seconds later, another beep. It was a direct message from Susan.
"Hey big guy... sorry about the trash talk earlier. I gotta tell you, you did some damage to my abs". Along with it, came a picture of her flexed abs. I had to be very, very optimistic to say there was even a faint sign of it being punched before. Truth is Susan's abs were like an armor, an impenetrable armor. I stared at it for several minutes. I noticed the crevices of it, how they jumped out of her paper thin tanned skin, the small veins that emerged from her pelvis and ran up almost towards belly button height. I noticed my cock hardening. Finally, I decided to answer her message, semi conscious of what I was typing
"You're just being polite to say. More like that washboard hurt my knuckles. LOL"
Before I could even get back to the picture, another message
"Oh well... I do take care of them. I'm  glad you noticed how hard they are. Sleep tight, Ryan boy. XO"

The next few days I kept coming back to her profile, checking if she posted something new, but to zero response. I considered texting her, but what would I say? Hey Cindy's mom, why don't you post some pictures of that perfect bod of yours so that I can stay here and drool about it?
I was back at Cindy's place for her math tutoring when Susan entered the kitchen, where we were studying. She had a nice summer dress, all yellow without sleeves. She was very casual as she tied up her ponytail, but I couldn't not stare at her biceps. She hadn't them pumped or flexed or anything, and still their sheer size was shocking. I noticed in awe how they bounced up and down as she finished up her tail and made small talk to us. I wasn't sure if she caught me staring until she winked at me. Later that night, my phone beeped.
"Hey Ryan boy... I saw you today... and it got me wondering... how come you get to check my arms and I don't get to check yours?"
I stared at the message. As Susan usually got my mind in some sort of trance, I picked up my phone, rolled up my sleeve and flexed. Then, I DMed the photo to her.
"I guess we are even now"
Susan was quick on her comeback
"Hey... not bad... but do you know how big is it? Show me!"
I went through my drawer and found an old measuring tape. Picked it up, wrapped around my bicep and took another photo. 14 inches. I sent it to her.
I know that at my height 14 was just ok, but there was a nice peak to it, so I felt good about it.
Susan sent me a small video back. I watched in awe as she smiled at the camera with a sexy look and spoke.
"That's good, Ryan boy... not too shabby at all, but..." with that she flexed her mighty gun. I gawked at it'' size and shape. It was perfectly drawn, and as Susan flexed both her bicep and tricep expanded. She then wrapped the tape around her gorgeous muscle and showed it to the camera. I read it. 15.5". "I still got you beat".
I was most impressed cause not only her biceps were bigger, but considering our height gap, they were a LOT bigger. Again, the infatuation began immediately under my pants.

[Wookey]

Yeah cheating with your daughter's bf, probably going to cause a family rift. Unless daughter joins in of course

[wowser1016]

As usual I am on board with anything you write. I am kind of curious about George and Susan's relationship. Is Susan the boss or is it a partnership and George is a schmoe or what? At any rate I am interested in where this is going. K+!

[Brfan]

chapter 4


I was living a life of hating myself right now. Cindy was absolutely the perfect girlfriend. Kind, romantic, gorgeous, just the right amount of naughty. And yet, I felt guilty 100% of the time when I was with her, especially at her place. Susan had, just like Frankie said, got 'under my skin'. I tried my best everyday to not look her IG, not root for another kinky message, not catch a glimpse of her amazing body, but the truth is I was losing that battle to my hormones.
It was an odd warm day in november when CIndy called me
"Hey Gorgeous. What are you up to? We were thinking about a family hiking of Union Hill to seize this beautiful day. Wanna join us?"
"Well... sure" I said. Maybe an outdoor activity with Cindy's father tagging along would be a good way of finding my foot back around her mom. Boy, was I wrong.

What happened is that an hour later I parked my car on the trail's start to find only Cindy and Susan waiting for me. I shivered
"Where's your dad?"
"Oh, you know dad... work. Anyways... mom packed us lunch and plenty of water. I checked the map and it's supposed to be a 2 hour hike"
"C'mon guys. If we want to make it before the sun is at full force we better get going" Susan ordered and lead the way. She had her hiking shoes with short socks, which exposed her heart shaped calves in their full glory. I noticed the vascularity on them. Just looking at her go was enough to trigger my instincts and I had to look down.
Susan's shorts were very snug and her butt was just too outstanding not to be looked at. It was like she had implants there, if the implants were made out of steel. She had a backpack on her, which hid most of her back muscles, but her shoulders and traps were still visible and proud, seen from where the backpack ended.
The trail wasn't very steep, but it was not for beginners either. Halfway through both me and Cindy were slowing down, but her mom showed no signs of tiredness. If anything, she was now hiking about 40 yards ahead of us, and maintaining the same speed she had when we began. This woman was a force of nature.
Finally we reached the top of the hill. Sun was up now, and we were breathless (at least I was, and so was Cindy). Susan unloaded the backpack on the grass and I now had a full view of her muscles. The glistening of sweat on her back made her glow, like a Goddess. Her large traps and lats flared out as she rejoiced herself with a bottle of water. It felt like a soft porn movie scene, if soft porn had Amazons on them.
"Alright guys, why don't you set up our little picnic? I'll do some stretching" she ordered
Cindy and I picked up the backpack and started laying down the towel and sandwiches. I stopped dead as my eyes caught Susan's stretching. She was facing the other way, legs straight up and her torso flexed towards her feet, where she held her ankles with her hands. Susan's hamstrings were flaring out, the splits between each muscle visible all the way until where they hid under her rocking glutes, which the bottom of them could be seen. Unaware I was completely hypnotized, I stopped what I was doing.
Cindy's chuckle took me out of my trance
"You really can't get over it, can you?"
"I.. what?" I shook my head, scared she might me angry, but Cindy seemed more amused than anything
"Look, I know it's not really usual to have a mom like mine, and sometimes she does put up quite a show, but... don't worry. You'll get used to it"
I looked back at Susan, who now was straight up again, with both arms stretched to her sides. It made her back look so wide it actually blocked the sun.
"I... I'm sorry, honey. It's really... well, It's quite unique to have such a h... strong mom like yours" I phewed by avoiding the use of the word 'hot' to describe Susan.

We finished up setting our 'table' and had our sandwiches with some orange juice. Before starting our way down, Susan demanded another thing
"Hey, let's take some pictures before we go, shall we? I need something new for my insta****" and she winked at me.
She took a few pictures of me and Cindy together, than handed me her phone
"Now take some of me and my little angel here" she hugged her daughter. After I took some, she picked up Cindy into a cradle
"I love that I can still do this with you, baby" she giggled. Not only she still coud, but she did it very easily. I clicked them both doing some poses. I handed her the phone back and she scanned the photos
"Wow, Ryan.. you are very good at this. Great pictures"
"Thank you, Mrs. Allen"
"Hey, here" she handed me the phone again "Cindy, why don't you go start packing? I want Ryan to take some pictures of me"
I picked up the phone from her hand and gulped. I knew she was up to something
Surely enough, as Cindy stepped away to where our thing was, Susan smiled at me
"So... I'm thinking some muscle poses. What do you say?" she grinned
"I..."
"Let's start with a double bicep" she flexed both her arms right in front of me. My jaw dropped and I almost dropped the phone as I looked at her. Susan's sinewy forearms expanded along with her fibered shoulders as they framed her mountainous biceps. I was pretty sure she had gone over 16 inches now.
I regained a bit of consciousness and clicked her. She turned around and held her pose, now adding her lats and back muscles to the display. It was a sculpture, for sure. Susan held her pose for longer than she needed, just to make sure I enjoyed her show. Finally, she turned back with her hands on her hips and flared her lats. I watched dumbfounded as it expanded. She flexed her abs and quads along. I had a hard on, and I knew it was visible. Just as visible as each glaring muscle on her body. The last pictures came out shaken, as I just couldn't stared at her normally anymore. She noticed
"Well... thank you, Ryan. Perhaps I'll send them over so you can chose the best for me to post on my feed, what do you say?" she smiled with a naughty look at me
"I..."
"Well, let's help Cindy and go, shall we? Or better yet... stay here for a while and put the tent down. I'll help her"

[jhunter]

Well things are pickibg up. Let's see how things proceed. Take your time.

[wowser1016]

Hot dog!  Things are getting exciting. Poor George still at work. Not me! I'd never let her out of my sight.

[Brfan]

Chapter 5


Surely, Susan's teasing didn't stop there. As usual, late at night, I got a message followed by her back double bicep pose
"Hey big guy... nice hiking today, huh? Hope you enjoyed the view of the rocks and boulders"
It took me a while to answer. I considered not texting her back at all, but in the end I was liking all that teasing. Part of me felt guilty, but part felt eager for another picture, another private show of her strength and power.
"Well, not only that, but I crossed a pair of large redwoods on the way. So thick!"
The reply came with a picture of her, presumably just taken, in a white night gown, in front of her bathroom mirror, flexing both quads. The night gown was almost high enough so that I could presume she slept without her underwear, and her diesel legs were flexed forcefully, pushing the skin on her thighs to it's limit. The tension between me and her was growing, becoming more and more palpable. I was trapped into Susan's web of teasing, and the more I tried to move away from it, the more tangled I got.

There was another good couple of weeks before I went back to their place for studying with Cindy. Susan wasn't at home and I figured I'd be safe, but at this point I wasn's so sure anymore that I wanted to be completely safe. Obviously, no parents at home meant a lot of making out with my girlfriend and very little study. Before we knew it, It was past 6 and Susan had already returned. She knocked on Cindy's room door before entering
"Hey! So glad you're still here, Ryan. Can you help me with something in the garage?"
"I..."
"Go ahead, babe. I'll use the bathroom and then hit downstairs to say goodbye to you" Cindy answered.
I followed Susan down the hallway and into the garage. The minute we got there she stripped out of her tank top fully exposing her back now, only in her sports bra. I stopped dead in my place
"There's something really stiff on my back. Can you check it if there's something there Ryan?"
"W-where?"
"Right around here" Susan had her back turned at me, and used her left hand trying to point somewhere under her shoulderblade. I pressed my finger against her solid back and was impressed by how rigid her muscles were
"There?"
"A little to the side"
"There?" I started scanning her back with my hand.
"A little more"
By the time I had my hand right under her armpit, Susan abruptly flared her lats. I felt my hand being pushed away by the largest muscle I've ever seen. Or touched. She held her flex just as I held my hand still, feeling it's shape and definition. I had a full hard on now.
Susan took a step back, pressing her perky ass against my crotch
"Hum.. right there" she moaned
She gave a little wiggle with her butt, making sure my dick was right in between her buttocks and confirming me she had felt it. At this point I lost it.
Instead of stepping back, I placed my hands on her shoulders. I squeezed them (or tried to). They were adamant. So large and solid. I ran my hands up and felt the size and thickness of her traps. I gave her a little massage there. She moaned a little more.
My hands worked independently from my command as they now ran down to her arms. Susan had both her arms hanging now by her side, but as I cupped her biceps with my , palms she flexed them. Didn't even bother to raise them. She just flexed her elbows to 90 degrees and grunted as she held them flexed. I felt the cup of my palm being pushed back, allowing the mighty muscles of her to grow. I squeezed them and whispered
"So... hard"
"So... are you" She pressed herself against my crotch harder.
We stood there. I ran my hands down to her forearms, taking my time through the sinews and veins... until finally reached her hands. I entranced my fingers over hers, and we stood there. I was breathing hard right on her ear, and she was moaning softly, rubbing her muscular body against mine. Susan led my hands to her abs. I embraced her, feeling the solidness of her core, running my hands slowly down to her shorts. When I reached them, she held my wrists. I couldn't move my hand anymore. She had completely dominated me. She pulled my hands away from her body and turned around.
I looked at her. She was dead serious. I shivered. Was she pissed? Had a crossed an invisible line? Was she going ot hit me?
Finally, she approached my ear.
"Tomorrow. 1 am. I'll leave the garage door open. Be here and you won't regret"
And with that she walked out of the garage.

[frumpygoat]

Great story! I wonder if Cindy might find out and get motivated to get buff to win his attention.

[Wookey]

Great story! I wonder if Cindy might find out and get motivated to get buff to win his attention.

Was thinking exactly the same thing K+

[Brfan]

Chapter 6

I considered my options: Taking the car out of the garage would wake my parents up. Walking was just too far. So, I figured I'd bike to Cindy's home. I never even considered not going. The idea of Susan waiting for me was just too hot for me to evaluate risk. What if Cindy caught us? What if Susan's husband caught us? Or, even worse, what if Susan was just messing with me?
Anyway, I snuck out of my room and grabbed my bike, which I 'accidentally' forgot outside of our garage that evening. I reached Cindy's house after a brisk 10 minute ride, hid the bike behind some bushes and went for the garage door. It was indeed unlocked. I stepped in Susan's sulky voice came from the dark
"Close it"
I obeyed and found myself in full darkness. I stood still for a few seconds, when Susan's truck lights came on. They were pointed to a chair in the middle of the garage
"Sit" her voice came again from somewhere I couldn't tell - I figured she was inside the truck.
Again, I did as told. The lights were blinding. All I could see was Susan's shape walking to the front of the truck, sitting in an chair just like mine, about 3 feet away. It was like I was into one of those old interrogation rooms from movies.
"I'm glad you came" she proceeded. I could tell she had the chair facing the other way, and sat staring at me with her legs wide open. It was one of the sexiest things I could have imagined, albeit I was not able to actually see anything.
"Now, Ryan. We can skip any games. We can stop pretending you're not attracted to my body, and I'm not attracted to yours. Here is how this will go. Consider it a job interview. I'll ask, and you'll answer. I'll tell you what to do, and you will obey. Is that clear?"
"Yes"
"Good. Now, since you've been a good boy, I'll grant you one question and one wish. Use them wisely"
"Al-alright. I have my question" I tried to sound confident, but Susan's scenario and roleplaying as the boss was really getting under my skin
"Go ahead"
"What about Cindy. And... your husband?"
"Well. Cindy is something maybe you'll have to ask yourself. As for my husband... I'll tell you a short story. George has an inferiority complex, probably because of his short height and lack of physical abilities. So, when he started making money, and I mean serious money, two things happened to our marriage: one, I could stop working, and therefore found new hobbies - I'll get back to that later - and he discovered that he could have relationships outside of our marriage. It make him feel empowered. When I found that out, I became sad. I considered divorcing him, but Cindy was just a small girl. I was lost. That's when I came across weight lifting. It's been about 10 years now. Hitting the gym, watching my body change - for better - did wonders to me. I too felt empowered. As time went by and I discovered about bodybuilding, and that I had a way with it, was even better. Each pound added, each muscle grown made me feel more and more in control: of my life, and partly, George's. You see, no matter how wealthy he could be, the moment he entered that door he knew I was in charge. Every part of my body told him that. I became bigger and stronger than him quickly, and from there on I just wanted to make sure that gap increased daily. We talked about it, eventually. I told him I knew about his mistresses, and I could prove it. George, considering his options at the time - splitting his fortune in half and/or getting seriously beaten by his wife - figured we'd be best together, living our separate lives. The sad part, of course, was sex. The bigger I grew, the hungrier I got. And I wanted not just a man, but a man that could truly appreciate all of this" Susan raised her arms and flexed her biceps proudly. I could only see their shape in front of the lights, but boy, were they big.
I was shocked. So their marriage had been broken for a long time now, and that was... ok?
"S-so... but... why.. why me?"
"I told you you had one question. Now it's my turn. How long have you known?"
"What?"
"That you appreciated muscles on a woman"
She was being straight. I figured she deserved the same "I guess ever since I was twelve, or thirteen. Ever since I saw a woman armwrestling a man on a restaurant. I have no idea why they were doing it, but I was fascinated by her biceps. And her confidence"
I could tell Susan was smiling
"Was she as big as I am?"
"I've never seen a woman as big as you, Susan"
"Ryan, do you want to worship me?"
"I... do"
"Good. Perhaps I'll let you. But I want you to be very vocal about it. About how stronger and physically superior I am, especially compared to you"
"Y-yes"
"Do you want that, Ryan? Do you want me to show you how stronger I am?"
"Yes"
"No matter how?"
"Yes"
Susan stepped up and took the chair out of her way. She walked towards me. I could see now that she was wearing just a black bikini, so snug on her it seemed painted on her body. She was glistening with what I assumed was oil
"You see, I pumped up a little bit for you. I wanted to be at my best. For you" I made mention to touch her, but she immediately grabbed my wrist and squeezed it so hard I was afraid my hand would be chopped off
"Don't. I didn't tell you to do that. I command, you obey"
"Y-yes... sorry"
"That's ok. Now, first things first. We need to relive one of our moments together" I wasn't sure of what she was talking about
"Months ago, I told you to punch my abs, which you did. But I don't think you gave your best. So we will do it again. But this time, Ryan, you will try to actually hurt me. You will put everything you have on it. Is that clear?"
"Yes"
"Good" Susan raised her ams and flexed her abs. The muscle shaped armor stood up. "Go"
I started hitting her, literally the hardest I could. I left nothing behind. The dry 'thuds' of my fists connecting to that steel wall were only interrupted by Susan's voice
"Yes" "Harder" "Yes, Ryan, go" "That's so hot" "Harder"
I kept going, my fists now hurting "Harder, Ryan" "Is that all?" "Come on, don't be a whimp"
Her trash talk once again got the best of me and I released all my anger. I kept hitting her, truly trying to hurt her abs. It was useless. After a while, I was panting. I stopped punching. Susan had a smile on her face
"That was... so hot!!!" she started "Man, I feel so horny and strong right now"
I just stared at her, not saying a word
"Now... to continue our foreplay... you said that you wanted me to show you how stronger than yourself I am. Well... consider this the first demonstration" and before I could make sense, Susan swung her right fist into my guts. I felt my feet being lifted from the ground as the air was plunged out of my lungs. Nausea took control of me. I was pretty sure Susan's fist was able to touch my spine through my abs. The pain was excruciating. Once she took her hand away from my belly, I collapsed to the ground. I wasn't sure I'd be able to hold my puke. She just stood there, patiently waiting for me to regain control of my spasms. Finally I breathed in, barely. I knelt in front of her.
"You see, Ryan, how stronger I am?"
I nodded, to weak to answer verbally
"Tell me, Ryan... you liked it, don't you?"
I stared at her. Once again, I nodded.
"I knew it! Boy, we are going to have so much fun! I'm so hot for demonstrating all my strength and superiority, and you love being dominated and humbled. We are absolutely perfect together, Ryan!" Susan's voice was warm and caring.
She placed her bare left foot on my right shoulder.
"Now you can start your worship. From my feet up"
I kissed her perfect small foot, all smooth and with pink polisher on her nails.


(to be continued)

[spoonmaster]

I'm loving her imperviousness to Ryan's punches.  I'd love to see Susan do a little lift and carry too.

[crow004]

What a hot scene! I like the interrogation set-up with the lights. Her trash talk. Her demonstration of her absolute superiority over him. And they both love it! Great work! But she didn't ask him what his wish was. I wonder what he will wish for?