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Tears as Dog Adopted After 900 Days in Shelter Is Returned Within Hours

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A new, and much improved model for GI Jane...

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There is no wrong choice, little one... Just a hard one.

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Mystery solved...

Jang Mi Yeong (wild\_rose\_fit)

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This is a rewrite. I edited the story so as to streamline it. And maybe continue it which I hadn't planned on doing originally. I'll leave the first story up so those of you who haven't read it yet can for comparison. Please let me know what you think...

Strength of Character...

Breathing deep and biting her bottom lip. A wave of muscle rippled through her chest. She stood wide and tensed. Allowing me to drink in the moment, she held her pose. I looked into her eyes and she smiled softly.

 It’s not that I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. It was that I couldn’t wrap my mind around what was about to happen…  “Not what you were expecting?” She crossed the room to where I stood leaning against the jamb of the open balcony door. She raised her arm and flexed her bicep. I stammered, and felt light-headed.' N-n-n not at all!' She asked; 'Is that a good thing…?', turning away from me, she stood wide again and performed a back-double bicep into, what I can only describe as, a MEATY lat spread. She stood on tip-toe. Her calves doubled in size. Looking back she continued; '…or a bad thing?' I stepped towards her and placed my left hand on her taught paunch. I brought my right hand to her cheek, as I held her body to mine; ' It’s… every prayer I’ve ever prayed… and more', and began to kiss her. She relaxed her pose, responding in kind. I nestled my swollen cock between her round, muscular buttocks and began to thrust my hardening manhood. She immediately turned from me and tensed, stopping me in my tracks. 'Where’s the fire, sweetie?' With that said, the pressure her glutes brought to bear slowly overpowered my growing excitement. She turned to me and brought her hands to my face and smiled. ‘Did you really mean what you said? Every prayer you’ve EVER prayed?' 'Yes.' 'I thought that you weren’t religious.' She smiled a devilish smile. 'I’m not. I was raised to be, but I believe in goddesses, not gods.' 'Good answer.' 💋 'Why didn’t you say anything when we were on-line?' 'Well, I didn’t want it to be all about my body. I wanted to know that you liked me for me. And you do.' ' But, if you don't want it to be about your body, then, what are we doing? And how did you know that I would be receptive to your lifestyle?' 'I didn't want it to be about that before I got to know you. And, I suppose all guys know who Tonya Knight is or how good she looked in a thong? And, Nikki Fuller? How seeing her the first time you nearly passed out? How she made big and strong look sexy and feminine? Let alone Alina Popa or SAMANTHA JERRRING. You gave yourself away sooo many times! All that I had to do was act a little judgy about a pic of a an athletic woman’s body and you, you beautiful, noble, kindhearted man! You would not hesitate to jump in with both feet and defend her honor. Like, when I showed you that clip of Natalya Kuznetsovaaaa,' she giggled. I thought your head was going to explode! What did you say? Oh... 'You read an interview she did and how she seemed pretty down to earth for being the world's strongest female bodybuilder.' and, how the vascularity made her look that much more impressive. I asked you if that's something you were into and you had already zoned out, obviously daydreaming about what it would be like to feel all of that power under your touch. Don’t remember that one do you counselor?'

‘But, I’m not a bodybuilder.’ ‘Exactly! I don't have to worry about having to deflate your over-inflated sense of ego because you don’t have one.’ ‘Bu…' ‘And, no, I don’t think being attracted to a muscular woman is perverted. No more than the woman who is attracted to a similar type of man.’ 'And you got all of that from my so-called ‘defensiveness' of athletic women?’ 'That and the bulge in your pants from the hulking chubby that you were sporting after you saw that clip of Natalya. Didn’t know I saw that did ya?

 My head was swimming. I stopped breathing. 💋 'We’ve got a long night ahead of us. So, I’ll make this quick 💋. I am five-eight & a half, and weigh 203 lbs., give or take. I can bench 370, squat 550, with a leg press of 1400 lbs.

My biceps measure 17.5 in., calves 17.25 in., chessst 47 in.. I started gymnastics at the age of six. As I got older I got bored. So, I started to lift heavier to break up the monotony. The heavier I lifted, the bigger I got. By the time I was sixteen being a gymnast was more about intimidating my opponents with my muscularity. And dominating them each time we met with pure power and brute strength. It's just a shame it would eventually lead to resentment from my own team. I moved on to rowing and power lifting and put on even more size. I was 19 years old and had 15.25 in. biceps! So, school was done, my career had begun and I was happy. Though something was missing.

One day at the gym there were some women posing for a photo shoot. They were bodybuilders. I was kinda miffed that we had to go out of our way to accomidate them, but as I waited, I watched. The reaction from the guys... they were mesmerized.

 A woman tapped me on the shoulder and asked if I was training to compete. I told her I wasn’t interested in all show and no strength. Those women look half-starved and get paid squat.’ She said it was a shame and that I could go far even if I didn’t compete and she gave me her card. A little time had passed and I couldn’t get that image of the guys at the gym out of my head. I called the woman. I told her that I wanted guys(and girls) to look at me like that. The next day I was at her gym. Through hard work, a ‘lil chemistry, and the guidance of my doctor and my trainer, I became the woman you see before you.

I am every bit as strong as I look. And,  No! I do not starve myself to near death to go out on stage and prance around in a thong with a sunken-in face for peanuts.  And not for just any man… With that, she shimmied out of her bun-huggers, donning a pink, lace micro thong and flexed her quadriceps. I ran my hand along her thigh and she slowly shook her quad out and tensed. I kissed her as I rose and lifted her sculpted body to mine. She wrapped her powerful legs around my waist as I explored her wide back and flaired her lats. I held on tight and kissed her hardening abs. I carried her to the bed, laying her upon it.. She held me fast, 💋. She looked into my eyes; 'It's about…'

 Unbuckled, unbuttoned, unzipped and unleashed, she took my manhood in her hand. I watched her forearm explode as she started to milk me. Her bicep bulged with each muscular stroke. ‘See something you like??’ I kissed her. And like that, she was on top. She kissed me and nuzzled my cheek. My hand went directly to her bulging forearm. She slowly continued to work me, her forearm like living marble under my touch. Vascularity, likened to small bolts of electricity, ran up her arm  culminating in one thick vein appearing over her swollen bicep(accounting for, at least, a good quarter-inch of her bicep measurement). My body began to hum.

 She kissed me again, still holding me at the edge of ecstasy. She smiled; ‘You sure you can handle this?’ I had no words. I could only nod. She proceeded to grip me, again. Taking some deep breaths she started to pick the pace up. She hit a bicep pose. I couldn’t resist. I reached out and began to caress her massive arm as she flexed. My cock swelled in her hand. ’That-a-boy…’, she cooed. Looking into my eyes, she struck a most-muscular pose, squeezing my cock as she tensed. I immediately began to cum, but…, ever so slowly, thanks to her powerful hold on me. She continued stroking me, and performing most-musculars. The more she posed, the more pumped she became. She sat wide and performed the pose, again. Her biceps, shoulders and traps became the very definition of vascularity. Her pecs, twitching with power, had become every bit as voluptuous as her supple breasts, which now rode high and firm, straining against the might that was this muscular woman’s torso and the sheer, white top she was wearing. She finished me off and started kissing me again. I rolled on top kissing her. I worked my way down to her traps and like a vampire, began to feed. She rolled her shoulders breaking my lip-lock. The vein running over her bicep continued over a solid, striated delt and splintered out across her teeming traps and the eruption of mass that were her pecs. My lips, trembling, traced along the pulsating path as I massaged her pert nipple and cupped her breast. Her nipple thickened and protruded through her top, in overpowering fashion. A shudder ran through her body and the brawny beauty clasped her hands in front of her body again perfoming another most muscular. Her broadening lats flared as her top began to come apart at the seams. My lips continued their mission as the strength queen's nipple broke through the fabric of her top. The maiden cradled my head in her hand and held me tightly to her. I caressed and suckled her firm breast, now held hostage between this goddess’ beefy pec and my wanton lips. As I suckled she reclaimed the top spot, still cradling me to her. It was then that my muscular angel looked down at me ‘… I know you like how strong my body looks…, how hard my biceps get when I fffllexxx them… The way my pecsss swell and overpowerrrr my beautiful breasts…’ What happened next was nothing short of pure, unadulterated, bliss. I looked up at her, she softly spoke; ‘You belong to me  now, baby… ' I kept on, and placing her free hand on my back she took one last deep breath, slowly letting it out. My ladylove held me fast, as I continued… she softly cried out. The vein running over the peak of her bicep was now harder than I was. Her pecs had swollen beyond belief. Then, it happened…. My maiden, a tear runningn down her cheek. Her pec thickened as her breast swelled against my perced lips and… a… stream of... warm milk coated my tongue... She held me tightly and her breast swelled under her hardening pec filling my mouth with her warm muscle milk. I began to nurse.

 I was in Heaven and hard as a rock, again. And she wanted me inside of her. ‘My turn’. She pulled me to her. Her body shuddered. She put her hand under my chin and brought my gaze to hers. She kissed me and started to make love to me. She leaned over, put her hands on the bed and began kissing me, sensually undulating her hips as she rode me. My hand went to her arm massaging her massive tricep. I began kneading her bicep with my thumb. She smiled balling her hand into a fist and purred; ‘Good for you.’ I looked at her, puzzled. She kissed me and said; ‘You’re a bicep man.’ With that, her bicep out-muscled my thumb and she pulled up. ‘Unh-uh’. She flexed again. ‘Well?? I looked at her, again. I looked back at her arm. She relaxed and she held out her arm. I leaned in and kissed the vein running over her arm. She slowly flexed. Her bicep peaked and my cock stiffened. Her body shuddered, again. She leaned back and closed her eyes, holding her arms behind her head. Her vagina gripped my shaft, and she began to moan. She returned her sites to mine and bore down. Her abs turned to cobblestone as I traced their sculpted edges with my fingertips. My other hand moved to her strong back, as I continued watching her. She opened her eyes to see mine looking back into hers, smiled and kissed me. Taking me in her arms, she began riding me again. Low moans turned to soft cries. My cock hardened. Her body tensed and she began to cum. Still looking into my eyes, she muscled through her orgasm and brought me to climax… again! I held the small of her back as I squeezed her buttock and began thrusting my hips. Her chest expanded as she breathed in deep. Her pecs swelled and rippled. Her body tensed, again. I looked on as she powered through another set of orgasms.  ‘I’m… NOT…. Done with… y,y,Yo, YOU.., yEt!!’ With that, she raised her arms and struck a double-bicep. My cock swelled and hardened to the point of full-on vibration, as did her body. She slowly hit a side-chest. I thumbed the peak of her bicep as she flexed.  Cooing as she exhaled, I started to cum in force. My muscled lover reached out for the bed posts and bore down again, slowly milking my manhood and drawing my orgasm out for what seemed like a lifetime. She began to quiver. I took her in my arms to get on top, but she wouldn't let me. I couldn't move this muscle queen’s brawny body to save my life. She began to climax again and I began thrusting my hips, again. She bore down, once more. Running her hand to my buttock, she held me in mid-thrust. Her bicep looked as if it was ready to burst! She exclaimed in a sultry voice; “There you are!” and slowly squeezed, unleashing the flood gates and keeping as me hard as titanium steel. All the while, having another climax of her own as she cums and continues to muscle what’s left of mine out of me. I reach for her as she continues to control me with one hand. She looks down at me ‘You really can handle it.’💋.

 My lover, having dismounted me and the bed, made her way over to the weight bench, picked up the bar, and started to curl it. I counted quietly as I watched, astonished. I made my way over to her and stood behind her. 'You look amazing, baby.' She kept going. I placed my hand on her bicep as she lifted the weight again. 'That’s 9 reps. How much is on there?' '135 lbs.' She perfomed another rep. Milk continued to trickle from her bulging breast. She looked at me in the mirror, ’Take care of that for Mommy’, and started another rep. I cupped her breast around her nipple and squeezed. Milk shot across the room as she reached the top of the 11th rep and she breathed out huskily. I whispered to her; "One more, baby. Show me... She slowly brought the weight back down. She paused. I thumbed her supple areola as she began the rep and I gently squeezed again watching in the mirror. Milk sprayed from her engorged nipple as vascularity spread across her body like wildfire. I was instantly hard again. 'Well, hello, big boy!' She laughed looking at us in the mirror.

Having  placed the bar back down, she began to pose. She looked even bigger! She put her hands on the bar and gave me that come hither stare. I stepped up behind her and she mounted me. She leaned back and whispered; ‘It’s about… ssssurrender and abandon… Surrender to a woman who is your physical superior…' She arched her back and kissed me. 'It's about, 💋 abandoning all and relinquishing yourself to a higher power… 💋 Mine…' She held her hair with her left hand as she dramatically balled her right  hand into a fist flexing a hard and powerful bicep. With that, my manhood jumped the first four gears and slammed right into fifth again. I asked; 'What about the blinds?' She replied; 'Let 'em watch. I want them to see how a real woman takes a man.' She flexed her bicep and pouted into the mirror. My cock stiffened. She immediately gripped me with her vagina. I cupped her breast and picked-up where I had left-off. I nibbled on her ear and a shiver ran through her body. Our lips met again. My body tensed, as I continued to cum, lifting my buff queen from her feet. She cried out as she climaxed again and it was my turn to take her. When she finished she turned to me. Our eyes met as we embraced and kissed. "Let 'em see that too!" And she laughed as we continued to kiss...

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My God, does anyone out there have an accurate measurement of Nat's arms now? Last I heard it was 49 cm, but that was a little while ago. And I'll be damned if she doesn't look even bigger now...

Nataliya

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Better hurry, baby! This bicep looks like it’s ready to... burst! You need to be here when it does…

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I need to see Aleesha Young try to armwrestle Natalia Kuznetsova...

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... Try.

Winner getssss ...

a massage...

annnnd...

lllip service.

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Strength of Character

Strength of Character...

Breathing deep and biting her bottom lip a wave of muscle rippled through her chest. She stood wide and tensed, allowing me to drink in the moment. The stunning brunette held her pose. I looked into her eyes and she smiled softly. It’s not that I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. It was that I couldn’t wrap my mind around what was about to happen… “Not what you were expecting?” She crossed the room to where I stood leaning against the jamb of the open balcony door. She raised her arm and flexed her bicep. I stammered and felt light-headed.” N-n-n not at all!” She asked; ”Is that a good thing…?”, turning away from me. She stood wide again and proceeded to a back-double bicep into, what I can only describe as, a MEATY lat spread. She stood on tip-toe. Her calves exploded. Looking back she continued; “…or a bad thing?” I stepped towards her and placed my left hand on her taught paunch. I brought my right hand to her cheek, as I held her body to mine; “ It’s every prayer I’ve ever prayed and more.” and began to kiss her. She relaxed her pose, responding in kind. I nestled my swollen cock between her round, muscular buttocks and began to thrust. Stopping me in my tracks she tensed her glutes. “Where’s the fire, sweetie?” She turned to me and brought her hands to my face and smiled. ‘Did you really mean what you said? Every prayer you’ve EVER prayed?” “Yes.” “I thought that you weren’t religious.” She smiled a devilish smile. “I wasn't until I met you." "Good answer." She rolled her eyes. I took her hand. "I fell for the woman who built this temple." I brought my hand to her cheek and kissed her. "You've been my religion since we first met. Why didn’t you say anything when we were on-line?” “I didn’t want it to be all about my body. I wanted to know that you still liked me for me. And you do… don’t you?” “No doubt. But, if you don't want it to be about your body, then, what are we doing?" "I didn't want it to be about that ONLINE…. Now that you're here…" "You can…. have control??" "In a sssense…" My head was swimming. I stopped breathing. 💋 "“We’ve got a long night ahead of us. So, I'll make this quick." I looked at her. " Let's get all the of questions out of the way so you can clear your mind, and focus on the task at hand.” 💋“Breathe. I am five-eight, and weigh 217 lbs, give or take. I can bench 370 lbs, squat 550 lbs, leg press 1400 lbs. My biceps measure a tad over 17.75 in, calves 17.5 in, chessst 47 in. I was a gymnast since the age of six. The older I got, the heavier I lifted. The heavier I lifted, the bigger I got. By the time I was sixteen being a gymnast was more about intimidating my opponents with my muscularity. I moved on to rowing and power lifting and put on even more size. I was 19 years old and had 15.5 in biceps! School was done, my career had begun and I was happy. Though something was missing. One day at the gym there were some women posing for a photo shoot. They were bodybuilders. I was kinda miffed that we had to go out of our way to accomidate them, but as I waited, I watched. The reaction from the guys caught me by surprise. They were mesmerized. A woman tapped me on the shoulder. 'Wanna get in on that?' and asked if I was training to compete. I told her I wasn’t interested in all show and no strength. Those women look half-starved and get paid squat.’ She said it was a shame and that I could go far even if I didn’t compete and she gave me her card. 'I can help you to get all the boys..., and girls to look at you like that.' A little time had passed and I couldn’t get that image of the guys at the gym out of my head. I called the woman. The next day I was at her gym. Through hard work, a ‘lil chemistry, and the guidance of my doctor and my trainer, I became the woman you see before you. I am every bit as strong as I look. And No! I do not starve myself to near death so I can go out on stage and prance around in a thong with a sunken-in face for peanuts. And not for just any man… With that, she shimmied out of her bun-huggers, donning a pink lace micro thong and flexed her quadriceps. I ran my

hand along her thigh and she slowly shook her quad out and tensed. Lookiing up for her approval and rose as she leaned in to kiss me. I lifted her sculpted body to mine as she wrapped her powerful legs around my waist. I explored her wide, strapping back, massaging her lats as I carried her to the bed. Laying her upon it, she held me fast, 💋. She looked into my eyes; "It's about…

Unbuckled, unbuttoned, unzipped and unleashed, she took my manhood in her hand. I watched her forearm explode as she started to milk me. Her bicep bulging with each muscular stroke. ‘See something you like?’ I kissed her. And, like that, she was on top. She kissed me and nuzzled my cheek as she continued to help my situation along. My hand went directly to her bulging forearm. She slowly continued to work me, her forearm like living marble bulged under my touch. Veins, likened to small bolts of electricity, ran up her arm, culminating in a thick vein appearing over her swollen bicep. My body began to hum. She kissed me again, still holding me at the edge of ecstasy. She smiled; ‘You sure you can handle this?’ I had no words. I could only nod. She proceeded. Taking some deep breaths she started to pick the pace up. She hit a bicep pose. I couldn’t resist. I reached out and began to caress her massive arm as she flexed. My cock swelled in her hand. ’That-a-boy…’, she cooed. Looking into my eyes, she struck a most-muscular pose, squeezing my cock as she tensed. I immediately began to cum, but…, ever so slowly, thanks to her powerful hold on me. She continued stroking me, and performing most-musculars. Getting more and more pumped as she did. She sat wide and performed the pose, again. Her biceps, shoulders and traps became the very definition of vascularity. Her pecs, twitching with power, had become every bit as voluptuous​ as her supple breasts, which now rode high and firm, straining against the might that was this muscular woman’s torso and the sheer, white tube top she was wearing. She finished me off and began to kiss me again. 💋. I rolled on top kissing her. I worked my way down to her traps and like a vampire, began to feed. She rolled her shoulders and tensed. I ran my right hand over her hardened deltoid and steadied myself. I massaged her pert nipple as I cupped her right breast. Her nipple, thickened and protruded through her top. Her body shuddered. Regaining her composure, the maiden cradled my head in her hand and held me tightly to her. A surge ran through her upper body and the tube top was no more. I began to suckle her perfect breast, now held hostage between this goddess’s beefy pec and my wanton lips. She reclaimed the top spot, still cradling my head in her loving hand. ‘Don’t be shy… I know you like how strong my body looks…, how big my biceps get when I fffllexxx them… The way my swollen pecsss pump my beautiful breast against your wanting lipsss…’ What happened next was nothing short of pure, unadulterated, bliss. This Olympic Goddess began to breath deep. Her chest started to heave, as she relaxed her embrace, ever so slightly. I looked up at her, she softly spoke; “Don’t stop, don’t stop…” I kept on and she opened her chestnut brown eyes and looked down at me. She placed her left hand on my back and took one last deep breath, slowly letting it out. My ladylove held me fast, as I continued… she softly cried out, and squeezed hard. The vein running over the peak of her bicep was now harder than I was. Her pecs had swollen beyond belief. Then, it happened. A tear ran down her cheek. Her breast swelled against my pursed lips... A stream of... warm milk coated my tongue... She held me tighter. I squeezed her hardening right bicep and, at that moment, began to nurse and cum at the same time! I was in Heaven and hard as a rock, again. And she wanted me inside of her. ‘My turn’. She pulled me to her. Her body shuddered. She put her hand under my chin and brought my gaze to hers. She kissed me and I started to make love to her. As she neared climax, she began to ride me. She leaned over, put her hands on the bed and began to kiss me, sensually undulating her hips. My hand went to her arm and traced her massive triceps. I started to knead her bicep with my thumb. She smiled and balled her hand into a fist and purred ; ‘Good for you.’ I looked at her, puzzled. She kissed me and said; ‘You’re a bicep man.’ With that, her bicep out-muscled my thumb and she pulled up. ‘Unh-uh’. She flexed again. ‘Well??' I

looked at her, again. I looked back at her arm. She relaxed and she held out her arm. I leaned in and kissed the vein running over her arm. She slowly flexed. Her bicep peaked and my cock stiffened. Her body shuddered, again. She leaned back and closed her eyes, holding her arms behind her head. Her vagina gripped my shaft, and she began to moan. She returned her sites to mine and bore down. Her abs turned to cobblestone as I traced their sculpted edges with my fingertips. My other hand moved to her strong back. I continued watching her. She opened her eyes to see mine looking back into hers, smiled and kissed me. Taking me in her arms, she began to ride me again. Low moans turned to soft cries. My cock hardened. Her body tensed and she began to cum. Still looking into my eyes, she muscled through her orgasm and brought me to climax…again! I held the small of her back as I squeezed her buttock and began thrusting my hips. Her chest expanded as she breathed in sharply. Her pecs swelled and rippled. Her body tensed, again. I looked on as she powered through another set of orgasms. ‘I’m… NOT…. Done with… y,y,Yo, YOU.., yEt!!’ With that, she raised her arms and struck a double-bicep. My cock swelled and twitched, as did her body. She slowly hit a side-chest. I thumbed the peak of her bicep as she flexed Cooing as she exhaled, I started to cum in force. My muscled lover reached out for the bed posts and bore down again, slowly milking my manhood and drawing my orgasm out for what seemed like a lifetime. She began to quiver. I took her in my arms to get on top, but she wouldn't let me. I couldn't move this muscle queen’s brawny body to save my life. She began to climax again and I began thrusting my hips, again. She bore down, once more. Running her hand to my buttock, she held me in mid-thrust. Her bicep looked as if it was ready to burst! She exclaimed in a sultry voice; “There you are!” and squeezed, unleashing the flood gates and keeping as me hard as titanium steel. All the while, having another climax of her own as she continued to muscle another one out of me. I reach for her as she continues to control me with one hand. She looks down at me ‘You really can handle it. And begins kissing me again. I returned the favor…

My lover, having dismounted me and the bed, made her way over to the weight bench, picked up the bar, and started to curl it. I counted quietly as I watched, astonished. I made my way over to her and stood behind her. “You look amazing, baby.” She kept going. I placed my hand on her bicep as she lifted the weight again. “That’s 9 reps. How much is on there?” “135 lbs.” She performed another rep. Milk continued to trickle from her bulging breast. She started another rep. I cupped her breast around her nipple and squeezed. Milk shot across the room as she reached the top of the 11th rep. I whispered to her; "One more, baby. Show me... She slowly brought the weight back down. She paused. I kissed her traps. She began the rep and I squeezed again watching in the mirror. Milk sprayed from her engorged nipple as vascularity spread across her body like wildfire. I was instantly hard again. “Well, hello, big boy!” She laughed looking at us in the mirror. Having placed the bar back down, she began to pose. She looked even bigger! She put her hands on the bar and gave me that come hither stare. I stepped up behind her and she mounted me. She whispered; "It’s about you being alright... about you being alright with... being taken by a woman who is your physical superior… She arched her back and kissed me. It's about , 💋 abandon, 💋 and sssurrenderrr…" She held her hair with her left hand as she dramatically balled her hand into a fist flexing a hard and powerful bicep. With that,, my manhood jumped back into gear. Humming gave way to outright vibration. In my hedonistic haze, I could only think to ask; "What about the blinds?" She replied; "Let 'em watch. I want them to see me take my man." With that, she flexed her bicep and pouted into the mirror. My cock stiffened. She immediately gripped me with her vagina. I cupped her right breast and picked-up where I had left-off. I nibbled on her ear and a shiver ran through her body. Our lips met again. My body tensed, as my orgasm continued. She cried out as she climaxed again. My quick thrusts slowed and I held her body tight to mine. I could not help but begin to explore this goddesse's powerful frame even further. My hand went to her heart-shaped ass and gentlly squeezed. She moaned softly and began rhythmically riding me. She flared her lats as she steadied herself on the bench. I massaged her thickened traps and shoulders. I was in ecstasy. Suddenly, she stopped. She was drenched with sweat and her body was absolutely ripped! She turned to me. " come to the window, baby." Our eyes met as my lover began clenching fists making her upper body bulge and ripple. I joined her at the window. We embraced and I kissed her. "Let 'em see that too!" And she laughed and looked out the window. I suddenly realized that we were not alone. "Unh-uh... don't worry about them. Every guy on that balcony wants to be you, right now." I went to look again. She took my face in her hands."You worry about taking care of me. I'll take care of the rest. She picked-up the dumbells and began to do curls in front of the window. "Get behind me." I did as she said. "Now what?" "I want you fuck me from behind while I'm curling these weights. That'll give 'em a show." I got behind her as she started to curl the weights. I kissed her traps and shoulders as she began to pump. My hand went to her bicep. I was instantly hard again. I nestled my cock between her cheeks, "This really is gonna be a show! Now let mommy have her toy..." with that, I tightened my grip on her swelling bicep and started in on her. A shudder ran through her body as she steadied herself and continued to slowly crank out one rep after the next. I hungrily kissed and massaged her brawny shoulder as I brought her toy up to speed. Her breathing deepened and she softly cried out as she started to climax, stiill curling the weights. She dropped the weights and flexed her biceps amidst the numerous flashes from the cell phone cameras of the people on the balcony across the way. I was in awe and lost in a daze. My maiden turned and led me to the balcony.

She positioned me in front of the crowd and began stroking me. She continued to flex her free arm to let the people on the balcony know who was in charge. My muscular goddess wrapped her arm around my midsection and lifted holding me out over the edge of the balcony. She continued slowly stroking my hardened shaft amidst even more flashes from cell phone cameras. And the onlookers were now leaning forward to get a better shot. My lover held me close and whispered in a sultry voice. 'Don't worry, baby... I've got you. I'm strong enough for the both of us. With that my cock stiffened as she shot my forceful load directly into the faces of her mezmerized audience like she was firing an automatic machinegun, though not a beat was missed as they responded in kind with flashes from their cameras like it was return fire.

I turned to my love spent. I wrapped my arms and legs around her and kissed her as she held me in her arm. She flexed her bicep and posed for one last pic with her man in her arms.

A red-head looked at my love hungrily as she licked my oats from her lips. Her boyfriend tried to pull her away. The red-head shook free of her man." I'll bring the wine and headed for the door.

I looked at her. 'I guess we're having company.' What was that last bit about?' 'Just a lil' reminder of what these 'people' witnessed here today... A woman who held a grown man in mid air with one hand off a balcony while she jerked him off with the other, bukhakiing their little dinner party as they stood in disbelief and watched her take her man and muscle him into submission. Not that you were resisting... As well as rescuing a fair maiden from her little man.' She looked at me and smiled. I kissed her again as she carried me back to bed to where she continued to hold me in her powerful embrace, showering me with deep wet kisses 💋 as I drifted to sleep... My muscle bound lady love nibbling my ear as she softly hummed a melody so soft and familiar.... The doorbell sounding softly somewhere in the off background...

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Chunri Kim.

It's a new day. And a new goddess has taken the throne...

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Hello!? My breasts are over here.....!

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I dried myself off and looked at my phone. There was a message. 'I know I said you had the place for the weekend... I said the same thing to my bodyguard! If I were you, I'd do as she says...'

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Please, for the love of God, someone tell me this woman's name! I know that I know it. I just can't remember. I fall in love with her every night in my dreams, the caress of her hand..., the deep, wet kisses.... I've done the image search, and gotten no results. Thank you for your support!

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For the love of God! Ladies!! Stop puttin men in your clips!!! Does it not make sense that most men who like muscular women would like to see them dominate/seduce other women(especially other muscle women)??!!

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Just when Stephan thought he was the biggest bad-ass in the gym....