Plane meeting by musclejoy@yahoo.com Note/ Hi. This is my first contribution .I hope you like it. Do understand ,my native language is not English ,so their might be some words spelled wrong or perhaps phrases put in a wrong way. Please , correct them if you please . If you find the story ok ,let me know ,I'm willing to write some more .Tell me wher I can find the story on your site. By the way. I enjoy it very much ! Jeremy Ingels E mail : musclejoy@yahoo.com I 'm a businessman and so I'm a regular flyer .I used to enjoyed it because you see so many different people. But after all those years you tend to feel like a role-player. That Sunday evening I took the last flight home and I was really exhausted. From the departure lobby, I went straight through the check in desk and got myself in a seat where I hoped to fade away instantly . Secretly I hope that they would take off right then. It was not crowed, never was on Sunday evening. I had looked for a seat next to the corridor and in row just behind entrance wall. Having the seat next to the corridor offered most space for your legs; and there was little chance that the seat left of me would be taken. I already sunk deep in the seat and was close to blink eyes and if it had taken a minute more, I probably would have missed the event of my life .All of the sudden a astonishing silhouette appeared from behind the entrance section .A woman; about 1.90 m high, marvellous tan turned into the middle of the corridor .I was sharp right away .One thing was obvious. This lady was into bodybuilding, no doubt. Her miniskirt revealed a pair of wonderful muscled legs with thighs that weaved from thick rope like muscles; and she hardly moved just then overlooking the cabin for her seat .She had a tiny white jacked that contrasted so much with her tan, no collar and wide open on the neck. . Sleeves ended just passed the elbow where a thick vein on a striated forearm emerged and narrowed in a fine wrist and a very thin fingered hand .She had the most beautiful little face on earth .She had a pair of very fine glasses on and the way she was trying to figure out her ticket made this lady the most excise feminine creature I have ever seen .She was adorable, analysing her ticket, glancing again over the seats and checking the numbers .She turned around and I could see the cable like neck that popped up under the jacked that seemed to strain to contain her wide back . The turned over again and moved towards my corridor .I was all awake, believe me and I felt as I was in trance, I could not get my eyes of her. And this was bingo, she finally found the seat that matched her ticket, although she could have seated anywhere .In total innocence she smiled, I nodded my legs and she stepped in the seat next to me, her wide shoulder almost touching mine. My blood was rushing all through my body and something in my pants was alert to .Her right hand reached for the belt ; the buckle unfortunately was partly stuck under my ace .She reached out her left hand and grabbed the ribbon of the belt .In the corner of my eye I could see her massive veiny arm pulling effortless the buckle out .My eyes crossed her and again she give me a smile and I felt a little more comfortable. So I decided to go for it .I mean she is in bodybuilding and she clearly did not hide it. I bragged it out: "I guess you are in bodybuilding"? "Yeah, that's my life and I enjoyed it very much, believe me." That was more then an honest answer and opened lots of doors. Because of her statuesque figure I immediately engaged with a proposition. "If you want to be more comfortable, we can switch seats "..."Yes I would appreciate that" .." on one condition though ." I added, " I would like to feel your muscles." . A silent moment followed and I feared the end of this encounter. " Sounds fair to me ". Again she blue me a smile and without waiting further negotiations she got up .Her jacket was unbuttoned so I could see her tight shirt underneath stretching over her six-pack. She probably never realised but the buckle of the belt snapped just above her midsection. While I crawled in her seat she removed her jacked. A tight t-shirt was stretched over her body. She did not wear any bra, her firm apple sized breasts pointed straight and little outwards. A marble sized nipple pinched through her shirt and it was as it was sucked on her body .My eyes were glued on her body now. . Just before just she spunned around, I could see her enormous back covered with tectonic muscle plates .Her broad back only narrowed just under her ribcage into a densely muscled waste line .A pair of thin laces crossed her massive back and shoulders leaving it bear till halfway down .She didn't notice me staring; again that devastating smile that made me you feel good .My rod was doing a hard job now, and just as she was storing her jacked in the cabin storage I quickly corrected the position of my already stiff member .As she was bending over to readjusted her handlugage underneath where I was seated before , I could contemplate the playfull movements of her shifting deltoids and further rippling breast muscles . I ' m not sure but this she did on purpose. With her amused face she regained her new seat. Only now her shoulder clearly hit me, but she acted as if she did not realise .My member was hard beyond imagination, aching hard and totally erected and I was happy having arranged free range in my pants or it would have been unbearable. I guess pretty soon my member would appear under my belt. Been concerned and absent for a while so, she suddenly pushed my right arm of the armpit and teasingly she argued: " I guess this also my part of the deal.better get your share too ". Her arm resting now on the armpit, she slowly fistened her right hand causing her bicep to harden .A bulge the size of a tennis ball started to raise. God am I dreaming now . Being in this heavenly state I reached out with my left hand hiding thus the appearance of a wet stain on my trousers. With my hand palm faced down I fully cupped the now glistening bulge, gripped it firmly but could dent it at all .She repeatedly pumped slowly her bicep and I could feel the bulge grow and harder and bigger .So did my member; it stiffened and ached beyond believe and was breaking all records .I couldn't cum now because I completely lost control over the state of my penis; it hardened as concrete. I couldn't care, it was a glorious feeling .Not being able to grip her bicep with one hand, I contoured it with both . pressed it with all my forces, it only caused my penis to get even stiffer .I pulled back, I was shaking emotionally. Again she met me with a disconcerting smile but she slowly but intensely continued the pumping .Her bicep was now more like a big nestled nut in one of those marine tick ropes where the skin has been vacuumed over. Her bicep colored marble, muscle fibbers shifted and a finger tick vein appeared."Feel the vein with your thumb "she said ;I a kind of obeyed instantly, confident that the control she now had over me brought me from one surprise into another .My right hand thumb touched the vein and I sensed a slow but definite blood flow pumping very distinctly .She now fully saw the display of my pants .My penis was not pressed down by the trousers anymore, but perpendically erected upwards and displaying a tent with a big wet stain on top of it .The pleasure of sensing her power made me forget the aching pain .She slowly rested her left hand on my topping penis ,not really pressing . it would heart devastating .Her right hand found an left coke can ,which she slowly gripped , compressed and moulded effortless . The motion of her bicep bewildered me .The repeating pumping made her bicep bulge and shift. . Then with a thankful smile she slowly slid her left hand in the cavity between my belt and stomach caused by my upstanding rod. Slowly her fingertips sensed my penis and at last she fully gripped it .The sight of her other right hand grip revelling a pingballsize remain of the can made me burst as never before .I cumed overwhelmingly for ever lasting minutes ,flooding the whole content of my briefs .Her left hand was totally creamed over , remained motionless around my penis , I looked up now searching contact with her gentle eyes ." this is the most senseare complement I ever got as a female bodybuilder ", she shyly admitted .