Plane Meeting - Part 5
By Jeremy Ingels
Getting to know her on a flight back home a business man socialized with a beautiful blonde fbb and lives from one adventure into another .


The little intermezzo in the hallway made me look like a mess, so I had to go
back in her apartment to change again. Jane only brushed her hair, cleaned off
her inner thighs and waited for me in front of her door. Walking to the
elevator, she joked that she would allow me a little sexual rest, which I
probably earned. She promised to restrain herself to "third party adventures",
whatever that meant. A naughty smile appeared on Jane’s face.

The elevator stopped at the next floor and as the doors were closing, a finely
dressed man squeezed inside. He was in his late fifties, quite tall and
imposing, very polished with a briefcase under his arm. He was the perfect
looking businessman. We both stepped back so that this top manager-type could
have his space. Jane moved sideways towards me and immediately winked at me,
non-verbally saying, "watch carefully now".

The man sniffed around, checked his watch and then brushed a little dust off
of his jacket. Finally he discovered that one of the three people breathing
the same air was a woman. He was a little confused, staring at Jane from top
to toe, then he fixed his look again in a long distance thought. Clearly his
life was happening in some other level of society. Jane cozied up to me and
whispered in my ear. "Why don’t we check out his sexual appetite for something
different". I shook my head ,meaning that perhaps whatever she was thinking
was not an appropriate thing to do in a public place. "Don’t worry, it will be
harmless", she assured me. She spun around so her broad back faced the man. I
knew that she had on only a tiny t-shirt that barely covered half of her abs
and was holding her firm breasts with thin laces across her back. Over the
t-shirt she wore a white jacket with a wide cut-out collar fully exposing her
strong wide neck muscles just showing her bundling trapeziums muscles.

She spun her head around playfully with the obvious intention that her
ponytail would brush the bulging, beefy trapeziums landscape. A mass of wire
thick veins distinctly showed up on this muscle mass that seemed to constantly
move and striate. His eyes immediately widened and glued on Jane’s neck. Her
upper back muscles came alive, as her jacket was forced more downward. Slowly
Jane stretched her shoulders back so she could slide her jacket down even
further. Second by second, inch by inch, her entire back revealed it’s massive
muscularity. Thick slabby muscles contracted and stretched. The man’s jaw
literally dropped open. Jane shifted her back exaggerately and the deep with
muscle engorged spine wriggled from side to side. The poor man was trapped
with his eyes riveted on her massive backside, lats extruding dangerously and
shapely narrowing down under her ribcage to a deep enclosed waistline. His
high society looks vanished rapidly as an emerging bulge inflated his pants.
Her entire back was now in display and in a matter of seconds an evident wet
stain began oozing through his expensive pants. The man still was not aware of
his appearance, but her enormously wide back now had her lats completely
flexed and spread open. Her spine was now deeply embedded with mountains of
massive, beefy muscle, bulging continuously under her skin. The man’s rod now
fully engorged was pressing upwards against the buckle of his belt. His face
was flushed as if he was in labor. He heavily exhaled, pumped and gasped -
clearly he was on the edge of climax - his knees narrowed and weakened when
suddenly the small wet spot on his pants expanded to a creamy mass. At last
his statuesque figure collapsed to the floor.

The elevator doors opened. By good fortune, there was no one waiting. Jane
stood perplexed - never expecting her impact would have achieved such a result
so fast. "Wow, he didn’t even have to touch me or himself to cum to such a
state!" He’s passed out cold. For a moment she stared at the man on the floor
and then admired her body in the mirror of the elevator. She breathed calmly
as she slowly flexed her abs, which were showing, below her short t-shirt
exploding her six pack to a rippling state. Suddenly she flexed her abs as
hard as she could and it looked as if her skin was sucked over a dozen bended
massive steel pipes. I was transfixed, enjoying this extraordinary phenomenon
where this woman knocked out a man only through the sight of her amazing
physique. I stood now just behind Jane’s back, which was still pumped in full
glory. I was showing a tremendous bulge myself. I approached her, directed my
arms under her armpits so that I could just encircle her stone hard abs with
my arms. I placed my open hands on her rippling abs and pressed my body
against her back. My hands clamped on the solid muscle mass, harmonizing with
her steady breathing. My chin hooked in her bundling trapeziums muscles, my
upper body tightly pressed on her back. I could sneak a glance of her amazing
body in the mirror and as she knew I was peeking, she tensed her abs to an
unbelievable monstrous bundle of massive muscle ripped like iron cables. Neck,
trapeziums, pecs, deltoids, shoulders - the whole mass was so full and pumped
that her thin golden neck chain did not hang down, but rested atop this bulky,
veiny mass muscled platform. Only the small medallion at the end of the chain
was trapped between the two beefy pecs when she striated her triceps. Then she
jutted an outrageously thick quadriceps through the side split of her skirt
making the flowing bundle dance playfully from left to right until she
suddenly FLEXED it making the incredible sweep expand to 30 muscular inches.
My erection hit a stand up iron pillar and invaded the narrowing valley of her
rock hard flexing buttocks. Her eyes locked onto mine in the mirror, eyes lit
up and with her gentle hands she reached behind her back and stroked through
to get hold of my penis. "Calm down, I need you all day."

We finally arrived at the ground floor. With very little effort Jane hoisted
the 195-pound man slowly up with one thick bulging arm causing her bicep to
blow into a hard double split ball, veins flaring up on top as if it were a
road map. She raised the now de-humanized top manager easily handling the
totally passed out, dead weight and placed him carefully outside against the
wall so that he could recover. Her fine fingers corrected the man’s tie,
adjusted his suit and politely gave him back his briefcase and kissed him on
the cheek.

"Well, did you behave a little this time?" she said watching my thick long
bulge. I must confess, I enjoyed having these unconscious erections. I didn’t
feel like trying to hide them any longer. She took my hand, tangled our
fingers together and she swung her arm and mine forward. "We are in here
together", she helpfully added. Her arm looked like a branch of an oak,
tendons jutting in and out as she pressed my hand.

We walked on the sidewalk heading for the bus stop. I was feeling glorious
with Jane at my side. As we proceeded, I noticed a gang punks coming closer.
Jane still stepped cheerfully and confident while I had the feeling we were
heading towards trouble. The five guys were getting so close now that I could
identify what they were up to. The tallest of the five was clearly the guy in
charge. He was quite bulky and was gesturing, using his arms and doing a lot
of trash talking. The others responded mostly laughing and trying to act cool.
Clearly they were up to something as they demonstrated some typical
bodybuilding poses. Only 10 yards now separated us and the five gang bangers
deployed so that the entire sidewalk was blocked. I started to pull behind
Jane as she didn’t seem to slow down but she finally let go of my hand.
Probably she felt that I better not get involved if things started getting
rough.

Jane tensed her upper body. Her lower abs pumped up and were fully visible and
she hit a hard abdominal and a "most muscular" pose. Finger deep valleys
alternated with inch thick hard steel cords, veins pushing all over - all of
it stone hard. Her triceps were bulging so wide under her delts that her arms
were forced out touching her monstrous flaring lats. Though the V cut in her
t-shirt was rather small, her hard bouncing pecs made the shirt stretch to the
limit, nipples pressing through.

Jane’s broad shouldered, hard as granite chest, fiercely hit the two outside
punks without any warning throwing them off their feet sideways landing
brutally on the pavement 10 yards on either side. Startled and hurting they
slowly got up and looked to their leader. The leader then took a run at Jane,
mashing against her massive pecs and washboard abs. His eyes are directly
facing the cavity between those bulging masses of muscle. Jane stretched out
her arms and grabbed the guy’s belt with both of her hands and started to pull
the jerk closer to her. Fighting back, he hammered with balling fists on her
massive chest. She didn’t budge an inch, as if nothing was happening. She
hoisted him up two feet off the ground causing her entire pectoral display to
flex. The man kept hammering and slamming against her. Enjoying her
performance, she let him back down. She then pulled him back so close to her
that he could now only attempt to push himself off by straining and pounding
his upper arms on her pectoral mass. Jane shifted the palms of her hands under
his buttocks lifting him off the ground and pressing his now throbbing
erection against her rock hard abs. The guy trembled and finally gave in. His
arms totally exhausted were pointed upwards against her pumped deltoids.
Finally with one massive muscular arm, she threw him 30 feet through the air
crashing to the ground.

The other four men were shocked instantly into a defensive stand. Jane jerked
toward the fourth guy and grabbed his baseball bat with a lightning quick
stroke and with a steady but unstoppable grip pulled the bat away even though
he resisted wildly. She gripped the bat on each end and began pressing the
solid piece of oak with an amazing slow movement against her abs. Her upper
arms strained, tendons shifted and veins protruded like electric cables
towards her wrists. Her BICEPS ballooned to an extreme he had never seen
before, veins piercing through the fine skin to thumb thick curling wires. The
muscle mass of biceps grew into iron hard double split balls. Delts inflated
and powered up to iron pumped shields. A split second later the thick wooden
bad amazingly shattered into two main pieces and hundreds of splinters. They
dropped uselessly on the pavement. Four thick erections showed up instantly,
bulging outrageously starting to stain their pants just under their belts.
They even prompted in shock in their faces, their knees weakened and clicked
together and almost in unison strong ejaculations jutted cum from just above
the belt from all of them. The entire scene had only taken a few seconds and
not one hair of Jane was touched. Meanwhile my own hard-on was on the edge
again of climaxing. Jane turned around and seeing my edging state calmly left
the gang, spent and crushed, rushed over to me and grabbed me tightly off the
ground while I held onto her as hard as I could and not being able to stop
myself I "came" like I had never cum before grinding into her magnificent
body.

After I had recovered from that magnificent episode, we finally arrived at the
bus stop. A young couple and Jane and I stood at the curb as the bus arrived.
When the door clapped open, the young man, dressed in a white suit, first
helped his wife to step up into the bus then he politely invited Jane to go
ahead. Lifting her knee to step up, Jane’s skirt split fell open exposing her
full exploding massively muscular thigh. The young man stared, eyes wide open
as a kid, at this veiny muscle pumping chiseled beef. Finally Jane climbed up
completely stretching her bulging calf, the size of a bottle of Champaign.
Muscle fibers striated and thick veins crawled on the thin surface of a dense
volume that transformed now into a shape of two huge diamonds. I noticed his
instant bulge!! We all got on but had to stand in the isle of the crowded bus.
I noticed that the driver glanced back over his shoulder as Jane’s flexing
tricep, pushed sideways by widening lats, hit the vertical metal safety post
right behind the drivers seat.

The four of us moved to the back of the bus where there was more room. The
young pair held each other’s hand while holding securely onto the railing with
the other. They preferred to remain standing even though some seats opened up.
Both turned around now to face both Jane and me, looking to the rear of the
bus. I could only stand behind Jane, whose imposing figure blocked the entire
isle now. With her jacket loosely draped over one shoulder, Jane held a firm
grip on the top railing of a nearby seat. Her upper arm showed a splendid
display of crisscrossing veins and tendons, her fingers were gripped so tight
that the iron tube seemed to suffocate.

When the bus started off she let go of her handhold and kept her balance just
by the play of her legs. She moved her thigh forward through the split side of
her skirt and she shook every piece of muscled beef in her quad. Her diamond
shaped calves were jutting in and out in harmony with the moving bus. The
young man froze into a statue, in total awe of this 3 dimensional spectacle. A
hard iron-appearing tube showed in his neat white trousers, topped with a dark
spot. Up to now his young wife tried to ignore Jane, but peaking at her love
she noticed the transfixed state he was in. Her eyes dropped immediately on
the growing stain on his pants. Not quite aware what she was doing, she
jealously turned her anger toward Jane and started pounding on her arm,
gripping her bulging bicep and hammering on her chest. Of course, it had no
effect at all. With a calm gesture, Jane shoved her arm sideways causing the
lady to tumble 30 feet up the isle. Meanwhile the bus had stopped and a number
of people stepped on and were filling up the isle. As Jane blocked the isle
with her imposing body, the crowd in the isle was literally stacked up, as
they couldn’t get around her. She still kept her balance only by her thighs
and calves, which continuously exploded and caused waves of rippling iron
rope-like bundles to swell under her skin. Suddenly the bus started off. The
group of folks standing, not prepared for the acceleration, were thrown
backward ramming on Jane’s back. Obviously she had to grab the railing
attached to the ceiling causing her bicep to fully contract and her melon
sized granite carved deltoids to explode with a multitude of rippling veins.
The ball of bicep was blown up to the maximum. The paper foil thin skin tensed
as if it would shear any second and a thumb thick blue curling vein carved
through it. Her lat was like a wall of rock bursting sideways out of her
t-shirt. As the bus shifted to second gear, the entire 3 dimensional scene
repeated. The bicep, even more pumped, swelled to unreal proportions, hard as
steel. Jane’s hand gripped the tubular bar so intense, her sinewy fingers
turned white. Veins crawled up from her wrist to the inside of her upper arm
disappearing over the elbow and then reappearing again from under the tricep
belly finally crossing the bicep mass like a thick blue cable. The emerging
power was so immense that the bolts fixing the metal bar to the ceiling pulled
loose. I noticed that all of the boys within this sight were getting bulges in
their pants.

The young married man in the white outfit now had a soaking stain appearing
exactly where the perfectly detailed hard contour of his throbbing penis was
trying to burst through the delicate material of his fancy pants. Jane
projected her quad forward and made the belly of the massive quad dance and
then instantly flexed this enormous beefy muscle into a display of ripped cut
30-inch muscle. Simultaneously her abs tensed in cast iron-like radiator
tubes, where the cavity in between could easily hold a finger. The skin was
thinly stretched over these inch thick steel tubes and a thin mass of thick
veins wriggled through. The young man was obviously not controlling himself
anymore. His lust for this muscle woman took over his mind and his body and he
could no longer control himself. The full contour of his full hard erection
finally stretched the zipper of his pants to its failing point and it ripped
out allowing his throbbing penis to spring outwards and at the same moment a
long spurt of white hot cum traveled 4 feet upwards and landed on Jane’s
bulging quad. The young man screamed in ecstasy and his member convulsed
heavily and kept shooting thick spurts of cum again and again. Ten seconds
later the man, completely exhausted, collapsed at the feet of his shocked
wife.

The bus stopped, the rear doors opened and Jane stepped down with her calves
bulging. I followed my amazing girl, leaving all the male passengers with a
staining bulge. I couldn’t wait to get Jane home. I was again at the edge!!

By Jeremy Ingels