WAKE UP LITTLE SUSIE - PART 2
By Joe
Susie and I get to know each other


That night I crashed at Susie and Jim's house. Susie and I spent much of
the time getting to know each other. We watched a couple of movies that we
rented from Blockbuster and pretty much stayed in constant contact. Oh
yeah, we also had a much less savage session in bed, which was cool because
it showed me that we could not only hump like animals but could also get in
touch with other. I still spent lots of time caressing her muscles, but I
wouldn't say it was that much different from the way I've normally made
love - not that I normally made love too often!!.

On Sunday morning, Susie was still asleep when I woke up. After awhile she
got up and said she was happy it was Sunday. It seems Sunday is her day of
rest - as she said, "if God could take a day off from building the world, I
can take a day off from building my body." The two of us hung out, read the
papers, relaxed and, oh yeah, did it again that morning. I was so into her,
that I think I could have gotten aroused an unlimited number of times.
Later in the day we went and checked out my apartment. Susie immediately
told me that we would have to go shopping for some stuff. She didn't like
the idea that I was living in someone else's stuff, using their towels and
sheets (which I washed before using them the first time) etc. So we went to
the mall. Susie said she was so comfortable being with me that she didn't
feel the need to cover up. She had on some cut-off shorts and a Bebe t-
shirt that barely contained her shoulders and showed a little of her abs
and, of course, most of her arms.

At the mall, Susie drew looks from just about everyone. Hell, she is a
totally delicious looking chick even without adding the muscle. But seeing
a 5 foot 9 inch, 148 pound, blonde haired model looking women with big
round arms and shoulders, diamond calves and a perfect ass is not an
everyday occurrence. At one point I told her to walk ahead of me by 10 feet
or so because I wanted to watch the faces of guys and also girls as they
walked past her. Susie said that's why she didn't usually dress like this
in public. It was a gas watching. Guys with their necks on a swivel, girls
trying to sneak a peak, but the best were the old timers whose mouths would
just drop open. Soon, I caught up with her and held her hand. I wanted
everyone to know she was with me.

That night we went out to a club and had a few drinks, danced and flirted
with each other. We decided to break in the new sheets at my place, and we
were again subdued in the sack. I think Susie had a buzz going, which is
not usual for her. In fact, she says she probably goes out drinking at most
once a month and rarely does she have more than a wine or a beer or two.

Monday morning, Memorial Day, when I woke up, Susie was in her workout
clothes. "C'mon sleepy head. Get up. We've got 4 miles to run. It's a new
week and we've got work to do." So off we went. A leisurely 4 miles in 30
minutes. I was gassed, begging for a break but she said she needed to get
the alcohol out of her system early. Besides, she said, "it's a mass day."
"what the hell is that" I asked, "everyday". "No" she said, "just Monday,
Tuesday, half of Wednesday, Thursday and Saturday." She then described her
schedule: Monday- shoulders and triceps. Tuesday - back and abs. Wednesday
- just biceps. Thursday, thighs and calves. Friday - abs and triceps.
Saturday - chest and biceps. Sunday - off. Cardio everyday but Sunday.

Well, she suggested we go back to her house and workout before her parents
came back home. When I asked why, she said, "who knows what's going to
happen when you and I get sweaty again!!" Needless to say, I grabbed some
workout clothes. Back at her house, we determined Jim was out and the
message from her parents was that they'd "be home by dinner, please get
something ready for us". Susie said that's what she was hoping for. Then
she said she'd be surprised if she actually made any progress today. When I
asked why, she said, "because I'm not sure how focused I'm going to be
lifting naked."

Well, we quickly decided we couldn't be naked. A sweaty ass on a bench may
be cool when you're humping, but when you're trying to lift it isn't
conducive to comfort. So we both stripped down to our workout shorts. And
then we worked out shoulders for 45 minutes. Of course, part of that time
consisted of me running my fingers and tongue into the groves in her upper
arm. Then we went to triceps. Susie is an animal at triceps. She did dips,
she did extensions, she did behind the neck stuff. In all she did 15 sets.
Big heavy weights that I could barely match and I have 50 pounds on her.
Her arms were swollen again, like they were on Saturday. My arms (and
shoulders) were just sore. Finally, after she made me do that same 15th
set, she said she was ready for me. As soon as I put the weights down she
was against me, but I was shot. I had nothing left. I just finished the
hardest workout I'd had in 5 years and while she was still raring to go, I
was ready to throw up. When I protested and asked for a little breather she
wouldn't hear of it. "I concentrated on lifting for an hour and half with
that sweet thing poking out of your pants and now when I'm ready for it you
want to rest. Hell no. Give it to me." I thought she was kidding. She
wasn't. She was all over me. In no time my drawers were down and she was
humping me. She said, "I just pumped my body. Now I want to pump yours." I
couldn't believe it. She was practically raping me.

I say practically since I was a willing participant. Sort of. I mean my
dick was all ready to go. Finally, I relaxed my defenses and she climbed on
top. She bounced, she twisted, she flexed, she fondled, she humped. And I
sat back and let her. She was amazing. It was so great, I couldn't believe
it. Since the first post-workout animal-like sex session that we had, we
had had 3 relatively mellow, semi-straight lovemaking sessions. It was
almost hard for me to believe that the Susie who was on top of me was the
same Susie that I shared a bed with for the past couple of days and nights.
It was like we were back to the first time from Saturday all over again.
Except that this time, instead of matching her energy I was letting her do
all the work. This is what I was thinking of when she let out the loudest,
most primal scream I've ever heard. Then she collapsed on top of me. When I
tried to give her a little more to finish off myself for the second time in
this session, she clamped down on me. She didn't say anything. She just
held my entire body flat on the ground with hers for a good 10 minutes. I
went limp a few minutes along the way.

Finally she rolled off me. Then she got up, went upstairs and left me alone
for 15 minutes. When she returned she had a huge blender of some kind of
weight gain crap that tasted like shit. She just drank the damn thing,
probably a quart, right out of the blender. Then she let out a serious
belch, smiled and walked back over to me like nothing had happened. She
said, "sorry I shut down. That was the greatest moment of my life and I
just wanted to enjoy it all to myself. I think I just achieved the ultimate
orgasm. Thanks for helping me."

The two of us showered, got dressed and sat down to talk. I asked her if
she realized that she basically raped me. She said, she didn't know what
came over her. It was as if the straining of lifting caused her sexuality
to explode. She told me she felt like she was a wild beast. The combination
of all that lifting and all that aggression made her feel invincible. She
said, "all these years of lifting down here, usually by myself or with my
dad or Jim, changing my body and my mind, I've been doing something that to
me is totally sexual, totally sensuous. But I had no outlet. All the
sexuality that built up over these years of working my body seem to have
exploded when it mixed with you, the first guy I ever saw lift weights and
get muscles. I can't explain it. Its not like I haven't had sex with other
guys. Sometimes even right after working out. But with you its different.
Its like you bring out something inside me and all I know is I'm gonna want
a whole lot more of this."

I was speechless. Here in front of me was a dream come true. An absolutely
stunning, world class beauty with a body that only a few women have ever
had just told me that I completed her. At least that's what I heard. Maybe
I was wrong, but at that moment I quickly forgot that minutes before she
had basically abused me. I was in love. Absolute love. I had just spent the
greatest weekend of my life - maybe the greatest weekend of any guy's life.
And summer still had 10 more weeks to go!!

To be continued