Emily always gets her way
by RAV 
Emily shows how strong women can control large men


I guess I should begin by telling you a little about Emily and I. I met Emily
a couple of months ago on the internet. Actually, I will admit I did a search
for the word "amazon", and up she popped. After talking for a few days, we
finally got together, as she only lived about an hour away. Sparks flew. It
was love at first sight. Emily is 24 and at 6' 3" and, at about 175 pounds,
she is incredibly proportioned. Her face is stunning and her legs are insanely
long and muscular, but not bulky. When she flexes them they are like cut
granite. What surprised me most about Emily is that her upper body strength
was tremendous, especially when all most guys would notice are her perfect
42D’s. As a former starting center for a Division 1-A Women’s Basketball team,
she was used to training hard. I was amazed when I found out she benches 200
pounds regularly and that her biceps pump up to an amazing 15"! While she is
very competitive, she is also very shy and reserved unless you get to know her
well. I am a couple of years older and a former 3 sport athlete in both High
School and College, although at a Division III school. I am 6'6" and about 250
pounds now. I don’t workout regularly, but I have benched over 250 lbs. in my
life and have completed a triathalon, so we make an attractive, competitive
and yes, large couple.

Well, it starts off innocent enough ... we are actually playing our much
awaited first one on one basketball game. I had been egging her on that I
could take her one on one for sometime, but she hadn’t given in for some
reason. She claimed that as someone who held he own playing against many of
the WNBA stars that I wouldn’t stand a chance. I, of course, came back with
the sure fire, "Well you’re just girls playing basketball, its not like men
play." I couldn’t have been more wrong. After some lucky shots and some
obvious lax play on her part, the score is Emily 19, me 17, with 21 being the
winning point. Both of us were sweating, but she had never looked so good. The
fact that her shirt was clinging to her strong and cut body made me more and
more distracted. She started to flex, totally putting me in awe, and then blew
past me for an easy lay-up, putting her one point away from her win. I then
took the ball out and tried using my body weight (I have over 70 pounds on
her) to press against her to get and inside shot, but she was throwing me
around like I was a ragdoll. Finally in frustration I just turned and
miraculously made a 12" jumper. She feigned being awe-stricken and took the
ball out. She tried the same inside move I had tried, but again I was being
moved anywhere she wanted. She took a short bankshot and won our game. That
was just the beginning to my being schooled by Emily that as she puts it,
"Emily always gets her way."

After we left the court and toweled off we came back to my place where I took
a well earned shower. Hell I felt like I had just been beaten up by a gang! I
come out of the shower only to see Emily doing curls with my dumbbells. There
was 30 pounds on each. I just stood there in complete lust! Emily’s arms were
so pumped and she was glistening in sweat. After a few seconds, she looked up
and noticed me standing there. She teasingly said,"Is this what you’re maxing
out with? How are you going to keep up with me with these little things. When
I workout I start at 30 and work up to 50." She then flexed as she drove her
hands through her long brown hair. Letting me see just how cut her body was,
as she only had on a sports bra and thong. She could see at this point just
how my towel was being pushed to its limit and how obviously excited she was
making me. She explained how she had always worked out after a "tough" game.
She chuckled when she said it, so I am guessing she has had tougher opponents.
It was obvious that she was mocking me, but I was too excited to care. Then
she gave one huge flexing pose as she stood up, knowing I was completely at
her mercy by this point. She walked past me giving me a kiss, moving me aside
to get into the shower. All I noticed was how strong she was and how easily
she moved me aside, as well as the fact that she rubbed her hand across my
straining towel. As she started running the water, she yelled out to me,
telling me I had better be ready and waiting for when she got out of the
shower. After a few minutes Emily came out of the shower, still dripping wet.
She sat at the side of my bed and started to brush out her hair. I was under
the sheets already, trying to be very inconspicuous while watching her biceps
pumping. The next thing I knew, she has reached back and grabbed my head. As
she was pulling me forward, raising my head, she said "Its time to pay up."
Emily continued to brush out your hair as she opened her thighs slightly. She
took hold of me and slid my head between her cut thighs and forced me into
kneeling on the floor. She then playfully showed me how strong she was by
crushing my head between her thighs. After I begged a couple of times Emily
lightened up and pulled me up onto the bed. I continued to work at a feverish
pace and she was obviously extremely pleased with my ability. Soon she got to
the point where she told me to get myself inside her right now. All I could
think of is Emily always gets her way. As she demands me inside, she reaches
down and grasps my entire swollen cock and tells me to start driving inside
her, harder and harder, faster and faster... With each stroke she would moan
and tighten her vice-like grip on me. The next thing I knew, she used her
Wonder Woman-like strength and flipped me over. Emily is now on top of me
riding my ever swollen cock harder and harder. I barely can breath as she
grinds me back and forth. She is so powerful she doesn't realize that I am
barely able to keep up with her. Now I am barely more than Emily’s sex toy.
Making me do whatever she wanted me to, like some Raggedy Ann doll, except I
am loving every second of it! I try to be strong and flip her over so I can
prove to her who’s really in charge, but everytime I try to use my arms to
push her over she easily presses me down until finally she is laughing and
holding each of my arms down over my head. She exclaims louder, pulsates
faster and grinds harder each time. Finally, mercifully, she begins to sit up
higher to feel every inch and each stroke even harder and faster. She throws
her head back, and finally in a quick rush she explodes. Collapsing on me,
while strengthening her grip around me as each wave rushed faster and faster.
Now I am gasping for air and vowing I will workout harder, for fear of the
inevitable heart attack she will eventually cause me at this rate.. Laying on
me, feeling her newly sweaty body on top of mine all I can think of is what
will happen next time she beats me. We then spend the next few minutes kissing
until she finally she says, "Mmmmm, Emily always gets her way." Emily then
curled up perfectly under my arm so that she was holding on to me and all I
can do is watch her fall asleep. As I watch her falling asleep all I can think
of is how lucky I am and how I can’t wait for our rematch.