Plane meeting 10
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 .


This is the 10 th continuation .

Interested in earlier parts, or any comments...do not hesitate to contact me
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The biking weekend was forgotten, or maybe not. Jane's muscular performance at
the pool table was worth every embarrassment I may have suffered or will
suffer in the future.

We planned to go swimming at the local public pool downtown. I was to meet her
in the pool as she had to stop by her girlfriend's home to pick up some books.

The pool was not really crowded. Perhaps it was because it was not the latest
of architectural inspiration. Still people enjoyed it because it was the only
pool in the area. A rather large blue basin, bordered with a white painted
polished concrete slab where you could lean up with your elbows and watch the
doors of the dressing rooms around the basin. These rooms were only 30 feet
away from the 3 foot high iron fence, which was only two feet from the water.
I continuously glanced at the entrance resting my elbows on the white slab. I
had an erection just thinking of how she would appear this time. The place
obviously invited people to show off their physiques, especially in this late
summer weather.

People started pouring in as the afternoon grew later. Finally I noticed a
white eye-catching silhouette mingling in a group of young men. Her figure was
imposing enough to be Jane's hulking body frame. She didn't rush in but
quietly followed the flow of the male environment. Once out of the entrance
she pushed her way through the group. A couple of the guys, seemingly looking
for trouble, yelled at her and pushed her rudely. Jane remained motionless
refusing to be pushed anywhere. Being confronted with her power, the jock
froze and backed off. Jane proceeded towards the railing of the pool. She had
spotted me immediately. I had pushed myself higher up on my elbows and my dick
started to stiffen against the pool wall. Jane wore a snow white pool jacket,
sleeves coming down just under the elbows so that her lower arms branched out
of the sleeves. Puffy veins trailed down her massive thick arms toward
delicate fine feminine wrists and hands. The collar of her jacket was wide
open . . . stretched apart by those monstrous wide boulder delts! A bundle of
neck muscles carved by some fine veins emerged above the iron traps, ragging
from her back. Rippling and rippling her immensely developed pecs stretched
the jacket open up front down toward the pink ribbon that tightened the virgin
white cloth around her waistline. Her steady steps toward me made me able to
peek at her iron inch thick steel tube six pack covered by a smooth tanned
skin.

As my eyes dropped lower, I caught her completely uncovered quads. The jacket
was so centered on her waist that the bottom of it couldn't drop lower than
her crotch. Pillars of beefy slabs of muscle danced wildly at the level of my
eyes. I watched her knee caps alternately swallowed by the immense frontal
tear drop muscles. Calves exploded wide and jutted out as a piston of a
locomotive. Her cat like walk was typical of a bodybuilder with massive thighs
but still showing a very feminine touch. My erection rammed the wall in front
of me. Jane smiled as she could imagine what her cat walk was doing to me.

She childishly approached the railing and without and hesitation rammed her
monstrous thick left thigh between two vertical inch thick bars. Both bars
bent outwards instantly as if they were obeying natural laws. Jane stepped
through even further causing the bars to widen even more. Her leg now was
totally jammed in the iron frame. Then she wiggled her thigh from left to
right causing the whole railing to shudder. It drew attention of the
surrounding crowd but she then quit shaking the railing and withdrew her leg
leaving a distorted opening two feet wide in the railing. Then she gripped the
horizontal top bar with her hands and started shaking the entire structure til
the nearby posts worked lose from the bolted anchoring to the floor. Even
still covered by the white cloth, her biceps looked as if they had exploded
inside her sleeves. Veins seemed to show through as if it was a second skin.
Her delts looked like boulders and you could see her dark tan showing
intensely stretched material. Jane untied her jacket before it ripped, slowly
pealing it off her pumped upper body. She now displayed her total physique
wearing a tiny, sexy bikini. My erection was now full and I was mapping every
square inch of this vast muscled body.

Jean leaned over the fence bending far over the railing pulling her arms down
grabbing my waist. Gently, her muscled arms, hard as oak baseball bats, easily
lifted me out of the water nearly over her head. I threw my arms over her vast
muscular back and inch by inch, swallowed every ditch and bump of this
muscular mass. My two middle fingers entered her deep ditch-like valley
between the massive slabs of muscle and moved them down to her football sized,
rock hard buns. I proceeded by trailing my wide open hands over her lats,
attempting to mold those steel-like slabs. I moved further up her fully
blasted and striated delts, gripping the edges of her cut triceps and finally
going to the ultimate - feeling the massive bellies of her huge biceps,
rubbing and caressing like making love to them. Then I finished my sensual
ride by moving my hands over her incredible pectorals. I hammered my two fists
on those rock-like masses causing my swimsuit to tent at least 9 inches and
topping the crown with a cloud of white pre-cum. The Jane lifted my body even
higher and kissed my "hard- on".

"Oh hun, I'm right on time", she said as she lowered me down resting me on her
feet still in complete control. I'll run through the shower and she spun and
headed toward the shower gate.

Just then two muscular guys who had confronted her at the entrance came from
behind trailing Jane. They looked like bodybuilders. I overheard them say,
"Let's teach her a lesson", said the one. "Yeah", said the other, "let's fuck
her in the dressing room". The two jocks were now on each side of Jane, soon
bumping her on each side, trying to squeeze her in. The scene didn't scare me
at all. Comparing the three bodies from the back, I saw no contest and I was
convinced they didn't realize the situation they were about to find
themselves. The bumping of the two guys didn't affect Jane's progress at all.
"Get her in a full nelson, Jack, and work her into the room"! He started to
jam his arms under her arm pits, which looked like an easy job. Only he found
out that his arms were way to short to get around her wide lats and massive
deltoids and not able to reach higher up towards her thick neck. Meanwhile,
the other guy who positioned right in front of Jane had released some powerful
hits in her abdominals. Jane wasn't even fazed by the blows. Her massive frame
absorbed the hits without even moving.

"Ok guys, what is this game you are playing?" About 3 feet from the dressing
room Jane stopped the progress of the dragging. The two men continued to
struggling to move Jane into the room. "Boys first", joked Jane. She calmly
freed her hands from the hold and grabbed each one by the wrist. She twisted
their arms wrenching them both into a very uncomfortable position ready to
shatter their arms. Swiftly, as a piece of heavy hydraulic machinery, Jane
shoved the bodies in the narrow dressing room stepping in behind and closing
the door. For a moment nothing seemed to happen. I spotted two pair of hairy
legs and another pair of tree trunk- like calves through the open under part
of the door. Then a rumble started, sounding like hitting and pounding. Again
there was a pause. Then the hitting began again with extreme crashes and some
sounds like bone cracking. Then nothing. . . . . . Then the hinges of the
wooden door tore loose, the door flew open slamming against the wall
disintegrating. Jane's enormous back filled the door opening, her lats firing
on either side tearing off both door posts as her frame was squeezing out. She
bent over reaching for a huge bundle on the floor of the dressing room. Her
buttocks strained into polished steel spheres, rippling with muscle and
shinning in the full sun. Hamstrings blew up into steel cables and her wide
back froze in into huge muscled slabs as she towed the bag out of the room.
She let the bag go, straightened up and turned to face me. On the grey tiled
floor I could see the two men completely limp. Their shirts were torn off and
used to tie up their ankles. Both bodies were tied back to back with their
belts linked together. Both had their shorts still bulging by rigid rods with
cum spots. Jane again elegantly kneeled down, took a firm hold around the belt
and heaved the 440 pound pile of manhood effortlessly into an arm curl. The
bicep exploded into an outrageously rock-hard mass along with her huge delt.
Jane straightened up and stood motionless. One arm was in a raging "bulge" and
the other completely loose. I had gotten out of the water and was standing by
the railing. The sight of this muscular statue made my rod swell out to the
max and tented my swimsuit inches out through the steel fence. Jane approached
me on the other side of the fence enjoying the luggage that was hooked on her
amazing arm.

Proudly she raised the dead weight body bag even higher so their heads passed
the railing. Jane's bicep looked on fire. The BICEP FLEX was so big I thought
it was going to burst. I have never seen her bicep so big and hard and nothing
so totally erotic and sexual. Being so close, my eyes were fixed on the tanned
shinning steel globe. I wanted to reach out and kiss and caress it. My rod was
absolutely horizontal, now a 10 inch crow bar stretching the fabric to
tearing. I can't remember a more intense erection. Jane didn't miss "my
muscle" as I saw her glance down. She smiled heavenly. I saw her fist get a
better grip on the belts and started to pump even more, the size seeming to
increase even more if that was possible. Veins in the bicep mass seemed like
wired treads. She pumped even more and a big vein, appearing from under the
armpit crossing the huge bicep at its fullest extension, like a water hose lay
on the almost splitting thin skin.

Lightning fast, with her free hand, Jane jerked a massive gold school ring
from one guy. She delicately picked the piece of jewelry between her thumb and
index finger and brought it next to her protruding vein. It would be nice if I
could pass the ring onto my vein. I think it would fit! Jane resumed a couple
of more pumps causing the huge vein to pump even more. The sight made me
explode. My rod already had worked upwards causing my suit to shiver and in a
matter of seconds loads of pressured cum shot above the fabric onto Jane's
pecs. Jane shouted out as if it was a personal victory. Suddenly her right arm
exploded, throwing her human load high over the fence into the water.

I went completely limp and fell towards her shoulder. Jane cupped me holding
one hand under my crotch carrying me into a dressing room. The door shut . .
.. and a long silence began as we eagerly came together!!