PLANE MEETING 11 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 11 th continuation . Interested in earlier parts ,or any comments...do not hesitate to contact me it keeps me motivated.. musclejoy@yahoo.com “I have a surprise for you hun! You should definitely come over this weekend”. Jane again was always able to raise my curiosity. A surprise coming from Jane is not just a surprise. I know Jane well enough now to understand her ways of surprising me. There I stood with the phone pressed between my ear and shoulder as I checked my planner. I had a terrible week ahead and I was hesitating. “Are you passing muscle this time, hun?” she playfully replied. The suggestion struck me like lightning. “Am I passing female muscle??” Suddenly I remembered the many occasions where Jane would drive me crazy. It’s not just the concept of a surprise but rather the reward after contemplating her voluptuous massif body. The ever lasting erections, unsatiable lust to see more of her muscular body . . . exploring every dent and curve, the incredible thin skin that is stretched over those enormous humps of muscled mass. Trailing a finger along the thick hose like veins that crawl just beneath that skin as if it was nonexistent. I gave in instantly. I cannot resist Jane’s body! “That is more like you, hun. You will not regret it and you’ll get plenty of muscle to see!” She hung up the phone abruptly knowing I was dying from desire. I worked hard at work to get ahead so I could take some time off later in the day. I didn’t want to be too tired as her muscular performances always left me totally drained. She wanted me to meet her at a gym and insisted wearing my workout stuff. The address didn’t look familiar to me. It certainly wasn’t the normal place where she usually works out. I was well ahead of schedule as I finally stopped the car at the address. The building didn’t look like a trendy gym from the outside. I moved down a small long corridor hidden behind an iron door that was adjacent to the building. A golden plate that Jane had mentioned had the letters G.G.G. on it. She didn’t tell me what it stood for. “You will find out”, she said. I closed the metal door behind me. The long alley made me feel a little uncomfortable as it was kind of dark and long – at least a 100 yards long and very narrow. It struck me that the brick walls of this narrow alley were damaged at shoulder height, which didn’t take me long to figure out why. Finally I ran into another steel door which was slightly open. The door was clad with steel panels, welded on both sides of a 3 inch thick iron tube frame. I took hold of the handle but couldn’t budge it an inch further. As I attempted to force it open a little more I didn’t notice that someone had come up behind me in the alley. “Can I be of any help? I’m Jenny and you must be Jane’s boyfriend, right?” I stepped back and saw a 6’2” broad shouldered woman approaching me .Her face looked still very young for the apparently bulky body that was hidden under her colorfull training outfit , sleeveless till just above immense ball shaped delts. The colar cut of her shirt was stretched wide by an impressive torso and her thick swollen thighs tightly fit in her spandex training pants. She quickly noticed my growing bulge. Amused she said, “Let me help you”. Both of us moved side ways as she tried to get by. For a second she had me trapped between the wall and her amazing thick upper body. And then for an instant she pressed into me and her thick pectorals leaped out and engulfed my undersized frame. Standing face to face I couldn’t resist glancing down at her deep cleavage. Hard tea cup size breasts topped with bullet hard nipples digging in my chest .Both her hands reached out towards my waste and clamped  me rock steady. Bulking further up these awesome muscled limbs she digged her hands deep under my ribs as if she was molding dough and centering my waste .I couldn’t hold back to lay my hands on her impressive tanned biceps . Peaking balls ,big as tennis balls where completely bulging up almost loose from her arm .Her pecs rose rock hard .A ring dangling on a necklace got trapped in between these solid humps of muscle and deformed the golden piece of juwelry. Hard but small melon like breasts topped with bullet hard nipples dug into me. As if feeling victory her bust crushed my ribcage into the wall. I could hear the air being squeezed out of my lungs. Fortunately it was brief but intense and her overwhelming power exhibition aroused me. Then her tubular out bulking abs rubbed past my hardon. “Oops”, she declared girlishly, “that was close”. As if nothing had happened, she swiftly moved through, took a firm grip on the door handle and swung it open and walked in. I watched her broad back disappear into the gym. As I walked in I discovered an amazingly well equipped gym. It appeared to me that the machines looked different than I had seen in other gyms. The machines seemed much heavier. Steel beams were doubled and reinforced with diagonal braces. The machines seemed to allow for much more weight and each plate seemed bigger than the normal ones I had used before. Even the pulleys were mostly doubled and reinforced and the cables were at least an inch thick. In the corner of the gym I saw what looked to be a pile of distorted iron barbells. All were 2 inches in diameter but definitely destroyed by inappropriate use. Shattered ends of broken cables also littered the area. Only two women were working out at the machines. As I stepped closer I discovered that they were both rather young gals, perhaps 18 or 19. But what caught my attention were their enormous muscular bodies. Thick veins branching through muscular arms, tree trunk swollen thighs, football sized steel buttocks, bull wide backs and bulging pecs ripped all over. They focused on their routine and between sets my eyes locked onto their amazing six pack abs bulging in and out by their extreme breathing. It didn’t take me long to develop an intense erection. The girls didn’t pay any attention to me at all. One of the girls started setting weights at a bench press. She had on a small top with piercing nipples showing through. She was all sweat and was walking a 45 pound plate in front of her torso to the end of the bar. She gave me a quick smile then locked her eyes on the spot below my belt. For a second she seemed to focus her mind on me. Then she took a firm hold of the plate clamping it between the palms and fingers of both hands. Her pecs rose up swelling into massive bulges of muscle. Her chain with a little barbell around her neck strained around her neck muscles with the little barbell trapped in a horizontal ditch between the muscular pecs. Her magnificent breasts looked welded on top. Thick swollen biceps hid her lats and forearms were crawling with vascularity. The teenage woman clenched her teeth and I saw the black disc actually bend in the middle. My pants were tenting at full staff as if a big bulb was in my pants. She blew me a kiss and went about her routine preparation. “Hello, sweety!”, Jane said walking to me from behind a pile of hanging weights that had blocked my view. Jane was wearing a sexy black bikini, all sweaty, looking heavily muscled and extremely defined after just working some heavy weights. While chatting up to me she square folded down her towel , half and half again till she could just grip it with both hands .Suddenly her torso muscles erupted and shredded the towel in two She noticed my hardon right away and smiled. She walked up to me and dug her muscular arm deep down my pants and took a firm hold of my hot dick. After giving it an intense stroke she took her hand out and without any hesitation put her hand under my crotch and lifted me up at a 90 degree angle. The balled bicep rose big as a bowling ball, a thick vein snaking underneath that thin skin of hers. The massive muscle trapped my rod against my lower belly. Holding me about two feet off the ground she mockingly interrogated me. “Did you miss me muscle lover”? The welcome was interrupted as two other gals walked in, swinging the metal door swiftly wide open. One wore a miniskirt exposing monstrous quads and a loose sweatshirt that barely hid her enormous musculature. It was cut out wide in the back so that her traps had room to bulge out. A deep cut up front begged to be explored. The cleavage was not so much tented out by her young, small breasts and buttonlike nipples but rather by the over developed pectoral muscles that pushed the apple sized breasts almost through the thin cloth. “Hi Jane, how are you?” she said as she hugged Jane intensely. The two bodies pressed their bulging frames to the extreme, patting their hands over their wide backs. Jane being 25 showed a much bigger and muscled body than the 200 pound young girl. “Show me your improvement, Liz”, said Jane. Liz, smiling pulled up her top showing an amazing rippling washboard 6 pack of abs. “I have been training hard, Jane, see?” She started moving her abs around in a rippling, knotting like dance, bulging and releasing, bulging and releasing. My hardon was raging. “It really helped me when you told me to hold longer and tighter after each rep. Go ahead, Jane, punch my abs”. Playfully Jane clenched her fist and through her sledge hammer like fist into the young girl’s stomach. Liz doubled over slightly at the brutal impact and staggered back a couple of steps. She rose up quickly, face a little flushed but finally smiling. “A lot better than last week, Liz”, Jane said admiringly. Keep them as tight as stone while working out. Think that someone is pounding you constantly in the abs”. “Now it is your turn to punch me in the abs”! Liz prepared to get even and threw a devastating blow into Jane’s abdominal wall. Jane absorbed the punch with ease, not even blinking an eye. Smiling, she patted Liz on her muscular butt as she walked off. Now the other girl, Jill, came over and gave Jane a big hug. Then the two grabbed each other’s hands up high interlacing their fingers in a strength match. They started with an exploding double bicep pose. The biceps rose and swelled as they tightened their fingers and arms. Bulging biceps bulged against bulging biceps and huge pecs and abs against the other’s pecs and abs. They pressed together like a carved statue and giant thighs melting into each other. The picture of muscle and strength made my hardon peek up above my belt. Suddenly Jane lowered her arms and pushed Jill hard against the wall. “Excellent Jill, keep up the good work and I will have a hard time beating you in a couple years!” Jill smiled as she dusted the white plaster off of her top. “Pumped up too, Sweetie”, Jane joked as she planted her middle finger on the stain of my bulging pants. “The girls will love it. That is why they come here!” “Welcome to the Golden Girls Gym. Meanwhile, some other well muscled young females walked into the gym. “Watch these young women, hun”, Jane said, “still only teenagers”. They stopped me during my workouts and admired my body. Some of the girls asked me advice on how they could get really muscular. As they were all very young and seemed to be very focused, I decided to create a group and help them achieve their dreams. I asked them to set high goals and they all agreed to never surrender in the workouts I gave them. We invested in this new gym, especially equipped as you can see. Besides I needed better machines to push myself higher and as she said that she showed me a monstrous bicep pose, cupped my balls again and pressed my still throbbing hardon. I felt a little uncomfortable with all of these gals around and reached for Jane’s wrist wanting her to be less demonstrative. Not that I could make her stop rubbing my erection as she continued her adoring massage and reassured me. “Don’t be embarrassed, Sweety, they know about male’s interest for female muscle! That is what they are here. They all confessed how men get attracted to their bodies when they first started to work out. As they progressed they got intoxicated by their own muscle growth and the increasing male attention. And now they love showing their bulging muscles to turn men on. These girls made the commitment to work out every routine to the max. They all want to match my body and go for the ultimate. I told them that making a man cum in 5 seconds is heaven and I want to show them some educational proof”. Before I could collect myself, Jane called out all 10 of the girls. I was puzzled. They made a circle with Jane and me in the middle. I felt very self conscious and had totally mixed emotions. Jane was talking and gesturing but I didn’t hear her words. I looked around and saw muscles all around me, bulging female muscularation - young female bodies all with layers upon layers of muscle. “V” shaped frames tapering down from wide boulder like delts to ironcast washboard abs to massive exploding quads. Any movement brought rippling waves on their muscular bodies. They all smiled and giggled politely while glancing at my bulge in my pants. “Now to show how muscular behaviour can provoke instant ejaculation”. I woke back up in muscle reality and I was to become the center point of muscle intoxication. Jane elegantly walked towards the pull down machine followed by the 10 female muscle addicts and me being swallowed up by the group of muscled beef. Side mirrors attached to the machine showed the frontal image on the bench. Jane instructed Melanie to put the machine to the maximum weight and lower the bench level to get the maximum pull down rep. She made two of the girls stand beside me and hold my arm straight down and steady. June and Terry took a firm grip, one hand pressing their long sinewy fingers in my bicep and the other holding my wrist. I was absolutely immobile, left and right trapped by two incredibly muscular teens. I was hard already but being the helpless counterpart in this muscular but pleasant environment made me even more horny. “Ok girls”, Jane said, “Louise, get his pants down and I want you to all start counting down at my first pull down.” Jane reached out and grabbed the two inch steel bar above her head and sat down on the bench, arms stretching upwards. The weights were lifted as she sat down on the bench tensing her arms. Thick veins popped from her arms and her muscular forearms swelled wildly. Clearly the metal construction of the machine was being put under severe stress by the maximum weight. Jill secured a chain belt around Jane’s waist and attached it to the bench so she would not lift herself off the bench while pulling. Louise jumped in front of me going to her knees and grabbed my belt. With a burst of arms, pecs and lats she ripped my gym shorts and in a swift motion both my shorts and supporter dropped, my rod hanging out freely. The girls cheered jumping up and down. Two ton of female muscle bouncing on the floor made the floor vibrate! “All set Jane”, stated Jill and the girls were euphoric. “FIVE”….they starting counting down together and Jane pulled the iron bar down in front of her to just above the level of her nose. Her lats flared out outrageously, standing out like concrete pillars. Traps bounced up forming dense bulging triangles toward her neck. Back muscles exploded wide and creating deep valleys and elevating massive shifting plates of muscled beef. Her lower back showed striations beyond belief pulling on immense carved buttocks. My rod jerked straight into a horizontal beam which seemed 15 inches long opening the top cone and stretching that piece of skin instantly to the point of tearing. The girls cheered wildly as their rippling muscles filled my panoramic view. Jane lowered the weights again making every fiber of her back muscles to expand fully. At the top “FOUR” was yelled and Jane pulled the bar down again, this time behind her head. The pull was so explosive the bar hit her delts simultaneously on each side. The impact created an unreal sound as the bar plunged onto her massive shoulders. The vertical steel columns seemed to suffer while the machine slightly tilted from it’s initial position. My free rod was moving frantically in an up and down motion at the sight of Jane’s back fighting against the gravity of the load of metal plates. All the girls were cheering and dancing childishly, finger pointing at my extremely long two inch dick and praising Jane’s statuesque back in this inhuman performance. By “THREE” Jane’s top popped off exposing her huge globe shaped dense breasts looking like counterweights. Her immense bulging pectorals were fighting the down movement of the weights. Without any concern at all regarding her naked breasts, she continued the pull down and lowered the bar again in front of her until the bolt the attached the cable to the plates jammed into the pulley. Jane didn’t give in and proceeded to pull further. Both inch thick cables strained, stretching thinner from the extreme force, but Jane didn’t quit the descending of her arms. Her biceps exploded in bowling ball like balls of iron and veins looked like they were welded on top! Her ham-like forearms looked full of cables, muscle and sinew and her fingers clamped to the bar turned white from intensity. My dick trembled and I felt as if it was being constantly stretched by muscle lust driving the female muscle audience even wilder. Jane was still holding on her 3rd rep. It made her muscles bulge out insanely. Her buttocks looked like immense frozen spheres as she clamped her monstrously thick thighs around the bench. Her triceps were pulling as a dense set of wired cables, lats pushing veins out to the surface of the skin and pectorals, reshaping into cement-like blocks. Suddenly a diagonal steel support rod shuddered, weakening. Jane’s grip strained the bar half an inch deeper nearly at breast level. Finally the support rod gave way and the top structure that held the cable pulley bent over. Jane was winning the impossible. She was destroying this massive steel machine. The steel frame weakened and Jane pulled the bar down curving along the dense speric breasts and finally bubling over her erect nipples . The girls were at the count of “FOUR”. . . but I couldn’t control myself any further. A half inch thick gush of cum ejaculated in a straight line high on Jane’s upper back. Jane was excitedly watching in the side mirrors as she pulled down even further. In a split second a second gush of cum splashed in the deep valley of Jane’s spine. The girls were loudly moaning, going crazy. Extremely turned on, all of them had their bikinis soaked with juices running down their muscular thighs. The sticky fluids were oozing on the floor and created a messy film of cum. I kept cumming and the girls captured some of the cum in their hands rubbing it on their muscles then pumping them and showing them off. My cum mixed with Jane’s sweat ran down her back. The machine had lost the fight. Jane let go of the slightly bent bar and stood up from the destroyed machine. She turned over towards me and I noticed her moist bikini and the shinning juice spot remaining on the bench. Her eyes met mine and after a quick glance at the mesmerized crowd, she confirmed, “not even FIVE seconds, Sweety”!!