The Strong Polish Woman




I have been working at a manufacturing company and there are many different
ethnic backgrounds of workers. There is a small group of polish people and
some hardly even speak the language but they are nice and we all get along
fine. There are two women that work together and I am not sure if they are an
item, but they are as close as two women can be. They are both older than I
and one of them has worked on a farm as a youngster till she was well into her
thirties. Maria has worked hard and right along with her brothers, kept pace
if not well ahead of them. She may not be the most attractive woman you may
have ever seen but is very nice and friendly. She is tall at about six feet
and probably weighs a good 180lbs. When she tightened a fixture in place it
was very hard to undo the bolts after she tightened them. We would often tease
each other about wrestling or fighting saying that I better watch out! I
remember grabbing her wrists to hold her back but she just smiled and moved
her arms anyway she wanted and asking me 'whats the matter, am I to strong for
you? And she just laughed as I tried to hold her steady but she easily moved
about and as quick as a cat she grabbed me into a headlock and taunted me
about who was the stronger. I tried to pry myself loose but she was strong
hell and her muscle felt hard as steel. She finally let me go and kidded me
some more about how she "got me good".

During the winter months, we would often work late and one night when it was
only her and I we were cleaning our car off after a heavy snowfall. I snuck up
behind her and stuffed a hand of snow down her neck. She screamed and quickly
gave chase and I thought I could outrun her, which I did, but only for a
while. As I ran she dove at me and tackled me into the deep snow bank and
there we started to wrestle. She completely dominated me as she threw me
around like a rag doll. She would get a good hold on me and the shove snow
into my face, all the while laughing at my situation. Her hands were large and
strong and smothered me to a point that I could barely breathe. We continued
to wrestle and she would pick me up and toss me into the snow and then jump on
top of me where at one point she had thrown me on my back and standing by my
head towards my feet, came down hard on top of me. She then wrapped her arms
around my waist and buried her crotch into my face and squeezed me in her
strong arms as she crushed my face beneath her. She let my face up and
repositioned herself so now she was able to scissor my head between her
thighs. She really started to laugh as now she started to roll in the snow
with me helplessly in her grasp. As we lied in the cold snow she spoke to me
how she loved bring strong and would love to wrestle her brothers and even
though they were older and bigger, she would defeat them time to time. She
loved working on the farm and that she said is what made her so strong.
Carrying bales of hay, equipment and working long hard hour, days on end. She
once told me that she carried a tractor attachment from one farm to another
that weighed nearly three hundred pounds! She could defeat any boy or man in
any sort of foot race or sporting event and wrestled lots of the boy in her
school. I old her that I greatly admired strong muscular women and that I
always had and she was relieved that she finally found someone that did. She
was never able to talk to anyone or relive the childhood experiences that she
so much loved when she was young and strong with a body of steel. We wrestled
some more and it was such a turn on for me, that I was hoping it would never
end. We continued in the moon light ignoring the cold, wrestling and rolling
in the snow, her at times lifting me over her head and tossing me into the
snow and then pounding on me again and again. At six feet tall and some 185lbs
of muscle, she had no problem throwing this 150 light-weight around.

Nights of Fun and Worship

As time went on we continued to meet and she invited me over to her home and
cooked so traditional polish meal that were a treat and so delicious that I
would eat two helpings

We would sit in her living room and talk about everything but mostly about her
youth and about the times she wrestled with the boys and even some of the men
from her neighboring farms. She also had scrapbooks with old photos that had
pictures of her at a young age that showed her impressive muscles. I told her
that even though she is still incredibly strong now, she was really muscular
when she was younger. So, you think I was more muscular when I was younger?
She said to me. With that said she shoved me hard to the back of the couch and
said "Don't move, I will be right back. I sat there wondering what she had in
mind and my mind raced with thoughts that only could be describe as perverted!
She came back but told me to turn down the lights in the room and she would be
right in. As I turned on the light, she was sitting she was sitting on the arm
of the couch with black high heel and a tight fitting black dress that showed
off every inch of her muscular body!

She then asked me if I thought that she was more muscular now or when she was
younger. She stood up with her legs slightly parted right in front of me and
flexed her arms and tightened her thigh muscles. Well, what do you think?
Still have the same opinion? She moved forward and sit facing me on my lap and
told me to feel her muscular body. I did

as she asked and while I was doing so she bent down and start kissing my neck.
"so you love my muscles, and that I am so much stronger than you don't you?
And that when we wrestle you can't do anything to stop me" Then she grabbed my
chin in her strong hands and got in my face ."I could take you right now and
easily have sex with you, would you like that? She the gabbed my crotch, "Well
would you little weak man? She move and rotated her hips and licked her lips
and muscled me about the couch and the threw me roughly on to the soft carpet.
She held my hands over my head as she straddled my hips between her knees and
strong thighs. Her grip on my wrists were immense and she dangled her face
tempting me to kiss her. She quickly moved her mouth to my neck and started to
kiss me like a wild animal, roughly moving me across the floor breathing hard
and harder, getting hotter and hotter. She released my hands and with one arm
encircled my waist and lifted me off the floor and kissed me had on the mouth.
Every once in a while during her heat of passion say how she loved be strong
and being in control and would kiss me even harder and more rough than ever.
As she did this I to was excited and felt how hot she was and hard she was and
hung on to her as she dug into me hard. She started to tear me clothes off and
I tried to take hers off but in a powerful move she shoved me back and said
she was the one in charge! She had me naked and started to kiss me all over,
lifting me so she could get to parts of me with her lips a and tongue. Her
muscles were glistening in the low lit room as they strained and pumped with
blood. She sucked on my chest and biting my nipples till I screamed from both
pain and pleasure. She tore into me, now tearing my clothes of and directed my
penis between her muscled thighs and toke deep inside of her, pumping me hard.
I grabbed her arms and shoulders and spread my hand s across her huge thighs
... ..I have never been fucked so intensely in my life, she was raping me
there, on the floor in her home and even if I did fight her, she could easily
kill me.

We continued till both fell asleep, and when I awoke, she was there, sitting
in a chair, with a swim suit on. Legs spread and arms still pumped, telling me
she was ready to wrestle some more and continue where we left off. Man, I was
in heaven.