Diane, The Muscular Trainer
by Johan



I was sitting at a diner one day having lunch and reading the paper when this
woman walked in. She was a sight to behold. She must have been six foot one
and from her size must have weighed in at 240 lbs. Wearing white shorts that
were cut high on her thighs, she showed some serious muscle that continued
down to her well muscled calves. She had short white socks and some cross
trainer sneakers on, and when she walked her muscular thighs would flex as
well as her calves. Taking off her warm up jacket she had only a red polo
shirt on with one of the local gyms logo. She looked for a place to sit and
when she asked if the seat next to me was taken, I said no and please have a
seat. As she placed her elbows on the counter, I couldn't help but notice that
her arms were much more muscular than mine and most certainly stronger too. I
would sneak a glance at her thighs that now really spread across her seat but
still stood tall and strong. I guess I must have been staring because she
whispered asking me if I like what I see. I apologized for staring and she
said it was quite alright. I was always interested in strong muscular women
and often fantasized about wrestling or being dominated by someone like her.
She introduced her self as Diane and mentioned that she was a trainer in all
aspects off sports, being either physical or nutrition or self motivation. I
told her that she was probably the most muscular woman I ever saw and my voice
must have quivered as I spoke and a sly smile ran across her face. She moved
her face close to mine and whispered again and asked which one are you? I
looked at her and was really intimidated and meekly ask her what she meant.
Diane said, with her face only inches from mine, "You know, Are you the type
that loves muscles on women and loves to worship them, or are you one who
likes it rough when you have sex and be controlled. Or maybe, are you the type
that likes to wrestle and be pinned by a big strong woman? Oh, I know your
type, little guys that are scared to death of a big strong woman that could
kick the shit out of you. I get it all the time and just can't be bothered,
Some times I get calls in the middle of the night from the guys at the gym
asking me to do things to them and then they hang up because they are so
scared to do anything, afraid they may actually get what the want!" Then she
grabbed my chin in her hand and asked" Well what is it, have you got the
balls? "

I didn't know what to say or do but just stared as she squeezed my chin, with
her biceps swelling. "I didn't think so." And with that said, pushed my face
away. I stared down at my plate, my heart pounding and my whole body
trembling. Without looking up I softly said, "I'm all of that, worshipping
wrestling, I love everything about you, the fact that you are taller,
stronger, more muscular and that if we were to wrestle, you could pretty much
kick the crap out of me".

"So, you want to worship my muscles? Make me feel good? Are you afraid of me?
I told her yes I was but that's what really gets me hot. She asked me what I
wanted to do and I asked if I could come to her house. She said sure and told
me where she lived and that I was to be there at eight. She also told me to
bring a swim suit seeing that she had a hot tub and pool too.

I got to her house and rang the doorbell. When she answered she let me in and
slowly pulled me to her. She was dressed so that her massive body was not
revealed and she wrapped her arms around me and hugged me as she lifted me
slightly off my feet. Even with her body covered it was easy to tell that she
was big and muscular and wicked strong. She put me down and told me to come in
and check out her place. It was a big house with lots of rooms and a complete
gym with wrestling mats like the ones they use for college style wrestling. We
sat around and had some lite snacks and she asked me why I was so interested
in women like her. I told her that when I was only eight, I saw a Popeye
cartoon where a shapely buxom woman ran the gym where he worked out. Obviously
Olive oil got jealous and they proceeded to fight. The gym owner was way too
strong, that was till Olive ate some spinach ... and you know the rest. But
what got me was that I was mainly interested in the strong looking gym owner
and wondered what it would be like to wrestle her. She was amazed that it
started so long ago and that I was fifty and still crazy about it made her
smile. She stood up in front of me, still with her body covered up and asked
if she was strong enough to take on that gym owner. Teasingly, I said I wasn't
sure and she smiled slyly and said "really?" She grabbed the bottom of her
shirt in the front and also the top of her sweatpants and slowly exposed her
abs. "Do you think her stomach was as muscular as mine?" She firmly took my
hand and placed it on her abs, and asked me again. I could only groan and say
that she wasn't even close. "Sexy isn't it, strong hard solid abs". Then she
grabbed the back of my head by my hair and forced my face into her stomach and
told me to lick and kiss them and I did as I had no other choice. I reached
around with both my arms and held her by her ass and the back of her thighs. I
could feel her muscular legs as I kissed her abs as she firmly held my head.
She let me continue for a few minutes and then pulled my head away and told me
that we have a lot of time. She stepped back and unzipped the side of her
warm-ups and exposed the most massive thighs that I have ever seen. She would
wiggle them side to side and then snap her thigh to attention. It stopped and
stood tall and strong and she repeated the routine. She slowly peeled off her
pants revealing a pair of tight sport shorts cut high on her thighs. Then she
stood on the couch were I was sitting with either leg on both my sides and
told me to feel and worship her legs. She was so tall that she seemed ten feet
tall where she stood and I also noticed that there was a bar that she could
hold onto that was suspended from the ceiling. She pulled herself up and
straightened her legs out so that they were above me and rotated them as she
flexed all the muscles in her legs. I reached for them and touched them but
she would lift herself so that the were just out of reach and when I started
to sit up she would push me down with her strong legs and sternly warn me that
I was not to leave my seat. She laughed at me saying that I am not ready to
worship her and continued to tease me with her flex and stretching moves. She
would use her arms to pull herself up pump her arms that I could only imagine
if they were as big as her legs must be massive! She dangled her calve and
told me to feel and love it and I did, it was huge and hard and she let me
kiss and lick her strong calves. She slowly lowered her other foot and with
each foot placed under my arms lifted me as she chinned her self. She told me
to climb her as if she was a rope and I did so, pulling myself up her strong
body. She watched me and smiled as I slowly climbed her finally reaching her
face to face holding on to her mighty biceps. She then encircled my waist with
her powerful thighs and again she started doing chins with me hanging on. She
was really hot and whispered in my ear" pretty strong eh? Really think you
could even compete against me? Are my muscles turning you on? I can feel you
between my legs and I say yes I am little man. You haven't even seen my arms
yet or my back and shoulders. You have no idea how strong I can be and what I
could do you ... .. Do I scare you? You have never met anyone so strong and so
sexy, have you?" She started to kiss my neck as she hung there without even
tiring and would pull us up every once in while. She really got me going as
she kissed and sucked on my neck. "Man, you are really getting hard aren't you
Do I turn you on that much? Does all this muscle get you so hard? Or would
wrestling me get you hotter, me pushing you around, overpowering you, yea that
would do it wouldn't it ... .wrestling me feeling my hot sweaty body naked
against yours. Squeezing you with my arms and strong muscular legs as I wrap
my whole body around you" She could tell I was breathing faster and my heart
was pounding. My manhood was lose and pressing against her crotch and I wanted
to get inside of her, but she was in control and it would be her decision when
and where if it were to happen, actually happen. She let me out from her legs
and we dropped to the floor with her now stand in front of me. I looked up but
she yelled that I was to look down, and with that she shoved me back saying
what a little wimp I was. She then grabbed my chin firmly in her hand and
lifted my head so that we were face to face with her looking down at me. Does
this turn you on too, me scaring you because I am so much taller, bigger and
stronger than you? Does this get you hard too? Still holding my face she
reached down and grabbed me and rubbed my now erect member. Ah, so it does eh?
Scared but still excited, that turns me on too. She then kissed me hard
forcing her tongue deep into my mouth and now held my face with both her
hands. As we kissed I was able to explore her body and lowered my hands to her
muscular butt and strong firm thighs. She was moaning as was I and kissed me
even harder as I felt her super hard body as she held me against the wall not
letting me escape ... ... not that I wanted to. But I knew she was in control.

She was still covered over her upper body but it was easy to tell that she was
as big on top as her legs were big on the bottom and her ass was also rock
hard. She had me against the wall and thrust her massive thigh up between my
leg forcing me up the wall and actually lifting me with one of her strong
legs. Her hands were placed on the wall on either side of my head and her face
once again in mine. Here she really started the verbal attack. "So you love
strong women, big, tall, and muscular with muscles that could hurt you. And
wrestling one of these? You would have no chance never mind getting into a
real fight, shit I could kick your ass with one arm tied behind my back.
Better yet, I still could even if you tied me to a chair! Look at me, I'm
taller, more muscular, and outweigh you, never mind that I am younger and a
lot quicker than you." Next, she stepped back, grabbed me by the front of my
shirt and held me in the air. Without any effort at all, she lifted me up the
wall with one arm. "Hey, she said mockingly, now you're taller than me" Once
again, show her strength she flipped me onto her shoulder and carried me
around telling me that I was just a lightweight and she was just starting to
have fun. Diane started doing some deep knee bends with me draped over her
shoulders to get warmed up and then got on the step master on spent a good 45
minutes doing an intense workout with me still on her shoulders. She was
getting hot and the sweat started pouring out of her and it was hard to hold
onto her. Next she carried me across the gym floor and dropped me in the
center of the wrestling mat, smiling she said she had something to show me.
And with that said she ordered me to stand and asked me what I thought of her.
I told Diane that I loved her strength and that the muscles I've seen so far
were huge and I could worship her all day, everyday. Good she said, because I
would love to have you here with me all the time. "But first, let me show let
me show you what you haven't seen yet. Would like that?" As she shoved me back
hard with her powerful arms and stepped back into me. Again she shoved me and
asked how much I wanted more. "Please" I said, show me more. Then with
lighting speed she grabbed me in a head lock and really cranked it up. My jaw
immediately started to ache and once again the verbal attack continued,
accentuated with serge of power as she spoke to me. "Come on! Come on! Fight
back and show me a little something, anything!" I grabbed at her thighs and
tried to trip her up and did manage to get her unbalanced and to my surprise
she went down. Problem was she still had the headlock clamped tight and now
had one of my arms trapped between her legs and the pressure was immense! As I
struggled she kept taunting me and attacked me verbally and physically as I
wrestled as hard as I could ... ..no use she was way too strong. Her wrestling
technique was amazing and she controlled me all over the mat using her legs
and arms as well as her body that was able to weigh e down and hold me in
place as she put me in hold after hold. She would lift me and toss me across
the room and chase after me, grunting and seeking me out for her next move.
Some were so painful that I was almost in tears and even then she would say
things about her being so strong and me so weak. But after wrestling her and
trying to defend myself, I don't think that there are too many men that would
fair against her and come close to winning. After about an hour of her kicking
the shit out of me she stood over my prone body and said that now I could see
her in all her glory. I started to get up but she put her foot to my chest and
shoved me down and held me firmly to the mat. I held her angle and calf and
even though she was applying a ton of pressure, her muscles felt great. She
told me to stay dome and that I could only watch from the floor on my back.
Slowly she peeled of her spandex shorts revealing a nicely trimmed pubic area
and ran her fingers thru the small patch of hair. I reached to touch, but once
again she slammed me down using her foot and yelled at me to stay. She stood
over me now straddling my body and slowly rubbed herself but let me caress her
legs (I made sure I kept my back firmly on the mat) , she was getting hot as
she masturbated above me and as she came she let her wetness drip onto my lips
and tongue. It was killing me that I could not have her. As she regained her
composure she looked down at me and lowered herself onto my chest rubbing her
pussy up and down my body and roughly grabbed both my wrists in her hand ,
that were quite strong and stretched them over my head, all the while rubbing
and grinding me hard. I tried to free myself so that I could touch her
magnificent body but she was too strong and started to pound me with her
torso. Every time she came down I let out a load moan of pain as she kept up
the attack on my body. If I tried to squirm lose she would slam her legs
together straightening out my body between her huge muscular thighs. "Don't
even try to get lose, I could crush you with my legs and bare hands, I am much
to strong for you little man!" And with that she slapped me hard across my
face; I could feel my face getting red as she slapped me again and again. I
tried to fight back but it was no use, she was so powerful and strong and
tears started to well up in my eyes. She must have felt bad as now she started
to rub my face and kiss me and cupped my head in her hands as she kissed me
deep again. "I am so sorry but I get so turned on when I get in control. My
muscles get hot and pumped I just lose control". I told her that I get the
same way when I see someone like her that my knees get weak and I start to
breathe hard and have to do all I can just to stop from reaching out and
touching the muscles I admire so much. She then said that if I really feel
that way that what I will see next will make me cum right in my pants. With
that said she sat up still straddling me and pulled her sweat shirt over her
head. As she did this her lat spread was so wide and powerful looking and as
the material peeled away her massive arms finally came into view. Then she
removed her spandex sports bra and her huge chest was now only inches from my
reach and her tits were strong with lots of muscle that held them in place.
Her shoulders were also huge and powerful and she took my hands and placed
them on her shoulders and told me it was alright to explore and feel her
hardness. I could not believe the size of her upper body and pulled my self up
so that I was only inches from her tits. She said" go ahead and suck on them,
but don't forget rest of my muscular body, because I ache as you do to have
you feel and worship me". As we rolled around the mat with me holding on and
kissing and sucking her, she started to peel off my clothes and pined me on my
back. Next she guided me into her and started to pump me hard and really power
fucked me till she came so hard that I thought she would break me. Diana
rested for a few minutes and then asked me what I would like to do. I told her
that I would want her to rough me up for 5 minutes without letting up and
doing as many things possible in that time. She stood up and now yelled at me
to get up, nice touch, and I jumped up waiting to see just what was going to
happen and how much of her torture I would be able to endure. She started to
flex her naked body telling me that I was in a lot of trouble and there would
be no mercy for the next 5 minutes. Diane pumped up her arms and flexed her
traps in a most muscular pose as she also snapped her quads to giant
proportions. She walk up to me and looking down told me to feel her thighs and
try and squeeze her massive biceps. As I tried to make a dent in her arms she
slapped me hard across my face and sent me to the mat. She stood over me
pushing me around using her feet and giving me a good kick as she punished me
with only her feet and her hands on her hips. "Come on and get up you little
shit! Show me something you weak little man! I rose up and tried to tackle her
by her legs and found my self battling her legs and losing as she moved very
fast, keeping me down as she pushed and kicked me with her strong muscular
legs. "Shit, you ain't nothing compared to me, I was hoping for a good fight".
She dove onto me and wrestled me using hold after hold, putting me in such
pain that tears were swelling up in my eyes. She got a full nelson on me as
she shoved my face into the mat with all her weight on me and quickly wrapped
her legs around me and dug her heals into my crotch. She powered me don so
that my chin was dug into my chest and her legs were grinding me with
pulsation of power. As she had me her mouth was close to my ears and the
verbal attack began ... ... ."so you like your women strong, big and muscular
... ... one that can kick your ass even kill you if she wanted, That's me ...
..strong kicking your ass now (she would accentuate her words by grunting as
she squeezed me and applied more power to her full nelson). Can you feel my
muscular thighs? Can you?!!! How dare you think you can fuck with me you piece
of shit!!!! She let me up but soon I found my head and one arm between her
thighs ... ..there I sat on the verge of blacking out as she shook me in a
vibrating leg scissor hold, all the while laughing and verbally taunting me.
She continued and the before I could pass out she picked me up and stood me up
and started to punch me and slap me and toss me around like I was a rag doll.
She had me in a front head lock and drove her fists into my stomach and just
about lifted me off the ground with each blow. I was a mess and I still had a
minute to go. Wrestle ... ..we continued, as she tossed me about and put a
hurt on me that I would never forget and take days to recuperate. I tried to
fight back and anything I tried was to no avail, she was just too strong and
big and muscular for me to do anything. She would pick me up and hold me as
she slapped me around and would lift me over her head and walk around claiming
she was a champion of our fight. When the time finally ran out she held me in
her strong arms and asked if I was satisfied with my request. Wiping the blood
from my mouth and nose I said it was something I have always dreamed of but
was too scared to act out. But based on the size of my erection it was all to
real and exciting for me. She bent down and took me in her mouth and while she
sucked she wrapped her strong arms around my legs and lifted me. It was so
cool to have a ride on this muscular beauty as she took me deep into her
mouth. Diane carried me to her bedroom and we made love and had the greatest
sex that I could ever imagine. Of course she was in charge and controlled the
speed of the love making so that I would last all night. As we rolled around
in her bed, I would wrap myself around her huge thighs loving her body. Her
calves as I kissed them were hard and yet the skin was soft, running my tongue
from her ankles to the top of her thighs, being careful not to get my head
trapped between those pillars of muscle .I would kiss her rock hard stomach as
I held onto both her biceps while she flexed. She wanted me to worship her and
this is what I did ... ... ..man, can dreams come true!!!!!!

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