A strong older woman
By luffarungen.



luffarungen@hotmail.com

I got a request by e-mail so here is my latest story. These are the
characters:

Steve, 5'9, 26, 155 lbs.

Monica, 5'7, 44, 130 lbs.

The late date night this night had gone fine between Steve and Monica. It was
their first date and Steve's first date ever with and older woman. He was
skeptic about this but his friend who pushed him into this blind-date had
promised him two tickets to the Diamondback's game next week, should he go out
on a date with his relative Monica. At first Steve didn't know what to expect
but it turned out that the red haired Monica was a looker. Sure, you could see
she wasn't in her twenties but you knew that when she was in her twenties back
in the days, she must have been the most gorgeous gal in town. Also, she
seemed to have a fit, toned body underneath her dress. Steve guessed this, but
seeing as her sleeveless arms seemed toned and fit, he guessed the rest of her
had to be the same.

Anyway, the date had ended and Steve drove her home, a house in the suburbs.
As Steve walked her to the door she stopped right before the door and gave him
a nice, long kiss goodnight.

"Thanks for the wonderful date Steve. You wanna come in?" she said.

Steve thought about it for a second before he nodded yes and followed her
inside. As soon as she had closed the door the two began kissing passionately,
while taking their outdoor clothes off. As soon as both had done so, Monica
put her hands on Steve's buttocks, took a good grip, pushed up and lifted him.
Steve instinctively put his legs around her waist as the kept on kissing all
the while thinking "what the hell? how'd she do that?". Monica on the hand
didn't seem to think that this was anything special and began carrying Steve
through the hallway to the living room. When she reached her destination she
put her baggage down and the two stopped kissing.

"What the...how the.....", Steve began. "How did you do that?" he finally
blurted out.

"Easy silly", Monica said and flexed her biceps so that two round balls became
visible. "I'm strong, don't you think?"

"Ehh....yeah you are. I've never been with someone who's done that to me",
Steve continued.

"Well stick with me kid, and you'll get more!" Monica said seductively. "I
love carrying men around, makes me feel superior - a feeling I really, really
like".

"Yeah...whatever", Steve said, trying to shrug her comment about superiority
away.

Instead he kissed her again as the two began taking the rest of their clothes
off. Soon they were in their under wears and Steve was amazed to see just how
fit this older woman actually was. You could see the hint of a six-pack on the
stomach and her legs looked like a fitness competitor's. How did an accountant
get these, he asked her.

"I've always loved working out, pumping some iron, getting my body in shape.
And it's helped me to become strong enough to fulfill my fantasies of
dominating men", she answered truthfully as she gave him a passionate kiss.
Thereafter she bent down, put her right arm under his legs and the other on
his back and stood up, carrying her younger man in a cradle carry. Steve just
gaped at this feat of strength while Monica bounced her burden in her arms two
times to adjust his position before she walked 10 feet to her couch were she
gently laid him down. While she continued standing up she bent over, took hold
of his underwear and slid them down his legs to expose Steve's genitals.

"Ooo, me likey" she purred as she threw his underwear away, looking at his
erection. "And I guess you likey too, right?" she laughed and turned around.
The older vixen was wearing a red, laced thong so Steve could admire her firm
behind. Steve sat up and put his hand on her right buttock to feel the firm
ass. he squeezed a few times before Monica turned around and pushed him down
again. She sat down on her knees beside the couch and bent over. As Monica
engulfed Steve's penis in her mouth and began giving him a nice blowjob Steve
gave out a "aaah" sound. Monica moved her mouth up and down for a minute
before she suddenly stopped. She stopped up and told Steve sternly to stand up
too. Steve obeyed and within a few seconds Monica had bent down, put her
shoulder against his stomach and stood up with him falling over her right
shoulder, finding himself in an over-the-shoulder carry.

"I wanna do it in the kitchen", she said. "Never done it there before tihi".

"Eh....whatever you say Monica", Steve stammered, not knowing what how reply
really.

This was an unusual situation for him, never before had any woman dominated
him like this before, easily proving that she was much stronger than him.

Monica began slowly walking towards the hallway, feeling her lover's erect
dick against her chest. She purred when she reached the hall, really loving
every moment of this. She continued walking through the hall, easily carrying
Steve the 50 feet it took to get from her living room to her kitchen. She
finally put him down and looked at the table were a plate and a cup was still
standing. She pointed to it...

"Remove everything from the table, ok?" she asked Steve, somewhat sternly.

"huh?" was all he could say.

"NOW!" Monica ordered and Steve immediately hurried to the table and moved
everything off it and put it on the kitchen sink. When he came back to Monica
she wasn't smiling.

"I think you have to be punished darling. Turn around", she whispered.

"Punished? What are you talking about?" Steve replied, surprised.

"Do as I tell you....or would you really to unleash my wrath?" she told him.

Steve was about to say no when he thought the better of it. She was strong,
probably stronger than him form what he had seen. He didn't want to get beat
up by her when instead he could have sex with her, so he turned around.

"Now bend over!", she instructed.

Steve did as he was told and suddenly she spanked him, hard. he let out a gasp
and received yet another hit from her palm. This was followed of her gently
rubbing his buttcheeks the moment later cooing, "sorry my pet, but I had to
discipline you, you weren't following my orders - how can I be superior to you
if you don't do what I say?".

With that she turned him around and gave him a big, passionate kiss before she
proceeded to take her thong and bra off. "Wanna suck on these little fella?"
she asked the taller, bigger man. Steve nodded his approval, of course, and
Monica easily scooped him up in another front straddle. Steve began sucking
her nipples like a madman as Monica stood there, holding him in her arms
effortlessly. After three minutes she finally let him down....just to put her
one hand between his thighs, getting a grip on his ass cheek and getting a
grip behind his head/neck with the other hand. She grunted softly and lifted
Steve up against her chest so that he was lying horizontally in the air in her
hands. Monica proceeded by taking 2 steps towards the kitchen before she lay
him down on it. She greedily looked at his dick and climbed onto the table.
She positioned herself on top of Steve and the two proceeded to have amazing
sex for half an hour.

Later that night, after their sex in the kitchen, while still laying on the
table taking some rest Monica suddenly stood up. She put an arm under his back
and the other under Steve's legs and lifted him up in a cradle carry.

"I had totally forgot hun, I have to get up early tomorrow so you'll have to
leave - now" she said as she began walking back to the living room. When she
reached the hall she began maneuvering his body and displayed her superior
strength by getting him from the cradle to a position where he was lying over
her shoulder, hanging there helpless, without putting him back on the ground.
She walked back to the living room fast and squatted down where his underwear
was lying. She grabbed it and stood up again, with Steve in awe of this older
woman's strength. She carried him back to the hall and put him down so he
could pick up the rest of his clothes.

"Aaah...." she purred to herself as she put him down. "I love carrying you
Steve", she said as she gave his dick a little tug. "We should do this again
sometime, soon" she continued as she lightly spanked his behind.

"Yeah, we sure got to!" Steve replied excited as he began getting dressed.

Suddenly, without a word, Monica set off for the kitchen. She almost ran there
and a minute later she was back, with her bra and thong on again. She turned
her back towards Steve.

"Let me carry you to your car. See it as me making up to you for this night to
have ended prematurely" she said.

"But what about your neighbours", Steve asked. "What if they see you carrying
me? And what if they see you in your thong?".

"No probs hun, nobody's home. Didn't you see their driveways when you brought
me home? Not a single car was there." she assured him. "Now hop on!" she
finished, with that demanding tone.

Steve was kinda afraid of someone seeing him being carried by a shorter, older
woman...but he realized he should obey her demands so he jumped onto her back
and latched his legs around her waist. Monica caught hold of his thighs and
bounced him up a few times to adjust his position, making his dick grow hard
again because of the rubbing against her back when being bounced up and down.
Monica opened the door, walked out and began walking down to his car 30-40
feet away as Steve lay his head down on her left shoulder, feeling secure.
When they reached the car she put him down for the last time this night and
Steve looked around, none of the neighbours were at home, phew! They kissed
goodbye and he got in his car.

As he drove away he thought to himself, "Wow, who tought wanting two tickets
to the Diamondback's game could ever be THIS good?".