Stephanie  Part III
By fbb.fantasy http://www.fbbfantasy.blogspot.com
Chapter three of an encounter between myself, and my girlfriend's personal trainer, Stephanie.


I stood across the living room from Stephanie. She was clearly eyeing me up.
She looked like a bull; her legs were cut to pieces, her waist small, and her
back was a perfect V out to small but powerful shoulders. Her legs twitched as
she stared at me, her quads snapped back and forth like bands.

"OK, Mark," she said. "Time for your education to continue."

She walked over to her gym bag and pulled two pair of MMA gloves out. She
walked over towards me, and handed me a pair of the gloves. "Put these on,"
she said. "I don't do any of that MMA stuff, but I used to box a little bit,
and still do it for fun, it's great cardio."

She stopped next to me, looked up at me and smiled. She slowly drew herself
very close to me, and for a second was a lovely woman in my arm, not this
domineering muscular woman. "Don't you want to touch me, Mark?" Stephanie
whispered to me. "I know you like Karen's body," she breathed into my ear.
"Don't you want to suck on my nipples, and lick chocolate off my stomach? You
can masturbate all over me while I'm doing pushups, the hot cum on my back
drives me crazy."

She pulled back away from me, and as quickly as she had become a soft lovely
woman, she was once again ripped and intimidating. "I used to box, Mark. It'd
be easy for me to kick your ass, that's boring. I want to show you that you
don't have a chance." Stephanie moved towards me and put her fists up. "Try
and hit me Mark, try and actually hit me and hurt me."

I'm not a boxer. I've never take martial arts. But, I've been around the
block, have definitely dealt with fights, and know a thing or two about how to
throw a punch. But, Stephanie was right. She was able to either dodge the
punch, or it just bounced off her shoulder or arm, or wherever I hit her. It
was tiring, and I was starting to sweat.

"Don't sweat you, faggot," Stephanie barked me. "I'm not nearly through with
you yet. You can't even hit me, Mark. You couldn't hurt me if you wanted to."
Stephanie moved right up to me, so we were pressed together. "I hope you're
starting to get the idea," she said. "Because if not, I can show you what I
mean."

Stephanie took her fist and drove it up into my stomach, completely knocking
the wind out of me. I fell backwards into the chair. "GET UP!" Stephanie
yelled at me. "I'm not done with you." She straddled my legs and looked right
into my eyes, smiling. "See what I mean? One shot, Mark. One shot. And to the
gut no less. God, Karen is right, you need to get in the gym. Get up here and
learn something."

She pulled me up again. "Punch me in the stomach, Mark. Do it as hard as you
can. Put your arm on my shoulder so you can hit harder." I punched Stephanie's
abs again and again, I could hear the whacking sound, but my fist never moved
them. Her abs were literally a solid wall. "I used to do 900 situps a day,"
Stephanie whispered in ear between me punching her. "I don't anymore, but I'm
still good for more than you've got."

Stephanie grabbed my swollen cock. "Karen was also right with this; you're a
well endowed fellow. I like that." She rubbed it slowly, squeezing it hard the
entire time. "Do you like this?" she whispered to me. "Do you like punching
me, Mark, and realizing that I'm stronger than you? I'm sure you doubted it an
hour ago, but you're realizing it now. Does it turn you on?" She let go of my
cock and took two steps back. She took her left hand and ran it across her
shoulder and down towards her abs, rubbing her chest and feeling her own
muscles.

Stephanie closed her eyes and softly bit her own lip. "Isn't my body sexy,
Mark? Isn't it perfect? I'm small, but I'm so strong, my body is so strong, my
muscles are so tight." She dragged her fingers into her crotch and slowly
began to touch herself, moaning loudly for a second. "Hmmmmmmmm" she moaned.
"Come here and touch me Mark. My abs are a rock wall. Come over here and touch
them, fell the ridges with your hands, then rub that bulging cock against
them. If you cum, you're going to regret it. Come here big guy, and worship
me."

I stood there for a second, not knowing what to do. It was starting to sound
more and more impossible that Karen wasn't in on this, and to be honest, I was
in the midst of living out one of my greatest sexual fantasies ever - banging
the ripped personal trainer - but I felt odd. "Stephanie, where's Karen?" I
asked. "Mark," she replied, flatly, "I told you Karen is ok with this. And
that doesn't even matter." She opened her eyes and looked at me, continuing to
touch herself and gyrate back and forth, "Get over here or I'm going to stop
touching myself, and start touching your face with my fist. I'm stronger than
you, and know how to box, Mark. Get over here and worship my fucking sexy body
or I'm going to beat your ass." She smiled at me coyly. "I know you'd probably
kind of like that, but don't worry, you'll have more chances to feel how
powerful this little package is."

Stephanie hit a double bicep pose than down into a most muscular. Clearly, she
had some experience posing as well. Her biceps were like little round balls,
her triceps were horsehoes around the back of her arm. Her shoulders and traps
were thicker than I thought they were at first, her traps bunched up and
bounced off her back in little balls. "Come here big man, and touch my arms,
feel how hard they are. Touch my shoulders and back, feel my delts, Mark,
they're huge for my size." Stephanie walked towards me, slowly. "Here, Mark,"
she whispered, "touch my body, touch my sexy body, tell me how sexy it feels,
tell me how hard it is and how strong I am." She softly grabbed my cock with
one hand, and hit a bicep pose with the other.

"Touch me, Mark" Stephanie said softly. "Tell me I'm sexy, tell me you think
my muscles are sexy, tell me you think my strength is sexy." I slowly rubbed
her bicep and tricep. They were hard as stone, I could not press down at all.
I think it's usually funny when people call their arms guns, but hers
literally were. "Do you think I'm sexy?" Stephanie asked me. "God yes," I
replied to her. "God yes you're sexy. You're so strong and so small, I've
never seen anyone like this, it's so hot." She let go of my cock and began to
run her hand down my side, pulling me closer to her. "Touch my breasts, Mark.
Rub my nipples. Pinch my nipples. Ooohhhh, yes, rub my nipples, Mark,"
Stephanie said, moving her hand back down to her crotch.

At this point there was no going back.