Connie - my sister's "friend" - part III.
By Smog.

Connie and I were sitting opposite each other at one of the lunch tables at
the Park Caf'.

Connie had her boot-clad foot resting on my thigh and every so often her toes
poked my crotch just to check on my level of excitement, to keep me
interested, to distract me and just for the fun of it.

After the sexual encounter back at my sister's room, Connie had tried on some
different clothes to wear.

The first shirt was a tight maroon shirt that had an extremely low neckline.
The next was a

light green tank top with spaghetti straps on the top. It showed the most
cleavage and the most midriff, as it ended well above her belly button.

The final was a white button down blouse that was not fully buttoned past her
bra but was so stretched out by Connie's huge muscles that it looked
spray-painted on her. The short sleeves ended just below her rounded
shoulders, making her biceps look even bigger.

"You can see your bra through it." I said as my eyes went wide.

Connie just giggled, and donned a pair of black spandex tights that did little
to hide her huge muscled quads that bulged with each step she took.

Her enormous arms looked huge as they dangled relaxed in a 45 degrees angle
from her body.

With a perfect coat of makeup and her hair up in pigtails, Connie looked so
frightingly intimidating, yet to me soo very sexy.

While we walked to the caf', I could not help but sneak a glance or two down
to Connie's muscular arms and her incredibly breasts that didn't budge even a
micro-inch as she walked. Her muscles seemed alive like a symphony, bulging
and rippling.

I started to shake a little thinking about what she had just done me with her
muscles. I even got a hint of cold sweat.

"Are you getting nervous?" Connie asked and smiled a wicked smile, "Or are you
just attracted to me?"

She flexed her biceps fast a few times, making it jump.

"Hold your hand around it while we walk! Fell the power of my little girlie
biceps..!" she giggled to me.

That's just what I did and to me it felt so very sexy.

Connie looked intently at me.

"I'm thinking about getting a boyfriend. I just wanted to make sure he'll be
able to satisfy me, first, just like you did before!" She pressed her toes to
emphasize her point and I gave a barely suppressed cry of pleasure.

"Heh heh. You like that." She giggled.

"Ummm, well, yeah, but not there. I mean, not here, in the middle of lunch.
What if I ... . " I started.

"You just have to control yourself!" she grinned in a low voice and leaned
forward so only

I could hear. "Could I really make you come that easily?" She wiggled her toes
again. "Think about me with my big muscles being big SUPERPOWERED muscles.
Think about me all pumped up, flexing huge, hard biceps ... ..!"

"Connie, stop!" I pleaded.

"Make me!" she laughed as I tried to push her foot away.

"You win," I said quietly, my weak arms no match for her thickly muscled,
powerful thigh.

Connie then leans back a little and sexily brings her arms up and placed her
hands behind her head, causing her immense biceps to swell bigger than ever.
She then starts to kiss the huge bicep while at the same time watching me with
half closed eyes.

She reaches up with her left hand and caresses the massive biceps.

"God that feels so good. I enjoy being so powerful." She moans out aloud.

I could see many people staring in our direction and shaking their heads. This
was one aspect of being with a muscular woman that I never really gave much
thought to. I have to admit it made me a little uncomfortable.

I noticed a blonde girl a few tables over was staring intently at Connie. Her
tongue licked her slightly parted lips and her hands clasped her thighs as if
she were afraid that she was going to reach out and grab something she
shouldn't.

When Connie flexed her mighty biceps again, the blonde's chest started heaving
and she slid her left hand inside her pants.

"What's the matter? All the people staring got you feeling a little
embarrassed? You would rather us be alone when I flex for you?" Connie sucked
in her stomach and stuck out her muscular pecs in a most erotic pose.

I was feeling excited and confused at the same time.

"Connie ... please ..." I said in a quivering voice.

Seeing the hint in my eyes and hearing my now heavy breathing she found she
was pushing me too far and she stopped, reluctantly.

"You're pretty easy, you know."

We had our food and sat and ate for a while, talking about this and that. We
were really hitting it of.

"So are you dating anybody these days?" She asked in an offhand manner.

"Nope, no girlfriend at the moment." I grinned and shook my head.

"Oh so that means you're in the market." She smiled.

I nearly choked on my noodles.

"Most men don't like girls who are stronger than they are. You don't mind
though, do you?"

"What??...No ... Yes ... Yes I do!" I stammered in a low voice. "I find you
very sexy! Your muscles are so huge and sexy!"

Slowly she raised her arms and flexed her biceps. They bulged up amazingly.
Huge and hard, veins visible in her arms, and ohh ... her biceps looked so
muscular.

"Feel them if you want" She said leaning in over the table. She was
unsurprisingly proud of her muscle bound physique

I put my hand on her arm tracing the shape of her biceps and squeezed a bit at
the bulging mounds of raw muscle.

She wiggled her toes against my crotch and my heart raced and my penis
responded by pressing hard against the fabric of my jeans.

With a little cry, I stood up abruptly and excused myself to the restroom,
forgetting all manors.

As I got there I found that I needed to take a piss, but my mind kept trying
to show pictures of Connie's bicep, bulging out of her arm. I found that so
sexy, that it was difficult to piss.

I was just finishing as I felt a pair of strong arms grabbing me from behind.
A second later, I felt a pair of hard boobs crushed against my back.

"Connie???" I blurted out in surprise.

"Yes! How could it be anyone else ... ... with arms like these?" Connie said.

Still holding me tight with her left arm, she grabbed my member and started
massaging it.

In an instant, I felt it harden again and she didn't even stop after I was
completely erect. I felt her lick my ears from behind and I let out a soft
moan.

"Hey ... ohhh! What are you doing?" I asked in a high pitched voice. "You
can't do this to me!"

"Why?" She whispered innocently. "You want to feel my muscles, don't you?"

I was totally speechless now, so I could only nod.

"I'm so much stronger than you!" She said," And I can do whatever I want. Like
now, you're not "man" enough to fuck me, but I am more than enough woman to
fuck you. Do you understand?"

I reacted by pushing against Connie's thighs with my free hands, but the only
thing I felt was big, hard, pumped up muscles. My fingers traced the deep
valleys and huge bulges that were her thigh.

It accured to me that I was aroused both out of lust for Connie's incredible
muscles but also out of fear what she could do to me with those huge muscles.

She had a good grip on my erect member and she pumped it good ... ... but as I
was near the brink of cumming she stopped.

"Listen boy," she asked, "Have you ever been "had" by a girl?

"I am not a virgin!" I answered.

"That's not what I meant!" She said, "Have you ever been had by a girl, like I
"do" you now?" she asked again.

"Noooo!" Never!!" was the only answer I had.

"Then you are a little virgin. I love little virgin boys!" she blurted out
delightfully.

She grabbed my member hard and pumped again a few times, which brought me over
the edge and I spurted my load.

She released me from her grip and spun me around while taking a step
backwards.

My knees went weak, but her strong hand reached out and grabbed the front of
my shirt. She yanked me against her, making sure I bounced off her nearly
unyielding breasts.

With a little moan her one hand went behind my neck, making her awesome bicep
bulge against my cheek.

"Kiss my muscle, little man!" she whispers to me and tightens the grip around
my neck a little.

I could do nothing but obey her and turned my head and I put my mouth against
the soft skin, stretching over the huge, hard bicep of her right arm, and
started to kiss and lick Connie's huge, bulging bicep.

"Uhhmm! That feels so good!" she whispers, her eyes half closed.

Connie flexed it even harder, which almost made me dizzy with excitement.

"Uhhmm!" she purred, opened her eyes, gave me a quick, knowing smile, relaxed
her arm and then the moment passed.

As if nothing had happened she turned around and started out of the restroom
to go back to our table.

"Better get back so we can pay the bill and get out of here!" she said and
gone she was, leaving me panting for air with a hard on that seemed to never
end.

After lunch, we went to see a movie, "The Hot Chick", starring a very sexy
looking actress.

The actress was on a poster wearing a tight bodysuit showing off her
fitness-like physique that looked real sexy.

"Does that woman excite you like I do?" Connie asked upon me ogling the poster
a little too long.

"What ... !!! Why ... ..!!!" I said. "

"Well", she said, "your cock seemed to come alive again when watching the
poster!"

"That's...That's ridiculous Connie." I sputtered.

She looked me straight in the eyes.

"Do you mean that those small muscles of hers are having the same effect as
this body is having on you?" she said and then struck a double biceps pose.
Her hugely muscular arms jumped to life.

With that one pose my dick came back to life. I was as aroused as I had ever
been in my life and ashamed at the same time.

Connie then giggled, grabbed my arm and dragged me over to pay for the
tickets.

We took our seats, near the middle of the dark theater.

When the movie began, she nuzzled her head under my neck, I looked down at
her, and within seconds we were making out like the teenagers we were.

She was definitely aggressive, giving me painful hickeys, I tried to do the
same to her, but her neck was tight with muscle, it was hard finding purchase
on the rocky path. I started feeling her up, thinking it was completely fine
that I could squeeze her mighty arms or thighs, but she quickly moved my hands
to her breasts and ass, she sure knew how to do this whole theater making out
thing.

Unfortunately we didn't go un-noticed, we were warned once by an usher to stop
it, but we continued shortly after and were asked to leave.

"Well, what do we do now?" I asked.

"Well, I can think of something! Let's go to my place!" she said.

Continued ... ..