Jana and her body scissors
By Session Man



Slowly, my eyelids fluttered, and I began to see dim, unfocused light. I
sensed a hand massaging my neck. The fingers were strong and probed deeply.
Then, without warning, something started crushing my waist. I opened my eyes;
uncertain of what was happening or where I was. To my surprise, and pleasure,
I saw, and felt, two large muscular female thighs holding me in a body
scissors. A woman was sitting behind. And somehow, we were in bed, naked.

"Well, well, I see that you're finally awake," said a deep female voice in
English, with a German accent.

Then it came back to me. I remembered drinking at the bar in Vienna with Jana.
She was a dark-haired, very muscular woman of about forty years old. When I
first noticed her, she gave an immediate impression of self-confidence and
power. She was wearing a black sleeveless dress. Every man in the bar seemed
to be captivated by her muscular biceps and solid forearms. I sat next to her
at the bar and we talked for perhaps an hour. Whenever she crossed her legs,
her dress would ride up, revealing very powerful looking, muscular legs. She
invited me back to her apartment. I recalled entering her apartment and
finishing a drink that she offered, but that was all I could remember.

"What happened----ohhhhhh!," I screamed as Jana squeezed tightly with her
thighs. God, her legs were strong. I felt her quads and couldn't believe how
ripped and hard they were.

"Shit. You're squeezing too strongly," I said in pain, barely able to get the
words out. She relaxed her grip. "What's going on? How did I get between your
legs?"

"Well, Bill, you said that you wanted to feel my muscles. It's what I wanted
too. Don't you remember talking about scissors holds in the bar?"

Somewhat vaguely, I recalled this and said so to Jana. "But what happened?"
She was beginning to tighten her thighs again. I had to admit, it was totally
erotic. I ran my hands down the full length of her thighs, feeling large slabs
of delicious muscle. If this wasn't a dream, I must be heaven.

"Well, I decided to relax you after we got to my place, so I put a little
something in your drink. While you have been passed out, I carried you into my
bedroom and undressed you. I must say, your body is better looking than I
thought it would be. I mean, all of your body," Jana smiled, as she reached
down and grabbed my penis. She stroked it a few times and said something in
German that I didn't understand. Again, she contracted her legs around my
waist.

"No, no, no," I yelled, as she crushed my lower ribs. "Jana, that's too much
pressure!" She let up a little, but still held me firmly between her inner
thigh muscles. Suddenly, she brought her left arm up and around my throat. She
interlocked it with her right bicep and put her right hand behind my head.
This was a classic rear choke hold.

"Bill, I think it's time for some fun. At least fun for me," she said. With
that, she began to slowly choke me out with her arms, while squeezing her
thighs so tightly that I literally thought I would die. She held these two
holds for maybe ten seconds, and then she relaxed both holds. After a brief
interval, she'd did it over and over again. I lost track, but it seemed like
she did this maybe ten times. I tried to pull her arms off of my throat, but
it was impossible. Jana's arms were just too powerful.

I was sweating, and to be honest, I was freaking out. Who was this woman? How
dangerous was she? Was she merely testing me, or did she get her rocks off by
torturing men?

"Listen, let's talk about this," I said, now afraid that she was mentally
unstable.

"Bill, I don't want to talk. I want to do this." Jana clamped her thighs so
tight, that I thought maybe she was some type of trained killer. She lifted
herself up onto her hands, as she put even more force into her body scissors.
I pounded on her legs, but it was useless. Nothing was going to break her
scissors hold. I couldn't even scream, because I couldn't catch my breath. She
did this for about five minutes. As I was about to pass out, I heard a loud
pop. Oh my God, Jana had just broken one of my ribs.

I must have indeed passed out, because suddenly I was aware that I was lying
on my back, on the bed. Jana was lying on top of me, her thighs still wrapped
around my waist. I tried to move and a pain jolted my right side.

"Sorry about your rib," said Jana. "This happens sometimes. I guess this is
why I don't have long-term boyfriends." She gave a small laugh. She began to
slide her body over mine. She rubbed her clit against my penis. God, this felt
good. My brain told me to get away from her, but my penis said, let's stay
around awhile. Jana increased the speed of her grinding. I could feel my dick
growing as she gyrated back and forth. She wasn't a lightweight. I estimated
that she weighed maybe 160 lbs. I also recalled that she was of average
height, so her muscular build was pretty solid.

As she moved even more quickly, her thighs tightened around my waist. This
restricted the range of her movement somewhat, but didn't stop it entirely. I
ran my hands over her butt, her back, and along her thighs. Jana was, without
a doubt, the most muscular woman I had ever met. Her world-class body was
truly amazing. And this situation, it was a little scary.

She started breathing more heavily. Jana relaxed her scissors momentarily as
she rapidly rubbed her body over mine. I could tell that she was reaching a
level of excitement that I hadn't seen as yet. Jana began to groan and make
little noises.

"Bill, I'm going to squeeze you REALLY, REALLY tight. I can't cum unless my
thighs are squeezing to the max." She reached down and inserted my hard penis
into her vagina. Then she slid into a position so that her thighs were once
again locked around my lower waist. I could feel her crossed ankles below my
body. And then she began the ultimate body scissors.

The pressure of her thighs was so intense that I couldn't cry-out. She thrust
her pelvis against mine, while her thighs tightened so that I could barely
suck in any air at all. My dick was throbbing with pleasure. Her vagina was
tight, and her movements were so sexually coordinated that I was cuming in no
time. She drained my dick after a few minutes; she screamed with delight as
she came as well. Her frantic movements finally began to slowdown. It took
another minute or two for her to relax, and to ease-up on her body scissors. I
was breathing heavily; my body was sweaty; and I was totally exhausted.

Jana rolled off of me. As she lay on her side, she draped one massive thigh
over my chest. With her free hand she caressed my face. "Oh, Bill. You were
great. I haven't had a lover like you in ages. Are you feeling all right?"

"Jana, you almost killed me. Do you always have to squeeze so tight to cum?"

"Yes, I do." She moved her hand to my penis and gently stroked it. "You're
still pretty big, Bill. Maybe we are not yet done for the evening," she said
with a big grin on her face.

"You have to be kidding," I replied. "I probably need a doctor to look at my
ribs."

"Nonsense," said Jana. "As I said, this happens all the time. I have some
professional tape that I use to wrap these injuries. You'll be fine in a week.
The questions, is whether you really want to miss this opportunity to cum
again while I hold you between my thighs." Jana was still smiling and began to
stoke my penis harder.

I rolled toward her and our lips locked in a long passionate kiss. After a
minute, I broke the lip lock, and said, "How can I possibly say no. Let the
squeezing begin."

Jana squealed with excitement and rolled on top of me.