Lori




I first saw Lori when she was working as a bartender at the local and most
popular bar on campus. She stood out with her larger than life personality,
her ability to make anyone laugh, her big tits and hot figure, her flowing
brown hair and her authentic smile. She was a big girl for sure, 5'7 and 155
lbs but looked very athletic, nothing soft about her. I learned that she was a
competitive powerlifter at the school. I was captain of our division two
lacrosse team so I could hold my own at 5'11 180 lbs. No doubt everyone knew
Lori the bartender, from the gals to the guys. Between her bubbling
personality to her really strong sexy body we all knew her. Yet I did not know
anyone claiming to be her boyfriend and if nothing else I was dying to sleep
with her like I have done with many others. No, not bragging and not saying I
was a Wilt Chamberlain type who slept with a million women, however, I fucked
my share and as my friends used to say, I fucked THEIR share too. OK cannot
deny that, lol.

One late Thursday night I was at the pub watching Lori do her thing and as it
got later and me more drunk I decided it was time to get to know her. It was
easy too, not because I am so smooth, which I am I think but because she was
so easy to talk to. Her personality and wit were overwhelming and up close she
was super pretty and getting a better look at that powerful looking bod and
those big tits I knew I was going to take her back to my apartment and show
her what it's like to really have sex with an experienced guy. As I sat at the
now empty bar she stood there chatting with me and it was clear there was an
attraction and when we did 3 shots each, on the house of course, I knew I was
in. It was closing time and I volunteered to walk her to her car and she
laughed and said, you know I can take care of myself and stepped back a little
and started to do these muscle poses that blew me away. This chick had serious
muscle and was not shy about it in the least and talked about her weight
lifting as she did. Fuck this I thought, she is SO hot and those muscles and
her tits and that personality was insane! We playfully bantered some more when
she challenged me to an arm wrestling contest at the bar. Everyone knew she
was legendary for her arm wrestling since she was so strong as a result of her
being a power lifter. I have seen her whip on a lot of guys and the few drunk
girls who were dumb enough to try her out. Well, with an empty bar and the
hope of taking her to bed afterwards I gave it a shot. She had the big ol
smile on her face as she put her arm on the bar as a few people gathered
around. Its not like she is cut with distinct muscles but she is a big girl
with big arms to match and I knew all too well she was strong. Then again, I
am a college athlete myself and I too workout every day and it is ME who has
defined muscles and quite frankly I am the one who is far more popular than
her with the opposite sex, lets say. Well it was a competitive match, a lot
more than even I thought but after maybe 30 seconds she slammed my arm down on
the table to the roar and applause of those who saw it. Sure, I was
embarrassed and what did not help was her running around like she just hit the
winning home run in the World Series. She raised both of her arms and brought
them down in a huge double bicep pose as she smiled and called me a wimp and
then did this little dance behind the bar as people cheered her on. Yeah, I
was pissed off since she was a bad winner and I hate that. I muttered to
myself more than once, "fucking stupid cunt" and wanted to leave but knew I
had to let her have her few minutes of fame.

OK enough I thought as I began to leave and said to her, good job and forced
out a smile and turned to leave. She ran out from behind the bar and came up
to me and asked me if I could walk her back to the dorms. At this point I
really wanted just to fuck her and not have anything to do with her conceited
ass so yeah why not I will walk her out and then to MY apartment and bang this
cunt like she she has never been fucked before. She told the owner she was
leaving and grabbed my hand and we walked out. I thought that was odd that she
would hold my hand but all good. We walked thru these wooded deserted paths
back to her dorm and talked and lord knows this girl can talk. I started my
first move by putting my arm around her and told her how hot I thought she
was. Truth is she was not my type. I thought she would have been based on her
personality but even though she had a good body it was not my type, too big
for me. I like em skinny and fit, just my preference. But my goal was still to
fuck her and fuck her GOOD. She went with the arm around her and did not
resist and if she did I would have said fine, drop her off at her dorm and say
bye. I was never and would never force myself on any chick, there are so many
I just go to the next one. Anyway, we walked and talked and figured I was in
but a few steps later there was an opening in the woods, a little opening and
she turned towards me and sticks out those big tits and says to me, "you are
really a cute guy and I LOVED beating you in front of my friends and seeing
your face look so pathetically sad". WTF bitch, why are you saying that I
said. She put her fingers over my lips and said "potty mouth follow me". We
walked to that little opening and she pushed me and said, "c'mon tough guy,
wrestle me". Wow, I thought this chick is nuts or maybe it was her foreplay.
OK I said, lets go. All I can say is that within seconds she was behind me and
was choking me out whispering in my ear "so you thought you would fuck me
stud?" "I see your nice little erection" " hmm, lover stud are things getting
grey?" and the next thing I knew I woke up in that field all by myself and was
pissed off, embarrassed and angry.

I was not going to confront her like an angry lover and figured this one is
nuts and time to move on. Two months went by and I did not see her anywhere
nor did I care. But one day after practice I was walking to my car and there
she was leaning against my car wearing a skin tight sweater that hugged her
huge hardbody that would make anyone, man or woman, double take. I was
indifferent, not kidding, I was over her in every way and yes she beat me in
arm wrestling and choked me out unconscious, all true, but I am secure enough
and getting laid enough I could not give a shit. I said "what do you want?"
and she was clearly taken aback by me having no reaction to her outfit she
stood straight and stuck out her chest and stuck out her hand and said " I
want to apologize for what happened" I did not offer my hand and said
"apologize for what?" This too surprised her. She said "well, for beating you
at the bar in front of people and later choking you out and leaving you there
in that field" I stuck out my hand and gave her a very weak handshake and said
" no problem" and went to enter my car. She blocked my way and said "that's
it, you're not angry or anything?" I told her that I was not and I had to go I
had a date. She was deflated by my reaction and the fact that it was clear I
had other women and her big tits did not mean much to me since I had other big
titted girls to play with. She slowly moved away and I drove away, glad I did
not take her bait since I did not need her. As I drove away I thought to
myself, this girl is really pretty, good personality and although not my type,
she did have a killer body. Oh well, screw that and did what I do.

The last week of school before summer break is a week long party. I saw her 4
different times and each time I did I was with another woman and she was
always with a gaggle of women, all of whom were from her team so they were all
quite fit. I ignored her but always found her stealing looks in my direction.
The day before summer break I was doing some wind sprints on the track when I
see her stretching at the gate but had no interest in stopping my workout. She
was wearing this sleeveless cutoff top and gym shorts and from the quick looks
I gave her she did look amazing. When I was done I began walking the track to
cool down when suddenly she runs up behind me and gave me a little push and
said "hey there lover" I looked over and said hey. She walked next to me and
began complimenting me on my physique ( I was shirtless and frankly, many
people complimented me on my body since I worked hard at it) and I thanked her
but never said a word about hers, something I would typically do if nothing
else but to be polite. She literally grabbed my arm and spun me around and
said "how about me lover?" as she did this little sexy walk and posed for me.
Her nipples were popping, the cutoff top revealed one tight hard looking abs
and she looked simply amazing I have to say but I played it low key and said
"yes, very nice" and kept walking. She ran in front of me and said " look I
apologize again for embarrassing you and beating you up, OK, and want to be
friends" I said, you did not beat me up, I was unaware this was a real fight
but whatever, sure we are friends and stepped to my left around her and
continued my walk. She was now angry and stepped in front of me and I never
saw anything but a smile on her face before this. She pointed her finger in my
chest and said " I know you are pissed off mother fucker but understand I am a
powerlifter and a damn good wrestler and can kick your wimpy ass any time I
want to" I said, well that's wonderful to hear and now excuse me as I cool
down and walked away from her. And finally she was gone ... .for now.

A year passed by and it was now my senior year and right before the Christmas
break when a bunch of us decided to go to the bar where she was working the
bar. Truthfully, not like I forgot about her but in some ways I did. I was
seeing someone I really liked and thought about having a future with, my job
in one of the largest accounting firms was set so I was cruising through my
senior year enjoying every minute of it. I walked into the bar and there she
was doing her thing to help pay the tuition. I purposely avoided the bar and
stayed at a table with my friends and was having a ball with them as we always
did. I went to the bathroom and on my way out there she was waiting for me.
Immediately I noticed some weight gain which even though she was a big girl
surprised me but did not care that much. She literally blocked my way in this
narrow hallway and started to engage me in a conversation, friendly enough I
guess. When I was done updating her she told me that she blew out her knee was
unable to lift for a couple of months. I felt badly for her, a little at least
like I would for anyone who told me that, especially an athlete and told her
so. There were a few seconds of awkward silence when I tried to excuse myself
and get back to my friends when she grabbed me and began kissing me. I have to
say her strength was more noticeable to me at that moment compared to any
other time I was actually physical with her. Feeling her hard nipples in my
chest was one thing but I was unable to break free of her as she kept one hand
behind my head and the other around my torso. I struggled, literally struggled
for a few seconds and waited until she was done. She then pushed me against
the wall and there was no way I could move!!! The kiss was great I have to say
and I had an erection but at 22 I always had one and she stared up at me and
kissed me some more and I lost it, meaning I went with it. I never felt a pull
like that towards any girl I was with, it was overwhelming. She pushed me into
this supply closet and took off her T-shirt that had the bar name on it and
she was wearing a rather sexy bra holding those big tits up and looking at her
slightly flabby belly I instinctively pushed on it and she definitely had some
flab but underneath that was like pushing against a wall and she ripped off my
shirt in a split second and in no time she had me on the floor and was riding
me like a cowgirl. This babe was a powerhouse, cute as a button, more
personality than anyone and was totally into me, it was awesome. In short
order I dumped my girlfriend and started dating Lori.

We ended up moving in together after college in this small town near Boulder
where we both found good jobs in communication. We made good friends and life
was good as she started working out again, lost the body fat although she was
always a big thick girl and I liked the weight loss and loved her strength and
she was totally sexy even though she was a thick lady, not what I was ever
into. We wrestled so much that we bought mats for the basement and I would
estimate she won 75% of the time. After about two years I remember choking her
out for the first time and lets say she was a serious sore loser which
surprised me. I ended up doing that 9x before OOPS, she got pregnant. No more
wreslting that's for sure, lol. Two years later another oops and we were a
real family now. Now as a full fledged mom she was doing a great job raising
them as I was busy with work, all was good. Except ... .. to be honest, I met
her she was about 155 according to her and when we were married and she
started working out again she was 140 and hotter than shit and she knew it,
owned it and I loved it! She dressed in a more sexy way, her muscles were MUCH
more prominent and I even liked that, her belly which was always laced with
muscles I knew but now one can see them and we fucked like rabbits. I loved it
or I should say WE loved it. But now after 2 kids and all the mommy stuff she
ballooned to my weight which was still about 185-190 and I was not finding
that attractive. YES, I still loved her very much and would never stray on her
but she had a belly. I could not really tell her of course as no man should
say that to a woman but she knew how I felt. The straw that broke the camels
back was when we were all going on a beach vacation to the Carolinas with 3
other families and she came out of the bathroom to show me her new bikini. I
almost died since it really was inappropriate for someone that big to be
wearing a bikini. I had to tell her, I did not want for someone else to say
something and it really looked stupid. I said it gently and nicely and was
surprised she did not realize it. She was upset with me for a while and then
admitted that I was right and just shook her head and realized she screwed up.
Then I suggested that she begin working out again, with a trainer if she
wanted and start doing anything aerobic and control her food intake, she was
on board.

I did not ask a lot of questions but whatever she was doing was working.
Within 6 months she was looking better and within a year she was back to her
college weight and looking great. Her shoulders, arms, legs and belly were
looking great. Again we fucked non-stop and did some wild things while the
kids were in the house watching TV, it was fun. What was she doing? Boxercise
classes! I thought it was cute and if she enjoyed I would happily pay. Being
the athlete she was her whole life she became competitive. She did things in
the class I was unaware at the time until I noticed one night over dinner her
left eye was swollen. She was coy about but all she said was "well ya should
have seen the other guy" and laughed. I let it slide until the day she told me
she was entering the local toughwoman contest. She explained what it was,
invited every friend we had to watch while I was not the happiest guy in town
knowing my wife was going to be boxing in a real ring VS some other women.
They wore headgear but still.

The place was filled with excitement and we watched 4 other women battle it
out until it was her time. She looked amazing and the other woman looked
formidable too. It was supposed to be 3 rounds and when they finally rang the
bell I had a pit in my stomach. Lori comes out and lands this lightening fast
4 punch combination to this other girls jaw (never knew her hands could move
that fast) and puts the girl on her back like unconscious on her back.
Everyone around me, all of our friends were up on their feet cheering but for
me I was still processing what happened. Truly amazing.

We all went out to celebrate over drinks and stuff and Lori was the happiest
person alive and when we got home, in all my years, I have never seen her so
hot to screw me like never before. Hey, if this what boxing does for you go
for it baby. She was very into showing me how strong she was, like I did not
know that, but this was on a another level, really. Her core, her abs,
seriously were amazing, just loved it. Her shoulders, back and chest, when she
really showed me, was so developed and layered with muscles it was wildly
impressive. Seeing how much I liked what she was showing only turned her on
more and she became very dominant and that was fun. A lot of fun.

Now one year later her parents volunteered to take the kids to Disney and Lori
and I took our first non kid vacation. We rented a house in Florida through a
friend at work who owned it as a vacation home. Really nice, private, walking
distance to the beach, really nice place. The first day there, we arrived at
about 3PM, we had 4 orgasms by the time we went to sleep. So nice to finally
have sex as much as we want without the kids being around. And seriously, I
love my kids to the hilt but did not miss them for this week. On day 3 she
asked me to come outside and spar with her. Well, I never sparred in my life
and knew at this point Lori was a beast. By this time she had one 4 tough
woman contests and in the last one where we flew to Ohio, she stopped all 4 of
her opponents in the first round. It was serious stuff watching her lay these
tough woman out and Lori never looked so good. Anyway, I agreed to "spar" with
her and in some ways it was a mistake and in others not so. Look, I was
married to an athlete, a former power lifter, a good wrestler and a really
good boxer. I loved her to death that was for sure. When I finally put the
gloves on she made me wear headgear but she did not. We wore 12 oz gloves and
she wore a lovely bikini top and those huge tits were my favorite and shorts
and I wore a t shirt and shorts in this private yard. It was about 8:30 PM and
it was an experience. I had no chance and she punched me about the yard and
dropped me on my ass 4x before the end of the psarring. She talked her shit
the whole time, the kind of stuff we did when we wreslted but now she was
clearly in charge and we both knew that. I felt the blood coming out of my
nose and every time I wiped it she punched me in my face and called me
pussyboy. I tried to fight back but she was too good and fuck me the next
thing I know I am on my back looking up at her straddling my chest not knowing
what happened. So I asked her, what the fuck happened and she sheepishly
looked down at me and said, honey I just knocked your shit out and then she
raised her hands and was bouncing on my chest saying " I just knocked out my
husband, I just knocked out my husband ... .." She was a sore loser and a sore
winner and I knew that. When she got off me she immediately took off the
bikini top and I felt woozy for a moment and she grabbed me and held in those
very strong, power lifting arms.

All I will say is, from that moment on my GREAT wife who I love has dominated
me in ways I never imagined that I would submit to nor that either one of us
ever thought was in our heads. Basically, I am her sex slave, period. No, no
hardcore painful stuff but in private a LOT of sexy domination. Things such
as: having me jerk for her while wearing certain outfits she likes me to wear,
muscle worship- a lot of that, performing for lets say, and a lot of creative
role playing. She is always in control and always reminding me and making me
say, in a LOT of scenarios, that she can beat my ass anytime she wants.

I love this woman forever!