Tutoring
by Noizom
Giving some math lesson in the neighbourhood have some muscle-dream benefits


Email: szamocza@freemail.hu

Tutoring

A new neighbour moved to our block a few weeks ago. I was really busy at
school, but my parents were chatting with them a lot, and it was mentioned
that I was good at math, and their daughter just needed some improvement. I
had no problem with earning some extra money for summer, so they fixed an
appointment when we could start our little study club.

On the appointed afternoon I rang their front door bell and a beautiful young
girl (around 20) opened the door. She was sweaty and wearing loose training
suit.

"Wow, you must be Jeff! Hi, I'm Trisha. Is it 3 pm right now?" she asked
childishly.

"Yeah it is, and a math teacher should not be late, I guess!" I said trying to
say something funny.

"Right, come in. I'm so sorry, give me 5 minutes; I'm just quickly finishing
my workout. Its not gonna happen again, I promise! Please make yourself
comfortable in the living room!"

I sat down, and she disappeared into her room, leaving the door slightly open.
A few seconds later I could hear her loud breathing and I could see her
midsection as she was doing bench presses. When she finished she put back the
weight creating a loud noise. 'Jeez,' I thought to myself, 'that must have
been really heavy!'

She sat up, and went to the bathroom. A few minutes later she came out,
wearing a nice white short-sleeved blouse and a short jeans. Her hair was
still wet, and she was drying it with a towel.

This girl was simply a natural beauty. She was a bit smaller than me, with an
angelic face, perfect smooth tanned skin, and her body... It was simply mind
blowing, as I could see. I couldn't really study her upper body since it was
covered with the loose top, but she had amazingly muscular legs, with striated
quads. I tried to look confident and, of course, asked the most stupid
question:

"So, you are working out, huh?"

"Sure! Trying to be fit and healthy. And besides, I love muscles, as you can
see." She raised her right hand, making a single biceps pose. 'Holy shit!' I
thought to myself. She had amazingly toned biceps, almost ripping the loose
shirt.

"Wow, pretty impressive," I said.

"I just love them!" she said, caressing her muscles and finally she planted a
kiss on top of it.

She turned to me and said: "Lets start; I can't wait to learn some new stuff!"
She turned around and invited me to her room. It was large, with a lot of
training equipment, and a table almost in the middle. The room also had a
balcony, with a nice view of the fields and an early afternoon wind was
blowing the sheer white curtain.

We sat down at the table facing each other. She put on her black-rimmed
glasses, which made her even sexier, and the lesson started. I quickly
realised that she wasn't a fool at all, but in fact she was quite intelligent.
Her previous school was really at a low level, but I knew we wouldn't have
serious problem with her development. As we went into depth in math I

During the lesson I could study her upper body, when she was looking down to
her book. Her blouse was cut, and since her skin was wet when she dressed, it
clung to her body like a second skin. The first button was not done, and it
was clear that she was not wearing a bra. It seemed that she didn't have a
huge breast, but from the deep cleavage it was clear that it was made of toned
muscles.

A couple of times she caught me peeping, and gave a small smile, which brought
me back to the topic we were discussing. She was really cute, and had a really
nice sexy tone of voice, too. She was also wearing a light summer perfume, so
I was having a moderate hard on during the whole lesson. I knew I fell in
love.

>>From time to time she played with her hair using the towel, and it showed me
again her incredibly ripped biceps even in relaxed state. That was the sexiest
hour in my life.

Unfortunately the lesson was over too soon. She followed me to the gate, and
as we were saying goodbye to each other, she asked if I had talked about my
fee with her parents.

"Not really. I mean, I wanted to know if it makes sense or not to teach you
first. Sometimes it's just a waste of time... to be honest."

"Yeah, it's true. May I ask you a question?"

"Sure, no problem!

She looked me in the eye and asked: "Is there a chance that you were looking
at my muscles during the lesson? Did you like them?" I was shocked how direct
she was with me.

"I don't know. To be honest, I have ever seen such a muscular girl before in
my life."

"That was not the question. Let me get the correct answer!" she said, and as
she was facing me, she raised her arms and... really slowly... made a double
biceps pose. The sleeves of her shirt slowly tightened under the tension. I
should have looked confused and started to have a hard on.

Then, with one hand she ripped the other shirtsleeve and tore it completely
off; the huge biceps became completely visible. They were extremely huge. She
pointed with her right index finger to her left biceps.

"This is what I'm talking about. Come on, feel it!"

I touched it with my finger, and it was hard as a rock. My cock kept on
growing harder, too. She reached down with her left hand and touched my member
gently.

"You don't have to answer; I understand everything perfectly," she murmured.

She pulled down my zipper and released my cock from its prison. It felt so
great as the gentle afternoon wind surrounded my member. She unbuttoned the
lower part of her shirt, and pressed the head of my penis to her chiseled abs.
The very top of it she placed into her navel, and she started to stroke me
right in front of their door.

With the same rhythm she flexed and released her amazing biceps, and let me
caress it with both hands. It was so round, full, and hard, I had to use both
my hands to cover it. My legs were shaking from the excitement. Then, she
increased the speed and moments later I ejaculated all over her killer abs,
while she kept her biceps completely tensed. When the last drop of my semen
left my cock, she gave me a very sensual kiss on my lips.

"We have now discussed your fee. I will take the money from my parents, but I
will invest it into the development of my body. I guess it will be beneficial
also for you," she said, and winked at me. I walked home alone on the deserted
streets and I couldn't help but to think of her.

A few days later we had another tutoring lesson. I rang the bell and she
opened the door with a huge smile. Of course she was beautiful again, wearing
a sleeveless top and white knee-length skirt. Maybe I didn't remember well,
but now her upper body seemed even more muscular. She had beautiful round
deltoids and thick arms. Her pecs seemed even bigger from the serious workouts
she made in the last days. She invited me in, and we headed to her room. As
she walked before me I could see that even her calves made a noticeable
development. Jeez, she was getting even bigger just in a few days!!

We sat down in front of each other and the lesson started. I recognised again
that she was not just beautiful but also very intelligent. She completed all
the homework I had assigned perfectly, and we worked on new issues. After
about 50 minutes of serious concentration and focusing on math, we both
started to get mentally tired.

Suddenly, I felt her foot probing my crotch under the table. I looked at her
in the eyes and she removed slowly her glasses looking at me with a curious
smile without saying a word. What could I have said?  Her touch felt amazing
on my shaft.

"Close your eyes big boy!" I did.

"You know, I have just finished my extreme leg workout and my muscles are just
aching for a massage. Feel them!"

I reached down under the table and grabbed her calves. Holy shit! They were so
strong and invitingly warm. I used both my hands to explore those ripped
beauties. I love muscular calves, but these were beyond my imagination. They
must have been bigger than my upper leg. I was caressing them for long
minutes.

Then she slid down a bit, and my palms could touch the biggest quads of my
life. Their roundness and hardness was mind blowing. I could feel all the deep
separations between huge muscle groups as she alternately flexed and relaxed
them. I tried to squeeze them really hard, but I guess I couldn't make a small
print on them. How can they be so big? I was wondering. I got a decent hard on
in the 15 minutes I was massaging her lower part.

Suddenly she pulled back her legs and I opened my eyes. She took a candy into
her mouth and said, "Would you like to help me finish my upper body workout?"

"More than anything!"

"Follow me!" She rose and walked to the bench bar, and when she reached it,
with one slow motion she tore apart her tank top. As she did that her muscles
got pumped up and I realised how super-wide and covered with huge muscle hills
her back was. I had to concentrate really hard not to touch them.

"Remove it!" I removed the remnants of the tank top from her back. Now she
laid down on the bench and started to do bench presses. It was amazing just
watching her upper body exploding under the heavy weights. She was pressing
200 kg, and after about 50 reps she said:

"I need more! Your ecstatic face gives me extra power, and I want to push my
limits. Put 20 kilos on each side, quickly!"

"What? It's impossible!" I said.

"Do it!" she commanded! I put them on, and I stood at her head, because I was
afraid, that it was too much for her. She concentrated and began her reps.
This was mind blowing. Her naked upper body just filled up with blood, and her
pec muscles began to grow in front of my eyes. She made 20 reps and said:

"More!" I put 20 kg on each side again.

"Undress and sit on my abs!"

"Sure? I'm afraid you cannot press it! This is 280 kilograms, for gods sake!"

"I won't tell you again!" I did as she ordered.

Seconds later I was naked, sitting on her washboard abs. My balls were pressed
to the warm muscle stones of her. I got an extreme hard on and she put a kiss
on the head of my penis. She leant back and continued her extreme workout. The
arc of her back on the bench accented her pecs, which got so big, I could
hardly see her face. I couldn't hold back anymore, and caressed those muscle
monuments like a madmen. She had almost no fat on her breasts, but they still
were huge and round from the exploding muscles. My palms were not able to
cover them at all. Her nipples were completely erected. She made 30 more reps
and with a huge last moan she racked the weights and breathed heavily for a
few minutes. This elevated her upper body also. She pressed my cock down on
her chiseled abs and rested her palms on top of it.

After some relaxation she sat up, and gave me a kiss. My cock was pressed
tightly to her deep cleavage surrounded her pec muscles.

"We'll be finishing with some arm workout. I'm going out to the balcony;
please bring me those dumbbells." She pointed to two 40 kg dumbbell in the
corner.

I grabbed them, and I almost could not stand up. I couldn't remember if I ever
had to carry something as heavy as this before, since all together they were
80 kgs.

Slowly I walked out to the balcony and she was facing me making a ponytail of
her hair. Her biceps were almost the same size as her head. She was looking
directly at me while sucking another sweet in her mouth.

I reached her as she finished her ponytail. My cock pointed her muscular abs.
Looking deeply into my eyes, she lifted up her skirt and pressed down on my
cock using one finger, till the head of my penis was touching her crotch. I
realised she was not wearing underwear.

"Closer!" I stepped to her until our chests were touching, and my cock slid
into the muscle tunnel made of her upper quads and her wet lips. She gently
squeezed me down there.

As our upper bodies came together, her erect nipples penetrated my skin
powered by the striated muscles under them. I could feel her warm breath on my
face. She fondled my neck with her hands, and gave me a sensual kiss. Her lips
were sweet and cherry-flavoured from the candy she was sucking. My penis was
growing even more into her. We kissed for long minutes, till I felt I would
collapse under the huge weights I was still holding.

"Let me help you," she said and took the dumbbells. God, I felt so light after
she rescued me from them. She gave me one last kiss, and started to do biceps
curls. 'What the fuck?' I thought to myself. I was almost dying just carrying
them here.

She made 50 reps, and with every curl she also flexed her quads around my
shaft. I cannot describe the sensational feeling it gave me. Being firmly
attached to a muscle-beauty while she was working out, and my shaft being
surrounded by her enormous quads and wet lips was more than I could imagine. I
caressed her muscularity all over during her workout. Suddenly she stopped and
raised her straightened arms with the weights horizontally to her sides. It
first gave some extra pressure around my shaft, but then she straddled her
legs and raised on her tiptoes. My cock was released from the muscle-tunnel.

"Remove my skirt!" I kneeled down and peeled it off through the muscle hills
of her enormous quads. I loved the way those prominent legs muscles appeared
from under the skirt. I kissed her legs all over, while she was standing in
this statue-like T position towering over me. All her muscles reached an
extreme hardness and I could hardly see her face from the floor. When I was
ready, she slowly turned around and I continued my kissing journey up the
backside of her calves and upper legs. I paid special attention to those
ripped bowling ball size muscle globes - her glutes. I could have played with
that fabulous body part for hours. The upper part of it was almost horizontal
when she leant a bit forward and said.

"Drive your cock into me!" I stood up, and realised she was still keeping
those 40kg dumbbells horizontal without the smallest trembling. I took my
extremely rigid penis and slowly pushed through the muscle walls of her glutes
and into her tight vagina.

"Deeper!" she commanded. I grabbed both side of her hips, and pulled myself as
deep as I could. I looked down and saw as she tightened her glutes around my
disappeared shaft. Her ass became a striated muscle ball and I felt tremendous
pain.

"Can you feel it?"  and as I couldn't say a word from the pain, she released
it, and played with her muscles for minutes down there. I don't think there
was anything she couldn't control with her muscularity. Her arms were still
horizontal, and I could caress her deltoids and cable-like neck muscles.

"Ready for the last ride?" I didn't know if I was; I don't think my answer
would have really mattered at all. "Grab my pecs!"

I reached forward around her and put my palms on those perfect huge muscle
hemispheres. My big palms were not enough to cover half of them.

"Fasten your seatbelt, big boy!" I didn't know what she exactly meant but I
instinctively pulled myself tightly to her. It was like lying naked on warm
beach stones. And the last ride started.

She began to do biceps curls with those 40 kg dumbbells, simultaneously
flexing and relaxing her glutes together with them. When I was close to
ejaculating she immediately reacted and created such a pressure on my shaft, I
almost get soft down there. She could repeat this about 5 times, but after
about 100 reps she also got closer to her ecstasy, and finally reached a point
of no return.

She increased the tempo, and the wooden boards of the balcony trembled beneath
her strength; I was afraid it would collapse under us. She began to orgasm and
stopped at the top of the curls. I grabbed those exploding biceps of hers and
pulled myself deeper into her, pressing the side of my face on her back
muscles. Now my penis was exploding into her like a fountain, and we came
together for 10 minutes.

Finally, she released the dumbbells and the whole balcony shook under their
weight. She reached back for my neck, and we kissed for long minutes while she
massaged my member with her muscular glutes.

"This was a very useful lesson," she said.

Any comments are highly welcomed!