Carried by a Strong Woman By Cheryl at ccs46@hotmail.com A woman bodybuilder hires me to do a lift and carry video with her I was called. I had been the chosen one to take this job. It was a photo-shoot for a lift and carry video. I had interviewed with a woman named Liz. She looked like a female bodybuilder. When I went into the office to interview, she stood and shook my hand. She was about my height, but she looked to be strong. She had on long shorts showing off her calf muscles. These were muscles that could only belong to a bodybuilder. She had on a shirt with sleeves that covered her upper arms, so that I could only see her forearms and broad shoulders. She was very friendly and warm. I didn't know really what to expect. The ad had only read "Sexy woman wanted to participate in the filming of a female to female lift and carry video, good quick cash and flexible hours." I called the number and set up an interview for the next day. During the interview, I was asked questions such as "Would I mind another woman lifting me in the nude?", "How did I feel about lesbian women." I answered honestly as I could. I am a straight woman, but I work as an exotic dancer, where some of the women are lesbians. I've also had some other women come on to me and I play into it. She seemed to like my answers. I told her that I never made a video before, but that some of my female co-workers had, and that they liked the money in it. They didn't seem to mind as long as they weren't asked to perform sex, such as in a porno video. I was called by Liz the next day. She told me that she would like to hire me to make a video. She explained that it would be with her. She also explained that I would get $500 for three hours. I was shocked. That was really good money, I begin to worry what else was involved. I didn't really want to make a lesbian type of video. I gave her the benefit of the doubt. She told me that I could offer a time for the shoot that would be convenient to me and that she would schedule it if at all possible. I asked her if tomorrow at noon would be O.K. I was off work, so why not. She agreed that it was good timing, the earlier we started, the better. I arrived the next day at about 11:30. I got out of the cab Liz sent me at a very nice house in a nice neighborhood. Liz answered and welcomed me in. She had on a tank top, athletic shorts and was barefoot inside her carpeted house. She was indeed a very muscular woman. She was hospitable as she offered me something to drink. She then explained to me how we would shoot this video. She explained that it was a custom order for a customer. She showed me the script. I read it. It was kind of kinky, but no big deal to me. There was no nudity involved, no kissing each other and no explicit sex acts. It seemed that there was going to be a lot of being carried around by another woman and a lot of getting grabbed and squeezed, but I could handle that. I occasionally dealt with that at my job anyway. At a little over $130 an hour, it would be no problem. Liz was going to have to do all the hard work anyway, but she looked strong enough to handle me. After small talk and getting to know each other a little better, Liz decided we should start. She went to a back room somewhere, then came back with camera equipment. I watched idly as she put it in her family room floor. This is where we were going to do the shoot. This room looked like any other home, it had all the pictures, decorations and furniture of a regular home, as it was indeed her home. Liz picked up some lingerie wear and handed it to me. It was a very tiny, but nice lavender two piece lingerie wear. It felt nice and silky. I held up the small strings and asked her if she really thought this would fit me (I remembered one of the interview questions being about what size I wear). She laughed and replied that it would fit me very small, but that it would fit. I recalled the script having me scantily clad. I went to put it on. It was very small when I put it on. It was as small a size as I could wear on my body. It didn't leave much to the imagination. It wasn't the most comfortable outfit either. There was no covering for my exposed butt and the only thing the top covered was my nipples. In the mirror, this was something I knew the guys would love. I went to the set and Liz had just finished setting up what looked like expensive equipment. She had two large video cameras on a stand at different angles and a smaller camera at a different angle. Liz looked at me, made me turn around and made sure I was fit well all around. She said it was the perfect outfit. I jokingly said "what outfit." Liz just laughed and pulled off her shorts. She had on very small posing trunks that showed off her muscles. She was indeed in tiptop shape. Liz told me that we were ready to air. I stood by her and watched as she flipped a switch. I watched her as she looked into a camera and started narrating. She introduced herself, talked a little about herself, then she introduced me as her assistant model, Cheryl. She asked me questions on camera such as my age (27), height (5'6"), and weight (123 lbs.). It was really very casual and thank goodness we didn't have to remember any lines. She explained that she was going to carry me around. She then brought me closer to her. She placed one arm around the small of my back, then reached down behind my legs, and she easily scooped me off of the floor. She was very strong strong as she carried me like I was nothing, even some guys I knew couldn't carry me as easily as her. She held me up quietly, posing for the camera. She would then go to the other camera. She would turn around as if modeling her and I together. She would tell me to swing my legs back and forth and I would. I would just be carried, look at the camera, sometimes cracking a little smile. She carried me for a few minutes, then put me down. As I was standing, Liz walked behind me. I felt her hands on my thighs, then felt her squat and put her head between my legs. She stood up slowly and surely, picking me up easily on her shoulders. This was a strong woman. I held on her her head as she carried me, but she had her strong arms securely on my thighs. I noticed my nipples were standing up. I don't know if this was from the excitement or what. But to be honest, her head felt good between my legs. I was sitting on her shoulders as she modeled again for all of the cameras. Liz started commenting about having a pretty woman on her shoulders. She was saying things like it was really an erotic thing to carry me. I was flattered and would just giggle a little. I wasn't sure what to say in front of the camera. I decided to admit that it felt good to be carried like this. Liz rubbed my legs as she carried me. I decided I wanted to jiggle my boobs. I grabbed them from underneath and shook them. I commented that it was too bad I couldn't take off my top. Liz told me to take it off and feel free. I untied the small string and took it off. I playfully ran my top in Liz's face. I saw her close her eyes and take a deep breath. She seemed to get a little excited. That, in turn, made me a little more excited. I had to grab her head and try to rub my crotch into the back of her neck. I threw the top away. Here I was, now riding a muscled-up woman topless. Who'd ever thought this would happen to me. After a few minutes, Liz put me down. Liz stared at me and I could see her staring at my boobs. She seemed to like them. In fact, she made a complimentary comment about them on the camera. I was ready to be carried again. Liz squatted down halfway as she instructed me to hop on her back. I jumped on as she grabbed my legs to hold me on. She modeled us in front of the cameras again. She commented about feeling my boobs on her back. Upon hearing this, I began to rub my boobs into her back. She seemed to enjoy this, as she hopped a couple of times, lifting me higher on her back. I wrapped my legs around her waist to secure myself higher. My boobs were now hanging on her shoulders between her head. I rubbed them up and now to bounce them and make them noticable. She walked around some more modeling us on camera. She put me down again. Liz was facing me now as she bent down and grabbed my ass. She stood up and lifted me over her shoulder. I was draped over her strong shoulder as she held on to me by my legs. She modeled us and talked about my smooth legs. She rubbed the back of my legs, somewhat massaging and squeezing them. She started working her way up to my butt. She started slapping my butt. I laughed and shrieked as she spanked me. She was also squeezing my butt as she was carrying me. I felt myself get aroused by all of this. After a few minutes of this, she put me down again. She faced me once again. This time, she bent down, grabbed my waist with her arms, and lifted me upside down. I grabbed her waist to hold on. I felt my crotch right in her face. I felt her chin resting on my crack. I heard her comment that this was a convenient way to perform cunninglis on a woman. I got excited thinking she might try it on me. My legs were dangling on her shoulders. Sometimes I would wrap them around her head, sometimes I would just let them sway. I wanted so much to grind my crotch into her face so she could eat me. I would squeeze her head with my legs, just so I could rub against her face. I felt Liz bite my inner thighs. It felt good. I shook my wiggled my ass more. I felt her fingers slide my g-string lingerie to the side. All of a sudden, I felt a tongue in my pussy. I became flushed and it felt so good. She knew just where to put her tongue. She tongued me for about four or five minutes, all the while carrying me upside down and bringing me to an earth-shattering orgasm. She put me down and narrated an ending to the cameras. I told her that I apologized for getting carried away during the filming. She explained to me that this was a perfect video for her exclusive club of female lift and carry fans and that what happened was perfectly acceptable. I was surprised at myself for getting involved with another woman. But I had to admit to myself, that this was the best experience I have ever had. Liz told me that she would like to work with me again soon and that she would call me. I can't wait. THE END