Muscle Date
By Crossmanx at - crossmanx@hotmail.co.uk - comments and ideas welcome.
A dream date with a muscle woman, a blind date, what else could anyone desire?

Muscle Date

Adrian was a youthful lad, not a boy and not a man, a lad and like all lads he
had just a couple things on his mind, females, football, women, sport, girls
and more sport. All his family where into sport in a big way, taking part in
this and that, belonging to teams, gyms, clubs and associations, all that sort
of thing. So, with all that fitness going on, it wasn't that strange for this
growing lad to find a 'firm' female body, 'interesting!'

So much so that if he was in the gym with either his Mum or Dad, out for a run
in the park or playing football, his attention was being drawn more and more
to any female within the local area whose body was fit, trim, toned, sharply
and strong. Muscular arms, flat stomachs, toned abs, sturdy thighs as well as
a developed chest, all caught his eye! These strong women, who looked tough,
were also confident, self-assured, women with an air of superiority about
themselves. These where the kind of women that were now more than just a
little interesting to Adrian.

Women like this may well be what he was looking out for and keen to watch, but
they also scared him, he felt intimidated around any of the strong, fit women
he saw in the gym and surly he was not confident enough to actually speak to
one. There was another thing, at the gym or anywhere he went, there were
hardly any girls his own age. Girls didn't seem to have the build, the body,
the strength, the muscle he was desiring, so he had to look at women, real
women, older women. And what he found was that the older the woman, with
muscle, the more interesting she was, a muscle Milf, that was what Adrian
wanted. But it was now more than an 'interest', now, maybe, it was developing
into more of a 'passion', it was taking over his thoughts, dreams and was
taking a real hold of the lad, he just wished it was a muscle Milf taking a
hold of 'him!'

But he was just a young lad, some would say he was a cute lad, he's girlfriend
had told him that enough times, and he was sweet enough to always be in demand
by the girls around him, but they were just girls. 'What would an older woman
see in a lad like him?' When he went to the gym or was out, no older woman
took an interest in him, they didn't even look at him, and there was enough of
these around him. Older woman like his neighbours, his Mother's friends, his
Aunt's, the female teachers at school, the women at the gym. Any Milf he could
think of, but none of them seemed to noticed him! Adrian had convinced himself
that he would never get that real older woman of his dreams.

If only Adrian wasn't so shy and had looked harder he might just have seen one
or two eyes looking his way, but he hadn't seen this, hadn't noticed the looks
a 'cute' lad in a gym 'sometimes' gets!

Elsewhere someone else was having the same problem attracting the right
members of the opposite sex. Fiona was a woman, a woman in her early 40's and
a woman with a strong, fit, sexy body, and she was beginning to feel that
maybe she was a bit too strong, a bit too fit for men to like her! Fiona was
married and had discovered the gym and her current fitness lifestyle some
10years ago with her husband. They now went regularly and as with everything
you do regularly Fiona was getting good at all this fitness and body
improvement stuff. You only had to look at the woman to see how good she
looked, her body was toned, her stomach was flat and firm, her legs and arms
had definition and her muscles where there to see that hard work does pay off.

She was a woman that was now filled with confidence, sure in her ability and
her new body. Fiona was full of energy, and a hunger to dive into anything and
everything, to get in and get things done, plus a strong lust for life. This
extra 'lust' and bounds of energy also extended into her sex life, well that
was what she felt. But in reality, for her at the moment, the desire for some
loving and sex wasn't what she was getting. Fiona's husband was, like her,
into his fitness and, like her, had developed a better body and more energy to
'enjoy himself!' But his eye had 'carefully' moved around the gym, going
around and around and coming to rest on the delights of the younger women
around him. He was in his element and doing quite nicely thank you.

Fiona had realised that her Husband had a wondering eye so she had played the
same game, she had also moved on from just looking and had gone a few dates.
But nothing had really happened, which was exasperating, her new found energy
and confidence was a bit too much for the men. Even though she was proud of
her toned, firm, strong body it seemed to be a bit off putting for her dates.
Why couldn't she find a man, or anyone that liked her, wanted her for who she
was now, a strong woman?

But like any Milf she had and did notice the younger men, but what would a
young stud see in an older woman like her? If she did find a younger one, she
would probably have broken it, such was her pent-up frustration. It was all
very infuriating for her!

So, there was a strong older woman, that wanted some loving and a youth that
wanted to experience a muscle Milf, if only these two could get together!

But they could and they would, thanks to some friends and a trip around the
internet. In the gym that Adrian went with his parents and their friends there
was a youngish man who worked there, one of the fitness instructors, and him
and Adrian got on OK. He'd seen how the younger lad had looked at some of the
woman, the strong women in the gym and he knew 'that look.' They talked and he
gave Adrian the address of a site that got people together, in contact with
each other, that sort of thing. Maybe there was a chance he could meet his
idea, strong female, an older woman?

Similarly, Fiona had got talking to one of her friends, another fit woman, who
had had the same problem in finding a man that wasn't intimidated by her
developed body. She'd been told about a couple of different sites and they'd
worked for her, so she passed on this vital information to Fiona. It was
obvious to see that Fiona was getting 'frustrated' in the loving department
and good to know she would be soon get some real attention, the kind she
deserved!

So, in two separate, quiet and dark rooms, Adrian and Fiona found themselves
on the same site and nervously filling out the same registration form to see
if that 'someone special' was out there!

Adrian felt nervous and a bit embarrassed at just completing the on-line form
and Fiona felt silly and a bit childish, but here goes ... ...

Describe the ideal person to meet? -

Adrian wrote - younger man seeks older muscle woman, a strong, older woman,
not over muscular but defiantly a mature woman with muscle.

Fiona put down - A man who is not put off by a strong woman, both in
personality and physically, maybe someone younger as those men my age are too
set in their ways to appreciate a strong woman.

Describe yourself -

Adrian put down - A younger man, a little shy but very willing to please,
respect and admire his idea woman

Fiona wrote - Mature, strong woman, firm, good body, feed up with not being
respected, wanting to meet a man who can treat me in the manner I should be
and at the same time providing me with fun, entertainment and enjoyment.

As Adrian pushed the send button, he wondered if he was doing the right thing,
what if he got found out, would everyone think he was wired and laugh at him?
'Oh God have I done the right thing!'

As Fiona pushed send she felt a sense of relief at finally doing something
about her unsatisfactory life. Even if nothing came of this, and she didn't
really think it would, at least she had started the ball rolling and was now
out there looking for a life!

A couple of days went by and both had checked the site to see if anything had
turned up, if there were any replies to their 'Ad's!' But nothing, they looked
at other people's ad's but they all looked like a bunch of weirdos and losses,
but then ... ...!

Fiona saw the ad for 'younger man seeks older muscle woman' and something
inside the woman said 'Yes!' Fiona was sat in the living room of her house at
the time, her husbands was too engrossed with the football on the telly as she
was scrolling through her social media on her phone, or so the husband
thought. But Fiona was reading the profile of 'A' on the site, she liked what
she read, 'a younger man into older women with muscles ... ... ' His profile
said he lived in the general area of the city, and she lived in the city so
that was handy, to say the least, so almost perfect!' The photo of him looked
OK, the blurred face gave nothing away but he looked the sporting kind, 'so
why not ... ... ' Fiona looked over to her husband who was shouting at the TV,
even if she could easily see the man was obviously off side by a mile, ' ...
... why not indeed?'

Later that evening and when Adrian checked on the site he was shocked when he
got a 'Hello from F!' He froze, unsure if this was real, he must have sat
there looking at the screen of his laptop for an age before he even thought
about 'should he reply?' But, eventually, he got over his nervous and looked
at F's profile, the photo was burred around her face, but much to his delight
he could see she was a tall woman, a strong woman, a woman with muscles.
Dressed in gym shorts and a tight top, with the photo having been taken in a
gym and she looked good, she looked fit, she looked so fine!

He spent an age trying to think up and decide if she should reply, 'of course
he should', but what would he say? He wrote out a dozen different replies but
nothing looked that good or impressive so he replied with 'Hi, how are you?'
The match was just drawing to an end when Fiona got 'A's message, the woman
smiled, she just knew that this was indeed a young, shy lad and that just made
all this more intriguing, exciting to her. She turned her phone off, he would
have to wait until tomorrow for her reply, start as you mean to carry on, and
make him wait for her. 'Yes, he would wait for her,' she's the one in charge
in this relationship. 'Relationship, they hadn't even met and already she was
the one in charge of this relationship!' Fiona smiled again, she was starting
to enjoy this!

Over the following week messages where sent via the 'special site', short
little notes and brief answers to question that 'F' posed to 'A', 'Why do you
like women with muscles?' 'Why does a young lad like you desire and older
woman?' Everyday questions like that! Adrian spent hours trying out different
versions of his replies before sending them off, hoping he was impressing 'F.'
And Fiona was impressed and found it all very amusing, she could instantly
tell he was a lad, a horny lad who desired a mature, experienced older woman,
well don't all young lads want that?

But she could also tell that he spent time around the gym, that was clear, he
was strong enough himself and knew and understood the work that went into
building up a body. But most of all he was definitely drawn towards a strong
woman, he liked them, he adored strong women, he felt the lure of a woman who
worked out and had the body that proved she worked hard. And in all the
questions she sent him she could tell that 'A' was a lad who just wanted to be
devoured and controlled by a stronger older woman, now Fiona liked that
thought, she liked it a lot!

Fiona now wanted to see if this was just some boyish fantasy or was this lad
up for some fun? She messaged him and asked 'so when are you going to ask to
meet me then?' Adrian shivered at this one 'was he really going to meet her?'
He replied 'When am I allowed to ask you that question?' Fiona got off the
treadmill and looked at her phone, the grin on her face was very broad. 'good
answer boy, good answer.' This was all going very well for both 'A' and 'F'
and so Fiona was sure that now they should meet!

That week flew by as plans were made, well as 'F' made the plans and told 'A'
to short it all out. The pair where going to meet up, Fiona didn't know where
'A' lived, just that it was somewhere near to the city, so she chose a nice
little country getaway they could meet at, the High Court Luxury Health Spa
and

Hotel. A lovely, discrete, country club hotel she knew, he would book it all,
pay for it all, of course, and she would just turn up. She liked the idea of a
nervous youth booking rooms at an expensive country hotel, and paying for it
all.

Fiona was pleased with herself as with just a few short messages and having
not meet 'A' she was already controlling him, it gave her a good feeling, a
feeling she could get used to. But still at the back of her mind was the fact
that when they did meet, what if he didn't like her, if she wasn't his 'kind'
of woman, she would lose control and that would not be good.

Adrian was relived to put the phone down after booking everything, he was sure
the woman at the hotel reception knew 'exactly' what he was up to. There was
this almost giggly tone to her voice as he tried desperately to sound as if he
knew what he was doing and everything was totally innocent. After Adrian had
finished shacking, he messaged 'F' that everything was done and booked, just
as she had told him to do.

Fiona was out when she received the message and was filed with some mixed
emotions, excitement at meeting up with her new friend 'A', anticipation as to
what might actually happen, she wasn't too sure about that. And also, she was
a bit nervous, she hadn't been on a 'blind date' like this in absolute years!
In fact, she hadn't been on a 'date' like 'this one' ever!

Was she now getting cold feet about this? 'What if she didn't like him?' 'Or
fancy him?' 'What if he wasn't really into muscle women, like her?' 'What if
he didn't like her?' 'God No!' With all these questions rushing around her
head Fiona was getting more unsure about her 'blind date'. At that moment she
was out in the local shopping area and looked aimlessly around, hoping the
answers to all her questions would pop right out at her. Her eyes moved down
the line of shops, in the distance was the Lingerie and Adult shop, she smiled
at that 'now concentrate!' In front of her was the Travel Agents, the Shoe
Shop, a Fancy Dress shop, the Options, Pet shop, the Camera shop, the Sports
shop and ... ... 'Oh!' Fiona had an idea, she stood there as the idea grew and
grew in her head and the grin on her face turned into a smile. Suddenly 'F's'
worries faded away as she carried on planning what was going to happen on her
blind date with 'A'!

A couple of days later and it was here, the day of the blind date between 'A'
and 'F'. Adrian told his parents he was 'staying over at a friend's, not sure
how long he'd be, could even be back later tonight see how things go.' He'd
said that just in case, as he nervously feared, that this was going to go all
horribly wrong. Not that his parents mined they had their own plans for the
weekend and where probably pleased their Son was sorted out, or so they
thought. Adrian now got a bus into his local town area and then grabbed a taxi
for the trip out into the country and to where the hotel was.

Lucy for Adrian that he had 'access' to, and knew where his Father's kept, or
was that hid, his 'secret' credit card! The card had made all this possible,
there was no way he could have afford the well to do hotel otherwise, and
since finding the card some time ago Adrian had used it a few times and got
away with it so hopefully this time would be the same. Even so the lad knew
when the statements arrived and if he didn't get to it first then he could
always refer back to some of the other statements he'd kept and the 'unusual'
payments that his Father had made in the past. After all this was just
'another' hotel bill! These might prove 'difficult' to explain to Adrian
Mother, so the lad was quite sure he would get away, if caught, using the
card!

As the taxi arrived at the country club hotel the lad got out looked around,
he just knew he was way out of his depth being here, 'this was all too plush
and ... ... .' Then he saw a glimpse of a well-formed arse wiggling away and
then disappearing through the main door of the hotel. He also caught sight of
the bright red sports bag she was carrying, but hadn't seen much else of the
woman that the great arse belonged to. But for some reason, he didn't know
why, he was sure it belonged to 'F'! A shudder came over Adrian as he stood
their nervously in the large gravel carpark in front of the smart old fashion
county house building. A minute or so must have gone pass as he gathers up his
courage and took that first step towards the doors of the building 'here we
go!'

He stepped inside the well to do entrance hall and felt really out of place
now, as he somehow got himself across the large hallway and to the reception
desk. Behind it was an attractive brunette, mid 20's or so, and obviously, a
member of staff for the spar and fitness centre here. She was dressed in short
sports skirt and tracksuit top, Adrian missed the woman's name badge that said
'April' as the zip on her tracksuit top was pulled down to show some
delightful cleavage 'Oh!' "Can I help you?"

Adrian finally got his mouth to work properly and booked himself in "there you
are 'Mr Smith' room 219 and I have here a note from 'Mrs Smith' in the
adjoining room, 217, for you. The ponytail brunet handed over a plain envelop
and smiled at the now red faced, nervous lad, he took it, turned, hoping that
she didn't suspect anything and went to find his room. As Adrian went off
April giggled to herself 'Oh my, another one and just what she'd expected, but
cute anyway!' She picked up the telephone made a quick call "he's here" and
picked up her list of the various guests all booked in for one of her massage
sessions. Time spent oiling up and massaging female bodies, what a hard life
April had here.

Adrian found the door to his room, and realising that next door was 'F' he
rushed inside, his heart beat faster as he closed the door behind him as he
entered and looked around. There was a very nice living room area, then double
doors off to the right that lead to the bedroom and a single door to the left
that was the connecting door to 'F's' room! The lad dropped off his bag and
quickly ripped open the envelope and read the 'instruction's' that had been
left for him.

They were very clear and specific,

Open package - Adrian went to the parcel that was on the small table, opened
it, and was surprised, 'Oh!'

Prepare room as follows ... ... - The lad went through the list, he closed the
curtains, put on the side light and opened the doors to the bedroom.

Undress and wear you outfit - Adrian was a bit unsure about this as he looked
at the 'outfit' he'd taken out of the package, but he got changed

Inform me that you are ready - He sent a text message to the number that was
written down, and now waited!

The was a noise from the other side of the connecting door, Adrian stood in
the middle of the low-lit room and watched as the door knob slowly turned. On
the other side of the door Fiona was ready, she'd arrived just before 'A' and
got to her room first, after a quick word with the attractive woman behind the
reception desk. April was someone that Fiona knew as this was not her first
time here at this hotel! She'd given the envelope for 'A' to the brunette
before going to her room, and nipped next door quickly to place the package in
his room before her muscle loving lad had turned up.

Fiona had changed into her ... ... her 'outfit' and was ready as she now
stepped through the door and into 'A's' room. There was silence, as it did say
on the note that there would be no talking, the only thing Adrian could hear
was the rapid beating of his own heart and all Fiona could hear was her heavy
breathing as she breathed in and out. Both 'A' and 'F' looked at each other,
it was the first time they had seen each other, apart from those awful blurred
photos and 'Oh, My!'

Adrian was a tallish fair haired lad, who looked good to her, his skin looked
soft and very fine, his body was strong and supple, 'Good!' But there was no
hiding his youthfulness and the way he was dressed there was no hiding the
bulge he had. His 'outfit' consisted of a pair of tight leather trunks, and a
mask, the dimly lit room also covered some of his face as Fiona wasn't sure,
at this stage if she wanted to see, for now, his face properly or for him the
see hers! The mask was from a batman and robin costume set, which was quite
apt as during her stroll around the fancy dress shop, she had chosen her
'outfit' for today, 'Catwoman!'

Fiona was dressed in a mixed outfit, part from the fancy dress shop, plus a
trip to the shoe shop and finally ending up in the Lingerie and Adult shop.
The woman wore a pair of long black leather boots, long and up past her knees,
black shiny leather with high heels that looked so sexy. Then a pair of tight
leather shorts that hugged her arse, up further was a black leather bra and
then to finish it off she wore a Catwoman mask, complete with cat like pointy
ears. All finished off with a long black bull whip in her hand, 'OH MY GOD!'

If her outfit wasn't enough to excite the lad then her body certainly did, the
woman was tall with long legs, her thighs were strong, even powerful looking.
Her abs were defined and looked as if they had been worked on for a long time,
her chest was full, thrusting and large. Her breasts where almost pushing out
of her bra and looked so large, round, firm but also soft to the touch, he
hoped. The woman's bare arms had defined shape and showed just how strong she
was, toned, solid, shaped, muscular arms that went up to her broad shoulders.

The effect of 'Catwoman' on 'Robin' was evident from the now slightly larger
bulge in his trunks, Fiona wanted to giggle as she found this all very funny,
even if it was also quite fascinating as it was clear he was a big boy! But
she knew that for this first meeting between them she needed to lay down just
where they both stood, she was in charge and need to enforce that, so that
would be fun. Her dressed as Catwoman to Adrian's, boy wonder, and as 'F'
stepped forwards 'A', she thought 'let the blind date and the fun begin!'

Even though he had on the ridiculous mask, that in this light did hide his
face quite well, Fiona could still see the look of pure amazement he had. His
wide eyes, his jaw that had dropped and with mouth wide open he just stared at
his muscle 'Catwoman' as she moved to him. Adrian was froze solid, unable to
move as he was in such awe of the woman who was now ... ... CRACK!

Adrian jumped at the loud, sharp sound, as 'F', or was that Catwoman, had
worked her whip, flicked and flipped it, cracking it to the side of the lad as
she stepped closer. Fiona liked the way the sound had made 'A', her boy
wonder, flinch, shudder, jolt, in shock and fear. She'd only managed to
practise that move a couple of times before now and hadn't been too sure she
could do it right, but she had. 'What the adult shop was doing in selling
these she didn't know!'

Fiona was now stood in front of her awe-struck youth, she could see the fear,
anticipation, excitement and wonderment in his eyes now, it was a look that
the woman had not seen in a lover before and it was one she knew she could get
very use to! She took the whip in both hands and made a large loop with it,
Adrian just watched, he could see her arms moves and the woman's muscles as
they slightly flexed, it was awesome. But he was concentrating too much on her
strong arms and didn't see and wasn't prepared for ... ... OOOWWWHHHH!

He didn't see, until it was too late, as the looped whip was flung over his
head, the woman's hand run up the length of the whip until his neck was totaly
secure. She had him, had hold of him, the leather whip was now being pulled
against the skin of his neck and it hurt a little. Her hands gripping the
leather cords in her hand and pushed, slightly, against his Adams apple,
making it uncomfortable for him. The woman's high heeled boots made her now
much taller than him, and as she held the whip around his neck, as she stood
so close to him, as she looked down at him, he was scared.

Scared and excited, as the woman was so close to him, he could feel her arms
as the now gentle brushed against him, he could feel her skin, feel her toned
arms, feel her strong legs against his bare skin. It felt so ... ... Well for
Adrian it was like nothing he'd ever felt before, it was ... ... It was that
joy and dread, that excitement and fear, that feeling of total exhilaration
and also that impending feeling of horror all at the same time.

He looked up at her face, half covered with the Catwoman mask but still he
could see her lips were firm, with a slight pout, her eyes were dark and deep
as they stared back at him, then she blinked and he knew that ... ...
OOOOUUUHHHHH! THUD!

Catwoman had taken down her boy wonder, 'F' had made her move on 'A', Fiona
had started to enjoy herself with Adrian. The woman had moved, turned,
twisted, but still held onto the whip around the lad's neck with both hands.
As she turned, and shoved her firm arse into the lads groin she'd pulled her
arms forwards, Adrian was now dragged over Fiona's shoulder. She'd pulled on
the whip and used it to drag her boy up and off his feet, sending him flying
over her shoulder.

He went over and landed halfway across the room and towards the bedroom doors,
the move had taken him completely by surprise and shown him just how strong
she was. But it wasn't going to end there, on his back Adrian shook his head,
unsure of what had just happened, but at the same time knowing fully what she
had just done to him! He instinctively went to push himself up and THUD
OOOWWWW!

The confused lad was set upon again, this time 'A' felt a boot came down on
his bare chest, pushing him back fully to the floor. The strong woman stood
over him, dressed in her leather play outfit and with her high heeled boot on
his chest. With the speed at which his heart was going she was sure to be able
to feel it pounding on the sole of her boot. Fiona now, slowly, dragged the
heel of her boot down his bear body, it was painful, pleasurable, excruciating
and so wonderful. Fiona's new boot, that she'd seen in the shoe shop window,
left a long single red mark down the lad's body, until the heel reached the
front of his tight leather trunks!

His obvious desire for 'F' was now showing, fully, and was easily noticeable
under her boot OOOOWWWWW! Fiona heel twisted and gave Adrian a very nasty
moment of pain, the woman had been 'firm' in the use of her heel. Not too firm
as to make his tool unusable, but firm enough to make her point. He knew from
that, that this woman was defiantly in charge, that was for sure.

He rolled around holding himself, which kind of amused Fiona, a bit, her boot
now pushed her boy over, she flicked him over a couple of time and got the lad
up onto his hands and knees. She still didn't speak at any time, she wanted to
see just how much she could control her boy by just using her body, and so
far, it was working well. As 'F' looked down at 'A' on all fours a thought
came to her 'Shit! Pet shop, a lead!' She'd missed that one hadn't she WHACK!
OOOFFFF! She flicked her boot out in frustration into the lad's gut, 'she'd
have to remember that for next time!'

As Adrian caught his breath back Fiona grabbed a chair and placed it in front
of the lad, she sat down and placed one of her boots under his face. Adrian
was a bit unsure of what to ... ... OOOOHHHH! The other boot came, 'gentle'
down on his head and pushed in downwards towards the boot in front of him, his
face was now buried in the black leather of her boot. Instantly the lad knew
he was on boot licking duties, and somehow, he didn't have a problem with
that.

Fiona watched as her eager boy now shined her boot with his tongue, Adrian had
never done anything like this before but seemed to be a natural at this. Fiona
had never had anyone do this for her, but as she looked down at 'A' she was
finding her lad's attention and enthusiasm very 'stimulating!' The 'boy
wonder' carried on for an age as he lashed 'Catwoman's' boots with his tongue,
as he did his duty Fiona teased him with her whip. She draped it over his
knelt body and very slowly she pulled the long whip cord over his naked skin.
Moving the whip form one hand to the other, dragging the whip over his back,
his legs, his arms, shoulders and neck, from one direction then from another.

She guided the whip all over his body as he knelt there and carried on with
his boot cleaning duties. Fiona teased, tortured and tantalised him, she was
very amused with how 'A' reacted. His body was flinching, jolting, shivering,
with ecstasy, as the leather cord travelled across his skin, she could even
see the Goosebumps and hairs on his arms stand up in a sign of sexual
excitement as she used the harsh whip so 'tenderly' on him. To add to his
'discomfort' in all this as he worked on one boot she placed the other near to
his groin and then she TAP! TAP! TAP! The toe of her other boot now constantly
tapped against his overly excited hard cock, in those tight leather trunks he
had on. It was both ecstasy and agony at the same time, and it was so, so
wonderful.

With both boots clean 'F' looked down at her obedient 'A', she turned her boot
outward and looked down at it, Adrian instantly knew what she was 'saying' and
unzipped the boot, pulling it off and then doing the same to the other boot.
'F' hooked a foot around her boy's head and pulled him in close to her thigh,
she was now allowing him to worship her strong legs 'OH GOD!' Adrian heart
beat faster and fasted as he placed his hands on her strong legs and as she
wrapped them around him and pulled him down to her thigh.

He kissed her soft, strong legs, he felt her firm calf's and strong thighs
with his hands that moved up and down her legs. He placed his face against her
powerful legs and though he would explode as he kissed her smooth flesh. Fiona
felt a wave of satisfaction and pleasure come over her as her boy carried on
with his new duties, he was very attentive to his work, he was pleasing her a
lot! Fiona wrapped her legs around his head fully as she felt herself on the
verge of enjoying this a bit too much. Her legs gripped the lads head and
OOOUUUHHH! THUD!

Fiona took back control as she though that she was losing it through too much
enjoyment, having gripped his head between her thighs the woman tipped herself
off of the chair, dropped to the floor and rolled over and across it. Not
losing her grip, she took the lad with her and flipped him over. Taken
completely by surprise, he was griped, held and rolled over, Adrian found
himself on his back on the floor with 'Catwoman' now on top of him. She was
knelt, sat on his chest, still holding his head between her knees now as she
looked down and smiled at him!

'F' grabbed hold of 'A's wrists and held him, she didn't have to, he was
already submissive to her, but she still wanted to show she was on top,
literally, and in total control here. Now, she slowly slipped herself, her
body, downwards, still hold him tight by his wrist she pushed her body down
his. Moving her toned abs down over his face and up to her large firm breasts,
pushing her leather bra into his face along with her large tits. Making sure
she covered his face with them and held them there for a while. Holding them
in place whilst he tried to breathe through the smothering mounds of gorgeous
female flesh and the leather that covered his face.

Fiona was sure she was getting the hang of this muscle domination of a lad
thing, and she liked the way he was wriggling under her body, it was ... ...
'Oh better let him up for some air!' Adrian gasped for air but was somewhat
disappointed when those larges leather covered breasts where lifted off his
face. As he gasped she came down and kissed him, he felt the woman's lips come
down on his, her tongue slip into his mouth as she was eating him up, and boy
was she hungry!

After she'd had her 'nibble', 'F' rolled off of 'A' and shot to her feet, she
reached down and grabbed the stunned lad by his hair and dragged him towards
the bedroom. Fiona was now warmed up and headed straight for the bed, there
she flung her boy up onto the bed and climbed on to join him. She knelt there
and stared at the lustful, nervous and fearful, subdued and respectful lad.
She enjoyed the look in his eye and now flexed her arms, showing her muscles,
the lad knew what to do, he moved to the nearest arm. He took hold of her arm
with both his hands and gently he started to stroke and adore her arm, moving
his hands up and down exploring, feeling her strength, her skin, her muscles.
He was in awe of her firm, toned, strong arms and now he started to kiss them,
to worship them as every good lad should.

As 'A' paid his respects to the woman strong arm, her other arm went to work,
her hand reached out and pulled down his trunks. The older woman's hand moved
down to his already eager cock. Her fingers wrapped around him, her grip was
gentle and yet firm at the same time, she had hold of her boy! Her hand
started to work his cock as his lips worked of her well-formed biceps, Adrian
was in his element with this mature, sensual woman. Whose strong arm he now
held and kissed, and who's other arm was busy caressing his cock, what could
be better than this? THUD! 'F' pushed her boy back onto the bed, she had a
stern look on her face as she now climbed on him, ready to 'enjoy him!'

For the rest of that night the marks stayed on, but that was all, as the older
woman showed her younger lad just what a woman was like, exactly what a muscle
woman was like. Adrian exploring, kissing, licking and used his tongue and
mouth on every inch of her firm mature body. And when it came to pleasing her
Fiona was, very, pleased, and to be honest a little shocked at just how good
he was, how very, very good he was. So much so that as she felt herself,
maybe, losing a little control of herself she would grab the lad and force his
eager mouth onto another part of her body for him to adore. This way she kept
control of 'A', who was put in his place and 'F' had all the loving she
wanted!

The night was long and hard, but very enjoyable for both of them as the 'boy
wonder' was raped by 'Catwoman', as she used every part of her body on his
cock. As 'F' dominated and had 'A', straddling him and riding him hard, making
him 'show' his 'appreciation' over and over and over again, and again. As
Fiona was fucked hard by Adrian, as she held on tight to the headboard of the
bed and nearly ripped it out due to the rampant seeing too she was being given
and enjoying so much. And as the older woman showed, demonstrated and went
through more sexual fantasies than her young lad had ever dreamed of, yes
indeed it was quite a night!

In the morning as Fiona woke she was shocked, but very happy to realise that
it hadn't been a dream and it had all really happened. As her boy slept and
recovered she dressed, packed and sorted herself out, she would leave before
he woke and although she had enjoyed this all so much she needed to think
about what was, if anything, was going to happen next!

But before she left she had to do one thing, she pulled back the curtain, the
room was well light now, she lifted 'A's mask, just to see what he really
looked like and 'OH!' A slightly shocked Fiona put Adrian mask back and
quickly, quietly left, now she was even less unsure about what was going to
happen next!

Later a weary Adrian woke up, he was disappointed to find that his older
muscle woman was no longer there and that she had left no message, but was
hopeful he'd shown the right stuff the night before and maybe she would be in
contact with, he so hoped so.

As he booked out the hotel April was back on the reception desk and she could
not fail to notice the change in the lad, he was bright and full of joy, no
longer embarrassed or nervous. The brunette was sure that he must have had a
very good night and enjoyed his stay here, so much so she guessed she would be
seeing him again!

A few days had gone by and Adrian hadn't heard from 'F', he was now back to
being nervous, worried, but finally managed to summon the courage to send a
message, a respectful one. He had to wait another full day before getting a
reply 'I am thinking of what will or will not happen next.' Adrian couldn't
understand it, the tone made him anxious, he knew there was something wrong,
but he was sure that both of them had had a great time. 'What had he done
wrong, how had he upset her?'

Another day went by and with no messages and so Adrian was off to the gym, a
good work out might take his mind off of all this. His Mother was also going
but was picking up her normal group of friends to work out with, so he decided
to throw his bag in the back of the car and just walk there, it would be
better for him. His Mum's gym group of friends consisted of his Aunt, one of
his teachers, and his next-door neighbour, each woman was into their fitness,
each was fit, each was an older woman, each of them he 'liked' and each of
them would only remind him of 'F' and that just now made him feel bad.

As he got in sight of the gym he saw his Mum's car as he entered the carpark
and the four women all making their way to the gym, his Mum waved and
indicated to the back of the car where his bag was. He would get it and go
inside himself. When he got to the car the woman where going through the main
door, he lifted up the boot and looked inside, there was his bag, he picked it
up and then noticed another sports bag, a red one, he stopped and 'Oh Shit!'
It was just like the bag he'd seen the woman carry going into the hotel, the
woman he thought, was sure, was 'F', then he realised that each of the four
women had a sports bag like this it was the kind given out by the gym, that's
why he'd noticed it!

Another revelation hit him 'F' could that stand for 'Fiona' as that was the
name of ... ... BUZZ! BUZZ! His phone went off, a message, he looked at it,
the number it was that of 'F' from his time at the hotel, the message read
'Now turn around!' Slowly he did just that, there was stood 'F', no mask this
time, just in her sports kit as she had been a couple of minutes ago when
Adrian had first turned up in the carpark 'Oh Shit! It's Her, Its 'Fiona', Oh
Shit!' Adrian was shocked as he looked straight at ... ... .?

Fiona had a slight grin on her face, after she had sneaked that look at 'A'
under his mask and got her own shock, she'd had time to think about all this.
She'd thought about what they had done, how it had all happened, what it all
meant, the implications, but she also couldn't get of the feeling of how
excited and wonderful it had all been before she knew who her 'boy wonder'
really was. But now that she'd had time to think about it all. "Well 'A' I
think we need to have a quiet chat, don't you ... ... ?"