Julia
By Eric The Red - written for DTM / Amy's Conquest



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Kyle changed quickly in the locker room, feeling good for once about the long
run he was about to embark on. His shorts looked smaller than the last pair he
had, and he felt embarrassed at how skinny and weak he looked.

Summer was over now, and the winter sports were starting to mingle with the
warmer track and field sports. The locker was full of people as Kyle weaved
his way through, his skinny body snaking through the crowd.

He saw his friend Eric up ahead as he left the locker room and jogged to catch
up. A girl from their history class that had been in Kyle's school for years
was next to him, Julia Gutierrez. She looked huge next to him, a head taller
and a thick build with muscular, powerful legs.

She wore a black hoodie and black shorts with calf high socks that made her
legs look even bigger. Eric and Julia were laughing and joking, but Julia had
a tone of annoyance in her voice, sounding irritated.

Kyle heard her as he caught up to them, in a challenging yet playful voice she
said, "Oh is that right? You think you can wrestle?" She suddenly leaped
toward him, her backpack jumping up on her shoulders in the fast motion. She
grabbed his head and neck and pulled him down into a headlock, locking her
hands and wrists together.

Eric's head barely stuck out over her arms and sweater, and Kyle stared in
dumb shock at the scene before him. Julia had a wicked grin on her pretty
face, and he could hear Eric grunting and struggling in her tight hold.

"My rules, hun," Julia said to Eric, looking up quickly and winking at Kyle.
"I'll let you tap since there's no ref here. Otherwise, I can just put you to
sleep," Julia said, with amusement in her voice.

Kyle could see Eric's head turning purple, and watched Julia plant her feet
and tighten the hold even further, leaning into Eric's body, squeezing her
arms tightly into his neck. Eric waited a few seconds, still prying at her
arms, then tapped furiously on her leg.

Kyle watched as his hand slapped her thigh, realizing how meaty and defined
her tan legs were. The muscles bulged and danced as Eric slapped his
submission onto her leg. She released him, laughing as he coughed and
sputtered, stumbling a bit as he regained his composure.

"What the fuck," Eric said, clearly angry and embarrassed. He rubbed his neck
and walked away as Julia's laughter followed him, teasingly joking with him as
he turned the corner.

"Next time I'll really squeeze, big guy!" Julia said to her retreating victim,
her hands on her hips. She turned, smiling still, and pushed her long brown
hair away from her face. She was the same height as Kyle, he realized, as her
blue eyes looked playfully into his. Her thick, pouty lips were parted,
showing perfect white teeth, as she looked at him with curiosity.

"What's the matter, Kyle? You a tough guy, too?" she asked, stepping up to him
aggressively. Kyle was nervous already, never really talking to Julia before
this or seeing how direct and assertive she was. He also realized she was very
pretty and bigger than he thought, always covering her body in baggy, loose
clothing.

He responded dumbly, stammering a little from nerves, "No, I uh, was just
wondering what he said to piss you off!" Kyle said, trying to keep the
conversation light for fear of public embarrassment the likes of Eric just
suffered.

She smiled at him, looking him up and down, her eyes lingering at his small
running shorts, and poorly concealed crotch bulge. He flushed red as Julia bit
her lip slightly and looked up at him with more curiosity and obvious
interest.

"He said he didn't think girls could wrestle, much less beat a guy. I
obviously proved otherwise. Seems like you enjoyed the show," she teased,
glancing at his semi hard bulge. "You like a big strong girl, little guy?
Hmm?" she said, pressing her body into his, her thick legs flexing as she
shoved her hips forward, bumping his crotch and bulge.

He backed up, surprised and nervous with this pretty, aggressive girl in his
face. He was shy but he didn't want to look like a complete pansy, or to lose
her attention. He responded weakly, "Yeah, I think a strong girl is pretty
hot," he said, quietly muttering to her for fear of being made fun of.

To his surprise, she smiled warmly, grabbing him by his small athletic
cross-country shirt, and pulling him close. "I'll bet I'm a lot stronger than
you, little guy. What do you say, wanna try me?" she said, reaching down
between their bodies and grabbing his junk.

Kyle gasped, the feeling of her hand on his balls and dick incredible through
the thin fabric. She smiled even larger, her eyes knowingly looking into his
with lust and hunger. "Ohhh, little skinny track boy isn't so small
everywhere," she laughed as she released him and stepped back. "Tell you what,
here's my number," she said, grabbing Kyle's wrist and a pen from her bag,
drawing her number out on his hand and a little heart next to it.

"You call me today when you're done with practice, little guy," she said
commandingly, a serious and intense expression on her beautiful face. Without
another word she turned around, bouncing away like a cat who just finished
with her prey.

Kyle watched her thick legs flexing and bulging as she walked away, and then
turned to the track field again, his mind still reeling at what had just
transpired. He wrote down her number in a notepad and stuffed it in his
backpack and went to practice.

After his run, Kyle showered and changed back into his school clothes. He was
exhausted from his run, but had not forgotten Julia. He texted her number,
deleting a few messages before he sent one that didn't seem pathetic. "Hey,
all done with practice, you still want to hang out?" He sent the message and
walked to the parking lot.

By the time he arrived at his car, she had responded, texting back with, "Yes,
come on by my place. My parents are gone all week. I'll change into something
exciting for you, little guy." She included her address, which was a short
drive from the school and his own house.

He called his parents, letting them know he was going to be at his friend
Joe's, and bravely added that he might be spending the night. Julia seemed to
really be interested from the way she had looked at his manhood, and the
devious glimmer in her eyes.

Kyle drove quickly over to her house, a few blocks away. As he pulled up, he
saw a house that looked like it had a huge party going on, with tons of cars
parked out front. He rolled by, counting houses as he went, almost to Julia's
place.

He came around a large dumpster in the edge of the street and saw a group of
people who liked like they were fighting, and after a second of shock from
surprise, he realized the group was engaged in a brawl.

He saw 3 guys about his size and age moving back and forth, in and out,
engaging on another person in the middle. He saw long brown hair flowing over
the person's shoulders, and realized with a start that it was a girl.

He parked right then and there in the side of the street, immediately getting
out and jogging up to one of the guys. As he came up behind him, another one
of his friends was kicked in the face, hard. He staggered and fell to the
ground, the girl regaining her stance, crouching low and watching the other
two.

Kyle snuck up behind a guy with his back to him, and tackled him at the knee,
grabbing his legs and shoving his shoulder into his back, hard. He fell on top
of him and grabbed his arm, locking it behind his back.

As he gained control, he looked up to see the girl grab the last assailant by
the arm as he tried to punch her. She rolled his arm over her, bringing her
shoulder to his chest, and quickly throwing her hips into a fast, powerful
toss.

The guy went flying over her and slammed onto the ground in a heap on front of
Kyle and his pinned assailant. The girl quickly jumped on top of him, slamming
her knee into his neck, and grabbing his arm, bending it painfully into an arm
lock.

Both men were complaining and breathing heavily, demanding release as the girl
and her long brown hair looked up. To Kyle's surprise, he realized suddenly
that the girl was Julia. She wore the same clothes she had on earlier when she
had seen Kyle, but her shirt was torn, and she had a small bruise on her
neck.

"You tried, little pussy," she said, bending the guys arm and shoving his face
into the asphalt. "Even with your friends, you still don't stand a chance
against me." She said menacingly, growling as she pulled his arm up, making
the guy cry out in pain.

"Mmm, that's right, cry for me little pussy. Guess you didn't learn from the
headlock earlier," she said, slamming his head into the asphalt again. Kyle
looked down and realized it was Eric, the guy who she had picked on earlier,
and some of his friends that had attacked her.

Kyle looked up, and asked Julia quietly, "Do you want me to call the cops?"
She threw her hair back and looked up at him and recognition dawned on her
face. Her wild, devious expression changed to a wicked grin, and her eyes
locked onto Kyle's, the thankfulness and happiness evident on her beautiful
face.

"Well, THAT'S a pleasant surprise. Nah, don't worry about the cops, I think
these big strong men have learned their lesson," she said with a laugh. She
stood and kicked Eric in the stomach, looking down at the three young men.

One of them, the one Julia had high kicked as Kyle arrived, was still
unconscious, and looked like he had taken a beating. Eric and the guy that
Kyle had just released crawled slowly to their feet, bleeding and battered.

Kyle noticed Julia was breathing heavily, and her knuckles were red and
swollen. He must've just come in toward the end of the fight, and Julia most
definitely wasn't losing.

He watched her as she picked up her bag, staring down the two guys as they
picked up their buddy and dragged them away. People down the street at the
party were laughing and mocking them.

Kyle followed Julia as she tilted her head in invitation. He caught up to her,
her long muscular legs striding toward what Kyle suspected was her house. "You
OK, did those guys actually tried to jump you?" Kyle asked, concerned.

"Yeah, they got brave when I was on my way back from the store. I needed to
pick up some groceries and they caught me as I passed by the party," she said,
grinning to herself. "I'm fine, though. It was a nice little warm up," she
said, laughing again.

She was greatly confident or very crazy, Kyle thought, but besides a few
bruises and some tears in her clothes, she seemed perfectly fine. It was
incredible, she didn't even seem upset that three guys had tried to hurt her.

" I grew up in a rough neighborhood," Julia said, leading Kyle up to a modest
two-story house and onto the porch. "Those guys were just trying to scare me,
until I fought back. They didn't expect to get hurt, and often times they get
mad, and things get ugly."

She unlocked the door and glanced back with a teasing smile and a wink,
saying, "Luckily I had you there to help me, stunner. Now come on in, " she
said, and walked into the house. Kyle followed her in, closing the door behind
her.

"Whew!" Julia sighed, dropping her stuff onto the floor next to the couch, and
turning around to face Kyle. "A little adrenaline rush and exercise always
gets me a little... excited," Julia said in a sultry tone. She gestured for
Kyle to drop his things, and to sit down on the couch.

Kyle obeyed, and watched Julia moving around in the quiet house, the reality
of the situation sinking in. Just hours ago, he hadn't even barely spoken to
this gorgeous young girl, and now he was in her house, on her couch... alone.

He tried not to think about it too much, and relaxed. "Can I get you something
to drink?" Julia asked, peering around the kitchen wall. "Just water, please,
and thanks," Kyle said, trying to act cool. She smiled warmly, and disappeared
again into the kitchen.

Kyle could see a large mirror on the other side of the kitchen, in what looked
like a dining room. As Julia went to the refrigerator, he caught a reflection
of her leaning over, hips slightly bent as she gathered the drinks.

He stared in awe at her thick, athletic body. Her legs were solid, tan, and
smooth looking, flexing slightly as she leaned over. He followed the long, tan
lines up to her perky, thick butt. Suddenly he realized she was glancing back
at the mirror, her hair trailing down over her shoulder, a wicked grin on her
lips.

Kyle glanced away, his ears getting hot, embarrassed and a little nervous that
she had caught him. He heard a slight giggle in the kitchen, and when Julia
came back, she leaned against the wall and tossed him his water bottle.

Kyle caught it and took a long pull, drinking deeply, trying to relax. Julia
made him somewhat nervous. She was way out of his league, and what was even
more intimidating, she seemed to be a lot stronger as well. He imagined if it
was him in that headlock, next to her large, firm breasts...

Julia smiled at him, opening her own bottle and taking a long drink from it.
Every move she made seemed sexual, lustful, and yet powerful at the same time.
Maybe it was just Kyle's imagination, but she was truly captivating.

Kyle couldn't take his eyes off of her as she drank. She gulped down the
entire bottle, her breasts glistening with perspiration, her tan bicep bulging
as she held the bottle. She finished drinking, and sighed with obvious
satisfaction.

Julia stalked over to Kyle, grabbing a remote from the coffee table, flicking
on some television, and sat down next to Kyle. She tossed her empty water
bottle at him playfully, and he acted as if it hurt. "Oh geez, careful, you
bully," Kyle feigned, acting as if she had hit him.

He got a laugh out of her, and she relaxed on the couch next to him. "So,"
she said, watching him intently, "you mentioned earlier, you think a strong
girl is pretty hot. Care to explain?" She smiled warmly, her blue eyes boring
into him with intensity and playfulness. Kyle swallowed, trying to keep his
cool.

"Yeah um, I think a strong woman is very sexy. It shows confidence, ability to
handle yourself, and it's just an extremely attractive appearance to me, when
a girl takes care of herself." Kyle said, trying not to focus too much on the
physical aspects of what he found attractive.

"Is that so?" Julia teased, sliding a little closer, her thigh flexing massive
and defined near him, and then settled back into the couch. "Tell me more. Do
you find me attractive?" she said, sliding her hand over the couch to his
side, slowly and sensually.

"Yes, I definitely do," Kyle said, trying to remember how to breathe. "You are
obviously very capable of taking care of yourself, and you aren't afraid to
show it. Yet you are still feminine, and... elegant..." Kyle drifted off
distracted by Julia and her soft touch.

She played lightly with her fingers on his shorts strap, just above the
drawstring on his left hip. The soft skin was sensitive, and it was driving
him crazy, a gentle teasing touch that promised so much more. "Go on," Julia
said, leaning slightly forward, closer to him.

He saw her arms, shoulders, and neck flexing as she leaned over, bulging
cords of tan, solid muscle. "You are gorgeous, Julia, and your body is
incredible." Kyle said, his voice nearly a whisper. He tried not to show how
nervous he was, this gorgeous, powerful woman coming on to him.

"I'll bet you're just imagining the things I could do," Julia said, her hand
gliding down to the opening at the bottom of his shorts, sliding slowly up his
thigh. Her nails gave him chills as she slid next to him, pressing her body
against his. "I'll bet you can't even dream of what these muscles, these
curves, can do with your skinny little body," she whispered into his ear.

Kyle was breathing heavily, trying to stay calm as she caressed him and teased
him with her body, and her playful dialogue. He felt small next to her, even
though they were almost the exact same height and weight. Julia had a few
inches at most on him, but up close, she seemed to eclipse his body with her
own.

Her hand slid deeper into his shorts, gliding under his boxers as she leaned
into him, watching his reaction. He gasped and grabbed her leg reactively,
feeling the smooth skin above tight, thick muscle.

Just as soon as the teasing and foreplay had begun, it stopped, Julia pulling
her hand out of his shorts, and crashing down onto the couch next to him. She
slumped down and leaned against him, her soft hair flowing over his lap.

"Oooh, getting all grabby. You just wait. We've got all night to play," Julia
teased, looking up to Kyle with a huge grin. "I'm going to shower and freshen
up. Then you get to see the nice new outfit I told you about earlier," she
said, sliding off the couch and heading to an area behind Kyle.

He heard her go upstairs and did his best to just act cool and stay calm. He
was way out of his element, and she was playing with him, totally in control
of the situation. He was excited to find out what this outfit was, a million
different ideas swirling through his mind.

After a short time, he got a message on his phone from Julia. "Upstairs." Was
all the message had in it. Not one to hassle the details, he got up from the
couch and started up the stairs.

The sun was setting, he noticed, as he passed a large window on the landing up
the flight of stairs. He looked at the pictures hanging on the walls. They
were almost all high school athletics with Julia.

Kyle walked up the stairs, admiring the images. A younger Julia in a track
and field outfit, her legs still thick and defined, but smaller. Her with
braces on next to a high jump bar. As he reached the top of the stairs, the
last two pictures caught his eye.

The first was framed by a medal and neck loop, with gold. It was a picture of
Julia in action on a wrestling mat, sprawled on top of a blonde girl,
stretching her legs out awkwardly and painfully in a "banana split." The last
picture was her in a gym setting, chalk on her hands, leaning over a bar with
a huge amount of weight, preparing for a deadlift.

Kyle was impressed, and even more intimidated as he walked up the last stair,
and into a hallway. He could see a light shining from a door at the end of
the hall. It was a warm, comfortable glow and he took it as an invitation.

Once Kyle reached the door, he pushed it open, and stood frozen in awe. The
room was filled with equipment, weights, and a wide area in the center where a
wrestling mat coated the floor. He stared with surprise at what had to be most
of the top floor of the house - dedicated to fitness and exercise.

A hand suddenly covered his eyes, and he felt a soft fabric on his back. Julia
whispered in his ear, "Guess who," with a playful giggle. Now blind, Kyle
played along, focusing on the softness of her hand, and the feel of some sort
of soft fabric that she wore pressing against his back.

"Let me see," Kyle said, "My guess is, the hottest ninja girl I've ever met,"
he joked. This brought a laugh from Julia, and he could feel her breath warm
against his skin. She leaned in, and he felt her lips go to his neck, kissing
and biting him softly.

Julia moaned as she kissed his neck, whispering to him, "You taste good,
little guy," then suddenly pain shot through his neck. She had bit him hard
and latched on. He gasped as she sucked in his neck, her teeth clamped hard,
and then just as suddenly she relaxed.

Julia started kissing him softly in the spot she had bit, gentle now, and
chill ran down Kyle's spine. It was intimate, yet so unexpected and
aggressive.... "Oh, did I hurt you, little guy? Don't worry, I'll make it all
better," Julia said, moaning and whispering in his ear again.

She dropped her hand and shoved Kyle playfully into the room, laughing again.
Kyle was enjoying himself as well, even with the mind games she was playing.
He turned around to see her in a long, thick bathrobe tied at the waist. Her
surprise outfit presentation was obviously being saved for later. "Thought
you might want to get to know me a little more, since you apparently like big,
strong, mean girls who can handle themselves," Julia said, striding over to
the weight racks.

Kyle took it all in again and was very impressed with everything. "This is
incredible, how did you get all of this?" He asked, truly in awe.

"My Aunt Lynn gave it all to my parents when she went to live overseas. She's
a big time Olympic powerlifter, and a huge influence for me. I added the
wrestling mats though, from some old mats that the school was throwing out,"
Julia said, walking onto the mat and bouncing up and down a little.

"So, here's the plan," Julia said, slowly untying her belt on her robe. "You
get to be the first to see my new workout clothes," Julia said sensually,
giving Kyle a look that would make any man hungry. "Then, you can help me with
a workout."

Kyle looked her up and down, wondering what was under the robes, and
considered his options to respond. "Well, I did come in at the last minute to
help you out," Kyle said, implying that he wanted something in return for his
heroics.

"Actually, you owe me," Julia said, walking up to him, looking massive even
without shoes. "You took one of my playthings away, and now you're going to
replace them," she finished, grabbing him by the shirt and before he could
react, tossing him over her hip and flying down onto the mat.

He landed in a heap on the floor, with Julia standing over him. Kyle coughed
and sputtered, unable to even form a word. Julia laughed loudly but leaned
over and helped him up. "See? Nice and sturdy mats. You should feel special,
you're the only other person I've let touch these mats since my Aunt Lynn
gave them to me."

Kyle didn't feel that special at the moment, more like a rag doll. She had
easily tossed him nearly halfway across the room. He caught his breath again
as Julia padded over to a corner of the room with several large mirrors.

She spoke over her shoulder to him, "My Aunt Lynn tried bodybuilding for a
while, as well, but she didn't like being on stage. I've considered taking it
up for a while, but I also don't really like tons of people staring at me. I
like to display my hard-earned physique privately, and intimately," she looked
into the mirror at Kyle as she slid off the belt of her robes, "for special
occasions."

Julia gently removed the robe, letting it slide down her shoulders,
revealing her wide back, thin waist, and pausing with the robe on her butt.
She turned toward Kyle with a look of pure joy, and dropped the robes,
cascading around her thick, long legs.

She posed for him in the mirror, flexing her body and turning, displaying
every inch of her physique. The special outfit that she had been hinting at
was a Greco style wrestling outfit. It was skin-tight on her body, pulling
her breasts up into a thick, voluptuous "V" shape, the thin straps sliding
over bulging trap muscles and shoulders.

The bottom of the outfit came high up her legs, just barely concealing the
bottom of her butt cheeks, and as she turned and flexed, he could see Julia's
defined, rippling muscles. Her body was feminine, elegant, and curvaceous, but
athletic and solid, with immense power seeming to just lie beneath the surface
of her smooth, tan skin.

Kyle remembered how to breathe, and realized his mouth was open, gaping at
this incredible woman. "Julia..." he whispered, "your body is unbelievable.
You look so.... sexy..." he said, unable think of anything else, or to stop
himself.

Julia giggled, breaking the reverie, and started to walk over to Kyle. She
said to him with confidence, "I've been trying to get your attention for some
time now, Kyle. I've seen the way you stare at me at school. I'll bet you had
no idea what was underneath those clothes," she said teasingly, pacing around
Kyle on the wrestling mat like a tigress.

"I didn't even know that you registered my existence," Kyle said, and
chuckled nervously. "You must have worked extremely hard to get that...
strong," he said, still unable to find the right words, and trying to think
about something else for fear of the bulge in his shorts becoming noticed.

"Well, I can show you a little demonstration of how strong I really am, Kyle.
Like I said, you owe me, and I could use a hand with some of the work," she
said, stopping in front of him, grabbing his waist and wrapping her arms
around him. Their faces were nearly level, with her bright blue eyes looking
down on him just slightly, her thick lips parted, Kyle knew he was in deep
trouble.

He awkwardly raised his arms up to her shoulders and neck, holding her as she
closed her arms around him, wrapping them tight around his skinny body. Her
breasts pushed into his chest and neck, feeling solid and enormous against
him. In this position, he felt like the girl in a lover's dance, and he was
slightly embarrassed.

Kyle's face must have betrayed this, because Julia smiled, a devious look
crossed her face as she laughed, saying, "What's the matter? You like those
other guys? Can't handle a big, powerful, woman?" she said, pulsing her arms
as she paused each time.

Kyle felt the power of her arms crushing him as she flexed, his ribs bending
inward, making it hard to breathe each time she squeezed. He grimaced
unwillingly and tried to conceal it; the pressure of her constriction was
immense.

She laughed again, and let him go, sliding away from him and over to a weight
bench. "Come on, little guy, I'm just teasing. I know you want this," Julia
said, her eyes going right to Kyle's crotch, where his dick was growing and
bulging against his shorts. She set herself up on the weight bench, and lay
down under the bar.

"You don't get a choice though, hun," Julia said in her commanding voice
again, "I'm going to demonstrate how strong I really am, and how inferior your
body is to mine. Come over here, and spot me." Julia said, not waiting for
Kyle to respond, unracking the bar with over 200 lbs. already placed on it.

Kyle moved over to the head of the weight bench, not even thinking about how
quickly he did as she told him. His mind was still processing what she was
saying. It was crazy talk, but he felt strange, the truth of her words sinking
in, and the fact that he desperately wanted her now didn't even matter, she
was completely in charge.

Julia held the bar up and adjusted herself slightly, settling in. "You don't
need to spot this weight, hun, just get comfortable, and try not to poke my
eye out with that," she said, gesturing at his crotch. Kyle flushed red again,
and stood sheepishly above her, feeling small.

Julia laughed as she started to lower and raise the bar, moving the heavy
weight easily, quickly pressing it up and down, bracing and breathing with
expert control. "Oh, Kyle. I love how you get so embarrassed. You turn about
as red as some of the guys I've choked out while wresting," she teased,
finishing her set.

She sat up, and pulled her hair back into a ponytail, her arms and back
flexing in the motion. She pointed over at a set of plates near the mats."
Grab me four more of those plates, cutey. Two for each side of the bar, " she
said dismissively.

Kyle felt himself moving again, not even fully aware of his obedience toward
her. He felt like a little kid around an adult, awkward and shy, which seemed
to be endearing to the athletic, beautiful woman of his desires.

He talked to her while he grabbed the plates, grunting with effort as he set
each of them on the bar. "So, you've wrestled against males, too? I saw your
pictures in the stairway. Seems like there's a theme of physical power, here,"
Kyle said in a humorous way, wanting to know more about this incredible girl.

"I have to admit," Julia said as she lay back down under the weight, adjusting
herself on the bench. "I enjoy dominating another person. I am what some
people call sadistic, and I'm kind of a control freak," she said, and Kyle
caught her glancing at his crotch again. Julia smiled, gripping the bar, "I
know you like it, even if you haven't really thought about it. You are already
mine," she said dismissively, and pressed the bar up in front of her.

When she lifted it, the bar slightly bent, and Kyle could see her muscles
bulging and shaking slightly with effort. Her thin, revealing wrestling outfit
also did nothing to hide her massive cleavage, and Kyle had a front row seat
as he set up in a spotter position.

She held the bar above her ample chest, and spoke to Kyle. "Step up closer,
this is a lot of weight, and you need to be ready," she said, grunting a
little with effort. Kyle obeyed her, the most natural thing in the world now,
and stepped up with his legs to each side of the bench, her face inches from
his crotch.

"Grab the bar, and no matter what, do not let go," Julia commanded again, and
Kyle gripped it inside of her hands, the steel cold in his palms. "Good boy,"
Julia said, and lowered the bar to her thick chest. Kyle's hands were facing
upward, but as she lowered the weight, his hands were between her thick
breasts and the bar. He tried to think about baseball.

Julia paused, holding the weight there, Kyle's hands trapped in between her
solid, meaty chest and the massive weight. Kyle shook with effort as he held
the spot, leaning over awkwardly, feeling her warm breath on his crotch. "Mmm,
that's perfect," Julia said, and lifted her head up slightly toward Kyle, her
lips brushing against his inner thigh.

He shivered, the sensation making him tremble, and he felt her nibble lightly
in his thigh, felt her tongue sliding between her lips, kissing his sensitive
skin. "Julia, oh my go... fuck..." Kyle said, unable to form a complete
sentence.

She moaned again, her sultry voice vibrating his crotch, making him tremble
again, and felt Julia lift her head up to his shorts, her lips pressing
directly onto his dick and balls. She kissed his crotch, wrapping her thick
lips around his engorged balls, his erection now pushing the shorts way out in
front.

The sensation ass overwhelming, and Kyle could barely breathe. He tried to
pull his hands out from between her breasts and the bar, unable to budge them
even an inch. Julia pulled her mouth away, and said in a stern voice, "Do not
let go of the bar."

Kyle knew there was a serious intent behind that command, and he brought forth
all his willpower to hold onto the bar, as Julia started kissing, sucking,
and biting softly on his genitals. He felt his crotch get warm as Julia
exhaled deeply, her breasts bulging and flexing as she pressed the weight off
of her chest, still holding Kyle's balls in her thick lips.

"Oh my fucking god," Kyle said, amazed at the control, the incredible power,
and the unreal action he was forced to witness. Julia laughed under him,
vibrating his balls in her mouth, and lowered the bar again. She was working
Kyle's balls more and more, the sensation beyond belief, as she paused and
held the bar on her massive chest again.

Kyle felt her exhale under him again, trembling and shivering at this
unbelievable sexual conquest Julia was forcing him to experience, as she
pressed the bar up another time. She continued to milk his testicles with her
lips, his cock fully erect and bulging from inside his shorts.

Julia continued to exercise her incredible body, holding Kyle prisoner as he
was forced to be held captive by her rape, as she pressed the bar up and down,
over and over again, breathing heavily into his body. Kyle's eyes rolled into
the back of his head, and he was in the brink of exploding when Julia spit out
his balls, pressing the bar up one last time, and racked the weight.

Kyle was speechless, trying to form a coherent thought or word in response to
the inhuman skill, power, and sexuality of this girl. "Julia, how, you are,
that was," Kyle stammered, trying to make sense, and failing.

Julia sat up and spun around, glancing at his massive erection, and grabbed it
in her hand, smoothly sliding up and down on his dick, watching his eyes with
lust. "Shhhh Kyle, I know. Now you're starting to understand. You are mine,"
she said, releasing his throbbing erection and standing up.

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