She Saved Me Again
By Elrohir, Elrohir57@gmail.com
By showing she can take it, and dish it out, too!


I arrived on her doorstep at the appointed time Tuesday night. I didn't know
what kind of wine Jenny liked, but she'd been drinking Dos Equis Amber the
other night, before her ex-boyfriend so rudely interrupted us, so I brought a
six-pack of that with me, along with a single red rose. When she answered the
door, her beaming smile lit me up inside and out, and she took advantage of my
hands being full by grabbing me and pulling me to her in a passionate kiss
that again took my breath away. After a long moment, she pulled her head back
but kept me pressed against her body. She whistled. "Ooh, BABY!" she laughed,
then stepped back and said, "Looks like somebody's happy to see me!" as she
looked down at the crotch of my chinos. I flushed with embarrassment. "Don't
be shy, Old Man! That's quite a bulge you have going there. You should show it
off more often, it might get you laid more." She laughed, and, nervously, so
did I. "Gee, thanks!" she said as she took the beers and the rose from me and
went off to the kitchen. She was wearing silky pajamas, and when I could
finally tear my gaze from her gorgeous ass, I looked at my watch and wondered
if maybe I'd misunderstood and arrived early.

"I hope you don't mind," she called cheerily from the kitchen, "I thought we
could stay in tonight and get to know each other better. I just ordered a
pizza to be delivered. This beer will go great with it!"

"Fine by me!" I said. At this point I really would have done just about
anything just to spend time with her ... grovel, beg, walk through hot coals,
watch a John Kerry retrospective on TV, ANYTHING.

I thought she would come back with a couple of beers, but instead she returned
to the living room empty handed. She crossed the room to where I was and
seductively sauntered up to me. She grabbed my ass and pulled me to her. "We
have about 40 minutes to wait on the pizza," she said softly, "probably just
enough time to get acquainted." She reached behind my head and pulled me in to
kiss her. It was a little different for me, kissing a woman who was as big and
tall as I was. She didn't have to look up to reach me, and as I turned my head
she kind of took the high ground, with my face under hers, and when our lips
met her tongue went on the attack. Her kiss was so passionate, with her lips
pressed so hard against mine that I didn't notice she was forcing my head down
and back, until my game leg gave way and I began to fall. She caught me in her
strong arms and lowered me to the floor, where she gently laid me down and
then stretched out on top of me and resumed the kiss, pressing her nether
region against mine.

Despite the heat rising in me, I tried to be a gentleman and keep my hands
around her waist and in the small of her back. I love the valley that runs
down the middle of a woman's back, especially when she's muscular, because
it's so pronounced. Jenny's was no exception. Her back muscles, hard and taut,
screamed with power. I massaged them, feeling their curvy hardness. My reverie
was interrupted, however, when she grabbed my hands and placed them on her
breasts. As I've said before, they were real and they were spectacular. She
sighed audibly as I massaged them through her silk pajama top. She unbuttoned
the top while still kissing me, exposing her breasts to my hot, trembling
hands. Her breasts were round, full, and firm, with nipples that now projected
out between my fingers. She ground her crotch against mine so firmly that I
thought I was about to explode in my pants, but just when I thought I couldn't
take any more, she slid up my body to insert one nipple, then the other into
my waiting mouth. I fed on them ravenously until she began to moan, at which
time she got up and knelt beside me, placed both hands under me and lifted me
up like I didn't weigh more than a pound, an impressive show of strength. She
carried me into her bedroom and threw me onto the bed. "Off with the pants,
Old Man" she grinned, as she dropped the pajama top off her back and slid off
the bottoms. I couldn't move fast enough! I set a new total striptease record
right there on the bed.

She leapt onto the bed beside me and smothered me with another electrifying
kiss. My already serious wood became steel, and she broke off the kiss to give
me an appraising couple of strokes with her firm hand. "Damn, baby! You've got
some impressive equipment, there!" She rolled over and pulled me on top of
her. Her tone turned mock serious: "No more fooling around, Old Man. Show me
whatcha got." She reached down and guided me into her, and I gave it my all,
varying my stroke and speed as much as I could, for as long as I could. Again,
I was in the zone and in no hurry to climax: Someday I might lose that
ability, but for now she had me enthralled with her and feeling as if I could
last forever. I wanted to please her and enjoy her, to be intimately inside
her for as long as I possibly could. Time seemed to pass quickly, and before
too long her eyes glazed and suddenly she shuddered, that exquisite small cry
rising up from her throat as she came. I couldn't believe my own stamina as I
slowed my pace but kept thrusting gently, which seemed to prolong her
contractions. After a little bit, she focused her eyes on mine and smiled.
"That's my boy!" she said as she rolled me over, still inside her, until she
was on top. She began riding me furiously.

"Yeeeeehaww!" she hollered, as she rode me with one hand in the air like a
bronco rider, thrusting me deep inside her and then rising until the head of
my shaft seemed about to pop out, but she clenched at the top of each stroke
to keep that from happening, and the feeling was electric. I was mesmerized as
she bounced up and down, her breasts bobbing, her massive, curvy thighs
flexing. Harder and faster she rode me, slamming her hips down onto mine,
driving me deep into the bed with each stroke, her fiery green eyes burning
into mine. I moaned and moaned, unable to stop myself. After what seemed like
a violently pounding eternity, she suddenly settled onto me and began
thrusting her hips forward and back, her now visible six-pack abs sensuously
contracting with each stroke, banging my member back and forth inside her.
Apparently this motion stimulated both her clit and g-spot, making her softly
cry "oh! oh! oh!" each time, until finally she arched her back and cried out
"OOOH!" as her body shook with contractions that vibrated my love pillar,
making me explode inside her, a loud guttural moan erupting from deep within
my chest as I shook with my own contractions, my entire body quaking. It was a
volcanic eruption that made my climax the other night at the bar seem like a
sneeze in comparison. When my senses and my breath returned, I looked over at
her clock radio: we had been fucking non-stop for thirty-five minutes.

She settled onto me, my softening wand still inside her. She idly swirled my
chest hair with her fingers while she rather lovingly gazed into my eyes.
"That was a pretty impressive performance, Old Man" she smiled, "I hope you
can repeat it." Before I could ponder what she'd just said, the doorbell rang.
"Oh good, that'll be the pizza!" she chirped, as she lifted off me and swung
down off the bed to pull on her pajama bottoms.

"Hey, Jenny, I'll get it" I said, quickly pulling on my chinos sans underwear.
I made it to the door while she was still putting on her bra. Without
thinking, I unlocked the deadbolt on the door and turned the knob, and as soon
as I did, the door burst open, throwing me to the floor. Jenny's mountainous
ex-boyfriend Kenny loomed large as he looked down at me, smiling as he stormed
past.

Jenny, dressed only in her pajama bottoms and bra, angrily moved toward him,
yelling "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING HERE, KENNY??? GET THE FUCK OUT, RIGHT
DAMN NOW!" But Kenny instead rushed her, grabbing her in a bear hug and
lifting her feet off the floor. He must have known he had to gain the
advantage quickly, since she was so much faster than him. I struggled to my
feet and located a large bookend, and was about to try to flank the giant
bastard and brain him with it when Jenny saw me out of the corner of her eye.
"WAIT!" she commanded, and reluctantly I obeyed, hovering, holding the bookend
at the ready.

Kenny completely ignored me, concentrating on keeping his prey immobilized. I
saw his beefy arms flex as he began to squeeze the life out of Jenny.
Suddenly, however, I could see her arms and back muscles flex in massive
resistance to his crushing embrace, seeming to expand to twice their previous
size. She did not squirm or struggle, seemingly content to merely resist his
attempt to crush her. She stared boldly into his eyes even as he poured on the
power. Kenny's massive bear hug continued for at least a full two minutes,
until gradually his face took on a look of concern as his muscles began to
shake. He was tiring and he knew it, and from his face it was obvious that he
had no Plan B if his initial attack failed, and it was clear that it was
indeed failing, since we could see that his muscles were progressively
weakening. She smiled at him, watching him tire out, patiently waiting until
she knew he was done, then suddenly she wrapped her legs around his torso and
locked her ankles behind him. Her thick, curvy thighs and calves expanded
incredibly as they flexed, crushing Kenny's midsection. His face contorted in
pain as now SHE poured on the power, his eyes glazing while at the same time
an agonized "NNNNNNGGH!" erupted from deep in his throat. He no longer held
her suspended, his hold only serving to help support her as she squeezed his
midsection like an Anaconda, soon turning it into jelly. He released his hold
to try to push her off of him, but as soon as he did so, she wrapped her right
arm around the back of his neck while putting her left forearm across his
throat. Kenny had terror in his eyes as her right bicep and forearm flexed
mightily, cutting off the carotid artery to his brain while her left forearm
cut off his air. There were tears in his eyes as he gasped twice, and then he
went expressionless as his eyes rolled back in his head and he lost
consciousness.

Jenny's weight pulled him forward as he collapsed. I felt sure his enormous
bulk would crush her, but somehow she arched her back, and as her shoulders
met the floor, her abs coiled and her legs flexed, flipping him over her head.
He landed on his back in the middle of the living room floor. Jenny sprang to
her feet and grabbed Kenny's ankles under her armpits. She began dragging him
back out the front door. "Can I help you with that?" I said, trying to be
helpful but also I was flustered that I had been relegated to the role of
spectator while she dismantled the behemoth in front of me.

"Nah, I got it" she said, "but you can pay the pizza guy." A lanky teenager in
a red shirt and red and white ball cap was coming up the walk with the pizza
box while Jenny dragged Kenny's carcass in the opposite direction toward the
street, leaving a drag trail in the Florida sand that had drifted over the
walkway. She left him at the end of the walk by the street as if awaiting
trash pickup.

"Uh, is everything all right?" said the boy, dumbfounded as he looked over his
shoulder to watch Jenny haul the huge body to the curb.

"Yeah, we're okay, just cleaning up" I said, as I handed him a twenty for the
$13 pizza.

"Thanks!" he said, laughing and shaking his head as he walked back to his car.

"Dang!" she exclaimed when she returned, "I've really worked up an appetite,
and not just for pizza!" She winked at me. We had consumed most of the pie by
the time two cops arrived, but we saved a piece for each of them. Finding
Kenny only partially revived, they arrested him for violating the protective
order issued against him after our last confrontation. Jenny was going to be
an even bigger legend at the Police Department after this incident, I thought.
They thanked us for the food, even as we thanked them for their service. The
patrol cars pulled away, and they were still in sight as Jenny threw me over
her shoulder and carried me into the house and threw me on the bed.