The Amazonian Grandmother By Jeremy Wilson shaneomacfan1@yahoo.com An older woman shows she’s not too old to have muscles **Authors note: This is about an older female with a lot of muscle and strength, if this subject does not appeal to you, I suggest you read something else. This is also an homage of sorts to some of my favorite female muscle authors, people like Supreme, Rampant Tiger, and Dreamspinner, who made female muscle on older, more mature women, not only readable, but very sexy. But I have always felt one thing was missing from their respective stories, and that's super strength and massive muscle size, well beyond that of a normal male, so I decided to put my skills to what I do best, write about those subjects. And being the extremist I am, I decided to take it a step further, no one has written about a woman as old as I'm going to write about, so if a woman in her 70's-100's with massive muscle and a sex drive doesn't interest you, please turn around right away, because this story has plenty of this. If this subject does interest you, I hope you like my story. This subject matter may not be appropriate for everyone, but it does not involve any crimes of any kind, no incest, no pedophilia, no murders, no stealing, so it will be pretty uninteresting, oh wait did I mention the character has muscle!! Anyway, enjoy** Sheila Steward moved in next door to me a couple of weeks ago, and I really never paid any attention to her, I knew for a fact that she was in her 70's and had a couple of grandchildren that visit every now and then, and her daughter and son-in-law lived across the state. She looked small, only like 5'1 and couldn't have weighed more than a 110 pounds at the least, but there was something about her that showed vitality, that she may not have been as weak as her age made it look. She carried herself with a confidence that I had very rarely seen out of someone her age, was always friendly, and helpful when the opportunity came around, but I never really got to know her well enough to call her a friend. That all changed one day, though, when she asked me for assistance carrying her groceries in from her car. I got the biggest surprise I have ever received when I saw her carrying a semi-heavy paper bag of groceries, her biceps really showed, and they were extremely big and full of veins. My eyes just about popped out of my skull when I saw that, she was extremely muscular, and well into her retirement years. I commented to her "Looks to me like you don't need much help, looking at your arms you could probably carry twice as much as me, and I weigh three times your size!" She blushed and pulled her sleeves down over her arms, but it was too late, she just smiled and said "So you like muscles on older women?" It was my turn to be embarrassed, but I nodded shyly and said, "Well, yes, its been one of my fantasies since I first discovered that I like muscle and strength in women, to meet someone my Grandmother's age who has more muscle and strength than women half her age. Then she dropped a bomb on me, "Come on in son, since my husband died 3 years ago, I haven't really had a man over, but I think you might be the right one for me." I said "I'm sorry to hear about your husband, what did he die of?" She nodded her head soberly, "Well, he died of a heart attack while we were making love, he died with a smile on his face, though." So she led me into her house, and took off her shirt and shorts to reveal a body that wouldn't be so out of place on a Miss Olympia stage. I was completely turned on as I saw this woman well into her 70's with a body like that, she was ripped to shreds and bigger than I first imagined when I saw her bicep for the first time. She was wearing a black bra and panties, she let her hair down from the bun she had it in and revealed shoulder length salt and pepper hair. She looked like a goddess of muscle, I have loved Female Bodybuilders for 20 years now, and what I saw before me was the most incredible example of female muscle that I've ever seen, imagine what Colette Guimond might look like in 30 years if she kept the same amount of muscle size and definition, this muscle grandma didn't have to take a back seat to any woman, and most men, when it came to muscle development. Not only were her muscles very large(I estimated her biceps to be at least 18" around and her pecs about 48" around, with some well developed shoulder, back and leg muscles), veins and striations could be seen everywhere on her body, and she had 8 pack abs, I could actually see all 8, as the separations were very deep and defined. My tongue was dragging on the floor, I stared unabashedly and my dick was harder than its ever been, she noticed this, giggled to herself, and said "Not bad for a 78 year old, huh?" Oh my god, 78 years old! She's got a body that could win the Ms. Olympia if she stepped on stage tomorrow and she's 78?!?! I was dumbfounded, I couldn't think of anything else to say, so I stuttered out "H-H-How?" She giggled again and explained, "Well, I grew up on a farm, and worked there until I was 49, when my husband got this house, I worked in a factory up until I retired at the age of 65, since then I've been keeping healthy by lifting weights, doing aerobics, and walking every day." I came out of my stupor and said, "It's been working very, very well, I have to admit, I've never seen a woman up close with the kind of muscle development, with your level of fitness, you're not just muscular for your age, you're muscular for any woman of any age, I hope you don't mind my asking, but how strong are you?" She said, "I knew you would ask that, my husband loved me showing my strength in front of him, there's nothing that turned him on more than to see me twist a steel bar into a pretzel with ease, or lift up the back end of the car while he changed a tire, as far as my strength goes, there's never been anything that I couldn't lift since I was 65, I tried testing it with various things around the house, but nothing really ever made me try too hard." I was shaking at this point, as I found out she was my perfect woman, she was more muscular than 98 percent of the population of the world, and stronger than anyone in the world as well. "Please, show me something, Miss Steward!?!" I said excitedly wanting nothing more than to be carried around by her awesome arms, or to see her curl an impossibly huge barbell. She thought for a while on how to demonstrate her might, she gave me a quarter to inspect, and took it back, saying "Watch this, sweetums and please call me Sheila." She bent the quarter in on itself using nothing but her thumb and index finger, then did it once again, that's the first time I've ever heard of someone folding a quarter twice, but she wasn't done! She held the former quarter still between her thumb and index finger and just pushed her fingers together, it was effortless, but left me devastated, as I saw the quarter being crushed until it ran like rain from her fingers, she actually liquefied a quarter with just 2 fingers! I quickly passed out after cumming harder than I had in my life, without even touching myself! I awoke 3 hours later in what appeared to be a big bedroom, but it wasn't an ordinary bedroom, it had to be 50 feet from one end of the room to the other and was filled with various weightlifting equipment, there was no sight of Sheila around, but I heard the sounds of a shower being run, so I guessed that must have been her. I couldn't resist, so I opened the bathroom door and peeked in, I wanted to surprise my new lover, my septuagenarian muscle fox. I got undressed and pulled the curtain of the shower stall, to find her completely naked and still ripped to absolute shreds, maybe even more so, she turned around with a look of surprise, but that soon turned to recognition, she reached over to me, took me under my armpits and lifted me effortlessly into the shower, immediately taking me in the most sensual french kiss I've ever experienced, there wasn't any doubt, this mature woman was extremely horny and I was just the guy to help her satisfy her needs. We stayed like that for a while, clutched in a tight embrace, her rock hard muscles against my much softer ones, until she felt my big cock brush against her intensely striated and vascular 8 pack abs. She took me by my hips and pressed me up against the wall of the shower, than pressed me above her head until my dick was level with her beautiful lips, then she deepthroated my 8 inches with ease, doing it with such expertise that I had no choice but to cum even harder than I did before. She cleaned us up and carried me back to the bed, where she put on a nude posing display that blew me away again, I didn't think it was possible, but I got hard once again, this 78 year old was the hottest thing I've ever seen, no woman could ever compare after this, no woman had this level of strength and muscularity at her age, or so I thought. We made love and it was the most incredible experience of my life, she was so experienced, she knew just what to do to give me the best time of my life in the bedroom, taking me close to cumming, then changing her rhythm, taking me close again, and again doing something different to prolong it, when I finally did achieve orgasm, it was the best orgasm ever, I must have cum bucketloads, we finally came down after 5 hours of continuous fucking, and decided to go to sleep. The phone rang, waking us both up about 9 hours later, Sheila picked it up, shouted with surprise "Mom! I didn't know you were going to be in town, you want to stay here, I don't know if that's the best idea, wait, okay, sure that would be fine, ma, you know I'd love for you to stay a couple days here, okay I'll see you in a little bit." I was listening in rapt attention, I mean here was this 78 year old woman and her own mother was still alive? I wondered how old she must be, 97? Older? Sheila looked back at me, knowing what I was thinking and said "Yeah, that was my mother, she has been living in California the last 20 years, coming back every now and then to visit, and I know what's on your mind, she just turned 100 years old last year." Man I thought to myself, I wonder what kind of shape her mother is in, to live to that ripe old age, I guess I was going to find out in a couple hours. Then the thought occurred to me, Sheila was working on her mother's farm for 40+ years, and she turned out to be the most muscular septuagenarian in the history of the world, could her 100 year old mother be this muscular? Nah, I thought to myself, its impossible for a 100 year old to have muscle like this, but then again, I thought, it should be impossible for a 78 year old to be this muscular, and here's a clear example that it wasn't sitting right next to me. I waited impatiently for Sheila's mom to arrive, to see if my suspicions rang true. The car came in at about 4:30 pm, Sheila ran out to meet her mother, while I stayed by the door to scope things out, I noticed that her mother was a bit shorter than Sheila, but her shoulders seemed to be even wider, her mother was wearing some baggy clothes, but the width of her shoulders told me immediately something wasn't normal here. Her face was beautiful, there were no signs of her age, other than her curly white hair, she had no visible wrinkles or crow's feet at all. I came out at Sheila's behest, she introduced me, "Jeremy, meet my mother Gloria, Gloria, this is my neighbor and new boyfriend, Jeremy." I shook her hand, and it felt like my hand went through the wringer, I mean her grip was more powerful than any man's I have ever shook hands or armwrestled against. Then Gloria did something unreal, she pulled me to her, put her arms around me and lifted me off the ground with ease, she must have been a foot shorter than me, I was about 5'10, so her arms couldn't lift me too high, but I felt my feet leave the ground. Here I was a 29 year old, 300 pound man, being held in the arms of a 100 year old woman, who was 4'10, but she must have weighed at least as much as Sheila, if not more. As she held me close, my hands wandered on their own, I marveled at the fact that her shoulders and arms were even harder than Sheila's, if Sheila's were as hard as steel, Gloria's were hard as diamond, could she be more muscular? Could she possibly be even stronger? I pondered these thoughts as I passed out from the experience of being lifted by someone 71 years older than I was. The last thing I noticed before I left consciousness was her firm old hands squeezing my butt cheeks. To be continued?