Amazonian Grandmother Part 3- Agnes 
By Jeremy Wilson  shaneomacfan2@yahoo.com 
Sheila’s Grandmother Agnes shows up


*Author's note: Hey all, its me again, back to titillate, excite, shock,
surprise and turn you on all at the same time. Now, I admit, I know this
particular story series may not be for everyone, but I just want to emulate
some of my favorite authors of all time, people like Dreamspinner, Rampant
Tiger, and Surpreme, who showed that not only women who are 60 and over could
have muscle, but they could be incredibly sexy with that muscle, able to
seduce men young enough to be their grandchildren through that muscle and
strength. Of course, I, being one to go to the extreme, have decided to take
some of their general ideas and take them to a new level of muscle size,
strength and sexual advancements, the women will be older, their muscles will
be bigger and stronger than any mature women stories have ever seen, this is
not me trying to compete with these luminaries in our business, but to try and
pay my homage to them, to show them that their stories have really started to
resonate with the members of this site. So, I must warn you, this story will
include the use of a 78 year old woman, a 100 year old woman, and a 121 year
old woman, all of whom are more muscular and stronger than any real FBB. Not
only that, but there will be sexual storylines as well, so if you think that
is disgusting, you shouldn't continue. Anyway, here we go with the third part
of this story.*

Agnes Portman's story

Agnes Jane Portman was born June 13, 1885 near Milwaukee, Wisconsin, her
family was a farming family who had moved from Milwaukee to Campbellsport in
1898, where the women of the family grew their bodies firm through hours of
hard work, which made the women as tough and strong as the men, in Agnes'
case, much stronger than any of the men in her family. By the time she was 21,
she married and moved in with her husband, but kept her physique hard and
strong by working out. She gave birth to the first of her 5 children, and the
only girl, Gloria later that year. She decided that she wanted Gloria to grow
up big and strong as well, so she and her husband moved back in with her
parents, and went back to work on the farm. While Gloria was very strong from
a young age, Agnes had gained muscle on top of muscle, and was always tougher
and stronger than her daughter. When Gloria finally moved away when she was in
her 30's, she challenged her 50+ old mother to an arm wrestling contest, and
finally won, Agnes was devastated and made it her goal to never be weaker than
Gloria again, at about this time, gyms popped up around the state, and Agnes
joined right up to increase her strength and muscle size. She moved back down
to Milwaukee because they had the gyms with the best equipment and most
weight, and she grew stronger than she ever thought possible, her muscles
growing to sizes that were thought impossible for any woman, especially one
her height, as at 76 years old, she had shrunk to 4'10. As she stayed in
Milwaukee, she grew bigger and stronger, soon having to build her own gym
because none of the others had enough weight for her to lift, she had to make
special weights that could test her. Those special weights helped her attain
even more strength and muscle than before, which I was about to find out.

At Sheila's house again

I suddenly awoke in Sheila's bedroom, thinking that the last 24 hours were
nothing but incredibly vivid dreams, I mean a 100 year old woman stronger than
10 of the strongest men in the World combined, with muscles that would put a
Mr. Olympia to shame and who had a sex drive that would kill most porn stars,
that has to be a fantasy, right? And certainly, her own mother's mother, who
is 121 years old, couldn't still be alive, could she? And even if she was, she
would have to be a frail, shrunken old lady right, she wouldn't have the kind
of muscle mass you couldn't find anywhere, even on the biggest of male
bodybuilders, right? "Jeremy, honey, are you awake yet, Grandma Agnes just
phoned, she just got in town and should be here in about 10 minutes, we gotta
make you presentable for her!" Oh God! Everything was real, Sheila, Gloria,
and Agnes all existed, I was happier than a pig in slop, I got right up, not
even attempting to conceal how happy my little buddy downstairs was as I got
out of bed. I rushed into the bathroom, took a quick shower, got on my best
shirt on that I had at Sheila's house, combed my hair and brushed my teeth. I
got downstairs just in time to be treated with the sight of Agnes hugging
Gloria much the same way that Gloria had hugged me yesterday, I noticed that
Agnes had gray hair laced with white strands, she was slightly taller than
Gloria, but at the most only 4'11, she was wearing a flowery dress with a
knit, button up sweater over it. I couldn't see much noticeable muscle, just
like Gloria, but as I saw Gloria and her mother standing side by side, Agnes'
shoulder were a little bit wider and were noticeably rounder. I stood in the
doorway, and when Sheila signaled me, I approached Agnes with a smile on my
face, and my hand out. Agnes smiled at me and for the first time I saw her
face in full, it was awesome, I mean multiply the beauty of the most beautiful
supermodel you could ever think of by a factor of 5 and you still wouldn't
come close to the beauty that Agnes possessed. I mean if you lined Agnes up
against Angelina Jolie and asked who was more beautiful, the whole world would
immediately vote for Agnes, and it would be like 6 billion to 200,000 votes,
that's how beautiful her face was, I was completely mystified. Her eyes were
the most spectacular shade of blue that I've ever seen, her teeth were
exquisite, white and really strong looking, there wasn't any wrinkles or crows
feet that I could see, and her hair was done up in a very tight bun, but even
that looked extremely sexy, like a naughty librarian. Agnes saw that I was
instantly mesmerized by her and she took that opportunity to surprise me, she
knocked my hand out of the way in a blur and took me in her arms, like a groom
would carry her bride over the threshold, except I was a 300 pound man while
she was a 121 year old woman who probably weighs at the most 180 pounds. I was
completely overcome with passion, I didn't care who was watching, I just dove
in and received the most passionate french kiss I have ever had. I frenched
with both Sheila and Gloria over the last two days, but Agnes could teach
those two something about kissing, I mean she was active, loving, and her
tongue was seemingly as strong as the rest of her.

Agnes proceeded to carry me into Sheila's house, holding my 300 plus pounds
with incredible ease, even though I knew that Gloria and Sheila were
superhumanly strong by any standards, I never thought that a 121 year old
woman could come close to that, but if anything, it seems she handled my
weight far more easily than her 100 year old daughter and 78 year old
granddaughter. I had noticed too, that her muscles were very hard to may
touch, even though currently relaxed, I couldn't dent any muscle the
slightest. Let me tell you, I've been hard a lot these last three days, but I
can't remember ever being harder than I was in this great great great
grandmother's arms, as I knew without a shadow of a doubt, I had met my dream
girl, muscles bigger than any male bodybuilders with strength to match, while
Gloria and Sheila had already fulfilled those requirements, I had no doubts
that Agnes could blow them away. She carried me up to Sheila's main bedroom
and placed me down on the bed, she then went into bathroom and said "Take your
clothes off, I want to give you a show before we get down to business, if you
know what I'm saying." It was the first time I heard her speak and even that
was perfect, a throaty bass whisper that made Jessica Rabbit sound like Betty
Boop! She came out of the bathroom with a pink robe on, her hair was stuck up
in the same bun she had warn when she arrived, but it now had some chopsticks
in it, instead of the scrunchie that held it before. She pressed a button on
the stereo and it started playing a slow R&B song, she had her back towards me
as she started dancing like a stripper, she undid her robe and started taking
it off, slowly and sexually. The first thing I noticed was her neck, it was
very thick and surrounded by trapezius muscles that bulged up to the bottom of
her earlobes, even that was striated more than any trap muscle I've ever seen,
then her shoulders were revealed, looking like two fairly large pumpkins,
containing striations so big and deep you could lose your index fingers in
them. These lead to triceps that were stacked at least 4 inches deep, they
were the stereotypical horseshoe shape, but they were so cut up that you could
see each and every muscle, it was like watching a living, breathing anatomy
chart right in front of me and she wasn't even finished! Next I saw her back
full of mountainous bulges, I mean there looked to be mini mountain ranges
roaming up and down her thick back, her lats spread out incredibly, like an
eagle's wings, they looked almost as wide as her shoulders, which I would have
guessed at 5 feet across, incredible, she's wider than she was tall! She
lowered the robe more and I saw a Christmas tree with all the trimmings in the
middle of her lower back. Finally she slipped the robe totally off, showing
her dimpled ass cheeks, which, when she flexed them, were as striated as any
male bodybuilder I've ever seen. Her hamstrings were very visible as she
flexed her leg up, a muscle the size of any bicep I've ever seen was bouncing
up and down as her leg moved. I finally saw her calves and they were the
biggest, hardest, most diamond shaped calf muscles that I can ever remember
seeing, they weren't calves, they were cows!

Now it was time for my favorite part, while I love every muscle a woman has, I
love to see the front of a woman more than the back, which is all I've seen of
Agnes so far. Agnes definitely didn't disappoint either, first she did a front
biceps, which produced biceps that I can't ever remember seeing, they actually
had 3 heads, there was a very big first peak, a split on that one, and one
little bitty peak on top of that. Not only was her sharpness the best I've
ever seen, but the size was unreal, I mean I thought Gloria was huge, with her
26 inchers, but damned if Agnes didn't have 30 plus inches on each of her
arms. Her shoulders looked really good, as they were slightly above her huge
biceps, and were about the size of basketballs, round, but incredibly veiny
and striated. Her forearms made Popeye's look like Olive Oyl's, I guessed they
had to be at least 23 inches in their own right. Her traps looked even more
huge from this angle as they towered over her neck right up to the middle of
her ears. Then she suddenly switched to a most muscular pose, which was never
more appropriate because what I saw in front of me was definitely the most
muscular person I had ever seen, thought, or dreamed about. She had no
breasts, but her pectoral muscles were about 20 inches deep, which made her
even bigger than her massive daughter in that department, but she was so
amazingly cut up, that there was no comparison, Gloria's pecs looked like soft
breasts compared to Agnes' vein riddled, striation covered treasure chest.
This was the first chance I had to look at her abdominal muscles and I was
dumbfounded, my mind whirled as I tried to count up the many separated squares
of muscle that I saw before me and I counted no less than 18 distinct squares,
not only that, her intercostals and obliques were very, very visible, I had
seen Sheila's and Gloria's, but once again, Agnes' conditioning was a lot more
noticeable and better. Well, I have to say, I had been so tied up in Agnes
posing that I failed to notice the mess I was making in Sheila's bed, I looked
down and saw that the top sheet was soaked with a mix of sweat and my cum,
which I must have spurted at least 3 times from the volume of it. And yet, I
was still hard, Agnes' body was so huge, so muscular, so sexy, that I hadn't
gotten soft even after cumming 3 times in a row! "Not bad for a 121 year old,
huh, big boy? I hope you got some left for me, sweetums." She then tore off
the sheet and licked her lips at my erection, which at 9 and 3/4 inches was
the biggest I've ever been, she scooped up some of the pooled cum and licked
it off her palm, then made a loud growling noise, "Yeah, kiddo, you're ready,
come over here you big stud!"

So here I was, in bed with my 78 year old lover's 121 year old grandmother,
and I was getting the screwing of a lifetime, I mean I know both Gloria and
Sheila had a lot of experience, but they paled in comparison to Agnes again,
she took me to such heights that I've never experienced, I must have come at
least 15 times throughout the 12 hours we went at it. I mean her pussy was the
most muscular, flexible pussy that I've ever had the pleasure to be in, I
wouldn't be surprised if she found a way to exercise that as well when she was
building up the rest of her body in Milwaukee for all those years. She had
even more orgasms then I did, as I found her clit very early and worked as
hard as I could to make her have multiple orgasms, sometimes she thrashed
around so hard that I was bounced off the top of her body 3 feet in the air,
it was like I was an inflatable toy to her! After we finally tired, I asked
her "Agnes, you're completely incredible, I mean the things you did with your
vagina were out of this world! You gotta tell me, have you found a way to lift
weights with your pussy?" Agnes giggled a little and said "You'll see later,
when you've been lifting as long as I have, you discover some exercises that
will make every part of your body strong and muscular, even my own puss would
make the strongest man in the World jealous and I ain't talking about my pet
cat, although its quite strong in its own right." I pleaded with her to show
me how strong she really was, so she went over to Sheila's bedroom weight,
which weighed 1300 pounds and picked it up with one hand in the middle, she
curled it for 20 reps and then switched hands, the whole time she didn't
grunt, or noticeably tense her muscles, it must have been close to weightless
to her. She noticed my look of awe and said "Sonny, I could have curled this
weight 20 years ago, I'm much, much stronger now, but I doubt Sheila has any
weights that could challenge this body." I answered "Well, she does have some
impressive weights in the basement, but seeing you handle that weight like
nothing makes me think you could be right, I would still love to see you lift
them though."

I lead Agnes down to the basement, where Gloria and Sheila were engaged in an
intense workout, Gloria was benching 5,750 pounds for 2 reps, and Sheila was
shouting her encouragement. Agnes scoffed at how hard it was for Gloria, and
went over to the bar, she lifted it out of its rests and started curling it,
nearly 3 full tons and this 121 year old woman was curling it, for reps! I
know it was harder for her than the 1300 pound single arm curls, but she still
managed 8 slow, but very steady reps before setting the bar back down. "Now
that was more like it, but today's my chest day and we need a lot more weight
than this to make me work up a sweat." Sheila and Gloria groaned at the fact
their matriarch was once again going to show them up once again, but they put
as much weight as they could managed on the bar without it breaking, coming
out to 9,800 pounds, the bar was bending very low on each side. Agnes got
under the bar and brought it off its rests, she brought it down slowly to her
chest, which wasn't a very far journey because of how far her chest stuck out,
2 feet above her ribcage, courtesy of her incredible pec muscles. She brought
it right back up with ease, and kept at it until she got to 20 repetitions,
almost 5 tons was nothing but a warm-up bench for this 121 year old woman, is
there nothing this woman can do? When she sat up, her chest was incredibly
swollen, if she started out at two feet my guess right now of her chest's
deepness was about 28 inches, it looked like she was smuggling 2 watermelons
under her skin! But of course these pectorals contained veins, striations and
separations that have never existed on any female body ever! It was like some
strange, demented person took the head of Raquel Welch and put it on a morph
of a huge female bodybuilder, but this was all real, a woman stood in front of
me that had so much muscle, she could have entered the Mr. Olympia tomorrow
and win with absolute ease, she would have outsized even the biggest
competitor and sent them home with shame, and she was my new lover! "Like I
said, you don't have the kind of weights that can challenge me, I have weights
at home that makes these look like tinker toys, I doubt Gloria and Sheila
couldn't deadlift together the weight I use for my benchpress back in
Milwaukee." She did a double biceps pose and shamed her daughter and
granddaughter again with arm muscles that would have to be twice as big as
Sheila's! I ran over to Agnes without hesitation and proceeded to grab on to
that monster peak and hang off of it, she giggled and started flexing me up
and down, like my 300 pounds was nothing but a toy to her towering bicep. "Can
Gloria or Sheila do that, my sweet? Oh, they can't! My, how wimpy can you
girls be, my last two husbands spent hours doing this with me. Oh well, I
guess being old has its advantages." I thought, man, can this get any better?
Than I heard a knock and a call, "Sheila, its your great Aunt Charlene, is my
little sister Agnes here, I want to talk to her!" Oh my god, could it be
possible?!! Another incredibly old woman with muscles!!! I went up to meet
Aunt Charlene and just as I opened the door I heard something strange. Beep,
beep, beep, oh crap my alarm clock, I awoke in my own bed, it had all been a
dream, damn! I got up, got dressed and washed my face, ready to go to work. I
looked over at my 78 year old neighbor and waved hello, she waved back and I
noticed that her forearms were quite muscular and veiny, her upper arm was
exposed and didn't have a hint of flab that you would see on an older woman,
in fact I saw a little peak. I stared a little at them, and she winked,
blowing me a kiss. It was a dream, wasn't it? The End...