Mother In-Law: Seductrix, Debt-Collector
by JimP based on an idea by Jerry
Paula roughs up Jerry then takes on the marines!


(c)Jim P 2023

'I've got a new job, Jim!' my Mother in-law exclaimed excitedly.

Paula was always changing jobs, even though she had well passed the state
retirement age.

'I'm working for the Apsaras as an enforcer and debt collector.'

'You do know that I had a run-in with a woman called Anna running a criminal
organisation by that name?' [JIMP#071]

She thought for a moment which allowed my attention to slip to the tight
blouse she wore. To my embarrassment she noticed my attention.

'This blouse is really struggling to contain my enormous, wide, well-rounded
low-hanging boobs. They're just bursting out!' she chuckled.

Now that she had mentioned it, I couldn't stop looking.

'It really accentuates your ample assets.'

Why did I say that out aloud?

'Doesn't it just. I love the way it stretches across my chest and bulges out
so much as it clings to my curves. Most men can't get enough!' she laughed
saucily.

'Sorry, I shouldn't be giving my Mother in-law fashion reviews.'

I couldn't tear my eyes away, the top buttons were undone showing off a vast
rounded deep sided valley of the tops of the surrounding breasts. Of course
that was the intended effect.

'It's a real eye-catcher, isn't it Jim?' she asked to my discomfort, with a
knowing grin.'Having the buttons undone allows me to show a lot of skin and
highlights my cleavage while letting you see how generous my bust is. It's
perfect for teasing weak-willed men like you,' she gave a saucy wink.

Given Paula was only 5'1" tall meant I was looking right down the deep dark
steep-sided valley and she caught me looking before I managed to look back at
her face.

'Yes, being shorter than most men gives them that extra perspective," she
laughed.

I needed to change the subject quick!

'The Apsaras were a group of female dancers in Indian mythology. I doubt they
exist nowadays!'

'Well that's what Anna calls the company!'

'Don't take this personally but they were young women with seductive powers
and combat skills. Some were used as spies and assassins.'

My Mother in-law gave me a harsh stern-faced glare that could curdle milk.

'Are saying I'm past it?'

I shook my head quickly.

'I could finish you in a second.'

'I didn't say that,' I blurted fearfully.

'You don't think I've got seductive powers' Then why you keep looking down my
top' They're too big for you to handle. You wouldn't know what to do with them
anyway,' she sneered.

To my surprise, Paula turned around before me, grabbing my hands and pulling
them around her huge girth. She used them to cup the bottom of her massive
breasts then began to lift them. Wow they were incredibly heavy and even with
a bra, they were difficult to contain as they wobbled and overspilled my hands
which were tiny by comparison. I gasped as I felt a hand reach back and felt
the front of my trousers.

'Yes, that's the right reaction, son in-law,' she chuckled as she felt the
growing stiffness. 'Now get down and worship my calves while I tell you about
this man I met. I certainly seduced him with my calves and then some. He
didn't stand a chance and neither will you.'

Jerry

Today, I took my car into the dealership for a service. As I went inside there
was a crowd of men around the reception desk situated in the middle of the
showroom. As I approached, it was clear that these were sales reps who made
way for me. From the way that they had been acting, I expected to see a new
young dolly-bird woman and was therefore very surprised by the receptionist
being way older than I expected and not particularly attractive. She had a
large blocky looking face and rubicund appearance that more suited a mother or
grandmother than a receptionist, with large prominent cheekbones and a wide
rounded chin. Framed by short curly poorly dyed brown hair peppered with grey,
her eyes had brown irises and nose was large and thick while her mouth was
wide and rouged with red lipstick. My first impression was that this mature
woman was grossly obese with a really thick neck that disappeared into very
wide sloping shoulders. She had a tough grumpy look that softened when she
smiled and became more welcoming. Sitting behind the raised desk, she wore a
white blouse that stretched tightly across her large frame with sleeves coming
down to her elbows. The reason for all the male attention immediately became
apparent. Unbuttoned to mid-way, the blouse had a plunging neck-line which was
very low and wide. Immense twin globes of abundant female assets were visible
with steep sides that curved sensually towards each other, meeting in
cock-stirring long deep dark cleavage that led the eye down the middle while
huge low-slung orbs of plenty thrust towards me. The underside of those mighty
breasts disappeared back into the front of the blouse, dividing into
tantalising curves. I struggled to keep my eyes on her face as I spoke with
her and she directed me to the service desk. The smirk on her face suggested
that was the intended effect and boy did it work!

I had been told when I made the booking, that they didn't have a courtesy car
available and I couldn't afford a loaner. The railway station was over a mile
walk and I would have to change to a connecting line to get home. If I timed
it wrong it could take over an hour and a half for a 20 mile journey so they
had agreed to do my car while I waited. After checking in and handing over my
keys, I went to the waiting area, adjacent to the showroom, got a cup of
coffee and sat down. I could pretty much see everything that was going on. The
sales guys still hung around the reception desk like flies. It was surprising
how a very mature woman, who I would have called handsome at best and must
have been well into her 60's if not more, managed to draw the attention of
much younger men by showing off her impressive ample cleavage.

A short while later, the receptionist stood up and headed towards one of the
offices. Holy moly, I nearly fell out my chair! She wore black stretchy
spandex leggings that clung to surprisingly deep sweeping curves of large
thick thighs and coming down to her knees with black flat sports sandals on
her feet. In between were the largest, most muscular, hardest looking calves
I've ever seen on anyone, let alone a woman. It is something I've always
loved. The size and shape of her calves were remarkable, flaring out to a
great width and beautifully curved when relaxed but, when seen from the side,
flexing into huge hard slabs of muscle shaped like pointed spade blades. As I
watched her walk across the showroom floor, I wondered whether those amazing
calves were a result of being obesely overweight. However, the way her blouse
stretched tightly across a broad back showed off exceptionally wide shoulders
that sloped down to a slightly smaller although still quite substantial waist
in a manner that suggested well-developed laterals. Her bust was certainly
huge yet sat very firmly upon her chest that implied a very strong support bra
or great pecs! With large formidable looking sail-shaped forearms, I thought
her very thick arms had a firmness along the leading edge or maybe that was my
over-active imagination. The spandex leggings required less imagination,
clearly showing the glorious shapes of large strong hamstrings and enormous
rock-hard very powerful looking thighs that bulged and rippled with each step.
Likewise it was plain that her glutes were large and firm and resembled two
bowling balls! This woman had my heart pounding and gave me an instant woody.
It was those huge calves that captivated me the most and I noticed that even
her feet looked very strong. With each step she took each calve exploded into
huge solid well-defined and shiny toned muscle.

I was brought down to Earth when the service engineer came out and told me
that they had completed the task however I needed a new timing belt. Well it
was over 10 years old! The job would cost '650 and take about 3 and a half
hours. I told him I didn't have that much spare at the moment and will book
another appointment when I had the money. He told me they couldn't let it go
in the condition it was in but I could pay for just the service today and have
until the end of the month to pay the rest. Needless to say, I was not happy
but agreed to wait for the car as it was not worth battling with trains to get
home and back, while hoping to see more of the intriguing mature receptionist!

A while later, the receptionist came towards where I sat, carrying a courtesy
tray of sandwiches, fruit and snacks someone had rustled together. However,
instead of walking straight to me, she took a longer route for no obvious
reason. She must have known I was watching her approach and took the
opportunity to stretch and show off her voluptuous large figure and the wide
flaring calves behind her shins. The anticipation drove me crazy. Eventually,
she arrived at my seat.

'There you go luv, that should keep you going for a while.'

She leant forward to put down the tray upon the low table before me, giving me
a real eyeful of her staggering bust. It was impossible not to stare at the
vast dangling wall of wobbling breast almost literally in my face! I couldn't
take my eyes off them and when I glanced up she was looking at me with an
amused smile, knowing the reaction she was having upon me. I managed to give
her an appreciative look and she returned a saucy wink.

Turning around before me, those mighty calves were almost within touching
distance, if I had the urge. Again I was gobsmacked by the sheer size of them
and could not keep my eyes off of them as she walked over to the side-unit
where the coffee machine was. Although wearing flats, she seemed to walk high
up on her toes that made her calves explode into wide, huge, striated, steel
hardened, deep-edged diamonds of mighty toned muscle. It seemed like she was
slamming her foot on the floor and I could feel the vibrations with every step
she took. So engrossed was I with her calves I didn't notice her looking over
her shoulder at me. She had caught me staring and I had to say something.

'You have great calves,' yes it was dumb but that's all I could think of.

'Why thank you, dear. I don't get compliments like that nowadays,' she
answered. 'Coffee or tea, luv?' she asked in a broad Home Counties accent,
glancing over a shoulder at me.

'Coffee please, white no sugar.'

Even in flat sandals, her relaxed calves were enormously wide, dense and
shapely with a nice muscle tone. However, bending at the hips to get a coffee
cup from a shelf beneath the machine, she slowly stretched her thick shapely
legs making the strong shapes of her hamstrings bulge powerfully at the back
of her leggings. She also lifted and pointed her large feet making those
massive calve heads flare out and stand in bold relief. I couldn't help softly
groaning as those big calves flexed in a most sensual manner with large
muscular shapes moving beneath the skin. They coalesced into large
strongly-defined heart-shaped slabs of dense muscle heads with deep clefts
between and thick edges. I groaned again in lustful appreciation for she had
the largest most muscular calves of any woman I had met, and I had met quite a
few with great calves.

'You're welcome,' the chunky mature woman chuckled.

I groaned again as she bent down further, focussing my eyes on the shape of
her ample backside and her large rounded buttocks. She then went onto her toes
to reach some condiments on a higher shelf. Oh boy did she have my full
attention! She gave me real show going on her toes and flexing her powerful
strong, shapely calves then slowly lowering then raising her feet right before
me creating a sensually moving feast of large muscles in motion. There was no
question that she was doing this just for my benefit, teasing me with what I
could be touching if only I were brave enough to ask. She was driving me
crazy, making me sweat and squirm in my seat. A noticeable stiffness formed at
the front of my trousers in the groin area. She was making me so hard, I had
to adjust my pants. I think she was watching in the reflection of a
glass-fronted cabinet for at that precise moment, she slowly bent right over
as if to pick something up while still stretching and showing off those mighty
calves and ample rounded backside. I now sported a raging erection I could no
longer conceal!

I don't know if you have noticed but women with big muscular legs, especially
calves, often have very powerfully built feet as well. I guess because they
are literally what built those mighty calves and thighs. I've also noticed
that such women often wear flat-heeled shoes or sandals so that their strong
feet have more flexibility, to fully flex their giant muscular calves. The
receptionist returned with my eyes glued to her large curvaceous body.
Standing really close, I could smell her perfume as she made a show of slowly
placing the items on the low coffee table with that mammoth low slung wall of
breast jiggling and wobbling in the most arousing manner right before me. I'm
sure it was deliberate and by the time she had finished and returned to her
desk I had a hard-on of epic proportions! Luckily by the time I'd finished the
snack it had gone down enough to visit the men's room without fear of
embarrassment.

By the time I returned, I was the only one in the waiting area. I couldn't
believe my luck, as a couple of minutes later, the mature woman was back,
cleaning up the coffee area. Standing with her back to me and about five feet
away, she must have known that I was watching and decided to give me an
additional calve muscle show. For about five minutes or maybe more that it
took to clean up, she repeatedly raised herself very high upon her toes then
proceeded slowly go up and down over and over like a piston machine. Pumping
up those tremendous calves which definitely got larger, more shiny and harder
as so did my dick. Sometimes she would pigeon toe her foot so that the calves
had a thicker look with large heart-shaped muscle standing out in bold relief
and very deep clefts. The edges of those huge diamond shapes looked sharp and
very thick. I have never seen calves as huge, wide, hard and bulging with
tremendous muscular power as these before. I was absolutely mesmerised with an
uncomfortably tight erection in my pants! If that wasn't enough, the petite
but large woman totally blew my mind when she crossed her ankles, and raised
herself up very high on her toes and began slowly moving up and down then
repeated this several times while squeezing those awesome calves together.
There was absolutely no give in those huge calves, they looked as solid as
steel. The tremendous muscular power of a strongly feminine nature had me so
aching hard, there was a small leakage into my pants. Of course, Sod's law,
the service guy appeared at that moment to tell me that my car was ready.
Turning to face me, the woman gave me an amused tough look before walking back
slowly to her desk while I tried to hide my erection and damp spot as I paid
for the service. Promising that I would return to pay the remainder before the
end of the month, I took my keys and turned to leave, scarcely able to believe
the amazing calve muscle show the heavily-built mature woman had put on for
me. I tried to get a final look at her but once more all the young sales bucks
crowded around her to gawp at her enormous bosom, seemingly unaware of her
other attractions!

A few weeks later, I was alone at home going through my accounts when the
doorbell rang. Getting up and going to the door, I opened it and was very
surprised to see the short thickly built mature woman I had encountered at the
car place. Instead of a vivacious motherly looking woman, she appeared stern,
hard-faced and gave me a tough look. Wearing a white blouse that tightly
stretched across her large bulky figure and barely able to cover her enormous
breasts with an even wider low neck-line than before. Thrusting her huge
cleavage before my eyes, they were impossible to ignore as I looked down at
her. Needless to say, there was a stirring in my pants!

'I never expected to see you again,' I exclaimed.

Part of me hoped that she had come round to continue where she had left off
and flirt with me in private. That's when I realised that the blouse was
sleeveless and showed off incredibly thick arms with immense strikingly
pronounced rounded shoulder caps. Although her cleavage was very arousing, I
wouldn't dare want to mess her around with those arms! There was now no doubt
that her size was not due to obesity but solid muscle! Despite her shortness
of height, her relaxed bare arms were huge, firm and daunting. As she entered
the house, she raised both up slightly as if stretching them, showing how
incredibly thick and solid they were in the process. Noticing my attention
with a smirk, she turned to face me with her arms hung by her side allowing me
to see the width and firmness of not only her upper arms but also formidable
looking forearms. Wide and solid they had a strong tapering shape and
creeper-like veins. A subtle tensing of her upper arm caused a slight bulge
hinting at massive strength and displaying thick intimidating bicep veins.

I didn't even get a chance to look at what she wore below the waist. Coming
close with her huge man-enticing bust wobbling in a very distracting manner, a
clenching of her large fists and a tightening of her right arm with a big
swelling around the biceps was all the warning I got. With a dramatic heave of
her phenomenal bust, a fast-moving blur shot towards me then a large fist
slammed into my gut like a sledgehammer. I thought my belly was pretty solid
from hard manual work but her big fist ripped painfully straight through
without resistance, sinking so deep it felt like it almost hit my spine! In
the blink of an eye, I felt my feet momentarily leave the floor before I fell
and rolled up into a ball, clutching my belly which was in excruciating agony,
the like of which I'd never experienced before. It was so bad I was sure I was
going to die because my diaphragm and lungs had ceased up. I sensed her step
over my body and close the door behind her.

A wide wall of wobbly bust and cleavage hung before my eyes as the mature
woman leant forwards and slid her big arms beneath my arms then lifted me with
ease to my knees before grabbing my chin in one hand and forced it to look up
at her.

'That will help you recover,' she told me.

I was too badly winded to reply.

'We haven't been formally introduced. I'm Paula,' she told me while I was in
my own private hell. 'The good news is that I'm no longer a receptionist at
that crappy car place. The female manager was jealous of all the attention I
got from the salesmen, most of who were young enough to be my grand-sons!'

The stomach cramps and complete shutdown of my breathing were agonising.

'The bad news for you is that I've joined the Apsaras to collect unpaid debts.
Look at me when I'm talking to you!'

She shook my head by the chin. I opened my eyes which had clenched because of
the sheer agony and looked at her face above the dangling wall of immense
buxomness.

'You'll never guess what' My first job is for the same car dealership. Not
only that but guess who the defaulter was' You!'

Paula stood up straight with her hands upon on her broad hips, glaring down at
me with an unimpressed face which was difficult to see over the large shelf of
her voluminous breasts. I now saw that she wore a black knee-length skirt and
that her lower legs were sheathed in sheer black nylons.

'Believe me, you'll pay up,' she told me with a wag of a finger.

Paralysed by that dreadful gut-punch, all I could do was kneel at her feet,
praying to breathe again.

'Oh come on. That was just a gentle tap,' she sneered.

Gentle! it completely floored me and shut down my breathing! I dread to think
what would have happened if she slugged me full force. Probably cause severe
or fatal internal injuries!

As I knelt there with the agony barely easing and trying not to pass out,
Paula's skirt began to rise to reveal immense quadriceps. They rippled and
bulged before my eyes, I had never seen such enormous leg muscles before and
they had an aura of extreme power that was scary as they were incredibly sexy.

'Look how powerful my legs are,' she told me. 'Imagine how much damage they
could do to any part of your body that got trapped between them.'

Those huge muscles ballooned as she flexed them hard. Each of the three major
muscles in each group were enormous and stood out with mind-boggling size,
indisputable power and definition.

'Fail to meet my demands and you might find your head trapped between them. A
gentle squeeze will cause extreme discomfort, easily overpower you and hold
you captive while you reconsider.'

I was shocked as the muscular legs before me grew even larger, harder and more
defined with signs of striations.

'A stronger squeeze will leave you struggling for breath as they inflict
excruciating pain.'

The fearsome quads were like barrage balloons beneath her skin.

'Even tighter and you will suffer major trauma, broken bones and life-changing
injuries. You will definitely need to be taken to A&E.'

The stout woman turned around and I was confronted by her very ample backside
almost shoved into my face.

'My massive gluteus maximus are the biggest muscles in my body.'

The huge rounded buttocks suddenly clenched into tight balls with an inner
ridge of thick striated muscle where they met which was surprisingly
incredibly sexy.

'If your face was pushed in there right now, my powerful glutes could crush it
like a bug.'

Those big butt cheeks relaxed and clenched a few more times to demonstrate.
The control of her buttocks was an incredibly arousing sight yet I could well
imagine the terrible damage she could do to any part of me trapped between
those large tight clenching glutes!

Paula turned to draw attention to her hamstrings. They were thick, strong and
powerful. She bent her right leg back to flex the hams which swelled with
dense powerful muscles like they were enormous biceps on the back of her upper
legs except without the peaks.

'Wrap these beauties around your neck and I could knock your lights out or
choke you close to death to enforce my wishes,' she glared at me in a chilling
manner.

The leg lowered and returned her foot to the floor before she turned back to
face me. I was enraptured by the close-up view of the front of her lower legs.
Dominated by thick meaty calve muscle flaring out on either side of her shins
to a remarkable width, they resembled a pair of flared wings with a wonderful
curvaceous shape.

'Big aren't they' Watch as I shake my leg and make those huge meaty calves
wobble like jelly.'

I still hadn't caught my breath to speak. Raising her right heel so that she
was on the balls of the foot, she shook her right lower leg vigorously from
side to side making the huge mass hanging off the back of her shin to wobble
in a strangely arousing fashion. It was massive and had me mesmerised.

'Is my dominant power as a woman exciting you, Jerry?' she teased. 'Can you
believe that I was once medically obese?'

I groaned lustfully as those huge toned calves continued to wobble behind her
shins.

'I remember you Jerry. The man who couldn't stop staring at my calves and
getting a hard-on.'

Leaning forward to cup the back of the muscle-heads with her hands, she pushed
them forward so I could see how massive they were.

'Well Jerry get a load of this.'

Standing right before my face, the short stocky woman slowly turned around to
accentuate the sides of her enormous calves. The muscle on the inner side of
of her right lower leg was like the side view of a large spade blade with a
very deep edge that pointed downwards while the outside of her left calves
featured remarkably deep headed sweeping curves of a highly feminine nature.

Finally, standing there with her feet flat on the floor, I gazed in amazement
at the massive wide calves of the squat woman who seemed to be built like a
tank. Shiny and glistening with muscle tone with noticeable muscular shapes
even when relaxed, her calves were significantly wider and thicker than her
ankles, although they were quite thick in their own right. My dick lurched and
I gasped in awe as those flexed from huge and rounded to massive and ruggedly
powerful as Paula began going up and down on her toes very slowly, first one
foot then the other then on both toes. I know I'd seen her do this before, but
this time she did it right in front of my face. The severe stomach cramps were
forgotten in a flash as I couldn't help but stare at those strong sexy large
female calves. My eyes must have been popping out of my head in disbelief, as
huge slabs of steel hard muscle move beneath the skin and press out in bold
relief, immense wide and powerful looking. She has by far the deepest hardest
diamond shaped calve heads that I've ever seen period and the most sexy too.
They resembled upside down spade blades and probably as wide or wider. Her
ankles were not small but there were very steep angled slopes on both sides as
the bottom part of her lower legs flared out to the massive calf-heads. Paula
kept raising and lowering herself on her toes for over 5 minutes and looked
like she could keep it up all day with ease. That wasn't the only thing she
could keep up. My member was so hard I was ready to explode in my pants. Every
time she got up on her toes, her mighty calves were more pumped and getting
bigger and harder.

'Wow!' I gasped loudly, full of yearning.

'You are well aware that I can make you cream your pants without even touching
you, just by flexing my calves.'

I blushed, remembering how I had shamed myself.

'This time I want you to feel them.'

I didn't need to be asked twice. Those insanely huge calves were right before
my face. I reached out with both hands to feel those big wide round-sided
balls of muscle, getting turned on as they flexed into awesomely defined
sharply-edge slabs of highly toned muscle as she repeatedly rose up and down
on her toes. I was amazed at their huge size, and how hard they were. My hands
looked tiny next to them.

'I feel like Ghritachi,' she remarked but I had no idea who she was referring
to.

Feeling the bulging power of her massive muscular calves, beneath my palms,
got me in a right state. I was stunned to find that I could almost get all of
the fingers of one hand into the deep cleft between the large hard diamonds of
one set of calves. Paula had great muscle control. Rotating her thick muscular
foot around actually made me yelp in pain as my fingers were pinched tight,
painfully crushed between the two thick protruding steel-like diamond shapes
on either side.

'Please you're breaking my fingers!' I cried unable to extract my fingers.

'I'll release them if you kiss my calves.'

I was only too happy to oblige and leant forward to bring my lips to those
enormous calve muscles and worship them. It was a task that I greatly enjoyed
and soon forgot my predicament.

'Don't forget the inside edges.'

I was getting so carried away kissing those mighty calves while my dick beat a
military tattoo in my pants that I didn't stop to think. Thrusting my head
between those massive sexy toned objects of my desire, I didn't wonder why she
had lowered both feet flat to the floor. No sooner was my head between her
calves when they closed on either side stopping me in my tracks. Suddenly her
feet tipped onto her toes and those huge calves flexed into solid muscle
against the sides of my head causing them to swell and grow wider. I
frantically held onto the sides of her lower legs, trying to pull them apart
as the hard rugged sides of the muscle heads on the innermost sides of her
wide flared calves bulged strongly. They exerted a terrible pressure on the
sides of my head and I'm sure they were much harder than my skull. There was
no doubt my skull would give way to allow those powerful muscles to expand.

'I can break water melons and crush coconuts between these calves,' she told
me as the pressure eased while lowering her feet. 'Imagine what huge, steel
hard, powerful calves like these could do to your head. They could crack your
skull wide open like an eggshell!'

I screamed as the bulky woman snapped herself onto her toes and those enormous
calves went from smooth and curvy to rugged sharp pointed, thick edged slabs
of terrifying power that jutted out against the sides of my skull. Flashes of
blinding light obscured my vision accompanying a splitting headache. Sure that
the plates of my skull were bending inwards under the horrendous pressure, I
was openly weeping and crying for mercy, telling her that I was ready to pay
and was actually sorting my accounts when she arrived to make an online
payment.

'I am happy to hear that Jerry. However, unfortunately for you, I must make a
good impression on my first assignment and bring in an actual payment.'

I briefly sighed in relief as Paula's soles returned to the floor, only to
scream again as she snapped herself to her toes once more. Those fearsome
calves battered my skull again and held tight for several minutes. Against
those immensely wide powerful calves, my poor skull wouldn't stand a chance.
That was the menacing message she was conveying to me if I didn't co-operate.
She repeated this several more times. Each time she raised herself on her toes
and the sides of her huge muscular calves swelled against my skull I feared it
would shatter. The feeling of her complete domination and my total submission
to the huge powerful calves of a short squat heavily-built stern-faced mature
woman made my member throb and strain as if trying to rip right out of my
pants, clearly enjoying it even if my skull didn't. It could take no more and
exploded like a fast running faucet. It came everywhere.

'Cum fountain!' the woman laughed to my great embarrassment.

To my relief, Paula released me from her mighty calves and my head flopped
back to the floor. I was excused to clean up the best I could in the bathroom.
When I returned, she had her back to me, looking at the paperwork on my desk
by the computer.

'As I said, I was going through my accounts with the intention of paying
online. I always pay my debts,' I told her.

To my surprise and without turning around, she placed her hands on her thick
waist, then stretched her blouse to ripping point as her back spread out on
both sides beneath her incredibly broad shoulders. I gawped at what were
certainly lateral muscles sloping in at 45 degree angles to form the widest
most muscular back I'd ever seen. The blouse was under further strain, barely
able to contain the thick muscular traps that sloped up from her shoulders to
the back of her huge bull neck.

'I hope you will remember this humiliating experience for a long time. I
believe in a strong message as a deterrent,' she stated firmly.

Removing her hands from her waist, the densely-built greying woman stretched
out her thick arms on either side, parallel to the floor, and slowly bent her
thick triangular shaped forearms up at the elbows. Her hands, clenched into
fists, angle towards her head and I gasp as two of the largest biceps I have
ever seen swell into massive existence right before my eyes, and that was just
the back view.

'I am not known by my son in-laws as the Mother In-Law from Hell for nothing.
Now get over here and feel my big, powerful, steel hard biceps,' she demanded
in a tough no-nonsense voice.

Eager to have a feel, I came up behind her and put both hands around her right
biceps, marvelling at the back of stunning peaked muscle on such a plain
mature woman. I had developed big strong hands, from years of doing tree work
but there was still room for another pair of hands in order to reach around
her biceps! They must have been well over 20 inches and hard as steel. She
even had defined biceps splits! Squeezing with all my might failed to make an
impression.

'That's right. Give it a good squeeze then give me an excuse why you can't
drive us to your bank to get a banker's cheque. Then these will explain it to
you in really painful terms you will understand,' she said with menace.

'I guess I could,' I replied shocked at her tone.

Turning around to face me with an arrogant smirk, Paula re-flexed those arms
several more times slowly to pump her biceps. Those powerful muscles began to
swell and bulge as the blood flowed through the veins. The tendons and veins
stand out clearly and the huge biceps start to throb. If that was not enough,
she raised her arms so I could see their incredible width and shape. I groaned
mentally at the sheer size of them. From the front they were even more
intimidating and seemed to get bigger with every flex, becoming more defined
and powerful. They were so dense and massive, I swear from the bottom of her
triceps to the top of her peaked biceps, each were nearly taller than my head!

That was not the only pair of enormous things that were bulging! When Paula
flexed her biceps, her mammoth breasts were pushed outwards and rose in the
low neckline of her blouse as twin firm balls of full-busted cock-hardening
awe pulled up by powerful pectoral muscles. It was such an incredibly arousing
sight that together with her bulging biceps, my manhood was absolutely rigid
again. That was a shocking recovery given my age!

'You like my huge tits as well, most men do,' she remarked.

To my astonishment, while still flexing both biceps, Paula's pecs began
flexing in a way that made her monumental breasts move around in an
exceptionally sexy dance. They bounced around so much with her pecs pushing
her breasts above the low neckline, there was a good chance of them falling
out!

'Don't piss me off, Jerry,' she threatened nodding to those huge thick peaks.

Jeez! They're huge! I was utterly dumbfounded. Although she was much shorter
than myself, I felt small and feeble by comparison, totally intimidated by her
massive biceps.

Continuing to flex, Paula moved her arms around to show off her dense
horseshoe shaped triceps and tremendous forearms. The latter looked like they
could rip your arm off in an arm-wrestling contest. Despite my recent mishap,
Paula's remarkable muscles had my groin stirring with stiffness. Who needed
Viagra with her around'

'So, are you driving us to your bank or shall I soften you up first with
these' My arms might be big but also highly agile. I could wrap these powerful
arms around your neck before you realised it.'

With that she went into a side-biceps pose flexing a massive dense peaked arm
and thick forearms while showing off the phenomenal wide low-hanging thrusting
wobbling bundle that dangled from her pecs.

'Imagine your head trapped in there. How long would you last before bursting
into tears and begging for me to let you go?'

Not very long I imagined by the sheer size and power of that arm. The
agonising reality of being in a headlock with Paula's powerful arms, triceps,
biceps and forearms was not something I think I would enjoy very much.

'With all this power, I could crush your weak little neck like a twig. But
hey, don't take my word for it, let's see how tough you really are!'

'I'll get my car out of the garage,' I told her.

'Shame, I was looking forward to making you squeal like a pig!'

I drove down town to the bank with the Paula in the passenger seat next to me.
With her thick legs crossed, one leg resting on top of the other, the back of
the calves on top was pushed out in mighty meaty wings.

'Eyes on the road,' she admonished me.

Parking in the nearest free car park to the bank, I stopped the engine and got
out. Paula came around from the passenger side and, despite her height, I felt
intimidated by the bull neck, thick slopes of her traps and the very broad
shoulders, while the sleeveless blouse showed off thick arms with large
rounded defined shoulder caps, large horseshoe shaped triceps and huge biceps
at rest and scary biceps veins.

'The bank is a short walk down this alley,' I told her, indicating the
direction.

A big hand clamped around my right wrist like steel handcuffs then a mighty
fist drove fast to punch me hard in the stomach. An explosion left my lips and
I began to double up in agony. Whipping my right arm behind my back, she
sadistically drove my hand right up between my shoulder blades, forcing me to
keep upright. With such overpowering strength, there was nothing I could to do
to stop her putting me in a hammerlock even if I weren't badly winded. It felt
like my arm might snap like a toothpick! A big thick arm wraps over mine,
locking it in place so that it is pinned close to the front of her
ample-busted body.

'I am not letting you escape until I get that banker's cheque in my hand,' she
stated in a ruthless tone.

As it happened the alley passed a small garden of a pub I sometimes
frequented.

'Hey Jerry, Come join us, pal!'

The shout drew my attention and I saw five marines from the nearby U.S.
airbase where I provide tree services.

'Ignore them!' Paula hissed.

'Bring your lady friend too.'

'Hey that fat old broad has a hammerlock on him!' one exclaimed.

In a short instant, there were five big well-built men blocking the alley
before us forcing us to a stop.

'It's OK guys, I was a bit late with a payment and my friend here came to
remind me.'

'With a hammerlock! What kind of friend is that?'

'I'm a debt payment enforcer. Let us pass so Jerry can get to the bank, then
my business with him will be done and he can join you for a drink,' Paula
spoke loud, clearly and with authority.

'OK lady, release him now. If he wants to pay he will, but not with some old
lady twisting his arm behind his back!'

'Enough with the old. Back off and let me get on with my job before you get
hurt. As you can see I'm plainly capable.'

There was a sharp intake of breath from the men.

'Effing hell look at her guns, she's loaded!'

I'd guessed she had flexed her biceps with her free arm.

'You don't know the half of it. He owes my client money and he's paying it
back. So step aside boys, before I make you.'

That certainly would have intimidated me but these guys were trained to deal
with unexpected situations and began to spread out. One darted forward and
tried to take her down with a punch to the jaw. However, despite her short
bulky size, Paula was surprisingly fast. Releasing my aching arm, she rushed
forward. Maybe her unexpected speed caught him by surprise or it was her
massive wide low-slung bosom bouncing wildly like two beach balls stuffed up
her blouse. His punch stopped dead as her big hands shot up to intercept it.
Gripping his wrist with large strong fingers, she spun her broad back to him,
causing another dramatic heave of her huge bust, then twisted his arm while
pressing at the back of his shoulder to force him quickly to the ground.
Placing a big broad knee in the middle of his back, he was pinned helplessly
beneath Paula's considerable bulky heavy body and unable to move.

Immediately another man tried to capture the plus-sized mature woman in his
arms from the front to restrain her. He couldn't even get his arms around her
substantial bulk and kept glancing down at her massive breasts as they
squashed up against him in exciting and distracting ways! Grabbing one of his
wrists and slipping an arm around his side, Paula slammed a large hip against
his side while slipping a thick leg behind him. A huge shapely pair of calves
suddenly crashed into the back of his leg, like a wide paddle,to knock it
away. The clearly startled man went hurtling backwards over her hips as she
leant forwards, making her huge bust dangle, while tucking his right arm in
the crook of her left arm. Flipping over while in contact with her side, he
hit the ground hard, landing upon his head then lay senseless and unmoving. It
was a totally unexpected yet arousing sight. This chunky mature homely looking
woman had thrown a much bigger muscular man over her hip so hard that she had
knocked him out!

Still keeping one man in place, grovelling on the ground, beneath her knee
while another lay unconscious nearby, the others tried to swarm her. One tried
to grab her from behind but Paula reacted with incredible reflexes that belied
her size. Her right arm jerked back, powering a broad elbow into his face like
a battering ram and causing considerable damage. Leaving him bending over and
clutching his ruined face, the same arm shot forwards and a large palm slammed
into the back of an incoming punch from another man. Keeping his arm raised
high, she brought it down sharply while turning her broad back towards him and
I was shocked as his feet were ripped from the ground as his body flew into
the air and flipped right over the short stout woman in a circular motion!

Removing her knee from the man laying beneath it, Paula crouched down, rolled
him onto his back then drove a hand between his legs to grab hold of his nuts,
making him squeal. Grabbing his right arm, the remarkable woman amazed me
again as she picked him up like a sack of spuds with her thick arms rippling
and bulging formidably then bench-pressed him above her head where she held
him steadily on outstretched arms. Her enormous wide thrusting breasts left no
doubt that this was a woman lifting a much bigger man with ease! I saw her
huge thighs bulging below the hem-line of her skirt as it rose up, stretched
tight between her thighs, as she spread them to take his weight. Her blouse
was stretched to breaking point as it tried to contain her incredibly broad
inverted triangular shaped back. Two of the marines had got back to their feet
and stared in awe when suddenly she threw the man straight at them. One was
quick enough to get out of the way but the other went down like a skittle.

The other man rushed close to try to deliver a kick but it had barely left the
ground when swelling with powerful muscle, Paula's right hammer of the Gods
drove blindingly fast towards his face. The sound of fist against jaw was loud
and in shock I watched the big man's head snap back over his shoulders and his
body arc backwards. He crashed heavily upon the ground and lay unmoving at the
feet of the short stocky mature woman who put him there. Laid out with a
single punch!

A blistering spinning high kick came right at Paula's head from the side. It
couldn't possibly miss. With a calm stern face and blinding speed, she trapped
the speeding boot with both hands, stopping it in mid-air. Moving in close,
her skirt twitched and slid back up her firm thick thighs as her knee pumped
upwards.

'HAI!'

An unexpected terrifying shout made me jump as a cannonball of a knee shot
straight up the inside of his remaining leg and straight into his unprotected
groin. The sound of impact of her large hard knee against his soft sensitive
genitals was brutal and made me wince. He had hardly begun to howl in agony
when the devastating knee briefly lowered.

'HAI!'

Dropping his leg, it hardly began to fall as her thick right leg kicked
effortlessly high with astounding flexibility while the skirt rode high around
the top of her very thick muscular thighs. Given the size and weight of her
thighs, I would never thought her capable of performing such a kick. Yet, the
sole of her shoe blasted the man's face at a frightening speed. His head
whipped back over his shoulders at a ghastly rate even as her leg continued to
travel upward, with the skirt hem rising and calves flaring while her enormous
endowment bounced like wildcats in a bag. He went down like a ton of bricks
while the mighty woman look smug and invincible.

Paula's leg fell quickly as the last man standing charged into her with his
head down and arms wide. I watched with concern as he managed to take the
bulky woman down. They hit the ground and rolled a few times as they grappled.
He quickly discovered that wrestling with a wide-bodied woman with big thick
arms and a huge wobbling bust was much more than he bargained for. His face
looked shocked as he realised that this woman was not only very strong but was
countering every move he tried to make! He tried to get back up but Paula got
to her knees and crashed into him, slamming him back down. Rolling around
together, twisting and writhing, shock turned to despair when he found there
was nothing he could do to stop her pinning him beneath her heavy bulk. Laying
across him, she applied a side-headlock with his neck firmly tucked beneath
her armpit while her left arm wrapped around back of his head. Seizing his
left wrist with her other hand, the heavyset woman bent his arm backwards over
the top of an immense thigh and closed the other thigh on top of the elbow.

"That better'" Paula looked down at the Marine who was trying with all his
might to twist away.

With every move he made, his arm bent even further and stretched, making him
squeal in agony. With the skirt slid right back, I saw the sweeping curves of
her large dense muscular thighs. The quads were clearly visible and they were
huge with immense irresistible feminine power! She moved her face close to
look down into his eyes as those big thighs squeezed. Although his arm seemed
well muscled it looked like a fragile twig by comparison with her thighs. He
cried out as a squeeze of her huge muscular legs pressed his elbow joint the
wrong way.

'You should mind your own business,' she sneered into his face. 'Look how weak
you are compared to me. It was so easy to restrain you.'

Cradled in her big arms, the side of a large fleshy orb of breast squashed up
against his chin.

'Are you staring at my tits?'

Let's face it, if you were in a side-headlock by a woman with huge breasts
wearing a blouse with a very low neck-line wouldn't you be staring too'

'Well take a closer look!'

Turning her upper torso towards him, her enormous mammaries rolled onto his
face plunging his nose into the warm deep long valley of her cleavage while
the soft mounds spread out moulding itself to his contours, completely
engulfing his face like some sensual form of creeping death. Muffled cries
could be heard as he thrashed his legs around to no avail and a stiffness
began to form at the front of his trousers.

"What's that, a piss-tool'" she chuckled.

Managing to get a forearm up and across the front of her neck, he grabbed hold
of the other side of her thick bull neck to try to choke her.

'That's it! You're screwed!' she growled angrily, grabbing his arm by the
wrist and pulling it away.

Those huge smothering pillows of mature womanhood rose from his face so that
Paula could wrap his arm around his own neck with his throat wedged in the
crook of his arm.

'Boy are you effed now!'

The massive breasts lowered again, swallowing up his face while he was choking
beneath his own arm. I was staggered when the top of her breasts began
repeatedly lurching around his face, flexing then relaxing like they were
trying to smash his face between them! This plain-looking woman kept
surprising me, and each time it was something arousing. At first I couldn't
understand what was going on, although the man's muffled cries made it plain
it was painful. Then I spotted striated muscle at the tops of her breastbone
and realised she had very well developed pectorals that were controlling the
movement of those enormous breasts like deadly weapons! The tent in the man's
trousers was thrashing around like crazy. Suddenly it stopped, glistening with
wetness and I realised he'd just shamed himself! Shortly after that, his legs
spasmed then finally went still. Paula held her breasts tight for a bit longer
before releasing him. Standing up, she placed a foot upon the unconscious form
of the man with the hem of her skirt risen to expose her large flaring calves
behind her shin. She smugly looked at the other 4 who were watching in
disbelief.

'You've met a superior woman. Now go about your own business and keep out of
mine. No harm will come to Jerry as long he hands over the cheque for the debt
he owes.'

Any hope of this ending quietly was shattered when the other guys got up and
nodded to each other. Built like a compact little tank, Paula was a formidable
sight. Yet her wide low-hung thrusting bust emphasised her extreme womanhood.
They simultaneously rushed forwards. Once again I was fooled by the speed and
flexibility with which that heavyset body moved. These men were trained
soldiers and understandably wary of those thick muscular arms. One man
launched a roundhouse kick towards the back of her head. With shocking speed,
her right arm flew up and blocked the flying foot. The pained expression on
his face showed that it must have been like kicking a lamppost. Slipping her
hand around his ankle, she kept his leg raised barely an inch from her head.

'HAI!'

That terrifying sharp shout made me flinch as her right knee snapped up in
front of her with the foot pointing behind, then suddenly sped upwards in a
backwards arcing blur with the hem of her skirt billowing around her thighs.
The sole of her flats was powered like a rocket against the man's jaw with a
loud solid sound of impact. His head whipped right back and went down in an
instant to the ground.

Another man was already very close behind her, his hand poised to deliver a
chop to her neck.

'HAI!'

In a staggering blur of motion, her right arm bent at the elbow with the hand
shaped like a blade that slashed around at chest height before his hand could
fall. There was a loud solid sound as the edge of her hand delivered a chop
across his sternum, leaving him gasping and clutching his chest. He stooped
forwards yet tried to launch a punch. With a fierce glare, she blocked it then
seized his wrist then turned her back to him while pulling his arm over a wide
shoulder. Folding her right arm over the top of his, while holding his wrist
with the other hand, Paula leant forwards. With a dramatic heave of her large
heavy breasts wobbling perilously close to escape, the man went flying over
her broad shoulder like grease lightning and cried out as his back slammed
against the ground. Still holding his arm, she swiftly got down facing his
side, close to his head. He groaned as she draped her big heavy legs over him
either side of his arm with one over his chest with the other pressing the
curve between the large dangling calves head and her ankle. It looked like she
was choking him with her Achilles tendon. Meanwhile his arm was pulled back so
that the back of his elbow was stretched over her crotch as his hand rested,
palm up, in her deep cleavage! I was very aroused by how confidently and
assertively the short large-built woman completely dominated the Marine in a
side arm-bar. His muscular arm looked thin and fragile as it was pulled back
between her huge thighs. Overstressing it, his torso tried to rise, causing
the back of her lower leg to press into his throat like a steel bar. He
squealed and franticly tapped submission on her thigh with his free hand as
she raised her hips. He tried bucking himself up and down using his legs but
with his top part firmly pinned by the bulky lady all he managed to do was
pump his groin back and forth revealing a growing bulge!

'Enjoy being dominated by a woman?' she chuckled.

The other two men approached cautiously. The man in her clutches groaned as
Paula's weight bore down upon his chest as she swivels herself onto top of
him, while keeping his arm stressed as she brings it vertical, still trapped
between her massive thighs. Rising quickly while controlling his arm, she
forced him to roll onto one side. His head slipped down to between her lower
legs and found his neck trapped by a shin tucked in behind and the back of
huge softly rounded calves across his throat. In an instant as she turned to
face his buddies, her large strong feet snapped up onto her toes. The man
began to gag and choke with his face turning red as her mighty calves flexed
into fearsomely wide sharp-edged slabs of hard unyielding muscle. His throat
was no match for the huge expanding muscle heads. He thrashed around for a
moment like a beached whale then was out cold well before the other two could
save him, wiped out in seconds with her mighty muscular calves!

'Well who's next for beating by a woman old enough to be your grandmother?'
she asked with a tough sneer.

One tried to grapple with Paula whilst standing, trying to use his far greater
height and strong physique to overwhelm the seemingly ordinary mature woman.
He was visibly shocked to find she was too wide in girth and solid, built like
a small tank, with huge thick biceps much larger than his. Quickly out of his
depth, she overpowers him with ease and pulls his head against her side,
looking out behind her as he was forced to stoop as she tucked it beneath her
left arm in a standing side-headlock. Gripping her waist, he began to
struggle. That resistance was silenced as turning her side into him, her
mighty right fist struck his stomach like the hammer of the Gods. With a
dreadful loud sound like tenderising meat, an explosion of air left his lungs
as he slumped in her powerful left arm turning red and gasping while Paula
turned to face an attack from his partner.

Before the man could even get a leg in the air to kick her, the surprisingly
fast big lady struck first.

'HAI!'

The hem of her skirt slid back along her right thigh as a hefty leg shot
forwards at terrific speed. The top of her foot blasted his groin as if
wielding a baseball bat. Paula glared smugly at him groaning in pain, hunching
over with his cheeks bulging as if he was about to puke. Looking magnificent
with her skirt stretched tight between her thick thighs poised for more
action, Paula's huge muscular calves flexed while still restraining the man,
struggling for breath, beneath her arm.

'HAI!'

Without lowering her foot and showing an eye-watering expanse of sexy firm
thick thigh and her left calves hard with dense bulging muscle, the leg
snapped out again, angling to drive her right shin hard across the belly of
the man hunched over before her. Wailing, his eyes creased up and mouth fell
wide as he doubled over.

'HAI!'

Raising her right hand high, with fingers straight and held together, she sent
her right knee soaring upwards. A hard solid chop to the back of his bowed
neck coincided with the top of her upper thigh slamming across the bottom of
his jaw. Caught like a walnut between a hammer and an anvil, he had no chance
and fell straight to the ground at her feet. My dick was aching for this
amazing mature wonder woman!

Turning her attention to the man trapped in her side head-lock, the scary
woman pressed her side against him as she looked down at him.

'What's up, tough guy?' she taunted. 'Not so confident anymore. Five brave
young men picking on a woman more than twice your age,' she sneered. 'You're
the last one standing but not for long.'

Suddenly releasing his neck, both hands flew to press down on the back of his
head.

'HAI!'

He cried out as a big rounded cannon-ball of a knee shot up fast, driven by a
remarkable ample thigh, and slammed into his face with destructive results. As
his head tried to fly back, it was restrained by her hands upon the back of it
denying any cushioning of what must be dreadful pain.

Spinning around nimbly for such a well-built lady, Paula went down sharply
upon one knee. Still clutching the back of the man's head, his body whipped
over her and his back slammed upon the ground. Immediately leaping upon his
back, the mighty mini-tank of a woman slapped a meaty hand over his lower face
and pulled his torso back against her as she knelt behind him.

'Five Marines against a woman who used to be in the RAF many years ago,' she
told him with her mouth seductively close to his ear as she pulled the sides
of the top of his shirt tightly around his neck with both hands and laughed
derisively as he began tapping on her big arms as his face turned red.

'Save that for the Dojo, mate. That's not how things work in the real world.'

It was such a statement of dominance that my dick lurched wildly. I was
therefore surprised when she let go of his shirt. His relief turned to terror
as she wrapped an immense right arm around the front of his neck then grasped
her left biceps as she folded that arm so that the forearm angled towards the
back of his head where she pressed down with her hand.

'I still remember the techniques and practice them at the Sally Army and WI,
such as this delicious rear naked choke,' she told him as his throat was
pushed into the crook of her right elbow. 'With these big strong arms that
means you're effed!' she chuckled.

Again he tried to tap as she tightened the hold and his face went scarlet. He
looked shocked as the huge soft-looking arms around his neck swelled
massively, turning steely hard beneath his fingertips. Startlingly powerful
peaked biceps pressed hard into the side of his neck. Frantically grasping at
her massive arms with his agonised face clenched and screwed up did him no
good. Those big mighty arms were just too strong. With his neck caught between
the crushing power of her biceps and formidable forearm, he looked panicked as
drool ran from his mouth. Choking and snorting, his legs began to kick
frantically to no avail until suddenly he arched right back using his legs. A
stiff bulge at the front of his trousers stood proud, pointing at the sky,
thrashing around before he suddenly went limp and dampness spread across his
groin.

Paula got to her feet and stared at me with her hands upon her broad hips, a
smug smirk of superiority upon her tough face and her voluminous bust
thrusting proudly forwards while five big burly men lay sprawled senseless
around her. Her face may not be good-looking but it was such a picture of
female superiority, my dick was so rigid I feared I would cum in my pants!

'Any more friends I can beat up Jerry' Because that lot didn't even make me
break into a sweat,' the powerful woman sneered.

The big meaty calves flared like muscular wings behind her shin as she placed
a foot on the chest of one of the fallen men in a brazen victory stance.
Struck dumb by the image of pure female dominance, which did nothing to ease
the painfully tight erection in my pants, I shook my head while staring at
those big thick legs.

Paula stepped towards me with a tough look on her face. I was too terrified of
this magnificent woman to even think of running as she grabbed my right arm by
the wrist and elbow.

'No, please. You don't have to do that! I'm cooperating and taking you to the
bank.'

'I can't take the risk of you absconding,' she replied sternly.

Hooking an arm through mine and firmly taking hold, we began to walk arm in
arm. With our difference in height and arms entwined we must have looked an
odd couple. Even then I could feel the huge strong biceps pressing against the
back of my upper arm. My arm looked so thin and weak next to hers that I
feared she could snap it with just one hard flex.

After the bank drew up the cheque and I handed it over to Paula, I realised
that I might never see this remarkable woman again. Although she could be
quite scary and was not conventionally attractive, she turned me on like
crazy.

'Wow! You were amazing,' I gushed in awe. 'Like something out of a Jim Priest
story!'

'My son in-law,' she stated.

Really! I couldn't believe it. That Paula! it was all true, the powerful squat
build, huge bust and formidable fighting skills. If that was all true, then
what about the mind-blowing sexual skills' Was that true as well or just
fiction' It was wrong of me I know but I was so turned on by her I had to find
out if the rest was true.

'Look we started off on the wrong foot. I really was about to pay, but now
that's all over with, can we start again on friendlier terms.'

'Yes,' Paula said slowly, looking at me in suspicion.

'Can I start by taking you out for a meal tonight to make up for it?'

'Are you asking me on a date?' she asked.

Was it my imagination but it seemed the mammoth breasts on display in the
low-cut neckline of her blouse had risen up her chest and become tighter and
more rounded. It was such an arousing sight, I found it hard not to stare.
Those big female fun-bags were twitching against each other in a very erotic
dance, driving my cock crazy.

'Cut to the chase Jerry and take me back to your place and get down to it.'

Wow this woman doesn't hang about!

How I drove home without breaking any speed limits or jumping red lights, I'll
never know. As I closed the front door and turned to Paula, I was stunned to
find she had undone all the buttons of her blouse. Throwing it back, she
proudly thrust forward a large strong bra with massive cups that tried to
contain the enormous mammaries within. Wow! This woman didn't beat around the
bush! I couldn't stop staring and my dick was lurching strongly.

'Oh Paula! You are incredible!' I groaned lustfully.

'They are far too big for you to handle. Try it,' she teased with a saucy
tempting smile.

Taking my hands she turned around drawing my arms around her and pulling me
right against her broad back. Keeping control of my hands, the remarkable
woman used them to squeeze and massage her massive breasts while holding me
against her back. Needless to say my erection was throbbing like crazy!
Suddenly she pulled my right arm over her shoulder while her ample backside
thrust solidly into my groin then leant forward. Within a heartbeat I was
hurtling over her broad back at a frightening speed before slamming against
the carpet. I cried out at the sudden pain shooting up my spine.

Laying at Paula's big feet, I was stunned that she'd thrown me!

'That's the rightful place for a man like you before a superior woman like
myself,' she crowed triumphantly.

She still had hold of my right wrist and I cried out as she slipped a forearm
beneath the back of my elbow and used it to stress my arm back the wrong way.

'Do you remember I was telling you about the Apsaras?'

I cried out that I did as she stressed my arm to breaking point.

'They were skilled in unarmed combat, as am I,' she cheerfully told me.

I cried out several more times as she used the painful armlock to force me
over onto my front. Keeping me face down using the armlock, Paula slowly
walked along my side towards my head, making sure that I knew that she was in
complete control. Once more I was on the floor as those huge mighty calves
flexed and waned close to my eyes. She even stopped a few times to raise
herself onto her toes making both sets of those awesome wide heart-shaped
muscle-heads flex to the max right before me and keeping my hard-on straining
at its limits. This time I didn't dare reach out to feel those hard muscled
beauties remembering the agonising pain they had inflicted on my skull.

Paula continued walking, keeping my arm stressed, until she stood by the top
of my head, facing me. Thankfully she then released my arm.

'I think Rambha is my favourite of the Apsaras.'

Who the hell was she talking about' I looked up and saw her hands were
fiddling with the waistband of her skirt. Suddenly it fell and landed on my
face. In no way was I prepared for the stark reality of her legs at
close-range when the skirt was lifted away. I gasped loudly while my dick
lurched so strongly, I nearly had another messy accident! Short in length but
massively thick, her enormous thighs flared incredibly wide. Even relaxed it
was clear that there was nothing soft about them and were packed with the most
fearsome powerful-looking quads I'd even seen, clear cut and standing in bold
relief.

Awe-struck, I got to my knees before those unbelievable thighs and reached out
to feel them. Suddenly those immense legs were falling towards me. Before I
could react, the tops of her wide dense thighs slammed against my shoulders
and surrounded my neck on both sides with my head sticking up in the middle
while she placed her hands on my lower back. Crossing her feet to lock ankles
I felt a vast muscular power poised to crush my neck. Looking down the backs
of her lower legs, they stretched out before me suspended in the air. That put
their full weight upon my shoulders making me groan with the strain and I had
to bend forwards to put my hands on the floor to try to support it. As I did,
I groaned again as the rest of her torso fell along the length of my back. I
thought I was pretty strong but Paula was pretty hefty and the weight upon my
back and shoulders was far too much to bear.

I collapsed sideways to the floor with those immense thighs still firmly
locked in place around around the sides of my neck. Thighs as thick as mature
tree trunks crushed the sides of my neck with an intensity to rival a car
compactor making me scream!

'Did you think I was a slut eager for sex with you, Jerry?' I heard her
muffled voice as massive hard swelling hamstrings spread over the sides of my
face and pinned my ears.

'No, please!' I was literally crying as her fearsome muscular thighs tried to
pop my skull from my neck.

I grabbed the back of her thighs to encounter her immovable huge bulging
hamstrings.

'Well Jerry, this is my idea of foreplay,' she chuckled as I struggled in
despair for existence.

I was gritting my teeth and clenching my eyelids as my vision blurred and
everything spun around me as the huge muscular legs cut the blood flow from my
brain.

'I was always big-boned as a young woman but after having 3 children I had put
on weight. One day my doctor told me I was morbidly obese and would die soon
unless I made a drastic weight reduction.'

I could barely hear her above the pounding of my heart in my ears.

'I tried various diets but nothing really worked. As a last resort I tried
weight training. I didn't like those faddy gyms and found a small place used
by male athletes. I just did what they did and ate and drank like them. The
fat fell away to be replaced by solid muscle and I loved it. I became a
bodybuilder! At my time of life! Just imagine it!'

I did and my cock recovered its vigour despite my neck being painfully crushed
then realised that she had been controlling the pressure to keep me barely
conscious. She was toying with me!

'I felt so strong and full of energy. That's when I found the Militant Wing of
the Salvation Army did martial arts classes and I refreshed the Ju-jitsu
skills I learnt in the Air Force plus learnt some more.'

On the edge of oblivion, my dick was going crazy.

'I discovered that physically dominating men with my muscular body and martial
arts made me feel empowered and as horny as eff! Are you still with me?'

She folded a leg, trapping my throat in the crook of her knee with her hard
mighty calves pressing into the other side of my neck and locked her foot in
the crook of her other leg. Locked in a reverse figure 4 head scissors, facing
away from her, Paula really poured it on so that I was screaming, sure she
would kill me, as her powerful immense legs sent me right over into the dark.

I came around with a very sore throat and blinding headache to find Paula's
insane muscular heart-shaped calves right before me.

'Is this what you really desire, Jerry' Do you want to eff my calves' Go on
then.'

Sometimes we do stupid things when inflamed by lust, such as sticking my dick
between a massive pair of calves that I'd seen knock out a man and almost
crushed my skull. However, that is what I did, gasping as they held it in a
cast-iron grip. Repeatedly pumping up and down on her toes, I gasped and
groaned like crazy as those huge muscle heads moved beneath her smooth
feminine skin, flexing and waning against my member. It was mind-blowing and
she slowly but surely worked it to erect stiffness and beyond until I began to
cum strongly. However, just at the critical moment of release, the stream was
choked off by the large muscle heads flexing rock-solid and squeezing
painfully tight. She then began relaxing then flexing her calves over and
over, controlling the release of my ejaculation into very short pressurised
bursts that flew out past the front of her shins which were immediately
clamped off. I had to waist in demented agony as insane pressure built up
painfully in my balls aching for release. Her astonishing control over my
blasting cock added to my arousal and she prolonged my orgasm to a remarkable
length until I was utterly drained.

I just wanted to lay back and rest but Paula gave me a wilting tough stare,
looking down at me by her feet.

'I guess that will some time to recover at your age,' she sneered. 'So we
better find some other means for you to keep me satisfied.'

Without warning, the short squat woman dropped down onto my chest with her
legs spread wide and bending at the knees. I cried out as Lord knows how many
pounds of bulky womanhood fell upon my body! I bent my arms so I could get my
hands upon her thighs but she grabbed my wrists in a steely grip and totally
overwhelmed me, effortlessly slamming the back of them down against the
carpet. There was absolutely nothing I could do to prevent her strong arms
stretching my puny ones out on either side of my head. Holding down my wrists,
she bent my arms inwards at the elbows then pinned my forearms using her knees
and, likewise, the insides of my upper arms with her shins.

'Does that make you feel weak, Jerry' Well how about this?'

Staring me straight in the eye she raised both arms and flexed a double biceps
over me.

Before I could tell her how feeble and pathetic those fearsome peaked biceps
made me feel, Paula raised herself up and swiftly slid forwards until her
crotch hovered above my face.

'I'm going to sit on your face and use it for my pleasure and you can't stop
me.'

Although a very arousing suggestion, the thought of that vast bulk upon my
face terrified me and I cried out but watched helplessly as that large
undercarriage dropped onto my face! My protests were smothered out and muffled
as her crotch, clad in skimpy white knickers, covered my nose and mouth while
continuing to pin my arms bent inwards under her knees and shins. It felt like
I was in some kind of industrial fruit press as most of her immense weight,
and it really was significant, was focused upon my face. It was damn well far
from comfortable and made me groan loudly into her crotch, which made the soft
knickers flutter against my mouth.

'Oh yes, Jerry!' I heard her sigh. 'Keep doing that until I cum all over your
face!'

Paula's thighs were so wide and thick I could barely hear her voice as the
inside edges clamped against my ears. Peeking over the front of her briefs, at
first I could only see the underside of the phenomenal-sized bra containing
that forward thrusting, wobbly shelf of extreme womanhood. The sight was
wonderful and I longed to get my hands on them.

'My face is up here, Jerry,' her voice scolded.

Pinned by a very heavy, strong mature woman with my arms up beside my head
while she forcibly sat on my face with only my eyes uncovered, her big bottom
spread around my mouth burying it between her large boulder-like buttocks.
There was nothing I could do except lie there and try to breathe through the
front of her knickers while looking up over the front. The weighty woman
wriggled on my face until she had slotted my nose into her soft knickers
wedging it right in her camel toe! Unable to move while Paula dominated me
against her sex in the most dominant way possible was incredibly arousing
although very uncomfortable. I forced myself to look higher over that stunning
bust to see her grumpy face on a wrinkled thick bull neck looking down at me
smugly.

'You now know that I am a woman to be wary of. I'm looking down at you amused
by your predicament and yes my huge chest is wobbling away above your face but
that is not what I want you to watch.'

Continuing to stare down at me, literally beneath her, she raised both arms at
her sides until they were level with her broad shoulders. Clenching her big
fists and angling her formidable sail-shaped forearms in towards her head, her
upper arms thickened noticeably as the thick curve of triceps swelled
downwards while on top, huge biceps grew and hardened into thick solid-looking
peaks. Although I had seen them before, they seemed much larger and
threatening from this submissive position.

'Big aren't they Jerry?' she teased with a smirk of pure superiority.

I could only groan my appreciation into her crotch.

Paula bent her arms at the elbows slowly a few times as if to pump them up
then held them flexed. They really did look a lot harder with a more prominent
peak. I groaned with lust against her knickers.

'You wouldn't stand a chance against these,' she smirked while that mocking
stare never left my eyes peaking over the front of her panties.

Her biceps weren't the only thing to get hard! I felt a shift in her
bodyweight then gasped as a large soft hand encircled the erection,
surprisingly re-forming in my trousers.

'Well it's far too late for that, Jerry!'

She began to slowly make small sliding movements with her hips running her
pussy, behind a thin bit of material, back and forth over my nose.

'You'll just have to lie there while I work myself off on your face,' she
taunted. 'You're going nowhere until I am completely satisfied and that may
take quite some time.'

How long does it take for a woman to pleasure herself off on your face' After
what must have been at least half an hour or more, the squat heavy woman was
still riding my face! I was allowed the tiniest amount of air every now and
then to keep me conscious but I was left so weak I couldn't resist even if I
wanted to. With my arms pinned beneath her shins I couldn't even tap for mercy
and doubted she would show any. Paula kept rocking back and forth, sliding my
nose through her camel toe with her knickers getting increasing wet making
them stick to my face making it very difficult to breathe. By the sound of it,
Paula had a series of small orgasms on my face but kept on going. How many
orgasms can a woman have in one session' A never-ending series of them it
seemed, My face just wetter and smellier as she kept sliming me with her
juices! I couldn't think straight, unable to breathe properly while my heart
rate raced. Moaning deliriously into her thinly-covered pussy just made her
groan louder. There were terrifying periods where she went crazy and bore down
hard upon my face, suffocating me completely as she rubbed away intensely
until she had a series of much larger orgasms! She then returned to wriggling
gently on my face, slowly building up to the next frightening bout of vigorous
face rubbing and furious orgasms. She was unstoppable and had a voracious
sexual appetite and I began to fear that she really would kill me with her
pussy!

I never realised Paula had knocked me out until I opened my eyes to find her
standing over me with her hands on her hips and a foot on my chest. That she
had KO'd me by riding my face was astonishing! I stared at the side of her
right calves as the foot rested on my chest and reached out to feel it.

'You like my calves don't you Jerry' You like how hard and powerful they
become.'

'Yes,' I gasped.

'Let me show you how dangerous they are even when relaxed.'

Before I could react, she leant forwards, allowing those massive breasts to
dangle precariously at the front of her huge-sized bra. Removing her foot, she
reached out with a hand and with a surge of mighty muscular strength,
physically hauled me off my back and onto my knees before her. Once more
amazing me with the speed and flexibility of such large legs, she lifted her
right knee high and I stared dumbfounded as wide flaring calves flew towards
me to hook around my face. Her huge relaxed calves were soft and supple like a
large marshmallow that flattened and spread out to smother the whole of my
face! Afraid of being smothered again, I reached up for her shin with my hands
hoping to pull her lower leg away from my face. I found she had a hand around
her ankle to keep the hooked leg tight around my head and it wouldn't budge!

'There's no escape from my face-hugger calves unless I choose to let you go.'

Her soft pliable massive calves had sealed off the air from my nose and mouth,
suffocating me. Again I tried tugging with both hands, but she held her calves
over my face far too tight to free myself. Then I tried tapping, sure she
would ignore it.

'Really Jerry, you are such a wimp,' she scolded.

To my surprise, Paula's calves slid down from my face, allowing me to breath.
However they only lowered to my throat then slid around the side of my neck. I
croaked in horror as I found my throat wedged in the crook of her raised leg
sandwiched between her enormous hard hamstrings on one side of my neck and her
large calves on the other which she still held with her right hand by the
ankles.

'Only one way you're getting out of this Jerry, and it won't be by tapping!'

'URRKKKK!' I croaked loudly, feeling my face turn red as the leg hook was
pulled tight as a noose around my neck.

Her huge legs exerted an awful pressure upon the underside of my skull as they
forced their way tight against my neck. It was as if they would pop my skull
from my spine at any moment! My eyes went completely out of focus and my head
began to go fuzzy. Knowing it was futile, I grasped her thighs, which were
immense around my head. The sheer size of them under my hands, which seemed so
tiny against them, made me give up hope. No man has a chance against being
scissored by a woman with legs this size! If I thought things couldn't get
worse, I was wrong. I sensed her point and stretch her toes then I began to
groan and choke as her calves went from soft and pliable to hard rugged muscle
that swelled irresistibly against one side of my neck and squeezing the
carotid artery. My head was swimming and my heart pounded over-loud in my
ears. Then she somehow flexed her hamstrings and I was a complete goner as
thick muscular hills bulged unyielding into the other side of my neck and the
artery there. That this short stocky mature woman was utterly dominating me
with such fearsome muscular power with one leg while standing on the other was
arousing as it was terrifying. I clutched desperately with both hands on her
massively thick legs, more for support than any remote hope of breaking the
hold. Gasping for breath while my head span, my eyelids fluttered and my
eyeballs rolled up inside their sockets. Ruthlessly destroyed by Paula's
mighty calves and hams, I felt a warm dampness spread around my groin as a
darkness claimed me.

'Cum fountain!' I dimly heard a victorious all-conquering buxom Amazon cry as
everything faded to black.

When I awoke, Paula was gone. My face was smelly and I suspect she had used it
again for her pleasure while I was unconscious. I had a badly aching head and
neck for weeks afterwards during which all I could dream about was Paula and
her mighty calves and how she used her amazing body to totally dominate me and
beat up a bunch of Marines. That kept me hard and gave me some messy nights,
if you know what I mean. Whether I will see her again, I don't know but she
certainly left an impression I will never forget.