GLORIA By dsulli2081@aol.com (DSulli2081) I was stunned! Before me stood a vision that I had only believed to be possible in my wildest dreams. Curly golden blonde hair fell in rivulets to her shoulders, framing a face of exquisite beauty. Her clear, brown eyes, stared boldly straight at me. Her lips were parted in a knowing grin, revealing perfect, pearly white, teeth. The sum of all her facial features added up to the soft youthful innocence of a college girl. What was so spellbinding was that that softly beautiful face was placed atop a body of pure, unadulterated steel! She was a Muscle Goddess! Layer after layer of thick, deeply cut, muscle covered her entire body. She wore only the skimpiest of bikinis which exposed almost every square inch of her fantastic torso to my unbelieving eyes. I didn't know where to look first! Shoulders, arms, chest, lats, abs, thighs, calves; she had it all. Even tits. Not real big but, high riding and obviously very firm. At about 5'4" the girl was extremely compact. She had thick, densely packed muscles instead of the longer, rangier ones that taller women had. Which was alright with me! She could have been chiselled out of marble, except that marble couldn't move as gracefully as the girl did and probably wasn't as hard as she was. Seeing my look of disbelief, the Goddess slowly and sexily struck a double biceps pose. Huge mountains of muscle literally erupted from her arms. Her massive, sculptured, biceps and triceps expanded beyond comprehension, sending shivers of excitement down my spine. Spying the bulge in my workout shorts, the incredible female then put her hands on her hips and tensed her whole body. The valley between her breasts dramatically deepened with pectoral separation as her already huge chest expanded to incredible proportions. Thick, defined lats sprang forth giving her a "Vee" shape that would do justice to Mr. Olympia, let alone to a girl barely twenty years old. Her already ripped abdominals took on a level of definition and flexation that defied description. Her thighs! Oh, those magnificent thighs! My whole tongue could get lost in the separations between the monstrous slabs of steely power of those legs. And I wanted to prove it! For hours on end! Grapefruit sized, dramatically cut, calves finished off the muscular perfection of the dream girl. Silently, she strode to me, every movement causing those amazing thighs to flex and bulge gloriously. The spectacular girl wagged her finger saucily at me, and laughed, as she observed my now wet shorts. Just looking at her had made me come! I looked down at her beautiful body from my 5'10" vantage point. I was now starting to notice more details about this marvellous female. For instance, the extraordinary depth between her thickly corded neck and her collarbones. Testimony to the extremely deep muscularity of the girls upper chest. Her triceps were amazingly developed. When she had flexed her arms, her triceps had rivalled her huge biceps in size and definition, making it look like there were massive granite boulders under her skin. Most people concentrate mostly on their biceps when they lift weights. She was a total package of muscular development. I couldn't imagine the amount of weight that she could curl with the mighty triceps that she possessed. Her magnificent shoulders were broad. Broader than mine by a mile. The densely packed deltoids and trapezius muscles of this mighty female were so perfect that they appeared to be sculpted on by an artist, not built up by uncounted hours of lifting great piles of iron. The young girls sun-bronzed skin was clear and unmarked, stretched tight over her wondrous musculature. The blonde Goddess looked up at me with that innocent smile on her lips and, still unspeaking, slowly raised her left arm and flexed. Again, the girls biceps and triceps burst forth in gargantuan splendor. With my breath coming in short rasping gasps, I tentatively reached out with my right hand and touched the steely mountain that was her bicep. For the first time she spoke. In a voice like silk, she murmured: "Do you really think that one hand will be enough?" Shaking in anticipation, I grasped her huge tricep with my left hand. Her triceps were just as hard as her biceps were, which was saying something! Her beautiful muscles were so cut and felt so hard that I could imagine her cutting a pane of glass with them. Both of my hands barely encompassed the girth of the girls amazing arm. Then, sexily licking her lips, the Amazon slowly straightened and rebent her arm several times. I could feel her muscles recede and change shape as her arm straightened; then, once again, grow huge, hard, and proud as she flexed. I gasped repeatedly as the thrill from being so close to, and actually touching the fabulous muscle girl, surged through me. "Wanna arm wrestle?" She whispered. "Are you man enough to take me on?" Her eyes were like laser beams, drilling right through me. My mouth was dry and I could feel my heart beating wildly in arousal. Before I could answer she said: "Squeeze them. See if they're as hard as they look." I squeezed in on her arm with both of my hands. Her muscles were so solid that I couldn't dent them. "C'mon baby. Squeeze!" I pushed in with all my might. Nothing! Nada. There was absolutely no give in her huge, muscled arm. I couldn't begin to comprehend the phenomenal physical power that this girl must possess. Laughing quietly, the muscle girl grabbed my wrist with her free hand and, shaking my other hand off of her bicep, grabbed its wrist also. She then guided my willing hands to her broad shoulders. Her deltoids simply were amazing. I gasped audibly as her thick hard balls of solid muscle greeted my touch. I let my hands wander all over her shoulders. She stood still, as I lovingly stroked her. The more that I touched her magnificent body, the more I wanted to hold her, to caress her, to possess her fabulous body. "God! Your muscles are so big. So beautiful!" I gasped. My hard-on was back, full force. The Goddess, seeing the bulge return in my shorts, laughed in her quiet manner once again. She took a half step closer, so that the top of her thigh just barely rubbed up against me. "I see that you like them." She breathed. "How did you get so strong?" I managed to stutter as the young girl teasingly put her index finger in the top of my shorts and slowly rubbed her nail along my stomach. Reaching up and drawing my head down, she whispered in my ear: "When I was twelve, I had a boyfriend, Steve, who was sixteen. He was pretty possessive and wanted me around him all the time." She put more of her hand into my shorts. I was getting so aroused that my legs were turning into jelly. "He was a football player. About one-eighty or so. I had to watch him work out all the time. So, instead of being bored, I began lifting too." Her hand slowly crept deeper. "Anyway, the muscle just piled on, right from the start. I weighed ninety-one pounds when I started. In six months, I weighed one-oh-five. All of the gain, fourteen pounds, solid muscle." As she said this, she flexed her arm against my head. I could feel her rock hard bicep grow huge against my cheek. "I was outlifting Steve by then. He was pissed! Being outlifted by a twelve year old girl half his size. Goodbye Steve! But, I didn't stop. I loved the new found power of my body. Lots of boys tried to match up with me. I beat em all!" Her hand finally reached my cock. She grasped my quivering member. I moaned in ecstasy. "You really do like my muscles! Let's lay down before you fall down." Laying me down, she took my shorts off, freeing my cock from it's cloth prison. Regaining her grip, she continued: "I kept lifting more and more weight. My dad was getting scared. He thought that I was going to hurt myself. Mom loved it. She wanted me to be strong. She began calling me Supergirl. She bought me free weights, machines, all of it." I put my hand on her arm, feeling every bulge and bump of her mountainous biceps. She was Supergirl! "Mom encouraged me to keep lifting heavier. She wanted me to get as strong as I could. Stronger than any man twice my size. She also enrolled me in martial arts classes. And boxing! I love the body bag. It's a great stress reducer. I pound on that bag and all my troubles just disappear! Anyway, nobody bugs me. I go where I please and do what I want. The only problem is that most men don't like girls who are stronger than they are. You don't mind though, do you?" The powerful Amazon began stroking my cock softly. "You're beautiful!" I gasped. "You're muscles are so wonderful. So big and hard." She then whispered: "Make your cock as hard as my muscles. If you're man enough!" The Goddess then lifted her thigh lightly against my balls. Her thigh felt like a steel pole against me. "I can leg press nine hundred pounds for reps." She stated matter of factly as her granite thigh held my balls captive. She began stroking me faster. "I'm going to make you come now. Then I'm going to work out so you can watch my big muscles throw tons of steel around. Then, when you get hard again. I'm... going... to... let... you... fuck... my... rock... hard... sweaty... muscular... body." She repeatedly squeezed my cock in the same cadence as she spoke that last sentence. I was going nuts! The glorious girl pulled my head against her armour plated chest above her breasts and proceeded to finish giving me the best hand job of my life. The young Amazon rubbed, stroked, and squeezed my cock, first gently and then harder. Then gently, then harder. Gentle, hard, gentle, hard. She was driving me into a frenzy! I put one hand on her fantastic arm, feeling the huge muscles of the girl moving under her tawny skin. Moving her hand to my balls, she massaged them with a tender firmness which drove me crazy. I tried to move my head down to her breasts but, she would have none of it. "Not now baby, maybe later!" So strong, so powerful, so beautiful. And she was mine; if only for the moment! Totally in control, the girl's muscled arm kept me trapped against her thick pectorals. I was surrounded by female steel! It was heaven! I wrapped my arms around her broad, thickly muscled back as she worked me over. Hard! She was so hard! Hard beyond belief! I held out as long as I could but, it was useless. Between her manipulation of my cock and the feel of her awesome musculature, there was no way I could contain myself. "Give it to me now, baby! I want all of your cum!" I was shaking and moaning uncontrollably as the juice exploded out of my cock in great gushing bursts. She kept beating me off as I came. She was greedy. She wanted every drop. Finally, it was over. I was totally spent. The young muscle girl had drained me dry. She laid me gently on the mat. Smiling beautifically down at me as I lay still with a pool of cum on my stomach, she cooed: "By the way, my name is Gloria."