The Exciting Snow Storm
By: gartoon@aol.com (Gartoon)


One of my first attempts at writing a story for this newsgroup.  E-mail
comments welcome, let me know what you think.


At last, we were finally able to get away to my uncles cabin in
the California snow country.  He had always said that I could borrow it
during a Christmas break from school, but we just never seemed to work
both our schedules out.  He didnt want us to be there when he was around
because he thought we would get in the way of his entertaining.

This Christmas break, three of my fraternity brothers along with
one of their fiances and myself went up for a week or so.  The cabin was
a big A frame, about 8 miles from a small town in the California Sierra
Nevada mountains.  Elevation about 5800 and almost 20 road miles from
town.  The cabin had all the amenities like satellite TV, its own
generator, furnace and two large fireplaces.  Outside on one of the decks
it even had a 6 person hot tub with a moveable roof so you could even
enjoy it in the rain and snow.  Downstairs besides all the necessary stuff
like kitchen and bathroom, it had a great room with the biggest fireplace
in it.  On the other end of the downstairs were two good sized bedrooms.
The slightly larger one had its own bathroom, a fireplace, and opened out
onto the deck with the hot tub on it.

We all had been out cross country skiing almost all afternoon.
Then Bob and Stu took one of my uncles 4x4 pickup trucks in to town to
check out the locals.  Bobs fiancee, Jan, went with them because she
wanted to eat at a restaurant.  At dusk they radioed back to the cabin
that it had started to snow again on their way into town.  I told them to
not be gone long because I didnt want them to have to drive home, after
dark, in the snow, up that mountain road.

Chuck sat back to watch a little satellite television, maybe a
ball game or something.  I was trying to fix something for dinner and
didnt pay much attention to what was on that television.  I was watching
the little TV in the kitchen and they kept saying to not venture out if
you didnt have to because of the pending snow storm.  So I looked out to
see it the snowing on the deck and even though it was beautiful, I
couldnt help but worry about the others being caught out in that mess.  I
thought I would try and get a hold of them on the radio.  When I called
for them they answered bight away.  I was surprised.  Where are you? I
asked.  Jan answered, We are still in town and I think we are going to
stay here.  Everyone coming in here says to not head out tonight and the
lounge is getting out some cots for those of us that want to stay.
Maybe that would be a good idea. I said.  Jan said then, Yeah,
especially since I was the one that was going to have to drive back down
that mountain road.

After dinner I started watching satellite TV when all of a sudden
there came a knock at the door.  I thought they were staying in town.
Chuck said.  I looked out the window and noticed a couple standing there
in the blowing snow with their X-country skis and poles.  I opened the
door and found out they were two women that had been out skiing and had
lost their way in the snow storm.  As I invited them inside I thought they
both were about my age.  One, Kelly, was simply beautiful and about 5 and
half feet tall.  The other, Melanie, was probably over six feet tall and a
little on the big side.

 They looked to be cold and I asked them if  they needed to warm
up and change clothes?  About that time the lights went out for a second
or two until the generator kicked on.  Oh great. I said.  Now we must
start a fire in the fireplace.  My uncle never did get the furnace circuit
hooked up to the generator.  The girl named Kelly said she had worked as
an electrician said she could hook it up.  I thought that would be great,
but Melanie said she thought it would still be great to start a fire in
the fireplace and make it all cozy.  In the meantime, Chuck said he would
take Kelly down in the crawl hole and look into making the necessary
change to the furnace hookup.

So Melanie and I started getting some firewood in from outside on
the deck.  I thought I would be doing all the carrying and she would just
be around for moral support.  To my surprise, Melanie carried as much, or
more, than I did.  She didnt even seem to be putting forth any effort
doing it either.  I asked her how in the world she did that so easily?
About 20 years of cross country skiing, and working out  the rest of the
time. Melanie said.
Twenty years?  When did you start, at age two?I said.
She laughed and said, Why?  How old do you think I am?

I thought you and Kelly were both my age, 24.  How old are you
anyway?

You were right about Kelly, she is 24.  I, on the other hand, am
40 years old and am Kellys mom.

Woooo.  Kellys MOM?  Thats wild.  So you have been working out
twenty years, huh?

Well, not quite.  I started when I was 23 to stop Kellys dad, my
ex-husband, from beating up on me.

Bummer! Did he stop when you started working out?

Not right away.  I started just running and biking, but after I
lifted weights for about a year and a half, he had to quit fighting with
me.

After only a year and a half? And what do you mean, had to
quit? I asked.

Oh, I worked out quite a bit.  I used to be big, I mean big and
fat.  When I started working out, I never let him know and I always
dressed with sweat clothes so he never saw any change.

SO, What happened?

One day he came home from work early because he had a bad day at
work.  He caught me getting dressed, well, almost nude.  He noticed the
change and didnt like it much, started yelling and pushing, and I took
it...... For awhile....until I realized he wasnt hurting me but he was
making me mad.  I grabbed his hand in midair and stopped him.  When he
jerked back I didnt move but he fell to the floor.  He then swung at my
leg, hit and made a bruise. The adrenaline started flowing and I got
really mad.

What then? I asked and motioned for her to continue.

I asked him if he wanted me to beat the s__t out of him.  And he
looked like he was getting madder but laughed at me.  Big mistake!!  I
reached down and grabbed  him by the shirt and ripped it off his body.
After I realized I had more muscles on my arms and chest than he did, I
knew he was going to get hurt if he continued .... and he did.  I flexed
my arm in front of him.  He gulped and swallowed hard.  He knew he was
going to have hard time from then on.

What happened then?

Well.  He was maybe your size, or ten or fifteen pounds heavier.
Feel this and tell me how well you think he did.

And with that she flexed her biceps and instructed me to feel it.
I was already turned on somewhat by her story of dominating him, I felt
her arm and couldnt believe it.  I got an instant hard on and it really
pulled at my pants.  My god, I said, How big is that anyway?

Twenty inches she said And I can bench 375 pounds

Then how big are your legs?

Thirty-two inches. And I can squat 600 pounds

We came inside and I could here Chuck and Kelly down under the
cabin laughing and cutting up.  Having a good time.  Melanie removed her
boots and coat as I took my coat off as well.  Melanie was very impressive
all over her body.  My penis was big before I actually saw her without her
coat and now I could make out more of what she actually looked like and I
was liking it.  She was wearing a ski sweater and her biceps were really
stretching it out as she flexed for my benefit again.

Do you have a place where I can shower and freshen up? she
asked.

I must of looked at her with a smile on my face because she smiled
at me, looked down at my pants, smiled, and said, You can wash my back if
you want. She said.

I said, Sure!

I showed her to the master suite and bath.  She started removing
her clothing and I said Wait!  Dont you want me to leave first before I
do something I will be sorry for later?

Do you really think you can do something to me that I dont want
done to me? she said.

I guess not. She continued to undress and when I actually got to
see her remove her pants, and got a good look at her legs, My penis became
so erect and hard, that I pulled my pants loose because of the throbbing
pain.

She was already getting into the shower and I just had to set down
on the edge of the bed and gather my thoughts.  I couldnt believe I was
sooooo turned on by this womans muscles and by someone sixteen years
older than me.  She really looked great with or without her clothes.  I
must have dozed off while lying there thinking, because the next thing I
know I hear someone looking through drawers as I woke up.  My penis had
already went small again so I reached down to zip up my pants.  I looked
around to where the drawers were being opened and notice Melanie there.
What are you looking for? I asked as she was standing in front of me
with nothing more than a bath towel rapped around her.

I was hoping I could find something to wear without having to
wear just my long johns or ski pants. She said.  Maybe some shorts or
gym trunks would be OK.

I have some running shorts in my suit case.  Ill find them for
you.

That would be great. She said.

I found them and brought them back to her.  They were my favorite
shorts, red satin, short shorts.  I handed them to her and she looked at
them, smiled and said m not sure I can get my legs into these.

Oh, yea, you can.  They are somewhat stretchy.  You can try at
least. I said hoping to see her awesome thighs in my red satin shorts.

She dropped her towel and bent down to slip them over her feet.
When I saw the incredible muscles in the backs of her thighs and her butt
as she bent over my penis came back to life rather quickly and I had to
sit down and loosen my zipper again.  She turned around to notice what I
had done, You get turned on pretty easily, dont you? she asked.

Well, not usually, but for some reason your huge muscles are
making me huge down here! I said.  As I watched her pull my shorts up to
her waste with a forceful tug.

How do they look? she asked.

They look great on you but how do they feel?

Almost uncomfortably tight.  As long as I dont flex at all, they
will probably stay all right.

That might be a good idea anyway.  Im not sure I could stand you
flexing much myself. I said, watching the most incredible woman I had
ever laid eyes on in front of me, topless wearing my red short shorts
trying with all there might to hold the strength of this womans thighs
in.  Then all of a sudden she looked at me and said, Well, watch over
here then.  I turned to see what she was doing.  Flexing her biceps....
posing... showing off her shoulders, pecs... and my penis was still
growing... right out the front of my pants and even my boxer shorts.

If I had turned you on this much with only my upper body..... My
legs are my best quality. She added as she stood on her tip toes to show
off her calves.  Totally awesome!!  Then she looked toward me smiled and
did, what I call a total body flex.  The veins in her neck stood out,  Her
biceps bulged bigger than they did just minutes before,  Her abs were
washboard ripped, as I looked at her thighs yet became soooo huge that
they totally ripped out my red satin shorts, with the help of her gluts
that grew beyond belief.

I said to her, Heh, those were my favorite running shorts!!

Sorry!!!  I guess I just didnt know my own strength.

I had those shorts forever. They were my favorite!, thinking she
would feel bad and comfort me.

Oh, get over it. You big baby, or am I going have to help you
grow up?

It looks to me like you have already helped me grow up. I
laughed.

She must not have thought it to be funny. She didnt laugh.  She
came over, stood right in front of me, looked me in the eye and said,  Do
you want to fight about those stupid shorts?  Do you want to wrestle me
over those red shorts?

Yeah, Lets wrestle.  Im a great wrestler.

Great maybe with someone but you dont stand a chance with me.
As she flexed her whole body again.  My heart started pounding harder and
harder, my penis pounded harder and harder.

She lifted me off the floor with one hand and touched my head to
the ceiling and touched my penis with her free hand, squeezing it a
little.  I almost came. She put me back down and then pushed me to the
floor.  We started wrestling, big time.  I had never wrestled anyone this
strong, man or woman.  I was helpless against anything she tried with me.
I tried pushing away from her and it was like I was doing nothing.  Maybe
like pushing between two block walls and getting nothing done.  She shoved
my head between her breasts and squeezed them together with just her pecs
and I couldnt break free.  She held my knees up by her breasts and put
her arm around the other leg, asked me to push them apart but I couldnt
even budge them.  I appeared that the ONLY thing I had close to being as
hard as her muscles was my penis, and it was getting harder and more
painfully throbbing by the minute.

I think she was about as turned on as I was, she was moaning
something fierce as she was testing her superior strength to mine.  The
moans were now being effected by the rhythm of her breathing.  Her
breathing was getting shorter and shorter until she finally rolled over on
her back and grabbed my penis and pulled me closer to her and inserted my
penis into herself.  It felt so great, being wanted like that by a woman
as strong and awesome looking as her.  I pushed in all I could but it was
like I was hitting something.  Then she rapped her huge muscular legs
around my back and pulled me in more.  I thought she would break my penis
or my back, as much pressure as she was using.  He legs were squeezing me
into her closer and closer until it seemed like all of a sudden, my penis
slid right on into her.

Her breathing increased and increased until all at once, it felt
as if my penis had been tightened in a vise.  But it felt good. Then, when
I was about to come, it felt as if my penis had been hooked into a milking
machine.  The incredibly strong muscles she had inside her were equal to
her muscles that I could see.  Then with the same rhythm as her muscles
inside were milking me, her massive thigh muscles were pumping me on the
outside.  In and out, in and out, it was the most enjoyable sex I had ever
had.  Maybe it was because I wasnt afraid of hurting her, but I WAS
afraid of her hurting me if I wasnt as good as she wanted it to be.

All I could think about was 'What she isn't satisfied, then
what?'  Well, I sure was glad she was satisfied.  I know because she said,
"Of course you know... If I didn't like that I could break you in two with
just a squeeze of these legs. Don't you?"

"Yes, I do.  Did you like it?" I hoped.

"You're still alive and walking aren't you?  I just hope you can be this 
good tomorrow morning!"

THE END