Big Sue - chapter one By Rulla I'd just finished a set of leg presses when she walked in. Sexily dressed in the tiniest pair of white shorts and a cut-off green crop top - she was the most muscular woman I had ever seen. She walked straight over to the mirrors and started warming up. She had long black hair, beautiful deep brown eyes, tanned taut skin and a slightly Eastern European look. She was also massive, I estimated about 190lbs, and all of it hard trained muscle. I was smitten! Not only was her body built to an awesome degree but she was as flexible as a gymnast. And as she bent over placing her hands flat on the floor she stuck the most beautiful ass I had ever seen teasingly in the air. Big rounded rock hard glutes almost ripped the seams of her shorts - I was desperate to get my hands on them - but this musclequeen was obviously not to be underestimated. Her glutes tapered faultlessly into bulging leg biceps so ripped and striated with muscular sinews you could have played them like a harp! But her real "look but don't touch" muscles were her quads. They were enormous. Even unpumped the lines of her thighs flared out frighteningly - they gave her a look of almost animal strength, like she was strong enough to squat a house! It was impossible not to want to run your hands over those mountains of muscle. As she continued to stretch she pulled one leg up behind her balancing on the other and flexing gently. With each little bounce her leg bicep flexed. Looking sideways on her thigh must have measured well over 12 inches front to back - God knows what the girth must have been. Legs stretched she started working on her upper body. Taut abdominals, each one perfectly defined, rippled upwards to a mighty chest which must have measured 46 inches. As she threw her arms back two rock solid muscled tits thrust forward looking delicious in their beautiful firmness. Her nipples, in keeping with the rest of her pumped-up physique, were bigger than any I had seen before - almost poking cheekily through the restraining Lycra. I couldn't take my eyes off her! She rolled her impossibly large shoulders, loosening up the muscles. She would have made Dorian Yates look twice - it looked like she had two halved water melons wriggling under her bronzed skin. And her arms - unpumped and relaxed were thick, veined columns of heavy musclularity. God what would they be like after several sets of curls! I was about to find out. She strode over to the squat rack where a biggish guy had just finished a set of 200lbs. The girl pulled a band from her pocket, tied her hair back into a cute pony tail then pausing briefly to stare at the bar, piled on another 400lbs. Just watching her pick up the plates was enough to drive any female muscle fan wild but as she slowly squatted and took the impressive weight of the bar I held my breath. With a slight grunt she heaved the bar slowly upwards. It bowed slightly over her mighty back and her lats spread to help take the strain. I slowly walked to get a side view, pretending to take on some dumbell curls, but in fact just getting a better view of those mighty thighs. And God were they beautiful. Thick, dense, tanned. and striated, they were more muscled than any woman's thighs had a right to be. As she hauled up the weights they trembled slightly but there was no chance of those oak like legs giving way. Five sets later she was breathing heavilly - and so was I. She turned to the mirror and flexed ... hard. Her thighs exploded with mammoth muscularity. It was obvious she approved as she ran her hands up and down the hardened flaring hams, she smiled. Turning sideways on she displayed the tracery of thick veins running the length of her inner thigh and again she caressed them approvingly. Her eye caught mine in the mirror. I looked away but she must have spotted my tongue practically touching the floor! I was in love. Wiggling that hard as nails but ultra sexy ass she came over to a bench next to my dumbell rack and began to load the bar. I'm pretty muscular myself and bench around 250lbs - but she piled on the plates to 400. She sat on the edge of the bench and slowly stretched her arms - throwing out those pretty tits enticingly. She knew I couldn't take my eyes off her and, thank you God, suddenly asked if I'd be so kind as to spot her. "Be so kind?" - good grief I'd have paid every cent I own for the chance. I accepted and stood at her head. She lay down, finding her grip on the bar, and before heaving the mighty weight upwards, winked knowingly. First she took a narrow grip which squeezed her beautiful pecs together - they seemed to mesh like parts of a machine. Her deep muscular tanned cleavage looked like a valley carved out of rock. It was hard to know whether she had more striations or more veins - she was so vascular she looked like an anatomy diagram. After five sets her pumped pecs made her gorgeous chest look twice its normal size. But that wasn't enough for this musclebabe. She slid nearer the end of the bench and asked me to hand her a pair of 50lbs dumbbells. Using a wide grip she pumped and pumped and pumped. Her face was a pained grimace but she refused to give up. She was panting and grunting but she still pumped. "Come on you bastards grow!" she yelled "I'm going to be bigger than Andrulla! More muscular than Paula Suzuki!" I was super impressed - she was as strong as an ox. On maybe her 15th press she ordered me to grab her arms and help her. I gripped two of the most muscular triceps I had ever had the pleasure of seeing. The feeling of a muscular woman's arms pressing those bells with incredible ferocity was in incredible turn on but I tried not to let it show...too much. Finally she let the bells fall to the ground with a dual thud and sat up. Taking a deep breath she watched in the mirror as her rock hard super-pumped pecs inflated beyond any I had ever seen - male or female. I thought there may have been a cut off point for women muscle freaks, a point at where they get too big, too defined, but this massively beautiful bodybuilder proved me wrong. She slipped her right hand inside her top feeling her own freaky musculature approvingly. "Not bad for a girl eh?" she smiled. "Awesome" I admitted. "I'm Sue by the way. I love bodybuilding. Just feeling my own muscles getting bigger and bigger. There's no better buzz." "I agree about the muscle building, but there are one or two better buzzes" I said. She laughed, throwing her head back revealling thick columns of muscle in her neck. "Cheeky! Keep your mind on the job in hand and help me finish off with biceps.....then maybe we'll go for a drink or two." Has there ever been a better offer? I loaded up a bar with 175lbs and she grabbed it effortlessly. "Come here" she said and I got close. She leaned over and whispered......"You know what would make these curls easier?" "Erm....no" "If you were to stand behind me and slip your hands around my biceps while I pump!" This was an angel from female muscle heaven. I gently felt the rip cord thick veins pumping power to those massive arms before gripping her bi's purposefully. "Ready?" she laughed. Oh boy was I ever ready!? She slowly lifted the bar curling, curling, and I felt those mighty slabs of muscle growing peaks as big as the Andes. No way could I get my hands around those 18 inch guns - and with every pump they were getting bigger and harder. By the third set I could take no more I ran my hands over the thick ridged muscles of her back and stooped to plant a kiss on her flexing left bicep. Sue didn't seem to mind. Far from it, she placed the heavy bar gently on the floor and stared into the mirror. "Feel my abs" she said and I placed my hands from behind on her corrugated stomach. She suddenly hit a breathtaking double bi - pulling her stomach in almost to her spine. I was in heaven. I ran my hands up over her pecs feeling those mighty nipples strain at the lycra. The pecs surged powerfully into a pair of Football sized delts and then, oh god, her biceps....flex, flex flex! Each time they seemed bigger, more muscular, more powerful, more pumped. She stopped suddenly and turned around. "What say you and me carry on working out back at my place?" I grabbed Sue's hand and was outta there. More to follow.