Ann My Strong Friend    
By MuscleLover
Not just a friend

        During high school one of my friends lived on a farm.  Ann was
attractive and in great shape from sports, farm work, and lifting.  We
became good friends and then didn't see each other until we had
graduated from college.  I invited her to visit me at my new home and
could never have guessed how developed she had become.  It was a cool
summer evening when she walked in my door.  I politely took her jacket
and hung it up.  Underneath was the most amazing woman I had ever seen. 
Ann was blasted with thick and shapely muscles.  Apparently, she went to
school on a ROTC scholarship and was now serving her time based in Guam.
Her extraordinary genetics and years of manual labor had produced an
amazon.  She thought it was time for paybacks since I had always
outclassed her in high school.  She wore a tight tank top and a small
mini-skirt.  Several poses made her muscularity flare with power.  I
changed into shorts and challenged Ann to a wrestling match.  "O.K. but
I don't plan to go easy on you."  She chased me down to my basement
where a boxing ring was set up.  Ann really wanted to show off her
muscle and promptly removed her shirt and bra.  "Now we fight man vs.
woman -- no holds barred."  To start I kissed her deeply and felt her
amazing back and arms.  She enjoyed the attention but wanted to get
rough.  In an instant her forarms wrapped around my lower back for a
bear hug.  I groaned as Ann lurched back and forced me off the floor. 
She was much stronger than I expected.  The grip tightened and I was
dropped to the floor a moment later.  Next, I found her on top of me
pulling my head off the floor.  As I tried to force her arms apart I
couldn't believe the density of the biceps that opposed me.  Now I was
placed into a headlock and twisted between her monstrous thighs.  "Bet
you never though I would get to be your superior.  What does it feel
like to be on the bottom?"  Ann let me up and charged me again.  This
time she gripped my legs and pushed me into a corner pole.  She sure was
keeping to her promise about not being gently.  Fortunately I managed to
trip my opponent and land several punches into her back and shoulders. 
I decided to be nice and help Ann off of the floor.  But as I held her
hand she violently jerked me to the floor.  I felt a little dizzy after
hitting my head.  Ann had no forgiveness in her eyes and decided to
press her chest against mine.  And boy did she have a chest!  Rich
pectorals were striated and pushed her firm breasts straight out.  Soon
a little flexing was painfully flattening me to the floor.  I tried to
excape by punching her abs but only found a washboard of detailed
muscles.  Ann started to bounce on me until I could barely take the
power.  Then she pressed me over her head and threw me to the floor.  I
begged for mercy but only found more aggression.  Ann clamped her calves
around my neck and pulled my arms behind my back. "Not bad for a farm
girl, don't you think?"  She didn't want to cut my air off so the next
move was a scissors hold around my waist.  She pushed harder and harder
until I could see her quads become vascular and deeply cut.  Then Ann
decided to lock her legs around my pelvis.  She squeezed and noted the
sexual joy that was first created then the pain came quickly.  "That was
your warm up, now take off the rest of my clothes and give me a full
body rub."  That was the start of a wonderful relationship.  But I don't
have time to continue.

Eric