Cream Cheese
by plowjack
Diana has her date home for desert...

They took Diana's truck, leaving Jack's sports coupe in the parking lot of 
the club. As Jack was opening his door, he felt Diana's arms around him from 
behind. He took a step forward, but he was pulled back, pressed hard against 
Diana's body.

"Wait, baby," the big woman murmured, "I want to try something." Then he 
felt his knees swept out from under him. With a yell of triumph Diana 
Hoisted him into the air and , kicking the door fully open, carried him into 
his apartment. With another kick she closed the door, then sat Jack gently 
on his feet.

She wrapped him in a bear hug again and kissed him, saying. "You're so 
sweet, Jack - and such a lightweight. You don't mind, do you?" She again 
grabbed his ass, and put a hand on his crotch with a tight squeeze - his 
cock was rock hard! "Oooo, you don't mind at all..." she said, taking his 
balls in her hand.

"Hey..." jack exclaimed pointlessly, as his member twitched under her hand. 
He put his arms around her and kissed her, but she took his head in both 
hands and pulled his lips away.

"So, do you mind being a lightweight in my arms, Jackie?"

Jack swallowed hard, still rubbing his cock against her as she wrapped her 
fingers in his hair. He shook his head, and muttered, "I guess not..."

Diana laughed and said "I guess not either, since I've been manhandling your 
sweet body all night, honey."

She pulled him back to her lips, and he ran his hands over her body. he got 
her breasts in his hands, but the bra she wore was heavy and solid, and he 
grabbed her ass instead. He was amazed to find it thick as hard rubber with 
just a layer of soft flesh. he ran his hands up her muscular back to her 
shoulders, and then down her arms.

Diana was very pleased with her date so far - Jack was clearly turned on by 
her strength, his weak body lithe and exciting to her, and she was ready to 
play with him in detail. His hands found their way to her arms, and she gave 
him as full a flex as she could while still restraining his  head, kissing 
him deeply. She felt his fingers squeeze her biceps, and she pumped a 
little, hardening her muscle.

"Do you like those, Jack," she asked, letting his mouth go. Jack just nodded 
mutely, his hands squeezing and caressing her thick arms. She released his 
head, and flexed first one arm, then the other.

Jack shifted position, so that he was on his knees straddling one of her big 
thighs, facing her. she flexed both arms, and jack saw muscle strain against 
the slim sleeves of her silk blouse. He squeezed hard, and felt her flesh 
swell and harden amazingly, from firm thickness to full, solid slabs and a 
round hard ball . He could get his hand a little more than half-way around 
her arm, and he squeezed and shook her arms a little, but they were 
immovable.

"Are you squeezing, Jackie?" she teased and flexed again, pumping her biceps 
and triceps in his hands. "Feel those forearms, man," she boasted quietly. 
"I think they're harder than my guns." Jack wrapped his hands around knotted 
muscle under the thin layer of softness. Diana reached up and began to 
unbutton Jack's shirt. In a moment, Jack did the same, and soon they were 
shirtless, jack's white chest bare, Diana silky and brown in a big, black, 
heavy bra.

She took his hands in hers and said "Your hands are so soft." She ran her 
left hand down to his forearm and squeezed gently, saying, "See, just nice 
and soft - no muscle."

"Hey," he complained, "I have some muscles"

"Sure you do, Jack - so, show me."

Diana was dripping with delight as she watched Jack strike a double flex, 
doing his best, flexing his arms and shoulders and chest. He did have some 
nice definition, his little biceps round, his chest just barely defined, she 
ran her hands from his waist up along his sides, gripping his buttery lats 
as she squeezed her way to his shoulders. She pressed in with her fingers, 
and the flexed muscle just gave in her hand, making Jack's face register 
surprise. She made sounds of desire and appreciation as she ran her hands to 
his biceps and squeezed, "Aw Jackie, " she cooed, "those aren't really 
muscles," she squeezed harder, and Jack grimaced, but then flexed again in 
her hands. She used a good portion of her grip, and Jack yelped, and his 
arms went soft in her hands. "See that's just cream cheese, baby, to me."

Jack froze in her hands, and blushed, his mind stalled - had Betty told her 
that she had said he was soft as cream cheese?  His arms were bruised, where 
his effort to impress her had failed, and now he kept them relaxed, as Diana 
squeezed her fingers into his thin arms - her hands went most of the way 
around them. "Oh yeah, sweetie, Betty told me..." she said, as she ran her 
hands out to his forearms,  then slammed him back against the couch, 
swinging a leg over him and pulling his arms out straight. "MMmm, feel how 
soft your arms are... I love it!"

"You... love it?" Jack said, quietly. He reach for her, but she hardened her 
grip, and held his arms outstretched. "Just let me look at you... so white, 
and soft... I love fucking cute, weak guys, Jack, and you're just my type." 
She pulled his to her, and wrapped her arms around him as she kissed him 
again. His aching arms draped over her shoulders as lust washed away his 
humiliation. Her hands found his ass again, and then his thighs, her fingers 
gripping the bigger muscles there. "Oooo, you're sooo soft... I'm not 
waiting any longer, honey."

She wrapped him in her arms again, and pushed him gently off the couch, 
sliding him down her legs until her was on the floor, and slipping her 
pretty feet from under him. she held her legs out together and said "PUll 
those panties off baby. Jack didn't hesitate, slipping the white cotton over 
her huge thighs and calves. She planted her feet on either side of him and 
spread her legs. Make me come, Jackie," she commanded, and jack hesitated a 
little, not liking to just obey her orders, even coming from those wonderful 
lips. She leaned forward and took him by the hair, and pulled his head into 
her crotch, saying "Betty says you have skills, Jack, show me and I won't 
use these thighs on you."

Jack showed her. he wrapped his arms around her thighs, and plunged his 
mouth into her. In just a few minutes she started to come, flowing wetly, 
but she didn't release him. 'More' she growled, and he worked her little 
button, making her moan and shiver. He was amazed at how long she continued, 
keeping him buried in her hot wetness, her thighs covering his ears, but not 
squeezing hard. At last she pulled him away from her, then pulled him up so 
that his lips were on her breasts, his waist between her legs.

"OOh, Jackie" she sighed" that was good - you make me feel so strong and 
hot!" she flexed her legs on his waist and he grimaced. "Oh yeah, honey, I 
could squeeze you in two with these legs - you're so soft..."

"Hold on, sweet thing," she said, and she hauled him up to her lips, brought 
her legs together between his, leaned forward and lifted him by both thighs, 
spreading his legs to wrap her hips, as she stood. With a hitch and a wiggle 
she settle him against her waist, thighs gripped in her hands. Jack was 
surprised to find his cock spring up as he realized he was being toyed with 
like this by a woman who wanted him. He rested his chest against hers and 
kissed her face and neck as she turned and carried him down the hall.

Where's the Bedroom, Jack?" she purred in his ear. he didn't hesitate to 
tell her.

Jack's head was spinning, his cock hard and throbbing, as he leaned against 
the amazon woman's big bosom. Diana was making him feel like a little thing, 
man-handled and helpless, but that seemed to be turning him on. Without 
resistance he allowed himself to be carried, and ran his hands down diana's 
arms. They were thick and rock hard now as she carried him, rippling as she 
shifted him a little. he squeezed, and squeezed harder, and diana just 
nuzzled his neck. On the other hand, as they entered his bedroom, Diana's 
hands were crushing his thighs. Diana released his thighs but hitched him up 
and caught him around the waist, squeezing a big breath of air from him with 
a laugh. He held her waist with his legs, but the strength seemed to run 
from him as, with another little-girl grunt, she threw him down on the bed, 
gasping for air.

Jack lay gasping for a moment, his eyes closed, then reflexively rubbed his 
left thigh, where Diana had certainly left bruises.

"What's wrong, sweetie, did I hurt you," he heard her coo. He looked up to 
see her step out of her skirt and panties, and reach behind her for her bra. 
Jack slid out of his own jeans and shorts, naked on his back, cock at 
half-mast, and Diana stepped forward and put a foot on the bed next to him.
"I'm sorry, Jackie, but you're just so soft; I knew I was probably squishing 
your leg."
Jack was mesmerized by the huge, tanned leg beside him, and he ran a hand up 
from the slender ankle to the softball-sized calf muscle. "Give that a 
squeeze Honey" she said, raising onto her toes. He felt the flesh swell and 
harden in his hands. He could make no impression at all on the silky muscle. 
He rose on one elbow to grip the massive thigh, and his cock swelled again.
"Go ahead and kiss it, baby," she purred, and he did, his lips warm on her 
skin.

Diana grinned and licked her lips as she took in jack's sleek body. His 
aerobics had paid off - his waist was firm and he had nice shape in his arms 
and legs - she knew she liked his tight ass. His cock was nicely made, and 
obviously very ready for what she had been giving him. She made a little 
sound of appreciation as she looked his long frame over, and jack sprung up 
to hug her.

Drawn to Diana like a magnet toward steel, he raised his arms to wrap her, 
but she caught his shoulders and heaved him backwards onto the bed, once 
again, he exclaimed 'ow' as he thumbs dug into his shoulders.

"You stay where I put you, sweetie," she teased, as she finished removing 
her bra. "I don't know why I still wear these minimizers - my mom always 
said my tits are just too big..." she peeled the bra away and jack saw that 
he'd been wrong - she was a d-cup if she was an inch! She raised her chest 
and winked, "What do you think, jack, are they too big?" She put her hands 
behind her head with a broad grin, her arms swelling, her breasts round and 
lifting, and got to his hands and knees. he just had to get his hands on 
her!. She met him half-way, and Jack found himself flung onto his back 
again, with Diana's body falling on top of his. She wiggled on top of him 
and kissed him hard.

"I told you to stay put, baby," she growled, smiling, "and this is my dance, 
remember?" She ran her hands up his arms, pushing them over his head against 
his giggling struggles. She kept a mock-serious expression as he struggled 
under her, and in a moment she had his arms pinned over his head, and his 
legs grapevined.
"There," she purred, kissing his face and rubbing her chest against 
his,"helpless in a woman's arms, baby."

"Yeah right," jack laughed, in a moment of bravado, "I'm the man here, 
baby." He began to squirm under her. he pressed against her grip, but he 
could barely get his arms off the bed.

"OOooo, yeah, jack, you're the big man... c'mon, you're stronger than this, 
aren't you?" She kissed him, then bit his neck hard. "Maybe you need some 
incentive."

Jack yelped, and obviously fought harder. He still expected to be able to 
pull his hands away, wrap this woman up and give her the works, and he was 
frustrated and a little frightened at his helplessness. He fought against 
the steel cords of her fingers, and she bit him again, and tried to roll her 
off of his hips. he wiggled a leg free and hooked it over, but she flattened 
her wide ass over his narrow hips, and she was just too heavy - he only 
managed to use up his wind. Diana licked his neck and bit him, kissed and 
bit again. He heard himself say, "please" in a pleading voice.

Diana continued to giggle at Jack's feeble struggles - his skinny arms were 
actually getting pumped. His handsome face turned red as he struggled to 
throw her off. he kept at it for some while, but at last his efforts ceased 
and he lay panting under her. She nipped him again and heard him start to 
whimper. She kissed her way from his bruised neck to his lips, letting her 
full weight press his soft body.

"See sweetie, you can't do a thing, can you?"

"Please Diana," he said sucking in air, "you're squishing me!"

"First tell me who's my cream-cheese..." she said, kneading and crushing his 
little forearms.

"Ow... what do you mean," Jack asked.

Diana bounced on him her massive chest compressing his. "C'mon, little one, 
say 'I'm your cream cheese boy' and I'll let you up."

Jack resisted a while longer - she was surprised at how much he could take, 
but finally he said it, in a sullen voice. Diana rolled off him, and pulled 
him too her. Jack frowned and wouldn't look at her, but she chased his lips 
down and kissed him sweetly, squeezing him to her breasts, until he 
responded, his arms going around her neck.

"There we go," Diana purred, "see how nice it is to be my little cream 
cheese man - so soft and white..." She stroked his body, and he slid down to 
take a nipple in his mouth. He took both of her breasts in his hands and 
teased, caressed and suckled them. he ran his hands over her body, feeling 
her muscles flex and ripple as she caressed and squeezed his soft flesh.

He looked up at her and sighed "You're so strong," and she rolled onto her 
back and hauled him on top of her. She spread her long legs and he slipped 
his stony cock into her dripping flower. She wrapped her legs around him, 
and used her calves to slam his hips into her, pressing him in hard. He 
began to pump, but her legs held him, and he couldn't move more than an inch 
or two.

"C'mon cream cheese, aren't you going to fuck me?" Diana taunted. She bucked 
her hips, bouncing him around, then clamped his hips even tighter. He tried 
to pump harder, but was totally trapped.

"Oh, I see, " she said, "you're too weak to fuck me, aren't you..." She 
wrapped him in her thick arms and crushed him down into her bosom. "Try 
harder and I'll help you, poor thing." She released his hips and he drew 
back, only to have her slam his ass against her. They went at that for a 
minute, her pumping his thin body into her, then she again clamped him to 
her pussy.

"Oh sweetie," she sighed with lust, "your skinny body just doesn't have the 
mass I like - you're just too soft and weak to be on top of me."

With that she rolled him easily onto his back, smashing her hips down onto 
him, driving his long cock deep into her.  "you just lie there and take it, 
Jack - you've been good for me already, so now I'll fuck you within an inch 
of your life!"

She planted her arms on either side of his shoulders and slammed away. he 
bounced on the soft bed as she slapped her pussy against him, and he gripped 
her triceps to steady himself. Her arms were like stone pillars in his 
hands, and she smiled down at him, saying, again, "Are you squeezing, 
Jackie?" Her nipples dangled just inches from his mouth, abd he reached up 
to cup and knead her firm bosom. "You like those, don't you, sweetie," she 
purred, and lowered herself to her elbows, pressing her bosom onto his face. 
He sucked and licked, and she moaned sweetly, still sliding herself up and 
down his pole. Blind in the hot dark between her tits he felt Diana's big 
hands push his arms over his head, kneading his pulped biceps again.

He lay in the dark, sucking his lover's breast, his arms helpless in her 
grip, his cock milked and pounded by her pussy. She squeezed his arms 
roughly, driving her thumbs into his puny muscle, and he came hard in her, 
moaning and whimpering.