Coleen
By Rick Saus
Coleen lifts him with only one leg



	[More Coleen - 2/2]

	It was about two weeks after Barb and I detoured over to Coleen's 
place on the way to Kennywood Park that I ran into Coleen again...  this 
time however, Barb was out of town visiting a sick relative (grandmother) 
and the entire family went to help out around the house until she got 
better.  It was another Saturday and out of boredom, I decided to walk to 
Kennywood Park and meet some of my friends there.  I was just approaching 
the parking lot entrance when I heard someone calling out my name from 
across the way and to the right.  "Hey Rick!  Over here!"  There was a 
barely paved road that ran along the hill I had just decended...  and it 
didn't take me long to catch sight of her as she came around a few cars.

	"Hey, Coleen!  How's it going?" I responded...  for lack of 
something original to say.  "Pretty good...  are you alone...  could you 
stand having company?" she asked as she approached me.  I told her sure and 
we started to walk together through the parking lot.  We talked about a few 
things school related and then Coleen asked me if I'd heard from Barb.  
"Yeah...  she called me last night and told me they were going to be up at 
her Grandmas for another two days...  everything's all right but they want to 
make sure she's able to get around on her own before coming back."  Coleen 
was glad to hear everything was fine...  and we didn't say much to each 
other for about a minute or so.  Then Coleen broke the silence with "I 
really enjoyed you and Barb visiting a couple weeks ago.  Boy, between you 
and Barb...  and then my brother, I really felt it in my calves."  To add 
a little visual support to her remark, she pointed her right leg out 
slightly and pointed her toes, causing her calf muscle to rise and bulge 
hard.  I became completely entranced with the display of her leg as she 
moved it slightly about on point to further emphasize how well muscled her 
calf was.

	When Coleen moved her attention from her leg to me, she saw my face 
red again...  like it got several times at her place...  and she began to 
laugh softly, but not in a derogatory way.  She told me I was sooooo cute 
when I blushed and that Barb must love to make me do that a lot with teasing 
me the way she was with her display of muscle.  With a voice partially 
choked off, I told Coleen "Yeah...  Barb does make me blush a lot...  that's 
how she knows she's having an affect on me...  which is almost all the 
time."  Coleen smiled sweetly and asked me "And I'm having an affect on you 
too...  like Barb does?"  I really started to turn red then...  and she 
began to laugh a little louder than the first time.  Coleen had an affect on 
me all right...  in more was than just blushing.

	She then asked me "What is it about muscles on girls that you like 
so much?"  I began telling her the story about how Barb and I met...  and 
how I've for some time before that seemed to hold a quiet "interest" in 
female muscle...  mainly because back in the late 50s, for a guy to love 
femuscle as much as I did had to of been razed and humiliated cruelly by his 
male peers and girls alike if it ever got out, so I never tried to pursue 
my interest.  Instead, I held myself back from trying to get any of the 
girls I'd dated to allow me to enjoy the muscle they had...  as well as for 
a few I knew only from passing them in the halls at school.  I suppressed my 
desires until that fateful day I saw Barb in the alley.

	Coleen was very sympathetic...  during the whole conversation, she 
didn't look at me with questioning eyes like a lot of other girls did...  
they were very intense in a nice way as she heard every word I spoke.  And 
after I went into a little dissertation about how great it felt to be lifted 
and held in the air by the force of femuscle being applied below me to 
counter my weight...  to include the way she lifted me in her kitchen, she 
told me she didn't think I was weird or anything...  she said she could 
relate in some ways.  She really liked the muscle her brother had packed on 
in the past couple years and that it caused her to look at herself in the 
mirror more and more...  checking out the muscles she was developing in her 
legs from dance and lifting her brother donkey style, and experiencing the 
strength she had in her legs as it grew over the years.

	I detected a little blush in her as a matter of fact when she 
divulged to me that she loved the feel of lifting heavy things with her 
legs...  especially when it's a person.  She told me that when she was 12, 
her cousin who was about her age started to wrestle her in her back yard.  
He was a typical height and weight for a twelve year old...  about 5' tall 
and weighed around 110 lbs or so.  Coleen went on to tell me about how she 
took control of him with her legs...  she wrapped them around his waist and 
she wouldn't let go of him, no matter how hard he tried to break free from 
her powerful grip.  At one point, he tried to stand up and make her double 
up by placing pressure on her shoulders and lifting her hips off the ground 
a little...  that's when Coleen turned this to her favor and jerked him 
towards her...  causing him to fall forward over her.  She then raised her 
hips up in the air, with her cousin between her legs...  and she held him 
suspended in the air like that with her hands on her hips helping to 
support the combined weight while he was flailing his arms and legs in the 
air helplessly.

	We both got a kick out of that story and I told her that she must 
of been incredibly strong even a couple years ago.  Coleen told me that 
from her hips down, she was very strong...  and I had to ask the question 
"I weigh about 15 lbs more than what your cousin did...  do you think you 
could lift me like that?"  Coleen's eyes opened wide and she put a big 
smile on her face, giving me the impression that she loved my question.  
"There's no doubt in my mind, Rick!  It's been a couple years since and 
you're only 15 lbs heavier...  I've gotten somewhat stronger since then."  
I could feel the blood rushing to my face...  and another place...  when 
she told me this, and for a brief moment, I was rendered speechless.  She 
saw how tongue tied I was and to help keep the conversation on track, she 
suggested "I can't show you here in the middle of the parking lot, but we 
can go up to my house where we'd have a lot more privacy...  no one's 
home...  bet I can lift you in other ways too!" she said in a matter of 
fact way.  I nodded my head yes and we proceeded to head off in the 
direction of her house, which was only about 10 minutes away.

	Half way there, I began to feel a bit uneasy about what we were 
about to do.  I remember Barb telling me the next time Coleen saw me, that 
it wouldn't happen unless she was by my side...  an expression of jealousy 
and protectionism... to keep things from getting out of hand, perhaps.  I 
took it jokingly a couple weeks ago when she first said it, but I was 
beginning to wonder what she actually meant by it.  Was Coleen a person not 
to be trusted with a guy of my weight with her legs?  I was a perfect 
"weight" for both Coleen and Barb, depending on what extremity was being 
used by whom and how I was lifted.  For Coleen, it was her legs...  for 
Barb, it didn't matter...  her arms or legs could lift me in so many ways, 
I lost count...  I just knew it was a bunch!

	Coleen was able to detect the uneasiness that was building inside 
me...  and she asked me what was wrong.  I told her that I was feeling a 
bit guilty about Barb not being with us, referring back to what she said as 
we were leave her house.  Coleen smiled a reassuring smile and told me to 
relax...  that she wasn't going to rape me...  all she was going to do was 
lift me with her legs a little.  And to divert my mind back to us doing this 
shortly, Coleen raised up on her toes as she walked a little ahead of me and 
suggestively told me over her shoulder "How can you pass up an opportunity 
like this...  to feel the femuscle strength in these incredible legs of 
mine lifting you?  Besides...  I wouldn't even think of telling Barb about 
it...  she'd beat the both of us up!" and then laughed at her remark.  I 
was all choked up with the thoughts of the possibilities I was about to 
experience if I allowed myself this special moment in the sun.

	I told Coleen OK and we continued on towards her place...  with 
Coleen from time to time getting a little ahead of me and raising up on her 
toes for me to watch her calf muscles work as she walked gracefully...  
like a ballerina walking across stage, only she wasn't quite on point.  She 
was getting a charge out of this and I was seeing an incredible display of 
sensual femuscle as we closed the gap to her place.

	Before I knew it, we arrived.  Coleen unlocked the door...  
stopping briefly while opening it to give me a reassuring smile, and then 
continued to open it all the way for us to go inside.  We walked into the 
kitchen where she went into the fridge and pulled out two bottles of coke 
for us and opened them.  We sat at the kitchen table for a little bit...  
talking about what Coleen was about to show me.  "I never fail to surprise 
my brother with the strength I have in my legs...  here, feel this."...  
and with that, she extended her right leg that she had crossed over her 
left, causing her quad muscle to rise up as her leg stiffened...  and she 
pointed her toes hard to cause her calf muscle to explode out of her 
otherwise gently curved lower leg.  My left hand was shaking visibly as I 
slowly reach for her awaiting leg...  and upon resting it on top of her 
hardened quad muscle in her thigh, I was able to feel an impressively 
developed group of muscles laying just below her soft skin.  Something that 
I remember impressing me too was the lack of hair on her legs...  they were 
as smooth as a baby's bottom.

	I began to lightly squeeze her quad muscle to see how much 
resistance they'd give...  and they gave a lot of resistance...  more than I 
expected.  "Pretty impressive, huh?  I know they're no where near as 
muscular as Barb's...  but they're pretty impressive just the same...  
wouldn't you say, Rick?" Coleen asked with a seemingly urgent need for 
reassurance.  I told her that her leg muscles were indeed VERY impressive 
and my response was met with a big smile from her.  She directed her eyes 
towards her legs and my hand that was still shaking...  and she placed her 
hand on top of mine and told me to relax.  She then began to move her 
pointed foot from side to side, keeping her toes pointed as hard as she 
could to move her calf muscles in ways that were extremely sensuous!  I 
could feel my throat becoming restricted again with excitement by now...  
not to mention in other areas barely concealed by my trousers.  I asked her 
if she ever measured her calf muscle, and she immediately responded with 
"No...  but now's a good time!"  

	Coleen got up and left the kitchen for a moment, returning with a 
cloth measuring tape unraveled and bunched in her hand.  She gave me the 
tape and sat back down...  and with a certain gleam in her eye, she 
sensuously crossed her right leg over her left and straightened it for me 
again.  As she pointed her toes, she told me to go ahead and measure her 
calf muscle...  but as you could imagine, I had a hard time just holding 
the tape in my hand.  As a matter of fact, as I tried to straighten the 
tape in my fingers to begin encircling her lower leg with it, the tape 
slipped from my fingers and I had to do it again...  three times.  Barb was 
laughing to herself as I fumbled around...  I must of been a sight.

	I finally was able to get the tape around her leg and I moved it in 
position around the largest part of her calf...  I took my time to make 
sure the measurement was accurate...  and to take in the beauty of her leg 
as long as possible.  I finally acknowledged "15 inches!"  15 incredibly 
hard, beautiful inches I might add!  "Not too shabby, huh?" Coleen 
exclaimed with pride as I kept the tape around her calf and measured and 
remeasured her several times. She was right...  not too shabby...  and for 
a girl her height, which was about 5'6".  Coleen then asked me if her calf 
might measure the same while she stood on her toes, and I didn't know how 
to answer that...  so she said "Let's see."

	She uncrossed her legs and got out of her chair...  and standing in 
front of me, she turned around, put her right hand on the table for balance 
and raised up on her toes as far as she could.  I bent over and ran the 
measuring tape around her right leg...  took the measurement...  and told 
her "It's the same...  15 inches.  Want me to measure the left?"  "Sure!" 
she sited firmly...  and I removed the tape and proceed to measure her left 
calf.  The reading was slightly less...  about 14 3/4 inches...  but I 
found this to be true with Barb as well.  Her right calf measured 16" while 
her left calf measured 15 3/4".  I think this is normal in people who have 
a dominant side to them...  left or right.  They tend to use and therefore 
exercise the dominant side and consequently the muscles would be a little 
larger.

	As I looked up at Coleen after making that measurement, I noticed 
her looking down at me with adoring eyes...  she was really enjoying the 
attention I was giving her legs.  Within a breath, she told me to feel her 
calf muscles to see if they were as hard as when she was pointing her toes 
while seated.  I felt both of them in each hand, and then I moved my left 
hand to her right calf to join my other hand for further evaluation.  Her 
calf muscle felt incredible...  smooth skin covering rock solid muscle just 
beneath.  The combination of this was extremely exciting...  and if it 
weren't for the fact that I was hunched down and bent over, Coleen could of 
easily seen how she was "affecting" me.  

	I was feeling tons of guilt, but I couldn't withdraw from this 
experience as it continued to unravel.  Coleen was displaying the muscles 
in her legs as sensuously as a woman possibly could...  and poor, little, 
hardly experienced, 14 year old me didn't know how to handle it...  I just 
went with it wherever it took us...  Coleen was completely in control.

	I continued to run my hands softly up and down over her calves...  
and then up to her quads where she had them tensed for me as well.  She 
turned around and extended her right leg to me for a better look...  not 
that the view wasn't fine from where I sat!  After examining the muscles in 
her thigh closely and with as much intensity, Coleen stepped back a few 
inches and said "Rick...  I think it's high time I show you how strong 
these legs of mine are...  come with me."  She took me by my hand, helped 
to pull me out of my chair and we walked into the living room.

	The rug in there was very soft and deep piled...  a person could 
sleep on it and felt comfortable.  As we walked around the couch, she asked 
me to help her with the coffee table...  and we moved it out of the way to 
open up the floor a little between the TV and the couch.  She then directed 
me to kneel down in the middle and I quickly assumed the position as 
requested.  Coleen then walked around in front of me, got down on the floor 
and laid on her back with her feet closest to me.  The next several 
minutes proved to be VERY enlightening...  I thought Barb was the only 
woman on earth who could lift me with her legs easily, but I was about to 
learn otherwise.

	Coleen scooted towards me until her legs were folded and her knees 
were facing skyward...  she then opened her legs and raised them...  
encircled my lower torso  and then clamped down around me in a tight but 
comfortable embrace.  I placed my hands on the outside of each of her 
thighs...  feeling the firmness of them even though her hamstring muscles 
were doing a lot of the work.  She then challenged me "Go ahead, Rick...  
see if you can get out of this hold."  I looked at first her left leg...  
and then her right, trying to see where I could grab hold and pull her legs 
apart.  As I tried to reach and press on her inner knees outward, she 
simply clamped down a little harder to counter my force.  Before long, I was 
really trying hard to get out from between her legs, but each time I tried 
something, she had enough strength in her legs to overcome me...  easily.

	Just when it became obvious that I didn't stand a chance of getting 
out her grip on me, Coleen told me to push forward towards her and try to 
lift her butt off the floor like she told me her cousin did in her story.  
I moved forward towards her and raised up a little which brought her hips 
and butt off the floor a couple inches...  and then Coleen helped me 
a little by taking her weight off of me and raising her own lower torso off 
the floor.  The combination afforded me to become properly positioned above 
her stomach when Coleen suddenly pushed upwards with her lower torso, 
lifting me completely off the floor and steadily upwards until she placed 
her open palms on her hips with her elbows resting on the floor to support 
the weight above.  This was incredible to experience...  I mean, Barb did 
this to me regularly...  but for Coleen, who had considerably less muscle 
than Barb, to do this to me made the whole experience incredibly exciting!

	I didn't flail my hands and legs in the air like her cousin did...  
I just rested between her strong legs and enjoyed the lift.  She held just 
enough pressure around me to keep me in place...  and I knew if she wanted 
to, she could hurt me with those legs without much difficulty...  or none 
at all.  She held me like this for a few seconds...  admiring her ability 
in doing this and seeing me perched helplessly above her as she held me 
with her strong legs.  I ran my hands up and down her thighs feeling the 
hardness of her muscles and the smoothness of her skin...  a dynamite 
combination!

	Coleen started to feel the strain of holding me up and after 
holding me up for just a little longer, she finally lowered me to the floor 
and unwrapped her legs from around me.  "Wow, Rick...  I've wanted to do 
this to someone for some time now.  My cousin won't let me...  I scared 
him!  Thanks!  And...  it's our little secret." Coleen told me between 
slightly heavy breaths.  I could see small beads of perspiration on her 
forehead and she started to fan herself a little to cool her down.  The 
reality of it all was that Barb was able to do what Coleen just did...  but 
she was able to hold me up in the air like that for as long as I wanted 
to...  or she wanted to without breaking a sweat, which was a little longer 
than my frail body could handle comfortably.  A little pain made it VERY 
worth while though and I never complained.

	After catching her breath for a minute, Coleen asked me "What other 
way does Barb lift you with her legs?  I'd like to see if I can...  don't 
make it easy on me, now."  I thought about it for a few seconds and then I 
recalled Barb being able to easily lift me with one leg straight up in the 
air on her foot.  I figured easy for Barb, but this might be a little of a 
challenge for Coleen.  So I told her about how barb lifted me in this 
manner and Coleen proceeded to get in position for it.

	It entailed her to place the small of her back on a pillow that was 
placed over the arm rest of the couch.  Coleen's couch had a fairly low 
armrest for couches of that era and it was padded pretty good, but using a 
pillow further assured her of comfort.  Then she had to lay back...  which 
would cause her hips to be higher than the rest of her upper body.  She 
then had to place her foot in my stomach and I'd have to lean forward to 
center myself over her hips, which was a good center of gravity for this 
lift.  Coleen took my hands into hers...  and after placing her right foot 
in my stomach, she pulled me towards her with her arms until I was dangling 
over her hips.  Yup...  my feet came off the floor a few seconds earlier as 
she rotated me up and over to where I was now positioned.  And with a 
demonstration of incredible strength that I was only able to conceive with 
Barb, Coleen started to lift me straight up in the air with her one leg...  
easily.  It was as though I weighed half of what I did...  but then 125 lbs 
wasn't much to begin with.

	Coleen not only lifted me fully in the air...  her leg fully 
straight and vertical, but she lowered me and lifted me up again several 
times to further demonstrate the strength she had in reserve.  It was 
incredible!  I know...  I use that word a lot...  but it's the only one that 
best describes things when they are...  incredible to me. [:^)

	After a minute or so, Coleen lifted me fully in the air, and as I 
rested above her on her foot, she exclaimed with pride "Piece of cake, 
Rick!  I told you my legs were strong...  but I'll bet you didn't think 
they were THIS strong, did you?"  I gulped out my response...  overwhelmed 
by what I was experiencing.  While holding me up, she raised her other leg, 
pointing her toes and sensuously displaying her leg for me...  the 
combination was too much for me and I took her free leg in my hands and 
started pulled it towards me...  and I began to kiss it wherever I could 
reach it with my face.  If anyone has ever tried that in this position, 
you'll know it's not easy.

	Coleen was very receptive to this and she lowered me a little so I 
could reach her leg easier...  and as she held me above her with her leg 
half bent, I was able to enjoy her other leg a lot better...  and she was 
able to enjoy my enjoyment a lot better in return.  When her leg got tired, 
she simply switched legs and allowed me to continue adoring her gams...  
loving every moment of it!


	[More Coleen - Part II]

	I have to share one more thing with everyone.  After Coleen put me 
back on the floor and we took a few sips of our cokes, I asked her how 
strong she felt her hamstring muscles were on the back of her thighs.  She 
looked at me puzzled and told me she honestly didn't know...  but was 
willing to find out while I was still there.

	I told her to lay on the floor face down and to spread her legs 
enough so that one foot could be tucked in my armpit and the other between 
my upper thighs.  I placed two throw pillows under her knees to make this 
as comfortable as possible for her...  and then I got in position laying 
down on my side and placing her feet in those areas.  I then told her to 
try to lift me off the floor by "curling" me up...  using her hamstring 
muscles the way you would use your biceps...  and she told me she was 
ready.

	Her toes were pointed fully...  and the beauty of her calves were 
again displayed as she was preparing to lift me.  I told her how wonderful 
her calves looked and she said "Thanks, Rick...  I'm glad you appreciate 
them...  they're my favorites too!"  I was barely able to see her face...  
but I could tell she wasn't turned off by my remark.

	Within a second or so, I began to feel pressure on both areas where 
Coleen had her feet.  She didn't waste any time...  I was up off the floor 
almost immediately...  and she curled her legs up until they were vertical 
with the floor...  and I was riding high on her feet.  "Wow, Rick...  I 
didn't know I could do THAT!" she exclaimed...  and she lowered me to the 
floor and proceeded to lift me again in this manner...  several times.  By 
then, it didn't surprise me...  Coleen showed me that there were other 
women in the world with less muscle in their legs than what Barb had that 
could easily lift me...  and I found an intensified interest in femuscle at 
this point.  I knew that it didn't take an extremely strong, muscular girl 
to lift me in certain ways...  and this has been carried through my life 
mentally ever since.  It gave me more of a realistic field to work with...  
and as I walked through life, I've met a number of women who had legs like 
or a little stronger than Coleen's that proved this to be true.

	After lowering me down for the last time, Coleen removed her feet 
from me and stood up while I was still laying on my side.  She then turned 
and raised up on her toes, revealing the muscle that had lifted me easily 
in several ways...  and delighted me immensely on a day that would of been 
otherwise boring during Barb's absence.  We didn't get into any sexual 
stuff, even as turned on as we both were...  I guess it was out of respect 
for Barb.  But I knew that if for some reason Barb and I broke up (which 
didn't happen), I knew of another girl who was more than happy to 
literally pick up where she left off.

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Rick