My Personal Trainer
by Will Travis



For New Years I decided to join a gym and get in shape. I have been on the
thin side and I wanted to add some muscle. My weight is around 160 and I was
hoping to add 15 or 20 pounds. I faithfully went to the gym five days a week
but by August my results were unimpressive. Although I was lifting a lot more,
I was still very thin.

One day I walked into the gym and there was an advertisement for the personal
trainer offering a first session free incentive. Figuring I had nothing to
loose I signed up. The gym had four trainers to choose from, three were guys
and one was a lady named Amanda. Since I knew nothing about the qualifications
of the trainers, I picked the lady. (Who wouldn't?)

When I met Amanda for our first session I was amazed. She was as tall as me
and looked like she weighed close to 200 pounds. She had a model's face, huge
shoulders, tits the size of volley balls, a flat stomach, and amazingly
muscular legs. Her biceps were bigger than my thighs. During the first
appointment she asked about my exercise goals and asked what exercises I had
had been doing. In addition to her being great to look at, she was also very
knowledgeable about different body types and the appropriate exercise
routines. She quickly pointed out a number of things I was doing wrong. She
then showed me the proper techniques and exercises. By the end of the session
I was thourghly impressed and realized she could help me a lot. I signed up
for a package of session with Amanda.

I began to make slow progress. Amanda did a great job of encouraging me while
keeping my expectations realistic. We had the opportunity to talk and a
friendship developed. One night I finished my workout, showered and went out
to my car just as the gym was closing. Amanda was standing next to her car.
She was arguing with a guy built like a body builder. The guy pushed Amanda a
couple of times and she was trying hard to reason with the guy. The guy then
slapped Amanda. I was somewhat apprehensive about stepping into a situation
like this but did not feel comfortable leaving Amanda to deal with this
situation alone.

"Excuse me, can I help", I asked.

The big guy was obviously a little drunk. "Get out of here runt!", he said as
he attempted to shove me. I have always been pretty quick on my feet. I
stepped to the side causing the guy to stumble past me. I tripped him as he
went by. He got back to his feet and came at me swinging. Fortunately he
telegraphed his punches and I was able to duck them. I noticed he was wearing
a knee brace on his left knee. I ducked another punch, pivoted and let loose
with the best sidekick I could muster straight into his knee. The brute went
down howling in pain. I gave him a nice roundhouse kick to the face while he
was still down on one knee. This sent him sprawling on to his back. I was
somewhat worried when the big lug got back up after a vicious kid to the head.
"Try that again asshole.!" Instead of trying another roundhouse to the head I
brought my foot straight up into his nuts. He doubled over and I caught him
square in the nose with an uppercut. He staggered back, bumped into Amanda's
car, and then lurched forward just in time to receive a vicious punch to his
adam's apple. That was the end of the fight. Amanda was very upset so I
grabbed her by the arm, steered her towards my car and we drove off. I was in
a hurry to get out of there. Although my reflexes were better than his, I knew
that if a guy his size ever got his hands on me I would be in big trouble.

Amanda filled me in on her situation as we drove. The guy was her ex-fiancé.
She decided to break off the engagement because of his temper. He was
frequently getting in fights which Amanda found very childish. "That was
amazing, what you did back there. I have never seen him loose a fight and you
are the smallest guy I have ever seen him fight."

"Well don't be too impressed, I was running out of dirty tricks so I am glad
that last one worked. Fact is, fights scare the shit out of me." I think she
could tell my hands were shaking a little.

I told Amanda she should crash at my place tonight so that her ex-fiance would
not be able to find her. We agreed he would need some time to cool off after
the ass-kicking he received. Amanda, slept in the guest room. In the morning
we got up, ate breakfast and I drove her back to her car.

From that point she was obviously very friendly towards me. I think she had a
newfound respect for me and she knew I was a nice guy.

A few days later we were finishing a workout session and Amanda said, "A bunch
of are going out for drinks tonight. Want to come along?" I immediately said
yes. We went to a bar and had some drinks. I was pretty popular since I had
beaten up Amanda's ex whom nobody liked. A slow dance came on the juke box and
Amanda asked me if I wanted to dance.

This was my first opportunity to hold her in my arms. We slow danced to
several songs. She snuggled her face into my neck and occasionally reached
down and grabbed my butt. I caressed her amazing back and ran my hands over
her ass. I was starting to get a hard-on. Amanda grabbed my ass and pulled me
tight so she was grinding her crotch into mine. "You seem to be enjoying
yourself," Amanda said as she rubbed those massive tits against my chest.

"I am just about speechless," I said.

Amanda grabbed me by the hand and lead me out the back door of the bar. Once
outside, she pushed me against the wall and and began passionately kissing me.
She forcefully thrust her tongue into my mouth. She then grabbed my wrists and
pinned them to the wall on either side of my head. "You're mine now" she
growled as she had her way with me much to my delight. After a few minutes of
passionate kissing with me pinned to the wall, Amanda released my wrists and
roughly pulled down my pants. She stripped out of her slacks and underwear and
began fucking me up against the wall. She again pinned my wrists and she
thrust away on my cock. "Try to resist me." she ordered. Amanda was way to
strong but I resisted because it seemed to excite the both of us. Amanda
pulled off her top and pulled my face down to her nipple. So there I was,
pants around my ankles, pinned to the wall getting fucked and sucking on the
biggest tit I have ever toughed. Amanda let out a scream as she climaxed. She
kept thrusting away furiously and I quickly blew my load.

Amanda leaned against the wall next to me. We leaned there holding hands
trying to catch our breaths. "I needed that", Amanda smiled. I smiled at her
and said, "Lets go back to me place. There is plenty more.

We drove to my apartment and started kissing in the parking lot leaning
against my car. Amanda had me pinned to the car as she forcefully rubbed her
body against mine and fucked my mouth with her tongue. "Give me your keys."
she ordered. I handed her my keys and she bent over, inserted an arm between
my legs and through me onto her shoulder in a fireman's carry. She carried me
that way across the parking lot and up three flights of stairs to my
apartment. She carried me into the bedroom, lifted me into the air so that I
was pressed against the ceiling and then dropped me on the bed. She then dived
on top of me. Amanda pinned my wrists to the bed with her knees and sat on my
chest looking down at me. She slowly removed her top and bra. She then
proceeded to caress and kiss her breasts. I tried to get my hands loose but
she was too strong. Once she had teased me awhile, she reached back and
started squeezing and caressing my cock through my pants. When she leaned back
to grab my cock, I was able to slide my hands free and reach up and caress
those amazing breasts. I fondled her breasts while she sat on my chest and
teased me about being trapped. She clamped her thighs tightly to the side of
my chest so that even when I tried rocking side to side I could not dislodge
her.

Amanda climbed off of me and walked to the middle of the room. She stripped
off her clothes and began a posing routine where she flexed her muscles. I
removed my clothes and lay back and enjoyed the show. She had my cock standing
at attention. "Don't you which you were built like this?" she said as she
flexed her bicep.

"Yeah, if I had tits like that I would never leave the house." I joked.

"You are in trouble now mister." She climbed onto the bed, up on her knees in
a wrestling pose. I got up on my knees and went at it. She very quickly had me
in a headlock with my face pressed against her breast, her bicep pressing
against my neck and me on my back. We wrestled for a while but it always ended
the same with me pinned to the bed with her boobs wrapped around my face. She
would periodically let me go and we would wrestle again.

Amanda rolled onto her back and said, "Try to fuck me." I got on top and
brought my cock close to her pussy. She clamped her legs around my waist and
squeezed until I could barely breathe. She reached up, grabbed the headboard
with her hands and had fun lifting me up and down with her legs. I struggled
and tried to fuck her but it was useless. She then rolled up over so that she
was on top.

"Now try to stop me from fucking you." I wrapped my legs around her waist and
tried to control her. She was too strong. She pulled my legs apart, pushed
them down on the bed and pinned each thigh with her calves. She pinned my
chest to the bed with one hand while she grabbed my cock with the others and
guided it into her pussy. She then began riding my cock up and down with me
pinned to the bed. Since my arms were free I could caress her arms and chest
while she rode me. She rode me harder and faster untill we both came.