A Great Summer
By Wanderer
College man learns respect


This is adult material. Please do not read if you are under age 21, or laws in
your country forbid you to do so.

I had just come back from spending a month in Europe during my summer
vacation. My family had promised to reward me with the trip if I finished my
senior year in college with passing grades before starting for my Masters
degree and I just managed to do so. I was eager to share my new experiences
with my college roomie, so first thing Monday morning I grabbed my bathing
suit and rushed off to his home a mile away without even calling. I punched
his doorbell, waiting for John’s smiling face to open the door. Instead it was
Sue, his 18 year old sister, who came to the door.

"Oh, hi Suzy," I said, "John home?"

"No," she replied, "didn’t you know? Mom and dad and John are off for a week
to Hawaii."

"Oh," I replied, disappointed. "I guess he told me but I forgot. Shucks, I had
hoped to go for a swim and see my old college roomie."

"Well, you can still go swimming, I was about to go out back myself."

"Are you sure? Are you home all alone, do your parents trust you to be alone?"

"Oh, sure," she laughed, "I can take care of myself, after all I’m 18 years
old now, I’m going to be a freshman-or is that a freshwoman?-in your college,"
she giggled. "And I’m going to Hawaii later this month with a couple girl
friends."

I had seen John’s sister around a lot when I went over to his house after we
met when we both started State at the same time. We were assigned to the same
room in the dorm and found out we lived only a mile apart. We became great
friends. We were both engineering students, we double dated, and we became
almost inseparable buddies so that I spent a lot of my vacation time over at
his house, especially since he had a swimming pool. Suzy was a gorgeous
All-American type blonde, even at 14, but there was a four year difference
between us, and besides I didn’t want to get into a sticky situation with my
best buddy’s sister. John and I had our pool parties and Suzy and her crowd
had theirs, and we didn’t mix, but I couldn’t see any harm in having a swim,
and anyway it was shaping up to be a very hot day, so I followed Sue through
the living room and kitchen and out the back door to the pool.

Following Sue’s back I marveled at how she had changed. From a gangly 14 year
old she had grown into a poised 18 year old with beautiful face and long
blonde hair and I could see that in the six months since Christmas vacation
when I had seen her last her body had filled out considerably. John had told
me that the family had bought her a set of weights and that she had taken to
them like a duck to water. In fact he worried that he would have to start
exercising also or he wouldn’t be able to push her around anymore, so we both
started going down to the gym and working out when we had time. I was on the
college swim team and the gym workouts helped. My muscles got larger and
harder, and I was quite proud of my physique now.

But when Sue started to remove her robe I was caught by surprise. First the
robe came off her shoulders and I was stunned at the broadness of her back
that the robe had covered up, and then the rippling of her back muscles and
trapezius as she worked the robe off astounded me. The robe came off her arms
and revealed very full looking arms with blood vessels running the length of
her biceps and crisscrossed with little branches off the big vessel and
disappearing someplace beneath the surface to feed what looked like some very
potent bundles of muscle fiber. Down came the robe to drop on the grass to
show a washboard hard midriff and powerful looking hips supported by the most
shapely but also the most dangerous looking thighs I had ever seen on a woman.
They were so full, without a hint of cellulite, you just knew it was muscle
filling them out and not fat. I was astonished at the sight of her, and I just
stood there with my mouth open, looking Sue up and down.

She giggled, "You like?"

The remark woke me out of my stupor. "Holy shit, Sue, what have you done to
yourself? How old are you now, 18? Chris’ sake, you look almost my size, six
feet, and you look almost my weight, 165, but I’m 22 years old. What have you
been eating? Are you popping a growth hormone?"

"Nope," she replied, blushing, "just working out and getting to be a woman,"
and she did a side arm bicep flex and threw her chest out so I could admire
her progress. Well, her string bikini didn’t do much to hide anything and
along with her potent looking biceps and thighs, not to mention the big balls
that were her calves, she also had developed a very potent looking chest. I
was amazed that my college roomie’s sister would put on this kind of show for
me, but then I figured she had the innocence of youth and I was sure she
trusted me, my being her brother’s roommate and all, and anyway she hadn’t
expected anybody over for a swim so she just wore the skimpiest bathing suit
she could find. Nevertheless, I was embarrassed to feel a certain surge of
passion arising between my legs and I figured the best thing was to get into
the water as quick as I could so Suzy wouldn’t see what was happening to her
brother’s roomie.

"Race you across the pool!" I blurted out, and dove into the water as quick as
I could. When I came up, holding onto the pool ledge, I could see that Sue was
limbering up, rotating her arms in big circles, and shaking her arms and legs
to get the muscles loose. I couldn’t help but stare. She had a swimmer’s
shoulders, like mine, maybe even broader than mine, but her arms and legs were
so damn full I swear I thought she would sink to the bottom of the pool under
all that muscle mass. Now she was doing toe raises at the edge of the pool by
my head, and I couldn’t help but reach out and feel, hoping she wouldn’t be
offended by my touching her. But she seemed rather pleased as she kept doing
the raises as long as I kept up the touch. I pinched and probed and put one
hand around a calf which hardly did anything to cover it, and then I reached
up and put both hands around the calf so that I was supporting myself in the
water with that hold, not touching bottom, to see if that would encircle it,
but no such luck. Suzy just kept doing toe raises with me holding on, so that
I was going up and down in the water, too embarrassed by what I was doing to
let go. God, that calf was big and hard! Touching her warm firm flesh like
this, I felt the area between my legs begin to respond even more. I didn’t
like it-suppose I couldn’t control myself-it would be embarrassing. She would
tell her brother John that his roomie Tom had come over for a swim and gotten
a big hardon. I wasn’t sure how John would take that, and he was my friend and
my roommate, and I didn’t want to lose that. But Suzy was still doing toe
raises while I was lost in my thoughts, seemingly pleased that I was admiring
those calves of hers.

I snapped out of it. "Gosh, Suzy," I said, "you’ve got great calves there,
hard as rocks, and big, I mean BIG! What you been doing?"

"Oh, I guess it’s genetics," she replied, "they just seem to grow. That, and a
few hundred toe raises with 300 pounds on my back every day," she giggled in
her girlish way. I out-Indian wrestled John before he left for Hawaii, he just
slunk off to his room, muttering under his breath about weightlifting should
only be a man’s sport. I bet I could out-Indian wrestle you, want to try?" she
challenged.

"No, no," I said hastily. I could see myself on my back, my penis sticking
straight up under my swim suit as I went leg to leg with this luscious 18 year
old. "Swimming is my game," I bragged, "you know I made the 400 meter State
team, and I won the statewide championship and almost the nationals. I’ll race
you and give you a head start, 400 meters in your pool!"

"Naw," she said, and jumped in beside me, "the poor liddle iddy biddy girl
baby needs a big head start from the big macho man. Don’t patronize me, let’s
start even."

"OK, have it your way, I’ll just whip your ass all the more," I said. Having
her in the pool that close to me made me uncomfortable, what with the water
lapping at her chest, the water even magnifying the already fullness of her
breasts so that I felt beads of perspiration forming on my brow. I had trouble
keeping my eyes off her chest and I edged away a little. I was anxious to get
going as I was having difficulty controlling the direction of my gaze, and I
think she noticed.

"I’ll give the go," I said, and I barked out "1-2-3-GO!" and we were off!

I started off at a slow pace because I didn’t want to beat her too bad, but as
I took a breath to the right side I could see she was keeping up with me. Not
a bad swimmer, I thought. Good looking and athletic, too bad she was my
roommate’s sister, I could go for her big time. But I wanted to beat her by
enough so that no cocky 18 year old girl was going to say she was close to a
state champion swimmer, besides which for me it was a matter of male pride,
and I wanted her to be in awe of me a little bit. No, I wanted her to be in
awe of me a lot, so I picked up the pace.

Hell, the next breath to the right side she was ahead of me! This was serious
business. I was a trained swimmer and a champion to boot, and I wasn’t going
to let no 18 year old twerp beat me! It was all out war!

What the hell was going on? Next breath she was a body length ahead of me!
Furiously I beat up on the water and approaching the wall for the second turn
she was already passing me on the way back! Her powerful stroke was churning
the water, making it boil. I felt helpless to catch her, despite the fact I
think I swam my fastest 400 ever. I think she could have qualified for the
Olympics that day!

When I finished the last lap and touched the wall she was waiting there,
giggling, all relaxed, not even breathing hard. "What happened, slowpoke?" she
asked.

How could I tell her I’d given it my best and this teenaged non-trained
non-swimmer had beaten me?" I think I pulled a shoulder muscle," I gasped,
lying abysmally.

"Well, you certainly must be out of shape, you can hardly breathe. I think I
have to give you mouth-to-mouth resuscitation," she said, and the next thing
that happened absolutely stunned me!

I was half leaning over at the five foot level, gasping hard to get my breath,
when Suzy put her strong arms around me and easily lifted me up to face level
and started kissing me! I was so out of breath and so exhausted from the swim
I couldn’t do much, and her mouth on my mouth didn’t help my breathing any!
Also, with her holding me off the pool floor like that I couldn’t get my feet
down to get away from her. I hung there helplessly in her tight grasp, trying
to get air into my lungs! She was playing with me. She blew some air into my
mouth, then she would fasten her lips on mine, then she would pull air back
into her lungs and out of my mouth. I was having trouble getting my pulse back
to normal, and I could feel her high firm breasts pressing into my chest, and
despite my exhaustion I could feel my manhood starting to come up between my
legs again, and we were pressed together so tightly by Suzy’s hold that I knew
she could feel it too, and I was really embarrassed. I wanted to get as far
away from her as I could but damn if I could get enough leverage on her
shoulders to break her hold. I pushed on her shoulders-solid, hard, I could
feel the firm muscles under the skin. I pushed on her biceps, Christ they were
big, and solid! I thought mine were big, but all of a sudden I felt puny and
helpless. She was only 18 years old, four years younger than me, and only a
girl, but I couldn’t break her hold on me, I couldn’t get away from her!

"Chris’ sakes, Suzy," I finally managed to blurt out, "let me go so I can
breathe! You know if the water weren’t so buoyant you couldn’t hold my weight
up like this!"

"Oh, is that so?" She sounded offended. All of a sudden I felt one hand
release its grip and go to the back of my knees and she was cradling me there
in both her arms in the pool, my arms thrown around her shoulders in a natural
gesture to keep myself from falling. God, what a solid back. And those
deltoids! No wonder she was such a swimmer!

"Yes!" I said, mad now. "Let me go this instant, I don’t want to have to beat
you up, after all you are John’s sister, and you couldn’t do this if we
weren’t in the water!" I was good and mad, I had gotten beat by this creepy
teenager in my swim event! Me! A State champion beaten by a nobody, and an 18
year old female nobody at that! I was pissed, I was embarrassed, I had a
hardon that I didn’t want to have for this twerp, I was exhausted, and hell,
she was holding me like I was some baby in the water!

"Heck, I can hold you in the water, out of the water, upside down, right side
up, backwards, forwards-I’m stronger than you, you self-righteous smug
bastard, and as for you beating me up you’re lucky if I don’t give you a
couple of black eyes and break a couple of your arms, and then let’s see what
kind of school swimming records you set with two plaster casts on your arms,
you jerk!"

"Well, I was seeing red. Roommate’s sister or not, I swung a roundhouse right
at her head but she was holding me up so tight against her that my fist went
whistling by behind her head. Next thing I knew Suzy was moving through the
water to the steps of the pool and then up the steps and out of the pool,
still carrying me, evidently she had no need at all of the water to help float
my body, she seemed to be carrying me with as much ease out of the pool as in
it. In the meantime I was struggling to get out of her grasp but I couldn’t
budge her an inch, and now I was seriously worried. God, she was strong! How
could she handle me so easily, I’m no lightweight out of the water at 165
pounds, but hell, she was as tall as me, she might even outweigh me at 170 or
180, she had such big thighs and such big biceps I was seriously worried as to
how this was going to end. It’s silly to say, but I was beginning to worry for
my safety if she was really mad at me!

Suzy sat down on one of those long chaise lounge type pool chairs, and I wound
up sitting on her lap, still struggling to get out of her grasp. All of a
sudden she clamped her mouth on mine, and her tongue began to explore my
insides..I was shocked! This couldn’t be happening! This teenager was holding
me..ME!..helpless on her lap, and now I felt she was using me! Her tongue was
like magic..how does an 18 year old learn these things? And dammit, now her
hand was exploring my chest..shit, she was working my nipples..I’m supposed to
do that..hell, my penis was threatening to blast through my swimming trunks,
and she knew it! Suddenly a hand thrust inside my trunks and pulled out my
penis. Freed like this it just kept growing and growing. Desperately I pushed
against the hand manipulating my tool, but I was as effective as a fly on an
elephant-Hell, the power and size of that bicep I was feeling scared the hell
out of me-but I was too far gone, I had lost all control of my emotions, Suzy
was manipulating them, and I was hanging on to her broad shoulders for dear
life while she expertly brought me to a raging climax, my juices shooting up
into the air like some spouting fountain.. I was exhausted, my chest was
heaving, my breath was coming in short gasps, I could only put my head on
Suzy’s broad shoulder and surrender while she held me tight as I came down off
my high.

"Oh, goody," I heard Suzy say, "you must like me, I’ve never had a guy get
such a big erection for me! Do you like me, Tommy? I’ve had a crush on you
ever since I was 14 when John brought you over for dinner during Christmas
vacation, but I was afraid to say anything, you were 18 and in college and I
wasn’t even in high school yet, but I heard you and John talking about all the
well-built girls at your college, and I knew I had to do something except eat
to get well built, so I started working out. Mother Nature was really good to
me, I’ve got a great body, don’t you think?" and Suzy inflated her chest very
seductively, so that despite myself I felt my penis surging again.

"Here, feel," said Suzy, and she grabbed my hand and pressed it against her
chest. Man, that was something. She had well developed pectorals so that her
breasts were firm and soft at the same time, and despite my resolve to avoid
my roommate’s sister like the plague I found myself doing her bidding, her
nipples hardening and her breath coming more rapidly.

"OK, my turn," I heard Suzy say. Her turn for what, I wondered, but it didn’t
take me long to find out. With very little effort Suzy moved me off her lap
and, still holding on to me, she moved to her back on the lounge chair and I
found myself caught between those massive thighs, her feet resting on the
chair with her knees up. Suzy untied the side knot on her string bikini and it
fell away, revealing her femaleness to me. She had such a perfect body she
evidently had no compunction about showing it all. God, I had never done this,
and I sure as hell didn’t want to start with my roommate’s 18 year old sister!
But Suzy, noticing my hesitance, grabbed a handful of my hair and pushed my
face into her-she wasn’t going to be denied now.

I struggled futilely against her powerful limbs, my face buried down deep. I
tried with my hands to pry her thighs apart, but I only succeeded in finding
out with my probing fingers that Suzy had awesomely large and powerful muscles
in her thighs. Cords of thick muscle moved through the massive 32" thighs as
Suzy moved and shifted, putting pressure on my body and then relaxing, moving
her hips up and down as her emotional moods changed and increased. Suzy came
in a gigantic rush, and the intensity for her was such that she momentarily
forgot herself and I was afraid that she was going to crack my skull like a
nutcracker does to a nut. I was relieved when I heard Sue sigh and felt the
enormously strong thighs relax from around my head.

Her juices flowed freely down her legs, and there was plenty because she was a
young healthy female. "Oh, darn," she said, "I forgot to bring out a pool
towel. Tom, clean me up!" she commanded.

"What!" I yelled, "not on your life! I’ve never even done that before, and I
sure as hell am not going to start with you!"

"Oh yes you are, dear Tommy," Suzy said sweetly, "or I think I may just put
your lights out for you!"

"What the hell are you talking about...mmmfff!" I finished as I felt Suzy’s
thighs go around my head and start tightening up! God, I could hardly breathe,
and the pressure was unbearable! I didn’t think my skull could stand a lot
more as Sue applied more pressure. Damn, out came my tongue to do my
tormentress’ bidding, and quickly, too, before I passed out. Suzy relaxed her
grasp as Tom worked his way down each muscular thigh, marveling at how easily
her muscular body could dominate a macho male four years her senior. She
played with him by flexing her quadriceps as he worked his way along. His
tongue could feel the crevices between the muscle bundles, and then the
swelling as Suzy rolled the muscles back and forth, getting a big kick out of
Tom’s discomfiture. But she was surprised when Tom kept working his way down
to her knees and then down to her calves, licking as he went, pretending there
was fluid there when she knew there wasn’t any. Evidently Tom was fascinated
by her calves, and she was pleased because she worked very hard on them. She
flexed them hard and wiggled her feet at the ankles, as if she were doing toe
raises, so that the huge 21 inch calves would swell up, meanwhile saying to
Tom, "Now, Tom, be sure you get every drop down there!" Tom must have spent
half an hour down there licking and poking and probing with his tongue and
hands, and secretly Sue was pleased, feeling the power that she, still a
teenager, was exerting over this macho male college graduate so much older
than she was who was evidently so afraid of her. She was thrilled. Although
the kids in her high school had learned early on that she wasn’t to be trifled
with this was the first time she had ever taken on an older man. Evidently it
would only take a word, a flex, a threatening move to make Tom cower, to exert
full control over him wherever and whenever she wanted.

All of a sudden Suzy’s thighs tightened around Tom’s waist and he felt himself
lifted bodily into the air, and there he was, gazing down into Sue’s beautiful
blue eyes, suspended helplessly between her upraised thighs. How in the hell
could she hold his 165 pounds like this? She had the weight of her lower body
up in the air and his also, he didn’t think anybody could do that.

"Do you like me, Tom?" I heard her ask as we gazed into each others eyes. "Say
yes, I’ve never given anybody the liberties with my body that I’ve given you
today. I’ve had a crush on you since I was fourteen years old, and I want you
to like me. Do you like me?" And as if to determine my response I felt her
massive thighs tighten so hard around my midriff I thought they were going to
meet, and she started shaking me in her thighs as if I were some rag doll so
that I felt my teeth rattling. I was afraid of the consequences if I said no,
as I hung there helplessly, the easy object of her physical conquest.

"Of course," I blurted out, "but what are we going to tell your brother?"

"John?" she giggled. "Oh, don’t be silly, I’ll just beat him up if he starts
to cause any trouble. I’ve been looking for an excuse anyway. Look, don’t you
realize how strong I am yet? I can put him away with one hand while I’m
throwing you over my shoulder with the other," she giggled. "Here, look at
this bicep!" I knew her biceps were like steel under her skin, and big, but as
I hung there suspended in mid-air between Suzy’s thighs, Sue, laying flat on
her back, flexed for me. Well, they were so big and so hard and so menacing
looking that if I had had anything left I thought I would have peed in my
pants.

"C’mon, feel them," Suzy urged, and the two of them were an incongruous sight
as Tom, suspended between Sue’s thighs, the big cables of her quadriceps
showing through the softness of her skin, reached out with both hands to feel
the size and hardness of Sue’s massive 23 inch biceps. Desire and fear came
together all at once for Tom. Hope and hopelessness made him begin to tremble
uncontrollably. She could see the tears welling up in his eyes as the
hopelessness of his situation enveloped him as he explored the size of Suzy’s
swelling biceps. Would she kill him? Would she keep him as a slave? Would she
make him her lover? Overwhelming fear scrambled the circuits of Tom’s brain
and he fainted dead away.

Sue released him from the prison of her thighs. She realized he was hers.
Either because of the emotional control this young vixen had established over
Tom, or the physical dominance she had so amply illustrated to him today, she
knew that the combination of desire and fear had made him her plaything for as
long as she wanted him. God, she felt powerful! And in control! Today was the
culmination of four years of her dreams! She had captured by force the guy she
had wanted for herself since she was fourteen years old, and it had been oh so
easy! She was so pleased with herself she kept flexing her biceps back and
forth, feeling them herself, marveling at the size and hardness she had
achieved, meanwhile watching the play of the huge muscles in her thighs as she
rolled Tom back and forth between her legs, trying to revive him.

Finally Tom awoke from his stupor, only to spend the rest of the day on Suzy’s
chest, doing her bidding with his hands and his tongue, as the spirit moved
her, and she fully explored her potent sexuality today, more than she had ever
done before, and she explored Tom’s body to the degree that it suited her,
much to his delight, and wow!--was it ever a great summer!