A Walk In The Park
by Weakling Male

  It was a beautiful Sunday afternoon and I decided to go for a
leisurely stroll to the nearby park.  I packed a sandwich, chips, and a
drink.  I wore gym shorts, a tee shirt, and tennis shoes.  I put my
sunglasses on and went out the door.  
  As I got close to the park, I noticed that many people were out
jogging and exercising, most of them being women, keeping their figures
and body in great shape.  I thought this would be a perfect time for
girl watching.  Everything in the park was well kept, flowers and trees
blossoming and blooming everywhere.  What a nice day, I walked slowly on
the pathways, looking at all of nature's beauty.  Squirrels were chasing
each other around playfully, and birds were chirping and singing.  As I
walked along, joggers would pass by me.  Definitely, most of them were
women, and good looking ones, I might add.  I got many good looks at
their flexing thighs and jutting calf muscles.  I walked for quite a
ways, and I noticed that some of the faster running women would pass me
once again.  Each of these women were strong looking and pretty, just
the kind of woman I love.   
  Soon I decided to turn off the main path, as I spotted a side path
that led behind a tall and thickly bushed area with full grown evergreen
trees.  I thought that would be a nice private spot to have my lunch.
As I arrived into the area, I saw a park bench.  Perfect, I thought, as
I sat down and took out my sandwich and chips.  The bench was positioned
so I could watch people jog by, around 50 to 60 feet away.  Nice view of
the ladies, that's for sure.
  As I ate and watched for about 15 to 20 minutes, some of the women
joggers made another lap or two by my area.  These are the ones that are
in top shape, that's for sure.  I also noticed one tall,well built, and
tanned woman jog by at least 2 more times than the others.  She was
wearing an all white outfit of white running shoes, gym shorts with the
side slits, and a sleeveless top.  Her muscles really bulged large and
flexed as she ran high on her toes with great exuberance and strength.
My dick actually became excited just from watching her go by each time.
I grabbed myself by the dick as I sat there.  I took a sip from my drink
to cool off my thoughts.  I needed a pretty big gulp to quench my thirst
and held the can up for a few seconds as I rubbed my dick with my other
hand.  Then all at once, there She was, standing right in front of me,
with her hands on her hips, breathing in and out powerfully with her
chest, and looks at me with a scowl, glancing down at my hand.  She
asks, Hi, what are you doing?  I've been running miles today. Could I
have a drink of yours?  She grabs the can out of my hand and chugs it
down and smashes the can flat with one powerful squeeze.  I see her arm
muscles of raw power just pulverize the can.  Then she says cheerfully,
Do you recycle, mister?  You better, and she hands me the flat can.  I
am just stunned by her beauty, strength, and forwardness.
  She says, Do you mind if I sit here and join you?  And she sits down,
as I say, Sure.  She touches her left thigh and the left side of her
bulging left calf against my leg.  It feel really good, strong, and
sensual against me.  My legs look puny next to hers.  Her thighs are
several inches wider than mine and are at least 2 inches above mine.  My
penis is immediately hard and erect within my shorts again.
  Then she asks me some questions.  Do you like strong Amazon Women?
Um, yes.  I guess so.  Good, I thought so.  I saw you grabbing yourself
when I first came up to you, as you were taking a drink.  Then I get
embarrassed and I feel red in the face!  Next question, she says, Do you
like women that are stronger than you?  Yes.  Do you like to feel big,
strong, sexy, and hard female muscles?  Uh huh.  Well Good, I'm the
woman that's all of that.  She's talking me into muscle lust.
  Now feel the hardness of my 26" thighs, she says, and she places my
hand on her big thighs.  Then she grabs me by my skinny thigh with a
strong hand grip and says, There's a big difference here, mister.  Your
legs are pretty puny compared to mine.  Then she flexes her leg into
rock hard granite slabs of muscle, and I murmur in delight and awe.  You
like that, don't you, mister?  Uh huh, I answered affirmatively and
sheepishly.
  Why don't you go on and feel my biceps now.  She flexes them one at a
time and pulls my hands up to them to feel.  She pumps them up and down,
one then the other, back and forth for several minutes.  My head turns
back and forth to see each one as she does it.  I am enamoured by her.
She says, These babies are over 17-1/2".  Do you like them?  I can
barely think straight.  My jaw drops open in uncontrollable emotion.  My
cock does the answering for me by pulsating with each time she flexes.
She says, Can't think straight, huh darling?  Do I have you by the
tongue, or by something else too?  I can see that your other head is
answering for you.   Now that you're dizzy in muscle lust over me, I
have a proposition for you.  You're going to LOVE it.  I Know I will!