Dinner went well. They discussed the old days from school, people they knew, their respective careers and life events in more detail. They actually found they shared a number of views of those times in common. For example, both had a high degree of contempt for the male athletes on the track team. Finally, they ended back at Jocelyn’s condo.
“Want to come up for a drink?” Jocelyn asked.
“You know I’d love to,” Steven answered with a grin.
Once inside, Jocelyn dropped the pretense it was for a drink. “Why don’t you strip, and let me have a look at you.”
“Uh, you mean right now? Completely?”
“Yes, unless you have other plans?”
“Um, no, okay.” Steven hesitated a few moments more while Jocelyn gazed at him. She had poured herself a drink but hadn’t followed up her offer from downstairs to Steven. She just waited for him to undress. It was clear to him that nothing more would happen at all until he complied. So he did.
Once he was down to his birthday suit, Jocelyn got up and looked him over. Under the circumstances, he couldn’t help but sport a raging erection which he could do little to hide. “Not bad, not bad at all, Steve.” Jocelyn meant that and was referring to the entire package. Steven was not muscular but wiry. Physically, though, he would be no match for her. No fat at all and his cock was at least average in size, if not a little better. It would do.
Joceyln got up and took Steven by the hand and led him to her bedroom. Once inside, she began kissing Steven, while still standing. After a few minutes, she added, “help me get out of this dress.” Fumbling from sheer excitment, it took Steven some time before he was finally able to remove all of Jocelyn’s clothes as she had told him.
She was as fantastic as he had always imagined. Tall, with legs that seemed to go on forever, her ass was substantial but very round and tight, her breasts the size of cantalopes, and her groin neatly trimmed. But what struck Steven more than anything at first was Jocelyn’s muscles. She was actually ripped. Her legs, arms, and chest sported clear muscle development, perhaps not as exaggerated as you would see in a muscle-building magazine, but Jocelyn had clear muscle definition all over.
Once she was completely naked, Jocelyn asked: “Do you like my muscles?”
Steven wasn’t honestly sure what his answer was at first. In his eye, Jocelyn was gorgeous and her muscles didn’t make her any less so. Yet, he thought, she has way more muscles than I do. She clearly can kick my ass, if she chose to. Still, the sight of this tall, pretty, muscled amazon in front of him made his mouth go dry. In the end, he had only one possible answer: “God, yes, you’re stunning.”
Jocelyn walked over to Steven. “I want you worship my muscles Steven.” She then gently but quite firmly pushed down on Steven’s shoulders until he got the message that he was to get down on his knees. Steven wasn’t quite sure what she meant and looked up at her with a slightly quizzical look on his face. Jocelyn towered over him in that position and exuded raw power in the buff, very much including raw sexual power. “Rub them, all over, with both hands, massage the muscles of my legs, feel them as I flex them.”
Steven began doing as he was told. Slowly he began using both of his hands to stroke and massage Jocelyn’s legs, first one then the other. She would periodically flex them as he did so, and Steven could feel how they would become almost like steel in his hands. After a time, Jocelyn squatted in front of him and offered her arms for him to worship, as she pumped and flexed them as well. As he worked on Jocelyn’s arms, Steven thought how he had nothing to compare with what this woman had.
Finally Jocelyn stood up and sat down on the bed. “Come up here, Steve.”
Now you’re talking, Steve thought.
“Wrestle me.”
“What?”
Jocelyn repeated: “I said, wrestle me. Show me what you can do.”
Steven hesitated before answering. “Uh, okay, but let’s face it: I don’t really know anything about wrestling and, well, you’re clearly stronger than I am.”
“Well, we don’t really know that until you try, do we?” Jocelyn smiled.
Steven said, “sure I’m game,” and grinned.
Thinking his only chance was going to be surprise, Steven immediately launched himself at Jocelyn pushing her back on the bed, climbing on top of her and pushed Jocelyn’s hands down, pinning them above her head. Jocelyn squealed in delight at the surprise but within seconds and without moving her hands, Jocelyn used her powerful legs to push up, raising both her buttocks and Steven off the bed. Once in the air, she swung one leg up and pushed Steven back so that he fell backward on the bed, releasing Jocelyn’s arms, and finding one of her muscled legs underneath his back and the other now coming down on top of his chest and clamping together in a body sissors.
“That wasn’t a bad move, Steven, but it isn’t that easy to keep me down.”
“Yeah, I see that,” he replied gasping for some air. As he struggled some more to try and escape the powerful lock of Jocelyn’s legs, he added, “don’t you think this proves I’m no match for you?”
“Oh, perhaps, but we can’t be too sure right away,” Jocelyn laughed. “Besides I’m having way too much fun! Try to fight back!”
Jocelyn then grabbed one of Steven’s arms and turned herself over and releasing his body just enough to pull his head into a sissors lock of her thighs. Steven was now having his neck squeezed while his faced was pressed against Jocelyn’s ass. He tried to pull her legs apart with her arms but found them impossible to budge.
What Jocelyn was doing hurt him some, but, he thought, it was a hell of a view.
After a few minutes of Steven’s grunting and begging for some mercy, Jocelyn finally loosened her legs to allow his head to move a little.
“Kiss my ass, Steven. Then lick it. Lick the muscles with your warm tongue.”
Steven did as he was told, and frankly could do little else.
After some time spent in this position, Jocelyn held Steven in place, turned her body around, flipping the position of her legs until she had one leg circling the back of Steven’s head and with her other thigh beside his head. His face was pressed up against her pussy and the more she pulled on her leg, the more his face would press against her sex.
“Pleasure me, Steven, until I tell you stop.”
Steven, clearly recognizing that he had lost all control of what would happen and when he did as he was told. Jocelyn held Steven’s head in place first with her legs, and then added her hands, sometimes directing his movements as he brought her to two successive orgasms. “Once more.” Jocelyn laid back on the bed, but continuing to hold his head tightly in placed with her long, muscled legs, as he lapped and sucked this Amazon goddess to a third event.
At no time during these acrobatics did Steven lose his erection, she noticed. And only once she was finished did Jocelyn turn Steven over and climb on top and proceed to to make love to him, on top, biting his nipples, and pinning his wrists to the bed as she did so. Finally, Jocelyn lowered herself onto Steven’s rock-hard cock and rode him until he exploded inside of her.