From: nogarder@ix.netcom.com(*** )
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: Muscles by Dragon Lady (FM, cons)
Date: 25 Feb 1996 17:31:55 GMT

			       Muscles
				  by
			     Dragon Lady

	I am thirty, a divorcee, and my pussy is lusting to be filled
with a man's hot, stiff rod. My husband left me because he said my
plump ass-cheeks were marbled. As I entered the health club I joined,
my eyes feasted on the man with muscles like a weight-lifting
champion.

	Visualizing his tumescent organ in my hot cunt or moist mouth.
I rubbed my thighs together. My sticky pussy lips rubbed my hard clit,
making me wet my black silk panties. In the locker room, I stripped
and pulled on the skin-tight blue leotard.

	I mounted an exercise bike and pumped my legs up and down,
making my hot-box hotter. Watching the weight-lifter's muscles harden
and twitch, I pressed my erect clit onto the bike seat. Pumping faster
and faster, I felt the man's eyes on my sweating body. I gave him my
come-hither smile, as I leaned forward, exposing the tops of my 40's.
My thoughts were on making the weight-lifter do all the things my
husband wouldn't do.

	He wouldn't butt-fuck me nor eat me. And he wouldn't let me
take his seven-incher into my mouth. Many times I kissed his hairy
chest and stomach, moving toward his love-pole. He always pulled my
head back.

	Now as I sweated, the weight-lifter sweated. I moved to an
exercise bike closer to him. I threw my right leg over the black
leather seat, my clit pressed hard against it, making me cum. He must
have heard me moan, because he approached. His musky sweat-odor made
my nipples strain against the blue leotard.

	"Ma'am, the bike groaned like it needs fixing."

	I smiled, dismounted, and made sure I fell against him. His
body was as hard as my tit nipples, and was as wet as my pussy. "I can
fix you and do things that you never imagined," I purred.

	He grabbed my hand and led me to another room, locking the
door behind us.

	With a quick jerk, he stripped my body. As he dropped his
sweat- soaked exercise suit, his nine inches of hardened love-muscle
beckoned me.

	Freezing in my tracks, I wondered if I could handle that much
meat in my pussy or other love spots. He laid me on a tilting exercise
board and pushed the start button. I was tilted upside-down, facing
his throbbing love stick. As he pushed it towards me I closed my eyes.

	My lips touched it and it was soft and tasted sweet. Opening
my eyes, I ran my tongue up and down his silky pole. My drool mixed
with his sweat making it slip smoothly in and put.

	"Do you like me?"

	"Oh yes, you're big." I closed my lips over the mushroom-
shaped purple cockhead.

	"Can I eat you?" he moaned

	"Oh yesssssss." His tongue flickered out like a snake's as he
licked my wet slit. When his pointed tongue flickered over my clit, I
felt the beginning of an orgasm. "Ohhhhh yes mooooore."

	He leveled the board and I jumped up. I pushed him down and
straddled his face. Taking his silky pole into my mouth, I sucked and
nibbled my head bobbed up and down.Again and again, I sprayed his
tongue with my pussy's love-juices. His meaty pole got burning hot and
I knew it was time to fuck.

	"Ram your meat into me," I cried, as we changed
places. Spreading my thighs wide, I steered his hot rod into my pussy.
Faster and faster his cock plunged in and out. It was burning hot, and
I closed my pussy muscles around it. I was rewarded by him filling my
hot pussy with his hot cum.

	We took a shower together and did our exercise routine all
over again.

	It took longer the second time, but it was better. He has
moved in with me so we can exercise at home. And he thinks my ass-
cheeks are dimpled, not marbled.

~Sweet Wet Dreams~
~Dragon Lady~