I rolled into her driveway with everything I owned in the back of my Ford. The house was quiet so I let myself in with the key Rosaline had sent me. Placing my overnight bag on the hall carpet, I wandered into the cool interior of the large apartment. The place was comfortably shadowed and smelled of old spices. Aunt Rosaline had been my mom's older sister and was 35 years older than I. Growing up I had always been particularly fond of her and her sweet, generous disposition. Rosaline was a huge woman given to old-styled dresses and home-made cookies. Her apartment was just as I had remembered - an older decor' recalling past decades, both a bit musty and a bit sweet-smelling. Growing up I had at first been fascinated at her obvious great strength and later on, guiltily sexually excited by it. She moved heavy furniture and other items with obvious ease and I had never seen her tired. Her late husband, Peter, had been a nice guy, and when my parents and I had visited in earlier years, both Rosaline and her husband were always welcoming. Having seen her feats of strength in the past I had wondered what she might look like under her concealing clothes and had spent not a few guilty nights masturbating while fantasizing about what her body might be like. Since I had turned 13 I'd always been especially excited by women I imagined were both muscular and gentle.

Leaving my bag in the hallway, I made my way through the apartment towards the family room. As I turned the corner around the small kitchen I suddenly found myself facing my aunt, who was coming into the room from the other direction. I was stunned. She was wearing a tight, sleeveless blouse and tight shorts. Her body was hypnotic with muscle and rippled and bulged as she walked on high-heels. She was holding a drink in either hand and gave me a dazzling smile. I instantly got a painful erection. At nearly six and a half feet tall in heels, she was almost a foot taller than I and seemed to move like a force of nature. Her huge, erect nipples were at my eye level. Her 48E breasts stood straight out like huge watermelons growing out of her chest.

"You'll catch flies like that," she said, smiling at my open mouth. "Here." She placed a martini in my hand. "Let's sit."

As we sat on the sofa facing the patio door her gigantic huge breasts, clearly seen through the white cotton of the bulging blouse, stood straight up inside her top with no hint that they recognized gravity. (How I had fantasized about those breasts when I was a teenager!) Her shoulders were huge and looked like skin-colored melons. Her arms were also amazing. My bulging eyes moved down her body to her stomach, which was flat and striated and covered lightly with salt and pepper hair and defined to show a six-pack. Her legs! Her thighs were gigantic and perfectly defined, easily 33 inches around, each, and her long heavily muscled legs were also covered with just the right amount of dark hair.

I sagged in my seat, my legs suddenly weak. I was shell-shocked. I had fantasized about my aunt and knew I was going to spend the summer with her, but I couldn't believe that she was revealed as my most exciting sex fantasy, the sexy, older muscle aunt to screw me silly. If only I were brave enough to ask!

We sat for a moment, she next to me and then she placed her arm across my shoulders, looked me deep in the eyes, and crossed her legs, creating a muscle show that nearly gave me a heart attack. I started to sweat with sex flushing.

"Kevin! I'm so happy to see you!" she purred. She put-down her glass, took mine from my hand, and placed both on the coffee table. She then gathered me in both arms and I felt myself being lifted completely off the sofa and onto her lap. "Let's get down to what we both want, ok, darling?" She seductively started kissing me, her breath hot, her tongue alive in my mouth. I felt her immense strength and it excited me even more.

She held me effortlessly for a long moment as we kissed, then she broke away a little, looked deep into my eyes, and with a twinkle said, "Are you ready for me to fuck your brains out yet? You're not the only one with a fantasy, you know, and men my age have trouble making love. Not your problem, I see," she said with a smile at my straining pants front.

I was nearly speechless. Finally, "What if I can't ... can't satisfy you," I stuttered. "You ... your muscles ... you're so much woman!"

"Not a problem, I'd say," she said playfully, releasing me with one arm and rubbing the huge erection showing through my summer shorts. "Don't you want me?" she asked as she slowly rubber her crossed thighs together, creating eye-popping bulges of rippling muscle. With a small *pop* one short seam split open, powerless before her muscles.

"Oh, yes!" I was shaking with desire and uncertainty.

"I'm so glad." Moving smoothly and easily, she climbed from the recliner and grabbed me in a huge, gentle, hug and lifted me off the ground as if I were a baby. All I could do when suddenly surrounded by this sweet mound of bulging muscle was put my arms up and around her neck and squeeze back. I felt her nipples pressed into my face as I casually moved my hands down from her neck and ran them slowly over her massive, biceps. They were solid stone! My penis got even harder amid a wave of guilt. If she noticed, she didn't say anything as she lowered me to the floor but kept holding me. Her body was so hard! Even her sides were plated with muscle.

She slowly started flexing. I couldn't believe what happened next. She put her hands behind her head and flexed and her blouse disintegrated, her gigantic muscles and breasts simply destroying the fabric. Then she started tensing her abdomen and legs and her shorts, in short, violent bursts, also fell to shreds. She stepped slowly from the shreds of destroyed clothing and smiling, came for me on the couch, a vision of incredible muscle, femininity, and beauty. She had abundant pussy and armpit hair, which simply excited me more.

I couldn't take any more. With a deep groan I shuddered and came in my shorts, the power of the ejaculation actually pushing some cum through the fabric. I was immediately humiliated and fearful.

"I'm sorry, Aunt Rosaline! You are so sexy!"

"Don't worry," she said, seating her glorious body next to mine. "I'm sure you'll be back soon. I was worried that you wouldn't like an old lady like me. Your mother has told me how well-endowed you are."

"Not like you?!" I blurted. Are you crazy? You're the sexiest, most beautiful woman I've ever seen.

"Oh, Kevin. Here." She undressed me as I sat shell-shocked. Then she pushed me back against the sofa back and got on her knees before me. Even on her knees she was huge. She took me in her mouth and started to give me head. Unbelievable! In moments I was hard as a rock again. "See?" she said. Now get ready for me to fuck you in half!"

She lowered herself quickly onto my penis, her vagina already wet, and braced herself with her hands on the couch back, taking much of her weight off me and all of the control. I was so excited I started to cum again. She looked at me and I felt her vagina muscles slowly clamp down, stopping my cumming. She then started slowly thrusting me into and out of her. The sight was amazing. Her arm muscles bunched and rippled as she controlled the entire event. I was hypnotized by the display of her abdominal eight-pack as it moved with us, feeling like an armor plate against my own soft belly. How I wanted to kiss and lick those muscles! The back of the couch *popped!* and began to disintegrate in her inhuman grip. She didn't seem to notice.

With her in control I lasted almost five minutes this time before the world went white, I heard a huge roaring fill my ears, and I came so hard and with such heat I thought I must have had an internal injury. Rosaline rocked her head back, eyes closed, and screamed with me. As she lost control her iron thighs closed on me with machine-like force, the pain rolling along with the orgasmic rush. I couldn't control myself. Gripping her gigantic biceps as hard as I could and pressing my face between her huge, solid breasts, I started coming harder than I ever had before, uttering an uncontrollable roar of pure lust. My vision went red. Her iron, cut abs thumped against my own soft belly. My aunt rode me expertly, her rhythm easily controlling me as I spurted inside her with an almost frightening force, a cork in a gale. I felt a roaring in my ears and I convulsed repeatedly for what seemed like an hour but was really only a minute, my body enveloped by the unbelievable body of my goddess aunt.

She opened her eyes a bit after I did, then lowered her arms, embraced me again, and slowly gave me the sexiest kiss I had ever received. Her arms, now truly gigantic because of our activity, held my entire weight gently as she rocked me and crooned a tune in my ear. Her sexy, hairy armpits had expanded to the size of canned hams.

"Oh, Rosaline!" I've wanted that for so long and your body is so incredible! I'm sorry I came so fast!"

"Kevin, you cutie!" she said in a husky voice, eyes half lidded with lust. "Let me clean you off." She stood and then she slowly and gently lifted me up, cradled me like a baby, and began to give me the best blow job of my life while she hummed a tune. My spent penis immediately became erect again and she held me in her impossible arms like a baby as she expertly sucked me, taking both my entire penis and my balls into her warm mouth, her hot tongue working, as she brought me several times to orgasm again over a period of 15 minutes, happily drinking every drop of my come. "Mmmm! Young men! What a waste on young girls!" she murmured, "Now, any little girls in your school that could do this?" Now waiting for an answer she continued to hold me like that after I was completely limp and don't think I could have moved if the apartment had been on fire.

"Like that? It's your turn next." I slowly dropped before her, running my face and tongue down her steel abs (a special turn-on for me), until I was on my knees before her. I gripped her steel ass in both hands and plunged my head between her impossible thighs of granite. She put her hands behind her head and flexed, smiling seductively down at me as her pussy engulfed my face. Heaven! I spent the next ten minutes tonguing her clitoris and sucking her pussy hair as she moaned and shook. Finally her thighs tightened until I couldn't move or breathe. I tried to pull out but it was impossible. I pounded on her stone thighs but she didn't feel it. As red noise filled my ears and I passed out I heard her roaring with orgasm ...

I came to flat on my back in bed. I felt like a truck had driven over me. I also had had a better fuck than ever I had ever imagined. Rosaline was sitting on the edge of the king size mattress, the entire king-sized bed sagging under her weight. She looked concerned and was softly kissing my face. "Kevin. Are you all right?"

'All right?' Through the pain I was totally in love and would have done anything she asked. Anything.

I reached out to touch one enormous arm, the bicep and triceps still swollen to inhuman size and hardness. "Rosaline, I've always loved you. I've always wanted you. Can I stay with you?"

"STAY with me? Kevin, my darling, there is no way I'd let you leave!" Her eyes went seductive again as her nipples re-hardened to their two inch length and a vein on top of her left breast began to pulse softly. She gently picked me up once again like a baby and, holding me in those massive arms, rocked me while crooning a tune in my ear. "Let me make love to you all the time. My body is yours. My muscles are yours." Her breath was hot. She flexed one arm and I felt my heart lurch again. She gave me another incredible, lingering French kiss, her tongue making love to mine. She pulled me away just enough to look me in the eyes. "Please let me make all your muscle fantasies come true. You are making my dreams of young love real again." She flexed her left arm again and it exploded into a 24-inch peaked, split mountain of vascular power inches from my eyes.

She began kissing me again, roughly and with passion. My face still burning and my head feeling like it had just been put in a wine press, I started to get nervous. How could I possibly continue to perform with this otherworldly muscle goddess, who could lift the back of my car with one arm? But she laid me gently upon her bed and then lay down on her side beside me, a secret smile on her lips. I couldn't take my eyes off her; her rippling muscles and size were hypnotic. Every time she breathed her incredible abs rippled like cobblestones in an earthquake.

"Kevin," she breathed again. "My darling." Pressed against her like this my penis again stirred. I couldn't believe it. Four orgasms in fifteen minutes and I was ready for more?

"Rosaline. Let me worship your body. Please." She smiled and then rolled on her back, her hands behind her head. "Flex for me, aunt. Show me how big your muscles are!" I said, starting to pant again with excitement. She complied, smiling again. With one hand she took hold of the iron, stone-topped end table next to the bed and easily raised it over her head, then began pumping it up and down while she kept her other hand behind her head and slowly and seductively flexed her body for me. I couldn't believe it. The table had to weigh nearly 200 pounds. I could just lift one end with both hands and she was pressing it with one arm as if it weighed nothing, the bed sagging and creaking under the extra weight. "Kevin, make love to me, please," she pleaded, her eyes full of love, the table rising and falling in rhythm, her muscles bulging and rippling impossibly.

I crawled on top of her and just lay there a minute, feeling her move like a force of nature. Then I buried my face in her armpit and began licking and kissing her hairy power, my penis again surging. My entire head fit into her armpit and the taste and smell was driving me crazy. I knew she could crush a pumpkin to jam under her arm without trying, yet she was being so gentle with me! I sank my head in between her gravity-defying breast, feeling them surround my head and cover both ears with warm, heavy pressure. Her scent was intoxicating. I spent several minutes sucking and licking each nipple while her eyes filmed-over with pleasure, her body writhing slowly. I slowly worked my way down her monumental body. Every bulging muscle was an orgasm. My stiff penis slid and bumped along her ripped body. I kissed and licked every crevice, lingering on her abs which were now as pronounced as the stones in a railroad bridge as I looked back up her body, my lips pressed against those unbelievable abs. She gasped again, her arms tensing, and with a *spang* her grip crushed the iron frame of the end table. I was beside myself. I rose up and lunged into her, my balls slapping her hairy vagina at the end of the thrust. Dropping the shattered table, she began to thrust back and it was like riding a powerful horse. She closed her eyes and started to groan. Me, too.

"Rosaline!" I screamed, being crushed under our combined lust. As our thrusting became even more intense, her thighs engulfing my soft body like erotic steel pillars, I screamed, "Fuck me, Aunt Rosaline, fuck me in half!" And she did, her muscles bulging and knotting, my best lust fantasy coming true. Her thighs tightened as she approached orgasm and suddenly pain joined the pleasure. I couldn't breath. My ribs were starting to bend, but I was lost in passion, overriding the pain. Rosaline's eyes closed again and she started a scream of lust deep in her throat. I started to black-out as I came again, feeling like my entire insides had caught fire and were squirting out of my penis. I dimly heard myself shrieking in orgasm, her grip on my body pulverizing me, like a mouse riding an elephant. I couldn't breath. Her impossible thighs were crushing me, but I couldn't stop. There was a loud roaring in my ears, my sight went white, and as I passed out again I dimly heard her yell, "Oh, no ... Kevin ... !"

I came to a second time. "Rosaline, you have to take it a little easier. You are the most incredibly fantastic fuck I have ever imagined," I said, my shyness now completely screwed out of me, "but you'll put me in the hospital or kill me if you don't watch it." Thinking a second, I continued, in jest, "I might want you to crush several people who've hurt me," I said, joking. Her face darkened and went cold. "Invite them over, my darling. I'll do whatever you want." A bolt of fear went through me. She was serious! I started to imagine what her muscles would do to anyone I wanted hurt. Images of Rosaline slowly crushing my screaming enemies to death between her thunder thighs while she held me like a baby and gave me more of her impossibly great head flooded my mind and I started becoming aroused again. I was suddenly disgusted with myself. Of course not! But the images were seductive ...

A few minutes later we were at the kitchen table devouring a tuna salad, me in just jeans and Rosaline in her robe. The doorbell rang. Rosaline got up and went out into the hall. When she opened the door a huge figure blocked it, visible only from the neck down. Rosaline came back she was with a truly gigantic black woman who had to be nearly seven feet tall. She was wearing a sleeveless cotton top and shorts. Her arms were easily 26 inches relaxed and her thighs looked like oak trees just below a surprisingly small waist.

"Kevin, this is Carolyn. Carolyn, this is my nephew, Kevin. Kevin likes strong women," she said, eyeing me playfully.

I stood but had to crane my neck to look her in the eye. A woman of my aunt's age, she had curly hair and a very pretty face, piercing blue eyes, and what looked like a braless 54EE. "Kevin!" she smiled. She took my hand and it engulfed mine. The top of my head was level with the bottom of her huge breasts, which protruded straight and were clear through her t-shirt. Looking up all I could see were her amazing breasts, biceps the size of 20 pound sacks of potatoes, and a dazzlingly beautiful face smiling down at me. She squeezed my hand only gently. As she did so, her dark brown nipples noticeably grew and hardened. My mouth hung open, catching flies.

"Carolyn, it's ok. Kevin really appreciates muscle women, don't you?"

"I'm so glad," said Carolyn. "Your aunt said you were a cutie, and she wasn't exaggerating." Turning to my aunt, she continued, "Now I see why you wanted to know how best to seduce a young man," she added mischievously.

'Wanted to know!' I thought. This had been planned from the beginning. I was shell-shocked.

Carolyn suddenly turned and scooped me up, giving me a big hug, her breasts bulging against my face and mouth and my feet half a foot from the floor. "Now, what's for desert?" and she winked at Rosaline. Putting me down, she embraced my aunt and they began slow, passionate kissing, their hands running along one another's bodies. Soon they both started panting as I stood speechless and once again hard.

Pausing, my aunt took a deep breath. "Carolyn and I have a very close relationship, Honey, especially since your uncle died. She won first place in the Women's Regional Power Competition. Rosaline and I work-out together because the machine at the gym only goes up to 420 pounds and that's not enough. Now that you'll be staying with me, perhaps all three of us can be good friends." Four twenty not enough? My mind boggled. Carolyn stood looking a bit uncertain. I was thunderstruck. After several moment's silence, I cleared my dry throat and replied with a shy smile, "Well, if Rosaline vouches for you."

Carolyn gave a wonderful, throaty laugh and then a dazzling smile. She leaned down and French kissed me until I thought my head would explode, my feet off the floor and my weight supported effortlessly by her hand, she in total control. She held me with just one arm as I swooned under her increasingly passionate kiss, her other hand caressing my penis. Then, with her left arm around my aunt's waist, Carolyn laughed and carried me to the bedroom. Thus began the summer during which I was pressed daily against impossible muscle bods, almost screwed to death, and loving every minute of it.

To be continued ... ?