The screams and encouragements echoed across the room.
“LET’S GO! LIGHT WEIGHT BABY!” filled James with adrenaline, the hard smacks on his back pushed him forward as he grabbed onto the bar. 585lbs, 265kg… about one light Harley Davidson motorbike or a really fat dude. James let out a grunt as he heaved and let his legs drive him up. With another grunt, the weight was off the floor and his legs were shaking.
Almost there
By the time the bar was parallel with his knees he felt the pain in his wrists, with another yell he tightened his grip and felt the callouses on his hands break. As the bar traveled the distance of his thighs, he felt time slow down.
This shouldn’t be so hard.
How long had he been lifting this damn thing? The knurls kept digging into his hands, the screams of his meet seemed to quiet. Then, lockout. His legs were straight, with a triumphant yell he dropped the weight which shook the gym. James fell back on his ass his friends congratulated him on the deadlift. “All right James! was that a PR?” asked Conrad. “Nah, about 40lbs under it actually” he replied with a bit of shame. “No way I’ll be competition ready or next month.”
“Oh please.”
James turned the playful but assertive jab, his eyes were met face-to-muscular upper thigh. Alena. She had lifted just before James, James looked at the pump in her thigh. The firm lines defining her muscles, her quads rock hard as if she were still flexing. James could only imagined how they looked flexed with a pump if this was her resting; just one of her thighs must have been twice the size of his head. From his seated position he looked up at her cute face and bright eyes. Now that was a perspective, her smile looking down at him, her double Ds begging to escape her sports bra. A light definition of abs kissed her stomach. Her blond hair was in a ponytail but still fell down passed her shoulder blades. She is a true amazon. She offered a hand to James, how long had he been staring? “You sprained your ankle seven months ago and you just deadlifted like a fucking tank, you’ll be back to 100% before you know it.”
James let out a small chuckle and grabbed her hand, “yeah but I want to be at 200%.” As he stood up he saw Alena’s bicep bulge, her arms would put most casual gym bros to shame. As he stood up his perspective shot up with him, from her upper thigh his eyes passed her abs and tits and neck and face until he stood straight up, his chin clearing the top of her head. If only she were an amazon in height as well.
The small talk was interrupted by the water polo captain poking his head through the gym doors “you guys finishing up?” the powerlifters apologized as they reracked the weights and entered the locker rooms after a quick stretch to let the Water polo team start their training. James peeled off his sweaty shirt and looked at himself in the mirror with the other dudes, still had his belly but he flexed to show off his shoulders and arms. To who? Himself mainly. Conrad did the same, he had a chest to match though, people often joked he had bigger tits than Alena. “Do you have a class now?” asked Conrad. “Actually, I have a study date” smirked James. Conrad’s eyebrows raised up as he made an exaggerated high-pitched “oooh” Sound. “I guess I’ll leave you to it then?”
“Wait, that’s it? No questions? are you not going to take a shower just because I’m going on a date?”
“Well, you see, I have an exam in an hour that I haven’t studied for, but I fully expect you to give me all the details after.”
With that, Conrad ran out of the locker room and left James there alone yelling after him “gross dude!” Now alone James shed his pants, donned flip flops, and entered the showers his dick swinging back and forth like a pendulum. As the hot water pelted his skin he couldn’t get the image of Alena towering over him out of his head, her thighs so close to his face, her big tits in that sports bra, her arms growing right before his eyes as she flexed. Well shit, with those thoughts in his head blood rushed to his lower head and his cock grew encouraged by the warm massage of the shower. Am I really going to crank one out here? I have a date soon. James didn’t even realize his hand was already wrapped around his cock. He started to pump slowly, fuck. He thought of standing and only coming up to Alena’s hips, her inviting muscular thighs surrounding him as he took her clit in his mouth.
He started going faster. Her moans of pleasure as her giant thighs pressed against his whole body, the feeling of weightlessness when completely at the mercy of her giantess form. Her cum as he brings her to climax, dripping down his face. Even faster now. His dick surrounded by her giant tits, each of his hands shoulder width apart and holding onto her giant nipples as he tittyfucked her. Back and forth between her giant tits until… it’s done. James’s cock exploded cum everywhere, it shot up landing on the shower head and splattered against the wall. His stomach convulsed a bit as the orgasm washed over him. He stood there in the shower for a little bit, recuperating himself before continuing his shower and getting ready for his date.
~
Carmen was waiting for him outside the library. She smiled and waved running up to him. All running through James’s head was wondering how he scored such a hottie. She was short, not even coming up to his shoulders, but she was stunning. Carmen was from Colombia and her tan made her glow brighter than the sun. her straight jet black hair was done up in pigtails that reminded James of the latest Bella Poarch music video. She didn’t have big breasts, but the tight black crop top she wore made her b cup cleavage look huge and inviting. She wore a leather jacket and yoga pants with did little to contain her curvy hips and giant ass.
“Hey!” she said muffled in their hug.
“You ready for the test tomorrow?”
“If I was, would I be here studying?” laughed Carmen.
From James’s experience, not much studying ever gets done while on a study date. Together they found a secluded and quiet row of bookcases to snuggle up together in. Carmen took out the textbook and they slowly took turns reading pages before James let out a “Mind if a shift a little bit?” “not at all.” James straightened out his legs and wrapped his arms around Carmen’s shoulders. “Well if you move I get to move to” Carmen stated matter-of-factly as she placed her legs on top of James’s lap, swiping the book from his hands so only she could read it. She started reading the book again allowed and when it came to James’s turn to read she looked at him expectedly. “How am I supposed to read the book all the way over there?” he asked.
“Come and get it.” She quipped, he let out a laugh and placed one of his hands across from Carmen’s belly. He lifted her legs with his other hand as he approached with his face to the book. Pulling her close, her small body was completely under him. There face was just mere centimeters from each other, he turned to the book and before he could start reading she pulled his face in to kiss. Her fingers grabbed hold of his hair as his hands wrapped around her thighs. Their lips were locked together until she motioned for him to start kissing her neck. He moved down and began making quick work of her throat, feeling and hearing her quiet moans; they were in a library after all. His lips found a necklace which was big irritating to work around but James made do. They continued like this for a while before they heard a door in the distance click open and they both shot up, remembering they were in pubic. “I know a private place near hear” said Carmen in that excited panic of knowing you’re doing something naughty. James nodded and followed after Carmen out of the library, he watched her ass jiggle with every step in those yoga pants. Was she doing that on purpose? While staring at her voluminous ass James noticed a chalk mark on her pants.
“You got a little something on your pants.”
“Wanna get that for me?” she replied looking up to him with a grin.
James bent down and gave her ass a smack before wiping the chalk off with his thumb, she giggled. “All done” James said. “Oh you sure as hell know it isn’t.” she replied. At this point James had followed Carmen down a labyrinth of stairs and they hadn’t seen anyone in ages before Carmen stopped in front of a door. “Where are we?” James asked. “Podcast club room, they only meet once a month and the room is soundproofed.”
“Sound proof you say?”
“Completely.” Carmen whispered in a sultry tone.
The moment the doors closed behind them James had hoisted Carmen into his arms and they continued making out. She threw off her leather jacket and James worked his hand under her crop top to unhook her bra. Two hooks, huh. Slamming her down on the table James moved his lips to her neck and his hands moved over her small frame. He took a pause to take off his shirt as did Carmen. He marveled at her small, perky, and perfect tear drop breasts before planting lips on them and lifting her back up so that her head could touch the short ceiling. Her moans grew louder as his tongue worked around her nipples, he could feel her hips reflexively grind against his chest with each wave of pleasure he sent through her body. He slammed her down on the table again and helped her pull off her tight pants. He quickly admired her pink lace g string before pulling it off as well. He lowered his face to her vagina and he relished the moment the scent of her pussy met his senses. His tongue went straight to work on her clit and she screamed with each wave of pleasure, grinding her pussy deeper into his face at a steady rhythm. After the second time she cummed James’s cock was straining to be released from his jeans. He lifted his head up and unbuckled his pants, Carmen saw what he was doing and turned around so that her ass and pussy was presented to James. he donned his condom and began thrusting into her, holding onto her shoulder as her cheeks clapped against his waist. Her back was stunning, toned and glowing it made James even harder. Her back accentuated her hourglass figure, it looked as though it was sculpted by an ancient Greek artist. The clapping of Carmen’s ass cheeks was like a Mozartian orchestra to James’s ears. Each time he thrust forward a wave of pleasure shot through him, he began grunting like he was lifting. The moment lasted for eternity as he went so deep into Carmen he was worried she was going to split in half. With a yell and grunt James exploded into Carmen, Already? James panicked thinking he came too soon but was relieved to see Carmen had came for a third time. He slid his dick out and took a seat. Carmen turned around and looked at him with professional eyes, “so back to studying?”
When James woke up the morning after the test he reached for his phone on the nightstand. No texts from Carmen, last time he saw her was right after the test. Typical, James thought to himself. He rolled out of his bed with nothing but boxer briefs and looked out his apartment window to the vague figures below. He was amazed he had found this apartment with Conrad so close to the university for half the price of a dorm. He called out to Conrad.
“Conrad!”
No response, weird… I should find him. He reached for the door of his room and when he opened it was met with the giant smiling face of Alena. She was absolutely Amazonian! Her face and cleavage took up the entire door frame, with a chuckle she struggled through the door like a circus contortionist and stood up to her whole height, how on earth can she stand up in here? She was completely nude and flexing her rippling muscles, as she struck a pose flexing her biceps her thighs exploded in size, at James eye level it was like watching the work of the divine. As the muscles in her thigh moved James could see her strength and power. He looked up at her looming giant tits, she smiled through her cleavage as James got hard at the sight of her bright eyes underboob. James under some kind of trance began to trace his lips along the lines of Alena’s thighs, giving them light kisses when she bellowed:
“I need you to fuck me James.”
In the next instant Alena had placed her giant tits onto James’s bed, crushing it, in doggy position she bared her ginormous ass and pussy to James, her ass could put the literal full moon to shame. James began working on her clit with his mouth desperate to get his dick wet, but he couldn’t reach. He let his tongue work its magic, tasting her clit like a damn tootsie pop when she came James was splashed with her juices. Her orgasmic moans shook the apartment and James peaked a glance at her triceps as she tensed her arms in orgasm, they flexed to her pleasure showing perfect horseshoes as her orgasm continued to rock her very body. “Fuck me!” she yelled, “I can’t reach!” but as he said it all of a sudden he felt himself lift up above her titanic feet and thighs so that his cock was pussy level. He thrust into her and marveled at her moans, like opera she sang to the rhythm of his thrusts and as each of his arms wrapped around her Olympian ass; muscular but still soft and juicy, the perfect balance only achieved from squats and hip thrusts. He felt himself closer and closer to coming, not yet jackass! Make this last! The veins on his cock felt like they were about to explode as he grew larger and larger inside of her. He marveled at her back as her rhomboids and lats clashed together as she orgasmed again, each muscle in her back working in perfect harmony so she could gyrate perfectly into his pelvis. With that view though, he couldn’t take it anymore and he exploded into her, as his cum dripped into her pussy he could feel her body grow. Bigger and bigger until her muscles were twice as large and her ass dominated his vision. She didn’t stop gyrating, she continued and continued, growing and growing until James was crushed under her thighs and then–
James woke up in his bed to find his sheets absolutely soiled. Fuck, what am I, 15? James lifted himself off his bed, wiping himself clean with his blanket and throwing his sheets into the laundry bin. He checked his phone… No text from Carmen, Typical. But he did have another text, another girl who’s named started with C… Chiara. Chiara was a rich girl who lived in a big mansion up in the hills, they’d been to a few parties together, fucked once or twice. Her dad was some kind of diplomat from a fancy family and always out of the house. The text read: *Hey found that gym bag of yours you lost at my party a few weeks back! I don’t know how it got here but it was under my Dad’s reading chair in his office* James did have some vague memory of getting into that office at the party, he responded *lmao! Do you mind if I come around to pick it up?*
*Sure thing! See you soon 😊*
~
Once James got to this mansion there were no gates, they weren’t that rich afterall. He walked up to the front door and shot a text to Chiara that he was there. *come around back I’m in the pool!*
James circled the front yard to a gate that led to the backyard, already unlocked. Going through it he walked down a stone pathway passed neatly trimmed hedges and a basketball hoop that despite looking pristine, clearly hadn’t been used in years. He found Chiara floating in the pool leaning her head against the tile reading a book. Her ass poking up out of the water like a flotation her device, her short dyed hair lightly tickling the water. Her face had always mystified James, baby faced like an angel but devious eyes like a succubus. James would describe her as pear shaped only because her thighs and ass were so big and wide they made up most of her mass. She wore a skimpy bikini and James imagined her sitting down, her thighs so wide that a miniature him could just take a seat on the side of thigh and ass and use her waist as a headrest. James’s daydreaming was broken when she looked up and said “Was wondering when you’d get here.”
“If I had known we’d be swimming, I would have brought my swim trunks.”
Chiara laughed and looked up at him taking off her sunglasses, locking her wide eyes with his. “I fail to see the issue?” she said with an inquisitiveness which sounded like a fusion of genuineness and suggestion. “I don’t think your dad would be too happy if I skinny dipped in his pool I mean” James laughed. “Please my dad isn’t here, and it’s not like its anything I haven’t seen before.” Chiara but the arm of her sunglasses as she said this, looking up to James with a wink. That was all it took to get James’s pants down. He sat on the hot tile beside the pool with his bare ass and moved Chiara’s book to the side presenting her with his erect penis. His feet floated in the water alongside Chiara’s luscious bod. She traced her right index finger down the vein while her left index middle explored the top of his shaft.
She gave a light kiss to the head, “did you bring condoms?” she asked before placing another longer kiss on the tip. “obviously” James responded with an excited whisper. With that her lips wrapped around his head and slowly worked down the shaft, using her right hand to make up the distance each time as she brought his cock deeper and deeper into his mouth. “Don’t you dare cum, if I even taste a drop of pre-cum you’re leaving.” James was in too much of a state of euphoria to dissent, “fuck I’ll try.” She gave a devilish smirk at his response and kept working on his penis, he laced his fingers around her hair but let her work her magic as she tonged wrapped around his shaft and head sending waves of pleasure through his spine. He felt his dick beg for even a little release and with some sort of magical willpower he kept himself in control. He felt Chiara’s head leave his waist as she placed a few small kisses on his tummy as she stroked his shaft with her hand, circling her thumb on his head. “give me the condom” she whispered to his belly, and he responded laying back and reaching for his pants he felt to the side and pulling out the condom he handed to her still packaged. She made eye-contact with him as she ripped it open with her teeth locking eye contact with James. She balanced the beige condom on the tip of his dick and placed her lips around it, as she went down she clothed his penis with nothing more than her mouth. She climbed out of the pool and placed her wide hips on either side of James’s lap. In this position he had to look up to meet her eyes, he looked down at her rack, he was so transfixed by her ass earlier he almost forgot she had a 36C bust to match, granted there was probably no truly matching her fat ass. James unlaced her bikini top as she undid her bottom, with that James grabbed her ass cheeks in two giant handfuls as they locked lips and their cock and pussy met. James felt her fingers move through his hair as he smiled through the make out. As their love making continued James lifted them up and let them sink into the pool, sharing their air and heat as they fucked in the weightlessness of the water. At that moment the pool was the endless universe and with James holding Chiara’s weight against him, she was that endless universe. As she slowly floated above him it felt like she was growing as they kissed, right in his very hands. Her soft thighs all his hands could contained. She was the giant goddess of the sea, and James nothing more than a lucky mortal. But almost as fast it had begun it had ended, with three kicks James brough them both up as Chiara grabbed hold of the side of the pool gasping for air and laughing as water spilled from her hair onto James. James was between Chiara’s arms and gently traced his fingers along her back, placing one hand on her ass and the other on her shoulder to float with her. They both laughed together.
“Have you came yet?” she asked
“No, have you?” he asked back.
“Guess we gotta keep going then!” she smiled, locking lips with James again and pushing him underwater as he slid his dick into her pussy again. She held him under with her weight and James worked her insides like a speedboat on the sea, or at least James thought that was an apt metaphor. He had never been on a speedboat but he assume Chiara had. There lovemaking continued as James lifted her out of the water and onto the hot pool tiles as he assumed missionary position ramming his cock into her. She looked up with him with big puppy eyes and plump lips as she squished her boobs together with her forearms, the back of her hands gently touching her jawline. James continued working into her, kissing those thick lips as his cock grew bigger to meet the occasion. It wasn’t long before Chiara screamed out in blissful release and slumped back, James fell to the side of her, still rock hard. She sat up and gave his towering penis a devilish glance, “well we can’t have that now can we?” she bent over his erection placed one index finger on her lower lip and began examining his penis. “Tall, thick, and covered in cum? How on earth hasn’t it exploded yet?” she asked in a playfully concerned tone, “you tell me doc” James winked. “I just so happen to know the perfect cure.” She slowly peeled off his condom, tracing her middle finger along the side of his shaft as each inch was freed. She then gripped his cock with her hand with such force he almost exploded right there. She made eye contact with him and begged, “cum for me… cum for me” as she stroke his penis. With no time at all he erupted like a volcano shooting a load nearly a meter into the sky, Chiara laughed “wow” as it splattered down onto her hand and James’s belly. “Sorry” he said. “Why are you apologizing? It was great, that has to be world record or something for farthest load.” James smiled at her looking up, “no sorry, I know you don’t like getting jizz on you.” Chiara chuckled and moved her body closer to James’s face, she stuck out her tongue before turning suddenly and placing her ass straight onto his face using head as a seat, her feet on either side of torso. She examined the jizz on her hand before placing her tongue on her wrist and licking up to swallow to taste a bit of the cum. With James still under her –he wasn’t complaining– she said, “I just don’t like the taste, plus you’re probably the only guy I’ve been with responsible enough to put on his condom.” She smacked her lips together, and continued “I gotta say though, your cum definitely not the worst I’ve tasted, must be magic or something.” And slapped her hands down onto her thighs sending ripples through her skin and to her ass which James felt under her. “Anyway! Let’s go get your bag.”