Kim's Dominance
Eric Alan Goossens
Kim's Dominance
A young woman came to my local gym to lift for track. I asked
her if she would like a spotter and soon Kim began to learn the proper
movements. Kim was already toned from running, but she wanted to become
stronger to reach the varsity level in college. She stood about 5'7''
and had shoulder length blond hair. Over the season a few pounds of
muscle were added and Kim looked great. As track ended Kim decided to
focus on muscularity so she could become extremely built. I doubled her
workouts and found her happy to be lifting so hard. After a year Kim
had added twelve pounds to her physique. Her measurements were 14 inch
arms, 26 for quads, and 40 for chest. Knowing that I was single, Kim
asked if I found her attractive. I said yes, but wondered if dating a
college student would be wise. Eventually I could not resist her any
more and we started to fool around. Kim loved to be aggressive and make
out with me for hours. I constantly massaged her growing back and legs
and felt her firm breasts. As we progressed I began to rub her nude
body and squeeze her as hard as she wanted. Kim loved to masturbate with
me and her toned body became muscular. It also occured to me that her
growth was faster than mine at the same stage in training. If she was
going to catch me in strength I wanted to be responsible for her
phenomenal growth.
Kim wanted me to give her oral sex frequently and she always
returned the favor. As she trained harder we spent more time together
in bed. One weekend I took Kim to a secluded cabin for a camping trip.
On the way she prided her thick pecs and pulled off her shirt for proof.
She became restless and pulled down my zipper for a blow job. I was so
excited that I was pulled over for speeding. Before the cop reached the
car, Kim pretended she was just sleeping. A powerful woman walked up to
the door. "Wow your girlfriend is really strong. She should enter the
Ironman Contest next fall. Now please step out of the car." I obeyed in
fear of meeting the muscles that tightened with each of her steps. She
spread me against the car and began to rub her hands over my body.
"There will be no fine, only servicing me." Soon my genetals were being
squeezed and my face hurt from her crushing chest. Luckily I got off
easy and sat embarassed in my car. It didn't take Kim long to start
teasing me and I was warned she would one day be that dominant.
We arrived at the cabin and Kim wanted to fight. After
stripping, Kim jumped off the bed onto my back. I lost my balance and
soon found her legs around my neck. Rich muscle tightened and caused me
to get light headed. Sliding back to my hips was the start of very hard
bouncing. I tried to fight back by rolling over and grabbing her arms.
Unfortunately she found a way to cause more pain while still maintaining
her dominantt position on top. Kim laughed at me and warned more was on
the way. Each night we wrestled and usually Kim would find a way to
lock her tree trunks around my neck. She became forceful and gripped
until I would pass out. Kim began to push harder at the gym and her
rapid weight increases began to worry me. Her legs were as strong as
mine and they didn't want to stay that "weak" for long. I tried to
make her training so hard it would be unbearable, but my plan backfired.
She grew stronger and more muscular each week. Soon Kim was out
performing me in the gym and during fights. I liked her dominance, but
sometimes she would become abusive. For example one day she wanted to
lose her virginity and during a match she tackled me and forced herself
on me. She pummeled me against the floor even when I told her to stop.
Kim was now several inches thicker than me and her sex drive was
fantastic. She was great in bed but I felt wrong not being married to
someone who knocked me up so often. Unfortunately Kim solved that
problem when she became pregnant. I felt obliged to marry her to make
sure the kid was properly cared for. Now that we are bonded together
sex is even rougher and I have a hard time keeping up with such an
agressive woman. I love her to pieces but sometimes I just feel like
her toy. Oh well, hopefully our daughter will not use her abilities to
selfishly take what she wants.
Eric
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