Please note, this is a true story. However, I've changed the names, ages, occupations and places to protect the other person's privacy. I have no shame so enjoy, LOL.
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The Body Builder Ch. 01
Fortune Favors The Bold & The Dom
Natalie is way out of my league. As a semi good looking guy who dressed well and had a good job, I was a solid catch. I knew where I stood and generally dated around my level so to speak. Natalie 33 is a 5'7 fitness pro and instructor at the gym. She also enters body building competitions and could break me in half. I was about 7 years younger, a few inches taller, fit and tone for a slim build.
She is a brunette, 34B chest with perfect rock hard abs and firm ass. Her fitness model level made her more out of my league. I figured she'd date buff and heavy lifters. Though she did most of her 20's. Natalie said she was tired of over the top macho attitudes and roid rage from some of them. Actually wanting a nice guy who would listen and let her speak her mind. She didn't want to be a trophy or arm candy. She desired men to respect her as a person not just her physique.
Fresh off another wild adventure with another cougar. I had some extra confidence to speak to her but I was still a bit intimidated. I walk over to Natalie to say hello. And in a silly light-hearted way I tell her I'm challenging her to a fitness test. If I win she gets to take me to dinner. If she wins I have to take her to dinner. She laughs and asks me what it is?
On the treadmill, first to a mile. Natalie thought I was funny and agreed. I used to run track and still able to run under 6 minute miles. Now it is harder to sprint on a treadmill. That is where my speed would win out easily on the track field. My record was 4 minutes and 48 seconds in the mile. At this age I could hit 5:30 regularly. I knew it would be over 6 minutes on the treadmill but I still got this!
She calls over a coworker to watch our monitors and let us know when we hit the mile. Once we started, our feet was hitting the machine hard. Both of us were determined to win. The sweat was dripping down both our bodies. I see her look over at my monitor and she knows I'm ahead of her. Then she did something sneaky yet not unwelcome to try and distract me.
Natalie looks over at me and with her right hand squeezes her right boob then winks at me. I somehow keep composure and her coworker says time. I hit my mile at 6:20. She stopped running then named a restaurant. We both shake hands and exchange phone numbers. When I hit the gym showers I couldn't help but touch myself over that image of what she had done.
At about 8pm, we were sitting at dinner. After sharing the basic info, I had to call her out on grabbing her boob on the treadmill. She laughs and calls me out on touching myself to that image. She literally said. "I bet when you went to the shower your hands were working overtime in there." I nod and we both laugh in unison. Most of the night, I tried to keep it light. We chat about nonsense and random things. It was refreshing to her I wasn't showing off or impressing her with my accomplishments. My goal was to make her laugh often and it was working.
After dinner, the plan was to go see a 10pm movie. However, I drive to the top of the parking garage with a nice view. I had my convertible top down and play some music. Under the moonlight we start to dance slowly. Natalie and I waltz through the mostly emptied parking lot. Other cars were present but no one was physically around us.
After several songs and with our connection building, I lean in and kiss her. I start soft yet strong with my lips at first. The moment she starts kissing me back with some zest, I turn up the intensity with my lips up. I increase the strength and passion in the kiss. And to my delight so did she. By this time we were no longer dancing, just kissing. Time stood still for what felt like hours until she broke off and asked me back to her place.
While driving back to her place we held hands the whole way. When we got into her parking garage and park. As we exited the car, I grab her again and start kissing her. Our hands start roaming all over each other's bodies. I was relieved that she didn't freak out and worry others would see us. She was just down and I love women like this.
I was parked backed in with my rear bumper almost to the wall. I move her to that wall and moved her against it. I lift up her foot and place it onto my bumper. Her legs were open so to speak and I went under her dress to find her front entrance. I move her very nice and lacy panties to the side. Her very wet, aroused and large clit was now exposed in front of me.
Natalie was freshly shaven and so smooth. I move closer to her clit and start to pleasure her with my mouth. My lips and tongue were teasing what was the largest clit I've ever seen in person. Her mouth was releasing sounds of joy. Her body was starting to become unsteady. Then I slip a finger in.
I felt her body shake. A second finger goes in and I speed up my fingering of her. At the same time my tongue was flicking her aroused clit. Natalie's moans begin getting louder. The more I continue, the closer and closer to climaxing she was. My cock was fully erect and wanting to fuck her right now!
I step out from under her dress and start to take her toward the elevator. But she stops me and climbs over my back seat. I left the convertible top down. I follow her in and move both front seats forward for more space. She sat me down right in the middle of the back seat and pulls off all my lower body clothing.
Natalie mounts my cock and as I'm going inside of her my mind is blown how tight she is. Natalie put her hands around the bottom of part of the back of my neck and interlocks them. She is using that for leverage while she is fiercely riding my cock. Holy fuck this was an amazing feeling. I guess I really got her worked up. Foreplay is a beautiful thing!
Natalie's strength above me is incredible. Her arms and legs were about 50% bigger than the size of mine. I knew she was strong but wow. I couldn't really move much of my body if any. She had my body completely pinned against the leather back seat. She was in charge. She was controlling the action. She was fucking me!
Her hot breathe against my face as she place her forehead to mine. We were both looking at each other intensely and moaning. I did not know how I was even staying hard this long. Here I thought I was going to take her upstairs and pound her pussy. Yet she is the one fucking me. However, it felt more like she was dominating me and I did not mind at all.
Natalie's breath sped up more. Her moans were more aggressive. I could feel a little shake in her arms. "Spank me!" She calls out. Then "Harder, harder, yes more, more, yes, oh fuck." Natalie let out huge screams that echoed in the garage. She laid her head on my shoulder and I held it there. But she didn't let up fucking me until I came. And sure as hell I did with my own screams that echo in the garage.
We finally climb out of the car and head for the elevator. Inside, I kiss her some more. We spill out of it and into her condo. Our lips stay glued together. Our clothes were coming off. And as my shirt went over my head breaking our kiss I saw two things. First her incredible body fully naked and second some BDSM gear in a box next to us.
She saw me looking at her gear and asks if I want to try them out. I said in a clear and concise way, "Hell Yeah!" She grabs her box of BDSM "goodies" and has me follow her to the bedroom. She pulls out a black body harness that wraps around her stomach to her back. It had some small metal rings on the back. She gets on her knees and leans over her very low to the ground Japanese style mattress only. It's apparently good for her back.
Natalie hands me a pair of black soft fuzzy on one side and leather on the other wrist cuffs. I place them around her wrists and lock them to the back of the body harness to the small metal rings. She tells me to grab the paddles.....yes as in multiple paddles out of her box. There was three total of them. A long skinny rectangular one with a shiny round handle, a thicker but shorter size that had a flat handle with the word whore imprinted into the leather and lastly a long skinny round stick with a small leather folded over piece.
Natalie gave me her safe word (vanilla) and asks me to take charge. She begs me to spank her for being bad. I have a huge, wicked smile on my face letting her know I'm down for this. I grab the whore paddle and whack her ass with one firm smack that hits her on both cheeks. She lets out a painful yet satisfying moan.
Me - "Do you know why your being punished?"
