The Grandmother's Fight Club!-5

After church services were over as the reverend Thomas Atkins was standing outside the main entrance of the church thanking his small church congregation one member at a time as they exited out of the main doors for coming to church and hearing his sermon. When my grandmother who was wearing a sleeveless floral print dress that beautifully showed off her powerfully strong, hugely thick, ripped muscular massively huge breasts, arms and calves, finally exited out of the church at the end of the line. As my grandmother thanked reverend for giving a such lovely church sermon, he asked her as his eyes were looking at my grandmother's powerfully strong, hugely thick, ripped muscular biceps; "Excuse me Mrs. Miller but I was wondering if you weren't in such a rush to go home after church services today, that you'd help me move some heavy stuff in the church basement. Normally I wouldn't ask a woman to do such heavy work, but with those bulging muscular arms of yours I'm quite sure you could do it very easily." "No problem reverend Atkins, I'd be more then happy to help you." My grandmother said with a smile on her face. "Thank you Mrs. Miller." The reverend replied as he put his left arm around my grandmother's thickly muscular waist and steered her back into the church; "And please feel free to call me Tom by the way." "OK Tom I will as long as you start calling me Doris."...................Once inside the church basement, the reverend who had a secret sexual fetish for powerfully strong muscular women, had my grandmother moving old furniture and heavy boxes back and forth across the basement just so he could watch my grandmother's powerfully strong, hugely thick, ripped muscular arms flex and bulge out from under the heavy weight of what he had her picking up. Finally after a half hour of doing this work which seemed not to be accomplishing anything at all to my grandmother, she put down the heavy metal desk she was carrying above her head and turned to the reverend and said; "You know Tom, if you've so interested in studying my sexy muscular female physique so much, why not just ask me out on a date and then I'll invite you back to my place afterwards." "Would you really go out with me Doris if I asked you?" The reverend asked sounding extremely happy that he might have a chance with my powerfully strong, hugely thick, ripped muscular grandmother. "Let me put it this way Tom." My grandmother replied with a large romantic smile on her face and a girlish giggle in her voice, because she had always found the reverend to be a very attractive man as well; "If I invite you back to my place after our date, I could promise you personally that I'd give you one very private flexing and posing show that would lead to a wonderful bout of female muscle worshipping sex that you'd really enjoy." Then both my grandmother and the reverend exchanged phone numbers, before he escorted her back to the main entrance of the church................As my grandmother was opening the driver side door of her pickup a ten year old boy ran up to her and said politely; "Excuse me Mrs. Miller but my I ask you a question." My grandmother turned towards the little boy and said with a warm smile on her face; "Sure you may ask me a question, by the way what is your name?" "My name is Johnny Walker and I was just wondering." Johnny paused while he felt very intimidated talking to this powerfully strong, hugely thick, ripped muscular older woman while his two eyes were glued to my grandmother's two powerfully strong, hugely thick, ripped muscular arms; "I was just wondering how I could get my own grandma to get big huge muscles like you have." "Why do you want your grandmother to have big huge muscles like I do Johnny?" My grandmother asked the ten year old boy. "Well you see Mrs. Miller." Johnny replied while he was still looking at my grandmother's two powerfully strong, hugely thick, ripped muscular arms; "You and my grandma are about the same age, but unlike you my grandma is a very fat, out of shape woman with a large bloated pot belly and two very large flabby arms and legs, who gets out of breath very easily when she walks. So I thought that if she'd meet you and saw how great a physical shape you were in, that my grandma would start working out and build up her muscles also to get into shape." "I'll tell you what Johnny." My grandmother said as she opened up her purse and took out one of her Miller Farm business cards and handed it to him; "Here is my business card with my name, address and phone number on it. Have your grandmother call me if she's interested in working out with me at my farm to get herself into better shape." Then my grandmother bent down in front of Johnny and asked as she flexed her powerfully strong, hugely thick, ripped muscular right bicep that swelled up as large as a fully inflated basketball with thick blue pencil sized veins pulsating around it; "Johnny would you like to feel how strong and hard my muscles are?" "I SURE WOULD MRS. MILLER!" Johnny said excitedly as he reached out with both his little boy hands to feel my grandmother's powerfully strong, hugely thick, ripped muscular basketball sized bicep. "WOW MRS. MILLER!" Johnny said even more excited then before when he felt my grandmother's hugely thick, ripped muscular basketball sized bicep; "IT FEELS LIKE IT'S MADE OUT OF SOLID STEEL!" "Just about Johnny." My grandmother chuckled as she unflexed her hugely thick, ripped muscular right arm while she stood up and started to climb into the driver side of her pickup truck; "I've been pumping a lot of heavy steel weights these past six months to build up these big strong muscles of mine. I must be getting home now, it was nice meeting you Johnny." "You to Mrs. Miller." Johnny said very politely; "I'm going over to my grandma's house now to tell her I met you and to give her your business card. Then I'm going try to talk her into starting to work out with you on your farm, so that she could get into great shape and have big strong muscles like you do." Then after my grandmother and Johnny Walker said their goodbyes, my grandmother drove back to her farm while Johnny ran all the way to his own grandmother's house to try and talk her into working out with Mrs. Miller on her farm....................The following Friday morning after my grandmother and I got up at 5 am, instead of chaining me up with the leather spiked dog collar around my neck, she handed me her gold visa credit card and the keys to her pickup truck. As she gave me her credit card and the keys to her pickup truck, my grandmother gave me very detailed instructions to drive 1,985 miles to a exercise equipment warehouse in Fairfax Virginia that sold custom made steel weight disks which she had already ordered. When I asked her why she didn't just have the company send them over night by FedEx, my grandmother replied; "Do you know how much extra that would cost in shipping charges Jimmy? Besides why should I pay those extra shipping charges to the company when I have a strapping young 22 year old buck like yourself to run and get them for me." As I was driving out the main road of my grandmother's farm to the highway, I passed the school bus that was bring in the forty athletic young, muscular teenage high school girls that were going to workout with my grandmother that day. Unbeknown to me at the time, the reason my grandmother was so interested in getting me away from the farm early Friday morning, was that she knew that I wasn't going to get back from Fairfax Virginia till late the following Saturday afternoon, and that would give her more then enough time to have her daily boxing workout, and then go on a date with the reverend Thomas Atkins that same Friday evening, where she was going to invite him back to her farm house afterwards and rock his world with heavy female muscle worship sex all night long, or as long as the good reverend could sexually hold out!..................It was 8:45 pm when reverend Thomas Atkins pulled his 1979 Chevy Impala in front of my grandmother's farm house with my grandmother sitting in the passenger seat beside him. After the car came to a complete stop and reverend Thomas Atkins shut off the motor, my grandmother said; "Tom that was a lovely dinner we had at that little Italian restaurant downtown tonight, but I'm afraid that it made me go off the strict diet that I'm trying to stay on to get into fighting shape for the next boxing season at; "The Grandmother's Fight Club." When Tom asked my grandmother what the grandmother's fight club was and how she got involved in it, as they were both getting out of the car and climbed the stairs of the porch to enter through the front door of my grandmother's farm house, my grandmother told Tom the entire story about seven months ago needing to lose weight for her health, then starting to exercise with weights, and how she got involved through a friend with the grandmother's fight club, where she met the now late, ex-professional female heavy weight boxing champion Mimi Jackson, and how that meeting in the ring last February led her to get her then out of shape female body, into the powerfully strong, hugely thick, ripped muscular one it is now. The only thing my grandmother didn't tell the reverend was how she was using steroids to get so big and strong during her daily weight lifting workouts. "WOW DORIS!" Tom said as he wrapped his two manly arms around my grandmother's thickly muscular waist, while he looked over how the black short sleeveless cocktail dress she was wearing accented my grandmother's powerfully strong, hugely thick, ripped muscular female physique quite well; "That's some story on how you transformed yourself from being a fat, flabby over weight woman into a true super woman of steel." My grandmother's powerfully strong, female muscular physique had now grown so hugely thick, and ripped with bulging muscles that everything she wore now looked extremely tight and sexy on her. Not to mention that now every thing my grandmother wore had to be sleeveless as well no matter what the weather outside was, because now any time she tried to wear anything that had short or long sleeves my grandmother's two powerfully strong, hugely thick, ripped muscular arms would swell up and rip right through the material of the sleeves! "Now Tom." My grandmother sexually purred as she took the reverend by the hand and led him across the house towards her bedroom; "You bought me dinner tonight and now I'm going to give you muscle worship sex for desert."...................All day Friday I drove for sixteen hours straight from my grandmother's farm in Allentown to Fairfax Virginia, and by the time I got there it was almost 9 pm. I called my grandmother on my cell phone and told her that I couldn't get to that exercise equipment company to pick up her custom ordered steel weight disks till the company opened up at 8 am on Saturday morning. Unbeknown to me that she had the reverend Tom Atkins there at her farm house when I had called her, my grandmother quickly rushed me off the phone by telling me that I should charge a motel room for the night on her credit card, and that picking up her order tomorrow morning was fine, as long as she had the new custom made steel weight disks back at the farm by Monday morning at 5 am. So I got a motel room in Fairfax Virginia for the night and after eating a meal at a local diner, I then went back to the motel room where I had a long distance phone conversation with K.C., and listened to how much more bigger and powerfully stronger she had gotten at the gym recently, then about her plan on how to challenge my grandmother to a boxing match on Labor Day of this year at the grandmother's fight club..................As soon as my grandmother got the reverend Tom Atkins into her bedroom, the sexual purr tone in her voice turned into powerfully strong dominate one; "GET NAKED NOW TOM AND I'LL SHOW YOU WHAT REAL FEMALE MUSCLE WORSHIP SEX IS ALL ABOUT, AND HOW TO PAY RESPECT TO IT!" "Yes Doris." The reverend replied. "FROM NOW ON TO NIGHT TOM WHILE YOU'VE IN MY HOME YOU'LL REFER TO ME AS MISTRESS DORIS, DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME THOMAS?" "Yes mistress Doris." The reverend chuckled thinking my grandmother was joking, but to show him that she was being very serious, my grandmother grabbed Tom's head in her two powerfully strong hands and physically manhandled him down to the carpeted bedroom floor. Tom was completely surprised at my grandmother's quick speed and powerful strength for she had completely overwhelmed him and before the reverend knew it, my grandmother was sitting on his manly chest with all her heavy muscular body weight pressing down on him, with his face stuffed between her two powerfully strong, hugely thick, ripped muscular thighs! Watching from his humiliating position with his nose and mouth pressed against my grandmother's now very wet, hairy, muscular vagina, my grandmother picked up two, one hundred pound steel dumbbells that she kept in her bedroom for her early morning pre-weight lifting workouts, and began doing bicep curls for a good 20 minutes straight. After she finally put down the two, one hundred pound steel dumbbells, she then made Tom reach up and feel her two powerfully strong, hugely thick, ripped muscular biceps and forearms with both of his manly hands, as she flexed them. "GO ON THOMAS FEEL THEM! IMAGINE IF YOU WERE IN THE BOXING RING WITH ME AND I HIT YOU HARD WITH THESE TWO FISTS OF MINE THAT ARE AS HARD AS STEEL!" As the reverend laid beneath her with only his eyes visible he thought to himself; "This crazy muscular woman could seriously kill me with her own brute strength if she really wanted too!"...................Tom had never really noticed how big and powerfully strong my grandmother's hugely thick, ripped muscular legs were before, and from his current submissive position they looked even larger then they had from a distance and felt as hard as steel, with dense and immensely powerful hugely thick, ripped muscle solidly packed into them. The reverend then quickly started paying his respect to Mistress Doris without being asked to. So turned on was Tom while he continued to feel my grandmother's two powerfully strong, hugely thick, ripped muscular biceps and forearms while she flexed them in his two manly hands, my grandmother continued to dominated him by sitting on his face, while Tom worked himself up into such sexual frenzy and lost all self control. Loud sexual moans of appreciation accompanied by powerfully small pelvic thrusts of my grandmother's thick muscular hips, which slowly increased in tempo turned the reverend into a wild sexual beast until my grandmother began thrusting as physically hard as she could with Tom's face extremely deep in her now totally soaked, hairy, thick muscular vagina, then they both climaxed together. My grandmother on Tom's face, and the reverend on my grandmother carpeted bedroom floor!...............Pinned beneath my grandmother's powerfully strong, hugely thick, ripped muscular body there was nothing the reverend could do until she finally slid back onto his manly chest where he could do nothing but look up at her in lust of sexual desire, as he asked her still so excitedly sexually stimulated; "Was it as great for you Doris, as it was for me?" "It was alright Tom." My grandmother replied sounding more less sexually excited then she should have been; "But it wasn't as good as I thought it could have been. You did the best you could Tom it was only natural under the circumstances. You had a healthy male response to a very fit, powerfully strong muscular woman." Then my grandmother released the reverend from the powerfully strong grip, of her two hugely thick, ripped muscular thighs, and as she invited the reverend to sit on the edge of the queen sized bed next to her my grandmother said; "Tom you've a very nice man and I'd like to thank you for a lovely evening, but tonight is only going to be a one night sexual fling with us. The truth is that I'm in love with someone else who's really the man of my dreams, and it was really him who I was thinking about when you were busy going done sexually on me." "But Doris." The reverend protested; "If you have another man in your life why did you go out tonight with me on a date, then bring me back to your home to have wild female muscle worship sex with me?" "Well Tom." My grandmother replied; I was lonely tonight because my true love is out of town this weekend on private business for me and it was a chance to get a free meal out of you, which I paid you back by letting you give me oral sex." "BUT DORIS!" The reverend said now sounding very upset that he was losing the muscular woman of his dreams; "Is this other man who's your true love a decent man?" "Yes he is Tom." My grandmother answered with deep pride; "Because I raised him to be. It's getting quite late now Tom so please get dressed and leave because I need to go to sleep and get my rest. I have to get up at 5 am tomorrow morning for my daily boxing workout with a school bus of athletic high school girls." The reverend then got dressed and left my grandmother's farm house.................Being that it was a three day holiday weekend to celebrate the fourth of July when my grandmother sent me down to Fairfax Virginia to pick up her custom ordered steel weight disks from the exercise equipment company, and the traffic all over was packed with people going away for the holiday weekend, I didn't get back to my grandmother's farm till 9 pm Saturday night. As I drove her pickup loaded down in it's truck bed with these twelve huge steel weight disks towards the barn, I noticed that the barn doors were open and the lights were lit inside. As soon as I shut off the pickup trucks motor and got out and stretched from such a long drive, I heard the familiar loud metal clanging sound of steel weights coming from inside the barn. My grandmother had been lifting weights four times a day, six days a week for the past six months straight and by now she had  gotten so freaking huge, it was starting to get more then a little scary just being around her! As I looked into the barn by now it didn't surprise me any more seeing my grandmother's powerfully strong, freakishly huge, ripped muscular female physique lifting hundreds of pounds of steel weights, but my jaw dropped when I saw how my grandmother was dressed! My grandmother was wearing a light blue sports bra that barely covered her massively huge muscular breasts, and a very tight matching light blue thong! These were clothes that I'd never thought I'd see on my 63 year old grandmother, for she used to be so demure and decent on how she dressed for a woman of her own age................With her powerfully strong, freakishly huge, ripped muscular female physique, there was so much creamy white, muscular flesh to display that I didn't know what to look at first. My grandmother had her powerfully strong, freakishly huge, ripped muscular back towards me while doing bicep curls with four hundred pounds of steel weight disks on each side of her barbell. For a moment I thought that I had walked in on a much younger woman working out lifting weights, and hoped that my grandmother changed her mind and hired K.C. come back to be her farm manager. But who else could that freakishly huge, ripped muscular female physique belong to with the raven black hair styled behind her ears and down to her freakishly huge, ripped muscular shoulders, with a sparse fringe on top that my grandmother now normally wore her hair, to make herself look even younger then her 63 years of age for my benefit. Yet my grandmother's skin was so smooth, firm, and youthful looking as it shined with healthy muscle tone and a fine sheen of perspiration on her creamy white skin. My grandmother's two very broad and powerful looking shoulders with their freakishly huge, thick ripped slabs of dense muscle down the center of her back, which also formed the two steep slopes of her freakishly huge, thickly ripped muscular trap muscles from her neck to her shoulders. The huge girth of my grandmother's thickly ripped lats created such a dramatic hour glass figure as they flowed steeply into my grandmother's now narrower muscular waist. Although in reality my grandmother's muscular waist was still quite larger then most women's were, before it flowed out to her two wide thickly muscular hips and into her very ample, thickly muscular, bubble shaped rear end. My grandmother's ample thickly muscular, bubble shaped rear end resembled two solid steely sized bowling balls. Then as she bent forward to put down the eight hundred pound steel barbell that she had been doing bicep curls with, those two solid steely sized bowling ball buttocks thrust out forwards towards me. "HOLY SHIT!" I thought to myself as I couldn't help the strong growth of an erection in my jeans from this sight, for they were the sexiest, hardest, and most muscular buttocks that I've ever seen on any woman before in my entire young life! Yes they were not only two overly ample steely sized bowling balls, but they were also extremely round, hard, that the back of her tiny light blue thong was indecently scanty, barely a strip of light blue material that became wedged up the ass crack between her two, steely sized bowling ball, bubble shaped buttocks, showing them off in full bloom! I then saw the defined hugely thick, ripped muscles on my grandmother's inner thighs and the long strong hills of her defined hugely thickly, ripped muscular hamstrings running up and down the back of her legs. {AND WHAT A VIEW THAT WAS!}...................Then my grandmother looked over her freakishly huge, ripped muscular right shoulder and saw me standing at the open barn door watching her working out lifting weights, she said with a warm smile on her face; "Oh Jimmy I'm glad you've finally back from Fairfax Virginia. I was so busy doing my last weight lifting workout for the week that I didn't hear you drive up. Now that you've back with my new custom steel weight disks we could unload them so I could finish my weight lifting workout." "No problem D.J." I replied; "But these new steel weight disks that you've custom ordered are extremely heavy and a man with a folk lift had to load them on to the back of your pickup truck for me." "I'm quite sure Jimmy with these big strong female muscles." My grandmother said almost like she was bragging about herself as she flexed her powerfully strong, hugely thick, ripped muscular left bicep, that swelled up as large as a fully inflated basketball in size, with thick blue pencil sized veins pulsating around it; "That I could easily unload and carry them into the barn by myself." AND SHE DID! My grandmother easily carried four huge, extremely heavy custom made steel weight disks from the pickup, and straight into the barn by herself, till they were all unloaded from the back of her pickup truck. After she installed the new custom made steel weight disks to her barbells and dumbbells, my grandmother continued to do her last weight lifting workout for the week, and she even invited me to stay and be her towel boy so I could wipe off the sweat on her powerfully strong, hugely thickly, ripped muscular female physique every so often, AND I QUICKLY JUMPED AT THE CHANCE TO DO THAT! End Of Part 5