Mountain Visit
When I was much, much younger than I
am now (18 to be exact), my family took a vacation in the mountains of
How did I learn this? Well, no matter where I looked during that
vacation, there were women and girls with bigger muscles than I’d ever seen on
anyone back home.
When we first arrived in the small
town of
I was at that awkward point in my
life where I felt like I always had to act “cool” no matter what the situation
was. Sometimes I felt like I was the
last 18 year old virgin on the face of the earth, so I did what I could to hide
that. Where ever I went, I walked like I
was something special and important… and even a little bit better than everyone
else. So I figured that this town would
be the same as everywhere else… except they’d think I was totally AWESOME since
I was from the city! I was sure that
they’d all be very impressed by the things I knew about big city life and the
“real” world outside of this little town.
We were staying at a campground just
on the edge of town, this was where I learned my first lesson about life in the
country. I just assumed that everyone
here was on vacation, just like us… nothing could be father from the
truth! Having lived in the city my whole
life, the only time I ever saw a trailer park (which I only knew as a
“campground”) was when we were on vacation.
It never once occurred to me that the people with the really cool and
permanent looking trailers LIVED there!
My folks had gone back into town to
pick up some food and supplies for the week, so I stayed behind and started
setting up our tents. As I was setting
up camp, a girl walked by who appeared to be about the same age as me and she
was carrying an infant. I just assumed
she was either walking with her little brother or was babysitting for someone.
She came over to us and said with a
big smile, “Hi! My name’s Millie and this here’s my lil’ brother Cody, he’s two
and a half. What’s yer name?” She was close to the same height as me, but
there was something remarkably different about her than the girls I knew back
at home! She had bigger arms than the
biggest football player in school!
I answered while trying to clear my
throat, “I’m Johnny, we’re here for 2 weeks.
How ‘bout you?”
She gave a laugh and said, “Oh
sugar, we’re here for life as far as I know.
This here’s where we live. We’re
set up in this lot right next to you. My
Ma and Pop are down yonder at the end of this row. I got some brothers and sisters in here too.”
I looked at her with intrigue and
said, “Oh, so your family owns this place, huh?
Its really nice. We just got
here, but I like it so far.”
She smiled again with a slightly sad
look in here eyes and said, “Well, we don’t exactly own the whole place, but we
own what we own. I guess you could put
it that way.”
When she said that, it was like a
big light bulb went off in my head and I finally understood that this was her
home… and not just a vacation resort.
Hence, my first lesson on this trip.
I immediately perked up and said,
“Well, it’s gotta be really cool living somewhere that people want to come for
their vacation. No one ever chooses to
visit where I live.”
The sadness from her eyes drifted
down to her smile as she said, ”Well, visitin’ here’s one thang, livin’ here’s
somethin’ diff’rent. I like it here and
all, but I’ll bet where yer from is pretty cool too… even if no one visits.”
I shrugged my shoulders and said, “I
suppose life where I’m from is pretty awesome compared to here. We’ve got lots of things to do back
there. What do kids do for fun here?”
“Oh, lots of stuff. Not sure a slick city boy like you’d be into
none of it though.” Her attitude toward
became less friendly and she said, “We make do with what we got ‘round here and
we don’t need to fancy places to go to have fun. We just make our own fun.”
I could see the muscles in her
forearms tensing as she was holding her son, so I thought it best to back down
on the “big city” approach with her and just be friendly.
I replied, “I didn’t mean to offend
you Millie. I was just wondering what
people do around here for fun. Its my
first trip here, so I really don’t know a thing about what’s here.”
Millie eased her attitude again and
said, “I’m sorry Johnny, I just get defensive sometimes when city folk walk in
here like they own the place, that’s all.”
I smiled and said, “Don’t worry
about none of that stuff from me. I’m on
your turf here. Besides, seeing your
arms, I don’t think I want to do anything you make you mad at me.”
She gave me a quizzical look and
said, “Whatcha mean about my arms? They
ain’t no diff’rent than any other girl’s.”
I was flabbergasted by this. How on earth could she think that her arms
were like “any other girl’s”?
I then said, “Are you kidding
me? You’ve got the biggest muscles I’ve
ever seen on a girl… or a boy, for that matter.”
She sat her brother down and told
him to run on home. Then she looked at
her arms and curled them up a few times while checking and rubbing her
biceps. “Like I said, don’t know what
you mean by that. My arms are just like
any other girl’s ‘round here. I guess
they grow ‘em small back in the city, huh?”
At this moment, I felt something I
never expected in a million years. I
started to feel a slight stirring in my pants.
There was something about this girl that was making me excited, but I
didn’t know what it was. Sure, she was a
pretty girl, but that wasn’t it… it was something else. She was a little bit heavy, but not too fat
though. The one thing about her that was
different than I’d ever seen was her muscles.
They were just BIG!
Then it hit me like a ton of
bricks! I was getting excited by the
fact that she had muscles! I guess I
never knew I had a thing for women with muscles because I’d never seen one
before… well, not in person anyway.
After all these thoughts raced
through my head, I gathered myself and said, “Maybe they just ‘grew em’ big up
here in
When I said that, I thought about
how I worded it and wished I had done it differently. I really didn’t want to seem like I was
coming onto her. A girl this pretty had
to have a boyfriend.
She gave me a slightly seductive
look and said, “So, yer girls back home got nuthin’ on me, huh? So you sayin’ you think I’m pretty?”
At this point, my lack of smoothness
started to show and I stammered for an answer to that. I didn’t want to say “yes” because I didn’t
want to be target practice for some redneck with a gun, but I didn’t want to
say “no” and insult her either.
I just stood there for a second struggling
for the right words when she said, “Oh, I’m a just teasin’ ya silly! You don’t need to go wrenchin’ yer brain for
an answer. If you don’t think I’m
pretty, that’s okay.” The smile faded
from her face as she finished saying that.
I then knew what I had to say, “Oh
no, it’s not that at all. Sure, I think
you’re pretty. I was just saying that
girls back home don’t got muscles like you.”
She then curled up her right arm
forcing her bicep to tighten the sleeve of her shirt and said, “Well, I guess
we just gotta work a bit harder out here where we ain’t got all the better
things in life. Suppose that’s how come
we all got bigger muscles than yer city girls.”
She then raised her right arm up, pulled back her sleeve and flexed her
muscle real hard.
At that time, I’d never seen
anything like it… and my reaction proved that point, “Holy shit!!! That’s the biggest muscle I’ve ever
seen!!!” Looking back on that moment, I
almost think I said it loud enough for my friends all the way back in the city
to hear me.
She immediately dropped her arm and
turned beat red! She turned away from me
for a second and I thought she was going to walk away, but she turned back
around and said, “Ain’t no boy ever said nuthin’ about my muscles like
that. I just always thought they were
normal. You tellin’ me they ain’t?”
The level of sincerity in my voice
began to increase and I said, “Oh hell no.
Your muscles are bigger than the biggest guys in my school. I can’t believe that all the girls here are
like you.”
She then gave me a sly smile and
said, “I ain’t say they’re exactly like me.
We arm wrestle something, I almost always win… against the boys
too. I just thought I was a little strong,
that’s all. When you grow up lugging
buckets of coal, railroad ties, fire wood and stuff like that, you don’t think
about havin’ muscles, you just got ‘em from workin.”
“Well, whatever you’ve been doing
your whole life, its sure given you some big muscles. So, what’s there to do around here anyway.”
She took me by the hand and said,
“Well, since yer here all alone, let me show you ‘round the place. I’ll show you some of the stuff we do fer
fun.”
Who was I to argue? I said, “Okay, let me just leave a note for
my folks, they should be back in a bit.”
I scribbled down a note for my
parents and started off on what I would later see as one of the best days of my
life.
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We started our way down the gravel
road of the campground. It became pretty
clear to me that this was her HOME. Every
person we passed knew her by name, and vice versa. As we continued, we were just making small
talk. She was asking lots of questions
about life in the city and I was just telling her what it was like. There really wasn’t any depth to what I was
saying, but I could tell that she was fascinated by “my” world… so I did
embellish just a little bit.
At the end of the roadway, there was
a clearing that opened up to a big, beautiful lake. This was one of the attractions that made my
Dad want to come here. He loved fishing
and boating, even though he wasn’t any good at either of them.
Millie and I got there just as the
sun was beginning to set and she said, “How ‘bout we go down to the end of the
dock and watch the sunset?” She then
reached over and placed her hand in mine… ever so gently.
With the changing color of the sky,
she looked even prettier than before so I answered, “It would be my honor to
watch the sunset with you.”
That must have touched her in the
right place because a blushing smile came across her face and she tightened her
grip on my hand… almost to the point where it hurt.
We strolled down to the end of the
dock and sat with our bare feet dangling over the water. She was still firing away questions about
life in the city. Then she caught me off
guard with one.
She asked, “I’ll bet you got lots of
girlfriends back there in the city, huh?”
For a second I thought about
pretending that I was a “ladies man” with lots of girls, but then I decided to
be honest… good choice! I answered, “Well,
I’ve got some girls who are friends, but I don’t have a girlfriend back home.”
She smiled and said, “Well, I ain’t
got no boyfriend either. How ‘bout you
and I go to the dance we’re havin’ tonight?”
“Today must be my lucky day!” I
thought to myself. I then said, “That
sounds great. Is that what people do for
fun up here?”
Her smile faded a bit, “Well, I hope
you don’t get bored with it or nuthin, I was just thinkin’ we’d have a good
time together.”
I smiled at her with a warm smile
and said, “Well, if its gonna be anything like the time I spent walking and
talking with you, I know I’m gonna have a blast!”
She then leaned over and kissed me
on the cheek and said, “Well, ain’t you just the sweetest thang Johnny!”
Now it was my turn to blush a little
bit. I then said, “Just being honest
Millie, you’re a pretty cool girl.”
She then abruptly changed subjects
and asked, “So what’d you think ‘bout my muscles when you first saw ‘em?”
I was speechless for a second because
I didn’t know how exactly to say “they got me a little hard” without sounding
like a total pervert. I finally
answered, “Well, I thought they were pretty cool actually. Like I said, girls where I’m from don’t have
muscles like that… even the strong ones.”
Devilishly playful look came across
Millie’s face as she said, “So yer sayin’ that you like my muscles then? You like it when I make them do this?” She then rolled back the sleeve on her
T-Shirt and flexed the biggest, hardest bicep I’d ever seen in my life. “Go ahead and feel it. I’ve got a feelin’ that you want to.”
I did just as she thought I
would. Without saying a word, both my
hands were on her mountainous biceps.
They were harder than I ever thought a muscle could be.
While I was still squeezing her
muscle, she said, “Ah, I see you DO like it.
Whatcha think about this?” She
then started repeatedly flexing arms as I kept my hands wrapped around her
muscles. Each time she brought her arm
up, she’d flex as hard as she could… almost to the point where she was shaking
from the exertion.
I just sat there silently exploring
and testing her massive biceps. I’d
never seen anything like it and I found myself unable to pull myself away from
it. In the back of my mind I was
thinking to myself, “How could I have never known that I was this attracted to
girls with muscles?”
Whatever the reason for this curious
attraction I had for Millie’s muscles, it was starting to show… and she
noticed!
While I was feeling her muscles, she
glanced down at my shorts to see a bulge with a small wet spot at the end of
it. She cooed and said, “Wow, you really
do like these big ‘mountain girl’ muscles of mine, don’t you?”
I finally broke from my silent
trance and stammered to put together a coherent though. I said something like, “Oh, uh… that’s um…
that’s just an, um… an extra sock, um… that I carry sometimes, um… that’s all
it is.”
Millie gave me a look that
immediately told me that she knew that was bullshit as much as I did. She then said, “Johnny, don’t be
embarrassed. I’ve never had a boy even
notice that I have muscle. Heck, I never
even knew they were anything special myself.
And here I find out that I can get a cute city boy like yerself this
excited just by lettin’ you feel ‘em.
I’m totally flattered Johnny, please don’t be embarrassed!”
Before I could say a word, she
leaned over and softly put her lips on mine and began to kiss me. Being the non-stud that I was, I really
didn’t know how to kiss a girl, but whatever I was doing, it was working for
her because she was giving off very soft moans and showed no sign of wanted to
stop.
Just when I thought things couldn’t
get any better, a loud voice shattered our “moment”. It was Millie’s Dad. I turned around to see a scraggly balding,
bearded man that was built like a brick wall.
“Girl, I’ve been lookin’ all over for yer ass. Now run yer fat ass into town and pick up
some more wood for the stove.” “And you
there boy. What you think yer doin’ with
my daughter there? Don’t let me catch
you messin’ around wit her agin… you got that?!”
I really wanted to tell to get the
hell out of here and to not talk to Millie like that, but there was something
so menacing about him, that I didn’t dare say anything at all… I just sat
there.
Millie whispered to me, “I’m so
sorry about him, meet me at the pavilion later for the dance, okay?”
I nodded and she was off.
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I just sat there at the end of the dock for… well, I don’t remember how
long… just thinking about what had just happened. I was so confused and had so many thoughts
racing through my head. “Why didn’t I
know I liked girls with big muscles?” “Does liking a girl with muscles make me
gay… because guys are suppose to have muscles?”
“Do all the girls out here have muscles like Millie?” “Is Millie’s Dad going to have a good old
fashion lynching with me if I look at her again and he catches me?”
All these thoughts circling in my head and I didn’t have an answer to
one of them… not a single one! I felt
like my whole life and everything I knew about the world and myself had just
been turned upside down in a matter of hours… all because of this mountain girl
named Millie.
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After I finished cooking up some burgers over the fire with my folks, I
told them that I had heard about a dance at the pavilion that night and I was
going to check it out to see if I could meet anyone my age to hang out with.
Fortunately my parents were very cool about things like this. My Dad said, “Go ahead Johnny, have a blast…
just don’t go flirting with too many of these mountain girls. They’re a strong breed of woman.”
I just looked at him quizzically and said, “No problem Dad.” How did he know that the girls up her were a
“stronger breed”, as he put it? Maybe
when he and Mom went into town he saw all the other girls around here and
couldn’t help but notice their muscles?
Whatever he meant by that comment, I just brushed it off and started to
get ready for my ‘date’ with Millie. I
was on “cloud nine” thinking about the extreme luck that I was having
here. I’ve already scored a kiss and a
date on the first day of our vacation. I
was really excited about the potentials that this trip held.
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I got up to the pavilion and I immediately felt like a fish out of
water. I was wearing the same type of clothes
that I’d wear to pretty much anything back home… and I stuck out like a sore
thumb in this crowd. I was wearing the
standard ‘polo’ shirt and khaki shorts that everyone wears back home. Well, pretty much everyone here was wearing
jeans, cut-offs or overalls. It was VERY
clear that I was from out of town and that I didn’t have to work all day.
With this being the case, I just kinda kept my distance and waited for
Millie to show up.
I’d been there for a good thirty minutes when a couple of the guys came
over and started “in” on me. They were
about the same height as me, but definitely a lot stronger looking. The one said to the others while pointing at
me, “Well lookie what we got here… another one of those dern fancy clothes
wearin’ city boys. Bet you think yer
better than us, don’t you city boy?”
Before I could say anything, another guy had come around behind me and
pushed me in the back. I fell to the
ground while they all had a good laugh at my expense. “Look at yer pretty clothes now city boy. Ain’t lookin’ so fancy now, are ya… ARE YA?”
I just got up without saying a word hoping that I could just walk away
without getting into anything with them.
Lord knows that I probably couldn’t have even taken one of them in a
fight, let alone three!
“Git yer fancy ass back over here city boy. We ain’t done talkin’ with ya yet.”
I turned around and started to say, “Look guys, I’m here on vacation and
I’m not looking for…”
Before I could finish my sentence, they pushed me back down to the dirt
again and said, “I think this here city boy’s lookin’ fer a good ass whoopin’,
wouldn’t ya say fellas?”
Hearing that, I scrambled to get up so I could get the hell out of
there, but two of them grabbed me before I could get away. The one looked at me and said, “We seen yer
kind up here before and yer not welcome here.”
Just as he drew back to punch me, someone threw a punch to the left side
of his face and knocked him out cold!
The other guys that were holding me threw me to the ground and went
after who ever hit their friend. Well,
by the time I got to my feet, I saw Millie standing there, looking even
prettier than before standing over three guys laying out cold on the ground. She came over to me and helped me brush off
the dirt and said, “Them damn guys are such assholes. They just don’t like people because they’re
diff’rent… are you okay?”
“Oh, I’m fine Millie. I take it
these guys aren’t exactly friends of yours?”
She looked at me and said, “Are you kiddin’ me, those guys ain’t even
friends with each other. I tell ya, they
ain’t nuthin’ but trouble. I’m just glad
I got here when I did. Glad they didn’t
do nuthin’ to ya.”
Even though I had just been totally rescued by a girl with muscles
bigger than I’ve ever seen, the typical male ego couldn’t be held back, “I was
fine Millie, I was just about to let loose on those guys.”
She just laughed at my “macho” act and said, “Yeah, that’s what it
looked like to me too. What do you say
we stroll back down to the lake where we were interrupted earlier.”
She certainly didn’t need to twist my arm to get me to go with her, “I
would be honored to accompany you to the lakeside for a splendid evening…
especially looking as pretty as you do tonight.”
She just laughed again and said, “Yer one smooth talker, you know
that. I’d better keep an eye on you.”
As we walked down to the lake, she grabbed a hold of my hand leaned in
to give me a peck on the cheek. I said
to her, “What was that for? Not that I’m
complaining.”
She said, “Well, it’s just nice to finally have a guy ‘round that knows
how to treat a girl. Most guys ‘round
here are pretty mean and don’t ever say nuthin’ nice. I know I ain’t even known you a day yet, but
there’s somethin’ special ‘bout you Johnny.”
Before I could even open my mouth to respond to her, she swept me up off
the ground in her powerful arms and continued walking to the lake. She then said, “I saw how much you liked my
muscles, so I thought that you might enjoy a little lift.”
I just laid there in her muscular arms in amazement over how strong she
was. I weighed about 180 pounds (82kg)
and she wasn’t showing the least bit of strain on her face. I looked at her and said, “You don’t even
know how strong you are, do you? Do you know
how heavy I am?”
She just smiled and said, “Sure I know how strong I am, I just never
gave it no thought. I know what I can
lift and how long I can carry it. And I
know I can carry you just ‘bout as long as I please.”
I placed my hand across her shoulders which were as muscular and solid
as her arms. I tell ya, this girl was
nothing but muscles… truly like nothing I’d ever seen before in my life.
We finally got down to the end of the dock and she sat me down. Much to my amazement, she had carried me for
about 5 minutes and didn’t show the slightest sign of being tired… but her
muscles did look even more powerful than they did earlier that day. I said to her, “I just can’t believe how
strong you are.”
She smiled and raised both arms in a double biceps flex and said, “Like
I said, us mountain girls got muscles like yer city girls ain’t ever even
dreamed of!” “Come on and feel ‘em
again… I liked it when you touched my muscles earlier.”
I stepped toward her and placed a hand on each arms and began to massage
her enormous muscles. While I was
rubbing and feeling them, I was trying to imagine just how big they were. The size of a lemon? No, bigger than that… and orange? Nope, even bigger! I’d say about the size of grapefruits.
While I was massaging her muscles, I could hear her beginning to coo
again and she started repeatedly flexing her arms for me. She then said, “You like it when I make ‘em
swell up like this, don’t you?”
I just nodded and she kept on flexing for me. My attention was so focused on her muscles
that I was totally caught off guard when she leaned in and started kissing
me. We kissed passionately for, what
seemed like hours. My hands roamed over
every inch of her body that I could reach… and every inch of her was rock-solid
muscle.
She finally broke our embrace and said, “What do you say to a little
moon lit boat ride?”
I smiled widely and said, “That sounds like a great idea… you got a
boat?”
“Course I do silly, its right over here.”
We hopped in the boat and I immediately sat down where the oars were and
set up to row us out into the water. She
gave me a funny look and said, “Just what do you think yer doin’?”
I answered without even thinking, “Well, since I’m the guy, I was gonna
row us out into the lake.”
She leaned over and gave me a kiss on the cheek again and said, “I swear
you gotta be the sweetest guy in the whole world Johnny. But leave the ‘muscle work’ to these arms,
okay.” She then flexed both of her arms
and smiled.
I graciously stepped aside and she grabbed an oar in each hand and
started us out into the water. Before I
knew it, we were almost flying across the water. Fortunately the moon was almost full that
night, so there was plenty of light and I could see her muscles working as she
rowed across the calm lake. What a sight
that was. I just sat there and watched
one ripple after another run across her powerful body. I was so focused on watching her, that I
didn’t even realize that I was staring and she was talking to me.
She said, “Hey Johnny, are you gonna answer me or just stare?”
“Oh um, I’m sorry Millie, what were you saying?”
She said, “I was asking you if you liked watching me row this boat… I
take it yer answer is YES.”
I smiled and leaned in for a kiss.
She stopped me and said, “Hold yer horses for a second stallion. Let me drop anchor first.” She reached behind herself and grabbed a
cinder block tied to a long, heavy rope and tossed it into the water like it
weighed nothing at all.
“There we go. Don’t gotta worry
about floatin’ away now. Now where were
we?” She then grabbed me and pulled me
almost on top of her and started kissing me with more passion than I’d ever
felt in my life. Within seconds my cock
was fully erect and she knew it.
She stopped for a second and said, “Oh, I see that you got a big muscle
of your own down there. Since you got to
feel mine, I should get to feel yours.”
Without a word from me, she unzipped my pants and pulled them off. There I lay before her fully erect and ready
for action… if I only knew how to actually do the “action” part!
She must have sensed my nervousness because she said, “Don’t you worry
‘bout a thing there Johnny, you just leave everything to me and follow my
lead.”
Who was I to argue with that. I
was about to cross that “finish line” that I’d been looking forward to for
through my entire time in high school.
And I was going to do it with a girl that had a body like I’ve never
seen before… and never even knew I was attracted to before.
She pulled my cock out of my underwear and said, “My my, you sure got a
big one for a fancy city boy, don’t you?”
I smiled and said, “You’re the first girl to ever hold it like that.”
A surprised look came across her face and she said, “Well guess I better
do somethin’ special with it then.”
She had me get up on my knees and she knelt down in front of me and put
my cock at the inside of her elbow and said, “Let’s just see what my muscles
can do for ya like this.”
She closed her forearm on my dick until it was firmly held in
place. She leaned over licked the tip
and started flexing her huge biceps by turning her wrist in and out. She then started flexing other arm and my
hands went right for it. I grabbed a
hold of that huge muscle and rubbed and caressed every inch of that hard
mountain of a muscle as she continued to “flex fuck” me.
I’d like to say that I held out for a long time, but within two minutes,
I shot a load that cleared the side of the boat and splashed in the water.
I laid back on the boat and Millie cuddled up next to me and held me
tight (but not too tight). She said, “Oh
Johnny, I know I just met you, but I’m really gonna miss you when you go.”
I smiled and said, “Don’t you go worrying your muscles off. I’m gonna be close than you think. I’m going away to college in the fall and
I’ll be in Charleston… just a few hours away.
I’ll be close enough that I can come out here pretty much any time I
want.”
She smiled happily and gave me a strong, jubilant hug and said, “Oh
Johnny, I never dreamed that I’d be with a college man… I feel like the
luckiest girl in the world right now.”
When she said that I thought to myself, “I just found the perfect woman
and 24 hours ago I didn’t even realize that this is what perfection was… I
think that makes me the luckiest man in the world!”
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That was just day one of a 2 week adventure in Woodrow, West Virginia
with my new-found love of female muscularity.
I only wonder what could happen over the next thirteen days!