Grow So Fast

They grow so fast theses days!

They moved into their new home on a Thursday. Simba was tired, he’d had a rough day as it was and now he had to and help his brother to move boxes into their new place, him, his brother and his brother's new wife. She had to be at work so it was just them. Even though he was hauling around a lot of stuff he couldn’t help contemplate his situation. Firstly he was 17 and in college, secondly he was living with his brother in a totally foreign country to his own on a totally different continent. The part of Africa he was from was similar in many ways to America but in so many others vastly different. Now he worked on campus as a computer assistant.

A week later he had learned his new bus route and taken it home after work. As he slipped the card in the slot to enter the complex a "U-Haul" pulled up to the gate and went in. Later when Simba was coming back from the Jacuzzi He saw a Chevy Impala with tinted windows shaking back and forth sideways. Being a guy he immediately assumed the obvious, that a new life was being conceived right now in the back seat. Then he noticed the open trunk and that someone was standing there trying to lift something out of the trunk, they were obviously very strong because the poor sedan was imitating something out of a 70's night-club. Simba was about to be on his way when he heard, "Owe, FUCK that hurt!"

'Okay, someone needs help', Simba thought. He casually walked around the trunk as he looked around it. He saw two of the most ripped oversized arms ever. They constantly flexed and buckled with an iron grasp on something that would stubbornly not be lifted out the trunk. As he emerged into full view he beheld 6 feet and 185lbs of feminine power. The woman's blue shirt with its ripped off sleeves exposed her King-Kong arms. The knee-high jeans showed off her awesome multi-veined, multi-ridged calves. They looked like some kind of mutated fruit. Her face was somewhat sweaty but very pleasant; her hair was short and red.

"Err, maam, you okay? I heard, err, you and you seemed......, anyway I thought you were hurt or something. Do, you need any help or something?" He startled her and she looked at him abruptly, and then smiled.

"Oh, hi, sorry about that I didn’t mean to curse like that my hand just got stuck for a second trying to get this damn thing out, I don’t know how we ever got it in there. I don’t need any help but thank you so much for offering."

"Oh you're welcome; we just moved in, I’m Simba by the way we live just over there."

"Simba! What an interesting name, hi I'm Debra and what a coincidence we're just moving in here too, me and my daughter Jeneane .You African?"

"In the flesh! I've bin here about 4 months now. So what you got there some dumbbells?"

Simba figured it would make an appropriate joke considering she looked like Hercules. She smiled and said "Oh, not quite actually its part of a weight machine, it wouldn’t fit in the "U-haul" you know one those large trucks?"

"Yeah I know em we used one. Err, have you tried folding the rear seat back and pushing it through there and out the rear door?" She looked puzzled and awed by his genius.

"Err, nooo." So they tried it and got the seat down and the long piece of galvanized steel out and she and Simba carried it to her new door though she probably never needed his help for that. They took it into their garage full of weights and machines and set it down.

"Simba you're a God-send, please let me pour you a glass of something, if I can find the glasses."

"Oh, that’s okay Debra, thank you, though, anything else I can help you with?"

"Oh no we'll be fine .J’s in the bathroom she can help me, bin in there for a while though, taking a crap I guess." Simba laughed, Americans were so blunt sometimes. Just then a toilet flushed and he heard footsteps leading to the door then back in and into the room they were in.

A girl, no, an angel walked in. Her daughter was beautiful and probably the sole cause of every erection known to man. Her hair was red too, it was longer than Debra's but only came down to her ears and it was perfectly straight, it hung like a boy's hair giving her a bit of a tom-boy look. Simba compared her to the girl from the video game "Final Fantasy X-2" but way stronger and sexier. Then he noticed her body. Every cell in his body went “WHOA!" Like mother like.....you know the rest. Her slender shoulders were broad, connecting to flawlessly shaped biceps the size of Simba's but her hands could not have been more feminine. Her superb breasts were held captive only by a red tank top tied to her torso by straps so her back was exposed. Down her sides a ridge of abdominals could be seen making its brawny way into her small "Nike" shorts. Simba loved any woman with a pack on her belly. Out of those small shorts branched two of the most superbly lean but muscular thighs. Deep crevices of muscle were all over them from the top to her knee. Her calves reminded him of Wonder-Woman; they certainly looked like they could stop a train mid-track. They left little gap in between when her legs were together, like two halves of s diamond.

"Oh there you are mom; I thought you were outside, oh, hi."

Simba just waved, instinct told him that if he tried to talk he'd probably just stutter.

"Simba, this is my daughter, Jeneane. Jeneane, this is Simba he helped me carry the support bar for the lat-pull down machine while you were having a one on one with the toilet."

"MOM! Hi Simba, nice name"

"Isn’t it? He’s actually from Africa .Simba and his family just moved in."

She gave him a sexily firm hand-shake. Her bicep flexed rigidly as she did, his didn’t do that.

"You must not speak English too well yet, then huh?" What an insult, he could speak English better than most of the people he'd met, his grammar was almost superb he even had a bit of a British accent ,and he had a 4.0 GPA he wasn’t going to take that from any hot chick, even if her mom was the incredible hulkess.

"On the contrary actually I can speak English okay, we speak it a lot back home"

"Honey, don’t be rude"

"Ooops sorry I didn’t know, I just figured"

"That’s okay, I get that a lot some people think I have a pet lion or something." he made her giggle her smile was sublime, perfection itself. Her eyes had a seductive quality to them in their green mysteriousness. Her cute pointy nose made her look mischievous.

"So you guys work-out a lot huh? But I guess that’s kind of obvious huh?-duh Simba!" he said slapping himself. They both smiled modestly at the compliment

"Obvious for her maybe but I only use these machines here and there"

"She's fibbing”, her mother cut in,” she works out in here every day just like I do; a lot of this stuff is new, though."

"Yeah it looks like you guys are having a sale or something. You could rent this garage out if you wanted beats riding all the way to Planet Fitness."

"Hey we were just thinking of selling all this and joining that gym, what a coincidence you're a member there?"

"Yeah, I ride over on my bike so I don’t have to use the tread mill."

"Neither does J here Simba you're looking at the only 17 year-old female tri-athlete in Florida. She’d rather ride 5 miles, swim 1, and then run 7 more for cardio."

"Err, WOW! You’re a tri-athlete?"

"More like adrenaline/fitness freak actually but yeah" They were quiet for an awkward second until Debra cut the silence. "Say Simba if you ever wanna workout and you don’t feel like riding out to the Planet or its raining or something you can just come over use ours if either of us is here we'll let you in, just call or something, right Jeneane?"

"Err, absolutely that is unless you mind?"

"Not at all, thank you very much, that’ll be cool"

"When's your next workout?” the angel asked .Her mom looked at her with a look that said 'what are you doing?’. She gave her back one that said 'it was your idea!’. Picking this up Simba decided hey what the hell, there was no way this happened often.

"I was going to ride over later on tonight around six, why?"

"Do you wanna start tonight because that’s when we workout, you doing anything then, J?” She shook her head in a charming fashion.

"Really!? That’d be awesome you could give me some tips and stuff."

"That’s what I do, I’m a personal trainer/aspiring actress/model for the highest bidder, you know, magazines like 'Flex' "

And so it was that Simba came to know his new neighbors well and learned how they both looked so fabulous .The first night their house was still, pretty much trashed full of their boxes, but their garage, their weight machines, their supplements, their dumbbells and weights disks were immaculately arranged. Simba had stuck around and helped move more stuff till he was sweaty again they both looked grateful to have him. He’d gone home at around 4pm then eaten and slept till about 5:55.He was moderately knocking at their door at 6 on the dot that was his nature. Plus he longed to see Jeanine’s muscles again, the girl was strong, he didn’t know how many hard-ons he'd gotten for her and her mom when, ever he saw her m-shaped triceps. Also whenever he saw her J. incredibly beautiful ass, he wanted to scream "hallelujah".

The angel herself opened the door clad in the same shorts as before but in a purple bikini top this time. She was sweaty too; her perfectly tanned skin glistened in the light within. J. looked even more cut and vascular than before.

"Sorry, we started without you but there's still plenty of.....of.....of energy to go around." That was it, she wanted him at least that was his conclusion, he new better than to try and understand women's signs. Added to that she gave him a small peck on the cheek then added,

"Thanks for this afternoon."

"Sure, anytime, anytime at all, you can make it up to me by, err, giving me some tips."

"Sure, but I have trouble 'keeping my form perfect' sometimes."

"That’s cool so long as you 'complete the set' and get some good ‘recovery time in between'."

"I'll remember that..........African Boy"

"You do that”. Her seductive look was back, her green eyes glistened, her lips pursed in an attractive, mischievous smile.

"Wanna hit the Jacuzzi after this?" You are no-doubt wondering who asked this question, it was her. When he agreed she said, "Excellent, I’ll meet you there so you can go home and get a towel, okay?"

Even on a guy, Simba had not yet seen such tremendously powerful trapezius muscle. To some this would be exaggerating but Debra was indeed very powerfully built to say the absolute least. Debra’s back, shoulders and lats volumized to implausible size as she worked on her upper body. Pulling ridiculous numbers too, 350 lat pull-down, 435 swat (she demonstrated), 90 curls, 350 chest-press, all for no-less than 12 reps, she too had on only a bikini top to show off her immense torso.

"I've been getting mushy lately, too much good food. It was my birthday, then, Thanksgiving, then Christmas, so I have about 5 pounds of dead-weight I don’t want, I think its all going into my quads, here feel, Simba. Go ahead don’t be nervous, it’s just us, they can probably crush the shit out of you but they don’t bite." He felt the extraordinary muscles as she flexed them till they were as rock solid as they looked .It was like trying to compress a monster-truck's tire, it just wouldn’t give. The pulsating arteries and veins spread across its surface. They were straight out of a comic book .The only body-part in the room equally as hard was you know what.

"I don't think so, maam."

"Why thank you Simba. Well I've got to go and take a shower and get some work done, have a script to read over. I got a part playing an unsatisfied customer in a Buick commercial so I'll see you guys later. Simba, thank you so very much, I wanna see you come over often, I like you. Jeneane, you be nice to him no bull-shit, good-night kids, ya'll be good." As she left Simba figured that since she had a body like that she could afford to be as blunt as she liked but he thought she was a cool mom. Debi was not like the inhibited conservatism he was used to.

The door closed and they stared at it for a full 10 seconds making sure it wouldn't burst open again because she'd forgotten somthing.3 seconds later they were locked in a vicious kiss that wouldn't even make it on cable, uncensored. He looked into her green eyes and said,

"C’mon, you’re American is that all you've got, put your back into it!" He kissed her again this time she squeezed his ribs with her arms till he couldn't inhale anymore through his nose, then he had to stop.

"How’s that for some American muscle, Afro-boy"

"Hey don’t call me that, this is a $15.00 haircut." He kissed her again this time grapping her perfect ass and cupping it in his large hand while exploring her ripped back with his other. Her hands were already in the restricted area and had made it past security (his "Reeboks" pants).The hand was already choking the bishop. Her other hand caressed his hard chest so tensed it to impress her.

"Are you ready for a full-body workout!?” She asked.

"Yeah, I’d say I'm about ready 'to do a few reps', I might need to get spotted though, if you know what I mean."

She only smiled then walked off to one machine and started working her biceps, then they did their quads .A combination Simba found odd but watching those two erection-causing premature-ejaculation-provoking legs go to job was like driving a BMW M3,an exhilarating experience (As the author I reserve the right to compare female muscle to German super-cars-get over it!) .Occasionally he would spot her so she could do that extra rep but J pushed just as much as he did, It would not have been logical that she was that much if at all stronger, at least that’s what his ego said. But then male egos are like CNN they tell what you wanna hear. (Ps.-if you work for CNN I'm sorry I was just being funny, I love you guys, how's Saddam!?)

When they were done she kissed him and when he was going to kiss her back she backed off and said "Go get your towel”, then yelled out, "MOM, Simba’s leaving he says thank you!"

"Alright, bye honey and thanks again, remember come over when ever you want I love, we love your company!” Debi yelled from her room. J. gestured with her head to Simba to say go on.39 seconds later he standing in his room looking for his swimming briefs. He found them then put them on, grabbed his towel and his sandals then looked down at his already hardening penis.

"Well Captain ", he told it. “Let’s go take care of business."

Jeneane was already there in the tub; after all she had already been wearing a bathing suite. She was looking down into the bubbles of the steamy Jacuzzi .Pretending not to be horny or even turned on by his sexy abs or taut chest or brawny quads. Simba got into the water on the opposite side. She looked up waded across to him then sunk a kiss from hell into his lips, her tongue ravaged his mouth while she jerked him off till he was even harder .He kissed her solid pecs as she flexed them for him, then her abs .He felt like he was licking one of those naked Greek statues, her body was rock hard like Plexiglas but for her skin, it was baby soft.

Simba's finger found it way into her super-tight vagina .He also rubbed at her protrusive clitoris.

"Here's an encore of what you're in for Simba" She flexed her pussy muscles till his finger was completely immobilized within he couldn’t take it out.

"I know something that wants to trade places with that finger, don’t you?" J's legs were already around his pelvis, he just had to complete the motion.

Entering her was the most spectacular experience for Simba. He'd never gone this far before and with a girl who could bend a barbell and liked him. She rode his cock amidst the roaming bubbles of the Jacuzzi. Her movements were fluid, ironically, he wasn't making full penetration but it felt so good his moaning started to carry till Jeneane covered his mouth.

"I love this place but this isn’t the best place to do this c'mon baby" After a little more feeling they left the tub. They passed the keeper as he was on his way to lock up the pool area. The girl walked ahead of him, her ass glistening in the light of the lamp-posts of the little path, she led him to the Chevy and told him to wait. Jeneane returned keys in hand and they got into........you guessed it, the back seat, how typical, kids these days, huh?

"I've wanted you since you said you could speak English"

"Well if that’s all it took maybe you should pick your guys better"

"You cocky little prick, if I didn’t want to fuck you to a pulp, I’d kick your ass!"

"Oh God, I want you too Jeneane, I want you so bad"

"Didn't your mama ever tell you not to use the Lord's name in vane, now you have to be punished?" J. swallowed his whole penis then gently bit it while she looked up at him. She took it out and while was still moaning reached into the glove compartment and took out her mom's "emergency lotion" (women huh?).She smeared it on his dick then resumed jacking him off. Simba was experiencing absolute ecstasy, he had had sexual encounters but this made them all obsolete. Her hand moved super fast and her grip was phenomenal .Jeneane pumped and pumped at his dick till he came on her glistening abs, she rubbed the cum on them like lotion.

Knowing they couldn’t be seen the horny couple moved to the front seats and lowered the seat-backs. The muscular teenaged girl straddled her man; she gently tucked his cock into her pussy and slowly swallowed it whole this time till her ass was choking his balls. She looked into his eyes told him she loved him then began to fuck.

Her sexual appetite was unparallel .Jeneane had been horny since she was 11, no guy before Simba had actually screwed or been screwed by her only 4-play.Her had gotten pregnant with her at an early 15 so she never let Jeneane "go out and play" but understood how much she wanted to fuck someone so she spent a lot of time with her daughter. Now she was in bed and glad that her daughter had a new friend who was pure and didn’t look like he'd ever take advantage of her daughter, a workout buddy too so she wouldn’t always have to be there. She’d left them alone so soon so they could get to know each other. How ironic.

It was ironic because at this very moment that pure friend had his dick deep within her muscular pussy. Jeneane fucked unbelievably hard she was very strong and obviously had stamina for the both of them, she fucked Simba harder and harder until he was silent from the overwhelming pleasure, he didn’t have enough breath to scream. Jeneane screwed so hard the suspension did rock. A 5000lbs car designed to carry 750lbs of people mass was practically begging the two 135 and 160 pound people to stop! Simba came again, this time deep in her mouth; they lay there for another hour just caressing each other.

Over the next few weeks, they grew super close .Simba stopped going to the vastly better gym he was a member of and went to their house to work out with her .Everyday, Deb would let him feel her muscles, it turned her on. One day when they going out to a movie she gave her mom a kiss, a very long kiss. They French-kissed for what seemed like millennia to the shocked eyes of Simba .When they were done they both just looked at him.

"Okaay! That was weird!"

"You know what to bring back honey,"Deb said. Jeneane wouldn’t say anything about it or her encounter with her mom. Just that she appreciated her mom's physique and her mom knew that. On the way back they dropped by a store and she bought condoms. Simba didn’t find it too odd since they had made out three times already, full out.

Later they were relaxing in her room, with the door open. Simba had his head on her belly and cracked jokes when Deb walked in wearing nothing showing off every muscle her magnificent body had. Jeneane suddenly rapped her legs firmly around her man's waist. Then she locked his arms back with hers from behind.

"Hi Simba, I guess its time to answer some questions huh? Deb got on top of him and kissed him. Simba didn’t resist. He sensed that that was not only futile because his girl-friend was so damn strong but that her mom didn't mean him any harm, he also knew what she, what they wanted. A three-some!

Watch out for part two!