Muscle Mami

MUSCLE MAMI
PART I

by chuckiboo

The story of a real 40-year-old virgin

In life, you can be thown a curve ball; sometimes a slider. And at a rarity, a fastball. And all depending on how you take it, the end result can be in your favor, or against it. In Gina Asurras's case, she was thrown a slow ball, and used it to her advantage. Born with a rare genetic defect that some women and a couple of men have, she could grow her muscular structure as large as she desired. As for her strength, 10 times than a normal man. Born of a white father and a Latin mother, her facial are far beyond stunning. Yet, when you professionally eye her build, it is a work of art; deep, broad shoulders, marbled pectorals with rippled cleavage, huge bi's and tri's with snaking veins, connected to ham-like forearms with normal-sized hands, a killer midsection with full, straited laterals flanking the nost perfect set of abdominals ever seen on a human, and a petite waist. The top half mounted on larger-than-life straited ripped thighs with deep cut quads, topped off by large pear-shaped veined calves. If you were to glance at her backside, you'd swear it was the thunder god Zues, combining form with function. The shoulder blades juts out, surrounded by bulge after bulge of aforementioned marbled muscle tissue, with a cavernous split down the middle, housing the spine. The lower back concludes a perfect V-shaped torso many have tried to attain, yet few achieve. Capped off by a set of honey-tanned buttocks to die for; a bit jiggly, yet firm, and hard as a rock when erected. But here's the kicker: Gina is only 40 years of age, standing 5' 11" and packing 245 pounds of solid, sexy muscle; pure, untouched, unmolested.

Gina's story starts here: coming up as a child, her parents noticed she was a bit different than the other children. For one, she was quite big for her size starting school, packing a bit more meat than any other child. Her parents obviously thought this was fat, so they put her on a diet to lose weight. Also, they asked if the coach at the school would get her involved in at least one sport to help in the fat loss. Sure enough, she became involved in soccer, quickly becoming the fastest runner on the team. Add to that a tad of weight training, and a star is born. But something was not quite right: as Gina continued to play soccer and lift weights, she became larger than even the biggest boys in the school. The coach noticed this, and advised her parents to take her to a specialist to find out what was wrong. After six months of seeing specialist upon specialist, and lighter workouts to stunt growth, the answer was finally discovered. In her DNA, a certain strand was missing, known as a myostatin blocking gene, that controlled the growth of muscle fibers and strength development. The doctor explained that this could go three ways-she could gain a lot of muscle but no height increase, she could grow tall but no muscle gain, or both. But the one thing that will grow is her physical abilities. There's no telling how strong she would become, and the door was left wide open. At the time of this finding, she was only 10 years of age. Her mom and dad didn't tell her because she wouldn't understand what was happening. As the years rolled on, she became just as strong as she was smart. Apparently, what the doctor said was coming to pass, yet in a mixed bag: she gained much muscle size and strength, but her height increased very little. The doctor kept track of her progress, and if needed, would drastically cut back her workout regimen.

All throughout high school, Gina had to be very careful of displaying her power. She hadn't had any major mishaps yet, though she did have to get a part time job to pay for incidental damage to her father's truck (she mistakingly pushed in the hood with little effort while leaning on it.) Unfortunately, she had to stop playing sports altogether, because she beat everyone, even the jocks. Which brings up her social life: nearly non-existent. Because of that debacle, she shyed away from any contact with any of the school's athletes, realizing she'd embarrassed them. They became jealous and actually wanted her thrown out of their school for nothing. After graduation, Gina started working at a nearby gym as a receptionist, when one of the regulars noticed her magnificent form. He'd suggested that she try bodybuilding to give her physique the attention it much deserved. She was reluctant at first, yet gave into it and slowly started to carve her body. Yet again, she had to be careful how she worked out; she didn't want to get too big, as to think she was taking steroids, so she lightly lifted weights one day a week. It wasn't no need for her to go on a crazy diet; her genetic defect took care of that. A few months later, as her first contest loomed, the jitters came on her. Yet her trainer eased her fears by realizing the fact that she took no supplements and no type of enhancements; her enhancements were genetical. He also showed her different poses, and how to work them, thus creating a very eye-catching routine.  

From that time on, and for the next 15 years, Gina made herself a mainstay in women's bodybuilding, winning top contests across the region and the Ms. Olympia 5 times! Yet, out of all the contests, photo shoots, admirers, and multiple endorsements and contracts that brought in thousands, and sometimes millions, of dollars, she remained humble, and never abandoned her roots. Through it all, her humbleness had repaid her in spades, with a big house on 15 acres of land, cars, a home gym and a gym franchise, and much more. Even with this height of stardom in the sports world, one thing remained missing: she has never been on a date with a man, and never experienced love from a man, or even falling in love. And at 40, she was still a virgin (that's right!), which nobody knew at all. It was Gina's best kept secret. A regular at her gym, she made sure everything ran smooth, and that the constituency was satisfied. And that's when her love life finally started taking shape.

******

Bryon Foster, a young man of about 29, had just started attending the gym to try to gain some weight on his 125 pound frame. Albeit cute, he had a shyness about himself that severely affected his self-esteem, making it difficult to meet women. Add to the fact that he's very intelligent, multi-talented, and respectful (though he didn't receive the same at times). He had the notion to try bulking up, to see if this would end his drought of loneliness. He was already pretty much acquainted with the machines, so he started with the treadmill. As he was commencing with his exercise, Gina happened to walk by to see how things were going.

"Hello, how are you?" she asked in her beautiful Latin-tinged vocal.
"I'm doing just fine. I like how you have things set up here," replied Bryon, starting to feel the burn from walking.
"Just let me know if you need anything, okay?"
"Alright, and thanks for asking."
Bryon took a long look as she went along her way, with a swagger, indicating she was pretty heavy. 'Nah, she couldn't interested in a guy like me,' he thought, and continued his exercise.
Heading throught the rest of the gym, thoughts of that young man ran like lightning in her head, and unexpectedly, a small voice spoke to her and said four words: 'he is the one.' For a minute, she stopped walking, and moved her lips in a question.
'Who was that?'
The voice spoke again. 'He is the one to be with you.'

Gina just shook her head and moved on, thinking it was her mind playing tricks on her. Because of her deep religious roots, she could tell if it was the devil trying to sway her. Throughout the rest of the day, the thought remained strong in her mind, and as she walked to her office, it rang clear as a bell. Once inside, she sat behind her desk, and held her head in her hands. And slowly, a sense of arousal at the thought of this young man started to fill her mind and other parts. When this happened, she picked up her phone and called her lead trainer on the floor.

"Rob?"
"Yeah, Gina?"
"Please rack up the weights in my private gym. I need to work off some frustration."
"How much?"
"A ton."
"A ton?! Are you sure?"
"Yes, and by the way, invite our new member Bryon to my room."
"As you say, boss."

The phone hung up, she stood up, and stretched up and out, loosening up firmly packed, massive mature muscle. She inhaled deeply, nearly shredding her blouse (as it always happens), and walked out of the door. For her, this was more than what it seems; whenever anything of this nature, be it arousal from feelings for another, or stress, her only solace was lifting heavy weights. What nobody doesn't know is her primary fear is being rejected by a man, one of two reasons why she never dated. That and focusing on her career to veer her mind from her positive yet lonesome upbringing. But this time, she wanted to face her fear, and finally be at peace, and possibly happy. Reaching her door, she walked in, and saw the weights racked and ready. Gina walked over to the custom bench, laid down, reached her massive arms up to the bar, grasped it and started to lift it off the rack. Just as she was doing it, her head trainer Rob guided in Bryon, the young man she conversed with earlier. Bryon was particularily curious.

"Why does she want to see me?"

"It's a special invitation from Ms. Asurras. It's rare anyone sees her weight lifting like this."
With that, he exited, leaving Bryon in the room with Gina. She was finishing her 20th rep when she noticed him. Re-racking the weights, she sat up, long streams of sweat coming down sides of her face, aglow and blushing. Bryon stood there, mouth slightly open, amazed at the sight of this beautiful older woman lifting that much weight. She finally caught her breath and looked up at him with those sky blue eyes.

"I guess you're wondering why I asked you to see me like this."

"Yeah, I-I was."

She stood up, and walked over to the side of the bench where the weights were racked. She motioned Bryon to come over. "How much do you see on this rack?" He looked at the numbers on the rims, and calculated. By the time he was done, his eyes were big as saucers.

"Two...thousand...pounds!" he stammered in amazement. "But...but how?"

Seeing of his astonishment at the amount, she slowly started to feel release about her ability. "Bryon, I feel I can trust you with a secret, and I would like to get to know you better."

*******

For an hour and a half, Gina and Bryon talked about an array of topics, and both were feeling more comfortable around the other. Gina was the most acceptive, knowing that as much as Bryon was shocked at her underlying ability, he also admired persistence, patience, and determination, which she had all three, but he felt as if he had none.

"Ms. Asurras, for a woman of your maturity, you are so beautiful! I mean, you...you have so many great qualities, I don't see why you never dated," he asked in amazement.

"Just call me Gina, Bryon," she replied with a sugary Latin accent that simply made Bryon melt. "Because of my ability and my unusual genetic makeup, I was so scared of being rejected and pushed aside." Her voice sounded with defeat. "I just want to be accepted by others for who I am on the inside, not what I can do concerning my strength." A tear streamed down her cheek. "When I walked by you earlier, there came this little voice saying you were the one. I still don't get it, though."

Bryon wiped her tears with his dry towel. "Gina, you are lovely. I wish I would've found someone like you, and show you love that you've been missing. I guess I missed out on a lot myself the past couple of years."

Gina looked at him in amazement. "You mean, you don't have a girlfriend?" she asked.

"Nope, never had one. None of the women around find me attractive enough, or strong enough to fulfill their needs, that's what they say," he replied. "I guess because I stay with my mom and take care of her."

"What's wrong with your mother?" she asked with concern.

"Going through chemotherapy for breast cancer. Because of the chemo, she's gotten weak and can't do some things. So I moved back home to take care of her."  Gina's compassion for this young man began to grow more as he told his story, and she could tell he meant it from the heart. Bryon glanced at his watch, and noticed the time.

"I'm sorry, Gina, I have to go. Mom's got her chemo session in an hour, and I have to take her."

"Will you be back tomorrow?" she asked.

"Yeah, probably about ten, I don't have to be at work until two," he replied as he stood up to leave. She stood up with him and walked him to the door. She also handed him a card with a number on it.
"If you're not able to make it tomorrow, please call me at home. I'd like to talk a little more." She smiled as she gave it to him.

"I will, and depending on my work schedule, I'll try to come in for a session, okay?"

"Sounds good to me. See you later."

"See you." As Bryon walked out and she closed the door, her heart was beating profoundly. 'I cant believe he thinks I'm lovely! No one has never told me that before!' she thought as she hung her head down and cried, for she believed in her heart, with the genuine compassion he showed, heartfelt truthfulness, and wanting to be loved as she longs for, she may have found, after all these years, her soul mate. The one she would give her superhuman strength, sculpted muscular body, vivacious personality (as well as her virginity) in exchange for undying love and devotion, respect and strong communication, on both parts. And for the rest of the afternoon, not only did she feel release from her fear, she was beginning to go through the one thing everybody else has but she hasn't: for her it was love at first sight, and she was falling in love with Bryon.

*********

Sure enough, the next day, Bryon did come back to the gym for another workout session, and Gina was there waiting. He started on the treadmill as usual, and walked for 30 minutes. She decided to leave him alone until he was finished, then talk to him. After an hour and a half when Bryon was finished, Gina came over and they talked. Walking around the gym, they revealed their dreams to each other, and in utter astonishment, they saw each other for the true worth that was covered up for so long. Gina knew right then that he was the one for her.

*********

After that day, Gina and Bryon became closer than before, and a love so long sought blossomed for each other. They talk on the phone every night, about their dreams and aspirations, even making a future together, and it only got better. Seven months into their friendship, they were at the park relaxing; Bryon had a day off from seeing after his mother, as she was doing better, and he needn't be there all the time.

"It's so nice today, isn't it?" she asked.

"Pretty much," he answered staring into the partially sunny sky.  Gina sat up and looked down at him.

"Bryon," she stated in her sugary Latin tone, "have you ever had someone in love with you?"

"No," he blindly answered, "I wouldn't mind, though. Being lonely for so long makes me depressed sometimes."

She faintly seen a tear roll down his cheek, knowing he was telling the truth, and for him, it hurts. For her, this, she felt, was the right time to make him feel better. "So what would you do if I said that I was in love with you?"

Bryon's eyes got big at that announcement, if that what it was. "Are you serious? You're not just joking with me, right?"

Gina gazed into his eyes with the utmost seriousness and heartfelt emotion that built up in her the past few months. She has never felt this way about anyone before, and for her, it's been a long time coming. She just hoped he felt the same way.

"You know part of my story. Just like you, I've stayed lonely because of my sport career, and never took the time to find someone to call mine, to love me, to care for me, and for me to do the same." Bryon was speechless, not considering the emotion that welled up inside her from the first time they met.

"You...you really caught me off guard. I... I wasn't expecting this, and....I'm sorry, it's just..." Gina knew he was holding something back, and he was scared to say. She took his hand and stroked it to calm him down.

"Don't be afraid of the way you feel," she said calmly, "what I feel for you is real, and I already know that you never play games with anybody, but they do with you. Say what you feel, please."

Bryon calmed down and laid all his cards on the table. "Gina," he stated, "I couldn't keep my eyes off you at your gym, because of your unsurpassed beauty, your level of maturity, your ability to channel your energy to other things, and your great personality." He hung his head. "But mostly, if I make you uncomfortable with what I'm about to say, I'll stop..."

"I know what you're going to say," Gina interjected, "you love my mature, muscular body, right?"

"Well, yeah," he said with his head still hung. She lifted his head and gazed into his eyes.

"Bryon, I'm deeply, so deeply in love with you, and you are too, with me. Age doesn't matter to me, all I ask is to be happy. I've never felt like this before, and you brought it to the open. So far, you have done that without you knowing, and I desire to be yours. You have me for as long as you will, and I feel inside me that I want to be loved by you, if you will. Just say yes, please, and I'll do the rest."

Drops of water ran down her cheek. His answer determined her destiny. "You are my lady, Gina. With love and respect, you are," he tearfully confessed, seeing his deepest dream becoming a reality before his very eyes.

"I love you, Bryon, with every bit of my heart," as they interlocked in a passion-filled kiss that was months, maybe years, in the making. As they embraced, she whispered something in Spanish into his ear: "Estoy tan contento que le tengo ahora." It sounded so good to him, yet he didn't understand its meaning. Gina pulled away and faced him. "It means that I'm glad to have you now, in my life." Bryon could only smile at that. "Le amo, el bebé. That means that I love you, baby," as she kissed Bryon again, this time more intense. He was putty in her hands, and liked it that way, though one more thing came to mind.

"Gina," as he broke their liplock, "would you mind teaching me a little Spanish later on? I love to hear you say that. It sounds so...sensual. It makes me feel good. And I know you would like to hear it said to you."

"El bebé, you are so amazing," as she took a deep breath, filling out her chest and making her arms increase girth, causing her blouse to rip in certain parts, "I want to spend more time with you, and make myself into your woman." She then pulled Bryon closer. "I can get bigger for you, stronger, just for you."

"Shhhh," whispering as he placed a finger on her lips, "no need to hurry. We have so much time for that. First, I want to get to know you better, mentally, okay?"

He dropped his finger from them. "Okay, baby, I'm sorry. I just moved too fast. It's just all this pent up passion-"

"We'll work on that." And for the remainder of that afternoon, they talked about their future together, not knowing down the road, the challenges that lie ahead. But it will be worth the ride.