The Bodybuilder

Author's note: this story won't float everyone's boat. No story ever does. If you like the idea of a loving wife having a chance lesbian encounter with a female bodybuilder this story might just be for you. If it's not, walk on by. There will be plenty of other stuff to keep you entertained.

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Milly had always taken care of herself. Not obsessively, but she liked looking good and still got a thrill when men noticed her.

Three times a week she'd go to her local health club, sometimes with her husband, occasionally with friends, and other times alone. Usually it would be a light workout with weights or a spinning class.

Normally it would be straight after work. Tonight though she was late. A heavy day in the office, her husband working away and various commitments with the kids had seen to that. Thankfully the club was open until 11, and she noticed the car park was near deserted as she pulled in. She didn't mind that she thought, a quick in and out would do her just fine.

Although she'd been a regular at the gym for many years she still felt quite intimated when it was busy, especially when it was full of young guys with ripped torsos and huge biceps hauling massive weights. And the gym bunnies of course. Nothing made her feel her age - 44 at last birthday - more than the gaggle of gorgeous young women with long toned limbs and wearing skimpy little outfits who populated the gym in those first few hours immediately after work.

Maybe coming this time of night was the way forward she mused as she entered the club and passed a casual greeting to the woman on the reception desk.

After getting changed she headed out into the gym, noticing even the music was more relaxed and many decibels lower than it normally was during her visits. The gym too was so much quieter. There was a couple of wirey young men, probably no more than 18 or 19 and about ten stone wet through, and a woman over in the free weights area.

Milly enthusiastically got on with her workout. Nothing too difficult or complex and all using the machines - just to help keep the advancing years in check. She knew she still looked pretty decent for her age. She'd secretly been thrilled when the mates of her 17 year old daughter had described her as a 'proper milf.' She wasn't what you'd call skinny, never had been, but neither was she fat. She was nicely curvy without being overweight. Whatever weight she did carry she carried well. And she was pretty too, with a complexion that made her look younger than her years, and auburn hair that hung just below her shoulders with a gentle curl.

After the machines Milly wanted to finish with some gentle bicep curls, just to keep her arms toned, so headed towards the free weights area.

Now, for the first time, Milly took notice of the other woman who was working out. She was a similar age, in her late 30s or possibly early 40s, but incredibly lean and muscular with a deep tan. She wore tight hot pants and a small crop top that revealed washboard abs and barely concealed huge boobs which Milly knew had to be fake. There was no way a woman that lean could have breasts that big.

The woman's body glistened with sweat from the exertion of her workout. As she raised the heavy bar she was gripping her biceps tensed and popped, veins protruding angrily from her arms and shoulders.

Milly couldn't help but look. She'd never really been into big guys - her best friend had done enough of that for both of them during her college years - but this was the first time she'd seen what she presumed was a female bodybuilder up close. She was surprised by her intrigue.

She tried to get on with her own curls, but felt conscious of the little dumbbells in her hand while this woman was slinging around weight that most of the male members would have struggled with. Milly couldn't help but steal furtive glances. There was no doubt that the woman was striking. Aside from the muscles and the boobs, of which there was plenty, she was undeniably attractive. Her shoulder length blonde hair was tied neatly in a ponytail and her full lips were painted crimson red, whilst high cheek bones framed a pretty diamond shaped face.

As Milly looked the woman dropped the barbell she'd been lifting and moved forward slightly towards the mirror. She tensed and flexed in a variety of poses, her muscles looking ever bigger and new ones appearing in almost every conceivable place.

Milly felt her breathing quicken and, almost subconsciously, she noticed a dampness in her own pants. Fucking hell, she thought to herself, you're getting turned on by this woman. With that she decided it was time to finish her workout with a run on the treadmill. Perhaps that would focus her mind on something else and clear the fog of arousal that had taken hold of her.

The run did help and, a quarter hour later, she was ready for a shower having gone as hard and fast as she could. Breathless, she made her way back towards the locker room.

As she sat aside her locker, gulping gratefully from her water bottle, the woman she'd seen in the gym walked around the corner and casually past her towards the showers. She was completely naked, no towel or robe covering her modesty. Instead she was carrying her towel at her side and, Milly noticed, it wasn't the only thing in her hands.

There was a massive lifelike dildo. It was dark in complexion with purple veins running down its length and a huge exposed head at its tip. Milly had her fair share of sex toys, but nothing of this size. It looked well over 10 inches long and so thick the woman's hand did not fully close around its girth.

Oh my fucking god, Milly whispered to herself as the woman strode towards the showers. She let out a little involuntary giggle. She wasn't sure what had shocked her more - the sight of the woman so brazenly walking around naked or the dildo. Actually she thought, it wasn't even close. Surely people didn't really bring a massive phallus to the gym to use in the shower, did they? Shower gel? Check. Shampoo? Check. Dildo? Check.

Milly giggled again and shook her head in disbelief. She started to sort her own shower things from her bag - no fake penis she thought - and decided to wait a few minutes before heading down there herself. Again though, she was intrigued. She'd couldn't deny she'd found the woman hot, but couldn't imagine the level of confidence it must take to be as open and forward as this woman so clearly was.

Milly wrapped her towel around herself, and made her way towards the shower room. One of the four shower cubicles was not in use, meaning the only two available were either side of the one now occupied by the woman.

She smiled ruefully and thought to herself how she would have to spend he next five minutes imagining what the women might be doing with that dildo next door. Or listening to the noises of her fucking herself.

Milly entered the shower, turned it on and felt hot water cascade over her body. It felt good. She soaked her hair and closed her eyes as she lathered herself with foam, working it over her body. As she did she rubbed the suds into her breasts, a pretty decent size and still firm despite three breast fed kids, and felt her nipples stiffen from the jets of water raining down on them.

As she rinsed off, she heard a dull thud. She opened her eyes and stared in disbelief. Through the frosted glass of the cubicle partition she could see a large, dark circle had appeared.

Fucking hell, Milly thought again. I know what she's doing. She's stuck the dildo to the glass so she can fuck it. This woman has literally got no shame.

Milly began to collect up her things. Things had started to feel a bit too surreal but, as she did, she saw the silhouette of the woman coming towards the partition and the shape. She could clearly make out the outline of the woman's muscular legs and toned arse as she pivoted at the hips and thrust back onto the huge dildo.

Milly was stunned but transfixed. She heard a long groan as the woman must, Milly instinctively knew, have taken the toy insider her and was now allowing herself to acclimatise to it's mammoth size.

She might have been shocked, but Milly could also tell by the tingling in her body that she was becoming aroused again. This was not what she'd expected when she'd come to the gym that night. She couldn't wait to get home and phone her husband, who was out of town on business for a few days. He'd find it funny, but she was sure they'd both get horny and end up talking each other off over the phone. She enjoyed that when he was away.

Her mind returned to woman in the adjacent cubicle. The silhouette was moving closer and then away from the glass partition rhythmically, and Milly knew there was no doubt that the woman was working more and more of the toy into her pussy. In that moment the outline of the woman's arsed pressed almost against the frosted glass.

Oh my god, thought Milly, somewhat bewildered. She's taken the whole damn thing.

At that moment the women let out a loud and prolonged grown, one of unmistakable ecstasy and started to move faster and faster. The glass portion shook and banged as the woman continued, now letting out guttural groans and cries of "Oh fuck."

Milly was in shock, but she was also incredibly horny too. Her right hand moved to her pussy and, almost without noticing, she was wanking her self furiously. She couldn't believe she was doing this, though it paled compared to what the woman in the next shower was doing.

She continued to rub herself hard and fast, listening to the noises coming from the woman and watching the suggestive show through the frosted glass wall of the shower.

"Oh fuck, it's so big," she heard the woman cry, "it's gonna make me cum so hard."

Muffled cries of delight came from the woman's side of the wall as she audibly entered orgasm, and at the same moment Milly felt her knees weaken as she too came hard and loud. Milly felt embarrassed. She didn't mean for that to happen, especially not so she could be heard.

As the intensity of the feeling began to pass Milly stood, panting and dazed. From the woman came more noises.

"Mmmm, mmmmmm, oooohh, aaaaahhh," she gasped.

Surely she can't still be going, thought Milly. But she knew without question she was from the sounds she was making.

"Come and join me," the woman said in a low voice.

Milly froze. Had she heard that right? Surely not. But she knew she had. She did not move for a long moment and then, again, she heard the woman call her, this time more urgently.

"Join me," she almost demanded.

Again, Milly did not move for what may only have been a moment but felt so much longer. Then, she opened the door and exited her cubicle. She paused as she did. She looked ahead to the locker room with its beautiful oak panelling, and the comfort and safety of her locker. She should go, her inner self reasoned. In ten minutes she could be in her car and on the way home, putting all of this nonsense behind her.

But instead, in no more than a split second, her decision was made. Milly turned to her left and pushed against the door of the shower occupied by the woman. As the door opened she saw her, still with the dildo inside her.

The woman's heavily muscled body was glistening with shower water, which continued to cascade down. Her legs were slightly apart and it was possible to see the huge dildo bent upwards between her legs and into her vagina. Her meaty labia was stretched wide by the toy's incredible girth. Her pussy was waxed entirely smooth, allowing an uninterrupted view of her vulva, at the top of which stood a massive clitoris.

Milly let out a little gasp. She had never seen anything quite like that before. It must have been nearly an inch long and so red and engorged it looked just as hard as any erection she'd ever seen.

Milly's eyes continued to feast on the woman's body. She looked at her muscular legs, so tanned and smooth, and up her chiselled abs to her tits. Those tits, thought Milly, which looked even bigger now than they had in the gym, concealed as they had been by a flimsy piece of material. Her nipples stood at least two centimetres long and improbably hard, like two steel cased bullets.

Almost anticipating Milly's gaze, the woman's vascular arms lifted as her hands found her own breasts and ran her fingers over the long, erect nipples.

The woman now reached out, putting her hand behind Milly's head and pulled her closer. As she did, she looked at Milly with hungry eyes and leant in for a passionate kiss, biting Milly's lower lip. Milly recoiled with the shock and pain, before giving in and accepting the kiss as she began to feel the woman's tongue explore the inside of her mouth.

Milly put her arm around the woman, drawing herself in even more and feeling the woman's backside with her had. As she did, she felt the cool firmness of the woman's large fake tits press against her own fleshy breasts.

Now Milly's hand came from woman's bottom to her vagina. She put her hands around the thickness of the dildo, which the woman was still working in and out of herself slowly by making subtle movements of the hips. Milly was shocked at the girth. It had looked big in the woman's hand as she strode the shower room a short time earlier but now, feeling it, she was taken aback by its size. It's as thick as a coke can, she thought.

Milly felt the slickness of the dildo, coated as it was with the woman's juices, and her fingers moved above it to the clit. Milly groaned. It was so big, red and hard, standing proudly away from the woman's body. As Milly touched it the woman almost bucked her hips forward, the dildo still deep within her, imploring Milly to continue.

Milly's nerves had now gone completely and she needed no further encouragement. She used her fingers to expertly work the woman's clit, varying the pressure and speed as she herself liked. As she did so, she pulled back from the woman's kiss and allowed herself to kiss her chest and breast before reaching one of the nipples. She flicked her tongue over it, before taking it into her mouth and beginning to suck gently.

As she did the woman's body began to convulse. She grunted and, almost impossibly, Milly felt the clit harden even further. The woman's legs began to tremble and the noises she was making became ever more primal as wave after wave of massive, blissful orgasm hit her. As she came a torrent of fluid gushed from the woman's pussy, over the dildo and Milly's hand onto the shower floor.

Panting heavily, the woman pulled the dildo from her pussy. Now it protruded between her legs and pointed directly at Milly. The woman's hands impatiently found Milly's boobs which she began to caress gently, whilst she moved her mouth to Milly's neck and kissed lightly.

The woman moved away from the shower wall, pulling the dildo from the glass. She took Milly's hand and led her from the shower cubicle toward the changing area, still naked and wet.

When they reached the opulent oak panelled changing room the woman took Milly by the hips and used her physical size and strength to lift Milly effortless onto a vanity shelf backed by a large mirror. She lifted Milly's right leg up on to the wood, exposing her vagina which, in her arousal, was opened slightly.

The woman expertly worked two of her fingers into Milly's pussy, moving them rhythmically and purposefully. Soft moans from Milly told the woman she was enjoying it and that she was hitting the right notes. Milly felt a third finger enter her and bit her own lip as she did.

Fuck, she thought. She knows what she's doing. Milly knew she was close to cumming.

Sensing it too the woman withdrew her fingers.

"No, please. Please don't stop," Milly gasped.

Instead the woman reached for the dildo, which was lying next to Milly.

"Don't you want to feel this massive cock inside you?" The woman hissed teasingly, moving the enormous head of the sex toy to within millimetres of Milly's pussy. "Don't you want to feel it fill you up? I bet you do."

"I...I don't think I could," whimpered Milly. "It's too big for me."

The woman snorted dismissively. "Of course you can," She said. "You look like a whore for big dick."

As she said this she moved the toy even closer to the entrance of Milly's vagina, so close in fact it was now lightly touching the lips of her pussy. Almost imperceptibly Milly moved her hips forward, pushing herself against the head of the rubber cock.

Almost imperceptibly. But the woman saw it, or at least sensed it. She let out a laugh.

"See?" She said. "You want it. Go on, tell me you do." As she said this she pushed the tip of the dildo into Milly's pussy. Milly tensed and threw her head back, her eyes rolling in her head. She clenched her fists and whimpered at the size. She'd never experienced anything like this.

"Fuuuck," she gasped, her breathing rapid and shallow.

"Tell me you want it," the woman commanded.

"Yes, I want it. Please," Milly replied.

Now the woman began to work more of the dildo into Milly's tight pussy a little by little, pausing each time to allow Milly to get used to its size.

"Of fuuuck. It's sooo big. I'm so full. Ohh my god, what a fucking cock. It's so good,"Milly groaned.

The woman laughed again. "See," she said. "I told you."

Now, recognising the dildo was as deep as it was possible to go, the woman withdrew the full length of the dildo from Milly's pussy. It came free with an audible pop despite Milly's attempts to grip the toy with her vagina and stop it being removed.

The woman smiled conspiratorially, pushing it back deep inside of Milly. She began with very deliberate strokes. Long, long, short. Long, long, short. Quick, quick, slow. Slow, slow, quick, quick.

Milly was gasping almost uncontrollably. "I'm cumming, oh fuck, I'm cumming so hard." She screamed.

As she came Milly grabbed the woman's hand to stop any more thrusts as wave after wave of ecstasy flooded her body. The woman leant in to kiss Milly, her breasts brushing lightly against Milly's own as she did. Milly shuddered, so sensitive was she from the intensity of the orgasm.

"Thank you," said the woman, kissing Milly fully on the lips and running her hands through Milly's hair.

With that, the woman bent down and picked up the dildo. She looked into the mirror behind Milly and tensed her muscles, before turning and and walking around the corner to where her locker was without saying another word.

What the fuck just happened, thought Milly. That was not what she'd expected from a quiet evening workout. A surprise for sure, but a good one. Oh yes, a very good one. Milly sat there thinking about what had happened, her hand moving almost involuntarily to her vagina as she considered it.

She sat there for a few minutes more, before retreating to her own locker and beginning to dress. It was only a few minutes later that Milly heard the clip-clop of heels. She looked up. The woman had reemerged, now dressed and on her way to the exit.

Wow, thought Milly, she looks even hotter now.

The woman was wearing a pair of silver shoes with killer stiletto heels, tight fitting leather black jeans, a tight white top that showed off her breasts, and a casual denim jacket with the sleeves rolled up to the elbows. She strode past Milly to the door, where she paused momentarily and looked back.

"See you again," she winked. And then she was gone.