[guydaley]

Mighty Mite – 7

I got up early that morning, woke up with a stiff woodie, must be Mite's supplements kicking in, seeing her in a muscle shirt, promises of weird workout sex to come.  By all rights, nothing short of explosives should have gotten me out of bed.  There wasn't a whole lot I needed to do in order to get ready for my summer at Mite's place.  Just lock up my tools and make sure everything else is locked up tight.  I'll make trips now and then to pick up the bills and cut the grass, but that should be about it. 

In three weeks, I went from stepping on somebodies foot to moving into there place without even trying.  For the very first time in my life, I was getting pursued.  Not because of my charming personality, money (I've got just enough for a family of one) or good looks, but because I have some special quality.  Its too bad Mite is the only one that can "see" it. 

I have an inkling of whats in store, and there is going to be a lot of sex or orgasms involved but only in conjunction with working out.  Never tried that but it should be interesting and of course a lot more pain.  Christ if I start to associate sex with pain I might not be able to get an erection anymore.

I don't know why I was reluctant or gave a moments pause when Mite asked me to move in full-time, the house is paid for, my expenses are minimal.  Its just that I've had no time to prepare for this dream state.  No time to adjust, never been wild and crazy. 

I've already lost about 15 #s of fat and gained maybe 5 #s of muscle and it seems like the changes are accelerating.  That's not surprising because Mite has continually upped the pressure, both emotionally, physically, psychologically and probably other ways that I can't even think of. 

Pinch me, no don't pinch me, I don't want to wake up.

Mite greeted me with a big hug that morning which I loved, a rather intense, lasting hug too.  She was wearing another baggy muscle shirt again and after the hug she was flushed in the face again.  It seems like the tent sweater was her security blanket and without it she was naked, exposed to the cruelty of the world. 

"Good morning", I said genuinely doing my best to make her feel at ease.  Upon closer examination it looked like she was a bit ragged, not enough sleep or something.

"I went for a run last night, trying to get my issues resolved to some acceptable degree.  I'm burning too many calories, its eating away at my muscle mass, I'm probably shrinking.  I didn't really measure myself after that workout at the climbing wall, I'm almost afraid of the tape now.  Since I met you I've been running around like a marathoner and you know how skinny they are on top.  I can't work out with weights, it just frustrates me too much, I have gotten as big as I can get without cheating.  I'm sure I've backpedaled and it scares the shit out of me."

"Mite, (I think I was getting better at this, I wasn't going to say something stupid like, its not the end of the world to her) you've got a plan, lets give it a chance, there is plenty of summer left."

"I suppose, I think I grew about another 3" with this much summer left back then."

Very sheepishly I offered, "Don't you realize how fantastic you look now?"

Her pretty face started to twist and her upper body tensed (which was awesome), her shoulders bunched.

"Do you have any idea how long it took me to grow this much?!"  Pretty much any strong emotions and her face flushed.

"It took me tw……a loooong time to grow this much one micron at a time."  And now she really look flustered, sort of like she made a big mistake or something.  She spun on her heels, "Lets go, Naomi will be here any minute and we need to feed your muscles, at least your growing."  Sounded like she was harboring resentment.

In the kitchen beside the blender was all the supplements laid out in little plastic containers.  "Here are your supplements I want you to take every two hours starting at 8:00 until bedtime at 10 PM.  Your meal times will be 8 – 10 – 12 – 2 – 4 – 7.  They are prepared by a kitchen under my directions and delivered every morning.  On Sunday we rest.  You are scientifically getting the best nutritional support available to build your muscles and lower your body fat.  Same as the best pro bodybuilders on the circuit today.  And your also getting my training which no pro ever gets." 

"You don't train any pro bodybuilders either?"

"Nope"

"What, you support the underdog?"

"I help certain people that have plateau'd with their progress."

"Is it safe to assume that the majority of your clients are small in stature?"

"None were taller than 5'11" except one.  He was 5'11 1/4"  I refused him at first, but he begged and begged then tripled my usual compensation.  After I was done with him he was so pleased he gave me a bonus that doubled it again."

I was going to make another conciliatory stab although by now I should know well enough to keep my mouth shut, "Mite, you are bigger than life right now, bigger than John Wayne I swear!", this I said with complete conviction because even though John is an icon, he was just an actor, Mite is soooo much more.

"Not good enough, I want to be bigger IN life."

The doorbell chimed.

"That's Naomi, I'll get the door, finish your shake and supplements.  After your massage and nap its time for your special surprise.  With that Mite started to color again and that piqued my curiosity.

POST NAP

"Get up sleepy head" and it felt like someone was groping my ass.

"Nature has been very kind to you, you've got a world class ass yourself without a whole lot of effort on your part."

I was dreaming something, but that was gone in an instant, I mumbled, "Thanks Mite"

I stumbled after Mite to the kitchen after putting on my shorts and shoes.  There was no way my legs and back should lose all this soreness but I guess the "worlds best" know how to perform miracles.  I also smelled kind of interesting.  Not sure what kind of salve, ointment or lotions Naomi used. 

"What is that stuff that Naomi is using on me."

"Not sure", Mite said, "Some kind of trade secret."  I threatened to twist her arm but she just laughed at me.  Finish up now, its time for chest.

I had my face in a big glass, but I could see peripherally that Mite had struck a side chest pose for me and the moment I turned to look she dropped it and her face was ablaze again. 

"This is where it gets interesting."  It seemed like she was trying to muster courage or something.

We began our chest work, warming up with lighter weights, graduating to heavier.  Started with barbells then switched to dumbbells, incline, decline and flat flyes and I was wondering why Mite wasn't calling a halt, I was toast.  Surely I was on the verge of an injury. 

"Okay grab your next lighter set of dumbbells and get ready."

Mite grabbed what looked like a remote control and the lights dimmed dramatically.  It was a bit hard to see.  It looked like Mite was taking off her muscle shirt and then my eyes started to adjust a bit.  "Drop your shorts quick."  Which I did.

She was wearing just her satin togs and she straddled me and the bench over my upper thighs and started to fish in my underwear to pull my dick out. 

"You've got a lot of pent up sexual energy so I'm sure its going to be quick which is good because you've about had it anyway.  Timing is everything in this.  I know you've been holding back but now's the time, I'll do what I can to help.  She made a bicep pose with her left arm while stroking me with her right.  She had dimmed the lights quite a ways but I could see just enough detail to where getting hard wasn't a problem along with the fact that she was sitting on my lap.  "Start repping" she said

and I started pumping them out, "slower she said, "the adrenaline is good but we can't expect that when this becomes routine, we're focusing on your orgasm masking the pain to eke out a few more reps, that's it, that's perfect, keep going"

and so it went until it was absolutely excruciating but it was masked by the wonderful release Mite had initiated.  Its sort of like how at the dentist you can feel him doing horrible things but its numb.  In this instance instead of being numb it was pleasure overriding the pain.  The pain was there but it just didn't matter.

Mite had caught my semen with my shorts, rather than getting herself sprayed.  She got up and stood by my side, I laid prostate on the bench unable to move my arms.

"So what did you think?"  I could see the color in her face even with lighting this dim.

"I can't move my arms"

"It'll pass…just wear your underwear from now on, Naomi doesn't need the shorts either."

Just then Mite turned around and spread her lats for me.  If only I had more light in which to see this.  She spun around and did a front double biceps pose.  She stopped abruptly.  Then she swung her leg over me and sat down on my stomach and leaned over to get close to me.

Somehow I raised Mite's ire again, "You know I haven't had a decent pump since I met you and I NEED that pump.  Runners high is no substitute for a decent pump.  You've had me screwed up ever since I drew my finger across your palm, but your going to make up for it."

She quickly got off me and went to put on her shirt,  grabbed the remote and the lights started to come back on.  "Snack time lets go."

I was still lying on the bench, not having moved since I dropped the weights.  "I can't move my arms."

"You big baby, you act as if you've never had a workout before.  Bend at the waist and get your ass in here."

When I got to the kitchen she was sticking a straw in a shake.  She set it down and walked back to me, nuzzled my right shoulder, looked up to me and cupped my left pec, "Nice pump, flex for me."

Which I did, barely, I also wanted to grab her, throw her down on the kitchen floor and rape her right then but without the use of my arms, it was highly unlikely. 

"I don't think even Naomi will be able to bring you back from that workout, so we'll try to make her work a bit easier and hot tub it tonight."

"You have a hot tub?"

"Oh yeah, its in the garden. But this afternoon its going to be abs and legs again."

That afternoon she savaged me with abs and legs workouts and milked me again at exactly the right time in the twilight, always taking her shirt off for the last set.  We ate our meals in the indoor garden (the hot tub was in the corner) which must have been tended by some professional gardener.  After our last meal of the day at 7:00 she said me it was time for a movie and offered me a choice of action movies.  I was still in my underwear and I flopped down on the couch because I was beat.  She hadn't changed.  She set up the movie, turned down the lights, looked at my positioning on the couch, came over picked up and placed my feet on the couch, sat down between my legs, grabbed my arms and wrapped them around her torso and then nestled in.  I could feel her trembling although between our body heats I'm sure she wasn't cold.  Who knows what the movie was about and neither one of us said a word.  She was lost in her thoughts and I was lost in Mite.  I ever so casually tried to explore some of her body, but her squeeze on my hands, said that wasn't permitted yet.  She could feel the erection I had buried in her back but said nothing about it. 

After the movie was over, we sat there through the credits and beyond till the video had rewound itself.  Suddenly she said, "Hot tub?",  I said "Sure", I didn't want to let go but hopefully she'd put me in the same position in the hot tub.  "Ohhh", I groaned.  "Need some help?", she said. and she took my hand and yanked me up into a standing position.  I sort of tottered.

"Lets get some tylenol for you first.  I am pushing you harder than any other client I've ever had."

Along the way she showed me my room which was huge, kind of spartan but lots of room and all kinds of framed pictures and posters.  She showed me the library right next to my room which was filled with books on everything from sports medicine, to physical therapy, nutrition, far east herbal remedies and of course the largest portion was devoted to bodybuilding and training.  "If you ever have any spare energy for reading or need to relax, here you go", she said.

When we got to the garden, she pointed out the hot tub and said, "Jump in", moments later the lights got very dim, the tub started bubbling, jets were surging and then she plopped in.  She quickly scooted over to my side and put me in the same arrangement as the couch and this time she was naked.  Tub was VERY warm, and yet she was trembling again.  In a few moments, she took her hands off that were restraining mine.  She said something I  couldn't quite make out over the noise of the hot tub.  "What's that?" I said  Sounding a bit impatient she said more loudly, "Go ahead and explore".  My hands had been placed over her ribcage so I started there, went up towards her pecs, "Not there!" which froze my hands, "Check out my shoulders, massage my traps and lats, then massage my neck and back.  I had to scoot back for this to make room.  I was in heaven and if I wasn't mistaken she had quite a bit of tension in those shoulders and traps.  After about 15 minutes she said, "Its my turn."

"We bombed your legs today, maybe I can help recover some usage there."  She arranged it so that she was sitting between my legs, one leg behind her back and my other leg on her lap.  "You know, (she began kneading on the inside of my leg and my erection pulsed harder), I'm a pretty good masseuse in my own right, in fact I should be better than Naomi but she's gifted beyond my understanding.  I think she has some kind of healing in her touch but its so ridiculously subtle or whatever, its just not something I can sense but only guess, who knows maybe its one of her salves.  She travels with me sometimes, we're a good team, I beat them up, she brings them back.  She's got customers all over the world, potentates, kings, she told me a sultan tried to kidnap her once and indirectly I saved her life."

This jolted me back to the present and before I could say anything, Mite continued.

"She told me that thanks to my training, TWO of her captors underestimated her strength and she made her escape.  Now she doesn't go to the middle east anymore.  If they want to get massaged, they come to Seattle."

There were a few more minutes of massaging and then abruptly as if she made a decision, "Alright, back to the way we were."  We shifted positions and my hands went to her ribcage again.  She slumped over a bit which compressed her pecs and she moved my hands up to them.  I swear she had about a Bs cup worth of muscle massed on her chest.  I massaged it for her from upper to lower and all around, after a few moments of that her chest started to get firmer, then firmer, and harder yet, she was gradually flexing her chest to its maximum hardness, matching the hardon throbbing on her backside.  Slowly she started to sit up straight, then arching her back and flaring her lats which I could feel on the inside of my arms, stretching and flexing, harder and harder, then in the next fraction of a moment her hand was on my dick, squeezing it tight, she leaned close and whispered, "save it, don't waste it, we'll put it to good use", with that she gave me a quick peck on the lips, whispered, "Thanks" and hopped out of the tub.

The lights came up a bit, she was standing there in the buff, her glorious backside facing me, calling over her shoulder, "lights are here, tub controls there (she pointed), turn them off when your done, help yourself in the kitchen, don't forget your supplements and DON'T fall asleep in the hot tub.

I still didn't know where her bedroom was.  Didn't matter though, I was in paradise.  No Sultan, King, Potentate, President or Emperor was as lucky as I.  They could have all the fat, lazy, big breasted chicks, I was with a goddess.  Although if I could transfer Naomis tits onto Mite, that would be a fine bonus.  SHIT, STOP THAT GUY, I yelled in my head.  You are already blessed beyond your most wild reckonings. 

I quickly switched my train of thought.  I wanted to think about what it was that could have traumatized Mite.  It must have been evil.  She's got to be a virgin or she was raped, brutalized and outside of that is still a virgin.  Or maybe there was incest and her Dad called her titless, (my erection vanished) and I was starting to get really pissed.  Some deviant prick is responsible for her…problem.  But it looks like she's pressuring herself to heal now. 

Imagine, I'm helping a goddess to heal.  Will wonders never cease.

My dick had flared to hardness again.  I said to myself, "I better go to bed before I get in trouble.  I was asleep before my head hit the pillow, not even time for a last second thought.

The next morning, I woke up with gentle kisses on my shoulder.  "Wake up, sleepy head, you've got a hard day of growing ahead of you." 

Before I could turn around and focus my eyes, she was flitting out the door, hair swishing (NO ponytail),  butt naked which would have given me a raging hard on if it wasn't already in that condition.  So I donned my Fruit of the Looms (green) and walked into the kitchen but by this time she had her jogging shorts on and another baggy shirt. 

She was grinning at me as if she had a full night of wild, hair raising, glorious sex, "Good Morning." she said brilliantly.

I was still half asleep but her happiness was absolutely contagious.  "I hope you slept well", I said.

"No I didn't, but my summer is starting to turn around", with a coquettish smile.  "Sit down, table is laid out, I've got to go run some errands, let me show you how to let Naomi in.  Make yourself at home.  One more thing, Naomi has seen plenty of those, and she pointed in the direction of my bulging underwear.  Try not to be embarrassed about it. 

That day she milked me four times during back, arms and abs.  That evening we were both naked on the couch, pretending to watch a movie and then hot tub where she didn't quite dim the lights as much before.  We gave each other massages. 

The next evening we cuddled on the couch with her head on my chest and her hand on my abs, "Flex them please."

"Your not going to hit me are you?"

She tittered so cute, "C'mon, I like all muscle but abs are my favorite."  So I did.  "Fine progress, very fine indeed, with my new technique we are making EXCELLENT progress.  Soon, you'll help me with mine."  It seemed like I was in various stages of hardness all the time now except for a while after she milked me but I swear, I broke a new personal best for hardness.  She caressed my chest, "I guess chest would be my second favorite part and your sitting on my second, but I like them all, its a very close race, extremely close.

She was allowing me to run my fingertip over her nipple, "Its smaller than yours you know."

"But you have more chest than a lot of women", smarting from saying it and hoping that I wasn't provoking something.

She sighed, "Its not the same."

Whew, I was so relieved, that I didn't say something awkward.

That night in the hot tub it was by candlelight, she was holding me tight from behind, please don't feel that you owe me something or that you have to buy me presents, or reciprocate in anyway.  Just think of it as being your summer.  As far as it being my summer I'm getting so I don't care anymore.  I've had enough fruitless summers, one more won't matter. 

"C'mon Mite, you go all over the world training the rich and famous, that's something."

"I'm giving them what they want, I'm not getting what I want."

"What about this fantastic place you have?"

"I'd trade it all in a heartbeat."

"What exactly do you want?"

"You should know by now."

I knew I was treading on quicksand, if I wasn't very careful here I was going to get swallowed.

"Mite, remember, I'm a guy, you have to beat me over the head with it."

She laughed, "Okay, I want to grow again, I want it to be like that summer, I know I'm not done, I KNOW IT."

Thin ice here, very thin ice, but she didn't shift her position she wasn't getting tense, I'd figure I'd risk just a wee bit more, tease out just another tiny bit.

"Well how big do you want to get?" (I thought that was safe enough)

"It doesn't matter, I just want to grow, tits, muscles or height, at least one, two is better, three if possible."

"We've yet to try out your technique on you, its certainly making fast changes on me."

"Your a man, you've got the hormones, it was a cinch.  Nothing surprising.  Although I must admit you are doing surprisingly well.  Its a bit early yet, couple more weeks and I'll know if you're my star pupil."

"I've never been a star pupil at anything, merely above average."

"Well look who's instructing you."  She nudged me playfully.  "Plus your getting special attention." she laughed.

I hate to impose the cliche but it was music to my ears everytime she laughed.  It made me happy that she was happy, but it was also a sign she was feeling better, more comfortable in the company of a man and finally, it was me she chose to be with.  My spirits would soar everytime.

Saturday night I woke up in the middle of the night to find her in my bed, spooned behind me with her arm draped over me.  I was afraid to move less I woke her.  Next time I knew, she was waking me up for breakfast. 

Sunday morning, it was all cheer, smiles and sunshine.  We had a casual breakfast in the garden, the only thing missing were birds twittering.  "Today is a day of rest", she said, I have four meals prepared for you and your supplements.  Go run your errands, do what you need to do and be back here by 4:00 PM okay?  I have a special treat for you.

Everything checked out at home, wrote some checks, paid some bills, I really didn't need anything at Mite's place, but as I was looking around trying to figure out if I needed anything I saw the calendar.  Today was June 24th.  The summer was moving along.  Mite said she didn't care if anything happened this summer but maybe she said that for me.  I scooped up the calendar and took it with me.  I would never be able to keep track of the days unless I brought one.  I made phone calls to family but I didn't let on that anything unusual was happening and I was going to surprise some friends with my new upgrades after Mite was done with me.  All in all I was back by 3:30 because I didn't want Mite to worry about me (just like a new husband I know).  Even though Mite was a giant she was kind of fragile. 

And I was SURPRISED, she came running down the hall in her birthday suit, jumped up into my arms so that I cradled her and gave me a big kiss.  God what a package, not very heavy, maybe 120-125 I'd guess but solid as a brick.  Looks like this was her show, so I was just going to go with the flow.  "Kiss my chest",  she said which I was more than happy to do, "Lick my nipple; clockwise, now counterclockwise, nip it real gently, blow on it, see if you can make it grow, wet it again, blow again.  She squeeled,  See you can make me grow!"  and then she laughed uproariously"  I don't think it grew much but I was deliriously happy, that she was opening up.  "Set me down" and she faced away from me, "Now grope my ass like you mean it."  That I have been wanting to do ever since I first saw her ass, round, pert and about the only thing that didn't show a lot of definition, it was so beautiful.  She said over her shoulder, "Not bad for a simple carpenter." then she gave me a lat spread and I had plenty of light this time, she was unbelievable, and I couldn't helped myself and reached for her.  She tensed immediately, and I let go.  "Relax, Guy, it may seem like teasing to you but its therapy to me.  I'll let you know when to go full speed ahead."  She turned around and faced me and then came to hug me.  "I know I'm being a handful, but we're almost there.  "Now come on, we're eating in the garden."

Throughout the afternoon, which included our 4 and 7 PM meals Mite was getting, I don't know jittery, tense, her good mood  floated away and was replaced with quiet. 

During our time on the couch, to not watch a movie, after perhaps an hour of straight silence, "Have you ever jumped off a cliff?" 

"Yeah Mite, at the lake it was about 25 feet I would guess."

"Was it easy?" 

"No it took a lot of nerve, at least the first one anyway, subsequent ones were easier and easier once you found out you didn't get hurt, although this one friend of my landed on his back and he never tried it again."

"Right, the first time is hard, only my cliff is not 25 feet, its more like 125 feet.  I was planning on tonight being my first time and now I'm not so sure."

"Quicksand, quicksand as far as the eye can see" I thought to myself.  "Mite", (it seems like whenever I tried to reassure or console her I had to start out with her name), "Mite" I said, "Right now at this very moment there are probably 1000s of women around the world getting ready to jump in for the first time, safety in numbers, I'm sure you'll be just fine.  I promise you won't bellyflop."

She laughed which made me laugh.  I was very pleased that I was upping my batting average and getting better at this.  She nestled in and we "not watched" the movie until it rewound itself.  She finally got up and said, "Okay, you know the routine."  And I followed her to the hot tub.

She lit the candle and we got in and snuggled.  I didn't initiate anything.  She snuggled closer, trembled, dug in a bit more, I'd hold her gently, she'd tremble some more a bit longer.  This should have been a real sexy, endearing moment but it was making me angry and angrier.  Who could have done this to Mite?  I was getting furious, I wanted to go back in time and protect her.

"What's wrong Guy?" she asked quietly.

Now I held her tight, "I wish I could go back in time and protect you Mite.  I want to help you so bad."

"You are helping me Guy, be strong for me, your doing everything just right"  More quietly, "I love you for it, just hold me tight for now, that's all I need, don't be angry."

So I started to think about who was in my arms and that made my anger dissolve and I ignored Mite's trembling.

After a while Mite gave me the signal that we were done here, we toweled off and left the candle burning.  She took me by the hand and led me to my room, turned the light on in the bathroom, closed the door, pulled the covers down and and pulled me into bed after her.  "Just lay there and stay hard" she whispered.  She was sitting on my abdomen, just above my hardon, doing some slight pelvic thrusts, like she was warming up and she started to tremble again, "Don't she said, focus on me, touch me", which I did, I traced her abs, caressed her magnificent chest, but her trembling became stronger, "No Guy, stay with me",  this time she kneeled up, grabbed it and speared herself, gasping in the process, then she started to move on me and her trembling seemed to subside.  "Its okay now, flex your chest for me" and she reached down while she was thrusting, yes, harder, flex harder, yes, I love muscles, flex your abs now", she sat back and flexing my abs always made my dick harder, "keep them flexed, yes, that's it," as she kept her hands on my abs, "just lay there, let me concentrate", she started picking up the tempo, her head back, chin in the air, and now she was working like a machine, a little faster, then a little faster,  "Do NOT CUM", she said almost as if she was possessed.  I've been waiting to be in this position for weeks now and between the supplements, the sex exercises, the sexual tension and not cumming since yesterday, I was hard put to hold on.  "NOT YET!", she was getting rather loud and her pace was frantic.  "HOLD IT!!  she screamed, she grabbed  my external obliques (waist) with a death grip, which postponed what I was getting ready to do and it looked like she was getting ready to launch.

Unhh she groaned, "I found it."  She continued to grind on me until I got soft and slipped out. 

She fell down by my side, spoke softly, "It ran from me, but I was stronger, I, I caught it, don't worry it'll be easier from now on" and it seemed like she just passed out. 

I'm not sure if she was talking to me or herself.  Huh, I'm sort of relieved that first one is over myself.  She's a strong woman inside and out.  I don't think I should worry too much about her, certainly not enough to lose sleep.  No telling what kind of ringer she's going to put me through tomorrow.  Then a funny thought graced my mind, "Isn't this a twist, the woman falling asleep on the guy."

The next morning when I woke up she was still in bed with me but she was awake, had a hand placed on my arm, watching me intently, curiously, puzzled.  She waited until I had my wits, "You're right, I didn't bellyflop and neither did you",  then her face lit up, "Let's go sleepyhead."

[The_Pimp_NeonBlack]

Your character delvelopment is most amazing.

You know how to deliberately hold back on your characters, trickling information as water through rock, yet showing us incredible details of their inner personi.

You are a most marvelous writer, though you should still be mindful of quotation marks and personal point of view but they are little faults in the face of the magnificence of your words.

Kudos unto you, dear friend.

Peace
The Pimp NeonBlack

[lbujold]

I add my personal compliment for this excellent story and can't wait for the future development.  Can't wait for the growth to kick into high gear, though it has been very enjoyable to read so far too.

THumbs up.

[Fonk]

What a fantastic, clever story. I'm just off to read the next part! 😉

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