hardcore girl!!

Another 100% true story. Almost unbelievable, but true.

I was at a party this weekend. It was a barbeque so everyone was fully dressed, due to the cold wheather. I paid notice especially to one girl. She was in her early 20īs and quite massively built. Not fat, but buff. You could tell She had huge breast because she had some thight tank top under her leather jacket.At first I paid attention to her muscular legs dressed in some very sexy high boots. So this was my distraction all evening.

Later on we where sitting around the fire and she sat down beside me. We hadnīt been properly introduced, so we greeted and started chitchat. Not long into our conversation the girl started the subject of female vs male strength. She bragged about her hard training in show jumping and riding horses. How physically hard it could be, and why she had started working out at the gym to gain more strength. And I noticed that her legs were actually a bit bigger than mine. She being 5ī7 as me.

She kept on talking about this a long time and I was wondering where she was going with the conversation, when she finally asked "So, are those arms strong or just for show off?". I was shocked about her question. I was playing cool, trying not to show my arousement. "What do you mean by that?", I asked. "I have been dying to know if I can beat You in armwrestling since the first moment I saw you", she said.

"You, armwrestling me? You wonīt stand a chance!" I said. "But Iīm so curios to find out! Iīm pretty strong, you know!", she stated.

"I have a thing for armwrestling guys. It makes me feel powerful!"

I was totally blown away by her words. She noticed my voice was getting shaky, so she continued "Whatīs the matter? Are you chicken? I know I have a good chance. I may not look like it but I weigh a solid 180#! And thatīs mostly muscle! So you wanna try out what strength a horse-girl like me has?"

I tried to keep my cool, though I was in heaven, not knowing really what to say. She caught me totally off guard. Usually itīs me asking these kind of questions.

"I would love to, but we need a table" I said. "I have already planned which table, because I know that muscle guys like You rarely like other people to see when they lose to a girl" she said mockingly.

It was getting dark and she said "Go to that table behind those trees and wait. I will come in a few minutes, so that the others donīt suspect that we are going to do anything sexual, and I will bring some candles and some more beer for us"

I started to walk to the table with shaky knees. I was so turned on by this experience! I sat down and took a sip out of the beer bottle. The time went really slow, but finally I saw her walking towards our table.I looked around trying to see that nobody would come to our table.

Her beautiful leather boots glittered in the light from the bonfire when she walked towards me.

"Hi there! she said. She lit up some candles and opened up another beer and took a sip. Then she took off her leather jacket exposing some real nice arms. "How big are your arms? Mine are 15, and growing" she said. 16 inches I told her. "Then Iīm not far behind" she laughed out.

Ok letīs do both right and left and no cheating! And keep your arm straight! No special techniques! This is a pure strength comparison, so I will not hear about som technique bullshit after I pinned your arm down, ok??!!

I tried to laugh as calmly as possible, but I was feeling really worried now. Of course I would fancy her to win, but at the same time Iīm a competitive person, and hate to lose!

She put her hair up in a pony tail and we locked hands. "At the count of 3. 1.. 2...... 3!!!

And both had eye contact and started to add pressure. I added as much pressure as I could and saw her hand go down inch by inch slowly. She looked me straight in the eyes and smiled all the time. Then she said "Itīs nice to know that even I, as a girl can take muscle guys like you on for a match and demonstrate that itīs not so obvious that guys are stronger" and with that statement she turned my arm up to starting positon and past that with steady pace. I am desperately struggling and actually trying to change my arms position (in other words cheating), but itīs too late. She just keeps on adding more pressure and there is nothing I can do. She starts cheering herself with words like "I knew it, I really am stronger! Girl-power! Feel the humilition, when I take you down!" And after that my hand is down. She jumps up and grabs my face and gives me a big deep kiss.

"I won!!" she said with a victorious shout. "And you tried to cheat, still I won over you easily!" She almost screamed.

"Not easily!" I said. "Your arm went down with a steady pace and there were nothing you could do about it!" she said.

And we did armwrestle with left arm also and it was the same result. After the left armwrestling match she straddled me on my chair and kissed me. I had a raging hard-on and she could feel it. "So you get aroused by loosing against girls? -I get aroused by winning" She whispered.

We partied the rest of the night and promised to train together at the gym later on next week.

Wonder how that will end?