Ms. Robbins 1

Jimmy always looked forward to Ms. Robin's history class, not because he had much interest in history, but because Ms. Robins was a special kind of teacher. A special kind of woman. Jimmy had always been interested in muscular women, ever since he could remember. And Ms. Robins was muscular. Not grotesquely huge, like the women in Jimmy's imagination, but she had a really nice physique, especially for a woman who had to be in her mid-forties. She had a better, harder body than most of the girls in his freshman class at university.

Today Ms. Robins was wearing a short black skirt that showed off her muscular calves, accentuated by small black heels. He eyed them as Ms. Robins wrote on the white board, stared as she walked back over to her desk, and practically drooled when she sat on the desk and crossed those sculpted legs. In fact, he was so preoccupied with her legs that he didn't notice that Ms. Robins was now staring right at him waiting for an answer to the question she'd just asked.

"Jimmy, up here," Ms. Robins waived her hand, signaling she noticed exactly where Jimmy's eyes had been fixated.

The class laughed. Jimmy smiled a sheepish smile. Ms. Robins mercifully moved on to another student. The class continued, and Jimmy kept staring, this time making sure to be a little more discrete. At the end of class, Jimmy started gathering his things to get up. He took his time, happily waiting until last, to give him more time to ogle Ms. Robins' buff physique before moving on to his next class.

This time, though, as he passed Ms. Robins, desk, she said, "Jimmy, hold on," Jimmy felt a sudden fear, hoping he wouldn't get chewed out. Jimmy stood, waiting as Ms. Robbins crossed to the front of her desk and sat down on it.

“Jimmy, I noticed you staring at my legs during class today,” Ms. Robins asked with a smile.

“Yes, um, sorry Ms. Robbins, I didn’t mean-”

“There’s no need to be sorry, Jimmy. Did you like what you saw?” she said, crossing her legs. Jimmy could feel his dick stiffening at being close enough to touch those sculpted, muscular calves. 

“..Um,” Jimmy said, not quite sure what was happening. “Yes m’am,” he said, unable to lie.

“Well, I can appreciate that,” Ms. Robbins said. “I work very hard on them, after all,” she said, pointing her toes and causing the calves muscles to jump.

Jimmy felt sweat bead up on his forehead as his embarrassment at being caught warred with his rising libido spurred by Ms. Robbins’ muscular display right in front of him.

“It’s okay, Jimmy,” Ms. Robbins said. “You like muscular women?” she said, rolling up a sleeve and flexing an arm. A lemon-sized bicep popped, and Jimmy’s eyes bulged. So too, did his cock, tenting his sweatpants.

“Oh, my, you do like them, don’t you!” Ms. Robbins said with a chuckle. “Here, check these out,” she said, lifting up her blouse and flexing down. A perfect, rippling six pack stood in cabled relief on her mid section.

“Not bad for a 44 year old, huh?” Ms. Robbins said with a smile.

Jimmy gulped for air and nodded. “Amazing!” he whispered.

Ms. Robbins smiled and put her hands on her hips. “Good. If you want to see more, meet me here at 7:30,” she said, handing him a slip of paper with an address on it. “I’ve got a home gym and I’d like you to come help me with a work out.”

“Yes m’am!” Jimmy nodded happily.

Ms. Robbins smiled and waved her hand, “Now run off, I’ve got more classes to teach. Don’t be late!”

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When Jimmy arrived at the address on the slip, he found a nice little home. The front door was open behind a storm door, so Jimmy went inside. 

“Down here,” Ms. Robbins called. Jimmy followed the sound down a set of stairs to a basement. His breath caught at what he saw.

There was Ms. Robbins, sitting on a weight bench, clad only in short baggy workout shorts and a sports bra. She was curling a 25lb weight and watching herself in the mirror.

“Ms..Ms.. Robbins…” Jimmy studdered.

“Make yourself comfortable,” Ms. Robbins said. “I’m just warming up.”

Jimmy found a chair situated facing the gym. He sat.

“What do you think?” Ms. Robbins said as she dropped the weight and flexed a double bicep pose. Impressive lemon-sized biceps rose from her arms. A blue vein, pumped from her work out, rose on each one. Her shoulders were striated and defined, and he could see a small cleft of muscle running down her chest.

“Wow,” was all Jimmy could say. Ms. Robbins chuckled.

“I’ve been waiting a long time to find someone like you,” Ms. Robbins said, releasing her flex and turning to the mirror. 

“Someone who can appreciate all this muscle the way I do,” she said, curling her arm into a side chest pose. Her right pectoral muscle became a striated plate above her breast, covered by her sports bra. Ms. Robbins licked her lips then turned to look at Jimmy.

Jimmy’s mouth hung agape at the sight of the muscular Ms. Robbins standing before him. His hard on was clearly evident through his sweat pants.

“You do appreciate it, don’t you,” Ms. Robins said as she raised her arms behind her head, inhaled quickly, then exhaled into an abdominal flex. Her abs hardened into six striated lumps, and veins started bulging.

Jimmy nodded furiously. “Yes Ms. Robbins!”

“Good,” Ms. Robbins said with a smile. “It looks like you’re pretty stiff there,” she said, motioning to his hard cock. “Why don’t you take those sweatpants off and make yourself a little more comfortable.”

Jimmy’s eyes bulged. Was she really serious?

“Oh come on, don’t be shy,” Ms. Robbins said. “Here, I’ll go first,” she said, and then she suddenly slipped off those baggy shorts. Beneath, she had a tight black lycra thong that matched her sports bra.

She smiled an inviting smile. “See? Now we’ll be even,” she said, motioning for him to take his sweatpants off.

Jimmy awkwardly complied, wrestling his sweatpants off over perhaps the biggest boner he’d ever had in his life. Beneath he wore a tight pair of white boxer-briefs that were stretched to near translucency over his huge erect member.

“My my,” Ms. Robbins said with a sly smile. “What a nice surprise. You’re very well proportioned.”

Jimmy smiled, feeling a little pride, never having realized how his dick compared to others.

“I have an idea,” Ms. Robbins said. “It’s unhealthy for you to stay all...backed up. So how about you help me with my work out by working out your big cock at the same time?”

Jimmy’s mouth dropped. “Really?”

“Oh yes,” Ms. Robbins said and then licked her lips. “Here’s what we’ll do. I’ll do chin ups, and for every one I can do, you stroke your cock once. Okay?”

Jimmy nodded. Ms. Robbins chuckled, then jumped up to the bar and held on. Jimmy reached under his waist band and gripped his rock-hard cock. He had never felt it this hard before!

“Ready? One!” Ms. Robbins said as she slowly pulled herself up. Jimmy stroked his cock once, feeling his mid section vibrate with energy.

“Two!” Ms. Robbins said, faster this time, as Jimmy stroked his cock in unison.

“Three!” Ms.Robbins said, faster still. Veins started bulging in her arms from the effort.

“Four!” she said, as Jimmy stroked. “Five! Six!” she continued speeding up, an amazing feat in and of itself, made more amazing by the sight of her muscles becoming more defined with the effort.

“Seven!” she continued. Jimmy moaned as she said, “Eight, nine, ten!”

At the top of the tenth rep, she held her chin up, and said through grit teeth, “Hold on there, big boy, we’ve got a lot more to go. Don’t blow early on me!”

Jimmy was panting, but the break allowed his heart to slow just slightly.

“Eleven,” Ms. Robbins said, more slowly now. “Twelve. Thirteen… fourteen!” she ground out.

Jimmy was mesmerized. He couldn’t do anywhere near this many chin ups.

“Fifteen,” Ms. Robbins said, her arms starting to shake with the effort. Jimmy slowly stroked his cock which was practically vibrating from his arousal.

“Sixteen!” Ms. Robbins said, her voice getting raspy. “Seventeen!” she pulled, veins appearing on her forehead, which turned red.

“Eighteen!” she cried, shaking. “Nineteen!” Her arms were so puffed up, they looked an inch bigger than when he first saw them, with angry blue veins bursting.

“Unnngh…” Jimmy whined, barely able to hold back the torrent building in his ball sack.

Ms. Robbins let out a huge breath, then said, “Ready Jimmy? One more!”

She grunted, and pulled, her biceps straining, her lats bulging. “TWENTY!” she cried as Jimmy stroked, his cock bucked. He quickly cupped his hand over the top. He moaned, releasing his cum into his hand. His cock spurted and spurted, cum dripping down his shaft and between his fingers.

Ms. Robbins dropped to the floor and stalked over, her muscles bunching and rolling, like a predator. 

Jimmy was panting now, still in a state of disbelief at what had just happened. Ms. Robbins grabbed his wrist and giggled at the huge puddle of cum she saw there. 

“That was great,” she said in a husky voice. “I’ve never been able to do that many before. Having you watching, masturbating, helped for sure!”

Then she brought his hand to her mouth and licked it, slurping up his cum and swallowing it. 

“Mmmm,” she moaned, smiled at him, and winked.