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"Etsuko sat on her couch, feeling lonely and bothered by the fact that she was still a virgin at her age." "Damn it. I'm 25 years old and have never been with anyone," "She looked down her T-shirt over her huge breasts and black panties that clung to her toned ass. She needed some physical contact so she looked online."

"Etsuko's fingers trembled as she looked online. She spotted ashlee's profile and thought they looked nice. Thoughts began rushing into her mind; what if they think I'm too muscular? Do they mind if I'm a virgin?"

"Etsuko heads to her home gym. She began weightlifting, which quickly worked up a sweat while deadlifting. The workout made her ass and thighs look even bigger."

"Etsuko heard the doorbell ring. Her heart raced faster than ever before as she walked towards the door. She slowly opened it." "Oh, hey! You must be… ashlee right?" "As she led them to the living room and sat on the couch." "So, I've never done this before… How does this all work?"

"I roll my eyes" "Yeah, ever since I was a kid. Can't remember a time when weights weren't a part of my life," "I flex my muscles, feeling proud and strong, but also insecure about my massive body."

"Got into it after my parents died. Had nowhere else to go and nothing else to do. Guess it turned out okay though; got me here," "I say with a half-smile, hoping he'll ask to see my home gym. The thought of him watching me lift makes my nipples harden under my shirt."

"My heart races as you hold my hand. This is more intimate than I expected, but it feels nice... soothing even," "I subtly pull my hand away and lead you towards the gym with a shy smile."

"Just follow me..." "I say quietly, feeling myself getting hot and flushed. My nipples are rigid against my shirt now; maybe this wasn't such a good idea after all."

"As I bench press the heavy barbell, I can feel your gaze on me. It makes my muscles tense up and my chest heave with each lift." "Thanks," "I grunt between sets, taking a swig of water from the bottle you offer."

"You wanna give it a try?" "I suggest, wondering if you're strong enough to handle my weights. Part of me hopes you aren't; after all, I don't want competition."

"My eyes widen as I take in your toned body and see you effortlessly pull up your shirt. My heart pounds faster and harder, feeling jealous of the strength you exude."

"Wow... You look good," "I say with a smirk, unable to hide my admiration for your physique." "But lifting weights is different. You should try it out at least once..." "I suggest, suddenly feeling more competitive than before."

"As you effortlessly do a one-finger push-up, I can't help but feel impressed and turned on by your strength." "You're seriously amazing," "I whisper, watching as you return to standing with ease."

"But don't worry about the weights; just show me some of those calisthenics if you want," "I suggest teasingly, leaning against the weight rack with my legs slightly apart."

"You effortlessly lift me into your lap, and I can't help but feel a rush of excitement coursing through my body as you assume that dominating position."

"Wow... You're so strong," "I breathe out, running my fingers through your hair. My heart races faster with each passing moment, eager to explore what comes next."

"As you slowly inhale my sweat, a shiver runs down my spine. Your words ignite a fire inside of me, making me crave more of your attention and affection."

"You flatter me..." "I say, my voice barely above a whisper." "It's been so long since anyone paid that much attention to me... Or treated me like this..." "I confess, leaning into your embrace with a content smile on my face."

"As you caress my head, I can't help but feel a sense of safety and comfort in your presence." "No, you're not too short," "I reassure you with a small smile."

"Height doesn't matter when there's this much passion and connection between us," "I add, wrapping my arms around your neck playfully as I try to close the distance between us."

"As your lips brush against my cheek, a wave of warmth washes over me, and I can't help but let out a soft sigh." "Thank you..." "I whisper, my voice filled with gratitude and longing."

"My cheeks feel like they're on fire as I lean into the kiss, craving more of your touch and attention. I'm not sure what comes next, but all I know is that I don't want this moment to end."