Stronger wife

 A young husband finds that his wife is stronger than him, but in a nice way.

The young couple were in bed by ten most nights, and swore they would never go to sleep angry with each other. But this night was different, Dinesh was adamant he had been wronged and was not about to start any intimacy until

Shardha apologized. He lay with his back to his young wife and tried to sleep, their vow to always make up forgotten.

Shardha knew he was upset but still believed she was right, and wanted to make up. She reached a hand out to him and pulled his arm, but he resisted and would not turn over. She took a firmer grip of his slim right arm and pulled more insistently, her heart leaping slightly as he rolled towards her. 

Deciding that she would need to start things herself she slipped her right leg across and pressed it between his thighs, pressing against his still flaccid member. Shifting her upper body over him she pressed her large breasts (40 DD) against his slim chest (36), knowing that he loved the feel of them.

Dinesh was not ready to make up and moved his hands to push her off him, if they were to make love it would be when he was ready, and not before. He was puzzled to say the least when he found that he couldn't shift her, nor stop her advancing further.

He was a Quality Control Manager at a local manufacturing firm who cycled to Work most days and thought himself fit and healthy. Always stating that he was 5' 7", he was actually nearer 5'6", and weighed in at a trim 58 Kg. His wife claimed to be 5'8", but was almost an inch taller making her even taller than him. She was also active and worked in Quality Control at a small meat packaging plant nearby. She walked the three miles to work most days and didn't carry much excess weight on her curvy frame. Although she didn't like to admit it, she was almost 20 kg heavier than her husband, due to her more solid build.

As her husband started to caress her shoulders she nuzzled into his neck and slipped her right arm under his left and beneath his shoulders, pulling herself completely on top of him. Her breasts pillowed out between them and his right leg pressed between her thighs insistently. She gripped his right arm and pressed it to the bed while swinging her leg up and over his so that she could press herself against his manhood, both her legs between his now and nudging them gently but firmly apart. She moaned softly as he swelled against her, clearly aroused now and moving sensuously beneath her. Releasing his arm she reached down and gripped his firm small ass, shifting him slightly so that they were poised ready for her next move. She was now aroused herself, more than ever before, the gentle rubbing against him stimulating her so that she was almost ready even before he penetrated her.

Dinesh was frantic; despite his best efforts to prevent her, his wife had shifted his body into position beneath hers and taken what he thought of as the man's, HIS, position above him. His legs were wide apart while her legs were between him. All his squirming and heaving had left him breathless and helpless; nothing he did seem to have an effect on her. Her thick thighs were pressing his own apart even more as she pressed herself against him. His arousal was entirely against his will, and yet....

Shardha tightened her arm around his shoulders and slipped a hand between their heaving lower bodies to take him in hand and position him ready for her to fuck him. She teased the end of his penis around her moist hairy pussy and carefully slipped the tip into herself. Letting out a slight squeal of pleasure she pushed down, taking him slowly deep inside of her. Already on the verge she lifted her hips and thrust with more force, his gasp was even louder than her own and she repeated the move with more force again. In seconds she was coming, thrusting with short powerful moves until she moaned loudly and pushed down hard, not moving except for small shudders.

Dinesh was now heaving with all his strength to shift his wife to her normal position beneath him and take control, if they were going to do this he would need to be on top. With Shardha's powerful thighs pinning his to the bed he could not use his legs to turn her and was only able to use his upper body strength.

She seemed to weigh a ton, her arms were thicker than he remembered, and her shoulders and back wider. When the shudder from her orgasm came he felt the arm around his shoulders tighten almost painfully. His hand at the time was gripping her upper arm in an attempt to shift her and he froze as he felt the already large limb grow beneath his hand. 

Shardha's orgasm ended but she wanted more, and she wanted Dinesh to enjoy one too. She began slowly moving her hips up and down with a slight circular movement that really seemed to be causing Dinesh pleasure; his cock seemed to be growing even harder inside her. His hands seemed to be pushing at her as though he wanted her to slow down, or move in some different way, but she loved the way this felt and decided to continue. His way of making love had always been enjoyable, but not like this, she was liking this way better and was not about to stop.

Dinesh was more aroused than he could ever remember, and was not sure why as he struggled to take over proceedings. His wife grabbed him by the wrists and simply moved his arms away from her and suddenly he was pinned and unable to move as she slowly pumped her hips up and down. She moved his arms so that both his wrists were above his head and then began to move her chest as well, the big breasts rubbing sensuously over him. Desperate to take some sort of control he put everything into a final effort to break free.

Not only was Shardha enjoying this new position, but she could tell from the sobs and heaving of her husband that he was really enjoying it too. Clearly her taking the initiative had turned him on; she had never felt him so hard inside her. As she moved his arms easily over his head she wondered if that was part of it; did he like her being in control? Clearly he had not done much to prevent it.

Without stopping the slow thrusts of her hips she placed both his wrists in one hand and slipped her other behind on his chest and start crashing his chest like a man do to his wife.

"Like this, huh?" she breathed softly, smiling as he pretended to struggle beneath her. "Like me to be on top, do you?" she asked breathily as she gave him a hard thrust with her hips, only to slow down slightly and start with the circular motion again. She smiled as each downward thrust caused a gasp to escape from his lips, and she slammed down hard and was rewarded with an audible noise more like shock.

Aroused beyond belief, Dinesh was in shock. His young, normally demure wife had him pinned helplessly on the bed while she slowly brought him to climax, her strong body clearly easily able to overpower his. He stopped heaving with his arms as it was only straining his shoulders and looked into Shardha's eyes. She looked radiant as she increased the pace of her thrusting hips, watching him for the signs of his impending orgasm, wishing to time her second with it. Releasing his hands as the inevitable approached she shifted her right arm back around his chest to cradle his nipples while her left reached down to caress his firm buttock and thigh. Sensing that he was close now she started to pump in earnest, until she felt his body tense up, and then she thrust hard. Almost lifting completely off him she drove down again and again, bringing herself to orgasm even as he shot deep inside her. Such was the pleasure that she barely noticed his hands as they roamed across her shoulders and along her arms.

She lifted herself slightly, resting on her right elbow and smiled down at him. 

"Wow, that was fantastic," she said, beaming a big smile at him. "Hope you didn't mind me being on top this time, but it just felt so good I didn't want to move anywhere else."

"No, you can do that whenever you want." 

She thought she could hear something in his voice, but could not quite place it.

She reached up with her left hand to brush her hair over her right shoulder, and then she noticed his hand on her biceps. The position caused it to flex and he was silently feeling the big roundness of her considerably large bicep. It was swelling like a big man’s.

"I do seem to have grown somewhat since I took on this new position at work." It was almost an apology, she had noticed that she seemed to be getting heavier but not in the places she would expect. She spent six hours a day lifting sealed meat packages to visually inspect before delivery. "Nothing could replace the human eye", her boss had told her when explaining the importance of her new job. And when, after only three weeks, she had complained of backache, a physio was there the next day to teach her lifting posture and exercises to ease stress from standing all day. And two weeks later she had a new job title and a pay rise as well as a bigger appetite. Lifting packages weighing up to 30 Kg all day made her hungry, as well as noticeably bigger in the shoulders and arms.

"Do you think I should change my job? Am I starting to look.....well..... Too big?" She bit her lip as she waited for the answer, she didn't know if he would be upset that she was ballooning up so much. "They get bigger," she said as she lowered and raised her clenched fist a few times, watching his face. He inhaled slowly as the bicep beneath his hand grew even bigger with each flex. "I used to struggle with all the lifting but I hardly notice it now. I guess I'm a bit stronger than I used to be." She paused as she felt his recently depleted cock growing inside her again. "Do you mind that?" 

The question was almost redundant as he continued to feel the thick arm, and just to be sure she lowered herself gently on top of him and raised her right arm in the same pose, pumping it quickly up to the same size.

"No, I don't mind. You just made me come harder than I ever have before, and I'm getting aroused again just by feeling these arms of yours. Like I said, you can do that to me whenever you want. And I mean that you literally can do that, whenever you want whether I want to or not, whether I try to stop you or not. I tried to stop you earlier and you hardly noticed, you just took control, did what you wanted."

"Oh, Dinesh, I'm sorry, I didn't realize you wanted me to stop. I.."

"No! The best sex EVER! You were so powerful; you are so powerful that I couldn't make any difference at all. And did I mention that I came harder than ever before?

Seriously, you CAN do that to me anytime YOU want to. And if I try to stop you just ignore me, hold me down and fuck me till you're done. Nothing has ever turned me as much as you just now, taking me against all my best efforts to stop you."

"Really? You were trying your hardest to stop me? It didn't seem like you were trying that hard at all. I had both of your arms down with just one of mine.....

And you were trying to get free? To stop me?"

"Yes, really. I don't know who was strongest before you took this job, but there’s no question at all now. If you want sex with me, you can just put me in whatever position you want me and fuck me. I will struggle; try my best to stop you, but not because I want you to stop, because I know you are much stronger than me. Holy shit, Shardha, it’s only been two minutes and I'm hard as stone again."

She took his wrists and pinned his arms either side of his shoulders while nudging his legs even further apart than before. She ground herself against him before rising up and thrusting back down, noticing with delight that he was indeed, really hard again. This time she was less gentle, when she came down on him it was with considerable force on his hips and groin, making a slapping sound. His legs spread wider and she hammered down, relishing the power she had over him.

She released his wrists and slipped her arms around his slim upper body, supporting herself and hugging him tightly to her as she slowly but firmly pumped her hips. He lasted longer this time but she did not tire, reveling in the feel of his hands on her strong body. She tightened her arms as she felt his hands on them, teased him by lifting almost completely off him then surging down again. She loved being on top, it was such a thrill for her.

She came twice more before she felt his body tense, ready to burst again, and when she felt his hands on her buttocks, trying to force her down onto him she clenched them tightly, hardening them so that he could feel the power there. This also caused her to grip him tightly within her, and she sensed his orgasm backing off. She moved slowly again, then increased her speed until he was gasping with each thrust, only to stop and lock him tightly once more. 

Finally she could feel another orgasm rising within her and she pumped him harder and faster until they both came together. She mashed her lips onto his as she held him tightly in her arms as they both shuddered with pleasure.