Her Bicep Piqued My Interest (Short Story) (Patreon)

Her Bicep Piqued My Interest

Written by SteeleBlazer

Her bicep piqued my interest...

Mainly because she had the biggest freaking bicep peak I’d ever seen!

Not the biggest for a girl, but the biggest, beefiest, bulgiest bicep that I’d ever seen… bigger than any man’s I’d ever seen, and I mean even bigger than any weightlifting meat-head, roided-out male bodybuilder.

Now again, I’m not quite sure you understand just how big of a deal—and just how big—her biceps truly were. Because when I say she had the biggest biceps I’d ever seen, I mean her biceps weren’t just big, but bigger than big. They were huge, humongous; they were just plain freaking big!

Make that freaky big!

So big they were obscene!

But, oh, what a sight to see.

They were so big they defied belief… my belief in male muscular supremacy. Because looking at those great big bulging bicep beauties of hers, I never dreamed a woman could be so big and strong and muscular—and so dreamy!

Yes, she had that kind of hunky, muscular dream body, with the biggest pair of biceps that’d make even Hercules green-eyed with jealousy. And I just couldn’t take my eyes off her and those muscular mountains she had on her arms.

And that’s when I noticed that she noticed me noticing her and her great big biceps.

And do you know what she did?

She gave me a great big smile, and then she gave me a great big flex…

Only big is too small of a word to describe that flex. And she didn’t just flex one arm, but both of them, and those mountainous bicep peaks of hers erupted even higher and higher. My eyes went wider and wider, and I felt my heart beating faster and faster as she squeezed her arms harder and harder. Those biceps of hers kept rising and rising, higher and higher, and I felt like I was rising higher and higher right along with those bicep peaks of hers…

And in a way, I was.

She noticed my not-too-subtle flex of my own. Her smile grew bigger, and guess what—she gave those arms of hers another squeeze, and those bicep peaks of hers grew even bigger.

She was straight out of a fantasy, and I could only dream and imagine what she could do with those biceps of hers. Because they hadn’t just piqued my interest—they completely ensnared and captured me. They were so massive they were almost cosmic singularities of feminine, muscular gender superiority. Like twin muscular black holes—only these were bronzed and burnished, giving her physique a truly statuesque look—and they sucked me in. I couldn’t look away, and I couldn’t help but fantasize about those biceps.

And all my inhibitions and insecurities about being weaker and smaller than her—and those great big bulging biceps—were seemingly sucked right out of me. Because I couldn’t pull myself, or my eyes, away from those muscles of hers. They were so powerful and strong it was as if they had a gravitational force of their own, one that just kept pulling me in. And I simply couldn’t look away, even if I wanted to.

Lucky for me, she liked what she saw too. And let me just tell you, it wasn’t long before I figured out firsthand—or rather, first flex—just what those great big, beefy, bulging biceps of hers could really do.

And let’s just say they’d blow your mind—or another part of your body. And yeah, those bicep peaks of hers really piqued my interest and took me to the highest peaks of pleasure and passion I’d ever known.

And I know I’ve finally piqued your interest, and you might think this story is just a great big lie—but I couldn’t make up something this big. Because as big as this story might seem, trust me, it pales before those great big biceps of hers.

Because when I saw them, they truly piqued my interest. And when she flexes them and they don’t just erupt into mountainous muscular peaks but explode with muscularity—well, my mind explodes as well… and it just might pique your interest to find out what else exploded!