As soon as Camilla chooses doggy, I guide her to kneel in the rug (as the couch would lessen her muscle resistance) and I immediately get behind her. I kneel behind her and quickly become one with her, thrusting hard since the first thrust (I apply the force that is the breaking point of her resistance, the most she was able to hold last time).

Does Camilla’s muscles resist the impact without jiggling or do thy give in and jiggle with the impact? Does she choose to flex her muscles to try to prevent them from jiggling (with a chance of success or failure) or does she keep them relaxed not caring if they jiggle or resist firmly? Or does she not have time to react?

Jarrod immediately guides me to kneel on the rug, forgoing making it to the bedroom. No sooner had my knees kit the rug did I feel him kneeling behind me and almost instantly becoming one with me. He thrusts so hard I don't know if I can indulge him in my firm muscles for long, but want this to be a moment to remember so I flex my muscles as hard as I possibly can. As my muscles weren't very tired at this point I seemed to be holding firm to his extra hard, nearly extreme thrusts.

I continue thrusting hard as I hold tight Camilla’s quads. I ask her: “Are you holding on good? Do you think you can handle just a bit more strength?”

Princess_Lucky1731 wrote:

Isabel's pov:

I was gushing excitedly to tell Emily about my singles night but when I went into work I found out she had taken the day off so as soon as I finished my shift I quickly took out my phone and texted her that it was a wonderful time; and that I had even met someone. I asked her if I could stop by to discuss details and before I even got a response I was driving to her house.

As soon as Emily let me in we both got comfortable on her couch and I began uploading every detail about the previous evening.

"I really wasn't expecting to meet someone I just figured it'd be a nice time out, but shortly after I sat down this really cute woman (tall, blond hair, brown eyes) came up to me and asked me if she could buy me a drink. I happily accepted. We got to chatting and I found out her name was Alison and she was from the city. After a couple drinks I told her about my dating history and I felt like this club was my last chance to find a real good girlfriend. She responded by giving me her number so we could have a " real proper date" sometime."

I stopped talking long enough to hear what Emily had to say...

Emily's POV

Isabel had clearly been looking forward to telling me about her date, as she happily told me about Allison.

'I'm so happy for you, truly' I told her  after her narrative, giving her a friendly touch on the shoulder. Tears began streaming down my face and I wiped them away a little embarrassed.

'You should go out a proper date' I urged. 'You should text her when you get home, don't miss out'

'I won't' Isabel said softly. Her eyes began to fill with tears and she gave me a friendly hug. When she broke apart one of her tears had overflowed her lash, but just sat below her left eye not falling

'You've been a great friend, Em' she continued. Her tear decided to run slowly down her left cheek. 'Being your best friend is so nice'

I was grateful for her kind words and some more tears ran down my cheeks. Although I had had a friendship with Poppy, we hadn't been close friends not like her friendship with Jen. It was so nice to actually be close with a girl and not want to be with her romantically.

'It's nice to be your best friend too' I replied.

After we continued to talk for about 15 minutes, Isabel thought it was time for her to leave.

'I need to send Allison that text message' she said 'Wish me luck'

'Good luck!' I called after her. 'I'm working tomorrow so I see you then'

Tristan’s POV:

As we finish breakfast, Sophia orders a dessert to share, after the waiter leaves, she teases me further, she stands up and says: “since we’re sharing, I guess we should share seat.” She walks around the table and sits next to me, her left thigh pushing my right. As dessert arrives, she gets bolder still, taking my hand and dropping it on her thigh. I feel my hand bounce on her jiggling muscles until it comes to rest.

I don’t dare move my hand as her hand is on top of mine on her strong, developed muscles that feel outstanding on her skin.