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Boys lift / carry older girls or women

Question: When you were 10-14 (boy) have you ever lifted an older girl(16+) or women? Or maybe seen something like that? If you got experiences please write and comment.
Created by: genki247 at 06:54:41 AM, Tuesday, March 01, 2011 PST

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I once lifted the girlfriend of my cousin. She was 18 and I was 12. She was complaining about her height(she was small) so I thought about lifting her up.

coMar 03 2011 3:08pm


I have lifted lots of older women and also had some sexual experiences with them because of carrying them too, maybe I was lucky or ?

ramonefanMar 04 2011 9:39pm
To ramonefan: could you write about them?

coMar 05 2011 5:05pm
Hahaha, well the first and maybe one of the best is with my brothers old girlfriend; I think at the time I was 13 or 14, and she was somewhere in her 20s. Let's see if I can remember the vital statistics, she had black hair, dark eyes and light skin, very big breasted, and big bum, maybe 145 pounds and 5 foot 6 I would say. Anyway one night I was hanging out at her apartment with nobody else around, and I just got a wild hair, and started to carry her in every way I was able to - hormones helped a lot :) It didn't seem to matter where I put my hands on her though and as long as she was up in the air I was able to do what I wanted with her. I never had anything sexual with her overtly, but as far as feeling and touching every part of a woman through her clothes well :) My favorite thing to do with her was to throw her over my shoulder, walk around the room while I would slide my hand up and down her bottom, and go over to the mirror in the corner of the room and get a good peak :) But again we never did anything sexual, but there were more than a few with my stepmoms boss, neighbors mom and some older girlfriends.

ramonefanMar 06 2011 3:40pm
Genki, you want to write about any of yours? I got lots more that I could share

ramonefanMar 21 2011 9:20pm
When I was 12 there was this girl from my neighborhood at my house. She was 17 and we were alone, playing videogames. She had black hair to the shoulder and was slim. We talked a little and then I asked her to let me lift her up. I already lifted a few older girls before, so I knew I could easily hold her. She said it was alright, so I put my arms around her and lifted her up. As I thought, her 48 kg felt like nothing and holding her up was so easy. She wanted me to let her down but I tightened my grip and walked through my room a bit. I let her go and she was surprised how strong I was. I was very excited and put her on my lap, embracing her tightly. She struggled but I was stronger and then I lifted her up "bride-over-treshold" style and carried her around. Later I wrapped my arms from behind around her and lifted her up again a few times. She enjoyed it too and it was fun because she was a featherweight. When she tried to get away I just caught her and threw her over my shoulder carrying her back to my room. Since then I lifted her countless times.

genkiMar 22 2011 2:18pm
wow Genki that sounds like loads of fun! When I was around 14 also, I did have an auntie come over for a few weeks in the summer; let's see, she was 45 or somewhere around there, had a very nice build, filled up her swimsuit quite nicely; Well one day we were fooling around in the pool...Sorry before I forget the vital statistics are: She was maybe 170 cm, and weighed maybe 56 kilos with nice soft bottom and breasts; anyway, we were fooling around in our pool at the beginning of her visit, splashing water on each other, wrestling around a little bit. Anyway, I ended up swimming behind her, putting my head between her legs and lifting her up onto my shoulders. Needless to say she was very shocked and a little scared to be up so high, and immidiatly told me I had to put her down. Of course I just laughed at her and told her that there was no way I was going to let her get away now that I had her, and she then got a little offended and started to kick at me with her feet. That kind of made me mad since it was a rather uncalled for reaction. But still I held her fast on my shoulders, and next she started to threaten to tell my parents how I was being a naughty boy, and I don't even know why I didn't listen to her maybe it was the sensation of her womanly softness on my shoulders, but I just kind of laughed at her and told her that since she was so small and light, I couldn't possibly put her down. With that I began to tease her a little bit, motioning like I was going to throw her off my shoulders, telling her " Oh, I was wrong, you're too heavy for me!!" She began to squeal lightheartedly and she wasn't as scared as before. Now she started to relax, and began to direct me with where she wanted me to carry her. So for the next 45 minutes or so, I carried her all over the pool, from one end to the other, and what a feeling it was. She rested her hands in my hair, and every once in a while would squeeze her thighs together on my neck. Maybe that was where I got my love of having a woman in my arms. After a while she did ask that I put her down, so I kneeled down in the shallow end and let her loose. She immidiately turned to face me and jumped right up into my arms! I was a little shocked and almost fell over, but managed to hold on as she tucked her legs in close to her body and I wrapped my arms around her legs and waist. And for a while I just held her in my arms, not really walking anywhere, but she just put her head into my chest and kind of kissed my cheek a few times. It was a great summer and needless to say we spent a lot of time in the pool :))

ramonefanApr 05 2011 3:57am
I?ve seen that some time ago. A boy just lifted a friend of mine up. She was 22 and he...don?t know, but definitly younger.

klaroMay 07 2011 3:12pm
I once wrestled an older girl and easily dominate her. Most of the time she struggled in my embrace because I took her in a bearhug. It was no serious fight and I only played with her. Even at armwrestling she was a wuss. I think it was just to show her my strength but she somehow enjoyed it. She was really surprised when I grabbed her under her arms from behind and picked her up. After that she definitly knew that I was much stronger.

genkiJun 18 2011 8:51am
Whenever my older sister stood in the way I just lifted her up and carried her. She always yelled after that, but she was frail and very light. Besides it was fun lifting her.

FKJul 17 2011 8:59am
I too lifted my older sister many times. She is 6 years older and just 102lbs. After seeing a lift in the TV I told her I could do the same with her. She didn?t believe me and I ordered her to stand up. She didn?t think a 12 year old could lift her, but as soon after I put my arms around her tighs I lifted her up. I hold her for almost 4 minutes and she felt weightless to me. She wanted me to put her down and even though she struggled I held her without problems. I could even swing her over my shoulder like a sack potatoes and carry through the rooms. She told me she felt helpless every time I picked her up. I could lift her and one of her friends at the same time, but only for half a minute.

chacAug 01 2011 2:29pm
I once front lifted my maid who is 8 to 10 yrs older to me

anonymousJan 01 2012 8:59am
I'm 19, but I went down to the beach with my 15 year-old sister, and we bumped into 2 of her classmates, 2 boys aged 15. We hung out with them for a while, and they wanted to have a chicken fight, so one of them lifted my sister onto his shoulders and the other one was left with me. I should say I'm rather big (5'10 and 170 lbs), and he was much shorter (maybe 5'5) but a powerfully built black lad, who had no trouble at all standing up with me on his shoulders.

alsisonApr 03 2012 4:29am
I love lifting up girls! When i was 14 a super hot dominican girl used to come over to my grandmas house where i lived, to clean the place. She was in her late 20's id say 26-28, she was 1.75m and around 65kgs and she was voluteous u remember just like a girl i used to see in old rap videos needless to say she was black. A young ebony godess with long black hair a cute face cute feet long legs big huge soft butt , kinda chubby vu still small waist, huge boobs.. Andto pick the girl the girl up i came up with: i told her i needed my model cars off the top shelve( i placed them there removed all objects she could use to stand on) and i suggested id hold her up. She said i wouldnt be able to hold her weight up so high ,and she started walking towards the door to get a chair form the other room, when i slipped a hand in between her long legs and kind of scooped her vajayjay with my right hand and lifted the girl up single move untill her big soft butt was on my chest, she kinda squeaked haayyy! an then was like " wat arr you oh uhmm omg oh ooh omg ehm ehm your hand" because my hand was right on her crotch, pressing hard on her soft part. But i acted like i didnt hear and I turned around and walked over to the closet and made her put the model cars from the top shelve onto the table, picked her up like four times, the last time i heard her moan and she rocked her hips a lot when i picked her up wih my hand cupping her crotch :D

JayjayAug 04 2012 7:09pm
I once lifted my sexy aunt over the shoulder

LifterbdSep 24 2012 12:20am
detail please Lifterbd

jojoOct 20 2012 8:40am
When I was 11 I was often picked on by my older cousins girlfriend, they were both 18. So when he left I thought about to show her that I am not as weak as she thinks. I sneaked behind her and tried to lift her up but she grabbed my hands to prevent it and she wrestled against my grip. I knew I was stronger than her and so I slowly locked her up in my arms. She struggled desperatly, most likely because she didn´t want a kid to lift her up or even carry her around. Even so she was 7 years older she was a twig and with ease I could lift her up. While I was holding her up I realized that she was even lighter than I had first thought and she was weak...there was no way she could escape and I didn´t plan on letting her go. While I carried the protesting girl around the room I wanted to try another grip. I let her down but immedeatly picked her up again to put her under my arm and carry her like luggage. Even with one arm she wasn´t any heavier, but while she was tightly locked in my arm she managed to squirm free. She tried to run but I grabbed her and wanted to lift her again, so I scooped her up onto my shoulder and carried her. While she struggled to get down I walked with her into my room.

ginNov 05 2012 2:10pm
would anyone send me links about kids lifting woman up? pasadriangabriel@yahoo.com.ar thank u

adrianaNov 26 2012 10:34am
Please dont judge me by age. Im a girl 16 and like piggyback people. i want to see how heavy i can carry. how do i ask a bigger or older person. my brothers friends are not a challange.

SaraDec 04 2012 8:46pm
@Sara I think that´s the wrong poll for this. This poll here is more like kids want to lift YOU up and carry you around...

lennyDec 05 2012 6:52am
yep, he´s right. when I was 12 I always picked up a 16 year old girl in my neighborhood. I lifted her like she was a doll, carried her around and even when she ran away I grabbed her back in my arms so I did some funny stuff with her. She was a good friend.

anonymousDec 07 2012 2:18pm
i have lifted my cousins.... i am 22, 5'9", 70kgs i have lifted my cousin many times...she always like to be lifted by me...but being a man, i don't want be lifted by any girl...my cousin was heavy enough than me in childhood and taller also... i have given her front lift many times... i also like ff lift and carry...my taller cousin's ht. was 5'6", 70kgs and my smaller cousin was just 45kgs and 5feet only. then my smaller cousin lifted my taller cousin very easily...she gave her front lift....my smaller cousin has lifted many females who were taller and heavier to her.... i saw my cosuin's butts also. in india, sometimes ladies go to toilet in open. so when i was 10 years old, then my cosuin(she was 10 years older to me) went to toilet and i saw her butts from behind....she saw that i was watching her...but she was smiling...after some years...i lifted her and gave her front lift...

vDec 12 2012 11:26pm
When i was 8 yrs old, my older cousin, about 16-17 yrs old used to make me a pony on all 4s and ride on my back. she played the game everyday for aatleast 30 mins

AnonymousJan 18 2013 3:41am
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gabiFeb 04 2013 12:46pm
hello. send more links from kids lifting wommen up.

gabiJul 03 2013 9:06am
Hey gin how tall and heavy were you and how tall and heavy was your older cousins girlfriend

FlameJul 03 2013 12:49pm
I lifted my aunt on my hands. She was then approx. 60 KG.Previously I lifted my cousins and my friends. So I was sure that I can lift her. We were discussing about her attempts to loose her weigh. So I said that I have to lift her up to understand her weight.When she was lifted by me, she was laughing.Again I hold my both hands around her hip and carried her. She also enjoyed it. I live in India and in India lifting girls or relatives in public is not permissible.So what can I do?Because after that also I never get an opportunity to lift a woman up.

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AG9Aug 14 2013 10:18am
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adrianAug 19 2013 9:58am
it all started by accident, here's the story. when I was 14 I was at my grandmother's house (63 years old) with my cousin 19 years old. since my cousins was the highest my grandmother asked him to help her pick up a box with books on a shelf, once grounded, however, my cousin could not lift it, then I told my grandmother that I can leaves i'm more muscular than my cousin. My cousin was getting annoyed by this because you could see right away that my arms and chest were much more robust and my grandmother said was true, but you're small. At that point I lifted the box and onto the other side of the house as my grandmother wanted. My cousin said he was tired that day and for this reason he canKt lift, but he was stronger then said that he could even raise his grandmother (60kg), I said ok let's see who is stronger!he leaned down and with his arms around ass lifted for a moment my grandmother. I knew to be stronger I immediately responded by raising my grandmother with an arm around the waist and the other under his legs. my grandmother shouted and was shocked by this, she said ok you've won put me down i'm heavy for you, I said sure Grandma? I started to walk around the house with her in my arms and she did not believe it was true, she said now you have shown your cousin that you're smaller but stronger now you can not even get up put me down. ok grandmother I still can not hold you in my arms I pretended to stoop to let her go but then I immediately raised a moment sending her flying. my grandmother said at that point yet stronger than I thought make me feel light as a child was no longer tense but she is relaxed and has begun to touch the muscles of my arms were commenting on how big and hard muscles, asked my cousin to show his muscles in his arms and touching my grandmother said I'm sorry your cousin is much stronger and has almost twice your muscles even if it is smaller! only now I grounded my grandmother who once dropped did not believe she said that although she told my aunt or my mother did not believe

MIOct 08 2013 5:52am
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oRnmuciyWOct 26 2013 3:26am
Okay I was a bit older than 14 when this happened. I was 15 or 16 and this was around the time I got closer to my stepmom. She was about 46 then, though my dad was younger. She moved in when I was 13 but we weren't really close then. A rough description of her would be that she was light skinned and kind of plump, at about 175 pounds, but not exactly fat because she was tall, taller than my dad, about 5'10. She always wore shorts and stuff, showing her thighs off. At 14, I started findig her attractive, getting closer to her, being sweet all he time and helping her do chores. I was scrawny at the time, roughly 135 pounds. This particular incident was the first time I lifted her. She was at the kitchen, and a tube needed switching. I offered her a seat on my shoulders, and she accepted almost immediately. I was nervous, I remember, uncertain about bearing her weight. I squatted down and she put her plump legs around me, and sat down partially. I gatheredmy strenght and pushed upwards, making sure to use my legs and not my back when standing. It worked. I saw her legs dangling above the floor. But she was so extremely heavy, my back immediately started hurting. But I was fired up on the hormones, I guess, so I told her she didn't weigh much at all. This made her laugh, and she wriggled a bit to be comfortable, her hands putting pressure on my head. Then she set to work on the bulb. She unscrewd the old one and handed it down to me, then set the new one on. The whole process took about three minutes or so and I recall feeling pain in my legs, back and shoulders, but I also felt a sort of pleasure at feeling her crotch pressed up against my neck, and the sight of my legs dangling in front of me. After she finished with the bulb, she asked me whether I was strong enough to walk over to the other side of the room and switch the light on. I realised later that she mustve been enjoying herself on my shoulders, but at the moment was more focused on the impossible task ahead of me. I was pretty sure I wasn't that strong, and I feared falling down on my knees, but I told her it was no problem at all. She laughed, and at that moment I knew I was fooling no one. She knew what she was putting me through, and yet she seemed to be content somehow. And I wanted to prove myself to her, so I slowly took small, shaky steps towards the switch.She placed my hands on my head again to balance herself, and I somehow made the switch and turned it on. Then I slowly rotated on the spot and found the light came on right. She asked me to put her down then and I squatted again. She climbed off my shoulders and I felt relieved and at the same time I missed having heer warm weight on my shoulders. I starightened up andshe hugged me, smiling. Needless to say, it was the first of the many times I carried her

DanielNov 03 2013 6:33am
Daniel cool! Come again...

riderNov 07 2013 4:11am
Yes I would love to share my stories if anyones interested. Its a great feeling, holding a woman up, either in your arms or on your shoulders, and my stepmom was the first one I ever carried

DanielNov 08 2013 10:03am
6m7BFq I loved your article.Thanks Again.

ZWDSbwCdHJhPotyYNov 18 2013 5:24pm
some days later after i lifted my grandmother for the first time, she sit on my lap i was embarassed she ask me if she is so heavy, then i stand up and lift her and i answer: what do you say? she replay I know you can because you are the strongest nephew. this make me very happy and i started to jump always with her on my arms. then i put her down and lift her immediatly over my shoulder. i like a lot to lift older woman and she like too. after this day i lift her a lot of time in every position

AnonymousNov 21 2013 3:08am
I want to lift a woman somehow

siddmatzNov 21 2013 5:43am
A guy much younger picked me as if a twig n swung me like a kid ,needless to say I wz embaressed but super happy

archana pNov 21 2013 6:02am
hi archana p! how he start to pick up you? tell more please. it is beatiful when young boy lift older woman. thanks

AnonymousNov 21 2013 6:50am
there are anime with boy carrying older girl or woman in his arms ?

nicoleNov 28 2013 6:14pm
when I was 15 I was on a school trip to visit a city. after walking all day , my teacher 38 years beautiful lady with a fantastic body that I liked said that her feet hurt because of heels and hoped to get to the hotel as soon as possible so as not to walk more . I could not escape me an opportunity like that and I told her that I carry it in my arms, she replied that she did not expect this response, I reply that I'm not joking she says she weighs too much and I can not lift it . At this point I put my left arm around her waist and my right arm to take her legs and lift . she cries to put it down immediately , I answer with a firm tone looking into her eyes you said you do not want to walk and that I 'm stronger than you 'll help , women must be protected . she looks at me and says nothing in the meantime I was taking her up to the hotel. after 5 minutes with very gentle voice tells me to bring it down I will be tired with all this effort , I say that she is light in my arms and then I'll take you in my arms until the hotel is not discussed. she looks even more surprised and tells me they are very strong and have a great personality but too young.

MINov 29 2013 3:25am
waw , very nice story , you are very Lucky , there are another carry that you do like that ?

maNov 29 2013 8:22am
I had front lifted my maid who is 2 yrs older than me

ajayDec 08 2013 9:05am
there are a film or anime or seri with bou carryng woman ?, please tell me if you know one

AnonymousDec 19 2013 9:27am
ma you said i'm lucky if you desire something this appened. i like to lift older woman and i do it! when the situetion occurred i don't escape it, sometimes i create the situation. i approach the woman and i lift her without asking. until now all women said they enjoyed even if at first they said to put them down, but then seeing that I have the strength to support them relax and enjoy a younger guy to lift them up with ease

MIJan 07 2014 5:21am
waw , soo cool , write story of your carry "MI"

redJan 08 2014 6:15pm
i lift a lot of woman , when i has 14, when i has only i me home , one very beautiful sexy woman of 32 old it name is sara ,she come and ask me if me mother has her , she has very tall than me 1,80m and very hot body ,and me 1,60m , then i tell her "" me mother must be here now , welcome inside "" she tell "" ok i will wait her "", i has very happy , i wanted very much carry her in me arms , then she sit in sofa , i dont have any idea how to do to carry her , and i has soo streng to carry this big woman ? , then i tolk that ,"" i eat very much but i dont be fat "" , she tolk that " it strange , how much you weight ? i aswer "" 50 kg , you ??" she aswer "" 75 kg "" , when hear that , i has shoked , i come to her and put me arms in his back and leg and carry her in cradle carry, wawww all his boddy in me arms , she cry , and tell "" what are you doing , are crazy "" i tell that she has very light , but she is not , then she bigin to smile , i dont wanted to put her down , i walk with her in me arms into the house to found mirror , she tell "" put me down , you hurt yoursef "" i dont care i tell him that i dont want to put you , you are me baby now i have take care of you , she tell ""ok me heros , you are the firt to carry me "" i tell "" you are never be carried, it soo cool , i would let you in me arms forever, "", i let him in me arms about 30 min witout puting her , 35 min with older sexy woman of 75kg in me arms, i never wanted to put her down , but me arms hurted me soo much , it one of me best carry , i carry older girl after that more weithy than sara , but sara is me first weithy girl

redJan 08 2014 6:16pm
me to "red" well done i write soon

MIJan 09 2014 5:54am
thanks you ""MI"" it a pleasure

redJan 09 2014 6:54pm
it is a story ,still in my memory, I was 13 years old, one day, was between family, my parents decided to travel urgently through, there were my uncle and his wife with us, his wife did not want to travel then I also wanted to stay in order to be alone with her, it was an opportunity not to be missed, my parents leave and leave me alone with the beautiful woman, she was a woman of 1.74m and 56kg of weight but it was very beautiful like a princess, you know I never approach the ugly girl, just beautiful girl while she was in the process of watching TV, I think of a trick to lift my arms, I start doing push-up so that she notices me, I was told "" look I'll do 70 push-up "" and said, "" ok, I'll count you how you gonna do "" know it although I am very strong, so I did 80 push-up, she was really surprised, I took a little rest and then I told him how much you weigh, she answered that she did not know, I ' I said ok, I'll know by now, she said "" I did not understand how "" I said "" I will raise you and tell you after "" she reddened, she remain silent I said "gone" stand up "" she is up, and I lift her front carry, both my hand touched her buttocks, I felt nothing, she was too lightness, she said that I am strong , two minutes after I put her back down, and soon I raise it in the cradle, i love cradle carry, she was shocked, I was beginning to throw her in the air and take her in my arms, then I walk into the house, she was shocked she thought I has going to the bedroom, she told me "" where you are going, "I entered a room that was very far from the room where we were before, there were a large miroire, I saw this little boy wearing this big girl in her arms, then she said something that inflame me "" even my husband can not wear me like you makes , you're too strong, i had in me arms a perfect body of the woman , soo sexy , beautifull leg , now she really feel underpad, I start to turn,she enjoyed, after a 45 min after, she felt that I wanted to to put her down , she told me "" Hey, brings back me where you find me ,in the other room, I was back, my little boy wearing a large woman in my arms, imagine if my parents watch me wear this great woman , that will be me Hell, it was too cool as experience ,

redJan 09 2014 8:11pm
here a strange lift story, i remember the particular because she was very very pretty and sexy. i was 14 and see the woman dressed in a mini skirt and high heels with a sexy body and very tall. she came out of the supermarket with a heavy bag and saw that she had a very hard to bring. i approach her and asked "i can i hel you?" she answered: " you are very kind but the bag is really heavy and it is hard for me, you can not you're smaller than me. thank you so much. this response bothered me and I respond with a firm tone " You do not know how strong I am if I want I can lift the bag and at the same time carry you. she starts to laugh and said "i want to see" sure I was joking and I could not do it. i answer "ok you'll see that you change your idea" i take the bag with left hand and immediatly I put my right arm under his ass and I lift her. she was shocked and with frightened voice said " ok, you are strong, this is impossible. put me down. i answer " since you doubt me I'll take you to the car because you're weak and you can not even lift the bag" Meanwhile, I was walking with the bag on one side and her on the other and she starts to relax and said: ok my baby strongman. my car is black them. this made ​​me mad!arrived at her car i put her down and greet her. she kisses me on the cheek and palpated my biceps.that you're just a young man can get up quietly with only one arm, you're stronger and more muscular than my husband. go on like this. the best greeting!!

MIJan 10 2014 4:07am
at the age of 17 years, one day, when I'm alone at home, the wife of my uncle come she has 34 years old, she was very sexy, with a tight dress ,a really very hot body, I always dream to carry her in me arms ,was 4 years , whenever I want to wear her something happens and i dont do that but this time ,I will do everything possible to get there ,I told her mom is not there, she said "ok, I'll wait," she lengthen in a sofa and starts watching TV, my heart beat fast, I could not resist this body, I do like i am loking for my nds, she wanted to stand up , to let me her place ,she was lying on the sofa but i dont let him the time to stand up I put my left hand under her legs and my right hand on her waist, and I took her in my arms, she started to laugh and tell me "" weighs how much I "" I said that she was very lightness "" she weighed about 70 kg "" all his body was in my arms,his body was warm ,his hand surrounded my neck , just like me bride ,her breasts were so stick to me I did not want to put her down,I felt the softness of her buttocks by touching it, she felt very well and she tell "" now you can carry me ,once this is me who carry you , you become a realy man "" I could not resist, this time, I did something I've never done in my all me life after 30 min to carry her ,I pretended that I was tired and I wanted to sit down , i sit and I put her in my legs to feel even better the smoothness ,it was the first and last woman who i do that, i fell that i have a very big beybe in me leg , that has me best feeling , she has so hot so wheity but she was shocked,she did not believe what just happened, it was starting to get restless , then a tell"" sorry "" but what really impressed me is when I put her on me leg i dont touch him ,she could stand up, and she is not up, it stay on my leg , i stand up with carry him in me arms i wanted to let her in me arms but it finish , i put her down , i finaly win to carry the best sexy woman this is my best experience and that is why I wanted to rewrite it

redJan 10 2014 6:30pm
A3bJRA Im grateful for the article post. Will read on...

prkwkqiGwSzTGoGeOTiJan 30 2014 12:13pm
very nice "red" have you another lift story of your lots of to write? i have

MIFeb 12 2014 1:46am
Hi MI would love to hear your story.

MEBFeb 12 2014 6:46am
I was at my friend's house and his mom asked us if we wanted tea and biscuits. we respond yes and she goes into the kitchen opens the closet to take the cups but does not come as too high. she was a beautiful tall woman 40 years old and I am 15 and since I love to lift women who are older or bigger than me I immediately took advantage of. I said to her: I come to help you. mom replies, you're shorter than me, do not worry I'll get the ladder even if it is uncomfortable in the attic. I: do not worry about the ladder, I will get up. mom laughs and says:i'm heavy, let me take the ladder I: you are kind that prepares the snack, I help you seek without the ladder and then you see you're very light Mom keeps laughing: you are nice, just wasting time I'll get the ladder I say ok she leaves the kitchen and goes before us at this point I subside, with my left arm squeeze her legs resting his left shoulder under his seat and lift. she makes a high-pitched scream and then shut up. I start to walk with her on my left shoulder and say you've seen that we do not lose time and you're light? mom: Put me down, I'm afraid to fall, you get hurt back I start with the right hand to caress her legs: you do not put it down. do not worry you're too light to fall I can keep for a long time. before you take the cups and then I'll put you down mom looks at me and smiles: okay I see you're strong, take me to the closet I: good you understand. once took the cups mom says ok put me down now that they are heavy and you are injured I: So you did not understand that I am strong and I can get up when I want! I start to do 10 squats with her on the shoulder and the last climb very fast in order to blow her up and take her on the fly in a cardle and then walk towards sofa and I sit her on my lap and say: now you understand you're light? mom red in the face and a timid voice said: no one has ever raised with ease like you and then I'm stubborn you had the courage to do the same and I'm left without words, never happened. I like you're a tough guy you are very strong and determined. I am very glad of his words, I look straight in hes eyes and with my right hand stroked her thigh with my left hand and give her a pat on the butt and say: go to prepare a snack. she squirts and while lifting with her hand gently skims from hip to the chest where it makes more power with the socket and always looking me in the eyes with a soft voice says: very pleased with my strong boy.

MIFeb 12 2014 8:24am
CcHQUA Muchos Gracias for your post.Really looking forward to read more. Much obliged.

FNWpLMqigLvapFtMar 22 2014 11:44am
So I continue to write the history of lifting this mom of my friend who gave me a lot of satisfaction . when I went to see my friend again ( to be honest I just wanted to raise again the pretty and tall woman ) has opened her own and she said "my strong boy what a pleasure to see you again ! " with this greeting was must immediately lift her and I took her in the cradle and he says " the last time I 've surprised me a show for the first time , see if you are strong we go upstairs and greetings my son. I say " if you this is strong, for me it is nothing you are light I remember you ! anyway let me show you what it means to be strong. while I was taking her she smiled at me and looked at me , a great feeling , I did not want to put it on the ground. arrived upstairs in the room of my friend I greet him still holding her mother in her arms. he greets me and tells me put down my mom . I answer, " she told me she wants to see how strong I am , so I can hold her for much longer. Mama " ok , you're strong , put me down I go in the kitchen. of course I say " I'll take you in the kitchen! " down the stairs while she rests her head on my shoulder and tells me " you make me feel like a little baby , you make me pleasure. I." for me it is a pleasure to raise a beautiful woman like you a lot more than me and know that you love makes it even more beautiful " arrived in the kitchen I put it down and she said" you're really strong let me feel your muscles " I with all my power I flex my arm, she caresses it and kisses it and says" come and see me and get up when you want to "I" with great pleasure my beautiful woman light " my friend calls me and I go to him .

MIMar 25 2014 1:16am
1nh7CL Thank you ever so for you article post.Really thank you! Awesome.

DRBmcAIVGJyBApr 01 2014 8:44am
When I was 15 I was sitting on the couch my aunt (39 years old ) said I had to get up because I had to clean responded aunt doing after I'm comfortable here . he gets nervous and takes me by the arm , I get up I immediately free from his hand I grab her by the arms and standing perfectly with your body still I lift her in the air with only my arms. she screams to put her down now , still holding her in the air and shaking her cry aunt do not worry . at that point she changes her look and tells me : ok sorry I was nervous . only now I bend your arms and legs to give momentum to her and without letting it touch the ground I take her to the flight I sit her on my right arm with his left while massaging her legs tell her good aunt now you have to be quiet with me. she tells me she has no words for my strength and the ease with which I was raised and still continue to hold her up with one arm . now my aunt is really relaxed and always sitting on my arm lowers his head and strokes my back with my left hand I take her legs and I still keep in the crib and she rests her head on my chest and paws the muscles of my arms, saying that she has never touched so big and powerful I say, even if you're taller and older than me I can do what I want you You're light for all my muscles.I sit on the couch and put you sitting on my lap and started to kiss me while I caress her back, her tits and legs. she says to me, now I'm the smallest you are young but extremely stronger than me who knows when you grow up. From that day my aunt has changed asks permission to me to do anything, she loves to be picked up as long as possible because he feels young and light. pice to me so this makes me mad as she got up and when I want. after a few years at a dinner with the whole family we were talking about strength and my aunt said in front of everyone (my grandmother, my parents and my uncle her husband) that I am sure of the strongest and most muscular and says now nephew raises me. I said okay aunt but it is easy because you are light (in these years I trained so that I had increased my strength and so I wanted to surprise her again). I'll take to her hips and lift into the air, all the relatives are amazed I pretend to put her down and start to bend and straighten my arms without ever touching her on the ground after 5 repetitions with her always put my hand up under her belly and keep her in the air with one arm and in the meantime I'm going to take a glass to drink then return in the middle of the living room and only now taking her down with her on the flight with one arm under her legs and the other behind his back. still in my arms, my aunt said to me in the ear that i'm getting stronger and she likes more then tells everyone, then who is stronger? her husband (the more muscular after me) approaches want to lift as I did. He took her by the hips but can not then try with folded arms and lower legs but can not again. My aunt says, needless my nephew is the strongest man! the next day my aunt invited me to her house, and I go to see her with a robe and she says lift me as only you can. I pick her up in a cradle and kiss her with a hand pick only one of his legs and the other arm and lift her over my head, my aunt says: i'm feeling nothing in your arms, I lose my head at that point the Down with the kiss again and immediately after the lift again and as she had no panties start to lick her clit with her always in the air until she is coming. she said she has never been so well and has never felt so helpless with my extreme strength and my big muscles...

MIApr 02 2014 3:41am
any girl would like to lift me, i am 16 years old, weight under 50 kg 176cm??? Contact me: isaacli98@gmail.com Remember to give me some brief information like age, weight , height and place you prefer to meet.

isaacApr 06 2014 1:36am
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-1'Apr 06 2014 4:59am
Another Great story MI, do you have any more about lifting your friends mom or your aunt? This story is from another group about a 12 year old boy called Jack lifting his friends mom called Nicole. Jack was leaving. His mom came to the door with a friend of hers. I do know her friend, but not well. Jack's mom went to the ladies room, and I sat down on the floor in front of our TV to take a DVD out of our DVD player that Jack brought. Right when I sat down, Jack said, "I already got it." but I was already sitting down, so I decided to check to make sure. Jack was about to walk past me, and I guess, with him knowing that he already took the DVD out, he didn’t see the need for me to check, so he thought he would help me to my feet. I felt him grab me under my arms with his two hands from behind me. Before I could start helping myself up at all, he lifted me from under my arms, and my butt came off the floor. I thought, okay, I’ve seen people do this, no big deal; I’ll get lifted up to my feet. It’s still a little personal, I would still feel like I was lifted, but my only concern was that I hoped it didn’t look like he lifted me too much to his mom's friend. And again, this just happened so fast. he's under my arms, obviously he can get me up like this, and I’m sort of scrambling to keep my feet under me and touching the floor so it doesn’t look too much like he's lifting me, even though he is. he lifts me to my feet, he had ALL of my weight as he pulled me up, and I think he just didn’t know when my feet were right and he lifted me to where my feet were dangling in the air. They were just a couple of inches off the floor, and I was reaching with my toes to try to touch the floor, but it just wasn’t there. SUCH a brat! I was in the air again, being held from behind, AGAIN having nowhere to put my hands or feet - and I was facing his mom's friends. And then I saw her look RIGHT at my feet. Dammit! Oh my god, what a jerk! So you know what he did? He starts walking towards the door with me, my feet dangling in the air over the floor. He carried me like this for about 8 feet, maybe 4 steps for him. He put me down, and I spun around and pushed him in his chest! His mom's friend, I swear, I saw her looking right at my feet as he carried me, said curiously to me, "Did he just pick you up?" I think I turned beet red. I blushed SO bad! Oh god, I felt like my heart sunk into my stomach. All I could do was play it off like it was no big deal. I said, giggling a little, "Yeah, I think he might have got me there for a second." but she saw it. He pulled me off the floor and carried me 4 steps with my feet dangling in the air. The feelings this gave me, I don’t think I’m up for writing it yet. But they were similar to how I felt earlier in the day. I just want to say, it is REALLY REALLY weird to get lifted off the floor like this. to be expecting to be lifted to my feet, and then feeling my feet leave right off the floor as he's pulling me up, and then held there, really really weird.

MEBApr 15 2014 11:48am
MEB, it kind of sounds like that you liked to be picked up lol

AnonymousApr 24 2014 6:35am
No I hate it, I'm the one to do the picking up. The above story is told by a woman called nicole that it says at the start, I just copied it from another group ages ago.

MEBApr 25 2014 12:50am
oh ok..i see..sorry.

AnonymousApr 25 2014 8:07am
Can I get photos of kids lifting adult women

liMay 02 2014 6:56pm
good story MEB, write by woman lifted that explain her feeling!! have you another story to write? i have a lot of lifting frinds mom and aunt!! one day my aunt ask me how can i be so strong. I: I train a lot with gym and weights. Aunt: you're good, I can see your workout? This for me was beautiful, it was a great opportunity to lift again my aunt and show all my strength and answer: ok with great pleasure. will be the protagonist of my training. aunt:I do not understand what you mean? I:clench your fists and keep your arms stiff. I approached her and I took her fists with my hands, standing still and moving only my forearms with the strength of the biceps I started to lift it.I: aunt, now do you understand? aunt:yes. it's amazing what you're doing. I'm so heavy and you lift me like nothing had happened. i continue up and down my aunt for 10 reps. she remained literally speechless she he looked at me straight in the eye. I:training has started, change exercise. aunt: ok, I'm very happy to help you. and smiles. I lowered and I have loaded her on my shoulders, I started doing lunges and squats on the legs for 50 reps. I: aunt, now listen to my instructions. aunt: I have no choice, my niece strong. I placed prone and I did sit my aunt on my back and start to pushups for 10 reps. aunt: it is impossible, I can not do 2 pushups, and you do it with all my weight 10 more, amazing, I can not do your exercises alone I'm tired and I have to rest quietly and you keep lifting me forever. I: Aunt, you are weak and light, we go forward is not finished. I started supine, my aunt lying at right angles with the butt on my chest. I put a hand on her back and the other half leg, I started bench press for 15 reps. i: aunt, are you happy to have lived my workout? aunt: You are extremely strong. it's amazing how easily you can lift me, I look like a doll for you. she begins to touch the muscles of the arms, chest and abdomen and whispers in my ear: that beautiful sculpted and powerful muscles, I am nothing for your strength an amazing feeling

MIMay 05 2014 2:23am
I was lifted up last week. I went with my sister (I'm 20, she's 15) the swimming pool, and we happened to meet and a couple of her school friends, two cute black guys from her class. When we were ready to leave, they suggested that we use one of the family changing rooms. (They wanted an eyeful of my sister, who's pretty, not me, I'm fat). So we did, and we all had a good ogle at the others private parts, but there was a bathroom scale in the corner, and we guessed one anothers weights and then got weighed. One of the boys was a real mini-beefcake - babyfaced 15, about 5'5, and I guessed around 135 lbs. He guessed I'd be 180 (how sweet). He surprised me because he was actually 152, and I was 233. He asked if I could pick up him firemans lift style. I did, easy, when it's someone 80 lbs lighter than you. But could he lift me? You bet!

HettieMay 05 2014 6:28pm
Great story MI. Do you have any more about lifting your friends Mom? Did you ever do anything to her like you did with your Aunt? Here's another story that I found on the web a few months ago. This happened when I was 11. My dad had a summer pool party for business, and his partner's wife was the prettiest woman there. She was a legitimately hot chick. So I planned a scheme. This was a high level scheme, but I really wanted a chance to pick up this woman. This is crazy, but this is how crazy boys are. I set something up in the woods - a path to a fort me and my friends had built. But this path had a fence across it. I kicked leaves and sticks out of the way, just to make it look like this was the ONLY path to the fort. At this fence, I put two small steps on the house side of the fence - and NO steps on the other side. I practiced hopping over the fence from these steps, so that I looked good at it. Then, and this is the great part - I sprinkled the broken glass of a lot of bottles we had smashed all around the fort-side of the fence. Then I waited for the right time to ask this woman if she wanted to see this cool fort I built (it was awesome, by the way!). It was about an hour later that I asked her. She had on a black bikini. I would guess she was 5'6, 115 or so. She said, “Okay,” so we started walking through the woods - a long walk, maybe 100 yards. We got to the fence, and I just hopped over it like nothing - with my shoes on. She saw me do this, but was obviously not too enthusiastic about doing it herself. I looked down under my feet and said, “Oh damn, there's a lot of glass here.” And there she was, standing on the step, in her black bikini, barefoot. She didn't want to hop over the fence, never mind land on glass. Perfect. I walked towards the fence and her and said, heart pounding “I could give you a boost.” I think she thought that was cute. She kind of giggled, and held her hands straight out to me as if she wanted me to grab her by her waist and lift her over the fence. I still don't know if she was serious - there was no way I was strong enough to lift her that way. But I walked to the fence, and put my arm around the small of her back. I leaned over the fence and put my other arm behind her legs. And she let me. Then I just scooped her right off the steps into one of my all-time favourite cradles. Lifted her right over the fence and stood there with her in my arms on the fort-side of the fence. Then the second part of my scheme kicked in - I looked down again and said, “There's a lot of glass here.” I think she understood that I had no choice but to carry her over it. So, I started walking, carrying her, and she said what all young boys want to hear, “Wow, you're strong.” That made my year.... didn't matter what else happened that year, it was a good year for me! I carried her about 20 feet over the glass and dirt and put her down in the entry way to the fort. We looked around the fort, she was either impressed or pretended to be, and then we walked back to the entry way, where she stood at the edge, looked at me, and said, “Are you going to carry me back?” This might have carried it over to the next year - I had two good years now, no matter what. This was a legitimately hot chick, probably 30 years old, barefoot in a black bikini, asking me to carry her. Brunette, too, by the way. I walked to her and scooped her up in a cradle again, turned and started carrying her across the ground again. Oh this girl was light. At 11 years old, she was nothing to me. She was a real pleasure to carry, like a Barbie Doll. I carried her back to the fence, but I had a little problem that I had not foreseen, I was not strong enough to lift her into a high cradle to get her over the fence nicely. Big problem. It was easy lifting her over the first time, because she was already up high enough on the step. So, I turned to my left and carried to where there was an opening in the fence about 25 feet away. This part was awkward, but funny. I put her down right at the opening of the fence. She looked at the opening.... it clearly dawned on her that all she had to do was walk through this opening from the very beginning, there was never a need to try to jump over from the step. She looked at me, she gave me this very wry smile, like she was saying, “You sneaky little boy....”, and she laughed as she walked through the fence.

MEBMay 06 2014 12:16pm
well MEB.I attend another your history. you intend with the same mother of my friend that I have told before?

MIMay 07 2014 3:33am
Yes that's the one, I just wondered if you had any other stories about her.

MEBMay 07 2014 5:52am
Yes, I have an experience with my cousin. When I was 14 years old 22 year older cousin shoulder ride me. I'm from Kerala(India) God's own country. We have a fest name onam and we celebrate it 10 days and these days we makes pookalam (the colorful arrangements of flowers) one of that day's I and my cousin collect flowers from field in that time we see a beautiful small yellow flower but we can't take it because it was very aloft I told her to sit on my shoulder but she refused and said that I cannot hold her weight. But I know that I can hold her weight because she is slim and only little more than my height. I front lifted her and said to her I can hold your weight after that she sit on my shoulder and I slowly stands and said that you're very lite and I can hold you long time. I think she is about 50 kg. She collect that beautifull flowers as she can and said to put down her. In that time I like to lift older woman. After that occasion I lifted her once I cradle lift her to show my power infront of other cousins

lifterMay 08 2014 10:42am
yes, I have lifted her other times and her was every provocative time with me more and more

MIMay 09 2014 7:53am
I hope MI that you will be able to tell us some more stories about lifting your friends mum. Here's another story from Nicole about 12 year old Jack lifting someone. First, I know I’m crazy, so no one needs to say it! But I keep doing these things, and people seem to have fun. I’ve done little schemes to a lot of girls now, and I don't think any have gone bad... Sarah with Jack, my sister, my sister-in-law, Victoria with Jack, Natalie with Jack, the first Hooter's waitress with - I forget the name I gave our 8 year-old – but every girl has seemed to like it. So this wasn’t really a scheme, it kind of happened the same way it did with the 8 year-old. Does anyone remember what I named him? But it came to lunch time, and I had my son and Jack in the car. I was near these Hooters, so I called Jack's mom and asked him if it was okay for him to eat there. She said, of course, so we went in and got lunch. So, I have to admit, I did already have little butterflies. It’s not that I had a plan in mind, but I did know that there were going to be playful and fun girls there and yes, hot fun girls, and Jack. So I kind of knew that maybe a situation might present itself where I might try to see if I could make something fun happen. So, I had butterflies, definitely. Our waitress was VERY attractive. I liked the first one, I forget what I named her too - Jenna? - She was a very good looking girl, but this waitress was, I don’t want to sound like a guy, but she was super-hot. She looked much more like me than Jenna did, sorry if that sounds conceited, but this girl had almost black hair, long and straight, rocking little body - she probably weighed 109 or 110. Really, really pretty, really, really sexy, and she was nice, and she seemed fun. Oh and gorgeous green eyes - not like me. And I’ll call her Nadia, just for Victor. So, we're having our lunch. And again, I don’t know if you guys have ever eaten at Hooters, but the girls are just very playful. They have these hot little outfits on, and they tease the guys mercilessly. But it’s totally fun. Well, Nadia was very playful with the boys. They were TOTALLY smitten with her. She was SUCH a nice girl; I could tell she liked interacting with the boys, and being a little flirtatious playfully. I really liked her. So, she was sort of joking with Jack, and I said, "Watch out for that one, Nadia, he'll lift you right over his head." And I just have to laugh that I said that. It just seems like saying ridiculous things like that can help make things happen. It’s kind of a shocking thing to say to a girl, and I know it shocked her a little, and gave her some butterflies. I think I did this because of what Jack did to me right before the mall -- when he said he thought he could lift me over his head with one hand. It’s such a shocking thing to hear – but it got my attention. It put a thought into my head. Like - can he really? And I got butterflies. And I got turned on. So, I think I tried that same kind of approach with Nadia - shock her a little, see if it gives her butterflies and then see what happens. I also liked this approach because it doesn’t force anything. It just kind of put a thought into her head. So, maybe if something did happen, it would be something she let happens, not something by surprise. I don't think I would want to surprise someone I didn’t know like this. So, maybe 15 minutes passed, and she was back flirting with the boys, and she said something pretty funny to Jack, making him a little shy. And I said, "That’s it, Jack, put her over your head that will shut her up!" Well, Nadia looked at me. And it was a very interesting look she gave me. It was a curious look. She wasn’t mad at all, she just looked at me like she was thinking, "why do you keep saying that? He can’t really do that, can he? Can he really do that?" that's the feeling I got. Then she laughed and walked away. After we had finished, Nadia came and handed me our check, she looked at Jack and said, "Okay, let's see if you can do it." She just said it. And she stood right there for him. She wanted to see if he could do it. I don’t even know why I wasn’t surprised. In my head, I was thinking, "yes, of course let's see if he can do It." she was totally challenging him. When Jack got up, people looked over at us. She let him grab her waist into his hands, and as he squatted down, she leaned into him. He stood up, and he lifted her off the floor. She squealed... she liked feeling that. When he was standing up, he had his hands at his shoulder height with her in them, and then he pressed her right over his head. She S-C-R-E-A-M-E-D!!!!! Oh my God, did she scream. Like, I haven’t heard a girl scream this loud in a LONG time!!! EVERYONE in the restaurant turned to look. When her scream ended, she caught her breath to make another little scream. Oh my God, what she must have been feeling.... I guess she didn't expect it, or at least she didn’t expect how it would make her feel. Her feet started to flutter. Her hands were off him, she was totally letting him hold her completely in the air by himself. And Jack is smart with these things now. He could have held her up there for so long, but I think he's just good at sensing what is best. He held her over his head for maybe 8 seconds, and then he lowered his hands back to his shoulders, and then squatted down, putting her nicely back onto her feet. When she was back on her feet, she was totally breathless. She was trying to keep her composure, but I could tell exactly what she was feeling - that she had too many feelings to understand yet. She was flustered. She tried to laugh, but she barely could. She tried to talk, but she barely could. She tried to be cool about it, but she barely could. I don’t think she expected to feel what she felt. She got handled by a 12 year old boy, pressed over his head, in front of the whole restaurant... that does this ever happen to? Oh, my beautiful Nadia, I’m going to come back and give you a hug next time!! Guys, you'll just never have any idea what it feels like for something like this to happen to you!

MEBMay 11 2014 4:38am
uILINk Looking forward to reading more. Great blog article.Much thanks again. Great.

dCvBctGyMay 11 2014 8:36pm
fantastic story MEB!! write another.yes i have lifet I have lifted enough mothers of friends.I had an afternoon at the beach with a friend, we were in the water and her mom was on the beach . She called us to go away , my friend tells me not to listen , indeed she must be in the water! I jumped at the chance ! I went to her mom and I lift her in the cardle and carry in water from my friend . As soon as I lifted her mother remained motionless and silent then when I got closer to the water began to shout that he did not want to get wet. I tell her not to worry that I hold in my arms and I will not touch the water . my friend said: Mom , I told that you had to be in the water , I was sure it was a joke I did not think that my friend did it really ! Meanwhile , I continued to keep mum in cardle . Mom said : I am speechless , I did not think that your friend could take me and lift me up to here and , moreover, continues to hold me in his arms I say it's easy because you're light and you'll see that I also have the strength to get you back on the beach like I promised. when I brought her mother exactly where I got. my friend told me thatshe could not believe what she saw. Mom said yes ! Your friend is very strong I would not have ever expected .

MIMay 12 2014 1:57am
Great story MI, please write some more about lifting and carrying the mothers of your friends. Here's another one, this time lifting up a friend of Nicole's. So, the plan was really just to get a playful situation going, so if Jack could see a good time to grab Jessica, he could. But, we also told him that if it didn’t seem to be going right, doesn’t worry about it, it’s no big deal. So we go outside and pick up where we left off. Maybe 20 minutes later, I was walking near the side of the pool with Jessica. she really did look good, by the way. I was very happy, she's taking good care of herself, and it showed. She had a pink one-piece on that looked really, really good on her. So Jack did his first part right on cue. Good for him - he was paying attention! He walked right in front of us, between us and the pool - and I pushed him in!! Ha-ha! Even if nothing else happened, this was fun, because I don’t win against Jack very often! So, even if it was a planned win, I still won! In you go, sucker!! So he's getting out of the water like he's planning revenge, and Greg grabs my waist from behind, lifts me off my feet, and carries me 6 feet to the pool and tosses me like halfway across the pool! I didn’t feel like I won that one!! Brat! I said “Throw me in,” not toss me like you were throwing a volleyball!! So then I start getting out of the water, and Jessica is cracking up. Totally laughing at us. So I kind of give her a look, and this is where our plan changed, but it changed much for the better! As I was almost up the pool steps, Jack walked between her and the pool again -- and she pushed him in!! OOOOOH MY GOD, I thought. Now she was dead! That totally gave Jack the excuse to get revenge on her. So, I didn’t even know if I needed to go get her anymore, or if Jack should do it alone. But, I decided to play it safe, and grab her myself still. And I think that Jack was actually a little mad that she pushed him in too - he's not used to getting pushed in so much! Ha-ha! Especially not by chicks!! (I like saying “chicks” now!). So, I was looking right at Jessica as I got out of the pool, and she knew I was coming for her. But she's not that afraid of me, I even got a little worried that if I tried to grab her, she could turn it around on me and maybe pick ME up and throw me in! I didn’t think of that in our war room! Now I got myself a little nervous! So, we had to use our best asset - the pool. It’s just ALWAYS a good excuse to play around throwing someone in the pool, so I thought this is the way we had to go. So I just had to get it started somehow, and then sort of mould it into Jack grabbing Jessica. But again, I couldn’t just hope it happened by chance, because the chances are too low. So, one time I was inside with Greg and Jack came in with my son. I stopped Jack in the kitchen and said, “Hey, I want to throw Jessica in the pool, how do we do this?” so this kind of brought him into it. I got him involved, and with Greg right there too, so it seemed like a team plan. BUT I made sure that I wanted it to end up with Jack throwing her in. basically, I just told him I wanted to see him do it, and how I would be very impressed if he could, because she's tough! He was a little shy about our plan, but he always ends up going along, after all, it has always turned out well! so basically, I told him that when me and Jessica were standing near the pool, I wanted him to walk by and I would push him in. but he CANNOT get revenge on me. I told him to just get out of the pool, but sort of linger like he was plotting revenge. Then Greg would grab me and throw me in as sort of a “guy’s revenge.” then I would get out and go after Jessica. But I would have trouble throwing Jessica in the pool - she's a little bigger than me, and a little stronger. So after starting to lose against her, I would call for Jack to help. And then I would let Jack surprise her by picking her up. I can't say what she thought of course, but I think just pick up 114- pounds' girl and through her in the pool is not very hard, so she might assume Jack can do it, I’m sure this is was the sing that broke last ''ice'' between them and gave Jack confidence to do what he did, BTW, what he did? Yes, pushing someone in the pool definitely puts a target a person! I loved that she did that, so at least I knew she was being playful, and then anything that happened would be okay. I always have that little 5% worry that things won’t turn out so well. But I don’t think she was worried AT ALL about any kids throwing her in. I think she was really only worried about me or her husband. Women just don’t really fear 11 year old boys very much. It’s like... we know they are getting stronger, but Jessica still has 6 inches and 23 lbs. on him, I don’t think she was very worried. I walked up to Jessica, I couldn’t surprise her, she totally saw me coming, but I try to grab her and she tried to defend herself. I was just sort of clinging onto her, and I yelled, “Jack! Help me get her!” So Jack come over, and when she saw him coming, she got distracted from me, and I grabbed around her from behind. Now she knew she was in trouble, because I had her in a bear hug, and Jack was coming. I kind of wanted to pick her up, but I didn’t want to ruin the plan! I totally could have picked her up! So Jack got to her, and he reached right down and grabbed her around her legs. And he pulled them up off the ground like we were going to do a two-person carry. Well I didn’t want to do a two-person carry! Being carried by two people just isn’t the same as one. It just isn’t. So, I didn’t DROP her, but I sort of did. I let her slip out of my grip and I let her body drop down to the ground. Not too hard though! So, I had let go of her, and Jack still had her legs, and I said as I was pretending to try to look for a new grip on her “Get her Jack!” So, he already had her legs, and now her butt and back was on the grass. I’m telling you, a girl just feels safe like this against kids. I have seen Victoria drop to the ground a few times like this thinking she was safe. I’ve done it too. Lying on the ground just feels safe. Jack kept one of his arms under her legs, slipped the other arm under her lower back, and, oh my God, he picked her right up off the grass like she was the lightest girl ever. I know her heart stopped. I think mine did too for a second! In a cradle, just whoosh! She came right off the grass. I don’t know how to describe the noise she made, but I loved it! It wasn’t a scream, and it wasn’t a gasp - it was something in between. It was like her breath got taken away but she tried to scream at the same time. But he didn’t hold her in the air long like this. It was just this really powerful lift. She came off the grass in a real cradle, and he picked her up high, but he let go of her legs almost right away. They swung down, and her feet landed on the grass, with her standing upright. I really think her heart stopped! She was standing there in shock the way he had lifted her off the grass and put her up on her feet. She looked so shocked that she couldn’t move. he kept a hold of her right arm with his left, and pulled her right into him as he ducked his shoulder into her hips, it was just SO funny, and fun to see. She was still making this half-gasping noise as he stood up, lifting her right over his shoulder. I didn’t feel sorry for her at all! Ha-ha! I could tell by the sounds she was making that she was feeling some incredible things - things she just totally did not expect to feel. She just got man-handled. lifted off the grass to her feet, tossed over his shoulder -- oh my God. I bet she was feeling almost exactly what I felt when I got thrown in that pool when I was 22, where it just happened so fast, and she couldn’t believe she was being held in the air by such a young boy, that she had never had this feeling before, embarrassed that people were seeing her get handled like this... and not knowing why she had such crazy butterflies! They were about 20 feet from the pool, and Jack started carrying her. My poor Jessica just looked shocked. About halfway there, she started kicking her feet - I really do love how girls do this! it’s so hot! okay, so I started hovering near Jessica, and she was keeping an eye on me, but once Jack got out of the pool, I figured I could just grab her for a couple of seconds and yell to Jack for help. so Jack carried her to the side of the pool... oh my poor Jessica being carried over an 11 year-old boys shoulder, right in front of her husband -- OH - I KNOW Greg's brother liked watching this. I saw him - he was entranced! He was smiling, amazed, totally enjoying it. He stood up out of his chair to walk closer to see it! Jack stopped at the side of the pool. It’s funny how you guys never seem to have a plan for how to throw a girl in until you're at the edge of the pool! Or do you pretend to not have a plan so you can hold the girl longer? I bet that's what Jack did! Because he stopped with her at the edge of the pool, and acted like he was deciding how to throw her in. I thought -- uh oh, I hope he doesn’t try to press her over his head!! Ha-ha! I didn’t think of that, that he might try this with her! 114 lbs.? I know he can do that to her. But really, I hoped he didn’t try. That would just be too much. And I think Jack knew that too. So, he held her there for a few seconds, then turned and walked sideways with her a little along the side of the pool. My poor Jessica - she grabbed onto him yelling “No! No! No!” this is such a confusing feeling, and i know EXACTLY what she was feeling. She didn’t want to get thrown in the water, so she held onto him, but she knows that the tighter she holds onto him, the longer he's going to hold her body in the air. For THIS, I felt a little sorry for her!! Ha-ha! This is the exact thing which happened to me when that boy threw me in pool when I was 22. I grabbed onto him when he was holding me in a cradle, and he held me over the water for like 30 seconds before he dropped me in because I was holding onto him. And I think Jessica realized this almost right away. It was funny - I saw her grab him tight, but then when he started carrying her again along the side of the pool, she let right go. She wanted him to throw her in as fast as possible! After she let go, Jack took his arm from around her legs, and he grabbed both of his hands up around her hips. Then he sort of pushed her out away from him as he bent over towards the water. It was a nice, safe throw-in! Just have to tell you - I loved how he picked her up off the grass. Just from knowing how that must have felt for her, I think I had butterflies shoot thru me almost as much as she had butterflies shoot thru her. By the way - Jessica just mentioned this. A girl can’t help being affected when this happens. We were chatting about how fun yesterday was, and she said, “oh, and, that boy, that was very interesting!” I knew what she meant, but I asked her what she meant, and she said, “I just, I don’t think I’ve been thrown in a pool by uhhh. you know” and then she held her hand out flat like she was showing me the height of a little boy! She definitely noticed that he was a little young to be getting her in the air!

MEBMay 13 2014 5:30am
nice story MEB, write again. this story of my friend's mother lifting for you. i was at my frind's house. we play in the garden with her sister 5 years. he lift her picking for the armpits and making her fly a few above his head. she laughed and shouted from the fun, so their mother came out to see.she told her daughter: also liked to me to have lifted in this way and fly, had a good time until are still small and light!it was a 40 year-old woman very beautiful. tall with a body thin well proportionate firm legs, moved black hair. that day was dressed with an undershirt, short skirt and of the clogs. it was really sexy for me. I have not lost a second and I have immediately answered to her sentence: who has said that only from children you can have been lifted in this way? she repleied these are the losses when you begin to become great. I was very shaken because it was very beautiful and I wanted to lift her and I hoped to be enough strong not to make a bad impression. I have left alone the thoughts and I have drawn near to her I have grabbed her under the armpits and with a great effort have succeeded to stretch my arms above my head and have lifted her!I was very happy!seen the great muscular job with little voice I have told her: have you seen that you can still have lifted as a child? she was a lot of shocked with trembling voice it says: wow, you are very strong! emotion that had not tried for years!its words have excited even more me and therefore I have tried really to give the maximum one that I was able. I told her: if I am not wrong, you liked to fly.using only the muscles of the arms could only lift her and hold her up, but not to fly her. then again with the arm stretched up to me on the legs are lowered but never let her touch the ground and jumped up succeeding in this mission and fly her for a moment immediately resuming the flight. I repeated this movement 5 times. I picked her up at the last flight and again with the sheer force of arms I've done her off. she literally looked at me with his mouth open, saying nothing is returned home.il mio amico e la sorella erano anche rimasti a guardare e non pensavano riuscivo a sollevare la loro madrein quel modo. io ero ancora con il fiatone e i muscoli delle braccia gonfi dallo sforzo, entriamo tutti a casa per bere qualcosa troviamo la loro mamma seduta in cucina fissare nel vuoto, come ci avviciniamo si alza e mi stringe i bicipiti e mi dice: per essere così giovane sei molto muscoloso e forte, molto forte! nessuno mi ha mai sollevata in questo modo neanche un uomo!

MIMay 15 2014 7:23am
nice story MEB, write again. this story of my friend's mother lifting for you. i was at my frind's house. we play in the garden with her sister 5 years. he lift her picking for the armpits and making her fly a few above his head. she laughed and shouted from the fun, so their mother came out to see.she told her daughter: also liked to me to have lifted in this way and fly, had a good time until are still small and light!it was a 40 year-old woman very beautiful. tall with a body thin well proportionate firm legs, moved black hair. that day was dressed with an undershirt, short skirt and of the clogs. it was really sexy for me. I have not lost a second and I have immediately answered to her sentence: who has said that only from children you can have been lifted in this way? she repleied these are the losses when you begin to become great. I was very shaken because it was very beautiful and I wanted to lift her and I hoped to be enough strong not to make a bad impression. I have left alone the thoughts and I have drawn near to her I have grabbed her under the armpits and with a great effort have succeeded to stretch my arms above my head and have lifted her!I was very happy!seen the great muscular job with little voice I have told her: have you seen that you can still have lifted as a child? she was a lot of shocked with trembling voice it says: wow, you are very strong! emotion that had not tried for years!its words have excited even more me and therefore I have tried really to give the maximum one that I was able. I told her: if I am not wrong, you liked to fly.using only the muscles of the arms could only lift her and hold her up, but not to fly her. then again with the arm stretched up to me on the legs are lowered but never let her touch the ground and jumped up succeeding in this mission and fly her for a moment immediately resuming the flight. I repeated this movement 5 times. I picked her up at the last flight and again with the sheer force of arms I've done her off. she literally looked at me with his mouth open, saying nothing is returned home. My friend and sister were also stood by and did not think they could raise their madrein that way. I was still out of breath, and arm muscles bulging from the effort, all we get home to drink their mother are sitting in the kitchen staring into space, as we get closer he gets up and shakes my biceps and says to me, to be so young you are very muscular and strong, very strong! I was never raised in this way even a man!

MIMay 15 2014 7:24am
Another Great Story MI, keep them coming. Here's another one about Jack lifting Nicole at the beach. So I was lying there, and I heard Jack as if anyone wanted to go into the water. We both said no, and I expected that was the end of that. Then Jack asked me personally, and I said no again. And then he tugged my ankle. I swear the tiniest little thing like that gives me butterflies. It’s just that one little step towards being physical, where it wakes up the butterflies just because, in my experience, when someone does something physical at all to me, it often grows. So, even Jack's first little tug got me a little nervous. Then he grabbed my other ankle too, and this really woke me up. Because there it was growing! And he gave me a little stronger tug, pulling me a couple of inches. I don’t know if guys know this, but being dragged is similar to being carried in a way. My body is moving without me doing it, and someone else is moving me. It’s definitely a feeling of being handled, even though I’m not in the air. So, when he pulled me a little, I could tell he was getting more aggressive, and that something was probably going happen. And this is a confusing part to me, but I probably could have kicked him off me. It’s not that easy to hold a bigger person by her ankles if she's kicking hard, but I didn’t. Plus, I didn’t want to risk kicking him hard and hurting him. So I struggled a little bit, but I didn’t kick as hard as I could have if I had really wanted him to let go of me. So did I really want him to let go? I don’t know. Then he pulled me towards him and grabbed me under my knees, one hand under each knee. I knew I was in trouble, and I knew he was probably going to pick me up. The only way for me to get out of that hold is to really squirm and twist hard and kick and fight, and I just didn’t want to create such a big scene. Ha-ha! - Like getting picked up by a little boy like this isn’t creating a big scene! Oh well, at least Jack was creating the scene, not me! I was just the innocent girl! I think I yelled at him a little, but then he pulled me into him tightly, with my pussy going right into his stomach, and I felt him reach under and around the small of my back with both arms, pulling me up. This grip - I knew I was going to leave the sand. He can pick me up easily like this. Greg said it was like a bear hug grip, and that's about right. I was totally engulfed in his arms, and he just had to lift my back off the sand and straighten himself up, standing up with me basically in his bear hug, with my legs straddled around his torso. When I left the sand, it’s hard for me to tell what that felt like to me. I usually have pretty clear emotions right when I get picked up, like when Steff said the first thing she felt was fear when Sam lifted her over his shoulder by surprise. I usually get clear feelings like this, but not this time. Maybe because he had such a good grip on me that I knew he was going to pick me up. I was definitely a little embarrassed, but not terribly. I think the most embarrassing part was how quickly he stood up with me.   He picked me up like nothing, really fast. I was a little embarrassed at getting handled so easily. But once I was up, I think I just felt sexy. I knew everyone was looking at me, and I could hear them all react to seeing this, and I just felt sexy for some reason. I thought it was really neat. It was a strange and different reaction from me, and I really liked how I felt. I have to think more about this part later. But then is when my emotions started getting crazy. I just can’t believe what Jack can do to me now. I was in this bear hug, then I felt him jump up a little and toss me up a little, and he let go of around my waist with his arms, and caught me by the under the very top of my legs below my ass. I was still straddling him, but he was holding me from under my legs now. Now, this is a little bit of a sexy way to be held. I didn’t totally love being held this way in front of everyone, but then he tossed me right up again. He get really get me going up! My legs left this straddle and hung straight down, and he caught me again wrapping his arms around my legs below my ass, but now with my legs hanging straight down. I didn’t know what he was doing, but I knew he was handling me like a little doll! I felt SO light when he was doing this, just thinking, how is this boy tossing me up in the air like this, and he keeps catching me higher?! I wasn’t thinking of the people on the beach much at this point, I was very focused on what Jack was doing to me. I was so very impressed and feeling so light. And the grips he was getting on me - I don’t know, it made me feel very "holdable," if that’s the right word. Like every grip he held me in, I wasn’t budging out of it. I felt very feminine to feel these grips on me, and to be held in them so easily. And THEN I found out what he was doing. From under my ass with his arms, he tossed me up good, I went flying up, and he caught me again higher, and leaned back, and I fell over his shoulder. NOW I knew why he was doing this - to get me over his shoulder! I have to be careful here, because I LOVE being held and carried over guy’s shoulders. It’s really one of my very favourite ways to be off my feet. It makes me feel SOOO girly and feminine, totally like a caveman's prize, and I can get turned on. My butterflies go crazy. And if I do get turned on, then the whole carrying experience changes, especially if it’s a young boy like this. Because I start getting those crazy feelings of not being able to go anywhere with my excitement or return it, like I have to start fighting myself. And well, that's pretty much what happened - I had to start fighting myself. But hey, that's all part of it, and part of what makes me so like getting picked up, because it makes me feel these crazy things. Then I felt Jack start slipping his hands under my hips. OH MY GOD did I have a heart attack. I seriously felt like my heart stopped beating. I don’t know why I don’t think of Jack doing this, but it caught me totally by surprise again, just like in the wrestling circle. I thought when he got me over his shoulder; he was just going to carry me down to the water. And now I felt his hands slip under my hips. Oh my God, I have such chills right now. I think I almost blacked out, I just thought, no way, no way, please don’t tell me you're going to try to press me over your head in front of everyone on the beach. I don’t even know what to say or how to describe what I was thinking. I was somewhere between frozen, excited, breathless, panicked, I don’t even know, it was almost too much. And goddammit! It is SUCH a helpless feeling. Jack told us he can press 120 lbs. well, I weigh 108. There’s nothing I can do. He starts lifting, and I start going up. I felt my hips leave his shoulder, and I felt like my heart dropped into my toes. I knew he was going to press me all the way up, I knew it. And I couldn’t decide to weigh more, so I just felt myself keep going up. It is SOOOOO weird to be lifted this way. It’s weird even by a man, but a kid? oh my god. I’ll never get over it. God, I really felt his strength go through my body this time. And you know what that means for me... major excitement. This was a really crazy pick up for me. As turned on as I was, I was just as mortified. I mean, thank god no one knew us, or this might have been different, but as mortified as I was that I was all the way at the top now, Jack arms locked under me, being held as high as he could hold me, it wasn’t a "bad" mortified. It was almost like a neat mortified. I think I want to talk about this getting lifted overhead thing. Nancy, has anyone ever done this to you? Steff? And not just a kid, but any guy? I’m not even sure what I want to talk about, but I just can’t believe the things it makes me feel. To be in someone's hands like this, just their hands, and they're holding you as high as you can be held, god, it’s just so strong for them to be able to do this. I can’t imagine being strong enough to lift an adult person like this and hold them there. And it just feels SO amazing to have it done to me. It makes me feel SO feminine, SO sexy, SO desired, SO beautiful. And at the same time - manhandled, embarrassed, humiliated. It is the WEIRDEST feeling ever for me. But I just love when it happens, because I love feeling things. Even if I don’t understand the feelings totally, or have trouble sorting them out. All I know is - I like it! So Greg says that Jack held me over his head like this for 5 seconds. 5 seconds!! Ha-ha! It felt like 25 to me. I will never believe that was only 5 seconds! Oh my god, it’s amazing what can go through my head in 5 seconds. Then Jack did something really nice, or something that I happen to really like. And it’s something Greg does to me a lot - when he lowered me down from above his head; he laid me over his shoulder. I L-O-V-E that. It is such a nice way to come down. from being in a person's hands, he's holding me like a little doll, and it feels a little unstable sometimes, like I have to worry a little about how I’m balancing, and I can feel just a little vulnerable - after all, it’s a long way down if I get dropped! But then to be laid over Jack's shoulder, really nice. All of a sudden, I’m not in his hands, I’m on his shoulder, and it feels so solid and sturdy, like I feel totally safe all of a sudden. And I’m hanging over his back, feeling like a cave girl again. I just love being lowered down onto someone's shoulder. I can flutter my feet, look a little sexy, and not worry about being dropped or vulnerable. Really nice. And then Jack started walking to the ocean with me over his shoulder, feet fluttering. So Jack carries me way into the water, like Greg said, he was up to near his waist. My hair was falling into the water over his back, and my feet were dipping in, when I felt him finally let go from around my legs. But then I felt him grab both sides of my thighs right away. Again, this was another heart-stopping moment for me. Jack is getting just strong enough to where I know if he has a hold of my thighs like this, he can hold me up and not let me down. But to me, this is another sexy way of being held, and I’m not totally crazy about Jack doing this. Whenever Greg holds me this way, it’s a major turn-on for me, and I’m not sure how Jack caught onto this method!! Brat!! Greg better not have told him, or I will KILL HIM!! But I felt Jack grab the outsides of my thighs. I had to take the chance to straighten myself up on him, because I had been over his shoulder for a long time. And I just knew he was going to hold me up by my thighs. I don’t know why I feel like this is so sexy, I think it’s just something about the curvature of a woman, and that it makes it easy to hold a girl this way because of how her hips naturally curve out from her thighs. It just feels sensual to me, and sexy. And I LOVE being held this way, but by a kid? well I don’t know, I hope you know what I mean. And he did what I thought he would do. I straightened up, and I felt his grip on my thighs tighten, and he didn’t let me drop down at all, held me right up in his hands. And like Greg said, my legs were in the water up to my knees, but that didn’t make any difference to me, I know he can hold me up like this without my feet being in the water. It’s just, I don’t know, it’s a sexy way to be held. When I’m held like this, I’m very aware of my ass and hips being above his grip. It makes me feel very curvy somehow and therefore very feminine again. So again, yes, I got a little excited. So I put my hands on Jack's face, I think I was just trying to signal to him, "okay, that's enough now!" so that he would drop me in the water. And I think he got that message, because he tipped me right over sideways, and I splashed into the water on my side. When I stood up, I saw SO many people on the beach looking right at us, and smiling and clapping. I know they liked seeing this, there's just something about it that people like. So, I just didn’t feel that bad. I was still a little embarrassed, I was still a little excited, I was still a lot of things. but I just tried to play it off like it was no big deal, and I went back up to my beach blanket smiling and laughing, pretending to be a little mad at Jack. It was fun. It was definitely fun.

MEBMay 18 2014 2:39am
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1May 22 2014 5:10am
Love your stories MEB, just a quick question for you, how tall is Jack and how much does he weigh? Sounds like he could be a future Olympic weight lifter ha. Also did you mention his age?

AnonymousMay 24 2014 10:05pm
fantastic story MEB, write soon. i continue to write about frind's mother lifting. sometimes you have to have a bit of luck to be in the right place at the right time but most find everything and catch all the action, as in the story now tell. I was going to the house of a friend of mine lives in an apartment building, sound over the intercom , and he opens the door . arrival at the elevator and I see his mother , a great woman very small and slender , a nice round ass legs and skinny arms a life very close but with two big tits and firm. she greets me and tells me he has already called the elevator but it does not seem to arrive and begin to puff . I say do not worry if it does not work , I see you are fit well coached go on walking up the stairs. she says to me, I usually go quiet but today I just can not I just twisted my ankle, and it hurts a lot . As soon as I heard this I felt sorry for her, as she was hurt , but I have to tell you the truth I was hoping that the elevator was really broken. she says : Ugh this elevator does not work are already 5 minutes into the call . today you had to break , I have to go on foot, although I just do not want to . she starts walking up the stairs and I see that she limps strong . without losing a single moment I say : wait for me to help you ! as I approach her , she clings to my arm thinking that I only aid the arm giving balance , but I immediately put my arm behind her back and the other under the knees and lift the cradle . she gives a sharp cry and says, what are you doing ? I said I 'll help you and I'm doing it , I'll take you up the house!her: are you crazy, I live on the eighth floor! put me down I will not fall again! you're hurting yourself and we'll get it! I said, do not worry you're so light I do not feel it in my arms. Meanwhile, start walking up the stairs with her in his arms. her: I'm afraid the stairs is tiring for you. his weight was really ridiculous for my strength so I decided to make it clear to her that she could stay quiet with the facts! I slide my left arm from his back a little further down just resting my open hand, with my right arm I do the same and end up with her knees in my hand. At this point I start to lift her more and more of detaching completely from my body, I was almost at the top with outstretched arms and held her only with the strength of my arms, I was doing this, however, continuing to climb stairs. I: Now do you understand that you're light? her: you will put me down but I'm afraid of falling. I: So you have not realized that I have full control to keep you on me? Down with keeping it in the cardle and then lifted again as before, this time doing the stairs 2 to 2. continue to make it go up and down my arms from the cradle to the air for 5 times. I continue to go up (we're already on the second floor) her: give me safe in your arms are really strong when you're tired you put me down. I: I said I'll take you up to the house and so I will!she smiles at me and says : I love your determination, do as you wish . for me it was a pleasure to hold her in my arms she was the lightest I've ever raised , I could handle her body freely. arrived at the fourth floor she says, is half done! you still have a lot of strength to keep me ? his words and I was really excited when I answer she tries to guess again start to lift it with your arms. She starts laughing and says, you're just strong congratulations! she rests her head on my chest with his hand and began to stroke his head, and so on until the eighth floor FABULOUS! arrived at the front door of the house we see my friend with strange face . Mom : I hurt my ankle and your friend strongman brought me this far without stopping I look like a doll for him, I do not want to get off . having said that I have even more excited and I re- raised and brought into the living room , I can get off the air and put it sitting on my lap . and I say, you really are a doll for me! I immediately caresses her and tightens the muscles of my arms and says to his son : Bring a glass of water to your friend has been struggling ! once again amazed me start massaging his belly and legs and then rises

MIMay 26 2014 4:35am
Great Story MI, keep them coming. As for Anonymous his age is mentioned in some of the stories, and I don't know his height or weight unless Nicole has written it in one of the stories. Here's another one of her adventures with Jack. If a girl dives over a guy’s lap, even a young boy, the guy immediately kicks in to "fun" mode. Guaranteed. So, this immediately turned into a wrestling match for the remote, with some extra fun for Jack because I was over his lap. I think guys like this so much because they already feel the weight of the girl on them. And I think guys like to pick girls up from this position because they already can tell how much the girl weighs because she is on him, and they just kind of want to feel her weight in a different way - by picking her up. So, I’m lying across Jack's lap, and I’m reaching for the remote, and he's trying to keep it away from me. My legs were laying to the right of him, my head to the left of him, so he was keeping the remote in his left hand, trying to keep it out of my reach. so I’m laughing, I’m trying to grab this thing, and he's keeping it away from me, and I rolled over onto my right side, so my left side was facing up to the ceiling, and I kept trying to pull this remote from his left hand...... So as I’m reaching for this remote, I feel his right arm go through my legs. I feel him trying to get a little control of me, then I feel his arm go further through, and his hand goes all the way up behind me and I feel his hand wrap under the right side of my waist, between my waist and the couch. I remember thinking... god, he has a big hand, or a long arm, or something! He’s through my legs and under the side of my waist with one arm and hand? I don’t know if I felt small, or he felt big, but he definitely had me. So, I tried to ignore it and just kept trying to get this remote from him. And then I felt him slide towards the edge of the couch with me. This is ALL it takes to give me butterflies. Just him sliding that little bit.... that moved me, and I knew it moved me towards the edge of the couch. I got immediately nervous, but kept trying to just reach for this remote. I could get it in my hands sometimes, but he kept pulling it away. It was actually kind of frustrating, that I couldn’t take it from him; he was strong enough to keep pulling it away from me. Then I felt him inch just a little closer to the edge, taking me with him, and I felt his grip between my legs and waist tighten. Now.... this grip.... you know I’m a little shy about my between-the-legs. I’m very sensitive there. and he had his arm, well, I guess you can imagine - for him to be able to reach his hand all the way to my waist, his arm had to be really "up in there" between my legs. Let’s just say that I was "very aware" of where his arm was! So, I was still lying over his lap on my side, and then I felt his thighs flex, and I felt him starting to get his feet under him. I KNEW he was about to try to stand up..... And this is where it got really weird for me. I’m not sure I’ve ever felt anything quite like this, but I had a serious panic when I felt him trying to start standing up - because he had me with one hand. He still had the remote in his other hand, and I was even still trying to grab it. So, he started trying to stand up with me in only his one hand. For some reason, this totally panicked me. I wanted him to maybe drop the remote and grab me with his other hand too. I didn’t want him to lift me and hold me with one hand for some reason. I don’t even know why. It just seems so impressive maybe, that I might be TOO impressed? There is something about being held with one hand that is a major turn on to me. Maybe it’s something that I think only men should do. Maybe it’s because it makes me available for the guy to do "other" things with his other hand. Maybe it’s just embarrassing to be so light that I can be held in one hand. And by a kid? I’m not sure what it is, I have to really think about it, but I panicked..... So, he started standing up, and I started going up..... And oh, I got a sick feeling in my stomach. This was a VERY strange feeling for me. Maybe I shouldn’t be writing about this yet, because I don’t quite understand it, but it was almost like a nauseous feeling. And it totally had something to do with being lifted with one hand. I started going up, I could feel all of my weight go into his one hand as he started standing and God.... I don’t know.... I wanted him to have to use his other hand too. But he didn’t. He picked me up, he stood up, and he was holding me in his one arm. MY FOOT.... my foot had to be an inch off the ground. It had to be. My right leg was hanging straight down. My toes had to be SOOOO close to the ground. I felt like I should be able to touch the ground with my toes, but I just couldn’t. I kept reaching, I kept expecting to feel the ground with my toes... but OHHH, I just couldn’t touch the ground. I reached like 4 times for the ground with my toes, and I think that would have made me feel better to touch the ground, but my toes kept missing, so I had to give in --- he was holding me in the air with his one arm. so I let my right leg relax, I even lifted it up towards my other leg, just because it felt a little more comfortable -- and sometimes a girl just has to let the guy have his fun - let him know that she's in the air, let him see her other leg up by the one he's holding. I was panicked, I was nauseous, but I can let him have fun. Soooooo...... this felt really weird. He still had the remote in his left hand, and I was still pretending I was trying to grab it, but all I could think about was that he picked me up with one arm, and now I was being held in the air this way. And... His arm was still very tight up against my pussy even holding me up a little by there. Oh God, and then he started walking. Not far, but like 3 or 4 steps. It just felt SOOO weird. I really don’t think I should be writing about this yet. to be carried in one arm by a kid.... to see his other hand holding something else, and me in his other hand... oh my God, just so, so weird. He has a remote in one hand -- and my body in the other?? I’m getting serious, serious butterflies thinking about this. It’s almost like the nauseous feeling was TOO MANY butterflies... so they started crashing into each other. I think I was really, really impressed, and that had a lot to do with it. Then he did like a half turn around, and carried me in a different direction, maybe other 4 or 5 steps. Then he tossed the remote onto the couch..... So he tossed the remote onto the couch, and his other hand was free. Then I felt him put this hand under me and put the right side of my waist into his hand, right next to his right hand. Then I felt him lift me up higher with this hand - almost tossing me up - and then re-gripping better with his left hand again. So, that’s really why he tossed the remote, he needed that hand to get a better grip on me with the one hand he had lifted me with. If my toes were an inch off the ground before, I could tell with this new grip that they were probably 6 or 8 inches off the ground. Now he really had me up. And I could tell because he was kind of holding me against his body the whole time, but now I was higher up against his body, more up towards his chest. And then he let go again with his left hand, and he held me again in just his right arm. And again... this was SOOOO weird for me. I was happy for like 2 seconds while he had both hands on me, it just felt more normal, but then I realized he was only tossing me up a little with both hands - and now I was in his one arm again - and higher up. My stomach was just in knots. And now it felt even more dominating, because I knew my toes were not just an inch from the floor. He really had me up now, and I just felt higher, it just felt more dominant, because now I knew there was no chance of my toes grazing the floor if I reached. I was about 6 feet from the couch at this point, and he started walking to the couch. God, he felt so strong carrying me. With this new grip, I could just feel him being able to handle my weight as he walked. Whenever a guy walks with me in the air, I can feel his footsteps, and I go up and down just a little bit. And as I go down, it almost feels like I get "caught" a little as I get lifted that little bit back up during his next step. I actually LOVE that feeling. But to feel it this time, in one hand by Jack.... God, it just gave me the craziest feeling. It just didn’t seem like it should be happening. So I got to the couch, and Jack started to lean over. Jack has become very good at putting me down. How a guy puts a girl down is very important! It has to be nice, it has to be gentle, but it still has to feel strong. If it’s done right, it is just an awesome way to end a lift or carry, and it leaves a good taste in the girl's mouth. Which is SO important if you ever want to pick her up again! So, Jack leaned over frontwards, and he really kept good control of me. He can absolutely hold my weight in his one arm. Even as he leaned forward, and I came away from his body, he kept my body controlled in his arm. I was practically sitting on his hand right before I was set on the couch - like, from the way he was holding me, his wrist was across my ass, so as he bent down, and his hand slid down from my waist, my ass was practically in his hand as he leaned forward letting me lower. It was in interesting moment -- and I’m glad I was going down, and not being held THAT way!! And then I felt the couch under me -- thank God. So that was it. It felt crazy. Not all lifts have to be big to be crazy. This one felt crazy, and I wasn’t high, and I wasn’t up very long, maybe 30 seconds. But it was one of the weirdest feelings I’ve ever felt.

MEBMay 27 2014 5:44am
Great story again MEB, can you tell me where you found those stories about Jack and Rachel?

Miss J (previously anonymous)May 27 2014 9:08am
Sorry jack and Nicole

Miss JMay 27 2014 9:13am
HI Miss J, It was in a yahoo group a year or so ago, It's gone now and I can't even remember the name but it was really long I know that. I also remember that the group wasn't listed and was by invitation only. Sorry I can't be more helpful. I will be posting all the stories though so you won't miss out.

MEBMay 28 2014 1:27am
I lifted my 32 years old aunt when I was 15. One day I went to her house that time she is only in there and I saw that she's trying to take something from top of the shelf but she cant reach it there is no space to place chair then she looks to me and said that can you lift me? I was shocked and cannot believemy ears she came to my beside and said one's more can you lift me then I said that yes I can she sits on my shoulder then I slowly stand she took from the shelf and said that strong boy I know you can do that I asked about her weight she said that 52 kg but I feels more than that. I was only 43 kg

kidMay 28 2014 3:56am
Ha thanks MEB, yeah just love her attention to detail in her stories, i do have a couple of my own I will post in the next couple of days

Miss JMay 28 2014 4:26am
That' great Miss J I'll look forward to reading them.

MEBMay 28 2014 10:25am
I should also say that her husband Greg also wrote in some stories what it was like watching Jack carrying her. I've not posted those yet thought, as I makes them rather long, although I will. What annoys me about this site is that it strips out any paragraphs and that makes the stories a lot more difficult to read

MEBMay 28 2014 10:28am
Ok interesting, so how many stories did they write? and I'm not that bothered about the paragraphs. Story will still be the same ha. Yeah I'll try and get 1 of mine on here later.

Miss JMay 29 2014 5:36am
Ok so here goes. This was my first lift experience (by a kid anyway) so first the statistics, I have always been into fitness and I'm a very keen runner and I'm also a Personal Trainer. However I am quite small 5ft tall and about 105-110 lbs. My son is 12 and average height for a 12 yr old. His best friend however is HUGE he is also 12 but about 5'5 and got to be around 180lbs (he looks fat in other words). Anyway on this particular day I had just got home from a run and my sons best friend was on my doorstep looking for my son who was out with his dad. I was wearing a sports bra and short running shorts, he was in a track suit. He came over to me and after I explained where my son was he just said "you look tired" bent down put his hands on my ass and before I could move and picked me up with ease. Honestly I felt like a doll, my boobs were level with his face and I guess out of shock or instinct I wrapped my legs around his stomach. ( or I tried too he's a big lad like I said) anyway I finally managed to get out a nervous laugh and asked him to put be down, he said no and carried me into the back garden ( fortunately no-one saw us) then he moves 1 hand away from under my ass so he just had me up 1 handed and started to bounce me up and down telling me I weighed nothing. Well this went on for a good 2-3 minutes until he finally put be down when he heard a car pull into the driveway. Minutes later my son came running into the back garden and I just pretended I was red because of the run and they went off in the house playing. That was my first experience, but there have been others which I'll post later.

Miss JMay 29 2014 6:20am
Good Miss J! do you like a your son's friend lift you without notice? I'm curious of your stories. another of my raised. sound at the door of my friend, her mom opens with the little 3 year old daughter in her arms. daughter wants to get away from her mom and wants me to take her in my arms. I bend down and sit her on my left arm and I immediately stood up , the girl greets her mom. Mom replied: good , you like being picked her up from the guys like your mom ! that his sentence immediately made me act , I lowered my right arm and I grabbed her tight legs mom in the ass and I got up raising her. Mom looked at me in the eye and instantly became red and said nothing . the child starts to laugh and says to bring her and her mother in her room upstairs . I tell her okay let's go , and start walking . Mom says: my dear little daughter , the boy can not take me in your room I'm big and much heavier than you, now you see that he puts me down and bring you into the room. I say to the little daughter, now brings you and your mother in your room. Your mom may not know that for me it is very light and I can hold it for a long time ! Mom looks at me with her mouth open and puts her arms around my neck. beginning to climb the stairs arrival in the room and sit down on the chair putting daughter on my left leg and my mother on my right leg.the little girl down and says thank you! now you can go away you and mom I have to play with my dolls. I say ok! my left arm under her legs and my right arm behind her back I stand up raising her mom. I go out and go down the stairs to the couch, where I leave and sit up mom. she looks at me with strange eyes and just says, your friend will arrive in time, you have made me feel a little girl!

MIMay 29 2014 7:39am
Nice story MI, how old were you when that happened? And what was the mom wearing? Like I said I was just in shock, I mean I had no doubt that he could lift me cos of his size but still, I never expected him to do it lol

Miss JMay 29 2014 8:56am
i was about 13yr. she was wearing a tight white vest and jeans. you are lucky to be lean, creates attraction for the boy so you can be raised more easily. I would be very happy if you wrote your another story

MIMay 30 2014 5:51am
Don't know about lucky. Ha, whenever my son is playing with his friends in any physical activity I'm always the mum who joins in with them, because I'm the only 1 who can keep up probably lol so this has lead to many lift experiences over the years.

Miss JMay 31 2014 4:24am
Of course. Please, Write your story where you are lifted by a boy

MIMay 31 2014 7:40am
Great stories MI and Miss J. I'm really looking forward to reading some more. There are about another 6 or so stories I have to post about Nicole and Jack, plus some other ones as well. Here's another of the Nicola and Jack stories. Okay, so I brought my son and Jack to our house. They went out and played, and I changed into my bikini. I walked outside and laid out for a bit, but I was just SO nervous, I couldn’t relax. So I just took my first opportunity to walk up to Jack. Greg said I walked up to Jack like a show girl. I think that's cute, but it’s probably true, also. Like Steff has also said, it’s fun to turn guy's heads, no matter what age they are. And certain walks will do it every time. And I wanted to catch Jack's attention, so yes, I probably pranced a little bit. Boys are so funny. Once a girl gets their attention like that, she can get a guy to do pretty much whatever she wants. I asked Jack if he thought he could lift me over his head yet, then I said to him what Tom suggested, then I grabbed his wrists and put my waist into his hands. Now, this is where everything went awry for me. I had a certain plan in mind for how I wanted him to pick me up. I wanted to jump up on him and straddle him from in front. And I wanted to do this for a particular reason. I’ve told you guys many times that my favourite feeling in the world is to feel a person's strength go through me. And this feeling comes when I get picked up without my helping. This feeling is a major turn-on for me. If I jump up into someone's arms in a cradle, it’s fun, and I like being held, but I don’t get that major turn-on from feeling strength go thru me. But if I get scooped up into a cradle, or lifted from sitting on the floor in a cradle, I get turned on from feeling the person's strength go through me, and that’s when I start rising. I’ve tried to explain that this is a big deal for me. And I wanted to avoid this with Jack at the beginning of this lift, because getting pressed over his head was going to be a little overwhelming for me, so I didn’t want to get turned on at all before he did that. So I wanted to jump up on him. So, I put my waist into his hands, and was about to get ready to jump up onto him. Then I felt him grip my waist tighter and then he lifted me right off my feet. Now, it’s really hard for me to explain how much this affects me to be lifted this way. I love when my waist is in someone's hands. And to then be lifted by my waist like this.... it’s a big turn-on. Like, really big. And it took me 100% by surprise. I absolutely did not even consider that he might do this.... I’ve tried this lift three times before with Jack, all last summer. All three times, I told him I was going to jump up onto him. And he has only let me once. The other two times, he reached around me and grabbed the back of my legs, then pulled me up onto him. This is why I put my waist into his hands this time. I didn’t want him to scoop me up like that again. I didn’t want to feel strength go through me before he tried to lift me over his head. I wanted to jump up on him. I never considered that he might lift me off my feet by my waist. OH, I'M SO MAD!!! That totally changed everything. First of all, that’s a really strong way to lift a woman. How can he do this? And Greg wrote that I "floated" up.... I so did. I went right up. It was like, right when I felt him start lifting, my feet were off the ground. If I even had a split second to react, I would have tried to stop him. I did not want to be lifted this way. I floated up even a little more than I think Greg realized. He almost tossed me up out of his hands when he stopped standing up straight. You know how you can toss a girl up in a cradle, and then catch her again? That’s how I felt. He almost tossed me up, I felt my weight leave his hands a little at the top, and then he sort of "caught" me again. I can’t tell you how much this affected me. Because when I get tossed a little like this, and by only my waist, the feeling in my feet when I get caught is, I don’t even know what word to use... thrilling? Exciting? Incredible? I don’t know, but it’s like all the butterflies leave my stomach and go into me feet. I never notice my feet dangling so dramatically than after I get caught like this after being tossed a little. I want to describe this right, but I don’t think I am. it’s like, when I get tossed, I feel like I should drop back to the ground, so I’m expecting to feel the ground again with me feet, but then I get caught, and the ground isn’t there when I expect it to be. I flutter my feet looking for the ground, and it’s just air. It’s really, really a thrilling feeling. Jack has NEVER done this to me before. And of ALL the times he picks to do it, it’s right before he's going to try to press me over his head? Writing this is actually helping me, I’m glad I started writing. See, this lift alone would have been a lot for me. I absolutely, completely, totally did not want to feel like this before I might get pressed. I wanted to jump up on him! So, I hope you can kind of understand why this whole lift affected me more than I expected. And then he did something even worse. and I’m shocked Greg noticed this - after I felt my feet dangle in the air after he "caught" me, I swooped my legs up as fast as I could to straddle him. I just didn’t want so many butterflies like this. I wrapped him in my legs... and then he did something else, which Greg wrote - he pulled me into him by my waist. This was sort of a sexy move for a kid to do. It caught me a little by surprise again. First of all, my legs are open when I’m straddling someone like this, so to then get pulled into that person by my waist... I think you can see... a little too suggestive, perhaps. This ALL just was not going according to plan.   God, it’s just crazy. I was legitimately turned on at this point. And he hadn't even started the big part. I was feeling so many things; I still can’t sort them out. But now I was a little scared of getting pressed. I felt like I was feeling too many things, and that I shouldn’t feel any more. Then he leaned back and slid his hands to in front of my hips. This is the easiest part of the lift for the guy, I would guess, because like Greg said, I’m almost laying on the person, or at least sitting on the person, and I’m holding myself up by squeezing my legs together around the person. Then the person is just free to move his hands to where he wants them. And then, I mean, it’s just... oh my god.... give me a second! Greg has done this lift to me maybe a thousand times. The feeling I get when the person starts lifting, when I feel all of my weight leave from my straddle, and go into my hips, which are in the person's hands.... I L-O-V-E this every time. Every single time. It feels so beautiful, so sexy, so awesome... I just love it. And this 11 year old kid did this to me. And after all of that stuff he already did to me. This was A LOT for me to handle feeling. And it brought my excitement to an even higher level. A dangerous level, to be honest. This was SO not my plan. Now, getting pressed. Yes, Jack pressed me. I don’t know how hard it was for him. But he's either a very good actor, or it wasn’t that hard for him. I didn’t go flying up, but it was smooth, and it was steady. I felt every inch of rising. The way he did it was about the most effective way of letting me feel strength go through my body. I just couldn’t believe I kept going up. I felt like this happened in slow motion, where I had time to think 10 different times, "he can’t lift me higher than this, not like this." and I think I wanted to be right. I think I wanted him to not be able to do it. And that made getting pressed even worse. I would feel like he was going to stop, I wanted him to stop, but I kept going up. I couldn’t stop myself from rising. Just the weirdest feeling. After he had me over halfway up, and I knew I was still rising, I felt like I was almost going to pass out. I was feeling SO many things, and feeling them all SO strongly, and now I had this almost painful feeling of giving in. like, I finally realized that I was really going to be pressed, there was no way, nothing that was going to stop him from lifting me those last 8 inches. In a very strange way, I felt defeated. And I took on this strange attitude of, "okay, get this over with. You have me. Great, whatever, you can have your fun with me, there's nothing I can do, great."   I think I took on that attitude to try to ignore all of the stuff I was feeling, like I was putting my emotions on hold for the time. But it did clear my head, and I think it helped me enjoy the rest of the lift more. I felt like I enjoyed the last part of the press, because I really felt it with my head being clearer. Six more inches... uuuuuuupppp! And there I was. I knew he had his arms locked under me. My entire body in his hands, lifted up there all by him. And he had taken me off the ground; too, he didn’t even let me cheat by jumping on him. Oh my god, I’m so mad! I feel like he took a little more than he was supposed to from me. I at least wanted to jump on him, but now, the way he had done it, he really took all of me, he took me off the ground, and then without my help, he pressed me over his head. Those were the confusing parts for me. I still don’t understand everything I felt, but I’m glad I wrote it. He really took me. I lifted my hands up to try to do a nice pose for Greg. Just crazy, I’m posing in a Dirty Dancing lift with this young boy. Just so crazy. And then I wanted to get down. I had had enough. I collapsed my legs down, like Greg said, dangling my legs in front of his eyes, and I reached down to grab his upper arms. This to me is the universal sign for, "I want to get down now!" and Jack, he doesn’t really fight me on this often, but he didn’t put me down. He held me up there, dangling like this for like 10 seconds. It seemed like 45. I had a little panic. I felt like I NEEDED to be on the ground immediately and there I stayed... dangling. I could not get down. I felt helpless.... dominated... humbled... desired... just so many things. It just kept changing. With every flutter of my feet, it kept changing. And then he starts lowering me down, and I’m like, Thank God! And what does he do? He lays me over his shoulder. I mean, that's something Greg would do. This was getting beyond crazy. I can’t even tell you how turned on I was. There were just too many things happening that I liked, and even the things I didn’t like so much were adding to it. When he started carrying me around the pool, I had only one focus... do NOT get TOO turned on... try to keep a grip on myself. And he really carried me well. I do love being carried over someone's shoulder, but after all he had just done to me, for him to carry me so nicely and well like this, it’s just crazy. I just can’t believe this. I’m like incredibly turned on right now writing this. This just kept snowballing on me. If Greg had done all of this to me? - He’d be laying me on the bed right now, and I’d be right where he'd want me to be. so Jack carried me all the way around the pool. That’s a pretty long way. And for God's sake, how does he put me down? Again, in a way he never has, in a way I didn’t even know he could, in a way that I usually love. He grabs me by the outside of my thighs and squeezed my legs together. Greg laughs sometimes when he does this to me. He says that, and it’s clearly true that, if you do this to a girl who is in good shape, her curves will keep her comfortably up in your hands. Like, when her thighs are together like this, the curvature up to her hips will keep her propped up on your hands very comfortably. Ha-ha! And it IS kind of funny. And kind of sexy. But Jack does this to me NOW? Oh my god. It was like he did the 6 perfect things in a row to me. So, that was it. I paid him his compliment in as calm a voice as I could, and I’ve had ridiculous butterflies ever since. Hi, thanks for your quick response. I think you are right, he like to watch his mother manhandled by kid. He must be jealous inside his heart because no one wants to watch his mother like that but sorry to say being a man on the other hand he must be enjoyed. Hi blue bird! I always worry about my son's reaction to stuff like this, but he seems okay with it, I even think he likes to see me get picked up. I think it’s been okay with him because he never picked me up before Jack did, so it’s not like Jack took something away from him. For this particular day, my back was to my son the whole time until Jack lowered me and laid me over his shoulder. Then when he turned to start carrying me around the pool, that was the first time I saw my son. He was smiling, almost giggling, so it was all fun. But I know there's a chance that maybe he's a little jealous inside, but he really does seem fine with it. Or even more, like I said. I think for some reason, he even likes to see me get handled like this. To be honest, I think it has a little to do with the way I look. Yes, I’m his mother. Yes, I know it might sound a little weird, but even though he's my son, he IS a boy, and boys do seem to like to see stuff happen to me. They just do. Greg says that the way I look can transcend any relationship, so, I don’t know, maybe that’s just the way it is. And so you know, my son has tried to pick me up a couple of times recently, and he's getting a little better at it! I actually think Jack inspires him to get stronger, which I think is good.

MEBMay 31 2014 8:15am
Wow, another great story. Thanks MEB. Think I'm gong to have to try and find this woman and swap stories with her haha. I'll write another one soon

Miss JMay 31 2014 9:48am
I'm glad you like it. I'll post another one in a couple of days. I don't think that she was going to write anymore, as she posted in messages that once Jack turned 13 she wasn't going to let him lift her anymore. The group itself just vanished overnight. Whether it was Yahoo who deleted it or the moderator I don't know, but no effort was ever made to start another one, and that was well over 12 months ago.

MEBMay 31 2014 2:32pm
Fair enough, I can understand why she would want him to stop at that age, with hormones kicking in and everything. He would probably want to do more than just pick her up lol.

Miss JJun 01 2014 3:22am
That's exactly what she said, that it would mean a lot more to him as he got older.

MEBJun 01 2014 4:14am
8qSFSk I loved your blog post.Thanks Again. Will read on...

orLumncZrvzaJun 04 2014 6:35am
I’ve carried older women lots of times. Perhaps the best one was round at my girlfriends’ parents’ house. We were all dressed up ready to go out to dinner for the evening, but my girlfriends mother (who was a very attractive, classy lady in her mid-forties at the time - I was nineteen) wanted to show us a water feature she had recently placed at the bottom of her back garden before we set off out. We walked down to the bottom of the garden with my girlfriends’ mother telling us about the feature. Whilst we were at the bottom of the garden my girlfriends’ mother said she had come over lightheaded and felt dizzy. I asked if she was ok and she turned to me and said she felt like she was about to faint. No sooner had she finished that sentence than she started to fall towards me. I managed to catch her as she fell. Noticing that she had passed out completely I picked her up in my arms and told my girlfriend that I was going to carry her mother back into the house. I set off back up the garden towards the house with my girlfriends’ unconscious mother cradled in my arms. My girlfriend picked up one of her mothers’ shoes that had fallen off during the incident and run ahead to open the back door of the house so I could carry her mother inside. I walked through the doorway into the house and carried her into the living room and laid her on the couch. She remained knocked out cold for a good five minutes before eventually coming too. When she regained consciousness she asked what had happened and how had she got back into the living room. My girlfriend told her what had happened and how I’d carried her into the house after she’d fainted at the bottom of the back garden. My girlfriends’ mother thanked me profusely and asked if I’d do her another favour. She said that she felt she needed to lie down in bed for a while but still felt light headed. She asked if I would carry her up the stairs to her bedroom. I said I would and proceeded to scoop her up in my arms off the couch, carry her up the stairs and lay her on her bed.

qwertyJun 11 2014 6:37am
Miss J and Meb, great stories, I'll also use this opportunity to tell my story. I'm a pilates and bootcamp teacher, I'm petite, 5' foot and 104 lbs. I have a 12 year old son, who is friends with a neighbor of ours. The kid is 11 years old, but he is extremely big for his age. He is 5'10 tall and weighs 185 lbs (you can imagine he is pretty big, but he is a charming kid). Even though he had never told me, I know he enjoyed our size contrast, a petite mother next to a young big kid, he would always dwarf me completely. One day, I was coming back from bootcamp class in short shorts and a tan top, and Tim (the name of our neighbor that is friends with my son) leaves his house and calls me. I stop and wait for him. He asks me where my son was, and I said that he was at an overnight camp, and would only be back in three days. He said okay, so I just kept on walking and he began to walk to his house, when I tripped, literally out of nowhere. So I was on the floor, and I heard Tim approach me. I thought he would ask me if I was all right. Out of nowhere, I feel these big hangs under my stomach, covering most of it. They were Tim’s. Without warning he just scooped me up, and there I was with me feet dangling in there, in the hands of a kid. His hands were so big, I could just feel his control on me, so dominant. He turned me around so that I was face to face with him, and I was approximately 10 inches off the ground! It felt so awkward, but there was something about it, that I did enjoy. I felt so petite, so small. He asked me if I was all right, and I said I was fine, and that he could let me down. He said there was no problem taking me in, since I was so light and little. I blushed, an 11 year old had called me little! It was so strange, he was so dominating, and it turned me on. So, realizing that I couldn’t do anything to get away, I just wrapped my legs, around his body, which I couldn’t really since I have small legs, he is pretty wide. I gave him the key and he opened the door and took me inside. During the whole of this process, he just an arm around my body, and did everything so swiftly as if he wasn’t lifting me. He took me to my couch, and gently placed me on it, like a baby. Handling me by the waist, it felt too good. I didn’t want him to let go, but I couldn’t tell him that. He started to turn when he asked, “Can you please get up? For just a sec.” I said sure, and I got up. As usual I felt tiny, especially now, that my body was close to his. I looked up and he looked down. I started to feel his hands move up my body, from the waist all the way to under my arm pits. I looked at the mirror next to me, and I just got this strange feeling. In the mirror was a petite woman next to a young kid that outsized in every way possible. I felt his grip tighten under my armpits. It started to give a warm fuzz inside me, I was looking up, staright into his eys. When I slowly began to lift up. My feet left the floor, and I began to get my eyes closer to his. And he stopped when we got eye level. I was so far off the floor, he was just holding me in such a cute way. Our bodies were very close, touching, it was just so strange that an 11 year old kid could do this to me. But, it was so sexy and ughh I admit I loved it. It was then that he said to me, in such a soothing voice, “Are you better now? Do you enjoy this?” I just answered, “Yes,” and I gave him a kiss in the cheek. I think I blushed since he made me look so feminine. He just laughed and gave me a little tickle on my stomach. Oh god the feeling, but he is only 11, how can he do that? Does he know it turns a woman on? He slowly put me down, and I resumed my normal position, looking up and feeling dwarfed. He said bye, and asked me if I wanted anything I could just ask him. I laughed and said bye.

Hannah Jun 11 2014 8:43am
Great stories qwerty and Hannah, I hope that Mi and Miss J will post some more soon as well. Meanwhile, here's another one that I found in a group some time ago. The events I am about to tell you about happened just one year ago. I was spending a week on Florida beach just to get away from everything for awhile. The man who I thought cared about me had walked out on me and I now promised myself I would never trust another as long as I lived. I had risen very early on this Sunday morning and I made my way from the hotel room where I was staying to the sandy beach nearby. At this time I did not expect another soul to be there but I saw this young boy who looked to be about 11 or 12 in his bathing trunks standing near the water. The first thing I noticed was how fit and strong he looked for his age. He appeared to be about average size for a kid of those years but there was something about this child that told me he was a little special. I noted how his arms and legs were more muscular then most pre-teens, he was like a little Hercules. I came over until I stood beside him. I was attired in my bikini so you would have thought we had both had come here out for a swim although nether of us did. I asked him, “How come you’re up so early?” He replied, “How come you are?” A sharp kid, I thought. “I couldn’t sleep. There are a lot of things on my mind.” He grinned at me and said, “Your boyfriend ditched you, didn’t he!” I was awestruck how self-assured and world wise this lad was. I told him, “He did actually but you wouldn’t understand about grown up things like that.” He seemed a little offended when I said this. “I understand more then you think!” I realised then that he was looking at my upper region. “You’ve got nice boobs, you know that.” It really came as no surprise that a boy of his age should make such a statement but I was little pissed with him just the same. I pointed a warning finger at him and advised him, “Now that’s enough, sonny, ok! I don’t like that kind of talk from a little boy like you and you’d better stop it right now.” He gave a wicked little smile as he replied, “You can’t tell me what to do. What if I don’t, what are you gonna do about it!” Well, I knew then that this was not a youngster who liked taking orders from any adult. Still, I probably outweighed him by about 25lbs and I was some five inches taller so I figured my chances of teaching him a lesson were pretty good. I informed him, “What you need, kid, is a good spanking!” He glared straight back at me and retorted, “You’re gonna give me one are you? Okay, let’s see you try!” He obviously wanted to see if I could turn him over my knee and teach him some manners. I was being challenged and I figured I was up for it. “Little macho guy, are you! All right, you asked for it. Show me what you’ve got!” I didn’t really take this kid seriously and I never really intended to hurt him, just put him in his place. He was a strong looking kid but I was a grown woman, an adult and I assumed the odds were stacked in my favour. Might as well have a little fun with this c*cky little prick, I thought, get my mind off my problems. I began to grapple with him there on the beach and I soon realised that he could match me in power and he was very determined not to let me get the better of him. We were both locked in combat for a couple of minutes and then he bent down until his head was level with my midsection. He wrapped one arm around my legs and he gripped my wrist with his free hand and the next thing I knew he heaved me up and over his shoulders just like a fireman. He had me helpless. I began to kick and thrash my legs. I did not believe he could be this strong. All plans to ‘teach him a lesson’ had gone out the window. He fully intended to teach me one. For several seconds he spun me around on his shoulders until I was a little dizzy. Then he stood there holding me and said, “I ought to put you over my knee!” This was unreal! A kid was threatening to give ME a spanking. Then I felt a sharp smack to my backside that made me wince in pain. “Say you’re sorry for talking to me the way the did!” Then came another spank to my bum and it really hurt. I pleaded with him saying, “I apologise for saying those things to you, now can you please put me down!” He warned me, “Behave yourself!” and then gave me one more hard wallop before lowering me to the still deserted seashore. I was glad that nobody else was around to see me being overpowered and humiliated by an elementary school boy. I know a lot of girls would have run off after being demoralised like that but I stayed. Despite what had happened I suppose I wanted to learn more about this amazing boy. I wasn’t actually afraid of him but I did respect him now and knew better then to try and treat him like a little kid. I learned that his name was James and his mother was divorced. He told me he did a lot of wrestling and bodybuilding and that explained how he had gotten to be so strong. He told me about a time two years previously when he’d carried his mother to bed one night when she’d had too much to drink at a late night party. “You were only ten and you carried her in your arms?” He nodded. I was impressed to say the least and perhaps a little sceptical. I wondered if he could do the same to me there on the beach. Without answering he just put one arm around my back and the other around my legs and then I was lifted into his arms cradle style. He did this without a great deal of effort. He then walked along the sand next to the sea with me in his strong arms. He must have carried me like this for almost five minutes and he didn’t seem to get tired at all. I felt like a little girl again as he held me that way and I didn’t know when he would put me down. Finally he lowered me to my bare feet again. I could only stand there and admire him. He and I had the entire beach to ourselves and I wanted to know more about James’ physical capabilities. I asked him to try out some other lifts and carries on me. His next ‘trick’ was to put his head between my legs and lift me onto his sturdy shoulders. He carried me like this for about another five minutes and then he had me in a front cradle. I really loved that one. The session ended with him giving me a piggyback and this was probably the easiest one of all for him. I had no doubt now that James was a very strong child indeed and could no doubt have put many grown men to shame. I was delighted to have met him now despite his attitude and c*ckiness. Not that many adults could push this boy around. I don’t know why but I now wanted to try some lifts on him. When I asked him if I could carry him around for a little while he willingly obliged. I think we both felt more comfortable now in one another’s company. I started with a fireman’s lift since it was the first one he had demonstrated on me. I wasn’t able to do it with the same ease he had. When I had him over my shoulder I wrapped my arms firmly around his solid, muscular legs. For his age he was quite heavy, over 100lbs and hardly one once of puppy fat on him. I suppose part of the reason I desired to pick him up was to feel his sturdy young body up close to mine and perhaps I wanted to compare my own strength and ability with his. I walked along the beach with James’ hefty frame across my shoulder for two or three minutes before setting him down again. I then lifted him into my arms and held him close. I know he didn’t like being carried like this by a girl so I was pleased he was willingly to allow me to do it. I made my way along the seashore again with the young muscle boy in my arms. After a minute or two he began to feel heavy and I had to lower him to the sand. I then got him in a front cradle and it was easier to support him like this. I think he rather enjoyed THIS particular carry method just as I did. He arms were wrapped around my neck and my hands supported his muscular backside while his legs were locked around my waist. I could feel the power in his body as I held me this way and I enjoyed it as much as him. I finally set him down on his feet and we walked along the sand together. On the far end of the beach there was a single wooden bench set back from the shoreline a little. James lowered himself down on it. Strong as he was he seemed a little tired after all his efforts. As I stood about six inches away from him he looked up at me and commented, “You’re not bad for a girl, you know!” I took this as a compliment. I could only reply, “For you age you are quite incredible and very cute too. If you were older I think I would have you as my boyfriend. You’re already more of a man then most of the guys I’ve known.” He seemed quite flattered that a grown woman would tell him this. He was certainly well on the way to being a man already, not only physically but mentally as well. He had worked so hard to achieve this at such an early age and it would not be fair to treat him as anything else. After a long moment he asked me, “Like to sit on my lap!” Well, this did surprise me considerably but I decided to accept his offer. “Don’t mind if I do!” I told him. I proceeded to lower my shapely frame onto his sturdy lap and then I put my arms around his neck. I know if anybody had walked by it would have looked quite silly for a woman my size to be seated on a small boy’s knee like that. I just settled down on his strong legs and he held me close. I felt comfortable and safe there with him. So strong, so adorable! My ex-boyfriend now seemed unimportant. After a few minutes I told him, “I’d like to kiss you, you know that!” I didn’t think he’d really take my remark seriously but his response did rather take me by surprise. “I’d like to kiss you too. Let a real man show you how!” Next thing I knew he got up off the bench and lifting me up in his arms, he just held me there on the Florida beach. Both our faces drew closer and closer together until his lips met mine. It was the first time I’d kissed anyone his age like this before and I found I rather liked it. That kiss lasted about one minute but it seemed a lot longer. I wasn’t sure I wanted it to end. He may have been only 12 years old but he really knew how to kiss a girl. Finally our lips parted and he put me down on the sand again. I was just overcome with emotion. It had all been so surreal. “That was really nice, James!” I informed him. “I think it’s time I got back to my hotel room. It’s been a pleasure to meet you, a really fascinating experience. Hope I see you around again.” He grinned at me and said, “Hope I see you again too!” He then ran off down the beach the way children do. Unfortunately I never saw him again after that. I think he and his mother must have gone home a day or so later. Still, young James is someone who really touches your life and the memory of him and me on that beach will stay with me always. Maybe our paths will cross again one day.

MEBJun 11 2014 11:40am
Nice stroy MEB, do you have more about Nicole and Jack, I found them ineresting

HannahJun 11 2014 1:10pm
Hi Hannah, Yes there are a few more to go yet, I'll post one in a couple of days or so.

MEBJun 11 2014 2:33pm
As you may remember, my neighbors’ son, Tim was extremely big, he was 5’10 and weighed 185 lbs. So time went on we didn’t have any more of a lift moment, but I knew that inside he still wanted to lift me. You could notice, every time he stood next to me, he would secretly compare his size to mine. Believe I am very petite next to him. So time went by and like all boys he began to grow, a year and a half had passed since he had last lifted me, and he had grown a lot, and believe he really did grow a lot. He was 12 years old (nearly 13) and he was 6’2 and weighed 202 lbs! I am not exaggerating his mother told me, and yes his parents are tall, his mother is 6’5 tall, so you can imagine how much he will grow. One day, someone knocked on the door. I was in the kitchen just sorting somethings out on the counter. I was wearing some jeans, pretty skinny jeans, I was in socks, and I was wearing a white shirt (not formal). I went to the door, and opened. I had to look up, it was Tim. He said that his mother had sent him to ask her something and to see if she could borrow some bacon. I said sure come in, I told him to wait just outside the kitchen while I finished something. I went back into the kitchen where I began finishing to sort out some things on the counter. I realized that Tim had come in the kitchen. However, I thought it was normal he had just come to see what was up. He continued to move towards me, and began to feel uneasy. He stopped when he was right behind me my head reaching his chest (yes, my height is AT his shoulder height, that is how much taller he is than me). I suddenly see his huge hands engulf mine. That gives me a strange feeling, it makes me feel so feminine. His big hands covering my little ones. He was just standing behind me with his hands over mine, I didn’t know what to do. The next he said surprised, he told me to cover my eyes with my hands. And so I did, and I felt his big hands over mine yet again, making me feel little. He guided me out of the kitchen like a little child. He then removed his hands and mine, however he didn’t let go of my hands. I found out that he had taken us to a full body mirror that I have in my living room. I could just see myself, so short and small in front of Tim. I was a head shorter than him, I was shoulder height. He was 12! I was just awed by how big he was in comparison to me. This action of his, made me look so weak, I even blushed. He told me that I needed to feel relaxed, which made me feel awkward. What he did next, made me feel something that I had never felt before. He grabbed our hands and placed them on my stomach, like a husband does with his wife, like a prom date. I could feel his strength move through my body, he was so strong! He then began to lift me, I could just dangle my feet in the air, I felt so free. It just felt nice and relaxing. He stopped when our heads were the same height, which meant I was 14 inches off the ground. I was so high up, it was so strange but I really liked. And the way he held me, god he seemed so much older and experienced. How could a 12 year old possess this? He then asked, if he could have lunch today in my house as his mom had requested since she wouldn’t be home. I said that my son wasn’t here, but since he had no option and I was being held in his hands I told him to stay and have lunch with me since my husband was out on business. He was delighted and tickled me in the stomach. The tickle was OMG! It was heaven, where had he learnt that? He was so innocent! He put me down, so that I could go make lunch. I came back 15 minutes later, and he was waiting at the table. He then asked me if I wanted to have lunch on his lap. I didn’t know what to say really. So he just got and scooped me with one hand, yes one hand, and I sat on his lap. I felt like such a little girl on his lap. It was so weird but sexy at the same time. I fit so perfectly on his lap, I was so small that I just blended into him. I finished eating and so did he, so I took the dishes to the kitchen, and he came in saying that he had to go home. While he said that he was caressing my cheek! I blushed! It was so cheeky. The next thing he did was scooped me up one handedly and give me a kiss in the cheek, it felt just way to nice, he was so strong!

HannahJun 11 2014 2:56pm
Fantastic story Hannah, I really enjoyed reading it. I hope you have some more to tell us. Here's another story about Jack and Nicole, but this one also has a description by Greg, her husband, before you read what she has to say. It does lead onto another story that I'll post in the future, but there are a few more to go in the meantime. Alright, so Nicole was wearing her yellow bikini. This bikini is a killer later in the summer when Nicole's tan is perfect. She doesn't pull it out too often for some reason, but it blows me away every time she does, along with any males within view of it. So, if Nicole wanted to play around with Jack, this was definitely the bikini to catch his eye with. So, what I was worried about was – is she going to wrestle him in this bikini, or maybe put some sort of pants or shorts on? I'll let her explain her decision, but Jack got to wrestle her in her bikini. He's picked her up many times in a bikini – at the beach, over his head, tossing into a pool – but he's never wrestled her in one. They started standing up, like always, except when they did that wrestling circle. I just can't get over what Nicole looked like, and it's really distracting me. I should be used to this stuff by now, but I'm not. I just couldn't believe what this kid was about to get his hands on. She just looked spectacular. Jack tried to dive in low to Nicole's hips, which is what he always does at the beginning. Nicole FINALLY was ready for this, and she dropped herself down to her knees right when he tried to grab her. Very good move! But, Jack was on a mission. He was lifting this woman off the ground, and it was just a matter of how and when. With Nicole on her knees, he stepped beside her to her left side, so she was facing to his left. She was trying to defend herself, but Jack got his right arm between her legs from behind her. He bent down and reached it all the way through, so that his elbow was at her ass. It looked like he grabbed his own right wrist with his left hand, but all I really noticed was that he started standing up, and Nicole was lifted off her knees as he did. As she was kneeling, the tops of her feet were resting on the ground, and I saw these slide more under her as she tried to keep her feet under her as Jack lifted, but she knew what was happening. She was getting lifted off the ground by her pussy. Jack has lifted her into the air by her pussy before, and we all know how Nicole feels about this, so it was a heck of a way for her to leave the ground right at the beginning – and wearing only a bikini. I was looking right at Nicole's feet when I saw them leave the floor and go into the air. She kicked and reached her toes for the floor, but she couldn't reach anymore – Jack had her in the air, holding her up by only her pussy. This was a great grip he had on her. It was almost like he lifted her by bear-hugging the top of her left leg, but I knew almost all of her weight was on her pussy. Jack turned around with her in the air, and walked across the room – this made Nicole kick a little bit and let out a little squeal. When he got across the room with her, he squatted down and let her feet touch the ground again – and then I saw her feet again leave the floor as he picked her back up. And Nicole let out a very sexy noise when he did this – he definitely caught her by surprise lifting her again like this. Jack turned again and carried Nicole back to the middle of the room and put her down again. This time, Jack kept letting her lower, and she let herself drop all the way back down to her knees, and then leaned over to her hands and knees. Now I know what Nicole felt like when I was wrestling with Victoria, and Nicole said that she thought to herself, “He BETTER not lift her by her pussy!!” Because Jack had Nicole in that exact position, and I've seen him do this to Victoria – and Nicole's sister, too. And Jack wasn't letting go of his grip. He kept his right arm up through Nicole's legs, and moved his left hand to cupping under her shoulder as she was on her all fours. I felt like my heart froze. Did I really want to see my wife get lifted like this? I felt bad all of a sudden for doing this to Victoria in front of Nicole – maybe it was payback time for me. Jack hopped up to his feet, and he lifted Nicole off the ground by her pussy and her shoulder. But, I know Nicole's “balance point.” She really got lifted by her pussy the only saving grace was that Jack had his arm further up between Nicole's legs than he did with Victoria, or than I did with Victoria. So, Jack's forearm was really at Nicole's pussy not his hand – a small bit of comfort for me, and probably for Nicole, too. So, my beautiful wife was lifted off the ground three times already, and they had barely even begun. Jack held her like this pretty long, I think she was off the ground for like 15 seconds, before he finally put her down. Nicole then jumped up onto her feet – probably because her keeping her body low to the floor wasn't working at all – she got lifted right up anyway, so it seemed like she figured that she should give it a chance being on her feet – and Jack just grabbed her right arm with his left hand, pulled her into him as he ducked down into her hips, and he lifted Nicole clean off her feet, right up over his shoulder. And he had her way over his shoulder, so that her upper thighs were on his shoulder and she was hanging all the way down his back. He really had her. And it takes almost no effort at all for him anymore to hold her this way. He just walked around like he had a little rabbit on his shoulder. All Nicole could do was to wait for him to put her down. He carried her around, stopped, looked around, carried her a little more – he kept her up for about 40 seconds, then he went over to the couch, pulled Nicole down in front of him, and tilted her over as he plopped her body down onto the couch. They had been wrestling for about three minutes, and I think Nicole was on the ground for about 15 seconds total, and she had gotten picked up four times already. This wrestling match was different. This was not so much a wrestling match, but more of a chance for Jack to show Nicole what he could do with her. I have not counted how many times he picked her up, but it was at least 10 times. He would pick her up, put her down, then re-grip her and pick her right up again. Just very different than their matches before, where it seemed like Jack was at least pretending to try to wrestle. This time, it seemed like Jack just wanted her off the ground. There were a couple of times when he put her down just so he could pick her up a different way, as a guy, I know these things -- I've done it many times myself. I think tomorrow I'll just try to go through the whole match and mention everything. I'll just try to give you some detail on what I thought were the cooler parts, but like Nicole said, I don't think I can write a story like usual, it will just take too long with all the detail. And I'm getting old, I can't commit to five hours of writing these things anymore! I'm not sure if I'll write it for the files or on the message board yet, either, that will be a game time call. Well, Miss Goddess had a long day, so I think she needs some tending to. ---------------------------------- When we started wrestling, the beginning of this match was a nightmare for me. I knew he was going to dive down in on me like always, so I was totally ready, and I dropped down to my knees. But it just doesn’t matter, Jack is too fast and too strong for me now, so it really doesn’t matter what I do. He is SOOO strong. When I felt him reach through my legs from behind me when I was on my knees, I just felt my heart sink. I KNEW he was going to lift me off my knees. And I knew there was no way I could stop him from doing it. so, I had to decide - do I stay straight up on my knees and let him lift me by my pussy, or do I lean forward and risk him lifting me by my pussy. For me, from a young boy, I would rather be lifted by my vagina than by my pussy, so I stayed straight up. And then I felt his arm lift me. Okay, here's the thing - it’s not that it feels bad, it doesn’t. Physically, for me to get lifted this way, it feels pretty awesome, to be honest. Well, we've been over this, I don’t have to tell you again, it's just an “awesome” that I don’t feel very comfortable feeling from an 11 year old. But up I went, I couldn’t stop him, he lifted me right off my knees and then feet by my pussy. And he held me up there LONG. WAY longer than I expected him to. I am very sensitive between the legs - this was just a nightmare way to start. So he puts me down, and then lifts me right back up the same way. When my feet left the floor again this time, my butterflies got way out of control. I’m too sensitive to be lifted up and down like this by my pussy, oh my God. And he's doing this with one arm - that made it even worse, I get very shy or embarrassed when he lifts me with one arm. But he didn’t hold me up long that time. when he started to let me down, I kicked my feet up to my ass, because I didn’t want him to put me back on my feet -- I did NOT want to risk him lifting me off my feet a third time like this, so when he lowered me, I went all the way down to my knees again, and then I dove forwards over his arm -- again, so that he couldn’t lift me like that again. Second, I could tell by reading the story that I pressured Greg to write that before he was ready. But I didn’t want to wait anymore! So, I don’t think that was his best work, but he did get the main stuff in there, so at least I don’t have to write it. So thanks honey! Sorry I pressured you! Okay. I just read my honey’s entire version of this rematch with Jack. First, I will repeat - I did NOT wear my yellow bikini during this rematch. Yes, it was on, but I had white “shorts” over the bottoms. The top, yes, I had on. But Jack has never been one to pull on my clothes, so I wasn’t worried about it. But the bottoms - I’ve been picked up many times in my bikini, and I’m totally fine with it, but wrestling is just a little different, because sometimes a girl can get grabbed down there, or yes, sometimes a girl can get a little “damp” down there. Sorry, but I always put something over my bikini bottoms if I’m going to wrestle.

MEBJun 12 2014 12:59am
Nice story MEB, I’m looking forward to hearing more Jack and Nicole stories! Well, from that second lift and carry experience it wasn’t long until it happened again. My kid and Tim were in the pool playing, happily. Someone knocked on the door and it was Tim’s mom, my neighbor. I told her to come in, and she bent down to give me a kiss on the cheek. As said before she is 6’5 and weighs 275 lbs, while I’m only 5’0 and 102 lbs. You can imagine how I feel next to my neighboring family. We sit down, and she suggests that we join the kids in the pool. I went upstairs and changed into my bikini, a white bikini. I came back down and went outside where Tim’s mom, was waiting with Tim and my son. I saw Tim change his expression when he saw me in a bikini, but that was okay, since he is at that age where they all get excited. I went up to them, and asked why aren’t we in the pool? Tim’s mom said that she had been talking to my son about a collection in her house she wanted to show him, so she was wandering I could stay with Tim. I said no problem and smiled. So she left, I was left alone with Timmy who was double my size. It was still pretty sunny, so I decided I wanted to tan a little. He lay down next to me and he even placed my head on his shoulder. It felt really nice, so I just kept my head there. He eventually got up and asked me if I wanted to go to the pool. I said no I was fine, but he could go. I just felt this shade fall over me, he got into an all fours position over my body and grabbed under my armpits and scooped me up as if weighed nothing. I said, “Tim!” I was on my feet, he just said, “You’re so little, its just so easy!” I totally blushed, he got up and towered over me. He then said, “If you don’t want to I’ll make you!” (said in a playful tone). He put his huge hands under my armpits and lifted me off the ground. He carried me like that until the edge of my pool. He outstretched his arms making me suspended over the pool with my feet dangling 10 inches or more above the water. He then pulled me back to his body and I thought he was going to put me down. But I was wrong he threw like I weighed nothing into the water. He was so strong! I swam to the shallow end to get out but he was already in, so when I was close to him I gave him a little slap on his bicep, and playfully said, “Naughty boy Tim!” He looked at me and laughed. He took that as a wrestling challenge… He grabbed me from behind and just set a tight grip on me, I couldn’t move an inch he was so strong. He put me down, and I suddenly just feel a hand going around my vagina, it was literally on my vagina. He lift me one handed inn that position, it just gave me a feeling…I felt at his mercy he was holding me in such a sensitive place. I just told him that I gave up and that he was too strong for me. Instead of putting me down he began to walk out of the pool with me in the same position, with his hand around my vagina. I was feeling way too sensitive. He was so powerful! Finally he put me down, and I just didn’t know what to say. He had held me in such a strange position. I began to blush, and Tim noticed it. When he saw me like that he stretched out his arms, and I just embraced him. My head on his chest since I was much shorter than him. I felt so feminine and protected, it felt like heaven to me. I was so petite, I could just hide in that position, my tiny body engulfed in his huge arms. He suddenly says, “You’re so little, I can’t believe you’re my friend’s mom, I could just lift you up all day. Your just so tempting to lift.” He wrapped his arms around my waist and scooped me up, he really had me close to him, face to face, I was blushing so much. I was beginning to feel so feminine and vulnerable. Tim said, “You see, your just so little in my arms, I always dream of lifting you.” I couldn’t resist and I admitted it to him, “I actually like being lifted by you…” He replied, “I know, you never fight back.” And there it was I had admitted to Tim that I liked to be lifted by him, a 12 year old.

HannahJun 12 2014 3:38pm
Great Story Hannah, did Tim lift you again after that? I have one about Jack and Nicole that is quite similar. It's posted below, hope you like it. As I said it starts with Greg describing what happened. Jack swam right over to Nicole. This was interesting; Jack seemed to be trying to get Nicole to play around. He was trying to shove her a little, poke at her, joke with her, and finally Nicole pushed him away playfully. Jack started to move back towards her with his hands up, as if he was going to be prepared to grab her, and Nicole flirtatiously said, “All right, tough guy - you want to impress me? Show me something different!” Jack just laughed at her challenge. I'll tell you, it's something else to look at a woman like Nicole and know that you've lifted her over your head. It gives a guy a lot of confidence, and it's just downright exhilarating just to know you've done this to a girl like this. The thought of doing it again? It's almost overwhelming -- and in her yellow bikini (no shorts THIS time!)... Wet? The anticipation must have been killing Jack. Jack put his left hand near Nicole's right shoulder, just laying his fingers over the top of her shoulder. Then he pulled Nicole towards him with that hand, bending her towards him a little as he did. Then I saw him start to squat down towards his right, reaching his right hand low under the water. I wanted to jump into the pool and stop him. My heart just stopped. I knew exactly what he was doing, and wasn't sure I wanted to see this happen. In fact, I know I didn't. But he did it so fast. There was really nothing I could do. He grabbed Nicole between her legs with his right hand, his palm on her pussy and his fingers towards her bottom. He pulled her upper body down with his left hand as he lifted her between her legs with his right. Nicole squealed as I saw her ass and thighs rise out of the water, until her upper body was lying flat over his hands, her legs still hanging straight down but off the floor of the pool. As he stood up, he had Nicole up to his shoulder level. Nicole's feet were fluttering wildly, as I knew she had to be feeling very sensitive about what she was being held up by. And then I saw her body start to rise as Jack lifted his arms higher. This is that moment Nicole always talks about, when she is feeling so many emotions that she doesn't want to be lifted more, but she's only 109 pounds, and if Jack can lift that, she's going up. Her body rose, and Jack presses this gorgeous creature all the way over his head. He locked his arms under her as she grabbed his left upper arm with her hands to try to feel safer. She was letting out little screams, and her feet were still fluttering wildly. Nicole says that when she flutters her feet like this, it's to let the butterflies out her toes. I heard Nicole gasp as Jack turned and walked about five steps with her. Her heart always skips a beat when she starts to be carried. Then Jack, God bless him that he can do these things, he lowered Nicole to where her body actually touched the top of his head, and then he pressed her back up fully. Then he lowered her body again to touch the top of his head, and pressed her up fully again. Now, for those of you who have done these things, you know this is not hard. It's five times easier than lowering a girl all the way back down to your shoulders. Because when a guy does this, his upper arms don't get lowered past parallel to the ground, which is the hardest point of the lift. So, if a guy lowers a girl, but not to that point, he never reached the hard part of the lift, so it's easy to press her back up again. Just a nice trick for guys -- and one that the girl can't tell the difference either way. She just feels like she got pressed again. So, to Nicole, she feels like she got pressed three times, which she did, but when Jack pressed her twice when they last wrestled, that was much harder and more impressive than what he did today, because he lowered her all the way down to his shoulders the second time when they wrestled. In fact, I bet Jack learned from that. Now he handles her the easier way. And now he got to press her three times. I think he could have done one or two more, really, but I could be wrong. But I’m ignoring the elephant in the room -- Jack was holding Nicole above his head with one hand in a VERY compromising place. And we know Nicole is very sensitive about this. But again, he just got her so fast; I think it really surprised her. And by the time she realized where he grabbed her by; he already had her feet off the bottom of the pool. I notice her squeezing her legs together tightly while she was over Jack's head. We'll have to ask her, but I would guess that this is to maybe take some of the pressure off of his hand holding her pussy and put some of the pressure on the inside of her thighs, instead. Or maybe she was trying to crush his hand so he would put her down! But as incredible as this was to see, I can't say I loved seeing my wife held over someone's head by her pussy. It gave me some interesting feelings, mostly along the lines of possessives and concern. But, if there were 100 parts to this lift, I liked 99 of them, just not that one. Jack turned and carried her about five more steps towards the deep end, then squatted down a little to get some leg thrust, lowered her body down a little to get some arm thrust, and pushed out, giving Nicole a nice little toss into the deep end, accompanied by her scream. That is another feeling I'm sure I'll never have the feeling of having my body tossed through the air, never mind by an 11 year-old. And that was it. Just a nice, fun little play, one lift, but one heck of a one lift. He definitely did something different. ------------------------------------------------------------- So, I’m in the pool, in the shallow end, and the boys jumped in. Jack started making his way over towards me, and honestly, I knew something was going to happen. I can just tell when a boy is lured in, and Jack was lured in! Yes, well, I really didn’t know what would happen. I just sort of had a little thing in mind with Brad, I hadn’t considered Jack. And now here he is, this kid who can pick me up almost any way he wants, and I just didn’t feel quite prepared! I really didn’t know how I wanted to play around, so I just got up and walked to the pool steps So he came over, and he's acting playful, just waiting for a sign that I’ll be playful back. I pretended to ignore him for a little bit - boys STILL have to work! - Then I finally gave him a playful push. And of course, that's all he needed. You know, it’s just funny - it’s just so predictable. I KNEW that as soon as I showed him one little bit of playfulness, he was going to grab me. And with Jack, once he grabs me, I just know he's going to lift me off my feet. So I knew all of these things were going to happen. Right when I pushed him, I knew I’d get picked up. So he came back towards me and reached out his hand for my shoulder. I was actually pretty happy about that - it’s a nice innocent grab. I just didn’t know what we were quite doing. I didn’t want to wrestle, and he doesn’t really lift me the way Brad seems like he wants to, where he just like the feel of me, so I didn’t quite know what to be expecting. Maybe toss me over his shoulder or something? Then I said that thing, which may not have been the best thing to say, but I just didn’t know what we were kind of doing, so I sort of challenged him, saying, “okay tough guy, if you want to impress me, you'd better show me something different!” It was a silly thing to say, but I thought it was playful, and I just thought we were sort of stuck in moment where not only did I know what he wanted to do, but I don’t think Jack knew quite what to do either. I think he had the same thought - he couldn’t really wrestle me, and he doesn’t really carry me around in the more tender ways, so what should he do? So I thought that my little challenge might just get us through that moment and give him an excuse to do something, even if it’s different. I hope that made sense. So I felt him pull on my shoulder, and I just resisted a little bit, just to not be too easy, but I was going to let him do whatever he wanted, I just didn’t expect THAT. I saw him squat down to his right, like Greg said, and I just thought he was going to grab my leg. Or hip. And BOOM, I felt him grab my pussy. And I mean RIGHT between my legs. Not an inch off to the side, not like he just missed grabbing my inner upper thigh, he had my pussy right in his hand. To say I was shocked, well, I think you understand, I was shocked, and unfortunately, I froze for a second. Now guys, when a girl gets grabbed like this, we normally don’t freeze, we SMACK. But I froze because it was Jack. He’s an 11 year old boy, he's a wrestler, and he's always been so careful and nice with me. So, it was almost like I took a second to process this before I reacted. And that second, that damn stupid second, it was within that second that he lifted me - he lifted me by my pussy and my feet came off the bottom of the pool. But it wasn’t just a lift; it was a very strong move he did. I didn’t just go straight up on his one hand; he pulled my upper body down by pulling my shoulder down. It was like he just laid me right across his hands, and at the same time, my feet came off the pool's floor with my weight going onto my pussy in his hand. Now guys, honestly, I think like I could take a whole week to think about what I felt in that moment. I don’t quite understand it yet, but this moment was unbelievably intense for me. It is AMAZING the emotions and feelings my body can feel in an instant - and it’s totally unplanned, of course, it just happens. WHERE do these feelings come from? They are SO intense. How do my body and soul and mind know how to react to a moment like this? It’s almost so intense that everything gets put on hold, like I can’t process things fast enough, so things get backed up. It is such an intense feeling for me. Yes, this was crazy, but right now, I’m glad it happened, because I KNOW I felt some new things. And I L-O-V-E feeling new things. So, my feet left the bottom of the pool. Now, I still get emotional about this, so I’m just going to post what I wrote to Steff in our email. Because at least I got through it, here's what I wrote to Steff, with just a couple of little changes. You were right. I thought I could tell that story, but now I can’t. Or I at least have to figure out how to tell it. When I want to write about this part where I got lifted out of the pool, I just start crying. And you know me by now, it’s not sad or upset, it's just too many emotions for my little body to handle! They don’t all fit inside me! Here is what I’m stuck on, oh my God, why I have so much trouble writing this. You know that certain things feel good. You know, physically. You know how sensitive we are between our legs, and when we get touched there, it feels very nice. Of course, we need to like the person who is touching us or we won’t allow ourselves to relax and enjoy it. So what do I do when Jack grabs me there? It happened so fast. And then for him to lift me from there. It’s like, okay, I can deal with him grabbing me there if we're playing around. It’s not where I WANT him to grab me, but I understand that it can happen from the way we play around. So fine I would just push him away... but then he lifted me into the air by “there.” it was just like, OH MY GOD, now I CANNOT push him away. I am being literally held in the air by my pussy, and in a way that I cannot get down. I can’t even explain the panic. But dammit! I HATE this part, like I said, it’s not like it feels bad. So I’m being held in the air, it feels actually feels, you know, good, I would almost even say awesome, but I don’t want his hand there because, Well, it doesn’t belong there. But I can’t get down. So, it was almost like I resigned myself to the situation, like, “well, there's nothing I can do, so I might as well enjoy it.” but that's not a good feeling, it’s almost like a rationalization to deal with the moment. And I don’t like that. But I didn’t see what choice I had. So I kind of let him hold me like that but I know there's nothing I could have done anyway, except scream at him in a way that he knew I was serious about getting down but I didn’t. He pressed me over his head like this? Really? Are you kidding me? Oh my goodness. I seriously don’t know if I can sort this out. It’s like it’s just something that happened to my body. I almost feel like I shut down and just went into survival mode. Like “This is too many feelings for me to handle, let’s just shut it down and let it happen, then it will end, and I’ll live.” Okay, I feel better. I said it, sort of, somehow. At least I said SOMETHING. Because I almost feel like I shut down. Okay, I’m going to try to finish my story. So, you can see where my confusion was. His hand wasn’t where it was supposed to be, or where I would have wanted it to be. But, it’s not like it felt bad, in reality, physically. It’s not like I was in pain. But I wanted to push him away, but then he lifted me with that hand, so I was kind of stuck. So, what should I do? He wasn’t doing anything malicious or threatening, so I didn’t feel like I should yell at him, but I don’t know, maybe I should have. I don’t know. I could only follow my gut, and it wasn’t yelling. But geez! This was really compromising. Jack has lifted me by that area a few times, but it’s usually with his arm going through my legs, and one time with his hand there when I was laying on the ground. But his fingers were never, you know, “in there.” he had his palm on my “down there” and his fingers up “in there.” and in just my bikini. Greg of course has done this to me many times -- and I’m always aware of his fingers there, because if they are “active” at all, well, you know -- there's some stuff down there! SO, to say I was aware of Jack's fingers would be an understatement. It just happened so fast. I really felt like I turned off a lot of emotions, there were just too many. I think I kind of did what I said in my email to Steff - I kind of shut down. I just said to myself, “okay, this isn’t what I planned, but I can’t get down, just let him do what he's doing, I’ll be fine.” So there I am, his hands are at his shoulders, and I’m laying over them, one hand on the front of my shoulder, and one hand between my legs. This feels to me like a very dominant way to be held. It feels like so much of my weight is on his hand between my legs, but my ass is still as high as my head, so I feel like I’m really being handled strongly. and he held me there for a few seconds, and right when I’m coming to terms with my situation I feel my body start rising as he starts pressing me over his head. All I can say is I thinking I had a legitimate heart attack. I could not breathe, and I SOOOOOO didn’t want him to be able to do this. I was having enough trouble with how I was being held; I didn’t need to be over his head, too. Just sheer, utter panic, heart stopping, couldn’t breath I wanted SO badly for him not to be able to do this. And Greg - he was actually VERY insightful with this in his story. The helplessness I feel in moments like that are overwhelming. I’m still a woman. He’s still a kid. It just seems like I shouldn't go up if I don’t want to. Somehow it still seems like I should be able to stop him. But I weigh 109 lbs. if he can lift that, I’m going up. And I can’t stop him. I can’t decide to weigh more. It’s the most helpless feeling in the world. And I just kept feeling my body go up. Higher, higher, higher. And then I stopped. And I knew he had pressed me all the way up. I know what it feels like for arms to lock under me. He pressed me, one hand on my shoulder, and one hand between my legs. Greg says I was squeezing my legs together when I was over his head. Yes I was, and it was pretty much for what he said. I’m very light, so it doesn’t really hurt me at all to be held up by my pussy but still, it feels a little accepting for me to let him hold me there completely, so it just felt better for me to squeeze my legs together to take some of the weight off my pussy it kind of moved some of the weight to my thighs by squeezing like that. At least it felt like it did. And then, as if this couldn’t get worse, or better, depending on what emotion or feeling I’m thinking of, he started walking with me. Oh my God. This is a hell of a way to be carried. it’s not just the motion of being carried, feeling my body be moved by someone else, seeing the water pass below me, there is a certain kind of bouncing when someone is carrying me. And being held likes THIS - that bouncing is magnified. Those little ups and downs -- when those ups happen, I’m going up by my pussy, and it made me feel it even more. Then he stopped, and then this super-brat, apparently Greg isn’t the only super-brat, I feel him lower me down, and my stomach touches his head, and then he presses me back up again. I was just beyond a heart attack now. I was thinking, “REALLY??? Can ANYTHING else happen to make me have an actual heart attack??!!” Apparently there was one more thing. Down I go again, and he pressed me back up again. Three times this boy pressed me. NOW I will be thankful for ONE thing. THANK GOD we didn’t play around at all before this lift. Thank God I started this whole thing not being physically excited at all. THANK GOD. Because this would have done it. I just started to feel it coming on a little bit. Can you imagine if I had gotten excited before? Like, if I got a little wet down there? Oh my God. Thank God. So he started carrying me again. Now that I’m writing this, I can’t believe my heart even survived this. to be lifted that way, carried that way, pressed that way, then pressed again, and now to be carried this way again. OH MY GOD. I must have a stronger heart than I thought! Because I felt like it dropped again when he started carrying me again after all of that. Then Greg describes how he threw me. How could he have enough energy to throw me like that at the end? He really threw me! I went flying. I can’t lie - that was impressive. I couldn’t believe how far he threw me. Maybe it just felt like it, or maybe I was just expecting him to drop me down, but that really surprised me. That was like a mini-attitude adjustment for me, like he said, “What, do you think you tired me out? Think about that while I chuck you across the pool!” I don’t know, I was very surprised to get thrown like that. So that's it. That’s my version. It took me all day, but I got there.

MEBJun 13 2014 1:50am
Wow! Great stories MEB and Hannah. Hannah I can also relate to yours a lot being almost exactly the same height and weight as you and in the same profession too. And a friend of my sons towers over me in a very similar way to yours at the same age too. Spooky ha. Ok so this story is my very first lifting experience by a kid, and it wasn't my sons best friend even worse in fact......so I was on holiday with my son a couple of years back in Spain. My son makes friends with other kids around his age, like they do, and he was 10 at the time. One of the kids in the group happened to be a very big girl for 10. Not that tall maybe same height as me (5ft) but she outweighed me by a good 60lbs at least, she was fat I guess you could say. Anyway on this particular day I was just coming out of my room with my son and she was walking towards us. I was wearing a sun dress that came down to mid thigh and a bikini underneath. She was just in an all black one piece. Anyway she starts talking to my son and as mothers do I asked her name and how old she was. I was pretty shocked by her size when she told me her age then she commented on how small I was. Anyway we went down to breakfast and her family were not up yet. Late night drinkers I guess. So after breakfast my son and I went to the pool and she tagged along. As we get to the pool she decides it would be funny to push my son in whilst I was taking off my sun dress to reveal a white bikini. I turned around when I heard the splash and since David (my son) was laughing I just smiled. To which this girl says "I don't know what your laughing at" scoops me up in a cradle and throws me in The pool. I was go smacked. Not that I had time to react as she jumped in straight after she threw me. This then became a running theme through the holiday. She would push or throw me in the pool whenever she got the chance. But the worst was when she introduced me to her parents later that day because then she asked for a picture with me as she again picked me up in a cradle carry. And her parents didn't even bat an eye lid. There is another occasion with her picking me up that I will post later.

Miss JJun 14 2014 7:31am
Very Nice story Miss J, I like the way it's a girl lifting you this time. I'll post another Nicole and Jack story when I've got the chance in the next week or so. The problem used to be that she posted part of a story as a message every few days, and I've got to assemble them in the right order so they make sense, and cut the formatting out as well. Some of them I've already done (the ones you've seen) but others I still have to do. I do have a couple more complete ones though.

MEBJun 15 2014 1:42am
MEB the comment you made about the 8 year old on your story may 11. Please explain.

AnonymousJun 15 2014 8:50am
Can't really help you. The story is a repost of items I found in another group a couple of tears ago and I don't really know the context of the boy mentioned. You have to remember that these stories are not ones I have written but as I said are reposts

MEBJun 15 2014 11:55am
good stories thanks! I hope to read more soon. I write another lift. I was at a barbecue in the garden with a friend of my mom and her husband. the friend was a lady of 40 years old with a very small and slim body in all respect. it was summer and very hot. when we finished eating, the woman's husband takes off his shirt and I immediately afterwards. the friend looks at my body and is amazed and says to my mom, "congratulations you have a child very muscular, so young and already in great shape!" she approaches me and says with a smile "sculpted abs is a pleasure to pet them all day, and big biceps. you seem very strong" his sentence and this especially as she touched my muscles instigated me too .. then I say to her, "and you seem very slight" I put my hands on her slim waist and start to lift it. She starts laughing and says "wow you really are strong not only looks! she was really small and extremely lightweight for my strength so I wanted to do more. after a while that I held her suspended in the air I put it down, I'll go behind her put his hands back on her waist and immediately raise the very top making her sit on my right shoulder. beginning to walk over to her and say, "well you do not look only slightly, your weight is ridiculous for me! "her: no one has ever raised in this way with this facility.'s really nice. I: ok then I hold you raised! after a while she says to me, do you get off me, you're tired. I said, you're right not I can anymore. actually I did not pretend to be more successful, so I made it jump off the shoulder and I took her to fly in the crib and I continued to carry it around. arrived to the hammock where I put it gently stretch and I say, "now you've also seen the muscles in action, relaxed here light small woman"

MIJun 16 2014 3:56am
Looking: for site where little boys lift & carry big girls or women?

AnonymousJun 16 2014 7:14am
Nice stories Mi, Meb and, Miss J. Miss J, I know right? So many coincidences! Well I can actually relate to that story, because I have been by a young girl too. My friend, told me that a friend of hers wanted her 11 year old daughter to do pilates. So I said that her daughter was welcome to try it. As I said before I am 5’ foot tall and 102 lbs, so I’m a small woman. You wouldn’t expect an 11 year old girl to be so tall either, well you couldn’t have been more mistaken. I was in a sports bra, leggings, and no shoes on. Some one knocked at the door, and it was the girl’s mother. She was massive to say the least, probably double my size, so I welcomed her in, and she told me her daughter was getting changed. After a while the mother left, and I was left waiting for her. I start hearing some foot steps on the way to my gym, so I get up to meet her. Then in front of me is a girl with a childish face but she was big! I later found out that she was 5’10 and 194 lbs, that is just mind blowing! She was so much bigger than me. I said, hi, and I asked her if she was 11. She said yes, and then she told me that I was so little. I just blushed, those things make me blush. So, the class started and it went well. Her mother had texted me saying that she would be late, so we just went into the kitchen. She was wearing tan top and some short shorts. We started talking about clothes, so I took her up into my dressing room and started showing her my clothes and shoes. She turns to me and says, “You’re clothes are so little!” I just blushed, being teased like this by an 11 year old. She asked what I had in the top shelve, and I said that I didn’t know. She asked me if I could get it down from there for her to see. I couldn’t reach up there and so I told her. She told me not to worry. She came over to me, turned me around so that my back was towards her. She grabbed my waist with her big hands, making me feel so small. I just felt me feet leaving the ground, she lifted me so high that I was able to collect the shoes that were there. I was so high in the air! She started putting me down and suddenly she put me into a cradle. She started saying, “You are so light, so little! I could lift you all day!” She began walking out of the room and took me downstairs. She began to try different lifts on me, without me ever touching the floor. It was so impressive and I was so red. She was so strong and big! Her mother arrived and she finally put me down. I invited her mother inside, her mother towered me. I was being towered by both mom and daughter. She just came to collect Mallory. When they were leaving Mallory said, “Mom, you know I can lift Hannah?” What surprised me was her mother’s response who just smiled, “Mallory, you’re much bigger than her, its natural, like I can also lift you easily Mallory.” (Yes, that is how big and tall her mother was). I just saw Mallory coming towards me, and lifting me off my feet into a bearhug, “Thank you for the class Hannah!” That was so sweet and I said, “You’re welcome sweetheart.” Her daughter put me Her mother bent down and gave me a kiss on the cheek, and they left.

HannahJun 16 2014 8:29am
Hannah this poll is only for boys lifting older women and not girls lifting . if you have any experience with boys then write it.

pokanJun 16 2014 10:22am
Pokan if you read above you can see my experiences

HannahJun 16 2014 3:17pm
Great stories Hannah, Miss J and MI. It seems really active at the moment. I'll post another Jack and Nicole story below. Hannah have you any more where your lifted by your neigbour Tim?

MEBJun 17 2014 3:36am
Only a short story this time about Jack and Nicole, but there's still quite a few to go. This was probably two summers ago when Jack was about 10 years old, before all the other stuff that I’ve mentioned. I was in my chair at our patio table. I can’t tell the story again like it was told before, maybe someone can find the old one, but Jack got his arm under my legs, and it was just like a log rising, and I couldn't stop him. He got his other arm under the small of my back, and he lifted me right out of my chair. Then he started carrying me to the pool. I held onto the chair, but it was just dragging behind me. I finally let go of the chair, but he just had me perfectly, I felt like I couldn’t breathe, i couldn’t believe he could do that. He threw me in the pool. It’s strange but I don’t totally remember if I went in or not, so many things have happened, but I think he tossed me in, or maybe he jumped in with me. I think he jumped in with me. I have to say that I love being lifted out of a chair. Another time Jack lifted me out of a lounge chair, but, of course, this was not romantic.

MEBJun 17 2014 3:47am
I don't like it

AnonymousJun 17 2014 10:14am
I don't like it

MIJun 17 2014 10:15am
What don't you like MI? Hannah of love to talk to you about this more as it seems we have a lot in common on this subject. Do you ever use any of the internet chat rooms?

Miss JJun 17 2014 3:00pm
Miss J, what internet chat rooms do you use?

HannahJun 18 2014 4:07am
Here's another story about Nicole and Jack. Hope to hear more from you soon Hannah and Miss J.Jack was leaving. His mom came to the door with a friend of hers. I do know her friend, but not well. Jack's mom went to the ladies room, and I sat down on the floor in front of our TV to take a DVD out of our DVD player that Jack brought. Right when I sat down, Jack said, "I already got it." but I was already sitting down, so I decided to check to make sure. Jack was about to walk past me, and I guess, with him knowing that he already took the DVD out, he didn’t see the need for me to check, so he thought he would help me to my feet. I felt him grab me under my arms with his two hands from behind me. Before I could start helping myself up at all, he lifted me from under my arms, and my butt came off the floor. I thought, okay, I’ve seen people do this, no big deal; I’ll get lifted up to my feet. It’s still a little personal, I would still feel like I was lifted, but my only concern was that I hoped it didn’t look like he lifted me too much to his mom's friend. And again, this just happened so fast. he's under my arms, obviously he can get me up like this, and I’m sort of scrambling to keep my feet under me and touching the floor so it doesn’t look too much like he's lifting me, even though he is. he lifts me to my feet, he had ALL of my weight as he pulled me up, and I think he just didn’t know when my feet were right and he lifted me to where my feet were dangling in the air. They were just a couple of inches off the floor, and I was reaching with my toes to try to touch the floor, but it just wasn’t there. SUCH a brat! I was in the air again, being held from behind, AGAIN having nowhere to put my hands or feet - and I was facing his mom's friends. And then I saw her look RIGHT at my feet. Dammit! Oh my god, what a jerk! So you know what he did? He starts walking towards the door with me, my feet dangling in the air over the floor. He carried me like this for about 8 feet, maybe 4 steps for him. He put me down, and I spun around and pushed him in his chest! His mom's friend, I swear, I saw her looking right at my feet as he carried me, said curiously to me, "Did he just pick you up?" I think I turned beet red. I blushed SO bad! Oh god, I felt like my heart sunk into my stomach. All I could do was play it off like it was no big deal. I said, giggling a little, "Yeah, I think he might have got me there for a second." but she saw it. He pulled me off the floor and carried me 4 steps with my feet dangling in the air. The feelings this gave me, I don’t think I’m up for writing it yet. But they were similar to how I felt earlier in the day. I just want to say, it is REALLY REALLY weird to get lifted off the floor like this. to be expecting to be lifted to my feet, and then feeling my feet leave right off the floor as he's pulling me up, and then held there, really really weird.

MEBJun 18 2014 4:32am
atUsTc wow, awesome post.Much thanks again.

hGaYKXKRaNVsFEaylJun 18 2014 9:08am
gTBn2j Appreciate you sharing, great blog post.Really looking forward to read more. Will read on...

elrZSPGbqvSJun 19 2014 12:49pm
Hi Hannah. Chat-avenue.com is quite a good one and it's free. There's a girls chat room on there that I use. Might not be on over the wkend though. Will probably be Monday when I can get on there again. And I'm guessing your in the states? I'm in the UK so will have cot work the time differences etc.

Miss JJun 20 2014 5:57am
Miss J, tell me at what time you are on-line in your suggested web site?

HannahJun 23 2014 4:11am
Hi Hannah I can be on any time on Saturday between 9-5 UK time. Just let me know when is best for you

Miss JJun 25 2014 10:06am
Ok, 9 AM to 5 PM UK local time is fine with me. Girls chat, right?

HannahJun 25 2014 4:59pm
Yeah chat-avenue.com and then select the girls chat room. Shall we say 12?

Miss JJun 26 2014 7:10am
if anyone is on facebooklook me up..great stories my name is Jim Felix

AnonymousJun 27 2014 4:38pm
I'm in there now Hannah. You around?

Miss JJun 28 2014 5:06am
Yes. What is your username?

HannahJun 28 2014 6:25am
Miss J, I am there now. Are you coming?

HannahJun 29 2014 4:42am
Sorry just finished work. I'm in there now. And will be free for the next 2hrs or so

Miss JJun 29 2014 6:25am
Miss J..i look forward to more stories

JimJun 30 2014 5:34am
More will come when I get the time. Han I'm online now if your around

Miss JJun 30 2014 7:50am
Miss J someone has signed for me, I never wrote I do not like.other stories to tell?

MIJul 03 2014 6:38am
To Miss J and Hannah what u think about this poll this is only for sharing experiences and not for your chats Don't makes an interrupt

devilJul 03 2014 9:13am
Hannah & Miss J; the DEVIL got it right

AnonymousJul 03 2014 10:32am
By32ns Really informative article.Really looking forward to read more. Really Cool.

hhyOjyBlLMFzLsqUEtJul 03 2014 6:12pm
I also have the same opinion devil.

macJul 04 2014 5:02am
This is a story back when I was a boy of about 12. Me and a bunch of other boys were frolicking in the above ground pool of one of our buddies named Michael. One of the boys named John was inordinately big and strong for a 12 year old boy. He enjoyed being so strong and was easily lifting the other boys over his head and throwing them into the pool, all of them weighing well over 100 pounds each. John himself probably weighed in excess of 190 pounds and was as big and probably much stronger than an average full grown man. He could easily lift two sixty pound dumbells, one in each hand over his head several times as he would often do in the school gym showing off to the rest of us. As John was tossing the other boys into the pool, some protesting but unable to stop him, Michael's mother came out to reprimand him. She was a very pretty woman, but to say she was very thin and frail looking would be an understatement. Wearing a two piece bathing suit accentuated her narrow thin frame. Her wrists were very small and thin and were about the same size around as two of John's fingers. Her arms were the same circumference all the way up to her shoulders, making them appear like no more than two dangling ropes. Her neck was about the same size around as John's wrist and her waist not nearly as big as his bicep. As she approached the huge boy with a finger pointed at him, John looked at her amusingly and unintimidated. My guess is she had some sort of growth disorder or maybe she was anorexic. She weighed about sixty two pounds fully clothed. As the bony little figure approached the boy, John took a step towards her with his hands out as if to get her in his grasp. Pat was not expecting this from the boy and suddenly stopped when she realized she definitely was at an extreme size disadvantage. She simply could not believe he would get physical with the mother of one of the boys. She stood her ground nervously as the boy walked up to her, not quite sure what to expect. "You stop right there young man!" She snapped, trying to sound authoritative. John stopped and looked at the pathetic little figure. It was though he was a little hesitant to touch her knowing he would probably break her somehow. He carefully reached and completely encirled her arm between her elbow and shoulder with his fingers overlapping. It felt like a tiny little twig with skin on it. Michael's mother screamed as he effortlessly pulled her towards him. Pat felt as though her arm were in a vice, knowing he could effortlessly snap it and break it without even realizing. John seemed suprized how very weak she was in comparison to him and he appeared to be enjoying himself hugely. Having so much physical control over an adult like this appeared to be intoxicating to the boy and he wasn't about to let this end so soon. As the tiny frail woman tried futilely to free herself from the boy's iron like grip, John reached with his other hand behind her bony knees and changed the position of his other hand behing the small of her back and effortlessly lifted her up into a cradle position, obviously suprized at how extrememly weightless she felt to him. Pat was mortified unable to process what was happening. She was being handled like a little rag doll by this oversized young boy. As she screamed for him to put her down, he lifted her over his head over and over again. Then, he carefully rolled her over in mid air with his hand on her stomach and pressed her over his head with one arm about five times as she continued to scream in protest. Then he set her down gently and she tried to regain her composure thinking it was finally over. She was very wrong. With his huge hands, he completely encirlced her narrow waist again with his fingers overlapping and again lifted her up and over his head and just held her there. As the other boys looked on, some seemed to enjoy the spectacle, while others looked bewildered, not used to seeing a child have so much control over an adult. Michael had since climbed out of the pool and ran over to them trying to stop the boy. "Put my mother down!" John simply held the boy at arm's reach with his other hand as he held his pal's mother over his head with one arm. John lowered his arm and Pat, now exhausted was as limp as a dishrag. He again held her in a cradle position and held her out in front of him with his arms extended, her knees together in the palm of his one hand, and the small of her back in the palm of the other. He continued to marvel at how weightless she felt. Bringing her in close and still cradling her, Pat was obviously powerless to stop the boy. It appeared she was just waiting for him to stop this nonsense before he accidentally hurt her. She realized he could without realizing, effortlessly crush her with a mere gesture. He began to walk around holding her gently still in a cradle position.

AnonymousJul 04 2014 9:57am
Just to finish the story, he walked her over to a lounge chair and set her in it, probably realizing she was too tired to stand. It looked like he was starting to feel a little bad. Pat just laid there no doubt hoping it was over and it finally was.

AnonymousJul 04 2014 10:25am
Once in school in 5th grade we had a substitute teacher who was real small and skinny. One of the boys picked her up and carried her across the front of the class as she screamed for him to put her down. He got in big trouble for that.

AnonymousJul 04 2014 2:23pm
Amazing !!

MIJul 07 2014 2:30am
what said the mother at the end?

MIJul 07 2014 2:31am
I seem to recall her saying something like: "John, you can't just go around picking people up whenever you feel like it. Even though ou're very big and you're very strong, you are still just a little boy and I'm an adult. You need to learn how to treat an adult."

AnonymousJul 07 2014 3:50am
was embarrassed? has recognized the strength of the boy. the john has raised yet?

MIJul 07 2014 6:35am
John was embarrassed and whenever any of the other boys asked how easy it was to lift her he would get mad and make them stop. I think he wished he didn't do it. He felt bad.

AnonymousJul 07 2014 2:57pm
He did apologize to her and apparently she was okay with it after that as long as he would never do anything like that again.

AnonymousJul 07 2014 2:58pm
Come to think of it, just before he carried her over to the lounge chair, he did try to set her back down on her feet but her knees kept buckling and she couldn't stand and it scared him. That's when he gently lifted her up and carried her over and set her in the lounge chair. He must have squeezed the wind out of her or something. The kid didn't know his own strength. That combined with how frail she was, I think he did hurt her a little, but he stopped before hurting her worse fortunately. He didn't mean to hurt her, he thought he was being gentle. He really was a good kid, just much too strong for his age. I remember once he got a hold of me just playing around and it felt like he could just crush me and I was a sturdy kid, not small. I was pretty strong for a 12 year old boy also, but not nearly as strong as him. The school wouldn't let him on the football team for that reason.

AnonymousJul 07 2014 3:34pm
have you another story to write?

MIJul 14 2014 1:59am
Something similar happened to a girl I used to work with named Cathy. She would babysit her nephew who was 12 years younger. She would babysit him since he was 2. She was also very pretty but much too thin. When the kid, his name was Dennis, turned 10 he got bigger he would be too much for her to handle and he would pick her up and carry her around against her will despite her screaming for him to put her down. He outweighed her by about 40 pounds. She was 5' 3" tall and weighed 73 pounds. She had a pretty face but she looked like a stick figure. There's a lot of crazy details to the story as she related it to me, I just don't have time to write about it all now.

AnonymousJul 14 2014 6:04pm
cYjvcM Really informative post.Really looking forward to read more. Want more.

NAjRuVqLqOYjKwMUBJul 17 2014 1:57am
I'm curious I hope you find time to write details

AnonymousJul 17 2014 6:39am
I didn't realize that there is such a demand for this kind of thing. To continue the story, Cathy was babysitting and housesitting for her nephew Dennis while his parents, Cathy's sister and her husband were away for the weekend. Their house was in the rurals so the nearest neighbor was nearly a quarter mile away. On this particular weekend, Cathy was 22 and Dennis had just turned 10. He was big and husky and was a bit of a roughneck and quite strong for his age. His dad had an 80 pound bag of quikcrete cement mix in the garage and the kid would go out and lift it over his head just to see if he could do it. He could lift it fairly easily. Cathy realated the story to me one day at work during a coffee break. It was Friday and her sister and her husband had just left for a weekend away, giving their son stern admonition to obey his aunt. Cathy was reassured by this as she looked at her nephew who was just slightly taller than her but nearly twice as wide. So here they were alone in this house as the parents left. Cathy went down the basement to watch TV which was next to a room where there was some exercise equipment, weightbench, weights, etc. Dennis came down after a while and went into the exercise room and began lifting an 85 pound set of barbells over his head. As she watched TV, she was lying sideways on the couch, not giving much thought to what her nephew was doing. As the kid lifted the weight over his head he called to his aunt to watch him. "This weighs more than you Aunt Cathy. Watch how easy I can lift it." As she turned and saw the kid lift the weight, she thought he was kidding about it weighing more than her. She pretty much ignored him and kept watching TV. Dennis set the weights down and walked into the room where she was and stood there looking at her. "Watch how easy I can pick you up." As the kid slid his hands under her knees and back, she gasped as he effortlessly lifted her up off the couch and carried her around the basement. She said it was very unnerving to be lifted so easily by a child and she did not like it one bit. As she struggled and demanded to be put down, the boy laughed and easily overpowered her and just kept carrying her around. After a couple of minutes he set her on her feet and she instinctively turned and pushed him in the chest and told him he'd better mind her and never do that again or he would be in big trouble. "Oh yeah, with who?" He said tauntingly. "Who do you think?" She stood there with her hands on her hips figuring she could handle the kid if she had to. Dennis now realized she was weaker than he thought and he decided he was going to have some fun. Looking at the little stick figure that was his aunt, he took a step towards her and she took a step towards him thinking now that she was ready, she could probably take him down and make him mind. She grabbed him by his arm. She said it felt like trying to move a tree. She couldn't budge him. The kid put his hands under her armpits and lifted her up into the air like she was a little girl. Cathy screamed as Dennis carried her around the basement holding her out in front of him at arms length, her legs dangling in mid air. She now realized she was helpless to control the boy. It dawned on her then that this was not a good situation given the fact that she would be alone with this kid for the next two days. Dennis set her down and giggled as she cowered and backed away warning him to keep his distance or else. "Or else what? What are you going to do about it?" Indeed what could she do? She was pretty much at his mercy. The kid seemed to be developing somewhat of a King Kong complex with her. As she continued to back away, she could no longer hide her fear and Dennis noticed this and was playing it to the hilt. This was the same woman who a few years ago would wrestle him into the bed when he didn't want to go. Now the tables were indeed turned. Dennis looked at his aunt. She was clad in a white short sleeve shirt, bluejean shorts and sandals. Her arms looked like pencils. Her biceps (or where she should have biceps, they were undetectible) were the same size around as an empty paper towel roll. Her legs were so very thin also. She raised her arm and pointed a finger at the boy but before she could say anything he grabbed her skinny little wrist in his fist and just held it there. She tried to pull away. He grabbed her other wrist and put them both together and wrapped his fingers easily aroung both of them at the same time in front of her. He raised his hand and with minimal effort lifted her off the ground with his one hand as she screamed. He couldn't hold her up very long this way. Setting her back down, Cathy tried to talk some sense into the boy at this point. This was her only recourse. "Dennis!" Before she could say anything, he again scooped her up into a cradle position, giggling and obviously enjoying himself. Cathy was not enjoying this one bit. As she later related the story to me, she was terrifed the kid might accidentally hurt her wihout realizing. She decided not to struggle, but began to formulate a strategy that would make the kid mind. As the boy held her, she let her body suddenly go limp, and she let her head drop back with her eyes shut and her mouth agape. Dennis was unprepared for this. She tried not to laugh as she heard him gasp and felt him freeze in place. She continued the ruse as he held her. She sensed herself being carried over to the couch again, and still trying not to laugh, she felt her nephew gently put her down on the couch. The ruse seemed to be working. She wasn't sure how to proceed yet. She decided to just lie there and wait to see what her nephew would do. If he thought he had hurt her in any way, she knew he would never forgive himself. She was about to pretend too come to when she felt him straighten out her arms and legs. He was being so gentle. It tickled her both literally and emotionally. She pretended to come to. Slowly opening her eyes, she said, "What happened?" "Aunt Cathy, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. Did I hurt you?" She continued the scheme and sat up and felt her arms and legs. "No. But you mustn't pick me up like that. Do you understand?" The boy nodded. He was starting to get tears in his eyes as he knelt there beside the couch. From that point on there was no problems with the boy. He was ready to mind her and the ruse worked like a charm. The next two days went better than expected and Dennis now took delight in being an extremely mindful kid to babysit for. A couple of times he snuck up behind her and playfully hugged her and lifted her off the ground. She just waited for him to finish. She said it felt like he could just crush her with one little squeeze, but she knew he was being gentle and she was no longer afraid of the boy. When his parents finally came home two days later, Cathy's sister asked her, "So how was he? Was he a good boy? Did he mind you like we told him to?" "Of course he did. He knows who's in charge. Don't you Dennis?" The boy nodded hoping she wouldn't tell the whole story. There was no reason to. He learned his lesson. All's well that ends well.

AnonymousJul 17 2014 5:06pm
mHfGav Thank you ever so for you article.Thanks Again. Really Great.

lNMNzOSUqDgrUJul 18 2014 1:19pm
He grew quite a bit more the next year and there was another episode.

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gabiAug 03 2014 5:19am
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NnWPOOjrllTMAOVMAug 05 2014 3:45am
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prdMsPrwGQKHyCSNAug 05 2014 7:22pm
MEB: I am waiting for your june 17 story about nicole & jack stating you had quite few more stories to go. That was 2 months ago. What happened?????? thanks

AnonymousAug 18 2014 1:58pm
Holidays, and also I've been quite busy, I'll post one in th enext day or so, although I could also say the same things about other posters who were going to put stories up. It seems to have dried up.

MEBAug 19 2014 3:32am
Also been busy during the holidays. I'll write again soon

Miss JAug 20 2014 7:24am
Here's another story that I said I'd post. So it was back to my turn, and I picked Jack. Then my heart started pounding. This was a very, very weird feeling for me. I mean, I knew there was almost no chance that I would be able to keep him from picking me up, and it was going to be in front of all these boys, like every kid on our street. I got so nervous. So he got down on his all fours, and I started out on top this time, which I liked better. I mean, if Jack started out by getting to grab me around my waist, I think he would have just stood right up, and I’d be off the ground in 1 second. I was very happy to be on top! So someone said “go,” and I could barely hold onto him. He spun right around into me. He always catches me by surprise at the beginning. He’s just so fast and strong and aggressive, and it takes me some time to get going! Plus, he always knows what to do because he's a wrestler. Never fair! He spun around hard, getting all the way around to grab my legs. There’s just no way for me to keep him down if he's between me and the ground. My 108 lbs. just isn’t enough. If he wants to get up, I’m going up with him, and I knew he was about to get up. It’s just such a helpless feeling. He had me pulled into his shoulder and he's just too strong for me to get away. And as soon as I felt him start lifting, my feet left the ground. It’s just so weird with him. I just seem to leave the ground so fast. It’s like he always has these perfect grips on me, so right when he starts lifting, I’m up. And I heard those kids yell. They liked seeing this. They loved that their friend could do this to me. I don’t think many of them, if any, ever saw an adult get picked up by one of their friends before. And again, I don’t want to be conceited, but I know I’m not the worst person in the world to see get picked up. Those boys probably reacted twice as crazy as I thought they would. But that made me kind of more embarrassed for some reason. That was definitely the feeling I felt the most when he picked me up over his shoulder. I felt more embarrassed than I expected to. And being that I was embarrassed, I REALLY felt how long he held me up like that. Every second seemed like 10. I really kind of wanted to get down, and I don’t feel that way very often. There’s just something about getting picked up in front of other people for me - I get embarrassed and I want to get down. BUT I had committed to this! It wasn’t like I wasn’t expecting him to not pick me up. so, I started to calm myself down a little, and I enjoyed feeling light for a couple of seconds - and then he tossed me up and caught me by my lower stomach, almost at my hips, well that certainly changed what I was thinking. Jack tossed me up and caught me in his hands. This was one of those times when I had such a crazy flood of feelings that I still can’t sort it out. It feels like a house hits me! I went from still feeling embarrassed, but feeling nice and light to -- whatever that house was. I knew right away that he was going to try to lift me over his head. Because this is exactly how he tried to do it when were had that match where I tried 100%. But now I also knew that he COULD lift me over his head because he did it when I let him try a couple of weeks ago. I just did not consider this when I sat in the circle. I don’t know why. It just didn’t cross my mind that Jack might try to press me like this in front of his friends. I think the flood of emotions at that time could probably be described as a panic. I have to be honest, as much as I love to get picked up, as much as I love the feelings it gives me, I did not want him to press me in front of his friends. He started lifting, and I felt my body start rising, and I almost thought of spinning out of his grip, even if it made me crash to the ground. But I didn’t. I wanted my body to stop going up though, and it was just the most humbling, humiliating thing I’ve felt in a long time to keep going up. God, there's just nothing I can do to stop rising. I weigh 108 lbs. and he can press that weight, and I’m on his hands. I couldn’t stop rising. And I felt my heart sink lower and lower the higher I went up. And then I stopped going up. I looked at these arms and they were straight. Straight up with me on top of them. Oh my God, this kid, he pressed me right in front of all his friends. I don’t even know what I was feeling. I have so many butterflies right now that I feel nauseous. He really got me good on that one. Greg says Jack held me up like that for 10 seconds? Oh my god, that can’t be right. It felt so much longer. And he took 2 or 3 steps with me; I don’t think Greg mentioned that. It is SO weird to get carried like that. Greg says the kids went crazy. Here’s something funny - I didn’t even notice them. I’m not even sure I heard them. I was so traumatized that I didn’t know what was going on around me! All I knew was that I got pressed in front of these kids, and I didn’t like it. At that very moment, I wished he hadn’t done that. Right now? I don’t know, I’m starting to feel a little differently. I’m starting to grasp again how impressive that is that he can do that to me. I’m starting to sort out what I was feeling, and I do love feeling things. Well - Jack gave me some things. So I’m starting to like it a little more. Just crazy. So he lowered me down and laid me over his shoulder. I have to admit, I love being handled that way. Whenever I go from over someone's head to over their shoulder, just really fun. And then he swooped my legs over across him and pulled me from his shoulder, dropping me into a cradle -- AGAIN. Greg is right; this was exactly what he did to me in his lesson. He must like doing that to me. I have to admit again - its fun. A really cool way to be handled. And at that point, anything was better than what I felt when I was over his head. I actually felt some relief to only be in a cradle! He carried me a couple steps again like that, looking for a good place to put me down, then he dropped down onto his knees. Oh my god - VERY cool that Greg noticed this like he did in his story. whenever I get the feeling of being “caught”, it’s awesome. If someone throws me up and catches me, or lets me drop and catches me, I get a really nice feeling of how strong the person is, and I love that. When Jack dropped to his knees, I of course dropped with him, because I was being held up by him in a cradle. Then when his knees hit the ground, I felt his arms “catch” me, stopping me from dropping all the way to the ground. I really love that, it feels so nice. Very good Greg honey! Then Jack bent over and laid me on the grass. I mean, what could I do? I felt like a beaten woman. I just laid there like I was dead and I had so many feelings rushing through me in those couple of minutes that I just felt drained. But Jack, being the sweet boy his is, didn’t get rough and pin me. He sort of let me recover a little, and he let me push him a bit, which always makes me feel better! He’s a nice kid. Just a strong one. So I went back to my spot in the circle. They voted 7-0 for Jack. Jerks! So getting lifted over someone's head means I lost? What a rip off! So two more kids picked their match and skipped me. THANK GOD. I was sitting there, but I couldn’t breathe. I was really shaken up. I was SOOO happy they didn’t pick me, because I don’t think I could have done it. But then the third kid picks me. Very interesting. And this kid was probably the most athletic besides Jack, but this was a very interesting wrestle, I liked it. Right when we started, I could tell this kid was pretty strong. Definitely stronger than the first kid, but of course not quite as strong as Jack. But I could tell he was strong. And I liked how he started wrestling. It was very interesting. It’s like, I could tell he was strong, but he wasn’t trying to manhandle me. But he was definitely trying to handle me. I could feel him grab my waist, grab my thigh, I could tell he liked touching me a little, but he was doing it in a wrestling way - and with some purpose. I could sort of tell he was trying to get me into a good grip. I knew way before he picked me up that he was probably going to try to pick me up. Then he rolled me up onto his knees with an arm around my waist and his other arm around my legs. He had me in a good tight grip. When he pulled me up onto his legs - he was basically on his knees in the grass with his butt on his heels - I kind of felt lifted a little bit, but not really. But I was definitely in his arms. Then he straightened himself up, lifting his butt off his knees and straightening up on his knees, and he took me right up with him. I was just like -- WOW! I don’t know, it was really cool. He worked so hard to get a chance to pick me up, and here I was, in his arms off the ground. He earned that, and he did it pretty well! I heard the other boys all start to yell and cheer again, and I forgot to enjoy that part of it when Jack picked me up, so I thought it was fun to hear them all react how they did. I just really, really liked it. I was VERY impressed! So he put me down, and I jumped back up to my feet. And I have to say, again, that Greg might know me too well. He is totally right about what I was thinking when I stood back up. I felt giddy. I’m kind of embarrassed to say, but I kind of wanted him to pick me up again. I don’t know why, I just really liked how he did that to me the first time. And I wanted to feel something like that again. Sometimes things just go right, and this kid did it right. I liked it. So, he came at me, and Greg - I HATE that he knew this!!! - I totally let him grab me how he wanted to, and I was secretly hoping that the way would be a way to pick me up again, and it was. He put his shoulder into my hips, and I lay right over his back. I pretty much just let him pick me up, I even cooperated a little. And again - I was totally impressed; he picked me right up, very strong. And he had me nicely, again, as Greg said. It’s very comfortable when the top of my thighs are on the person's shoulder. What did Greg say? It was a “perfect” over-the-shoulder lift? It felt like it. And I did flutter my feet after I was all the way up, I know. I do that when get butterflies, and boy did I get them! So, he carried me around a little, which was totally neat, and then he put me down like Greg said. That was a strange way to be put down, really. I thought he was going to put me back onto my feet when he bent over, but then he kept my legs pulled into his stomach, and I couldn’t put my feet down! I had a little minor panic before I realized what he was doing, that he was going to lay me down on the grass, so I just sort of held onto him until I felt my ass touch the ground. He put me down gently enough; it just wasn’t how I expected. But my gosh, I didn’t expect to enjoy getting picked up like that by another kid in the circle. He definitely did well, and I was totally glad I kept wrestling after Jack, because Jack gave me CRAZY feelings, and then this last kid was really fun, so it ended nice. And that was it. Another item checked off my summer list!

MEBAug 25 2014 1:27am
Wow, I have to find this girl lol love her stories!! Haha

RyanAug 25 2014 3:29am
Me too I have been very busy during the holidays I'll post some more stories in the near future

HannahAug 26 2014 9:40am
MEB nice story about jack & nicole. Keep um comming.

sam tonyAug 27 2014 1:27pm
Thanks for all the comments, I'll post another one in the next few days

MEBAug 28 2014 8:38am
Hannah can't wait to hear more of yours too

RyanAug 30 2014 9:08am
Ok so this is quite possibly the most embarrassing experience that I have had and it only happened over the summer. I was at a party with my work colleagues (all fitness professionals). We were having a costume party to raise money for charity and I was dressed in a Wonder Woman costume. We had various activities throughout the day and as I finished my last activity and thanked everyone for coming down there was a rather large boy hanging around in the back ground. I knew him and his mother as they had been members of the club for years. He's 14 and already almost 6ft and also a bit on the chubby side. I'm only 5ft and 108lbs. Anyway he came up to me as I was tidying up a few things spun me around to face him put his hands on my ass and easily picked me up so my boobs were level with his face. My response was one of shock and surprise as I haven't really had that experience in front of my work colleagues before. I tried to laugh it off and told him to put me down. He just laughed and started to bounce me up and down like a rag doll shouting "look I've captured Wonder Woman!" I was so embarrassed being manhandled like this i wrapped my legs around him in an attempt to hopefully keep my boobs inside my costume. Because I did this he lifted me higher so my boobs were above his head now. He had a really good grope of my bare legs and ass too. Eventually his mum saw what he was doing and ordered him to put me down which he did. I don't know how long he had me up but it felt like 10 minutes!!.....Anyway that's my latest encounter hope to more from others too

Miss JSep 02 2014 12:05pm
Look what I found: https://uk.answers.yahoo.com/question/index?qid=20140907073827AAgBNXX#

JamesSep 07 2014 7:52am
JAMES, the only thing you found was junk.

AnonymousSep 07 2014 10:14am
Hannah? MEB? Gone a bit quiet in here lol

Miss JSep 14 2014 11:51am
Hi Miss J. I'm still here. I have another story to post which I'll do in the next couple of days.

MEBSep 18 2014 12:42am
Hey Meb, Mi, and Miss J. I have another story of my kid’s friend, our neighbor, Tim. This story happened when Tim was 12 (nearly 13), and as previously said he was 6’2 and 202 lbs. Truly massive compared to my petite 5’0 and 102 lbs. This story was very unique, as it was the first time, my son eve witnessed Tim lifting me up. As a child, he would never expect his mother to be lifted by another kid, it’s probably strange, but the day eventually came. In the end I asked him, if he felt bad when I was lifted, and he simply said that he thought it was funny and didn’t mind. So here is the story: The kids, had been talking about how strong each of them was, they were discussing pretty intensely, to say the least. I heard them, so I went to check if everything was alright. My kid was sitting on the couch, Tim was standing, so when I came in the door, in pilates attire, Tim was behind me. I suddenly hear Tim say, “Then watch this, watch how strong I am!” I suddenly feel Tim’s massive hands around my waist, and I am hoisted up, way up. He held me there, then walked up to my son and giggled. He then said that he wouldn’t put me down until my son acknowledged his strength. In the meanwhile, I was blushing intensely as I was exposed to my son like this. I had butterflies in my stomach and I was getting the same old intimate feelings, of feeling petite and very feminine. My son finally acknowledged this, and Tim decided not to put me down. He put in a cradle in such an effortless manner! He can be so manly, even though he doesn’t even realize it! I was just feeling so small in his arms. He eventually put me down, and I left the room so they could play. My son now knew how strong his friend was.

HannahSep 19 2014 10:50am
I'm anxious to hear from you guys Miss J, MEB, Mi, and any other person wanting to contribute with their experiences!

HannahSep 19 2014 10:52am
Hi Hannah and Miss J. Great stories from both of you. Like you I would like to hear stories from other people as well. Here's another one about Nicole. Hope you Like it. So it was back to my turn, and I picked Jack. Then my heart started pounding. This was a very, very weird feeling for me. I mean, I knew there was almost no chance that I would be able to keep him from picking me up, and it was going to be in front of all these boys, like every kid on our street. I got so nervous. So he got down on his all fours, and I started out on top this time, which I liked better. I mean, if Jack started out by getting to grab me around my waist, I think he would have just stood right up, and I’d be off the ground in 1 second. I was very happy to be on top! So someone said “go,” and I could barely hold onto him. He spun right around into me. He always catches me by surprise at the beginning. He’s just so fast and strong and aggressive, and it takes me some time to get going! Plus, he always knows what to do because he's a wrestler. Never fair! He spun around hard, getting all the way around to grab my legs. There’s just no way for me to keep him down if he's between me and the ground. My 108 lbs. just isn’t enough. If he wants to get up, I’m going up with him, and I knew he was about to get up. It’s just such a helpless feeling. He had me pulled into his shoulder and he's just too strong for me to get away. And as soon as I felt him start lifting, my feet left the ground. It’s just so weird with him. I just seem to leave the ground so fast. It’s like he always has these perfect grips on me, so right when he starts lifting, I’m up. And I heard those kids yell. They liked seeing this. They loved that their friend could do this to me. I don’t think many of them, if any, ever saw an adult get picked up by one of their friends before. And again, I don’t want to be conceited, but I know I’m not the worst person in the world to see get picked up. Those boys probably reacted twice as crazy as I thought they would. But that made me kind of more embarrassed for some reason. That was definitely the feeling I felt the most when he picked me up over his shoulder. I felt more embarrassed than I expected to. And being that I was embarrassed, I REALLY felt how long he held me up like that. Every second seemed like 10. I really kind of wanted to get down, and I don’t feel that way very often. There’s just something about getting picked up in front of other people for me - I get embarrassed and I want to get down. BUT I had committed to this! It wasn’t like I wasn’t expecting him to not pick me up. so, I started to calm myself down a little, and I enjoyed feeling light for a couple of seconds - and then he tossed me up and caught me by my lower stomach, almost at my hips, well that certainly changed what I was thinking. Jack tossed me up and caught me in his hands. This was one of those times when I had such a crazy flood of feelings that I still can’t sort it out. It feels like a house hits me! I went from still feeling embarrassed, but feeling nice and light to -- whatever that house was. I knew right away that he was going to try to lift me over his head. Because this is exactly how he tried to do it when were had that match where I tried 100%. But now I also knew that he COULD lift me over his head because he did it when I let him try a couple of weeks ago. I just did not consider this when I sat in the circle. I don’t know why. It just didn’t cross my mind that Jack might try to press me like this in front of his friends. I think the flood of emotions at that time could probably be described as a panic. I have to be honest, as much as I love to get picked up, as much as I love the feelings it gives me, I did not want him to press me in front of his friends. He started lifting, and I felt my body start rising, and I almost thought of spinning out of his grip, even if it made me crash to the ground. But I didn’t. I wanted my body to stop going up though, and it was just the most humbling, humiliating thing I’ve felt in a long time to keep going up. God, there's just nothing I can do to stop rising. I weigh 108 lbs. and he can press that weight, and I’m on his hands. I couldn’t stop rising. And I felt my heart sink lower and lower the higher I went up. And then I stopped going up. I looked at these arms and they were straight. Straight up with me on top of them. Oh my God, this kid, he pressed me right in front of all his friends. I don’t even know what I was feeling. I have so many butterflies right now that I feel nauseous. He really got me good on that one. Greg says Jack held me up like that for 10 seconds? Oh my god, that can’t be right. It felt so much longer. And he took 2 or 3 steps with me; I don’t think Greg mentioned that. It is SO weird to get carried like that. Greg says the kids went crazy. Here’s something funny - I didn’t even notice them. I’m not even sure I heard them. I was so traumatized that I didn’t know what was going on around me! All I knew was that I got pressed in front of these kids, and I didn’t like it. At that very moment, I wished he hadn’t done that. Right now? I don’t know, I’m starting to feel a little differently. I’m starting to grasp again how impressive that is that he can do that to me. I’m starting to sort out what I was feeling, and I do love feeling things. Well - Jack gave me some things. So I’m starting to like it a little more. Just crazy. So he lowered me down and laid me over his shoulder. I have to admit, I love being handled that way. Whenever I go from over someone's head to over their shoulder, just really fun. And then he swooped my legs over across him and pulled me from his shoulder, dropping me into a cradle -- AGAIN. Greg is right; this was exactly what he did to me in his lesson. He must like doing that to me. I have to admit again - its fun. A really cool way to be handled. And at that point, anything was better than what I felt when I was over his head. I actually felt some relief to only be in a cradle! He carried me a couple steps again like that, looking for a good place to put me down, then he dropped down onto his knees. Oh my god - VERY cool that Greg noticed this like he did in his story. whenever I get the feeling of being “caught”, it’s awesome. If someone throws me up and catches me, or lets me drop and catches me, I get a really nice feeling of how strong the person is, and I love that. When Jack dropped to his knees, I of course dropped with him, because I was being held up by him in a cradle. Then when his knees hit the ground, I felt his arms “catch” me, stopping me from dropping all the way to the ground. I really love that, it feels so nice. Very good Greg honey! Then Jack bent over and laid me on the grass. I mean, what could I do? I felt like a beaten woman. I just laid there like I was dead and I had so many feelings rushing through me in those couple of minutes that I just felt drained. But Jack, being the sweet boy his is, didn’t get rough and pin me. He sort of let me recover a little, and he let me push him a bit, which always makes me feel better! He’s a nice kid. Just a strong one. So I went back to my spot in the circle. They voted 7-0 for Jack. Jerks! So getting lifted over someone's head means I lost? What a rip off! So two more kids picked their match and skipped me. THANK GOD. I was sitting there, but I couldn’t breathe. I was really shaken up. I was SOOO happy they didn’t pick me, because I don’t think I could have done it. But then the third kid picks me. Very interesting. And this kid was probably the most athletic besides Jack, but this was a very interesting wrestle, I liked it. Right when we started, I could tell this kid was pretty strong. Definitely stronger than the first kid, but of course not quite as strong as Jack. But I could tell he was strong. And I liked how he started wrestling. It was very interesting. It’s like, I could tell he was strong, but he wasn’t trying to manhandle me. But he was definitely trying to handle me. I could feel him grab my waist, grab my thigh, I could tell he liked touching me a little, but he was doing it in a wrestling way - and with some purpose. I could sort of tell he was trying to get me into a good grip. I knew way before he picked me up that he was probably going to try to pick me up. Then he rolled me up onto his knees with an arm around my waist and his other arm around my legs. He had me in a good tight grip. When he pulled me up onto his legs - he was basically on his knees in the grass with his butt on his heels - I kind of felt lifted a little bit, but not really. But I was definitely in his arms. Then he straightened himself up, lifting his butt off his knees and straightening up on his knees, and he took me right up with him. I was just like -- WOW! I don’t know, it was really cool. He worked so hard to get a chance to pick me up, and here I was, in his arms off the ground. He earned that, and he did it pretty well! I heard the other boys all start to yell and cheer again, and I forgot to enjoy that part of it when Jack picked me up, so I thought it was fun to hear them all react how they did. I just really, really liked it. I was VERY impressed! So he put me down, and I jumped back up to my feet. And I have to say, again, that Greg might know me too well. He is totally right about what I was thinking when I stood back up. I felt giddy. I’m kind of embarrassed to say, but I kind of wanted him to pick me up again. I don’t know why, I just really liked how he did that to me the first time. And I wanted to feel something like that again. Sometimes things just go right, and this kid did it right. I liked it. So, he came at me, and Greg - I HATE that he knew this!!! - I totally let him grab me how he wanted to, and I was secretly hoping that the way would be a way to pick me up again, and it was. He put his shoulder into my hips, and I lay right over his back. I pretty much just let him pick me up, I even cooperated a little. And again - I was totally impressed; he picked me right up, very strong. And he had me nicely, again, as Greg said. It’s very comfortable when the top of my thighs are on the person's shoulder. What did Greg say? It was a “perfect” over-the-shoulder lift? It felt like it. And I did flutter my feet after I was all the way up, I know. I do that when get butterflies, and boy did I get them! So, he carried me around a little, which was totally neat, and then he put me down like Greg said. That was a strange way to be put down, really. I thought he was going to put me back onto my feet when he bent over, but then he kept my legs pulled into his stomach, and I couldn’t put my feet down! I had a little minor panic before I realized what he was doing, that he was going to lay me down on the grass, so I just sort of held onto him until I felt my ass touch the ground. He put me down gently enough; it just wasn’t how I expected. But my gosh, I didn’t expect to enjoy getting picked up like that by another kid in the circle. He definitely did well, and I was totally glad I kept wrestling after Jack, because Jack gave me CRAZY feelings, and then this last kid was really fun, so it ended nice. And that was it. Another item checked off my summer list!

MEBSep 21 2014 2:30am
MEB: you had posted that same story on Aug.25, 2014. Very good story but a repeat not so good. where the new stuff?

big JOESep 21 2014 9:15am
Sorry, I've posted a few and I've lost track, he's the one I should have posted. At the beginning, Greg was kind of right, me and Victoria were in our ready positions (why is that cute?), and I kind of pictured me and Victoria both wrestling him at the same time. He would come at both of us, and we would smash him. But then he just came at ME, and he grabbed me. I don’t know why I wasn’t expecting that, but I wasn’t. And he picked me up so fast I totally lost my breath. And I was embarrassed. But I was mostly embarrassed at myself, not at what anyone else thought. I was just so confident when we started, and then I got picked up like that right at the beginning. I mean, we didn’t ever start 5 seconds ago. Maybe I was just mad at myself, not embarrassed. I felt like I really messed up, like I might cause us to lose by getting picked up like that, as Jack is almost like a man now with his strength. When he has me over his shoulder like that, I CANNOT get down. even if he doesn’t have me quite right, he just tosses me farther over him until my thighs are on his shoulder, and then I’m just stuck, I cannot get down. I was SOOOO happy when Victoria pushed him over sideways onto the couch. We all came crashing down, but I felt like I had a new chance. I was REALLY mad at myself, that brat. So we pulled Jack off the couch and we were all on the ground. He did have a good grip on me, and I was surprised at how well he could keep me in control with one arm while Victoria was taking up his other arm. I really had trouble moving. But Greg says I’m “grippable” and I guess that's right. I know I’m not very far around at my waist, and with Jack's arm around me there, it’s just a hard grip for me to get out of. But then I did slip out of it a bit, and I got up to my feet, and so did Victoria. I seriously thought we were both going to just lean down on him and smash him right there and win. I thought this match was going to be over in 10 more seconds. But then I felt him start to lift me by my legs - and Victoria was right next to me. I felt myself get light on my feet, and I thought to myself, “NO WAY.” I DID NOT want to leave the ground, and I couldn’t believe I was getting lighter on my feet at he lifted - because Victoria was right next to me. And I got TOTALLY embarrassed at that point. For some reason, I felt like he was only going to pick me up, and Victoria would stay on the ground. And I didn’t want to start feeling like I was the weak partner by getting picked up again. I went up to my tippy toes, and I just couldn’t stay down. My toes left the floor, and my heart just sunk. But I thought it was only me. I didn’t know he was doing the same thing to Victoria. That is just incredible to me, totally, totally incredible. I tried to pretend like I wasn’t off the ground, I didn’t want to shriek or kick or anything - I didn’t want Victoria to know I was up! But then I heard her shriek and act panicky. Then I realized he had both of us off the floor. And in a weird way, I felt SOOOOO much better!! It wasn’t just me, like I was thinking, “See Victoria?! It’s not just me, he's really strong!!” and again, I also felt this strange bonding with Victoria. It is really on oddly intense feeling to get lifted with another girl, especially my Victoria. So, we both started kicking and screaming and smacking him on his back and shoulders. I saw Victoria fall over his shoulder, and I kind of thought we were going to lose. I thought Jack tossed her over his shoulder, but now I know because Greg wrote that, that Victoria dove over his shoulder to try to knock him off balance. And it worked. He kind of let me slide down to my feet before he fell over, then he fell over, but controlling Victoria so she didn’t get hurt, and we were saved! Good job, Victoria! So we all kind of pushed each other onto this flat couch, and I fell off to the side of Jack. And that little bugger, Goddammit! He got his arms under me, and I just lost my breath as he lifted me off the couch. I was mortified. I felt like my heart dropped into my feet. He picked me up SO easy. And Greg was right; I just couldn’t even fight back anymore. Why did he keep picking ME up? I felt SOOO light. I don’t know why I felt it so strongly, but I felt like nothing to him. I think maybe it was because I wanted to win so badly, so it was so disappointing for me to keep getting picked up like this. I didn’t feel like I became submissive like Greg said, but I think he's sort of on the right track. I just felt defeated, I think. Like I shouldn’t bother fighting back, because I just wasn’t big enough to stay on the ground against Jack, and for some reason, he was focussing on me, and I just couldn’t stop him. It’s a very strange feeling. I’m not sure I ever felt it with Jack. I mean, I was supposed to be fighting still, but I was just letting him hold me now. my heart was still in my toes, I felt SOOO light, and I almost felt like I just needed Victoria to figure out how we can win, because Jack was apparently going to just keep picking me up. Then for Victoria to save me like she did, I don’t even know what to say about this. It made me feel VERY weird, VERY, VERY weird. To not push Jack over again and instead to lift me out of his arms and into hers, I’m speechless. I don’t even know if I liked that or hated it. I think both. “Hate” is a strong word, so I should say that, but it really made me feel weird. Girls just aren’t supposed to do that - not to other girls, or for other girls. I don’t even know how she thought of that. I know she can lift and hold me in a cradle, so it wasn’t that I was shocked she could do that, but she did literally lift me up higher to get me out of Jack's grip, and that felt strange. I don’t know how I feel about this. It was one of the most confusing things I’ve ever physically felt. So, I guess it must have been really neat. I just need to think about it more. it was one of those moments where so many feelings, thoughts and emotions go through me that I can’t really sort it out for a while. I was just starting to feel very strange. Jack was focussing on me, and I kept getting picked up like I was the weaker partner, and then Victoria lifts me out of his arms like that, maybe that's what was making me feel weird - like, it kind of confirmed that I was the weaker partner, and my stronger partner just lifted me out of our enemy's arms, since I kind of feel like I’m even with Victoria - I even BEAT her in a wrestle. But now I was feeling like the weaker one, and I didn’t like it anymore! Victoria turned around and carried me away from Jack. This again made me feel weird. I was just getting overwhelmed, and now my Victoria was even carrying me. I didn’t know what to feel, but at least I knew we didn’t lose yet. She put me down, and we turned towards Jack again, and he came at us, and, THANK GOD, Jack grabbed Victoria. And then I saw what I must have looked like. He is SO strong. Once he got his arm around her legs, she was helpless. She really tried to break free, but she wasn’t even close - he just pulled her into him and lifted her right up. She went up fast, too. It would be neat to see this happen to any girl, but to see such a gorgeous person handled like that, it’s just very sexy. I loved seeing her get picked up like that - even though this was more trouble for our team! I was pretty sure I could save her, though, and now it was my turn to be the saviour. Now, this next part, it didn’t feel to me quite like Greg described it. Maybe because I was so focussed on saving Victoria, that I was less aware of my own feelings, but I felt like I just jumped on Jack, hoping to make him collapse back down. And yes, he did hold me in the air as I clung onto him, and Victoria was over his shoulder at the same time, but I don’t know, it just feels a little different if I jump up on him, it doesn’t feel as crazy as when he lifted us both before. I even kind of expected him to be able to hold me up like that for a couple of seconds. But Greg is right; I was probably a little stupid, because if he did get his arm around my waist, I don’t see how I would have gotten down. So, I was lucky that his arm got kind of pinned in between us. he did grab my left leg with his arm, and I could tell he was strong enough to keep me up off my feet if I let him hold me like that, so I could tell he wasn’t going to collapse, so it was very easy for me to just let go of him and let my other foot drop back to the ground and then push off my foot into him to push him off balance. So fine, he held us both in the air again, but the first time felt much neater. After that, it’s hard to tell if he just got tired or if he let us win. But it seemed easier to drag him off the couch, and then when we pounced on him, he didn’t fight back or try to lift us off him anymore. He tried to roll away a couple of times, but we had him smothered good! He was the cake, and we were the chocolate and vanilla icing! We finally both pushed down on his shoulders, and he let us at the end, and Greg got to “ten.” Victory!! Yay us!!

MEBSep 22 2014 3:44am
Nice stories MEB and Hannah. I'll be online for a while so will try and post another one if I get the chance.

Miss JSep 22 2014 8:52am
Saw this a while ago. I once needed some psychological advice regarding one of my kids. I asked a child psychologist who is also a very good friend of mine, if he could spare me 30-40 minutes. He answered that he was very busy at the time, but that he was going to give a lecture in a school to a group of 7th graders. It was a 40 minute drive each way, if I didn't mind accompanying him, we could talk on the way there and back. I am 5'10", and my friend was (and still is) a good 4-6 inches taller than me. One of the boys who attended stood eye to eye with my friend! I had never seen a 12-13 year old who was well over 6 feet before, but now I had. After the class was done, we saw the kids heading home. As we waited at a red light, i saw an amazing thing. A woman headed over to this giant kid (his mother or sister or somebody else,I have no way of knowing.) and he bent down, hugged her, and stood straight up, her feet flying off the ground! He swayed side to side, causing her hips and legs to swing back and forth. He must have held her for a good 30 seconds, when the light turned green. I last saw them out of the passenger window, him still holding her, and her feet still waving back and forth!

Sam M.Oct 05 2014 6:29am
i remember the particular because she was very very pretty and sexy. i was 14 and see the woman dressed in a mini skirt and high heels with a sexy body and very tall. she came out of the supermarket with a heavy bag and saw that she had a very hard to bring. i approach her and asked "i can i hel you?" she answered: " you are very kind but the bag is really heavy and it is hard for me, you can not you're smaller than me. thank you so much. this response bothered me and I respond with a firm tone " You do not know how strong I am if I want I can lift the bag and at the same time carry you. she starts to laugh and said "i want to see" sure I was joking and I could not do it. i answer "ok you'll see that you change your idea" i take the bag with left hand and immediatly I put my right arm under his ass and I lift her. she was shocked and with frightened voice said " ok, you are strong, this is impossible. put me down. i answer " since you doubt me I'll take you to the car because you're weak and you can not even lift the bag" Meanwhile, I was walking with the bag on one side and her on the other and she starts to relax and said: ok my baby strongman. my car is black them. this made ​​me mad!arrived at her car i put her down and greet her. she kisses me on the cheek and palpated my biceps.that you're just a young man can get up quietly with only one arm, you're stronger and more muscular than my husband. go on like this

MIOct 09 2014 3:38am
This is another episode with Cathy and her nephew Dennis. I had her height incorrect last time. She is actually not quite 5' 1". She lost a little more weight, now she's barely 70 pounds. She's very pretty but so very thin and frail looking. The following year she again house sat for her sister and brother in law. Dennis, now 11, had another growth spurt and his strength grew proportionately. He loved and respected his aunt and she knew he understood not to pick her up whenever he felt like it. It was Saturday evening and Cathy fell asleep on the downstairs couch in front of the TV. Dennis was again lifting weights nearby. Before she dozed off she watched as he easily lifted 85 pounds over his head several times. She now knew what her young nephew was lifting did indeed weigh much more than her, but she no longer feared he would just come and pick her up. As she began to come to, she laid there on the couch feeling weak and tired. She thought how nice it would be to be carried up to her room. She knew her nephew would have no problem doing that. “Hey kiddo, how about a lift upstairs?” She said to the young boy. Dennis walked over to the couch, a little surprised she would ask, but obviously happy to oblige. He slid his hands under her thin bony legs and his other hand under the small of her back. She felt herself lifted up so easily by the boy. The way he was lifting her she said, made her feel like a weightless rag doll. It was oddly comforting to her, feeling safe in the boy’s arms. She was so light to the boy, he didn’t even need to hold her close. His arms were slightly extended as he effortlessly carried her up one flight of stairs, then to the main floor, then up another flight of stairs to her room. Gently he set her on the bed. He took her skinny ankle in his big hand, completely curling his fingers around it like it was a little twig and removed her sandal. He did the same to the other foot. “Good night Aunt Cathy.” He said and left the room. “What a sweet boy,” she thought. And that was that.

AnonymousOct 23 2014 7:28am
Nice Story, thanks for posting. Does anyone have any more it's gone a bit quiet on this board lately?

MEBOct 26 2014 3:18am
MI , you are the best ,your story of Mom of your friend , the tall sexy woman it soo good , i read it a million of times

redOct 26 2014 7:38pm
i am back ,MI, i will write soon

redOct 26 2014 7:40pm
Has gone a bit quiet on this front for me I'm afraid. As I have been working away. Hannah can't wait to hear more of your stories though.

Miss JOct 31 2014 8:23am
Same here Miss J, lets try chatting again on chat avenue!

HannahNov 05 2014 9:48am
Add me on yahoo messenger if you like that will be easier.

Miss JNov 08 2014 5:58am
if anyone on here is onfacebook let me know.

jimNov 23 2014 10:16am
Hi red!! thanks, i like a lot lift older women!!! write some your story please

MINov 24 2014 3:49am
hi my name is strong lala......i have lifted my cousins many times.....one of my cousin was very heavy in childhood and i have lifted her many times........i have given her every lift......to talk contact me.... https://www.facebook.com/strong.lala.58

AnonymousNov 30 2014 6:25am
write here please

AnonymousDec 01 2014 2:40am
i lift my uncle many time in cardle

AnonymousDec 12 2014 3:01am
are you girl or boy ?

vDec 12 2014 2:10pm
there are any anime who have boy carrying older woman ?

vDec 12 2014 2:14pm
i'm boy and lift my aunt sorry

AnonymousDec 15 2014 8:32am
ok , you dont have any pik of boy carrying woman in your FB ?

vDec 16 2014 8:39am
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AnonymousDec 16 2014 8:54am
write what ?

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qCNDFrwGmHkxWoDEEDec 21 2014 12:42pm
Happy New Year to all, gone very quiet in here recently. Any new stories Hannah or MEB? I'll post again soon.....

Miss JJan 01 2015 4:54am
um...

ffJan 02 2015 12:16am
Happy New Year! I'll post some soon! Miss J, Mi, and MEB any stories?

HannahJan 06 2015 8:51am
Happy new year to you to Hannah and Miss J. There are still a couple of more stories to post. I'll try and do one in the next day or so. They're a bit disjointed as they were posted in bits over several days so I need to join them together.

MEBJan 07 2015 1:03am
Ok so here is one of my latest experiences. One of my friends has a pretty big son. He's 12 but about 5'5 already and his weight? Well not sure exactly but I'd say at least 13-14 stone? That's between 180-190lbs! As I've mentioned before I'm only 5ft and 110lbs. Anyway I was round at his mums over Christmas exchanging presents and such when he came in to the living room. Oh before I forget I was wearing yoga pants a vest top and a fleece like jumper, I was on my way to teach a HIIT class. (Sound familiar Hannah?) haha anyway, he was telling me about how he wants to come to the gym because he is getting really strong. I encouraged him to workout but in the gym I work for you can't use resistance machine weights until your 14 and free weights until your 16. Think that's pretty standard in most gyms across the UK. Anyway he just replied " it's ok I'll just use you as my weight" at which point he came over to me scooped me up easily in a cradle carry and began to curl me. He did it 10 times! I just laughed it off and his mum did to and he out me down and told me I was light. His mum was coming to the class with me so she went upstairs to get her bag ready leaving me with him. I told him he was strong but I didn't weigh that much so he should use a heavier weight. He then said "what if I do it one handed?" And before I could say anything he put his hand right on my crotch and lifted me about 2 inches off the floor. I was so shocked I didn't say anything!! He then put his left hand under my right arm to steady me and curled me twice like this! The second time he didn't lower me down either. My boobs were at his head height and he just held me there for a few seconds. I didn't know what to do, it seemed to happen so fast and at the same time when he was holding me up it seemed like forever before he eventually put me down......so that's my latest experience

Miss JJan 07 2015 11:51pm
Great Story Miss J. Glad to see some things are still happening to you and you still have stories to post. Here's another one of Nicole and Jack. Just to put things into perspective, Nicole decides that she'd like Jack to lift her up in a shopping Mall. Don't ask me why I never found out from the things that she wrote. Okay, I’m going to try to work thru this. I will still have trouble, this will be far from perfect, this may not even be as fun to read as some of the others. But a couple of general thoughts first: The acting was fun. I like acting! But I knew what was coming, and it felt almost surreal. Like it was going to happen, but not to me, but I knew it was going to be me, very weird feeling. I started pulling Jack towards the store. And at this point, I can’t even budge him if he doesn’t want me to. I still weigh probably 20 lbs. more than him, but he is just hard to move, I guess he understands leverage and all that. Then I pulled harder, almost my hardest, but I could barely move him. And then I thought - how is he going to get me over his shoulder with me pulling away from him like this? So, that's why I spun around him and started to push him towards the store, instead of pull. If I was pushing into him, then it seemed easy for him to get me over his shoulder once he just let me fall into him. And that's what happened. He just let me push myself into him, and he ducked down right when I did that. I fell right over his shoulder and felt him grab me around both legs behind my thighs. Now Greg says he "snatched" me up. Yes, like a little kitten. And I lost my breath. The way he picked me up.... I was embarrassed. It was VERY dominant. I seriously flew off the ground like I was nothing. It was just an embarrassing way to get picked up, so fast like that, like I was 5 years old, or like I weighed nothing. I fell down his back, and I reached my hand to the floor, I wanted to touch it. I did that because of how embarrassed I was, it's just natural, it think, I wanted to touch the ground, because it would have made me feel better, but my fingers missed the floor when I reached, and I got even more embarrassed. I tried to find a place to put my hands so I could feel grounded a little, and finally just put them on the sides of his hips. Then he started carrying me. I felt a jolt of electricity go through myself when I felt myself being carried. And that's when I knew I was too overwhelmed. I was not in control of my emotions at all. And now I was being carried, and now I was even more embarrassed. And I think this embarrassment with the "window into me" kind of embarrassment. I just felt like everyone knew how I felt and I didn’t want them to. When I felt Jack's hands slide underneath my hips, I wished I hadn’t told him to lift me over his head. But, it was exactly as Greg said, once I felt his hands there, I only weigh 110 lbs., he can lift me like that, and there was nothing I could do to stop him, I can’t decide to weigh more. I don’t know what I felt at that moment, but it was different than I’ve ever felt. To me, that just means that there was a different combination of emotions than ever before, so the butterflies are different. But they were swarming. I absolutely felt helpless. That wasn’t on my list before: 17 - helpless. I wished he wasn’t going to press me over his head, but I couldn’t stop him. I felt like I couldn’t even talk. And then he pressed me. I’m still a woman. I’m not sure I should be pressed that easily by a 12 year old. I felt like he pressed me like a man would press me. I felt like I went flying up, almost as easily as he lifted me over his shoulder. I felt like I went up so fast that some of my weight left his hands at the top, almost like he tossed me up a little. And now the embarrassment was off the charts. And then he started walking with me. I’m seeing the ground passing 6 feet below me, and I just feel a pair of hands on my hips. I again felt embarrassed by not knowing where to put my hands. They were not on him, but I eventually put my hands on arms near his elbows, probably after he had carried me about 10 feet already..... Next... this was traumatic. This was not like the beach. At the beach, it was probably in front of just as many people, if not more, but at the beach, it was a surprise. I had zero anxiety leading up to it, because I didn’t know anything was going to happen. When my body left the sand that was the first moment I had to deal with anything, and it was a lot of fun that way. With the mall, it was totally, totally different. I had thought about it for months. Jack had said something to me earlier in the day that turned me on. I had the whole drive to the mall to think about it. Then I had to scheme it with Jack. Then I had to act. I was almost emotionally spent before we even started.... And that felt like the carry that would never end. I don’t remember kicking my feet, or fluttering, I was too overwhelmed to consider any poses or prettiness. Then, after what felt like 15 minutes, but was probably 30 seconds, Jack let me down. he lowered me to his shoulder, and kind of set me there, then changed his hands on me to grip me differently, then he bent down and let me all the way back down to the ground. I was VERY happy he put me all the way down quickly, and didn’t hold me up in front of everybody any longer. then, almost on auto-pilot, I slipped back into acting, I knew I only had to do it for a few seconds, then I could catch my breath later, but I playfully slapped him, letting everyone around us know that I was fine and just playing... then I sat next to Greg on his bench and put my hand on his leg, and I squeezed his leg, that was my ground.

MEBJan 10 2015 3:59am
Thanks MEB. Yeah getting lifted at the mall is odd. I would love to have a chat with Nicole, shame she hasn't found this site yet lol. Ok Hannah, your up ha.

Miss JJan 10 2015 11:58am
Great to hear from you Miss J and MEB! So this took place during New Years this year. I am 5’0 and 102 lbs, very petite, while Tim our 13-year-old neighbor is 6’3 213 lbs, he is a really big kid, way bigger than me. So we were at a party on the 31st, basically a neighborhood party, since everyone in the community is quite friendly to each other and everyone gets along. So, I went to the ladies, which were in a more remote part of the house, where no one seemed to be. Since, it was a very big house each bathroom was big and very spacious. I entered one of the bathrooms, and right when I was closing the door Tim comes in. I was surprised, but he told me that there was no point in trying to find another bathroom. I was wearing some white jeans, sabrinas (flat shoes), and a white shirt. When I looked in the mirror I could truly take in how tiny I was compared to him, he was so massive! Looking at the mirror, he commented on how petite I looked. I blushed; it just stirs this strange warm feeling inside me. Back to the point, he got behind me, grabbed my waists and slowly inch by inch picked me up. My feet were dangling in the air, way above the ground. His huge hands covering my tiny waists. All this happening in front of a mirror, so I could truly feel how tiny I was. He then put me down again, and turned me towards him. He grabbed me under my armpits and in one swift movement picked me up, my feet dangling in the air, 15 inches from the ground, and I was only eye to eye. He kept me there for about two minutes, where he told me how strong he was getting and how I was really small and cute. It was just a unique moment. He put me down again, and I resumed to feeling tiny next to him, having to look up, like a little child. He lifted me one more time before we left. He scooped me up into a cradle and began to tickle me, it was such a strange moment. Oh well, Miss J I think you’re next followed by MEB! Lets keep up with the uploads! I’ll keep posting!

HannahJan 10 2015 12:52pm
Has anyone had the time when a small or young boy has lifted a much larger girl or woman?

AnonymousJan 11 2015 7:26am
I'm afraid I haven't had many more since my last post. Looks like it's down to you and MEB sorry Hannah.

Miss JJan 11 2015 3:08pm
Just curious Hannah, love your stories btw and Miss J and MEB. But I was just wondering, Miss J added one earlier about being lifted in fancy dress as Wonder Woman. Have you ever been lifted in fancy dress like that? Or anyone else for they matter. Sorry just have a thing for Superheroines being lifted I guess haha

JoeyJan 12 2015 12:48pm
I also wanted to lift a woman when i was 12 years old.

AnonymousJan 14 2015 5:05am
hey , I found this yahoo group..I guess this is a place where you can find pictures of kids lifting women Check it out... https://uk.groups.yahoo.com/neo/groups/canyoupickmeup/info

AnonymousJan 14 2015 5:12am
Hnnah I'll be on chat av today if your around.

Miss JJan 24 2015 9:36am
I'm there now, and I'll be around

HannahFeb 04 2015 11:30am
Sorry Han, just seen this I've just got in there if your still around?

Miss JFeb 04 2015 1:55pm
If I've missed you then I'll be on tomorrow. Just let me know what time is best for you.

Miss JFeb 04 2015 2:38pm
Is 12ish AM London time fine with you for tomorrow (Saturday)

HannahFeb 06 2015 6:16pm
I meant 12 PM, noon.

HannahFeb 06 2015 6:59pm
I'm on there now

HannahFeb 08 2015 3:27am
Miss J & Hannah this form was not set up for this type of garbage.

AnonymousFeb 08 2015 8:26am
Anyone around in here today? Hannah? MEB ?

Miss JApr 07 2015 4:18am
Yes I'm still here, just nothing much to post at the moment.

MEBApr 08 2015 4:29am
Ok new story.....this one happened to me just last week after I had finished teaching a body attack class. I was wearing yoga pants and a sports bra (mine and Hannah's favourite outfit to be lifted in it seems haha.) Anyway I had just finished the class and was putting the stereo system away in the walk in store cupboard next to the studio when I noticed a rather large girl follow me into to the cupboard. She was about 5'6 I would say but quite a big girl in terms of weight. Almost double my size, but at 5'0 and 108lbs that's not hard. Anyway I knew she was young about 13/14 because I knew her mother, and she told me she had been working out in the gym a lot and getting really strong. She asked me to feel her muscles which I politely declined but told her she was doing a good job anyway. She then asked if she could show me how strong she is as she approached me. I was like sure, you want to go in the gym for that? No need she replies and immediately puts her right hand right on my crotch her left hand grabs my sports bra and she lifted me above her head in an overhead press like I was nothing. I was like wow, the sensation of where she had out her hand combined with feeling like a rag doll was almost overwhelming. She held me up for what felt like 30 mins but in reality when she did begin to put me down she lowered me gently to her eye level and told be that I was light enough to be her baby and she demanded that I put my legs around her or she would carry me out onto the gym floor. What choice did I have? I wrapped my legs around her admitted she was strong and the told me that whenever she got the chance she was going to pick me up like the little doll I am before she put me down.....so it looks like I'll have a few more stories to share haha. MEB? Hannah? Anything new from you guys?

Miss JApr 19 2015 2:01am
Nice story Miss J. I've got another one to post, I just have to format it, so I'll try and do that in the next day or so.

MEBApr 19 2015 2:28am
i have lifted my cousins. but i want a special poll to be created of female female lift . i have seen many girls including my cousin who lift taller females . i love smaller lifts taller easily. plz create a special ff lift poll...for more experinces to share add me here... https://www.facebook.com/strong.lala.58?fref=ts

strong lalaApr 21 2015 10:48pm
MEB? Hannah? You 2 are up next it would appear haha

Miss JApr 30 2015 7:19am
OK another one for you. Sorry for the dealy. This is a different boy lifting Nicole. I’ve gone out in my back yard a few times around the time the kids get home from school. it’s still sunny and warm, so I can still lay out and get a nice tan, but also, I was kind of hoping Brad might see me and try to play around a bit again. Now, Steff teases me about me wanting to do this more than really just wanting to even our deal, but I think its half and half. It’s definitely interesting to me to get picked up by Brad, because it felt so different than how Jack did it. And I have to admit, different in a nice way. So I put on a navy blue bikini on Wednesday and went outside and laid on one of our lounges. And I heard Brad outside in his back yard - if you remember, he's two yards away. And then I didn’t hear him for a minute, and I looked towards his house, and I saw him walking into to my yard. He walked right up to me, with me still lying down on my back, and he asked me if my son was home. I told him that he wasn’t, that he had gone over to another friend's house. But Brad didn’t look disappointed about this, and he kind of lingered around, so I kind of already knew that he more had his eye on me than playing with my son! Now, I thought this was just the cutest thing. He didn’t quite know how to ask me, I could feel his nervousness, and it was just so cute. And it’s so funny, because he has picked me up before - he has even been pretty bold about asking if he can - but for some reason, he was shy now, really cute. So I stood up and walked near him and said, very friendly, “whatcha doing?” just to get him talking. And then he found some courage again - he said, “Nothing, Miss Nicole, do you remember that thing we did?” and I said, “do you mean when you picked me up?” and my mentioning it gave him the rest of his courage, and he said, “Can I try that again?” He is just so sweet!! And I love how he say “can I try,” like he doesn’t already know he can do it! So cute... so he stood kind of next to me and put his arm around the small of my back, and I knew what he was going to “try” to do, he was going to pick me up in a cradle. Now, I’m going to have to be honest about this, because it’s the most interesting part of the story, even if it’s a little hard to be honest about it. But I’ve had some time to think about this, and well he bent down and wrapped his arm under my legs... and the way he picked me up. I don’t know how to say this, but some guys are just good at this. It’s just different than Jack. I just go where Jack's arms go. But Brad seems to know there's a woman in his hands, it’s just different. Like somehow I fit into his hands more nicely, but I know it’s because he takes the care to make that happen.   When he scoops my legs up, it’s just a nice gently taking of my legs. I can feel my feet leave the ground, and I can feel him lift me smoothly, like he's taking care to let me feel it - and his grip on my legs - it’s much more like Greg does, where he lets my legs almost fall over one another and he puts his hand very nicely around my outer thigh, a cradle can be VERY sexy if it’s done right, and Brad seems to have that talent. Even the arm under the small of my back - if the guy is good at it, he can hold a girl more nicely by the way he runs his hand and fingers along her. Guys who aren’t so good at it - his arm feels more like a log under her. But it the guy takes care to hold the woman right, it’s not a log at all - it’s very comfortable and sexy. So I have to admit Brad is talented. When he lifted me up, it REALLY gave me butterflies the way he did it, and when my legs kind of fell over each other, and feeling how I fit in his hands, I probably liked that a little more than I should have. But, well, what's a girl to do? Then he started walking with me. When she started carrying me, I totally panicked. All of a sudden, I wanted to get down SO bad. I started squirming in his arms, thinking of how to get down, but he kept holding me so nicely, even when I squirmed, plus now I got those new butterflies from feeling him carry me, what I panicked about was that I remembered how long he carried me that last time. And I liked being held the way I was so much, that it really scared me how I would feel if he carried me like this for as long a time as last time. Because I was a bit turned on, I couldn’t help it! It’s just really affects me to have my body in someone's arms. And I really felt like I was very easy for him to hold and carry. Yes, I definitely panicked. He carried me alongside the pool, maybe twenty feet towards the deep end, but stopped before he got to the end of the pool. Then he turned around and started carrying alongside the pool again back towards the shallow end. And dammit he carried me really nicely also. It was like when he had me over his shoulder - I could just feel that he was giving a lot of effort to carry me smoothly, like with no bumpiness. It was very nice. And he did something else that gave me little tingles. In a cradle, its easiest for a guy to sort of let the girl rest against his stomach or chest a little, to take some of the weight off, I know this. and it’s still nice, but it ALWAYS gives a girl little tingles if the guy moves her body out away from his, and holds her only with his arms. It gets me EVERY time. it’s just a thrilling little feeling to feel the guys strength and know he can do that with me, and it makes me feel very light, and feminine and sexy and desired. Well Brad did that a couple of times. Then Brad veered away from the pool and towards our deck with me. The deck isn’t far from the pool, the steps are about 8 feet away from one corner of the pool and he carried me up those steps. Big butterfly moment, oh, it’s just crazy. He got near our patio table, and he let my legs drop towards the ground as he let go and then this little brat totally teased me. And I just have to give him credit. He acts all shy and stuff, but he has some guts. He kept his grip tightly around my waist as he let my legs fall towards the floor. but as my toes touched the deck, I couldn’t touch my heels to the deck because I was still very light on my feet because of how he was holding me around my waist - he was still lifting me enough to keep me from going all the way down to my heels, that is SUCH a tease! and then it’s like, if he lifts up just a half inch, I go right up to my tippy toes, like they're barely skimming the deck, but really with no weight on them, and then if he lifts another half inch, my toes leave the deck, and he's picking me up in his one arm. If he lowers me a half inch, my toes skim the deck again another half in, I can get the balls of my feet on the deck and then up again. So he still had control of me, but he's lifting me barely off the deck again, then letting me touch my toes on the deck again, and he's acting like he doesn’t know he's doing that, so I’m not even sure he knows he's doing that but I think he knows. Just a total, total tease. Is that fun for me? very. Is it frustrating? Yes. It’s confusing, frustrating, annoying, and totally fun. Then he finally let go after maybe 30 seconds like that.

MEBMay 10 2015 3:46am
Awesome story MEB, wow love the detail nicole goes into. Is that a recent story? Or was it from the old chat room like the rest?

Miss JMay 10 2015 12:50pm
Hi Miss J, it's a bit newer than the others, probably about 18 months ago.

MEBMay 11 2015 12:58am
Did it come from the same group?

Miss JMay 11 2015 10:43am
Yes, as far as I can remember, pity they've all closed down now.

MEBMay 13 2015 1:45am
Hannah? Anything new?

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any new story?

AnonymousJun 08 2015 7:38am
Another one from me then......ok so this one happened about 3 weeks ago when I was on holiday (vacation) in Spain. I was in the pool dining lengths and a group of kids kept getting in my way. After politely asking them to move several times I got quite annoyed and snaped at them. The biggest one took offence to this he was 14 (I found out later) I was in a black 2 piece and as I came back towards him I stopped as he was standing right in front of me. I'm only. 5ft so my head came up to his chin and he out weighed me be a good 100lbs at least. He moved towards me and told me that I shouldn't have spoken to them like that. I just said something along the lines of "respect your elders" he just laughed and put his hands on my waist and lifted me up to his eye line at first and then right out of the pool so I was above his head with everyone looking on. I was very embarassed to me manhandled like this by a kid in front of everyone. He held me up for what felt like 10 minutes saying he wouldn't put me down until I apologised. What choice did I have? I apologised and he let me back down but not before taking me in a cradle and having a good grope of my ass!! There were a couple more experiences with him throughout the fortnight I was there......MEB? Believe your up next Hannah seems to have disappeared

Miss JJun 18 2015 5:01am
Great story Miss J. I'm also off of my hols this weekend so I'll post another story when I get back.

MEBJun 20 2015 4:12am
You back yet MEB? It's become very quiet in here haha.

Miss JJul 03 2015 3:06am
HI Miss J, yes I'm back now, I think there's another couple of stories to post, anything new from you? You're right, it's very quiet, it seems there's only us two left.

MEBJul 12 2015 5:17am
Yeah I've got got a couple I'll post in the next few days too

Miss JJul 12 2015 3:04pm
I'll post a new 1 in the next couple of days. Got anything for us in the mean time MEB?

Miss J Jul 15 2015 4:22pm
Hey all, i am a very small man 29 years old 150 cms and 70 pound only

MarkJul 16 2015 4:05am
Can any girls lift and compare with me ?!

MarkJul 16 2015 4:06am
hi mark i'm 15 years old girl. I don't think you weigh. it is impossible ridicolus weight. i'm 73kg with no fat only muscle

jesJul 16 2015 8:15am
Hi Jes, i very very slim and short man, and yes if i am only 150 cm and very slim with no any fat or muscle then for sure my weigh will be low i am not lier i am realy 70 pounds (32 kg) which means less than youe half

MarkJul 16 2015 3:29pm
Can you lift me ?! I really would like to compare our bodies (arm, thighs , chest, hip )

MarkJul 16 2015 3:43pm
o my god you are only 32kg, ican't believe it!You also have the courage to ask if I can lift you? I need to use only one arm to l you and even without too much difficulty

jesJul 17 2015 3:12am
hi miss J e MEB, It is calm here, but now let's retrieve with many beautiful stories. It's nice to read your stories (miss J) because you are a woman who is raised by younger and express your thoughts while I am a boy who raises the older women in this way, we can compare the ideas from 2 different parts

MIJul 17 2015 3:25am
I don't think I've posted this one, it's about a wrestling match between Jack, Nicola dn Victoria, but this time it's written by her husband Gregg. The first knock on the door was Victoria. As much as Nicole says she never gets used to seeing Victoria, I’m the same. She knocks me out every time I see her. Even if she wears something baggy, just knowing what is under those clothes is enough to drive a man crazy. She arrived with her son, and sat at our kitchen bar with Nicole as the boys ran outside to play. These girls really do love each other, and they are both at their best in each other’s company. Whatever they talk about, they seem to enjoy talking about it with each other. We all know that Nicole had a plan this time, though, and I always find it interesting to listen to her steer the conversation where she wants it to go. She started by steering it towards the boys, and then she mentioned that Jack will be coming over, also, but a little later. Then, at an opportune moment, she said, “God that kid is strong! I don’t even think me and you can beat him together if we wrestled him!” Victoria kind of chuckled, but didn’t offer an opinion as to whether she thought they could or couldn’t beat him, so Nicole wondered again aloud, “I wonder if me and you could beat him…” Victoria said, “Me and you together? Of course we could!” And Victoria was lured in. This became the topic of conversation for some minutes, until it was decided that Nicole and Victoria were going to challenge Jack to a wrestling match when he came over. Nicole even talked about what the rules should be, and Victoria agreed to everything which we discussed here in our group. A bit later on, Jack showed up in the back yard with the other boys. Victoria giggled towards Nicole, “Are we really going to try this?” Nicole said, “Of course we are, I bet he’d love to try to beat us!” Nicole went to the back door and called Jack inside. He came in and Nicole said to him, “Hey, who do you think would win if me and Victoria both wrestled you at the same time? Us or you?” Jack humbly answered, “I don’t know.” And that was it for him. Nicole didn’t let the conversation go until everybody was fired up enough to find out for real. The rules were agreed upon, and into the family room we all went. Both girls had on very flattering clothes, but no bathing suits this time. They both had small shorts on, Nicole’s were black and Victoria’s were pink. Nicole had light grey top on which showed her stomach, and Victoria had a tight white top on that showed about an inch of her skin above her shorts. I just have to shake my head sometimes…. This is a lucky kid. The girls stood across from Jack, half-squatted down in their very cute “ready” positions, and Jack stood, looking unconcerned on the other side. I said, “Ready, go…..” and they sized each other up for about one second before Jack ducked down and went right towards Nicole. Now, I don’t know how many times Jack has done this to Nicole, but I would have thought she’d be ready for it by now. Maybe he’s just too strong and fast, or maybe she thought he’d be a little more nervous about doing that with Victoria right there to help, but he got his arm right around Nicole’s legs and pulled her hips right into his shoulder. He stood up, and lifted Nicole right off her feet very fast, and threw her over his shoulder. She just flew up over his shoulder – and WAY over his shoulder. He had her in that nice hold where it’s the top of her thighs on his shoulder, with her hanging down his back, hair falling straight towards the floor.   As she was going up, she screeched… I think she was a little mad at herself, but there was nothing she could do now. I started counting out loud, and at “Three,” Victoria grabbed Jack by his side and started to push him towards a large flat couch we have. With Nicole over his shoulder, he didn’t have enough balance to leverage against Victoria, and at “Five,” they all came crashing down onto the flat couch in a pile of bare arms and legs – and two bare stomachs, of course. Victoria’s shirt had ridden up on her a little bit, showing much more of her stomach, and she seemed okay with that… I sure was. But as the girls laughed, Jack kept working, getting both of them into a nice grip, one in each arm. He worked his way off the couch, pulling them both with him, down onto the floor. Then he kind of let them slip out of his grips a little bit, and both girls took the opportunity to try to get on top of him while he was on his hands and knees. Both of them did the exact same thing – they got to their feet, and they leaned down onto him to try to push him all the way down to the floor. Jack had suckered them both in perfectly. 11 years old? – this kid is wise beyond his years -- Jack raised his hands back up and put each arm around each girl’s legs, and pulled them both into his chest as he rose up more on his knees. Each girl pushed down on the shoulder she was leaning down on, and then Jack just straightened himself up on his knees, lifting both of these supermodels into the air when he did. He literally picked both women up while he was on his knees. They weren’t draped over his shoulders, but they were kind of both on a shoulder, like an over-the-shoulder lift with a girl staying straight up. They both screamed when he picked them up, and I could tell they looked at each other in shock. They could not believe that fighting against Jack, he had picked them both up at the same time. Then when I started counting, I saw both girls totally panic. Legs started kicking, feet fluttering, slapping Jack on his back – then Victoria dove down over Jack’s back hoping to throw him off balance – and it worked. It made Jack twist on his knees and lose his balance. He let go of Nicole, and she dropped back to her feet at about “Six…” and then Victoria came falling down with Jack to his side at “Seven…” I did not care at all who won this match after this. This was about the most amazing, hottest thing I ever saw. Jack wrestling with two of the most beautiful women I’ve ever seen, and lifting them both off of their feet, holding both women in the air, at the same time. Beyond sexy, beyond cool…. Noting mattered much after that. But, of course, I did keep watching…. Victoria fell half to the ground as Jack let go of her, but Nicole had landed on her feet, so she pushed Jack over sideways onto the flat couch again, landing on the couch next to him. There, Jack maneuvered quickly around her, and got his arms under the small of her back and her legs, and lifted her right off the couch like a little bunny in a cradle. Nicole was really getting handled. This was a very strong cradle, and to take her off the couch like that…. I know she didn’t expect this. She really thought she was going to stay on the ground the whole time, but Jack is just too strong. Once he gets her in a grip, her 109 pounds is just not enough, he just lifts her body right into the air. Nicole screamed, I could tell she felt his strength going through her as she felt her body rise up off the couch in his arms. Jack turned halfway around towards the middle of the room, now holding Nicole over the floor away from the couch, and I started counting again.   One… two… three… then Victoria walked right up to Jack facing him with Nicole in between Jack and herself, and Victoria reached her arms under Nicole’s legs and the small of Nicole’s back. Victoria is still taller than Jack, maybe by about five inches – and this was just beyond hot – Victoria used her height, and when she stood up straight, she literally lifted Nicole out of Jack’s arms, and into her own. Wow, was that cool!! I knew I might see one of the girls save the other, but I just assumed it would be by knocking Jack over, I never thought one girl would lift the other girl out of Jack’s arms. Hot… just hot. And I could tell that Nicole greatly appreciated being saved! Jack stood there in shock. I’m not sure he’s ever seen a woman lift another woman like this – actually, neither have I -- especially women who looked like this – but he got a quick lesson that even a hot girl can pick up another hot girl. Victoria turned and carried Nicole just about three steps away from Jack and put her back down on her feet. I think this may have been a real-life “Thaaaaank YOU!” moment for Nicole! Everyone faced each other again. It seemed like Jack had a good plan, but it just wasn’t working out. He picked up Nicole twice, but couldn’t hold her in the air for 10 seconds either time. He lifted both girls off their feet at the same time, but he couldn’t keep his balance well enough for 10 seconds. So, he tried the next logical plan – he went after Victoria first this time. Victoria was doing very well in this match, but Jack really hadn’t focused on her. And when Jack focuses, she isn’t going to do any better than Nicole can. Jack got closer to the two girls, they were in their cute defensive positions again, and he acted like he was leaning towards grabbing Nicole again – then he swung to his right, and gave Victoria the Nicole treatment – he grabbed her around her legs, puller her hips into his shoulder, and lifted her off her feet, tossing her over his shoulder. I think it still shocks these girls how easily he can do this. I think they still have this feeling that they will be able to take care of themselves because they are bigger and older, but then they get grabbed, they feel their feet leave the floor, and they remember that 109 pounds is not enough to stay on the ground against Jack. So, Nicole saw her friend finally get into trouble, and Nicole returned Victoria’s saviour efforts in style. She grabbed Jack on his left side and, reaching both her arms around his neck, jumped up on him, trying to weigh him down to the ground. Perhaps Nicole forgot that Jack can hold 218 pounds in the air?! Well, she got reminded as Jack held Nicole in the air while Victoria was still over his shoulder. But then, as Nicole was hanging in the air on his left side…. Jack messed up. If he had just gotten his arm around Nicole’s waist, I almost guarantee he could have held both of them up for 10 seconds like this – he had Victoria perfectly over his shoulder, and Nicole would have had a very hard time getting down with his arm wrapped around her waist – she’s just very easy to hold like that, and he looked like he didn’t even budge when Nicole jumped up on him. But his arm, he didn’t get it back behind himself enough to get it around her waist, Nicole sort of pinned his arm to his side when she jumped up on him, and then Jack reached forward, grabbing Nicole’s left leg. He got a bit of a grip on her left leg, and if Nicole had LET him, I’m sure he still could have held them both for the 10 seconds like this, but Nicole wasn’t going to let him.   With Jack just grabbing her one leg, she just bent that leg up higher, pulling her knee more towards her chest, and when she let go from around Jack’s neck, she easily got her right foot back on the floor. Then she sort of pushed off the leg, kind of hopping into him, but pushing him sideways, and with me counting to “seven,” he lost his balance and everyone came crashing down onto the flat couch again. I would say he had both girls in the air again for about three seconds, but this time it was the beginning of the end for Jack. He was looking tired, and the girls were smothering him on the flat couch. Their 218 pounds was finally getting to be too much for him, and they dragged him off the couch onto the ground, both staying on top of him. He struggled for a while, it wasn’t easy for them to pin him, but after smothering him for about a minute, Jack finally gave in and let his shoulders get pushed to the ground for a count of “ten.” A great warrior taken down by beauty. A story as old as time itself!! At least it took two beauties this time, though. But we have to give them their credit -- the girls won. But I bet the shock of both getting lifted off the ground at the same time by Jack will make them give him his proper respect, anyway. I know, and Nicole said it clearly to everyone – she did not even expect to get picked up alone once. Well, until the end, Nicole was spending almost as much time off the ground as on it. But still, she was right, she and Victoria won… but I'm sure she’ll be feeling much differently about how tough she and Victoria are compared to Jack.

MEBJul 17 2015 4:33am
jes, yes 32 kg have a imagine how i am beside you. Wow you can lift me using only one arm , ? i think i will wont able to lift you even i use all my power for only one second,,, i elder by you by 9 years and you cab kill me . what is your height ?? and what is your thighs and hip measure ??? my arm is 6 inches , my thigh is 14 inches for each and my hip is 27 inches and this is the biggest thing in my body

markJul 17 2015 6:56am
i am sure that i reach to under your boobs

markJul 17 2015 7:25am
Definitely seems smaller than me even if you twice my age. Sure I can lift you with one arm, don't think that 32 kg is difficult! My maximum curl workout is with 32 kg to arm for 5 reps, then I lift ypu do perfectly FIRM using only the force of my one bicep. They are of medium height 70 m 1

jesJul 20 2015 2:10am
that laugh is impressive! My biceps are bigger than your thigh! the biceps measure 40 cm and 65 cm thigh

jesJul 20 2015 2:57am
oh my god. i see in this moment that my thigs is about your hip! you're too frail in comparison to me. It is really dangerous I can break you by mistake

jesJul 20 2015 3:10am
i share another my lift story. i was at home and the cleaning lady was talking on the phone with a friend about the physical appearance.She said that she felt fat. When he closed the phone asked me as I saw her obese.I answer no and tell her that she has a nice body. She smiles and thanks me to be polite even if according to you is not real because she weighs 57 kg.answer: I see that I'm right? you are light because I can bench press your weight easily and now I will demonstrate. at this point I lie and tell her to bend over backwards plan until she feel my hands. She says I'm crazy and she won't, in response I say that has to do it so she can see her lightness She says: you make me laugh now we see. slowly begins to jump in behind till with my right hand I grab her legs and then her back, she says at this point convinced that now I crush. in the moment that says this phrase I fully her weight in my hands and is raised off the ground completely horizontally compared to me. She makes a scream. now i began to bench press her. She amazed says: I can't believe I bench press for 15 times repeatedly without ever stop it!she said: oh my god you are so strong!the fifteenth repetition I raised again with the arms fully extended and after a while I do other 10 reps.finish the repetitions I unbalance the weight to rest her feet on the ground while i continues to support with your other hand her back accompanying his ascent.I'll be back on my feet and she smiling pinches my arms saying how strong and muscular, she had never seen such a thing. I say: I will be strong but it was easy because you are slight! I can get up how many more times you want

MIJul 20 2015 5:45am
Jes, foe sure that your 2 thighs will be bigger than my hip.

markJul 20 2015 7:17am
no no, only one my thigh are similar your hip. my thig are 26inches. you are very very little in comparison with me!! I can lift you as I want

jesJul 20 2015 7:56am
I imagine the scene that you're ahead of me and I'm behind, so as to highlight all my muscles in comparison to your slender body. a more muscular girl to a grown man twice their age! Ha ha

jesJul 20 2015 8:01am
it is nice to read that is a woman small and light which is often lifted ( MISS J) and i'm a girl strong for my age who like lift person possibly older than me. i guess to lift you miss j

jesJul 20 2015 8:05am
Wow,one thigh bigger than my hip jes you know that the biggest weight i lift is 5 kg feor each arm for 4 rips, i think i will cant to f*ck u I think that u will be able to do. I imagine when we stand beside other naked what the difference between us

MarkJul 20 2015 8:55am
I cant imagin that your thigh bigger than my hip ,, and i ask if i can lift you, wow i think i will wont able to lift one leg from you

MarkJul 20 2015 9:04am
What is your tall, i think i my head is reach to under your boobs, is your boobs big..?

MarkJul 20 2015 9:08am
I am very sad, all my friends are ger married and all their wives bigger than me in their bodies all of them treat me as i child i reach to tHE SHORTER One to her shoulder and the taller one i reach to her belly as she 2 meters , all of them lift me . And i till now have no a girl friend becase i am very samll i am only skin over bone evry part in all body is small

MarkJul 20 2015 9:32am
The only one i get date with a woman , when we on the bed she laugh because she see my penis, my penis is very small it is a 3 inches when be hard she see that and lift me as ababy then she left me alone

MarkJul 20 2015 9:36am
It is Very curious To See My arm That is bigger than your thigh. Really do You lift only 5kg?? When i was 7 years old i Can lift And carry My Mother on My shoulder! You are Very Little i Think what funny Will be if You fight with all your Power against My ove finger, You problably lose! your body is Very Small But is not all in the life, Think positive And You find tour girlfriend!

jesJul 20 2015 3:02pm
What i do, all women seek for sex, that woman say to me that if i spend all the night to make her pleasure i will cant to do. she say that she maybe dose not feel my dick if i enter it inside her.

markJul 21 2015 7:51am
yes thes was the last weak in the gym and all the women come to play with me and lift me, please don't be lair, even i am small but trust me if i use my all power i can fight and make you cry i am adult man in the end

markJul 21 2015 7:57am
You start write here To ask if any woman Can lift You. If You write about sex this forum is Not forse You. Write only lift episode

jesJul 22 2015 7:11am
I am write what happend to me as a result of my tiny body, however i am sorry at the end u under age, if u see at my last comment u find that i weite about lifting and fighting

MarkJul 22 2015 7:25am
Ok. I Image ho Easy is To lift You for me. I can lift You in a Lot strange method . With two arm i Think i can also throw in The air ! with leg i can letterly show You. With one arm i can get You on The ground And lift overhead. I workout a Lot with 32kg kettlebel. Do You really want To fight with me? It is impossibile because i should break You without noticing. If i use only a bit of My Power i Can Imobilizing You. With all My streght i Think It is so dangerous forse you

jesJul 23 2015 8:11am
wow, yes i think you can kill me if you sit on me, i am really dont think that i can lift a one leg from you. and wow you said 'With two arm i Think i can also throw in The air' it is so humiliated that a girl can do that for a man double her age, 'With one arm i can get You on The ground And lift overhead' this is kill me you r amazing, and yes i want to fight you but u r right 73kg VS. less than 32kg you can really break me. there is no any comparison between us, u r a huge body for me

markJul 23 2015 11:40am
if you going to humiliated me, how u will do?????...

markJul 23 2015 5:11pm
for me, if u compare ur arm with my thigh and ur arm bigger, compare ur thigh with my all body and ur thigh will be bigger. if u control my movement with one hand while you sitting watching TV and i use all my power. if i try to lift you for 1 mm and i cant but you can doing anything

markJul 24 2015 4:42am
I'm fascinated by the strength of young boys, I don't understand how they can be stronger so much stronger than adult women even when they are younger and smaller. I'm a middle school teacher, a few months back I saw a group of 13 years old boys lifting their female classmates in recess, they would position themselves between two girls, bend down putting their arms behind the girls' legs and lift a girl with each arm in a sitting position, this wasn't all they would race against each other, each boy holding two joyful girls while running full speed through the school patio. I asked them to stop telling them it was dangerous and they could hurt themselves for such effort, one of the boys (let's call him Dennis) replied not to worry, that he practiced lifting his older sisters that were much bigger than the girls he lifts. I asked him how old his sisters were and how much they weighed, to my surprise he said they were 19 and 20 and each weighed 130lbs. I was skeptic since this boy couldn't weigh more than 120 lbs himself, I just told him he was exaggerating, the classmates he lifted were probably 95 lbs each, but holding two much larger girls was not possible. He told me he could prove it by lifting me with one arm like he lifted his classmates without problem, I refused but Dennis kept insisting the following days every time I would tell him to stop playing this lift game with his classmates (let' call then Daphne and Liz). But things changed one time when he didn't let the girls down after I told him, instead he approached me still holding the Daphne and Liz, he said ok I won't play anymore, and let them down in front of me, while he was still bent over he quickly grabbed my legs from behind with his left arm and before I could do anything he straightened himself up with me dangling on his arm my feet off the floor. I was embarrassed and mad, Daphne and Liz laughed at my predicament as a I kicked in an effort to break free but his grip on my thing was strong enough to keep me there, sitting on this boy's arm who is not only half my age but also shorter and certainly lighter than I am. See? I told you it's easy, girls are lightweight he said as he bounced me up and down with his left arm testing my weight, he would do it so my body would leave his arm for a tiny moment before falling into it again, he was literally throwing me in the air and catching me with just one hand, his right hand on his hip like he wasn't even trying. I used the firmest voice I could mutter asking him to let me down, he finally complied, I was embarrassed but also extremely impressed. Since then I've seen the boys do even more impressive stuff, like just last week I saw two boys competing, one girl would lift another one in a cradle and the boys were testing who could lift BOTH girls with just one arm, to my surprise Dennis and another boy did manage to lift them for good 10 seconds or so, now Dennis is asking to lift me along with another girl with just one arm, but I'm not letting that happen...

StephanieAug 09 2015 11:49pm
Great story Stephanie, I'm guessing that was your first lift and carry experience? You get used to it after a while haha. I'll post another story in the couple of days.

Miss JAug 10 2015 2:25am
Yes, really good story. I'm lookin forward to your new story as well Miss J. I've got some others to post later as well.

MEBAug 10 2015 4:45am
Ok here's one that happened to me recently. I was sun bathing in the garden wearing a sports bra and shorts. When my son and his best friend decided to start a water fight. This quickly got out of hand and his best friend (who's twice the size of my son) decided to turn it into a wrestling match and pinned my son to the ground playfully. I decided that was enough so got up to intervene, before I could get to them they got up and dusted themselves down laughing with Mark proclaiming himself the winner as he came over to me "and now to claim my prize" he shouted and suddenly vent down and scooped me up in his arms like I was a small child in a cradle. He swung me around despite my objections and I'm sure he threw me in the air a little too. He put me down after about 30 seconds or so but it felt a lot longer. My son just laughed so at least he wasn't too bothered by it.....ok who's up next?

Miss JAug 12 2015 7:22am
So I had contact with Dennis again and this time things escalated more, way more, Apparently Dennis' sisters are college cheerleaders and they practice with him since he was 12 that's why he is so accustomed to lifting bigger girls, he told me it all started as a game where they would try to use him as a flyer but he was too heavy for his sisters to hold for more than a few seconds, so they joked he should try to lift them instead laughing. Dennis said he wasn't sure he could do it but he tried anyway, he bent down behind his oldest sister (Tamara) putting his head between her legs, he straightened up so fast her sister almost came off his shoulders, he remembers it was much easier than he expected, with Tamara on his shoulders Dennis proceeded to walk around the room as his older sister (Rita) cheered him on, Tamara was speechless he remembers. After that day he would lift the girls in various positions, they taught him many cheerleader lifts, he says his favourite is the infamous chair lift. I asked him what is that and he showed me using his classmate Daphne, she agreed with joy, apparently these girls love being lifted by Dennis and the other boys. I was very curious what was this chair lift so I let them try just asking them to be curious, he kneels down behind Daphne and positioning his hand a some inches behind her butt asks her to sit down, she complies and sits down on his one hand, his hand didn't move an inch, as she let down all her weight, she proceeds to lift her feet off the floor and now she is sitting entirely on his hand, dennis proceeds to stand up with Daphne sitting steadily on his hand, his elbow still bent. Then he presses her slowly untill his arm is completely straight above his head, this was extremely impressive, after good 30 seconds he drops her and catches her in a cradle, finally putting her down. I was impressed, "and you say you do this with your sisters?, this can't be, no way can you lift a girl heavier than you are with just one hand over your head" I told him, he simply said he could do it with me and then I would believe him. I could see why it was his favourite lift, touching a girl's butt while lifting her sure was convenient. I didn't agree until a few hours later when school was over, I asked him to stay so we could talk in private, curiosity had won me over. "Okay Dennis, I'll let you try, but don't drop me and don't dare you enjoy yourself too much", I was alone with Dennis now, he smiled and without a word he did the exact same thing with me than he did with Daphne, positioned behind me and asked me to sit down, I did and my bum met his hand, to my surprise it felt so strong, like sitting on a stool it didn't wobble, "don't worry miss I got you, you can stop using your feet to hold yourself", my feet were still on the floor holding half my weight, I gradually let my weight rest on his hand, my feet lighter and lighter I finally lift my feet off the floor expecting the worst, but nope, he was supporting all my weight without even moving an inch. "That's it miss, now I'm going to stand up, don't panic". He proceeded to stand up, I could feel myself at his shoulder level, trying to grab onto something, "don't move miss, just tense your body and you won't fall", and that's what I did, I tensed my body and then I felt myself getting higher and higher, he was pressing me with just his one arm, and then I reached the max height. I was scared, embarrassed, and impressed, I couldn't believe I was being held over this boys' head with just one hand. I felt how all my weight was being held on his palm as he started moving his fingers caressing my buttocks. I could only mutter an "pleas don't" but it came out much weaker than I thought, it sounded more like an invitation for him to keep molesting me than for him to stop. "I'm sorry miss, I'm just adjusting my hand here", he obviously wasn't. He proceeded to lower me to shoulder level again, I admit I loved being held the highest possible, my mind betrayed me and I exhaled an "aww" as if I begged for more time on this boys hand. I guess he caught the message because he proceeded to press me up again, this time faster, I sweat I felt myself flying for a second there before landing on his one hand again. He kept moving his fingers, I couldn't resist but get turned on, this boy probably had more strenght in his one hand than I do in my entire body, it was humbling, I was being manhandled and molested with a single hand of a boy who is half my age. I got a little too excited, I knew this wasn't right and I asked him to let me down, he let me drop into his arms, looked me deeply in the eyes before putting me on my feet. "O-okayyy Dennis, that was impressive, but we won't repeat that again, you being strong doesn't mean you can do whatever you want to women, I won't punish you this time but we won't play like this anymore, understand?" He smiled almost devilish to me and said "Sure Miss, never again", he turned around and left, lifted his right hand above his head as if saying good bye, "see you around miss", I couldn't believe this was the same hand that held me for so long, it looked so small, certainly not capable of doing what he just did to me... but he did.

StephanieAug 12 2015 11:56pm
Wow great story Again Stephanie. Just one question, what were you wearing when he lifted you like that?

Miss JAug 13 2015 12:40am
Thanks for the stories Stephane and Miss J. They were both really great. I'm very impressed that Dennis can lift you up easily. I guess it's my turn next. I've found a new story with Nicole, but this time with a boy called Brad. I've got to re-arrange it since it's somewhat jumbled up. I'll try and do it and post it over the weeked.

MEBAug 13 2015 1:07am
I was wearing black high waisted pants and a tight white blouse. This pants' fabric is thin so I wore black boyshorts underneath, not that it mattered as Dennis caressed my butt with his fingers he certainly felt the border of my panties and played with it so much in fact I had to adjust my panties after he left, that was embarrassing.

StephanieAug 13 2015 7:09am
Here's another story I promised, this time about Nicole and a boy called Brad. So the situation was right. It’s really not a hard situation to make. I just never thought of it before. It’s not unusual that Brad is next door outside, playing basketball, or whatever, and there is no one around in my back yard. And I love to lay out by the pool. So it's really an easy situation to make. So ... I made it. Brad was playing basketball alone, I was in a bikini by the pool. I laid on a lounge chair, laid flat for tanning. I was on my stomach. I looked up, and acted aggravated at my situation. I called to Brad so he could hear me. "Uggghhh Hey!! If you can do this nicely again, I need this on me again! Nobody is home here :( " He seemed very happy to come over :)) My plans always work!! :)) I will admit, I was kind of excited for this. Not because I wanted to be touched, but because I was going to see for SURE what he would do differently. I thought this was SO neat!! Every touch he made, I would know was the same or different. I could know which parts he thought he could be better at. I was very excited for this. Because I just love learning about guys and how you think and do things. This was like my own perfect little experiment -- how would a young boy change how he touched a beautiful woman if he got a second chance? And I get a massage :))) So what did he do? He squirted lotion onto my back. Unbelievable. I told him not to do it that way!!! What is wrong with you silly boys??!! I just let out a sigh ... I didn't even yell at him or mention it. So he started spreading it over my upper back and shoulders. mmmmmmm ... l love that :))) both hands, moving in the same pattern over my back on each side ... very nice :)) then down towards my lower back.... his hands slowed as he got near my bikini bottoms (forest green bikini, btw ... and very skimpy ... tinier than my usual ... but it just looks good ... it's new :))) Thennnnnnn .... Both hands slid sideways, fingers wrapping around my waist, then his fingers moved all the way to the front of me. My waist was in his hands, and he slid his hands up my sides. He did this really nicely :)))) and it was still technically spreading lotion ;) he slid he hands back down my sides, to my biking bottoms again. Then it felt like he put his thumbs under my bikini line and moved his hands back to the middle of my lower back, spreading the lotion to just beneath the material.... verrrry good technique ;) and a little risqué ... but proper technique. Then he moved both hands to one side of my lower back. I’ll try to explain this exactly -- if a girl stands sideways, and you put one hand on her stomach and one on her lower back, then pull your hands together, your hands will touch each other at your wrists on her side. Your fingers will still be wrapped around her front and back. This is how he had his hands. Basically, he took one side of me in his hands, he was on the left side of me spreading this lotion, so his left hand was kind of under me towards the front of me, his right hand's fingers up around the back of me. He went up my left side like this. This was still spreading lotion. But if I have to be totally honest, in this one moment, I think he was just touching me. Because the sun definitely wasn’t going to be on me where his left fingers were wrapping around. But it was nothing crazy. It was okay that he did this. I mean, I do know that I’m a nice person to touch, so I understand if he gets carried away a little, just not too much. And it wasn’t too much. Then he tried to do a similar thing on my right side, but he had to reach across me to do this, so it wasn’t quite the same. But the fact is -- he was enjoying my waist. Probably about as much as he could have. He ended my upper body by laying his hands back to each side of me, going up the middle of my back, then he spread them and came right back down my sides again -- really feeling the shape of my waist. Then Brad did one of the most surprisingly sexy things I ever felt. He still had his fingers curled to the front side of me, so his fingers were under me as I laid on my stomach, and he moved his hands down over the sides of my bikini bottoms, down my hips. He stopped his hands, he had my hip bones in his hands, with his fingers reaching under me, between me and the lounge. Guys, this gets my heart pounding. In all my scheming to do this, when I laid down on this lounge, I was actually lower down on the lounge than what is perfect. I was probably six inches too far down the lounge, my head wasn’t laying perfectly where it should be. Brad's hands.... he had my hips in his hands.... I felt his fingers under me lift up my hips. Now ... girls bend very easily here, so I just let my hips rise up, I didn’t know why he was doing this. But he's strong.... he lifted my hips higher from the lounge, to where I couldn't just let my body bend.... I felt some of my weight really go into his hands, and now my knees and chest slid towards my hips as he lifted my hips higher. He said, "You should be up more." Meaning, up more towards the pillow on the lounge. This happened so fast though. I naturally resisted this when I felt my knees and chest slide. And my natural resistance is to put more weight on my hips to make his hands do lower, and this should get me back down to the lounge. But he is strong. When I put more weight in my hips on his hands, he can easily hold this weight, and my legs and chest just go higher up. His hands don’t go down, my body goes up. This can be verrrrry frustrating!! And he just kept lifting my hips higher. I put more weight on my hips.... and then.... omg.... it just happened so fast, but it felt like slow motion too.... now I knew what he was doing -- he wanted to move me to where I should be on the lounge. He wanted to move me about six inched higher up the lounge towards the pillow. And then I felt it. My body left the lounge. He had literally lifted me into the air by my hips. I was still bent over his hands, but I was straight enough because of me trying to put weight in my hips on his hands, that my legs and chest were lifted into the air ... I cannot tell you how shocked I was..... I cannot tell you how much this turned me on.... Maybe it was because of the way I was being touched. Maybe it was just the timing. Maybe it was because I NEVER expected to get picked up while he was spreading sun block. And in such a sexy way?? I don’t get picked up this way very often. But I love getting picked up this way. I don’t know why. There is just something about having every inch of my body lying on the ground, feeling the ground, and then having no part of my body touching the ground, touching only the air. And by my hips??? It just feels so sexy. The surprise factor was amazing too. I just didn’t expect it. I very clearly remember being shocked that my body was in the air, that somehow I just left the lounge chair. Then he moved me in the air, higher up the chair towards the pillow. Seeing the ground move under me always gives me butterflies, and this time I saw the lounge move under me ... just about six or eight inches, and then I stopped moving. Thennnnnn.... I expected to be laid right back down onto the lounge. But I was held in the air. And I knew what was happening. I knew I just felt light to Brad. Maybe he didn’t expect to do this so easily -- so he just enjoyed holding me in the air for a few seconds. He didn’t dangle me long there, but he definitely dangled me. I could feel him feeling my weight in his hands, and enjoying this. He dangled me over the lounge for about 5 or 7 seconds, then he let me lay back down. ohhhhhh ...... myyyyy ..... Goddddddd .....

MEBAug 15 2015 5:19am
Any more stories about Dennis, Stephanie, I must admit I really enjoyed reading those.

MEBAug 15 2015 5:20am
Wow the posts in here are awesome. Love the stories from MEB, Miss J, Hannah, MI and Stephanie.....This is one of mine that luckily happened for me when I was 11 yrs old. I was always a big kid, in primary school I was the 2nd tallest I think and I had a hefty weight to back it up. I think I was about 5'2 or 5'3 back then and probs weighed 8-10 stone (yeah I was a fat kid....was) anyway one lunch time I was inline with the rest of my class waiting for lunch and we started messing about as kids do with the lad behind me trying to push past me with no success as I was twice his size. Anyway I ended up just oickin him up and moving him back when our teacher came over to intervene. She was slightly taller than me but def lighter, she was a very attractive woman from what I remember. Long blonde hair, blue eyes and slim. She told me to behave in a playful kind of way when one of my class mates suggested jokingly they I could do the same to her. She just laughed it off but was still standing right in front of me. I guess I got a rush of blood and out of nowhere wrapped my arms around her and picked her up in a bearhug. She let out a kind of shriek and my class mates all started to laugh. She must have been so embarrassed looking back now but she didn't shout at me too much, I had lifted her just high enough so for all of 10 seconds her boobs were in my face. That was the first of many of my lifting experiences.

JoshAug 16 2015 9:18am
Hi MI . Your story is the best

redAug 16 2015 4:09pm
There's a new PE teacher at the school, let's call her Sarah, 25 years old, gorgeous 5'7'' brunette with great legs (I'm so envious of her), has a background in dance and gymnastics and now she practices crossfit. She was giving her first class to the group formed by Dennis and the other boys that were lifting the girls the other day, 5 boys and 9 girls in total in that class. I was on my free time so I decided to eavesdrop, I heard her say that boys and girls at 13 years old are equally capable physically and it's not until the boys turn 16 or 17 that they become naturally stronger. Seeing and experiencing these boys strength first hand I couldn't help but chuckle. "Therefore all activities will be mixed, I heard your past PE teacher would divide you in gender groups, that won't happen here, everyone is as capable" Even the girls were puzzled, they know their male classmates can lift two of them easily whereas they can barely lift each other when they play. Sarah put the whole group to practice drills, the boys were outperforming the girls. I could see Sarah getting more impressed by the minute as she saw the boys doing the exercises much faster than the girls. She decided to show the boys a lesson as she is fit, "okay boys, I see you have been practicing, but don't you dare think you are stronger than a grown girl, Who wants to compete against me?" I thought Dennis was going to, but Matt beat him to it and stepped forward, Matt is the other boy I saw who could lift two girls with just one arm. Now Sarah is really fit, she asked one of the girls to come forward, she kneeled down behind her and stoop up with her on her shoulders. "Squat competition Matt, I will be doing it with a person on my shoulders to make it fair for you, if you beat me I will admit boys are stronger and I will divide the group in two" she said and stayed silent as if Matt would just give up by her confidence. "That wouldn't be fair Miss" Matt said as he put himself behind two of his girl classmates, he bent behind them and stoop up with a giggling girl sitting on each of his shoulders. "Now this is more fair, should we begin? Matt said" I saw Sarah's face in awe as this 13 years old boy was accepting the squat challenge holding not one girl but two girls, confident he would win. Then her face turned red, she came here to show boys a lesson in gender equality and was not about to lose. "Okay Matt, just don't hurt yourself boy, or I will be in trouble", she said as she squatted down, counting each squat Matt started squatting down at the fourth rep but quickly caught up with Sarah. She was impressive, 15 squats and still going, you could tell she was reaching her limit as she slowed down, Matt keep her pace, she finally couldn't come up at the squat 20 and the girl dismounted from Sarah's shoulders. She was exhausted. Matt completed squat 21 and let the girls dismount off his shoulders, he was tired but seemed like he could keep going for at least 30 squats. Sarah was silent, she seemed like she couldn't believe she lost to a 13 years old boy, specially as he was holding twice the weight. She finally muttered "Okay, I admit boys are much stronger than girls, from now on I will divide the class in two groups", Dennis stepped forward and suggested not to divide the class, "we should do the same excercises, first the girls do the drill and then when it's our turn we boys do the same excercise but with the weight of the girls on us to make it fair, since there are more girls than boys, we would pick two girls up each" Sarah admitted Matt could do that but not the rest of the boys. The boys sighed as they went for the girls and each grabbed two of them throwing them on their shoulders, except Dennis who only went for one, Sarah was in disbelief, but she managed to speak, well, that's cool but now you are left with only one girl, 9 girls only so one of you wouldn't be lifting as much weight, that would be unfair. Dennis approached Sarah, you are wrong Miss, there's one more girl in the class, she was confused, she finally caught on "Wait, you don't mean myself right? No way in hell boy" Dennis simply smiled and started approaching her, with a girl still on his left shoulder, Sarah got scared and started running away, now she is fit and sure runs fast, but Dennis still caught her and with a swift move threw her on his right shoulder, Sarah screamed like a little girl as she felt her feet leave off the floor. Sarah was kicking and protesting but the rest of the class was cheering on Dennis, she walked around the patio with his classmate in one shoulder and Sarah on his other shoulder as if exposing his prize, he finally stopped and let down his classmate, but not Sarah. She had given up, no matter how hard she beat on his back and kicked her feet Dennis just held her there firmly. "okay Dennis you made your point, now put me down" Dennis told her not until she complied with his request. She stayed silent for a minute dangling on this boy shoulder before answering. She muttered with a very embarrassed voice, okay Dennis, let's do this, if you can lift me over your head I will comply with your suggestion, put me down and after you rest a bit you try to lift me over your head, okay?" Dennis smiled, "but I'm not tired Miss Sarah, I don't need to put you down" and without putting her down he shifted her into a cradle, he bent down and threw her up a bit into the air, just enough to put his hands behind her thigh and mid back, she kept kicking and shrieking the whole time, Dennis was not put out of balance by this, he simply started pressing Sarah up as if she weighed nothing. I was mesmerized, I had experienced Dennis strength myself but seeing him do this to another woman was incredible, she was clearly taller than him but her body just kept rising up as if she was being lifted by ropes. she screamed in a mixture of joy and embarrassment as the girls and boys cheered him. She held her for good 30 seconds before finally letting her down. Sarah was speechless, she dismissed the class and went for a seat in the school terraces as the boys and girls kept playing. I approached Sarah, she was red in embarrassment, "Stephanie, you were watching right?", "Dennis is an specially strong boy Miss, don't be embarrassed, he has done even more impressive things with me believe it or not". We chatted about this as we saw the boys running around and picking up the girls for the next few minutes. We even saw Dennis doing a double chair lift with two of her classmates, she couldn't believe he just lifted two girls over his head with just his hands, he turned around and saw us sitting there watching him, he smiled and let the girls down and pointed at us, inviting us to be his liftees, "No way Sarah muttered", I was impressed too, but I had been there before so I knew he could probably do it, I was wearing a short dress this time and I knew how sneaky Dennis hands are, I was not about to let that happen... not if there were more people watching at least, so I hastly said my goodbyes and left from there... Something happened after school but I'm too embarrassed to tell it right now.

StephanieAug 17 2015 9:28am
Great story Stephanie, I hope that you will write about the after school event soon.

MEBAug 18 2015 1:37pm
Yeah me too, and great story

Miss JAug 19 2015 12:36am
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