Agonophilia

Personally, used to get really excited just on reading the encyclopedia paragraphs about women under the topic of wrestling, or reading the few sentences of divas scrapping in some opera composer's biography, or some south American fable with a scene of FF. Oh by golly...
 
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I've got a kink for this; it goes hand in hand with my macrophilia. Watching a big guy wreak havoc someplace, or fight off the military, or have a showdown with someone else his size? Yum.

Let's just say I'm hella looking forward to Pacific Rim.
 
Anyway, apologies for the long winded rant and thanks for the fanfics. There is a pro shojo manga author by the name of Akiko Monden who has created two series of manga concerning FF that feels emotionally quite similar to your story of the journey against Ryoko. One is called "Ryuu no Kesshou".

Ohh?? Thanks for the lead! I need to go check it out.
 
I have only got to really do this a few times in my life but I have to say it is very fun and a big turn on. It sorta brings out the animal instincts in you.

PS Katie I think I love you cuz you are into this and you based your story in Fall Out 2 times.lol
 
I have only got to really do this a few times in my life but I have to say it is very fun and a big turn on. It sorta brings out the animal instincts in you.

PS Katie I think I love you cuz you are into this and you based your story in Fall Out 2 times.lol

Lol well I hope you like the story.

I'm working on chapter 2 even as we speak.
 
I often think of certain women I have seen in the gym working out. They are not hugely muscled, just very focused and working out hard. They have an intensity that is so sexy.

I can picture this one gal, maybe 35, 5'6, 130 lbs. totally focused on her workout. She would strain and push herself to get that last rep out. The light sheen of sweat and nice muscle tone (not bulk) was very sexy.

Perhaps this appeals to me as I love non-passive women when it comes to sex.
 
Sometimes I think there's a bit of overlap between an armpit fetish and a biceps fetish... they are... proximate fetishes, maybe? :p
 
If you are interested in stories with smart female protagonists who can deal with intellectual, political, AND physical life-or-death conflicts, I strongly recommend the author hammingbyrd7. When I discovered his stories a couple of months ago, he rocketed to the top of my all-time-favorite-authors list and I read through his entire catalog (on my cell phone, no less, as a measure of my dedication). He definitely celebrates women who are extremely smart, strong, fit, athletic, and can fight. PLEASE NOTE that if you want to read all the stories in his stunning Aina saga, you will have to read them on another site (just google "hammingbyrd7").
http://www.literotica.com/stories/memberpage.php?uid=286888&page=submissions

Have fun,
- curl

Cross posted to the Muscular Women and the Fitness-themed stories threads:
http://forum.literotica.com/showthread.php?t=781622
http://forum.literotica.com/showthread.php?t=628202
 
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April

I too enjoy physical and mental struggle and the struggle aspect is definitely the most arousing. I despise 'quitting'. Submission is of course a different story. It is far better to do your absolute best and overcome or be overcome, if that is what happens. Or to be placed in impossible positions and discover your limit, or realize it was only a horizon!

One of the most fulfilling sexual experiences I ever had was as a 25 year old, all full of myself in prime condition and but a mere 6 months out of leaving my doctoral program. I had only recently realized my calling subduing what the earth had to give, and spent my days hammering and chipping stone, creating permanence where before my contributions were written or spoken, and decidedly ethereal. I felt that I was at the top of my game intellectually and physically. I could wake up in the morning and believe I could pull down walls with my fingers.

Enter April, also 25, 6' Amazon goddess, long blonde hair fuscia fingernail polish....she was a professional arborist, experienced at manipulating her strength in the trees and on the ground. She had the confidence to reach, grab and hold on to whatever she wanted that was within reach. I came on to her on her second day of work and she one-two'ed me sternum/jaw and when I came to I felt as if I were seconds from orgasm. I was and am used to petite women, being able to pick them up like newborn kittens, doing with them what they allowed. I was to find that the violence was only foreplay to April, who would then test the boundaries of what I had previously believed was 'strength'. She would never quit, but rather eventually submit, and allow me whatever I desired. The struggle awakened me to my nature. I laugh when I think about what I was before April.

I still am drawn to demure, teasing, feminine, submissive qualities in women, but April destroyed my preconceived notions of what a woman was and is and I still am drawn like a moth to powerful, confident, physically capable women.

April could tie knots. She had to....a piece of tree could go astray. When she tied something off, it stayed tied. When she untied me and cast me off, I almost went under.

I enjoy watching women's crossfit, and most womens' sports as it is stimulating to watch their competition with others and with themselves.
 
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