Catfishing or Catfished - A sweet lift and carry story

I matched with this girl on Tinder - who was honestly too good to be true. She had girl next door vibe, nerdy, all her pictures were in indian clothes or plain sweet t shirts. I guess everyone puts better than their best foot forward. I have exaggerated my height and strength with some photoshop magic so I can get some matches.We hit up really well. I didn't mention that I have a PhD because that intimidates some girls. I liked how funny she was, she liked how smart I am. We decided to meet for our first date at this upscale restaurant. I dressed up in my coolest flack shirt and chinos. I think I cleaned up well, I rolled my sleeves up to give an impression of the strong dude I projected on Tinder. 

I arrived there 10 minutes early and got our table set up, ordered some wine and held the flowers. This hottie in a nice red dress walked in, my eyes should be looking for my date but they were set on her. She checked in with the hostess and walked right to me - it was Rhea, she was 5 minutes early. I got up and said how nice it is too meet her, she took the flowers and giggled with excitement. The whole evening was a dream, we talked about our favorite things, movie quotes, life, ambitions, goals. At the end, we got up and walked out of there, I noticed her heals make her slightly taller than me and hoped she didn't notice, to be fair, her frame looked a lil bigger - not fat hella toned - than I expected from her profile. I said I can drop her back home. She agreed and gave me a humble chance to flaunt my fancy car. The car ride was also a dream, we laughed, sang, stopped for some post dinner chaat. It was finally time for me to drop her at her apartment, I got out and opened her door, she got out and said I didn't have to do that, and she really enjoyed going out today. I said me too. She said, "I should go", I said "Yes". and she turned around and started walking and I just saw my chance for a kiss walk further and further away until she entered her building reception. I turned around and slowly dejectedly walked back to my side of the car and opened my door of the car, and suddenly, I felt a hand on my waist and turned me around, it was Rhea, WOW, thats some move and grip this girl has. She kissed me against the car- A good long french kiss . wow .... I am in love...

She pulled out of kiss, smiled and ran back home. I got giddy with excitement and drove back home. 

We went on several dates - so many dates. The issue of me exaggerating my height and muscles never came up neither did her hiding stuff from me and hide she did, really well. Rhea is what you call an extra ordinary person - she is precise, graceful, beautiful, and surprisingly strong. It didn't bother or occur to her at all but I was mesmerized by how strong and badass she was. In bowling, she would casually throw the heaviest ball and act if its a fluke. In a fair game of shooting BB guns, she got a perfect score and won us a teddy bear where I could get just 2/10 shots. She could change a tire, carry heavy boxes of books up flight of stairs when we helped her sister move, and drink a lot lot more than me. Yet she still really liked me, she was always surprised at what all I know and how much.

After 3 weeks of dating, I finally decided to tell her that I am a scientist. She met me at her sister's engagement wearing this shiny saree and a shawl. I wore a suit with a t-shirt. After the engagement, I held her hand and looked into her eyes and told her that I am actually not just an engineer, I am a scientist, pretty well established. She smiled and hugged me tight, and whispered "Thanks for telling me, I also have something to tell .....uh show you". She stepped a few steps back and took the shawl off. That saree was still doing stuff, it started raining ....."perfect timing" she said, as she rolled her shoulders and struck me a pose and my heart just stopped- she was toned - like toned but when she flexed, her muscles were actually big - bigger than mine.... she adjusted the saree pallu to throw another seductive - her abs were so defined, the rain made her peticoat wet making her thighs stand out. I always knew but I didn't how far her muscle definition goes. She came close to me and took my hands....made me dance a lil completely controlling my body, she turned me around and felt me from behind. She danced around a lil more making me horny, and dipped me real low...... in her arms... and then told me "I am actually a fitness model and an MMA fighter". I was speechless - she was a dream, I smiled and kissed her as she pulled me up mid kiss, and lifted me up in front lift and rotated me in the rain. Her pec muscles made my crotch so excited, she kept going as I held her boulder shoulder, she just slightly pushed my butt up and down - making me really excited as she moved around effortlessly - as if i am weightless to her. she did it once again but this time got me all the way down to waist level and all the way up to her chest again and I arched my back looking up in rain as i ejaculated in my pants yelling - I love you Rhea.... and I collapsed over her shoulder. She stood there as I felt her back and butt , she carried me up to her family house, and adjusted me into a sweet intimate cradle position. I was insanely comfortable. I hesitated to go in in her arms with wet pants... she said "everyone in my family knows about me and rain made us all wet" and winked.

She carried me in front of her sister, who said - "Aww so cute". in front of her mother who noded her head and her father who put a hand on my shoulder and asked "All okay young man" I said yes.... I felt zero shame in the arms of this amazon as she got me all the way up to her room and we undressed - making out passionately. That night I got to explore all her definition in muscle and we had sex a bunch of times. she said her body changed all the time, would i like to explore her forever ?

I amazed by her forwardness.... I grabbed her toned butt and her shoulder and looked into her eyes and said YESSSSS