Even if you happen to be the kind of guy (or girl) who is open about their attraction to muscular females, you probably leave this particular aspect of it unsaid (I imagine). Not an easy thing for the non female muscle head to, er, get their head round this one, if possible at all. In fact, do we even truly understand our own endless fascination for the mighty rivers of blood that traverse the muscles of our goddesses?
Perhaps they are just another example of the "otherness" of the female bodybuilder. Sure, there are some naturally vascular women out there (just as some FBBs are naturally more vascular than others), but being covered from traps to calves in pulsating cord-like veins only seems to occur in our beloved muscle babes.
Perhaps they serve as our guidelines for worship. Are them veins showing us exactly where to lick/kiss/touch for her pleasure? Unfortunately, I have never had the chance to put this theory to the test so I'll have to take someone else's word for it, but I have been told that if you tap the inner base of a flexed female bicep it activates a neural pathway that runs all the way to the vaginal wall, so that does make me think there might be something to it. Anyway, if true, it's yet another good point to make when explaining your sthenolagnia to friends, family or therapist ("You don't even have to find their erogenous zones! They're all marked!!!"). Nice idea, isn't it?
And that would mean that for some, if not most, if not ALL, female bodybuilders, well, that erogenous zone pretty much covers their whole body. Yep.
Returning to something akin to reality [surely not! - ed.], perhaps we should just file these under "Freaky and I Love It!" and not worry ourselves too much with the whys and wherefors. Let's just sit back, relax and get our vascular freak on.
And there are few freakier and (therefore) few sexier sights in the female muscle lovin' world than pulsating rivers of blood adorning magnificently muscled legs. Now I'm not normally a "quad" type of guy, but I have to confess that if you delve into the freakier corners of the FMS collection, you'll find plenty of this sort of thing.
These women embrace their "otherness", and it's not just about the veins that adorn their muscles, it's the muscles themselves. They celebrate their freakiness, delight in being different. They revel in their rivers of blood and make no apologies for doing so. Maybe the confidence that takes is the key to the attraction of it after all. Or maybe it's just that I'm wired to find, say, the vascular mosaic of Margie Martin's quads (below) every bit as unique and beautiful as a work of art - and a lot more erotic!
And finally today, a little nostalgia: the "classic" vascularity of Robin Parker.
Giffed for your pleasure by Erotic Muscle Beasts on Tumblr
Enjoy!
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