+Notable Author [kickfan] *Heidi* series~collected

[Female Bodybuilding]

Heidi closed her eyes and sighed as she eased the viselike grip on her
captive's beet-red face. Reaching down with delicate fingers, she parted
her unyielding dewy crevice for her plaything's waiting tongue to
penetrate. The hot vixen squealed with instant glee, never before
experiencing a sensation so yummy feeling. Only her manipulation ever
probed this rare territory. It was heavenly tactility on duel levels; the
eager warm lingua tickling her deep inside, but even better the compliant
subjugation from this older educated woman. Heidi could tell Ms. Stewart's
psychological and moral barriers were slowly beginning to corrode; in no
time they would crumble.

The teen clamped her hard thighs around the counselor's head and rolled
onto her back to get more comfortable, whipping the woman's body over like
a giant rag doll, unconcerned with the injurious torque she applied to Ms.
Stewart's neck in the impulsive movement. A long muffled cry: the
vibrations felt delicious inside Heidi. The teen giggled as she squeezed
her living doll harshly again, inducing another muted scream from the
helpless woman. "Sorry Msss. Stewart, you got me so excited I forgot how
strong my legs are, get the feeling you won't forget though." She bit down
on her index finger, sucking on in her knuckle, trying to contain her
laughter. The trapped woman continued her duty without hesitation seeking
to please this superior little vixen. She detected the swollen nub of
Heidi's clitoris. The tip of her tongue kneaded it in rapid circular
swirls, hardening it to a sweet fleshy stone. The teen split her knees out
horizontally and rested her small tan feet on the back of the woman's neck
creating an open banquet, giving total access to her moistened honey pie.
"Ooooooh, right there lady, don't you fucking move an inch from that spot
if you know what's good for you, keep it slow, yeah, nice." Heidi cupped
her head by the ears, steering Ms. Stewart's mouth while methodically
rocking her pelvis up and around.

Heidi breathed deeply as in a trance as her mind drifted back to the event
that initiated this unexpected course of action. The events shaped in
Heidi's mind like watching a favorite movie as Ms. Stewart buttered her
popcorn like a thirsty kitten with a bowl of milk. 'Those two big fucks,
they were the ones that got her into this whole stupid mess: horny dumb ass
college jocks.

Heidi was standing at her gym locker barefoot in her tight white leotard,
preparing to change into street clothes after winning the regional
gymnastics championship with her team. It was no surprise to anyone when
Heidi won the girl's all around with relative ease. She stuck around
reluctantly, receiving the obligatory praise from spectators and jubilant
team members alike. It got old but Heidi did her best to be gracious. Her
team members finally exited the gymnasium only after badgering Heidi to
agree to make an appearance at the post-tournament celebration. Now, she
stood there, finally alone with her own disquieting thoughts, staring at
another gaudy trophy she would have to stick somewhere. The creak of the
locker room door snapped Heidi out of her daze. The reverb of low toned
laughter echoed down the hollow tunnel from the entranceway. "Guy's... in
here, what the fuck?" Heidi whispered to herself in slight indignant
wonder.

They came around the corner, beers in hand; stumbling slightly and grinning
like idiots. "Ah... wrong room you too, the little boys room is that a
way." Heidi hoped to catch them off guard and embarrass them to leave
before one of them said the wrong thing and pushed Heidi's ultra-sensitive
buttons. "We know where we are, right Jack? "Yeah, fuckin'-A Mikey, we went
to school here baby, where are the rest of those cute tight-ass little
bitches we saw out there tonight prancing around huh? "Sorry guys,
everyone's gone home, it's really late, so why don't you do yourselves a
major favor and do the same before you ask for something you really can't
handle." They just stood there staring at her, mouths agape. "Just take
that stinky beer somewhere else while you still can walk straight.
Goodnight, boys." Heidi gave this matter-a-fact lecture while instantly
sizing both of them up and then turned back to face her locker. 'Definitely
older than me, both somewhat athletically built, tall, football players at
the community college by the emblems on their jackets, no big whoop.'
"Listen to that shit, this little high school cunt telling us where to go
and what to do. Hey bitch, why don't you use that smart ass trap of yours
to suck my cock, baby face?" "Yeah, with those pouty little lips she's
tailor made for giving us both head." The two bozos laughed heartily at
their coarse exchange and slapped high fives while slugging back more beer.

Both of them stared at the girl wearing arrogant smirks as Heidi slammed
her locker door shut, a flame ignited inside her, her dark side took
control. "Fine boys, let's do things your way then. You want little old me?
Come and catch me." Heidi dashed around them to the exit door opening up
into the large gymnasium before they could even react. " This is so
perfect, they want to play, let's play here." Heidi hissed as she looked
around the empty room hearing their trampling sneakers slapping the tile
hallway behind her. They burst out through the locker room door assuming
she was already gone, running for help; startled to see her sitting there
adorably cute in a full split on the floor exercise mat stretching out.

" What took you so long boys, Heidi too fast for you big college men?" They
stood there bewildered by this small girl's calm audacity. "O.K. then,
who's first, or do you want me to do you both together, hum?" The horny
fools grinned broadly, as they looked at each other in bewildered shock.
"Well, come on then, don't have all night." Heidi patted the thick blue
floor mat with a sexy smile rubbing her beckoning crotch with the other
hand; her innocent blue's sparkle, containing shrouded rage. As they
approached her, the inebriated jocks took note of how incredibly fit this
compact girl actually was. Amazingly, more athletically built than the
older female they had seen at college, and she was extremely hot too. How
could they be so lucky? "We hit the jackpot didn't we Mikey?" "Yeah man,
this little wise ass chick has a smokin' body! Check out those legs,
fucking tight!" "Like my legs, do ya Mikey, and Jack is it?" Heidi stroked
the deep contours of her silky tan thighs as she flirted with them. "Wanna
see what this 'little high school cunt' can do with them as you so
eloquently put it?" Both were near, within a few feet of Heidi as she
slowly pressed herself from a full split to a handstand without the
slightest sign of effort. The two men stood before her amazed and aroused
by her control of that muscular little body. Looking at them upside down,
Heidi coldly stated, "come on boys, its playtime."

Heidi did an explosive pushup from her handstand thrusting herself upright
landing directly between the two of them. Without delay she sprang up and
kicked out high and up to both sides striking through their heads with the
hard bottoms of her feet. Before they knew what happened they were reeling
in opposite directions, tossing their bottles of beer in the process. Heidi
nimbly landed to the harmonious sound of pain-racked wails from the two
surprised men. Jack was in worse straits than Mike, clutching his jaw,
writhing in agony as blood poured from his shrieking mouth. Mike stumbled
back as if shot, then dropped to his knees with a mild concussion from her
heel smash to his temple, trying to control the nauseating throb in his
head and stomach. Heidi smiled at them both, then quickly back-flipped her
way directly atop Mike's kneeling form. She landed deftly around his jacket
collar yanking up hard on his hair, wedging his thick neck into her warm
Lycra covered crotch as her thighs slammed shut with panic inducing force.
His hands flailed upward to hopelessly attempting to pry open her corded
inner thighs. Heidi gritted her teeth and giggled maniacally as she
constricted the noose on his neck to optimum power trapping his big hands
in the process as she repeatedly smashed the heels of both hands
simultaneously against his ears, the sinew of her white sleeved arms
defining sharply with every blow. His screams choked off by the teen's
leggy stranglehold as she relentlessly wailed on him with brain injuring
palm strikes. A repetitive sound like a hard overhand volleyball serve
echoed of the hollow walls. Heidi began feeling a warm wetness on her
hands; blood seeped from his hemorrhaging eardrums. His arms drooped to his
sides as his body went completely slack. Heidi breathed with intense
arousal as she spread her thighs and let his head fall. His nose broke
against her hard jagged calf muscle with an audible crunch, twisting his
blue face to the side as he hit the mat.

Heidi stepped on his cheek and twisted on her way to Jack as he was rising
to his feet moaning about his jaw. "Awwww, did lil' old me hurt the big
dumb college jock? Here, let me kiss it and make it all better." The nimble
teen bursts full speed at him, as he became fully erect still cupping his
mouth in his hand. He had no possibility to react as she threw herself into
a furious side aerial kick whipping her legs around like a tan windmill
striking with both callused soles consecutively in lightning speed. His
hand got mangled against his mouth on impact, crushing bones like dry
kindling impeding the target of her deadly bare feet. He dropped like an
anchor to his hand and knees from the brain jarring kick, drooling and
sobbing over his swelling hand and jaw.

[Female Bodybuilding]

"So, still in the mood for a blow job Mikey?" Heidi reared back and kicked
him hard in the ribs with her instep. The 6 foot two twenty year old was
launched off the floor reeling toward his sleeping friend. He hugged his
shattered ribs, screaming in pain as Heidi stepped forward and sent another
damaging kick to his opposite side doing further internal harm. His mouth
spewed dark blood as he came to a writhing halt against Jack's form. He
pleaded through a crimson maw for her to stop before she killed him. "Only
if you do exactly what I say. If you even look at me funny I'll break you
apart like a fucking piñata. He nodded rapidly up to Heidi, whimpering
through rattled breaths. To a witness, this sight would seem completely
surreal. Two men of twenty years, both over six feet tall and at least one
hundred pounds heavier than this sixteen year old little fury. The two of
them lie helpless and or unconscious before her, beaten and bloody with
serious injuries. All caused by a hard bodied high school gymnast in only a
matter of seconds.

Heidi faked another frightening kick at Jack, making him cower and moan.
The teen grinned as she stepped over him and hurriedly stripped off Mike's
jeans and boxers. Somehow, to Heidi's amusement and Jack's disgust, his
friend sported a full hard-on even in his unconscious state. "He must have
really liked getting between my legs huh Jack? Now get to work you cock-
sucker!" Heidi's eyes narrowed as she pointed to Mike's large stiff member,
glaring down at Jack as he realized what she had in mind. "No, I can't,
don't make me...uhhhhh!" Heidi snapped the ball of her foot under his chin,
knocking his head around as he flopped over his friend's bare groin. "Do it
now! I won't ask you nice again fucker." He sobbed like a baby shaking his
head in denial as he half-heartedly grabbed Mike's cock with a trembling
hand, closing his swollen red eyes as he tried to open his swollen mouth to
make room for his indignant task. "Yeah, that's it Jack-off, suck it just
like you wanted me to, show me how you college men like it done."

Heidi looked down to see Mike start to stir, aroused by the sensation of
wet suction around his big boy. The teen straddled him and slid down into a
split over his head before he could realize what his friend was doing
below. Heidi clamped her thighs under his chin and pulled up on his head,
garroting his neck in a potentially lethal reverse scissors, pinning his
arms down with her superior position. His eye's flickered rapidly to the
incredible sight of Heidi's muscular gluteus pressed against his face. The
teen flashed an evil smiled over her shoulder at his captive purple head as
she yanked aside her leotard and relaxed her hold for a second to force his
exposed tongue into the deep cranny of her super-tight ass. Heidi giggled,
amused by this strange sensation as she compressed her cheeks around his
tongue and head. His form twisted vainly, trying to free himself from her
deadly humiliating vice. His legs convulsed in terrorized panic,
temporarily halting the hummer Jack was loathsomely providing. Heidi just
glared at the fool, provoking him to immediately continue without balking.
The girl bared down hard on her captive, biting her lower lip with quick
sharp torque's of neck wrenching power, her neck-length silky chestnut
tangles bounced around with the furious jolts, abruptly switching off
Mike's lights and his annoying movement. Nothing ever turned her on faster
than knocking someone out cold using only the pure muscular strength of her
legs.

Heidi ripped aside her leotard, riding his facial features, jack hammering
the back of his head into thick floor mat, blowing back her bangs from her
eyes, building to an earth-shattering climax. Her moans became animalistic
as she arched her back and locked her bulging arms out below her, clenching
the thick red leather of his letterman's jacket. Jack gagged as Mike
unknowingly shot his hot load into his buddy's mouth. He rolled off
retching and spitting out a warm semen blood concoction. Heidi was
oblivious. She came hard; vibrating every twitching muscle, glazing Mike's
disfigured face like a big fresh doughnut as she bucked up and down
hammering her box hard against his head.

The girl's breaths relaxed as she opened her eye's to see Jack crawling
slowly away on his hands and knees halfway to the exit. Heidi sprang to her
feet, adjusted the torn elastic over her exposed mound and skipped quickly
in front of him. "Where do you think you're going? I told you not to stop
didn't I, and you didn't even swallow!" He peeked up into her gorgeous
contemptuous blue eyes as she snap-kicked him senseless with four sharp jaw-
splintering strikes from the hard ball of her bare foot. His head dance
rapidly before his arms collapsed and his face smacked against the cold gym
floor like a melon. She giggled gleefully as she dragged him by the hair
back to his immobile buddy, placing his face right where it was supposed to
be. Tickled with her work on these two macho dick-heads, Heidi pranced off
to the locker room to change clothes and grab her trophy before heading off
to the party. Looking at the statue now, she saw it in a new light,
thinking of it more like a unique award for taking out of two older jerks
and sexually humiliating them rather than just another piece of plastic and
metal for her exceptional gymnastics. She would keep this one in a special
place of honor to remind her of tonight.

      Heidi grinned smugly like the Cheshire Cat as she returned to the
present and Ms. Stewart's whimpering voice. Heidi had cum during her
daydream with the same ferocity as she did upon Mike, how deliciously
ironic she thought with a giggle. The woman's face was numb and red from
the lingual exercises and crushing grip from the girl's relentless thighs.
"I think you deserve a little something for your effort Ms. Stewart." Heidi
peeled the woman's sore red face from her inner thigh and pulled her up to
rest on the pillow next to Heidi. The woman looked into her capture's eye's
hoping for some sign of approval and gratitude for doing something she
never before had done or even considered doing. The teen smiled warmly,
handing her a glass of cool water while soothing Ms. Stewart's face, wiping
her sweat soaked hair from her eyes.

"Wow, you were real good, not that I'm any kind of expert on the subject
but yeah, you did me just fine." The woman's eyes and heart lit up with
hopeful approval for the first time since she could remember with anybody.
" You like touching my body don'tcha Ms. Stewart, like all my cute little
muscles?" The woman nodded with slight embarrassment for honestly admitting
this to herself. " Ummm, thought so. Like it sooo much better than that fat
fuck's downstairs?" Again, a hesitant nod as she thought about Frank like a
distant memory. "Good, then you deserve to get off really good, just like
Heidi did." She caressed the woman's face as she propped herself up to sit
on the pillow. "Don't get the wrong idea, I'm not going down on you, I'm
not really into that, but I will give you pleasure like I'm sure you never
had before." The flush woman's heart raced wildly. Orgasms were a concept
she had discounted from ever happening with selfish Frank around. He came
and then he slept, nothing more, ever.

Heidi rolled the woman over on her back and straddled her head from behind.
"I want you to play with yourself Ms. Stewart, you can do that, right? I'm
going to do something I think is called autoerotic asphyxiation. Only in
this case it won't be auto because I'll be doing that part, you just do the
other, alright?" The woman's mind raced with panicky thoughts all over
again. 'This is how she is going to finish me, I knew it, she doesn't
really care.' "Just relax, calm down, get things started down there and
don't freak out when I do my thing, trust me, you'll love it."

The shivering woman closed her eyes as she lay back on Heidi's hard
abdomen. The teen grabbed the woman's hand and sucked on her fingers
moistening them with her saliva, partially calming the worried woman. The
counselor reached down with her wet digits and began the manipulation.
Heidi slowly coiled her left calve across and under the woman's chin. The
flexed calf muscle pushed up her face exposing her vulnerable alabaster
neck. Ms. Stewart gurgled a slight sound of discomfort from the awkward
angle. "Shhhhh" Heidi whispered as she brought her right leg down to cross
over her left foot. She gently guided the woman's free hand to stroke the
knotted muscle of her calf bulging beneath her neck, then guided her hand
to the thick teardrops of Heidi's lower thigh. The silky warm hardness felt
erotic and alien to anything she knew; it felt both very arousing and very
dangerous. "Yeah, stroke my muscles, feels nice doesn't it, getting you all
wet just touching them, Ms. Stewart?" Heidi flexed her thigh out hard,
swelling the muscles to a marble-like satiny finish. The woman's heavy sigh
was all the answer Heidi needed. She smiled seductively cruel as she curled
back her right leg under her other foot securing a figure four noose around
the powerless woman's neck. "It's go time, enjoy the ride." Heidi locked
down the inescapable hold on her long neck as the woman tried frantically
to stimulate herself. It started to work, she picked up the pace, entering
the zone for Heidi to bare down. Slowly, Heidi pulled back on the lever of
her right foot causing her bulbous right calf to choke off oxygen to the
woman's brain. At the same time, Heidi's corded inner thigh and adductor
muscles reduced blood flow there as well. A slow controlled stranglehold
left Heidi with omnipotent power of life or death over the woman. Ms.
Stewart's manual efforts started to wane; spittle drooled from her choking
lips due to the upsetting effect of the hold, so Heidi helped out.

The ultra flexible teen shimmied down from the pillow onto her side with
the woman's head in tow. She arched backward bending her torso far enough
back to see Ms. Stewart's failing hand. Heidi reached back between the soft
thin legs of Ms. Stewart and guided the woman's fingers to the necessary
rhythm. This action jump-started the woman's erotic motor as she took
control back moaning deeper, breaths coming in short gasps. Heidi knew the
moment was near. The woman rocked up on her feet, her torso suspended as
she dug in with an unbridled fever. Heidi waited another second and then
seized her with absolute constriction and python-like power. Instantly Ms.
Stewart felt the surreal amalgamation of the imminent surge of a monumental
orgasm and the terrified hysteria of complete strangulation. It was futile
to stop either from happening so she jiggled her fingertips frantically
upon her swollen clit as her mind fought against inescapable
unconsciousness. Heidi's jagged calf dug deep into the woman's throat
bending her head back toward Heidi. Her lids flickered in spasm as her
eyeballs rolled up toward oblivion. The pincer muscles of Heidi's adductors
burrowing in like steel clamps collapsing the sides of her tender neck and
blocking all vital fluids. Then, at once a tremor of internal spasms came
on deep inside Ms. Stewart. Heidi sensed this and loosened the pressure
slightly letting deprived oxygen and blood rushed back into her deprived
brain intensifying the immense wave of climaxing power surging in the form
of an orgasmic tsunami.

Heidi eased her leg constriction to allow Ms. Stewart the obvious birth she
needed to ride out this immense experience without breaking her neck. The
teen watched with giggling pride as the woman twitched with euphoric spasms
for what seemed to go on for minutes. Finally she collapsed, her body
shining with perspiration. The torturous pain in her neck and throat were
all but forgotten now. Only the burning glow of reaching the sexual zenith
for this middle-aged woman remained clear in her mind. And she had but one
beautiful twisted young girl to thank.

"You can speak now if you can. I know your throat must be awful sore right
now." Heidi smiled at her as she rubbed out the tightness in her thighs and
calves. "Please Heidi, let me do that for you. I have some wonderful
massage oil right over here. Never had the chance to use it, Frank didn't
like giving...." Her words trailed off as she stared down to the floor.
"What about Frank Ms. Stewart?" Heidi cocked her head up at her with a look
of innocent wonder. The woman seemed to think hard about this all-important
question, then her eyes brightened warmly as she met with Heidi's. They
both nodded as if reading each other's mind. "Gee, I don't know Miss
Jamison, Frank never did show up here today. I wonder where he could be,
hope he didn't get himself into some kind of trouble, you know how I worry
about him." She stated this without the slightest tinge of guilt, her face
as blank and unreadable as a professional poker player. Heidi smiled
knowingly to Ms. Stewart who returned a sly smile back. The girl sprawled
out across the fluffy bed. "So, how about that massage you were so hot to
give me, hum? You should see my legs; all my muscles are sooo tight.
They've had quite the intense workout here tonight you know."

The born-again woman rushed over to the vanity giggling like a schoolgirl
at a slumber party. She snatched the bottle of soothing oil then hurried
back to climb on the bed, eager to please Heidi, her new found mistress, in
anyway she desired.

At the first crack of dawn as Ms. Stewart slept off the roller coaster ride
of her life, Heidi crept downstairs to take care of the ugly task of
cleaning up Frank. Lucky for her, the previous owner of the house left a
big gas powered wood chipper in the back yard. After dragging his heavy
corpse outside, Heidi set him up like a headless dummy and practiced some
of her favorite breaking strikes on his legs, ribs and spine. The sounds of
bones cracking would sound like heavy wood splintering to anyone passing
by. His limbs twisted off with some heavy torque like greenwood branches.
With his trunk completely shattered and his limbs stacked neatly besides
it, Heidi turned on the chipper and let the blades take over.

Back inside Ms. Stewart had woke to the cracking noises outside and came
down stairs to help out. Heidi watched the woman on her hands and knees
mindlessly gathering up the gory fragments of Frank's skull, tossing them
in a plastic bucket as she found them. "Good morning Heidi, I thought you
might want these pieces also, I don't want to leave anything of his around
as a reminder. Did I tell you, he liked to hit me sometimes?" Heidi pouted
down to her, stroking her messy hair with a daughter's touch. "No, you
didn't. But he won't bother you ever again, o.k. Ms. Stewart?" The woman
beamed a smile up to Heidi. "Peg, please call me Peg if you want to." Heidi
grinned with twisted pleasure inside. 'She's mine.'

[Female Bodybuilding]

FUN IN THE SUN By kickfan

Heidi goes on vacation for a relaxing week in the tropical sun; based on a custom story request.


Warning, it gets a bit graphic, if strong descriptive violence offends you, this is not a story for you.



The crisp ocean breeze flutters the thin flowery curtains complimenting the
warm tropical sun shining though the open bedroom window, making for
another perfect day here on Paradise Island. The opportunity to escape the
crowded city, school responsibilities, and even her friends, if only for a
week, has been a godsend for the teen. So many precarious, confusing,
strangely arousing, almost surreal events were happening back home, the
chance to relax and regroup was one that Heidi could not pass up. She would
have to send her aunt a very nice thank-you card when she got back home for
setting up this trip for her. Heidi's face saddens with the realization,
'damn, that's tomorrow, already, just one more day' she thinks with a heavy
sigh as she rises from her fluffy bed in the rustic bungalow. She peers out
the large window that frames the crystal blue ocean. Her comfortable
private wooden hut is set deep into the jungle-like brush, but conveniently
within sight and less than fifty yards of the picturesque lagoon.

Heidi stretches her arms toward the ceiling, arching back and yawning as
she rubs the sleep away from her eyes. The full-length wall mirror across
the one room studio accommodates the teen with a complete view of her firm
sun drenched body. Back at home, Heidi kept her tan up the best she could
with the local parlor during the colder months and 'au natural' in the
summer. She appreciates the healthy glow the tanning gives her muscles,
accentuating the definition and depth of each hard earned fiber, but they
never looked as awesome as they do this moment. Her natural southern
European coloring emphasizes the rich golden hues created by this
equatorial, tropical environment, making her compact physique seem somehow
sleeker and sexier than ever. Heidi smiles in self-absorbed adulation,
standing cocksure in a curve hugging white half tee and a pearl satin
thong, analyzing her taut physique. Taking the week off from her daily
workouts has not hurt her in any way. If anything, her muscles appear to
have grown some during the days of rest and protein rich seafood.

Her adorable young face makes the level of physical perfection that her
body attains even more alluring and arousing. To look at her body only, one
would assume her age easily to be the early twenties; girls just reaching
their seventeenth birthday do not normally cultivate curvaceous mature
muscles to anywhere near this degree, but Heidi is definitely the exception
to the rule. Her face on the other hand has the innocent glow of a
heavenly, untouchable high school babe. With such an innocent appearance,
her angel-like features made many assume her age to be fifteen or less. If
she were a few inches taller, one would assume she had to be a model. Her
high full cheekbones beautifully contour the heart-shape outline of her
face. Those full sensuous lips give her a pouting look of Lolita type
seductiveness. A perfectly proportioned nose with an adorable slight upturn
lends to a sultry devilish puss when the edge of her mouth curls up in a
cocky yet sweet smile, showing off her glowing white teeth. All of these
features are merely compliments to her hypnotic blue eyes. Their deep
cerulean color draws instant attention to her like moths to a flame. The
innocent way she widens them and bats her lush dark lashes with doe-like
naïveté is a game she is extremely adept at and loves to play. A lustrous
bob of silky rich chestnut colored tangles cropped at neck length sets off
her gorgeous visage to perfection. The carefree athletic style fall freely
about her face with cinnamon highlights streaking along the bangs and tips
that curl about her cheeks and swishes and bounces in rhythm with her perky
gymnast strut. A perfect healthy tan enhances her flawless youthful image
with the mien of the athletic prodigy she is. No one ever suspects the
devious, calculating mind that hide behind such an innocent angelic face.

"Wow, my arms actually look thicker, no way." Heidi smirks with a giggle as
she curls up her arms in a wicked sexy double bicep pose facing the mirror,
twisting her upper body to view different angles. Her perky full chest juts
forward, accentuating her ultra-firm, beautifully rounded breasts, as she
cocks her amazingly tight, shapely, butt up high in a sizzling, self-
assured spread-legged stance, exhibiting a package of physical assets far
exceeding the norm of any girl in her age group and the envy of women years
older. A pair of bronze, silky smooth billiard-balls swells to glistening
hardness as vascular sinew develops along her contracting forearms. Heidi
pumps her fists tight as they converge over her thick shapely shoulder.

"No way" the girl giggles in half disbelief as she brings one hand down and
across to feel the balled bicep, making sure it isn't just a cruel trick of
the mirror. Her hand explores its solid warm fullness; she smirks proudly
as she discovers she cannot cup her petite palm over the entire muscle
head, her crotch tingles, feeling the pulsing hardness of her bicep,
imagining the terrible things she can do with these lethal arms. She
pictures the crushing, destructive power her blazingly fast fists can lay
upon those inferior fucks and annoying assholes back at school and at
places like her gym and martial arts studio, not to mention, their
potential strangling ability. She imagines jumping on the back and coiling
her arms around the neck of that scumbag 5th period gym teacher who is
always leering at her when he thinks she isn't noticing and watching him
turn five shades of red before passing out as her biceps collapse his
windpipe and cut off his life giving air supply.

It has been a while since she thought of such things; her mind ponders this
arousing image as her bright eyes drift deep into her reflection. Coming
back to the present, she sighs deeply, effortlessly contracting her
abdominals to unimaginable definition. Every little muscle in her torso,
the rigid prominent six-pack, the serrated forking muscles that streak over
her lower ribs like fingers, sexy, curvy obloquies, stand out proudly with
intimidating erotic strength, plating her 21" waist like a deep-golden
muscled corset. Heidi giggles again inducing all the muscles to jump and
twitch madly, this induces more laughter that causes her pussy to ache
painfully as she begins to feel turned-on, "god I look so fucking hot it
hurts!" Heidi runs her fingers down over bumpy ridges of her abdomen,
stopping at the bright gold ring piecing her darling little belly button.
She pirouettes facing away from the mirror to check out her practically
bare, bronze behind, pouting seductively as she arches back, protruding her
breath-taking butt out farther, cutely shaking it while pulling up on the
sides of her thong, causing the thin satin strip to slide deep between her
muscular cheeks. Giving a sexy little sneer, she flexes her glutes rapidly,
pinching them in and out, making her hamstrings, adductors, and bottom
flutter in a phenomenal display of complete muscle control.

"Ooooh, haven't lost that little talent, that's for damn sure" the girl
chirps and bares her clenched teeth as she arches her back and locks out
her legs, vibrating her glutes and hamstrings like a snare drum roll. Her
mouth hangs lazily open in a dreamy look of insouciance as she clenches her
ass-cheeks tight, instantly freezing them to a rock-hard and rigid satiny
stillness. Once again, her mind races with beautiful images of screaming
torment and bodily disfigurement these lethal limbs have inspired. The
mangled faces, kicked to featureless pulps and sounds of crushed, contorted
bones flood her mind like a familiar home movie as she unconsciously probes
deep inside her panties, massaging her middle finger between her pulsating
moistening lips.

"Yeah, fuck yeah, I need some real action, it's been soooo long." An evil
narcissistic grin comes over her gorgeous young face as she closes her eyes
and throws herself up in the air bouncing back on top the soft comforter,
knuckle fucking her hard, throbbing clit with intense determined fervor,
cooing as she sucks and bites her other index finger.

"Ummm, tee-hee, I want to break one, I'm gonna get some" she melodically
singsongs the nasty thought. Heidi humps her coiled fingers manically,
bringing her arched back high off the comforter in rigid stiffness in a
quivering bed thrashing quickie. Her hard, petite body bowing back,
slamming into the mattress, flexing back up, flailing about, her thighs and
torso muscles twitch and spasm involuntarily with the overwhelming power of
this spontaneous orgasm as she throws her flushed face side to side in
climactic ecstasy.

Minutes later, Heidi packs for the beach, still rubicund with slightly
labored breathing as she looks out onto the picture perfect lagoon. She
heads for the door, noticing a large bowl of fresh walnuts on the table.
The five-minute bed session roused her appetite and these nuts contain the
protein her muscles crave and to give her enough energy to get through the
day ahead. She scoffs at the heavy metal nutcracker atop the pile as she
knocks it from the bowl. One by one, Heidi grabs the large black walnuts,
grips them in her small palm, coils her strong fingers and it and simply
squeezes. Her pout tightens intently and her eyes narrow as she
concentrates on the resistant shell. A couple seconds later, a muffled
crunch brings the bright grin back to her face as she opens her hand to
find the splintered shell willingly spilling out its tender meat. She
eagerly picks out the meager prize and starts again on the next. Now, it is
but a game to see how fast she can bust these tough shells open. Grabbing
two at a time, she curls up each arm like doing a dumbbell curl, pumping
her fists as they rise and simultaneously cracking the nuts at the peak
height of her arm curl. Her biceps and forearms twitch, reacting to the
collapsing hollow sound in each fist. Her callused hands are too tough let
the shell fragments penetrate her palms and fingers. Her incredible grip
strength easily overcomes twenty nuts in only a couple minutes time. For
the final one she carries out the door with her, she casually lets it rest
in her left palm and then with a wicked hot grin, smashes it to a crumbled
pile with a lightning fast palm heel strike. Heidi bounces down the sandy
path as she brushes her hands together, hunger satiated.

Finding her usual spot for the last few days, Heidi spreads out her large
terrycloth beach towel and slips out of the wispy red sarong to apply her
suntan lotion. Her body already glistens from the bright sunshine
flickering off the stone-like tautness of her arousing physique.

"I can help you with that," A male voice startles Heidi from her tanning
preparations. Heidi spins around to see a young adult male, probably no
more than 19 or 20 grinning smugly, attempting to seem charming in his
obvious Latin demeanor. He is definitely from this region of the world; his
dark complexion and South American features are clear. He is taller than
the girl is by at least 6 inches and has a slight build, nothing muscular
about him. He is wiry, lithe, but almost too skinny. His cocky good looks
tells Heidi that this guy thinks he is some kind of 'ladies man', a Don
Juan type that believes that just his presence, his Latin appeal can cause
young American tourist girls to swoon. He could not make a worse assumption
with his current selection. Nevertheless, Heidi extends the bottle of
lotion out to him with a bright pearly smile.

[Female Bodybuilding]

"Yeah, sure, thanks, here, make yourself useful" Heidi says coyly with a
giggle as she hands the bottle to him. She turns her back to him so that he
can apply the creamy fluid all over her hard to reach areas and give him a
tasty view of her backside assets. The young man is startled, so excited;
he can hardly keep his hand from shaking as he squeezes out the coconut-
scented liquid. Never in his dreams has he seen a young girl with a body
like this, never. All week long, he had watched her from afar, spending
time with his friends and with other girls, trying not to compare the
blatant physical differences between those girls and this mystery girl, but
that task was increasingly impossible. His focus intensified as he watched
her swim and tan, the obsession growing stronger with each new day. He had
to say something soon to the incredibly cute teen that has been coming to
the same spot on the beach every day. He finally got the nerve up to
approach her after nearly a week of kicking himself for not trying. He had
to make it seem like it was no big deal to meet her. He put on his usual
arrogant macho charm and it worked somehow. Now he was actually touching
this amazing dream girl. His cock started hardening even before the initial
touch on her softball shaped shoulders.

      "Mmmm, feels nice having a nice strong pair of hands on me." Heidi
      sighed erotically as he works the lotion into her upper back and thick
      shoulders. Teasing him, Heidi arched her muscular back; expanding her
      lats and traps and tensing her insanely perfect behind, slowly jutting
      it out to brush up against his swim suit, feeling his heavy breath
      give an audible frustrated sigh obviously in response to her clenched
      rounded bottom passing across his stiff member.

"Wow, you really have an incredible body...for a girl." He spoke almost
unconsciously with ignorant Latin machismo as he massaged the silky cream
into her upper arms, feeling her tight ass press up against his upper
thighs and her triceps tense and lock out to rock hard contours.

Heidi turned her head slightly to the side and stated matter-of-factly.

"For a girl, is that what you said? No, I have an incredible body, period,
being a girl has nothing to do with it. That is what you meant right? You
would be very smart to remember that little fact ahh...what's your name
anyway?" Heidi spins around to look up to his face with her own adorable
cocky arrogance.

"Uh, Miguel, my friends call me Mick, he says with a heavy accent as he
extends one lotion covered, greasy hand out.

"OK, Miguel, I'm Heidi, and you can call yourself 'extremely lucky' to get
the chance to lay your hands on me, remember that too. I have seen you
staring at me all week; I am not blind. If you like, I could tell you
stories of some less fortunate that didn't get my permission to touch me."
She grips his hand softly and then increases the pressure slowly until his
mouth opens and eyes squint in obvious startled pain as her small but
sinewy strong, callused hand begins to tighten upon his long, bony fingers.

"It wasn't pretty, trust me on that." Heidi cocks her sweet face to the
side as she bears down on his hand.  Her fantastic grip strength is a
result of countless hours over the dozen years of gymnastics, having to
clasp tight on the uneven bars and the balance beam for minutes at a time,
not to mention a decade of grip strengthening exercises from her almost
daily martial-arts classes. She always gets a kick out of the shocked
expression when she easily brings a man down mentally and physically with a
simple handshake, like now. Miguel moans out as he fruitlessly attempts to
pull from her grip. Heidi grins with clenched teeth and tightens, her
forearm twitches with cable-like muscles as bundles of veins rise to the
surface, snaking toward her wrist and hand as she torques his wrist,
instantly dropping him to his knees, even with the slippery lotion to aid
him, he cannot escape her hold. Her strong petite hand painfully collapses
all four of his fingers over one another, shifting the bones around, as she
slowly bends his wrist against its normal alignment, watching him squirm to
contort his body position before she permanently damages his hand. Heidi
steps up close to him, his face almost brushing against her flat, ripped
abdomen as she holds his hand down to her side.

"Remember this little lesson and what I just told you and we won't have any
problems today. I am 'just a girl' as you say, but I am so much more than I
might appear, you really have no idea, just respect that fact. Believe me
Mogley, I am one little bitch you never want to fuck with."

"Yes, I believe you, please let go, my hand, you are going to break it", he
whines, staring up at her with pleading eyes. She releases her grip with a
sigh as he clutches his wrist and shakes out the numbing pain in his
fingers.

"Can't have that now can we? You still have a lot of rubbing to do with
that hand, Mogley." Heidi smirks as she spins around and sits down on the
beach blanket, watching him rise to his feet, examining and flexing his
sore hand. Heidi pats the blanket, indicating to him to hurry up and get
busy. Never in his life has a girl been so dominant with him, so cocky and
demeaning to his male superiority. He didn't know how to handle it. He
noticed his friends across the beach laughing heartily about something; he
only hoped they missed that embarrassing display that left him on his knees
pleading.

"Why do call me Mogley, my name is Miguel?" He states gruffly as he
crouches down with the lotion in hand.

Heidi lies down on her back and smirks at him. "Remember 'The Jungle Book',
the Disney movie? You remind me of the main character, simple as that, you
are Mogley to me." He looked at her cocky smirk, perplexed, unable to read
if she was complimenting him or making fun of him somehow. He had never
seen the movie. Heidi giggled as she closed her eyes in the direct sunlight
and motioned to him to get to it already.

For the next ten minutes, Miguel felt as though he was in heaven. His
memory of her crushing handshake was far, far in the back of his mind. He
was now exploring a physique on a girl that he never felt before, not huge
bodybuilder muscles but shapely defined compact muscles of a fitness
athlete that harden and expanded upon her every twitch and command. After
finishing with her thick shoulders and sinewy arms, he worked his massage
down to her back. The erotic groove of her spine deepened with hard thick
flesh on either side as he worked his hands down, approaching her bottom.
The extreme arch of her lower back into her buttocks was almost too much to
handle, such a curvy hard young body. How could a teenaged girl like this
build so much firm muscle, everywhere on her body? The feel of that bottom
was more solid than he ever imagined. He massaged each solid orb slowly;
rubbing the oil into her silky firmness; it seemed surreal, no girl has
ever made him feel so aroused yet so inferior just by sheer comparison. He
notices her relaxed arms crossed above her head. They are about the same
thickness as his, but she is about 40 pounds lighter. In addition, her arms
seem to flex with the slightest movement with muscle fibers of proportions
he has never owned. He cannot imagine how large they might grow if she
really tensed up, If her upper body seemed incomprehensible, her legs would
baffle him even more. His hands ache and grow tired just attempting to
knead the marble-like hardness of her thick hamstrings and diamond-shaped
calves. He shakes his hands out, feeling them start to tingle and cramp up
under the heavily resistant fiber of her leggy musculature.

"What's wrong, too much for you? Are you used to massaging skinny little
bony girls that just get all turned-on from your so-called manly grip? You
are going to have to try a whole lot harder to impress me. This is
definitely the lamest attempt at a massage I've had in a long time."

Heidi turns over to face him impertinently as he stares down at her
amazingly developed front side with hungry but bewildered eyes.

"Yeah, I know what your dirty mind is thinking, which side looks better; am
I right? Come on, move your butt, you are blocking the sun just sitting
there drooling on me Mogley, get rubbing, and put some strength into it
this time."

So caught up in her phenomenal torso, he mindlessly nods and squirts some
more lotion in his hand. Her impertinent attitude and mental domination
seems muted by the amazing image that he has the chance to touch, to
stroke. He starts the frontal massage from her legs, getting the chance to
ogle the undulating curves of her abdomen and breasts. Every stomach muscle
he ever imagined is on display in her torso. The prominent six-pack looks
more like an eight-pack with the added ridges near her sternum. The
serratus muscles streak that over her ribcage and obloquies that caress her
narrow waist and are defined and fully developed. He is mesmerized as she
breathes in and out, watching her chest expanding and torso contracting to
a deep concavity and then flattens out to a detailed washboard.  Never
before has he seen such an erotic powerful sight with any woman, his mind
spins in awe of this young girl. Yet still, she is a girl he tells himself.
He is a man, older, bigger, he has to be stronger; it is just that simple.
His hands rub there way up the sides of her thick sweeping thighs to the
bumpy ridges of her frontal quadriceps; she slowly flexes her legs stiff,
swelling the mass, causing his fingers to slide away like slipping on warm
bronze marble.

"Your legs, your body, Heidi, how do you, what have you done to get so
strong and developed?" He fumbles with a towel to remove the sand from his
hand that slipped off under her sudden leg flex.

"Oh, I do lots of things, gymnastics, weight training, and... oh a bunch of
stuff that wouldn't interest you, at least not right now, pretty strong,
huh?" Heidi glances up at him with her hand shading her eyes. Her innocent
grin disguises her amusement for this toy of a man she is easily playing
with. He nods with large dumbfounded eyes as he stares down at her rippling
little thighs, thinking trying to convince himself...she is just a girl,
she is just a girl.

His hands finally reach the promise land. He has always loved girls with
tight abs. This girl makes his wildest dreams pale in comparison. Yes, he
has seen the bodybuilders on TV and in magazines, but they were not real to
him, just some image to view. Here was proof, hard, tangible evidence that
such females were real. The impossible task for his mind to come to grips
with was the fact that this girl was but a teen, not twenty-five or some
older mature bodybuilder. She has developed a physique that cannot be...
but there it was.

His fingers lightly roll over the arousing contours of her taut tummy. The
golden little barbell shines brightly, pierced at the top of her belly
button so cute. The tactile sensation of each ridge and sexy bump of her
abdomen makes his cock swell stiffer and stiffer in his billowing blue
shorts. He cannot harness the pent-up frustration, the longing, the awe
inspired lust he feels for this girl much longer without acting upon it.
His macho attitude surfaces again in defense, in denial of his
uncontrollable desire.

"I can't believe your stomach. It cannot be as strong as it feels. I know
what you said but you are still a girl; you are not made of iron or stone."

Heidi sighs, "Again with this female shit, get over it already. I am a girl
and I am way stronger than you, just deal with it and shut the fuck up."
Heidi states this without giving him any notice or consideration.

Miguel feels an anger burning inside him. No girl can talk to him this way.
He has to defend his cracking male ego before this girl ruins him forever.
He makes a provoking play for her breasts, his hands slide up and grip
there firmness through the iridescent stringed top. He has never felt such
tender full breasts on such a young girl; yet they are as firm as her ass
cheeks, impossible.

"OK Mogley, that's quite enough rubbing. You have had your fun. You weak
handed, weak minded, stick boy. Leave right the fuck now and I might not
totally humiliate you in front of your friends over there." Heidi is
sitting up, fuming mad, and hoping to goad him to do something stupid.

He reacts out of instinct by trying to push her back down on her back from
his kneeling position. His open hand slaps against her washboard abdominals
with no effect at all.

"Oh, so you really want to see how strong I am, do ya really?" Heidi jumps
to her feet, easily beating his stumbling attempt to get up as she glares
at him and follows his eyes as he rises about six inches above her.

"You want a fucking demo? Go grab that football your friends were throwing,
now, Mogley, now!" Heidi commands him as she looks around and sees a broken
beach umbrella. The tattered cloth cover bends backwards along with the
supporting broken metal spires. Perfect she thinks as picks it up and feels
the weight. It is heavier than it looks, better metal construction than the
usual light aluminum, but still doable. He approaches Heidi with the
football in hand, as she motions to a beach waiter walking by with some
fresh coconuts on a tray with a straws sticking out the tops.

Miguel looks at her as she chooses the largest one from the tray and grabs
a dollar from her wallet to pay the waiter. "What is that for, are you
thirsty?"

"No, you'll see. Here, take this." Heidi tosses the long umbrella pole. He
drops the football and catches the pole before it hits him in the face.

He looks at her, irritated but curiously. "What do you want me to do with
it? It is broken."

Heidi rolls her eyes, "duhhh, I know it's busted, bend it for me, show me
how strong you Island men are. Do it and maybe I'll let you touch some more
of me?" Heidi licks her lips and clutches her firm grapefruit sized
breasts, swaying her hips seductively.

The young man instantly grabs the pole in a tight grip, shoulder with
apart. He grits his teeth and flexes his thin arms. Heidi smirks as she
watches his face vibrate with the strain, his deep tan complexion growing
red under the resistance of the unyielding metal. He exhales heavily and
slumps forward shaking his head.

"It won't bend, you tricked me. It is too thick." He tosses the pole back
to Heidi with frustrated anger in his eyes.

"Bet'cha I can do it Mogley. Want to see?" Heidi smiles cutely as she holds
the bar out in front of her, getting her grip set and her intense martial
arts concentration in focus. She has broken multiple bricks and boards with
ease. She understands the power of focus just as much as the power of her
body.

"See, I told you, can't be done. No girl could beeee..." His arrogant words
trail off as he blinks in disbelief of what he is seeing.

Heidi's muscle capped shoulders and sinuous arms flex to defined vascular
power as she hisses out a deep breath and slowly squeezes and bends
downward on the ends of the pole. She inhales deeply, tightly holding the
vaguely bent shape, her torso and shoulder muscles undulate wildly as she
uses all her effort in this burst of power. The metal creaks as the petite
girls contracting arms, compromise the pole's integrity. With a deep
inhale, Heidi grits her teeth with a sexy snarl and bears down again. Her
contracting biceps are the shape of small oranges as the pole continues to
form a collapsing 'u' shape. With a breathy exhale, Heidi grunts cutely as
her body becomes rigid in stony relief. The heavy pole squeaks out a final
metallic plea of resistance as the two ends converge together, making the
awe struck man shake his head in startled disbelief. Just for effect, Heidi
bends the end of one side further around and sticks it through the loop,
making a loose knot out of the pole.




"Told ya. Here, keep this as a reminder of me", Heidi chirps to him as she
casually tosses the twisted metal pole aside his feet and grabs the
football behind him.

"I-I don't believe it. How did..., it is impossible." The man mumbles in
bewildered denial.

"Oh, you must have loosened it up for me, right Mogley, yeah, that's it."
Heidi giggles as she brushes off the sand from the football.

"You'll like this one. You seem to like my legs a lot, huh? Let me show you
one of the many things I can do with them. Tell your friends I'm sorry
about their ball but it is your fault." With a smirk, Heidi straddles the
pigskin, placing the widest girth high up between her thighs. The laces rub
against her tight mound as she feels a slight arousing tingle from the
touch. With complete balance and amazing flexibility, the hot little teen
crosses her bowed out legs, locking one foot behind the other ankle.

The young male shakes his head as if what she is doing is very ridiculous
looking. What can she do to a solidly inflated leather football? His eyes
grow wide again as he watches her thighs expand to proportions that seem
impossible. The football begins to change shape, swallowed up in the mass
of her contracting quadriceps. Heidi clenches her teeth as she rises up on
the balls of her feet to increase the python constriction on the helpless
pigskin. Her thighs vibrate with quivering speed a she moans out a breathy
exhale; every muscle on her petite athletic frame is on display for the
young man to appreciate. He falls to his rear as the loud sound of the ball
bursting open at one end like the bang of a tire blowout. Everyone on the
beach looks around startled by the echoing noise. Heidi looks around
innocently in wonder as she squeezes the ball flat and lets it fall out to
the sand between her swelled up thighs.

"So, still think I'm 'just a girl'? That could have been your head if I
wanted it to be." Heidi grins confidently as she walks over to the blanket
and plops down with the husked coconut next to her. She picks it up and
takes a sip of the milk from the straw sticking out the bored out hole.

"Umm, sweet, here, have a seat. I want you to see this. I saved the best
for last."

The awestruck Islander is still staring at the flattened football, shaking
his head as he falls back to the sand next to Heidi.

[Female Bodybuilding]

"Here, take it. I want you to be sure this is no trick. I know your male
ego cannot deal with this." He takes the coconut and looks at it wondering
what she is talking about.  "Too bad, we could have had some fun. I might
have rocked your world later on. This is my last day here and I was in the
mood for a Latin lover to show me what he is all about, but you really blew
it Mogley. I'll tell you what. If I cannot do this last thing, I will still
take you back to my bungalow over there and fuck your brains out, deal?"

The young man's heart pounds wildly, confused about the deal he is shaking
on and unsure if he heard her challenge correctly. The tent rising in his
shorts tell him he heard right.

"OK then, give me that thing." Heidi grins smugly as she as she grabs the
rough husked coconut from the boy's outstretched hand as she flicks the
straw from it. Without taking her eyes from the boys, she parts her golden
thick thighs far enough to wedge the rock hard fruit high up into her power
center. The large brown nut nearly disappears as she locks her ankles and
flexes her quadriceps once again. The boy's eyes bulge as he watches them
grow with sharp definition under her tight leg lock. This time he is
convinced she cannot win; this feat is not possible. Heidi grins at him
like the Cheshire cat, not taking her eyes from his face, enjoying his
denial and disbelief.

"Ummm, pretty scary looking huh, you like these legs? Just imagine what it
might be like to be that coconut in there." Heidi states coyly as she bears
down harder on the coconut. Her rigid tummy vibrates and contracts, etching
knotted muscles as she arches back and juts out her cock-teasing chest. Her
stiff nipples jut high against the iridescent fabric as she breaths deep
and lets out a breathy sigh.

"Just pretend you are the coconut, little man; just imagine what this feels
like." Heidi grits her teeth and torques her scissors tight as she flexes
her legs in a series of violent power-jolts. Her silky brown hair flings
wildly as she body jerks the super hard sphere trapped within her vice.
Heidi's face contorts and shakes as the vascular torrents of cable-like
veins rise all over her abdomen and legs in this disturbing show of force.
They both hear the muffled but audible crunch as the teen girl smiles
confidently and lets out a heavy sigh through her bared teeth. Heidi lets
out a high squeal of exhilaration as the skinny young man falls back
shaking his head.

"No, that is not possible; it's a trick, how?" Heidi reaches between her
thighs and pulls out a fractured wedge of bark covered coconut as its milk
leaks out on top of her pumped thigh. "Want some, coconut boy?" Heidi
extends her offering to him with her sinewy arm as she rubs the milky juice
over her thighs with her other hand, making the muscles glisten in bronze
relief. "Why you call me coconut boy, what is that to mean?" he states in a
combination of irritation and awestruck bewilderment from her display of
leg power. "Oh, you'll find out" the teen teases cheerfully as she
collapses the rest of the hard brown nut with a sudden burst of leg
strength as she bites down off some of the coconut meat from the fragment
she just cracked off, her pink tongue licks her upper lip as her eyes
narrow in her frisky stare. Coconut milk flies up into his face from the
quick jolting implosion. Heidi giggles as she watches him jump up and
hastily smear away the liquid from his face as if it was acid or something
dangerous.

"That's not funny girly, don't laugh at me, you may not like it later."
Heidi's face darkens in half amusement, half contempt.

"Is that some kind of lame threat, jungle boy? You really think you can
hurt me with that scrawny body of yours, please, you are a fucking joke."
Heidi reclines, putting her shades back on, ignoring his facial contortions
as he stares down at her. He is speechless, livid; this much smaller,
younger white tourist girl is so infuriating. This impertinent teen is
cutting his macho self-image and confidence to shreds without even trying.
No girl has ever treated him this way, but then again, no girl has ever
turned him on so much by her mere presence.

Heidi sighs as she rises up on her elbows and peers at him with her head
cocked to the side and a sly smile.

"Tell you what, one last chance to redeem yourself. Show me, show the
'little girl' how tough you big Island men are." Heidi springs up to her
feet and faces him. She pats her ultra- hard flat tummy with a sound of
slapping a marble slab. Moments after the football and coconut crushing
sessions, her abdominals are dense and tight with a few veins running down
the sides of her washboard into her sexy, tiny thong.

Go ahead. Your best shot, I mean it. I bet you the fuck of your life that
you will have to stop hitting me before I have to concede. You make me give
up, we go back to my place and I rock your world, as you cannot imagine. If
you give up, I get to punch you in the stomach, in front of all your
friends watching over there. Just once, I will not need a second punch,
believe me." Heidi smirks in cold confidence. She has carefully stacked the
deck in every instance; working on his crumbling pride, his obvious lust
for her, and his blatant ignorance of her superior strength,
simultaneously.

He nods, furious and confident that his pent up anger will gain him his
honor back and the lay of his dreams in one mighty blow. The concept that
he is hitting a girl is lost in the heated moment.

Heidi stands firm with her legs spread shoulder width apart and hands on
her hips. The scrumptious teen athlete cocks her sexy, sleek hips side to
side while effortlessly contracting her torso extremely tight. Her narrow
21" waist seems to shrink even tighter, becoming a bumpy landscape of
plated muscle. Every detailed muscle stands out in etched, deep-set tan
granite. Heidi removes the little golden barbell from her adorable tight
bellybutton surrounded by the undulating, succulent, thick ridges that make
up her flawless six-pack. She teasingly flexes and knots the muscles that
make up her frontal abdominals. Heidi smirks up at him through her silky
chestnut bangs, signaling her readiness. He takes aim and launches a
looping swing up as hard as possible into the center of her washboard
tummy. A sharp smack in heard as Heidi tilts back, slightly off balance,
but that is all. No folding over and heaving, no gasping for air, no pain-
filled surrender like the one he expected. His fist feels like it hit a
silky brick wall and starts to tingle from the unforgiving impact.

"Come on Mogley, that was sooo very pathetic, put something into it this
time. My grandmother could hit harder than that."

He fumes with anger and steps into a straight punch this time, using his
shoulder and hips to increase the power. Heidi braces herself with one leg
back a bit and crunches down on her abs in a display of defiant power. His
fist hits just below the last attempt but she does not budge from her spot
this time.

"Aaahh!" A pained response echoes out as Miguel's fist collapses awkwardly
to the side, twisting his wrist against the unyielding warm surface of her
armored stomach. He dances around gripping his wrist, watching the girl
cover her mouth and giggle at his agonized plight. Red-hot anger overcomes
his pain and he suddenly swings his throbbing right fist into the side of
her torso. Her oblique muscles stand firm like thick bands of curvaceous
steel and produce the same results; more painful wrist damage. Even though
Heidi did not seem prepared for the sneak attack, she is not fazed at all.
She knowingly grins at him as he collapses to his knees, whining, sobbing
over his swelling sprained wrist.

"Get up you pathetic wimp, it's my turn, you lose. You obviously have
nothing left to try, unless you want to hurt your other hand. No, you
probably need that one to go home and jerk off, sorry. But please, get up
and try if you want." Heidi's mocking insults send a mixture of fury and
fear through the perplexed young man. How can a girl, a young girl do all
of this to him? It is not right; it cannot be happening; his aching hand
tells him otherwise. He slowly gets to his feet as he stares in awe into
the deeply tan little wall of rigid muscle that just snapped his wrist like
punching an oak door. A couple of red marks are the only evidence that he
make any impression. Heidi sways her hips, punching one hand into the other
palm, smiling.

"My turn loser, no Heidi pussy for you today, sorry, I'll make it very
quick though, I only need one punch to put you down, get ready to kiss the
sand, stick boy."

Heidi starts dancing around, toying with him, and throwing rapid shadow
punches to the side. The sight of her furious hands flying like some kind
of professional fighter suddenly overcomes his fury. She has completely
overwhelmed him, mentally and physically, without laying a hand on him. His
instinct to fight back is gone, replaced by a cold fear of this teenage
vixen's frightening power. He takes off running up the beach as fast as he
can, not looking back to see her reaction. Heidi watches him out of the
corner of her eye as she dances about and shadow boxes. She giggles as he
stumbles on something and trips over some sunbather, causing him to fall
hard on his damaged wrist. He howls in pain, looks back with fright and
embarrassment in his eyes as Heidi points at him, and then doubles over in
hysterical laughter. He buries his head in shame and takes off running once
again with his wrist in hand. It was the best laugh Heidi had in so long,
she cannot remember. The rest of the afternoon goes by without interruption
or incident. Heidi thinks with a giggle, 'at least I got my suntan lotion
applied evenly.'


Heidi starts back up the winding path through the brush that leads to her
bungalow thinking with a smile about the dumbfounded look on that island
boy's face when he fell over that woman. "That look was priceless, she
sighs shaking her head. Instantly, she stops in her tracks as her super-
heightened predatory senses go on full alert; something, or someone is
near, stalking her. Heidi stands completely still, taking in the direction
of the sound. She can sense there are multiple footsteps, possibly two or
three people walking quietly but clumsily. The warm off shore breeze lifts
her red sarong up, whipping it like a flag, exposing the spackling material
of her tiny iridescent thong. The vague shadows of the mysterious figures
flicker off the trees in the twilight sunset as they approach in front of
her. Heidi drops her beach bag and clenches her fists tight, feeling
something very violent is about to happen. 'Excellent, I cannot wait', she
thinks.

[Female Bodybuilding]

They come into focus. Heidi flashes a wicked smirk as she recognizes
'Mogley; the other two must be his support team. They're builds are much
larger than his is, both standing between six and six feet four inches, and
have a good seventy-five pounds on Mogley's modest frame. Of the two, only
one seems to be in semi-decent shape, the other is rotund with a Buda body.
Heidi beams at him with the vision of kicking the living guts out of that
slow fat body like an overstuffed pillow, how incredibly fun.

"That's her, that's the little bitch, I told you she is staying up there,"
Miguel angrily boasts to his friends. The ball bats the two big guys are
alertly carrying drop to their sides at the sight of this so-called
'menacing creature'; this seems completely ridiculous to them as they shake
their heads to one another.

"You've got to be shittin me man, I thought you said there was a big bad
fuck, are you saying it's a 'chick', and you couldn't handle 'this' little
bird?" The two big men laugh heartily at their embarrassed, smaller
friend's expense.

"B-but I told you, she's fucking strong as hell, really man; a lot stronger
than she looks. I'm not shittin you man. You didn't see the football thing
she did, the metal pole, damn, the coconut! You see my fucked- up wrist",
he holds it forward, swollen and bruised. "I sprained it when I hit her."
His embarrassing admission brings on a new burst of laughter from the two
bruisers, joined by the cute high timbre from Heidi who giggles along with
them, covering her mouth coquettishly with her fingertips as she calculates
her attack.

"I heard you were running and fell over some bitch and hurt it that way
Miguel, come on man, get real," the heavyset man barks back in half-mocking
suspicious tone.

"So, that was your little wrist making that crunching sound on my tummy,
awww. Boy, you are such a weak little man aren't you, Mogley", Heidi chimes
in to confirm his story.

"Stop calling me that you little fucking bitch, I'll... we'll kick your
ass!" His temper flares, intentionally ignited by Heidi, wanting to provoke
some action, get the small talk over with, enough of this stupid macho
banter.

"What did I tell you after you grabbed my chest? I told you not to bother
me anymore, just leave me the fuck alone, or I would make you look like the
pathetic loser I knew you were. Sorry if I hurt your weak little wrist with
my tummy, but believe me, you got off lucky, very lucky." Heidi's tone is
chillingly serious as her flashing blue eyes narrow and focus on the trio,
one by one.

"I guess you actually believe that these two big goons can do any better?
Think they can protect you from me if I felt like taking you down jungle
boy; that they can stop me for even a second?" Heidi glares at him
mockingly, shaking her head in slow disapproval, all cocky and very
confident, ignoring the other two's anxious mannerisms of shifting feet and
fidgeting with their rising bats. Their brows furrow as they nod to one
another, put off and baffled by this rather petite young hard-body's
complete dismissal of their obvious strength and size and number advantage.
Miguel's head shifts back and forth between the other two men, nodding
nervously.

"I- I told you guys, see, she, she is crazy, fucking nuts man, just listen
to her talk. Take her down, right now, so we can teach her a lesson or two,
fuck the shit out of that hot little cunt of hers, show her who's boss on
this island. We can take her back over there, that's her place; she pointed
it out to me earlier when she bullshitted me about fucking my brains out.
Please man; just wipe that cocky grin off her face, ahhhh; she's pissing me
off man."

"That's why you paid us... I guess", the thinner big man answers with a
confident chuckle as the two men circle around, grinning menacingly at her;
the thought of raping this amazingly cute and lusciously curvy piece of ass
is an unexpected incentive. The fat one is practically drooling with
lustful fantasies as Heidi casually removes her flimsy sarong, playing to
his leering gaze, swaying her hips nonchalantly with a sexy pout. Her
innocent, breathtaking facial beauty combined with a fitness level beyond
anything these young men have witnessed on a remote tropical island which
has a constant supply of fit, beautiful women, makes this illicit
opportunity much too enticing to pass up. Her gorgeous, youthful face and
those hypnotic cobalt eyes are erotic dichotomies to her flawless bronze
physique. Other than two incredibly firm grapefruit sized breast, not a
hint of fat is present anywhere on her body.

"Well, guys, I'll be fair, this is my one and only warning to go away and
leave me alone. I will not say it twice, fair notice." Heidi gives a solemn
look towards the circling men as if speaking to the terminally ill. They
grin and chuckle in aroused amusement to her stern, arrogant advice. With a
nonchalant sigh, as if she new it would have to come to this, she chirps
with a note of eager excitement,

"Don't believe then, come and get it... if you can. And, oh, one more
thing, just thought I would let you guys in on a little known secret" she
whispers in a sexy, husky voice as she spins around to follow their
movements, "I'm still a virgin, believe it or not." Heidi giggles as she
dances in a fighting stance, shaking her bouncing silky mane back away from
her eyes, flexing and warming up her muscles.

"Well then, who wants to be the big winner and pop my little cherry, hum?"
She states in mocking sarcasm.

"Oh, one more thing, I forgot something" she giggles girlishly and then
goes dead serious, "I like to play... rough, verrry fucking rough."

"Get her!" Miguel yells out to the circling men.

The fat man lurches toward her back and swings the bat toward her shoulder.
Instantly, with cat-like reflexes, Heidi turns to her side, arches back and
away from him as she catches the oncoming club at its thickest girth, and
deflects its momentum above her head. Heidi smirks at the startled man as
she holds the bat steady and brings it down in front of her.

"Fuck, you right man, this little bitch is strong... and fucking quick!"
the heavy set behemoth bellows in total bewilderment as he struggles to
pull the bat from her iron grip. Heidi grins at him and directs his eyes to
her flexed arm. Her steely hold on the bat shaft induces a flood of
vascular power to surge up her forearm and beyond, veins stand out in vivid
blue relief under her golden sinew. He pulls hard on the handle jerking her
body forward but her grip remains true.

"What; can't take your little batty-watty back from the widdlle girl?"
Heidi chides the heavy man as she pulls back on the shaft, contracting her
arm, making the already intimidating large bicep swell with a brown marble
glow. His friends stand there, dumbfounded by her sheer physicality. His
comrade blinks his eyes, frozen in disbelief, not able to cope with the
sight of his bigger cousin losing control to a mere girl less than half his
weight and size.

"Come on big boy, take it back ... if you can" she giggles with a cocky
smirk as she tightens her grip, her knuckles white, forearm bulging with
sinewy bundles. The young man from the beach stands back shaking his head,
his mouth softly speaking, "no, no" as if he somehow understands that this
incredible hot girl is just toying with this man like she did with him,
that she is about to really show all of them what she can do.

The other man attacks her vulnerable backside while her attention focuses
on his cousin. Before he can cock the bat back to swing, he feels a sudden
fiery pain in his left knee as her heel slams into the outside of the joint
and tears all the ligaments and cartilage with a dull crunch. Heidi
performed this fierce low kick without even looking at him; her fighting
instincts are so intuitive that such a strike is second nature. The teen
holds the bat still as she watches the big man turn white seeing his
muscular cousin crumple to the sand in screaming agony. Heidi giggles as
she scolds him for the unfair attack.

"You should have waited your turn, I would have gotten to you in just a
minute, now look at you." Heidi turns her head to see him writhing in pain
on the ground, holding his distortedly angled leg that has already turned
purple with the trauma. Miguel backs up against an old dilapidated shack,
shaking in fear and disbelief. Heidi smirks at him as she turns her
attention back to the fat man.

"OK, want your bat back? Here you go." The teen holds the bat end out in
front of her at face height and wickedly kicks the thick end with the ball
of her foot. Before he can react, the heavy wood smashes into his forehead
with tremendous force. He screams out as he stumbles backward clutching his
head in pain. Heidi gives him no chance to recover; playtime has officially
ended. The deadly vixen stalks the huge man as he feels warm blood trickle
down his face from the bat's impact. He swings wildly with disoriented
vision at the young girl. Heidi casually turns her head aside with a slight
pause and then continues her advance.

"Come on fat boy, is that all you have?" Whack-whump-smack, Heidi unleashes
a flashing kick combo into his face and body with such furious speed; he
cannot see, only feel the strikes blast into his face and body. She
accompanies each kick with a sexy high-pitched exhale to allow everyone to
know how many times she is actually making contact in the five second
battering. Her sinewy flying limbs obscures during her ferocious assault.
He is just a huge kicking dummy for Heidi to unleash her fury on. Finally,
a vertical sidekick lashes up high and straight like a rocket under his
heavy chin, violently snapping his head back and throwing his huge body
backwards. His glazed eyes cross as he smacks the back of his head against
the palm tree behind him. As his wide body bounces toward her off the
trunk, the teen abruptly chambers her lethal limb and steps back. Swiftly
leaping up toward him, Heidi twists her torso away in an agile jumping back
kick. Her left leg fires out like a piston deep into his generous middle;
her heel burrows in and disappears for a second in the collapsing thick
fatty folds as her other foot twists and anchors into the sand. He belts
out an agonized repulsive spew along with a roaring moan of pain as spittle
and all of his breath rush from his lungs from her powerful thrusting kick.
Not showing a smidgen of mercy for his vulnerable position, for even
thinking of raising a baseball bat to a girl, Heidi withdraws her muscular
leg and snarls like a wild cat, screeching out a startling kiiiaahh! , as
she leaps forward into his hanging and contorted face, driving her right
knee like a jackhammer under his chin and launching her bulging quadricep
up and through his face. The damaging brutal strike shatters his jaw like a
thick porcelain cup as it violently snaps his gaping maw shut, obliterating
a portion of his upper front teeth in the process. Heidi's surging momentum
tosses his large body up and flat back against the sturdy palm tree. She
adroitly grabs his shoulders and nimbly leaps up his large form over his
shoulders, wrapping her thickly muscled legs around the thin solid trunk,
trapping his heavy bruised head between her rock hard lower pelvis and the
unyielding wood before he can collapse to the ground. Heidi pulls her body
upright and then bends her legs back to her side, coiling her ankles and
insteps around his flailing arms, ensnaring them keeping him completely
immobilized for her next move. Wrapping her hands around the smooth trunk
of the palm for advantage, she whips her muscle-plated pelvis forward in
cruel fierce snaps, bucking her crotch and lower abdomen cruelly against
his swelling face with ferocious, sexy thrusts. His big friend, still in
agony but understanding the dire state of his comrade, hobbles painfully to
his feet and stumbles forward to help.

[Female Bodybuilding]

"Don't you fucking move a step closer asshole. I swear I'll snap his flabby
neck in a heartbeat if you do." Her stern warning stops his wincing form in
his tracks, fearing the worst from this extremely capable young fox. His
cousin's helpless, bloated face turns purple and blotchy crimson from the
nasty face fucks and choking pressure Heidi skillfully applies
intermittently with her crotch and inner thighs. Between each thrust, she
glares down at the other large man mockingly and then turns her attention
back to her victim as she nails him again. "Come on fucker, 'thwack-crunch'
rape me; 'smack-smack' rape the little bitch, 'crunch-smack-crunch' yeah,
do it fucker." She girlishly chides him, interjecting breathy harsh words
between short humping bursts of power, grinning and snarling,
simultaneously tenderizing the back of his skull with contusions and
hammering his nearly unrecognizable facial features to a pulp. Sexy high-
pitched grunts of effort accompany each snapping muscle buck. Heidi
suddenly uncoils her legs from his totally limp arms and crosses her ankles
around the tree to hang him by his neck.

"Umm, I don't think he's in the mood to fuck me anymore guys", she says
sadly. Heidi deftly splits her legs and swiftly pulls herself up the tree
over his teetering form. His pulpy, mangled head falls forward followed
abruptly by the rest of his crumbling rotund body. Heidi whips her
mischievous head around in a wicked sexy glare to witness a mist of blood
spray out the sides, as his face slams hard against the solidly packed
sand. "How'd my little pussy taste you big fat fuck, sweet like you
thought?" Her rhetorical question gets no response; he is out cold. Blood
oozes like crimson oil in the sand around his head.

"I warned you I like it rough, didn't I jungle boys? Now you'll understand
how rough." Heidi glares at the remaining two shocked men as she purses her
lips coyly and then licks her upper lip teasingly as she plants her feet
against the tree with bent knees. She coils in tight and then leaps
backward with a shrill scream.  Heidi deftly performs a backward tuck
somersault with her knees drawn high into her chest, body spins back around
and then drops down hard. She shoots out her powerful legs as she nears his
back in a vicious and lethal stomp dismount on the generous lower back of
the incapacitated goon. A heavy muffled crunching snap accompanies his
upper body convulsing while his legs remain motionless, indicating the
severing strike of his spinal cord by Heidi's vicious double heel stomp.
With a nonchalant girlish manner, Heidi steps off the writhing, moaning
form and casually swaggers up next to his twitching head. She glares
unfeelingly at the other two men, frozen in terror of what she may do next.
With a slight curl of playful contempt on the side of her mouth, she slowly
raises her right leg up and coils the knee high near her shoulder and
without pause shoots the blade side of her foot and heel through the heavy
thick folds on the back of his exposed neck. Heidi never takes her eyes
from the appalled, awe-struck onlookers as she smirks and grinds her foot
into his shattered cervical vertebrae.

"Told you I play rough, it's your turn now." Heidi's look is cold as ice;
she presses down on his broken neck and then walks heavily on the cheek of
his ashen face, twisting the ball of her foot on him, pushing his head
deeper into the sand as she struts slowly toward the other big man. He
hobbles backward, his arms waving her off, his head shaking as if pleading
no, in confused fear of this teen terror; he cannot put any weight on his
mangled leg nor does he wish to experience this lethal girl's unstoppable
wrath.

"See what your friend Mogley got you into, this is mostly his fault you
understand, and of course partly your own since I gave you a chance to
leave and you didn't take it; now it is too fucking late for all of you."

Heidi sprints at him and spins into a short tumbling sequence on the sandy
surface. Sand flies everywhere in her whirlwind of flips as she rapidly
approaches his stumbling form. In a flash, she propels her twisting body
high up in the air and spreads her turning legs. All he sees are her feet
sailing down from above his head and smash through his nose and mouth in
rapid succession like a pair of blunt axe blades. He falls to his knees
with a heavy thud as he clutches his blood gushing face, screaming muffled
obscenities through broken teeth. Heidi lands before him and savagely grips
the back of his head with one strong hand and straddles his kneeling form
before he can react.

"Hey Mogley, remember these babies. Watch what they really can do." Heidi
playfully strokes her glistening abdomen with a cocky smile and then
giggles as she slams the kneeling man's face into the muscle-plated tan
wall. "Uunngh" along with a crunching sound from his broken mouth echoes as
his face bounces off and contorts against her torso's warm satiny hardness.
She grates his damages features slowly up and down the marble hard ridges
as blood drips down her stomach in a display of cruel absolute dominance.
She harshly jerks his head back to see the messy results on his face. She
looks coldly at his pleading eyes and gaping mouth, his hands feebly grab
her sleekly muscled hips to push her away but she simply thrusts forward
against him in his weakened state and slams his face against her washboard
tummy again. His resistance begins to turn her on. She repeats her facial
ab-smash a number of times until she senses his brain shut down and body go
soft. His arms fall away limply, the last thrust knocking him out cold, as
she grabs his scalp with both hands, holding his head at arms length, then
pulling in suddenly, and continuing her punishment on his unconscious head.
The sound of cartilage crunching against her knotted stomach muscles starts
the juices flowing between her legs. Her breathing picks up as blood sprays
from his smashing face like a ripe tomato with each furious bucking thrust.
Her glossy, blood smeared abdominal muscles contract and undulate with
every excited breath. She whips her pelvis forward harder, magnifying the
terrible damage. With a final grunt and furious jolt of her rock hard
torso, his body goes into a sudden spasm as she presses his face tight to
her crotch until there is stillness. Heidi's relentless smashing has driven
his mangled nose cartilage deep into his sinuous cavity and penetrated his
brain. He has now joined his fat family member in the great beyond. Her
heavy breaths continue as she lets go of his head, feeling his wet sticky
head slide down her leg, his face turns up on the hard sand in a
frightening mask of blood soaked carnage. Mogley cowers in terror as he
stares at the unrecognizable wide-eyed façade of his long time idol of a
man. Just a pulpy gruesome mess remains where his ruggedly handsome face
was a few seconds ago.

He pleads with her, his back pressed against the wooden planks of the
weather-beaten shack. Heidi's look is still that of a young, beautiful teen
but now appears animal in nature, non-feeling, remorseless, lusting for
another toy to play with. He attempts a panicked escape by bolting to the
side. The next thing he experiences is shooting facial pain and the
sensation of hurling and spinning through the air upside down. It happened
so fast, he never saw her move. As he lurches out to the side, Heidi jumps
in his path, twirls around and whips her foot high into his face in a
spinning crescent kick, knocking him back off his feet and throwing him
upside down with the incredible power and skill of her lethal kick. Now
completely disoriented, he feels himself abruptly hoisted to his feet.
Heidi shakes his shoulders and slaps his face back and forth powerfully
with her callused open palm and hard backhand. His glazed eyes register
blinking awareness as he watches the teen tigress step back with a smile
and send a smashing roundhouse kick into his narrow ribcage with her shin.
The kick lifts him off the ground as he contracts to the side in agony.
Before he can gain his footing from the bone cracking kick, she fires
another one with the opposite leg into his exposed other side, leaving him
doubled-up, contorting and clutching his damaged ribs. Breaths fill with
stabbing sharp pain as he pitifully cries out for help. Heidi steps back to
measure her distance to snap-kick his bent over face like a soccer ball
with her instep, her blistering power kick carries through his head to
reach a vertical split as he sails like a rag doll, head over heels,
crashing against the wooden wall behind him.

"Remember how you asked me what I do to make my legs, my body, sooo hard
and strong? Now I guess you know don'cha Mogley." Heidi brashly struts up
to the young man who claws mindlessly in the sand to attempt some escape.
His shattered jaw can produce nothing coherent but whimpering moans.

"Thought you would rape me... gang bang me... teach me a lesson, huh?"
Heidi snarls down at the helpless man, kicking him hard in his fractured
ribs with each breathy pause, enjoying his torment and his painful moments
alive. Making sure, he experiences his lungs puncturing with bone fragments
from her rib-shattering kicks. Heidi looks down on him coldly and decides
on the perfect ending as she walks around in front of his head.

"Look up here Mogley, time for you to see what you wanted so badly, you are
about to die for." Heidi smirks at him the setting sun silhouettes and
frames her glowing form. He cranes his shaky head up from his prone
position to observe the petite hellcat slipping off her iridescent bikini
bottom and crouch over his distraught face. The silky brown fine hair above
her clam tight mound trimmed adorably in a slight heart shape is but inches
from his overwrought face. So close, he can easily detect the sweet, worked-
up aroma of her juices as she kneels down on his thin shoulders and jerks
his hair back so she has his mouth so close to her pussy, his tongue could
taste it if his jaw wasn't broken. She playfully rubs her middle finger
between the velvety soft firm pink lips of her moistened box. Heidi moans
and giggles as she plunges deep into her honey well, slowly gyrating her
hips and ass in the most provocative torturous manner possible, giving him
a one time close-up of her most delectable anatomy.. Even through his
intense physical pain, fear, and humiliation, Miguel can feel his cock
engorge in the confusing excitement and press awkwardly into the hard sand
as his teen tormentress removes her glistening middle digit from her
sloshing little hole and waves it teasingly under his blood-caked nose. He
cannot move; his mind and body seem frozen in a surreal state of disarray
over the impossible events of the past few minutes. Heidi smiles smugly
into his eyes with a sexy-evil bite of her lower lip and sucks off her
middle finger as she lowers her crotch upon his twisted face. She traps his
head at a most precarious angle, laying flat on his stomach with his head
cocked up and awkwardly sideways, an uncomfortable body alignment even
without Heidi's lethal legs coiled around his vulnerable skull. Without the
slightest possibility of escape from this terrifying teen assassin, he can
only beg pitifully with his glassy tear-filled eyes. Heidi ignores his
visual pleas and grabs both of his arms and stretches them straight out
underneath her firm bottom as she sits down and works her crotch in tight
against his face. Satisfied with her overwhelming position, Heidi tightly
secures her ankles and locks her man crushing thighs around his ears. He
can feel the tremendous wave of swelling pressure thunder into the sides of
his skull as he kicks wildly with his free legs, vainly trying to adjust
from this helpless position. Heidi begins to grind her tight pussy against
his bruised, mashed nose and mouth, squeaking out some giggly playful moans
as his mashed nose tickles her swollen clitoris.

[Female Bodybuilding]

"Come on Mogley, lick me you Latin lover, do it good and maybe, I won't
kill you too." Heidi mockingly states this knowing he cannot hear a thing
with the vice-like muscle clamp of her thick gymnast thighs pulsing angry
pressure against his ears and temples. Nevertheless, Heidi repositions her
torturous grip along his jaw-line. She turns his head to the front for
easier manipulation of his head. The man's relief from the potential neck-
breaking twisted angle is short lived. Now she forces his swollen, broken
jaw wide open with the prying force of her phenomenally developed inner
thigh muscle. The thick-ropey cords of sinew act like crowbars, unhinging
his top and bottom plate apart, leaving his expression one of gaping 'say
ahhh' horror.

"Now get that tongue in there asshole, fast, or else", Heidi gives a cold
determined look as she sing songs her final words of warning as she bucks
her throbbing crotch into his mouth with enough violent force to tear the
flesh on the creases of his mouth. He obediently complies as she locks her
ankles tight against his lower back and reclines atop his outstretched
arms. Heidi closes her eyes as she rocks her hips in slow rhythm with his
less than adequate tongue flicking away. She reaches forward, grabs his
sweaty scalp, and guides him around her virginal love canal, increasing the
grip of her nutcracker inner thighs when he squirms or falls off track.
Heidi can feel the approaching swell of a monumental climax surging forward
like a rolling wave, when all at once...

"Owww, you fucking bastard, you bit me. That is fucking it!" Heidi screams
madly down at his discolored face. Her tender, sensitive clit throbs with
red-hot pain from the sudden cowardly retaliation. No more playing nice,
her adrenaline pumps out through her vascular physique with a fury, Heidi
sits up and clutches his ears, staring blankly into his eyes, shaking her
head and stating coldly.

"OK, fuckhead, to answer your earlier question, this is why I called you
coconut boy, I just had a feeling, say hi to your dead asshole friends for
me."

Heidi whips her body and snaps her hips to the side, sandwiching his face
and back of his head in the highest point between her thighs, the fulcrum
of her most deadly weapons. With rapid body whipping pulses, she grits her
teeth, grunting heavily, angrily, with each thundering mind-jarring jolt as
she crushes his facial features back into his skull. His dark hair flies
wildly as his head snaps back and forth. First, his vulnerable nose
collapses, then the small bones around his mouth and cheeks crack like
kindling; it only takes a few more heavy bursts of adrenaline-fueled python
like contractions to collapse his fractured jaw into shattered fragments,
settling back into his throat. He twitches in spasms, convulsing wildly as
she slides her swollen thighs around the sides of his throat in a muscular
fatal garrote. She edges her hard bottom up close and tight against his
neck. Her slippery nectar-filled mound presses harshly back on his chin, so
much so, that the back of his skull feels the thick contours of her defined
quadriceps. With her ankles coiled tight and settled on his lower back,
Heidi begins a vibrating death scissors; she rolls her quadriceps and
hamstring muscles so fast, with so much contracting, gyrating intensity,
that within seconds she senses the base of his skull begin to give way and
come loose. His head is a blur of agonized vibrations, trapped between her
jackhammering muscle contractions, he can only scream silently without the
aid of any oxygen. With a series of sharp grunting hip snaps, the cervical
vertebra pulls off from his spinal column with a low wet clunk. Heidi
pauses shortly to enjoy his final suffering seconds as his eyes bulge out
in a doll-like stare. She cocks her head to the side with a curious but
clinical look as his head lolls over unnaturally without the aid of his
backbone for support. Satisfied with her vengeance, but not sexually
fulfilled, Heidi continues her rotating pelvic thrusts against his pointed
wobbling chin. She crouches up, saddles atop his abnormally angled head,
and rides his mangled face, staring victoriously at the mangled large
bodies around her, jolting up and down on his face like a bucking bronco,
until a shuttering mind blowing orgasm floods out over his broken, twisted
visage.

Heidi falls back, breathing heavy, coming down from her animalistic fury.
The carnage seems somehow unreal. She realizes she is responsible for it
but it already seems like a blurry dream. Her self-preservation rational
mind takes control from her heightened predatory instincts to kill. She
quickly wiggles into her discarded bikini bottom and begins dragging the
men by the ankles, one by one into the rickety abandoned tool shed. It is
small but completely empty inside, a perfect makeshift morgue for these
three unlucky assholes. No one should discover them for a day or two if the
smell doesn't become too ripe. Even with her uncommon strength, dragging
the 260lb dead weight of the first kill is a strenuous task at best. Damn
walnuts did not quite hold her over for this unexpected late afternoon
workout session. Heidi pulls Mogley, the last body, inside and heaves it
over the other two like giant bloody logs, as she casually brushes the sand
from her hands and legs, butting the creaky door closed behind her on her
way. The itchy white sand mixed with sticky blood cakes all over her legs
and abdomen in gruesome reddish clay. Even her little coochie feels
irritated and itchy from being bare while breaking and riding Mogley. The
idea of someone seeing her walk back to her bungalow looking like this
would be very difficult to explain. Heidi grabs her sarong and beach bag
and peers out over the heavy brush that separates the beach from the
winding path. It must be dinnertime, the beach is empty except for a
scattered couple here or there walking the shoreline. With a sigh of
relief, Heidi nonchalantly skips through the sand and heads for the
evidence-destroying ocean. With a quick sprint and a diving plunge into the
oncoming rolling wave, her worried mind relaxes as she bloody mess washes
off.

The tired teen reclines for a moment, floating stiff on her arched back,
looking up at the bright full moon taking the place of the late day sun.
The moonlight twinkles off her firm tan body as she ponders the last week.

 "Yeah, I will definitely have to buy something really nice for Aunt Jenny,
after today, wow, I couldn't ask for a more perfect week."


As always, comment welcome.

[mermoz]

Awesome stories, like we love them! K+

[kickfan]

It was kind of strange..and in way cool to come here today and see some of my old stories posted. I just popped by the stories page to see what was new and was stunned to see a bunch of familiar old titles...none of which I have reread in many years. It's a funny thing for me with writing. I can read and reread a story or a section of a story I like by another author multiple times for years on end, and though I know exactly what is going to happen, I can still get caught up in the moment, enjoy the actions and interaction's of the characters. Ironically, I began writing Heidi because of the simple fact I couldn't always find stories that were 'perfect' for me or my certain tastes so I thought I would just create the girl I was hoping to find in another writer's mind. And the irony of it is that once I completed a story I found it hard to go back and read it from an objective 3rd person's point of view so the magic I was looking for got lost in the process of creation. Kind of like if someone tells you that your sister is so hot..and though you understand what he says in some way, hell, she's your sister, kind of hard to see her from an outside point of view. oh well, anyway, thanks 'women's bodybuilding' for taking the time to copy and paste all these from my old dusty bookshelf over at Diana's place. I hope someone still 'gets a kick' out of these old titles    Kickfan