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★Memorable Author: [El_Roy_1999] The Jockettes

Started by El_Roy_1999, May 23, 2012, 09:30:08 PM

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Metal Sphere

Good lord, this story just keeps giving and giving. +Karma, man.


El_Roy_1999

Meanwhile, more and more students turned up at the party. The music was playing, beers were being opened and people were celebrating. The weightlifters forced the regular athletes into ridiculous competitions, there was a lot of shouting, running and laughing. When Aurelie returned from the beach, the party was well on the way. They had somehow managed to get the grill to work without her and the smell of hamburger and sausages was filling the air. Some of the students were fussing to prevent the tofu from touching the meat and there was a lot of shouting. Aurelie grabbed a beer for her and Justin and walked over to the grill to put up some food for them. She tossed the beer at him and sat down on a deck chair.
They opened their cans and started drinking. Before they could even start to talk, four people appeared next to her.
"Hi!" They were Amelia, Courtney, Connor and Fred. Renée's friends and fellow nerds. Or were they? Nerds was still true, but their relationship with Renée? She had no idea.
Connor answered:
"Hi. Have you seen Renée?"
"Nope. Have you? She's one of you, isn't she?"
"Not really." The others shook their heads. "We haven't talked to her in months. I thought she was with you. You know, training?"
"Hey, I don't know. Christina and her sort of did their own thing. They stay amongst themselves and I'm quite happy they do. They're not the nicest people anymore."
"Do you know whether they'll be there tonight?"
"Don't know. Don't care. I'm through with them. They don't talk to me, they ignore me, fine. I prefer the company." She turned around and kissed Justin.
Connor looked away and said:
"Whatever. If you see her, tell us. I want to talk to her."
"Fine."
They wandered off. Aurelie shrugged. She was unsure about Renée, the girl had always been friendly. But Christina and Gwen were quite awful in their own ways. She really hoped they wouldn't turn up tonight. Justin asked:
"What are you thinking about?"
"Nothing much. Let's just hope this evening ends less crazy than the last time we had such a big party."
They both nodded and took another sip.
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Christina and Renée were fashionably late, though not out of fashion. They arrived by the time the sun had set, pulling up in front of the hotel in Christina's convertible. They had finally given up their modest clothing and were ready for a night of real hardcore partying. They were fit, having continued their workout regime and finished their various cycles. They also had dieted over the last weeks to be more ripped and had perfect make-up, manicure and pedicure and excellent haircuts. Christina had opted for long, black locks, Renée wore her red hair short and pixish. Their clothes fit the whole style perfectly: Christina had opted for rather short shorts and rather high heels, a wide shirt and impressive jewelry. Once again, she had chosen a blue, yellow and white combination. She smiled wickedly and said:
"Let's blow them away for good. I hope Aurelie and Gwen show up. I really have to put them back into their places."
Renée got out. She wore a white net shirt that showed her rather small bikini and a very short skirt. She too had chosen the Jockettes-colours.
"Christina, are you sure this is a good idea? Remember what happened last time."
"Exactly. This time, we're going to be the best, no compromise. We worked hard for this, so there's no point in holding back."
She flexed her massive arm and showed off her large biceps.
"These bitches have nothing on us."
"If you say so."
"Besides, we're the biggest and the best."
She grabbed her spherical hyper-tits and squeezed them. It felt so good to know that she had it all under control. This was her night and no one was going to spoil it.
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solitariodude

Hmmm, sounds like a big build up is set for an even bigger showdown... :cool2:

El_Roy_1999

I'm preparing it, but right now, I'm quite busy. I'll try to find the time to bring this story to an end soon.
I'm sorry this is taking so long!
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Renée hesitated for a second, then Christina grabbed her hand and said:
"Come on! Stop mucking about."
She embraced her friend, putting her arms around her well-defined shoulders and squeezing her tits against hers. She smiled as Renée's equally huge breasts gave way to her massive balloons. This had been a good idea. Renée had the better back and the perkiest butt you could imagine. Getting her the super porn star breasts she had chosen for herself would have outclassed her. There was really no point in doing that. Christina had decided to keep her best body-part under cover for now, after all she wanted to use her abs as the coup de grâce of the whole setup. She looked deep into her partner's eyes and said:
"Don't screw this up. I love you, but I want you to be perfect. I want these bitches to pay and I want them in their place. Got it?"
"I got it."
"Wonderful. Now kiss me."
She laid her swollen lips on Renée's. It had been a good idea to get a final boost a week ago, they felt so deliciously puffy and full. She trust her tongue into her mouth and swirled it around.
As Christina pulled back out, she nodded:
"Let's do this."
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As the music got louder, the two women entered the hotel garden. The smell of grilled meat was in the air, up-tempo music was playing, people were dancing, talking and having a good time. As the girls' heels clicked on the tiled floor, they felt the eyes of the crowd on them. Murmurs filled the air. Some people stared, others pointed, there was excitement all around. Renée and Christina walked into the light and stood there side by side. The crowd was silent, the DJ even turned down the music. They looked down on a mass of gaping mouths. Christina waited a few seconds to let them take in the sight, then asked:
"Missed us?"
She pulled Renée over, kissed her on the mouth and flexed her muscular arm. Renée smiled and kissed her back coyly. Christina led her to her side and said:
"You could gave called."
The pair went through a series of poses, then Christina grabbed one of the boys and set him up between them. She could see that his pants were tented fully and smiled wickedly. She squeezed his butt and said:
"Hi, Dave. What were you up to? We spent a lot of time getting ready for this. So, are you ready?"
With a quick movement, she pulled off the shirt and revealed her glorious, hyper-toned stomach. She had spent weeks working it to perfection and she now sported a super-strong, massively tight eight-pack. The diet had worked perfectly, chiseling the lines deeply into her rock-hard flesh. However, she knew that quite a few eyes were on her tits. She wore a triangle bikini top that revealed the lower part of her surgical monster breasts and definitely exposed more than it hid. She turned to Dave and said:
"Want to touch?"
He gasped and stammered something incoherent. She turned sideways and made a sign for Renée to do likewise. They forced him down on his knees and mashed their tits against his head. He grunted and creamed his trousers, squealing blissfully. Christina gave Renée a deprecatory look. Men.
They pushed him down and Christina said:
"We're back. And we're here to stay."
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"Christina, what the fuck are you doing?"
The two uber-girls turned to face the woman that just walked to them. Christina recognised her vaguely. Her name was Claire or Clarisse or something. She was part of the second circle of posh girls that had originally tried to compete with Christina's friends before she had turned to bodybuilding. Christina had never even acknowledged these people. They were well below her dignity, even before. Now, they couldn't have mattered less.
The woman was wearing a fancy bikini, some shorts and flip-flops. Her long blonde hair was streaming in the sea breeze and she was quite nice, Christina had to admit. She even had a pair of nice boobs, though nowhere near her own size. The young woman pointed at Christina and continued:
"You can't just stroll in here and act as if you owned the place!"
Christina smirked:
"And why not, my dear ..." She snapped her fingers trying to remember.
"It's Charlene."
"Ah, yes, I forgot. Too irrelevant."
"Hey!"
"Well, you were saying, Charlene?"
The young woman was trying to recover her posture, she was losing control of the whole situation.
"I was saying that you can't just barge in here and just tell everybody what to do."
"I'm not. Why should I? Most people are happy to do what I ask them for. I don't usually have to tell anybody anything."
"But, hey!"
"I heard you the first time. I also can't stop noticing that you're constantly ogling my boobs. They are big, aren't they?"
"I never ..."
Christina grinned wickedly and just embraced her, squishing her enormous tits against her 'assailant's'. Charlene was trying to catch her breath, but the muscular woman just gave her a smoking gaze and kissed her deeply on the lips.
"You never."
"I never."
"Excellent. I never you too."
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solitariodude

Never? Never ever? :what: Ongoing K for keeping it interesting :thanks:

myobpolo

gah! You're teasing me. keep up the good work

El_Roy_1999

Minutes later, everything was settled: Christina and Renée were at the centre of everybody's attention and enjoyed every kind of perfect care. Christina was just talking about her training routine and the awesomeness of her muscles as every guy and quite a few girls tried to win her favour. It was ridiculous. She had three people beating each other up to be the first to get her a cosmopolitan, she even had a few guys turn their pockets inside out to fetch her some coke for later on.
Right now, she was blowing away a few football players by outflexing them and showing them who was the boss. Whenever someone tried to keep her down, she just aggressively forced him or her to back down. She either stared them down or just flexed her muscular pecs and let her breast implants jump up, making them loose their train of thought. When Samantha, one of the former divas, tried to make her back down, Christina just picked her up and dumped her into the pool. Then, she stripped off her clothes, keeping just the bikini on and dove in right after her, pulling her back up, but stealing her top in the process.
Samantha screamed:
"Hey, stop it, give it back!"
"Nah. Get it back!"
She fumbled for her, her own ample breasts bouncing through the waters. Christina just pushed her away and said:
"I'll give it back, but you have to ask me to squeeze your boobs."
"My boobs? Why?"
"Will you let me? If you don't, I'll just do it anyway!"
"But ..."

Meanwhile, Renée was equally enjoying the attention she was getting. She was far from being as excited as her partner, but her super-fit body and her big boobs made the people around her go crazy. She had already managed to get a drink and was now enjoying the view of her friend humiliating Samantha in the pool. Somehow, she found it wrong, on the other hand, she imagined being in her place. As Christina lunged forward, she shouted:
"Get them! Squeeze those puppies!"
The boys around her howled in delight and cheered Christina as she grabbed the other girl and sank her fingers into her breast flesh. Christina shouted:
"Look at them, Renée! They're all soft!"
Samantha was extremely uncomfortable now. Christina grinned and said:
"Want to see some real tits, Sam? Some really expensive ones?"
She pulled off her top, exposing her huge globes and daring her victim to squeeze them.
"Come on. I know you want to!"
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solitariodude

 :woohoo: Totally drunk on muscle lust :dance:

crstnd

The Couple last scenes were great,  :thanks:

myobpolo

really good, just wish they were longer

El_Roy_1999

Thank you. I'm sorry they are all so short, but I'm quite busy right now and I try to squeeze in a little writing on the side. More soon!
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