In 3, 2 1 - a four part story

[Brfan]

I love to prove the world wrong. As probably 100% of you would say, divorces don't end up well. Not in my case. After 20 years of a happy marriage and a daughter, Karen and I drifted apart. No, there was no cheating, although there were many opportunities for it, both from my side and (I assume) hers. The truth is that with time we ended up being friends who eventually kissed each other, and marriage was more a commodity than something we were into. So we talked it through and decided to each one follow by himself. In our agreements, I ended up with the house (cause that's where my company was actually settled in), but bought Karen a nice condo across town, closer to her parents. We also shared the custody of our (then with 15 years old) daughter Lizzy. Even she took it better than we expected. Despite having to change schools, Lizzy got to keep her friends from 'our home' (the one I now lived in), and came to it twice a week and every other weekend. Not that nowadays, with cell phones and full connectivity, they needed it to keep close. When it came to me, however, I needed more than text messages, and Lizzy always gave me what I needed to feel close to her. Sure, we didn't talk that much, but nothing out of the ordinary when it comes to conversations between a teenager girl and her old man. We connected on the deep subjects, and that seemed to be fine to both of us.

It's been over a year now since the divorce, and Lizzy, now 17, was coming over for another weekend with her old man. At least now I didn't have to drive all the way across town to pick her up. I gave her a car a few months back and that was a life changer, both for me, her mother and herself.
"Hey, Lizzy. Any plans for tomorrow?"
"Not really, Dad. Any suggestions?" we usually called each other prior to her coming so that we could think of something nice we could do together
"It's supposed to be a great weather tomorrow. Why don't you call some of your friends and enjoy the pool? I can cook you girls some burgers" I was eager for an opportunity to use my new grill anyways
"Sounds awesome, dad. I'll talk to Tammy and Betty. We have this CrossFit games tomorrow morning, but we should be there by noon"
"Crossfit?" I can't say that I ever heard about that
"C'mon dad. I talked to you about this over a year. It's this fitness/training/lifestyle thing I've been doing for over a year now. Remember?"
"Sure, sure... I just didn't connect the dots" I lied through my teeth. I don't remember listening to Lizzy ever talking about that
"So... noon, ok?"
"Sure, kiddo. Miss you. See you tomorrow"
"You too, dad. Luv ya"
"Luv you back"

Maybe it was coincidence, maybe it was God's way of telling me to be ready, but that night I was zapping through channels when I bumped into exactly some CrossFit games thing. I watched it with interest for a while. So, basically, all those buff dudes were there running and carrying and lifting heavy things around. Yeah, they looked all ripped and strong, sort of like Hollywood stars. What caught my eye, however, is that the gals looked just as buff. It was intriguing, and I must admit sort of sexy seeing those nordic blonde girls carrying heavy balls that weighted more than I could probably take off the ground, and running around with it. Not only they did those astonishing demonstrations of strength, but they looked freaking ripped. Washboard abs and thick backs all around. I felt a little itch inside my groin watching it.
The next day I was in the backyard setting everything up for the barbecue when I heard the garage door being opened. I looked at my watch, that showed 12:00 and smiled as I though how always on time Lizzy was. Shortly after girly laughs and giggles preceded both her and her friends outside
"Hi dad" Lizzy gave me a big kiss on the cheek "We're all sweat and smelly, so we'll change and be back in 2 minutes ok? Hum, those look good!" she pointed at the home made burgers
"Hi, Mr. T!" I heard Betty, who lived a couple blocks away
"Thanks for having us, mr. T" Tammy added
"Hi girls, always a pleasure. Now go on and change. It's a great day and that pool hasn't been used in God knows how long"

I had just set up the fire and was cracking open an ice cold one when they came back. I was surprised with what my eyes were seeing. Sure, it was nothing like those pros from last night, but these girls looked freaking buff! I couldn't believe those were only 17. And I had seen them growing up. Maybe it was just my mind playing tricks on me, since I had been so impressed with the show from last night, but I can swear my daughter and her friends, had been in my 80s high school, would have stood out. Their shoulders looked round and big, their chest and back were wider than the regular girl. Tammy and Lizzy held six packs on their abs. It was shocking.
I did my best not to stare at them while I was cooking and they were tanning unpretentiously, but it was hard not to notice the sinews in Tammy's fore arms, or the beefiness of her biceps and triceps. The same went with Betty's rippling quads, or even Lizzy's back, which looked lumpy and muscular. I was completely blindsided by this. When did it happened? In my mind they were still this young kids that played Marco Polo on my backyard.
A few moments later I put on the dishes on our outside table and called them up. We were all eating and the girls were kind enough to compliment my cooking
"Wow, Mr. T. Those are delicious burgers! Did you made them yourself?"
"I actually did, Tammy. Thank you"
"She's right, they're awesome, Thanks Dad"
"Thanks, kiddo." I replied my girl "So... CrossFit, huh? How did it go?" I was trying to part make chatter, part know a bit more about it, cause it sure as hell brought some intriguing results
"Oh, it was ok, I guess. You see, Mr. T, it was an 'internal competition' they put up every now and then just to keep us motivated" Betty answered
"I see... and how did it go? Do you all feel motivated?" I chuckled
"Well... Me and Betty did ok actually.. but Tammy here is our big boss. She came up in second in our category" Lizzy answered
I looked at Tammy waiting for her to comment. Her sparkling light blue eyes got the company of very 'embarrassment pink' cheeks.
"Oh, shut up you two" she snapped back at them
"Seriously, dad, Tammy is our Captain America here" Lizzy kept pushing and teasing her friend
"Captain America? How come?" I was now genuinely intrigued by the nickname. The other girls laughed out loud
"Show him" Betty said. Tammy snipped her with her eyes
"I hate you two" she said between laughs
"Well, you got me curious now" I told Tammy, giving another bite on my burger
"You see dad, we call her Captain America because, well..." Lizzy was grinning seeing how they've manage to make Tammy uncomfortable "We say she has bigger muscles than him. Show him, Tammy"
Tammy was now purple, probably in a mix of anger and shame. I had stopped chewing now. As my head slowly turned towards her, Tammy raised her right arm and flexed it. All the juiciness of my burger disappeared instantly, as my mouth went so dry I might as well be chewing on sand. Tammy's bicep raised proudly from her arm, it's peak showing off a vein on top of it, it's size and shape transpiring raw power. She held her flex, probably waiting for some other mocking comment from her friends. I swallowed the piece of meat inside my mouth and babbled
"That's.. that's... pretty great, Tammy"
She lowered her arm and said "Thank you, mr. T. But they are no big deal"
"Oh, shut up, Tammy" I heard Betty's voice from across the table, but didn't even bother to turn around
"Yeah, those are some impressive guns and you know it" Lizzy added "Did you know, dad, that when she's pumped they are 14 inches big?"
"Enough you two" Tammy's voice was now changing from embarrassed to annoyed
"Al.. alright kids, so... who wants more?" I changed the subject quickly so I didn't have to think more about that gorgeous muscle Tammy had just showed me, although by now I knew it would be impossible to take it away from my mind.


TBC

[Brfan]

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[caino]

you're always the best brfan, please go on!!!
k for you
I hope to know something more about the three ladies

[johnsm00007]

Very good. Every time you post a story I can't wait to read it.

[wowser1016]

I always love your work. As usual a great and interesting start. K+!

[Japagreipe]

A great start indeed. Tammy sounds like like she's mighty strong. Daddy will loose in arm wrestling if someone puts that on the menu.

[Brfan]

Part 2


I had all but forgotten about the whole muscle show Lizzy's friend put up that day after a few weeks. In fact, I forced myself to forget, as I found out Tammy's bicep flex very much turned me on, which I considered absolutely wrong. I had seen this girl grow up playing dolls with my daughter, after all. It wasn't until an odd call from Lizzy (and what happened next) that my mind - and other parts of me - were driven back to think about those buff young girls.

"So, you sure it's ok, dad?" Lizzy's voice sounded funny on the other side of the line. After years of communicating remotely only via text, it was weird that someone was actually calling me, let alone my teen daughter
"Yeah, it's all fine. Have you checked it with your mom, though?"
"She's cool with it. Says you two can swap weekends, as lame as that sound when it comes to taking care of your 17 year old daughter"
"Alright then, so, what's this all about?" I was intrigued that Lizzy asked to stay back at my place this weekend
"Well, there's a halloween party on one of Betty's friends, and she invited me and Tammy to go with her. Since it's closer to your place, I figured we could dress up together there"
"Oh, I see... so this is about a party, then..." I laughed "Sure, no problem, Kiddo"
"And, dad, one more thing"
"What?"
"Is it ok if we use the basement to dress up get ready?"
Now that was odd. Our basement was a pretty large space, where I had made (and improved during the pandemic) my home office, but also had a room where my ex-wife and I decided to put up some 'take care of your body' equipment. It now consisted of a treadmill (that I actually used twice or 3 times a week), some free weights, a yoga mat, and one of those 'do it all' gym equipments that I truly had no idea how it worked. It just stood there after the divorce cause it simply wouldn't fit into Karen's condo.
"I guess... anyways, gotta go, kiddo. See you Saturday"
"Thanks, dad. See you Saturday"


Saturday came and I had to run back to the office during the afternoon. That didn't seem to bother Lizzy at all, as she was all hyped for the party and already making arrangements with her friends. When I got home around 4pm the girls were already downstairs, apparently dressing up and chattering loudly. I learned earlier that day that it was a costume party (as obviously all halloween parties should be), but that was about it. I negotiated with Lizzy a curfew hour of 11:30pm, which sounded reasonable considering it was the weekend.
I went upstairs for a quick shower and came back to the kitchen about 30 minutes later. I expected hearing the same round and squeaky sounds of excited girls, but coming from the basement was something more gutural. Some moans and groans, followed by thumps and heavy breathing. It was weird and I decided to check it out. What I stumbled upon was anything beyond what I could have imagined.
The girls were in tiny white shorts and matching tank tops, and they were exercising heavily. My mouth fell opened as I watched in awe. Lizzy was doing what later I found out to be called shoulder presses, and she was using probably the largest weight from our set. Betty was doing ab crunches with added weight, and I could see the six pack on her abs jumping out at each crunch. And Tammy was with her back turned at me, doing pull ups in a cross bar I didn't remember we had. The muscles on her back and arms danced up and down with each pull. For some reason I couldn't think of, they were pulling out some serious heavy lifting before attending to a party.
"Wha...?" I finally babbled, making myself noticed in the room
"Oh, hey dad. What's up?" Lizzy dropped the weights on her hand and came to say hi. I couldn't stop staring at her shoulders, now all pumped up, with a large vein popping out from her left one.
"What... what are you doing... I I thought you had a party"
"Oh, we do. This is just part of the costume, actually" Tammy dropped to the floor and joined Lizzy. She looked thick and wide
"What? I don't understand"
"You will in a second, mr. T" Betty joined them. Her legs looked swelled as well. "Actually, girls, we should change, it's almost time"
"That's true. Dad, can you excuse us? We'll be right back up"
"S-sure..." I still didn't understand what was going on, but watching all three of them fully pumped was making me dizzy

About ten minutes later the girls came up. They were dressed in matching short dresses, each one of a color. Tammy, who had blonde hair and blue eyes, were in a light blue dress. Lizzy had a green dress that matched her own eyes. And Betty, who had a brunette 'almost red' hair had a pink dress with a red bow on her head. They all had identical black belts around them. I was still not sure of what was going on there as the three of them stood before me, hands on their hips, and stared at me
"So, what do you think, dad?" Lizzy, who was lined up at the left, asked me as my eyes scanned them. I was in shock as I noticed how thick their quads (that the dresses made no attempt to cover) looked, just as how shaped and hard their calves seemed. Also, since the dresses were sleeveless, I could notice the boulders on their shoulders, very defined and giving space to thick arms that were very imposing
"I.. well, you are all matching your outfits, but..."
"C'mon mr T! Don't you recognize us? We're the PowerPuff Girls!" Tammy screamed in excitement.
"Yeah! I'm Buttercup, Tammy is Bubbles and Betty is Blossom!"
Now I saw it. I remember the girls loved that cartoon growing up. And, I must admit, they looked pretty exactly like the girls on the show. Well, that, plus muscles.
"Oh! Now I see it. How could I have forgotten about it? You girls were crazy for that" I complied
"Yeah! So, do you like it?" Lizzy took a step forward and did a little spin. I noticed her back too was pretty wide
"You look perfect, girls. But... may I ask what's with the exercising?"
"Well, we figured... if it were nowadays, the Powerpuff girls should look more buffed, right mr. T?" Tammy jumped on "So.. we decided to pump ourselves up. At least for the beginning of the party and pictures we'll be looking truly powerful" she grinned
Before I could say anything, Betty raised both her arms and performed a double bicep pose. She also extended one of her legs and flexed her quads. The muscles on it jumped out fiercely. Lizzy and Tammy immediately mimicked her pose
"Take a picture of us, will you daddy?"
It took me a couple seconds before taking out my phone. I was awed by how big they looked. Tammy's biceps were obviously larger than the other girls, but Lizzy's looked more defined, bordering a split on each one of them, that accompanied by her thick, big shoulders, made her look the most muscular. Betty's legs, on the other hand, were the thickest and scariest of the three.
I couldn't help but let out a low 'oh my God' as I took a few clicks of them making poses that showed off her muscles. Tammy heard it and giggled
"Looks like your dad is pretty impressed with our costumes, Lizzy"
Lizzy looked at me and asked "Really dad? Do you like it?"
"I... I..." I babbled, as I realized there was no point in hiding it "Well, you girls look really strong. I mean... I'm pretty sure many boys will feel... intimidated by you"
I wasn't sure how they'd take it. I know I was a bit intimidated by their proud muscles. But they grinned as they heard me
"thanks, Dad. You see, we chose this costume partly because of it. We want to see how boys react when they notice that girls can have muscles too"
"Yeah! Girl power" Betty added. They were hyped up.
So that was it. Well, I guess they were right on the money if that was their intention
"Well, girls... You look awesome. I think many of them will envy those muscles of yours"
Again, I knew I did.
"Thanks, Mr. T" Tammy spoke "You know, we worked very hard to have them. We are very proud of them and we appreciate your words" she came closer to me and gave another flex to her mighty bicep. For a second I forgot who I was, who she was and almost made a move to touch it. It was hypnotizing.
I stopped myself before they could notice it. Or so I hoped.

[Japagreipe]

Nice progress. The boys better not get too handsy with the Power Puff's, or they might end up losing that arm. Fantastic story, looking forward to what happens next.

[Brfan]

Part 3


It was just one regular Thursday in my life, and I was about to go back to my home office to some meetings when the bell rang. At first I thought about some salesperson doing door to door, but then I remembered we were in 2021 and door to door now is message to message. Intrigued, I went for the door and to my surprise, it was Tammy and Betty, my daughter Lizzy's friends.
"Hi, Mr T! Is Lizzy here already?"
It was a cold rainy November day, and they were in trench coats that hid they're voluptuous and muscular bodies, what actually was a good thing. Ever since their halloween party I was having some trouble not thinking about Tammy's engorged bicep flexed right to my face.
"Hi girls. No, Lizzy is not coming today, is she? She wasn't supposed to, at least. Did you guys scheduled something?"
Betty's face went from a smile to disappointment instantly
"Oh, I can't believe it... we agreed to meet here so we'd go together to this new CrossFit box that's halfway from our homes and halfway from hers, and now I told my brother to take the car..."
"Oh, I see..." I added "Well, she didn't tell me anything, perhaps she's on her way. Why don't you come in and wait for a while?"
"Great, thanks"
The girls entered and made themselves comfortable on the kitchen counter
"Listen girls, I'll be downstairs in the office, ok? Feel at home, grab a bite if you want to."
"Thanks, mr. T. You're the best"

I guess it passed about 15 minutes before I heard someone coming down. Probably Lizzy had arrived and the girls were just coming to say goodbye. Instead, only Betty and Tammy came down
"Excuse me, mr. T... sorry to bother"
"Not at all, Tammy. Is Lizzy coming?"
"Actually, she just texted us telling she won't make it. Apparently she had some extra homework and won't be able to join us today"
"Oh... I'm sorry girls...is there anything I can do for you?"
They looked at each other and grinned, before giving a little blush
"Actually, mr. T..." Betty started
"Would you mind if we use your gym equipment down here? It's kinda late to go to the CrossFit box anyway and we are stuck without a car"
I looked at them both, trying to come up with some plausible excuse. As much as I thought it was 'ok' for them to exercise for the next hour, I didn't exactly like myself near them when they got all pumped up and sweat. I came up short
"S-sure... I guess.. just... just don't hurt yourselves"
"Thanks, Mr. T! You're the best! It will be about an hour or so, and we won't bother you!" the girls turned around and went to the next room to warm up and stretch.

I now had a very big concentration problem. My home office was separated from the small gym only by a half-wall, that pretty much gave me full view of what the girls were doing. Surely enough, it took them about 3 minutes to get off their coats and into very tiny gym outfits, that were basically a spandex short and a sport bra. As hard as I tried, I just couldn't stop glancing at Betty's gorgeous derriere, round and big as they come, or Tammy's thick shoulders and chest. She looked like a bodybuilder as far as I could tell.
For the next 30 minutes or so I did the best I could. I tried to glue myself to the screen, tried to fill in some spreadsheets. But as time went on and the girls crawls and moans became louder, it was simply impossible not to stare at. At some point, I almost fell off my chair. Tammy had grabbed Betty and placed her over her back, and was squatting using her friend as weight. As she went up and down (really down) I watched in awe that demonstration of strength as my eyes couldn't stop noticing how Tammy too had such round and gorgeous butt.
They were now taking turns on hanging leg raises, and I was hypnotized by their abs. Both girls had borderline an 8 pack, as the last portion of their abs was on display and very distinguishable. Tammy herself had the lines of what was called an Adonis belt, so ripped she was looking right now.
I must have been staring for a while now, cause when Tammy finished her set and let go of the bar we made brief eye contact and I could swear she blinked one eye at me. I blushed immediately.
Finally they went for some bicep workout. Now that was something that I had to see. They were taking turns with some pretty big dumbbells and the effort was causing them to groan at each rep. I couldn't take my eyes off Tammy's pumped arms. They looked huge. The definition and size she had when she worked out was so damn impressive I was literally holding my breath watching it. Betty's incentive words weren't doing my imagination any good either
"Go on, bitch!" "That's it, pump those guns" "One more, give me one more" "C'mon Tammy, get huge" "That's it"
Tammy finished her set and dropped the weights to the ground, exhausted. I was hoping the adrenaline rush she was having would cause something, I don't know, maybe setting the place on fire.
Right now I wasn't even trying to fake attention to something else. Thank God they were so into each other that they didn't notice.
Still keeping her arm lowered, Tammy flexed her left bicep and felt it with her right hand. I could tell just by her posture she was happy with what she felt. She took her hand from her own mighty muscle and offered it to Betty, who immediately felt it. I was envious of Betty right now. I wanted to be the one feeling that gorgeous, marble carved muscle.
"Geez girl. That is some hard core freaking awesome muscle. Look at that" Betty seemed to be squeezing it "Hard like a rock" she added
"Yeah, I'm big. We are big, girl. Thanks. Now let's go home, maybe it stopped raining"
"Yeah, let's put everything back and go"
"Alright. Just let me say bye to mr. T" Tammy said
Hearing my name brought me back from my trance. I tried my best to look focused on my screen as Tammy entered the office
"Hey Tammy... you all done?" I deviated my eyes from the screen to her and my jaw opened up a little involuntarily. She noticed.
Tammy was standing in front of me, her upper body fully pumped from her workout, with her hands on her hips. I noticed a drop of sweat rolling down from her chest into the crevices of her abs and accidentally followed it with my eyes.
Tammy giggled, noticing my reaction
"Yeah, it was a wild session, I must tell you, mr. T. You have some good machinery here. There's a lot that can be made with it"
She stared me down
"Well, I... I'm glad you could use it, T-Tammy..."
"You know, we could do this again, if it's ok with you, sir... " Tammy took a step forward, almost challenging me to tell her that I too appreciated her workout session
"Y-yeah, s-sure.. feel... feel free to use it, Tammy..."
She smiled, after getting what I assumed she wanted.
"Thanks mr. T, you are really the best" Tammy walked around the desk and before I could do anything, she bent over and laid a kiss on my cheek. Her scent, even all sweaty, was inebriating.

[Guit03]

Things are heating up^^

[pramitsen2008]

That's some fantastic writing there Brfan. Great literary skills.

[Japagreipe]

 Tammy's got Mr. T's number that's for sure. His life might become a roller-coaster ride when the girls start showing up all times of the day, throughout the week. I was wondering if they really had a meeting set up with the daughter at all, or if they (Tammy especially) were being devious in order to flaunt/show off, having perhaps realized his fascination with their muscles?

[Brfan]

I watched Tammy and Betty climb up the stairs from the basement and exhaled hard. I'm not sure how many minutes were gone while I tried to regain my senses and 'lower my expectations' under the desk. When things finally seemed under control, I got up and walked into the gym area to turn off the lights and refocus on my work. That's when I heard steps coming down the stairs again.
Before I could do or say anything, Tammy reentered the room, this time alone.
"I forgot my coat, sorry, mr. T"
"T-that's ok" my voice came out a lot less confident than it should "Betty's upstairs waiting for you?"
"Actually" Tammy was standing right in front of the stairs, blocking any way out, and placed her hands on her hips, the muscles on her forearms and triceps bulging defiantly "she's already gone"
My heart froze. I could understand that right now I was all alone with this gorgeous Amazon, and instead of behaving like the righteous family man I was, my mind clashed with my primal instincts. I was in pain from the ambiguity of my desires. Tammy, however, seemed calm, in control.
"W-where is your coat...?" I made mention to turn around and find it, as a way to distracting myself from Tammy's glowing muscles on the show, but she stopped me. Grabbing my wrist, she held me in place
"Don't mind it. I actually have something to ask you, and I think it's best if I'm not wearing my coat" she smiled
"W-what? How so...?"
"Mr. T, do you like my muscles?" Tammy was being direct with her words and I felt what I imagine I would feel if she decided to punch me in the stomach.
"What....? Tammy, I..."
"It's a simple question, mr. T." Tammy raised her right arm and flexed her bicep inches away from my face. I could smell her scent, and it was mind twisting "Do you like my muscles? Do you like this muscle?" she repeated the question, stepping closer
I backed down a couple steps, banging against the wall. Tammy was cornering me. Not that I felt she'd physically harass me or anything, but at this point I'd much rather she did it with her fists than her words
"T-Tammy..." I didn't know what to say, though the bulge in my pants pretty much answered her question
"I think you do. It's ok, Mr. T. I'm glad you do" she smiled "Let me tell you about these muscles and how they came to be" She inhaled deeply and flexed her shoulders. They looked like freaking boulders right now, the kind Indiana Jones would have trouble running away from
"I think you know my dad abandoned me and my mom when I was twelve, right?" I nodded confirming her assumption
"What you probably didn't know is that before leaving us he used to drink and beat up my mom. Then, later, he'd take her, cause, well, he could. Sometimes I saw the beating. And I knew about the 'taking'. Let me tell you how I felt about it" For the first time Tammy lowered and relaxed all of her muscles. I breathed for the first time in I don't know how long
"At first, I felt scared. Scared that he might beat me up too. Then, as time passed, I started feeling sad. Sad that the man I called dad was a freaking coward. Finally, I started feeling angry. Angry that neither me or my mom could stop it. And that's when I decided I wouldn't let that happen to me." She was starting to 'inflate' all over again, as if telling me her story was causing an adrenaline rush that pumped up her massive body. All I could do was stare at her in awe
"Sure, at first this was a joke for anyone who could read my thoughts. I ran around the block, did pushups and sit ups in my room. But then high school came, and with it the opportunity to truly develop my body, to turn it into an armor of solid, powerful muscles. And that's what I did. Now, I know that there isn't a single boy in our school that can go toe-to-toe with me. I can beat all of them down. Do you believe me, mr. T?"
I was shivering "I-I do..."
"Good. But recently I came to realize that these muscles don't serve only to protect me and keep assholes away. They can also be used to entice and seduce good men. And you, mr. T, are a good man" Tammy smiled and came closer, pressing my body against the wall with her own. She could feel the hardness of my dick against her solid abs. She smiled
"T-Tammy..."
"Shhhh... it's ok, mr. T. In fact, it was you that made me realize that. You see, I'm very, very good at reading people. And I can tell that you were... let's say enticed... by my muscles since the first time you saw them. I'd say since I flexed this bad boy for you for the first time, on your backyard" she flexed her bicep once again. I just wanted to grab it right now
"Tell me I'm wrong" she challenged me
"Y-you're not, but..."
"No but's, mr. T. It's ok. I'm glad we are in agreement about this. Now tell me, would you like to feel them? Go ahead. Kiss them too, while you're at it" her words were an invitation, but her voice sounded like a demand. Burning in conflict, my hand trembled towards her flexed bicep, until they finally touched it. That second, my mind blurred about anything else, and I just caressed it like it was the ultimate diamond
"My God... they are so big..." I whispered
"Yes, they are... big, and hard, and powerful. Bigger, harder and stronger than yours too, aren't they?"
"Y-yes..."
"But that's good, right? Cause that's how you like them to be, mr. T, isn't it? You like that my muscles are bigger and contain more power than yours. You like that I dominate you like this, right?"
"R-right..." I was on the verge of kneeling in front of her just because it seemed the right thing to do
"Now, mr. T... it's my turn... take off your clothes"
Her new order brought me back to my senses for a bit "W-what? T-Tammy we, we can't.. it's... wrong.."
Tammy grabbed my t-shirt with both hands by the collar
"You see, mr. T, there's one other thing this muscles give me. They give me the power to get what I want. When I want." Tammy pulled my t-shirt apart, ripping it into pieces and exposing my flat chest. My body became even more underwhelming when compared to her powerful torso. "And... I want you out of your clothes, mr. T. Now"
"T-Tammy..."
"Look, mr. T. Why is it wrong? Because somebody told us that in my 18th birthday I will magically begin being able to decide things for myself, but until then I'm immature? Let me explain this to you once again. Psychologically, I had to mature myself at a very young age. Mentally I've been mature enough to know what I'm attracted to for a while now. And physically, well... we both can tell I'm very, very matured" she gave another pull to my t-shirt, finishing up the shredding and throwing  it to the ground. I never felt more excited before
"Anyways, this is happening, mr. T. I just think we'd both enjoy it much more if I didn't have to beat you up for it" Tammy gave a chest flex in a menacing way "but I will if I have to. Like I said, these get me what I want. And I want you"
Shivering in awe, excitement and, I must confess, a bit of fear, I unbuttoned my jeans. Still unsure of why I was doing it, I let it fall to the ground and stepped out of it. Tammy smiled, held my hand and dragged me to the exercise bench. There, she stripped me out of my underwear and pointed me to sit. I obeyed.
I just stared at her as she too stripped out of her clothes. Tammy's body was the work of art of some very crafty renaissance sculptor. Every muscle of hers was in perfect display, dancing when required, but not even moving when not demanded. Her obliques were striated, just as her shoulders. Her abs looked indeed like an medieval armor, impenetrable. Tammy's thighs oozed power at each step.
She sat on my lap, immediately letting me into her. There was no need for foreplay. She was soaking wet and warm already. I moaned
"It feels good, right? Now... relax, and enjoy the show"
As Tammy slowly rode me, she gave a show. As my hands guided her, she flexed whenever I touched. Her brick wall of abs. Her gorgeous thighs. Her large chest, her huge shoulders.
"My God, you are so hard..."
"So are you, mr. T..."
"Look at these trunks..."
"Yes..."
"And, God... your biceps.. they're so big..."
"Yes..."
the more I talked and felt her, the more excited she was. At some point finally, she was screaming and trembling in an orgasm I didn't know I could provide to someone. Panting in excitement, she finally climbed out. I was still very much rigid.
Before I could say anything, she bent over on the bench, and told me to come. I watched her solid ass, all the striations on her glutes. I wondered what could happen to me if she decided to flex them all at once. I entered her again and Tammy arched her back out of pure lust. From this angle, she looked so wide and thick I figured her frame would completely hide mine. I thrusted her with pleasure, hearing her moans and groans. At some point, I laid my head on her back, feeling it's solidness and size. Tammy grabbed my hands and led them to her abs. I felt they fully contracted, each crevice deeper than before. Tammy then pulled both my hands over her shoulder, telling me to feel her huge traps and shoulders. As I did, I felt her beginning to stand up. At first I didn't know what to do, but finally I realized all I could do was wrap my legs around her, and we stood there, with me giving small pushes against her while she supported my whole weight on her back, and still had the energy to enjoy our bodies. I was dumbfounded by her strength
"Harder" she demanded. I did my best from the position I was in
"Harder" she told me again. Again, I tried
"Harder!" she was screaming now, in full pleasure.
Tammy grabbed my hands and commanded me to come down and out of her. She turned around and faced me. For a second I thought she was mad, or disappointed with my performance. She was smiling though.
"Let me show you what I mean by harder" Tammy pushed me to the floor and mounted me once again. This time she started to thrust her hips against mine with such lust and desire I was actually being pushed around the floor. She was screaming loudly in pleasure now. She directed my hands to her butt and I felt how truly solid it was. I couldn't make a dent on it even grabbing it with all my might. Finally I couldn't hold anymore and moaned loud as I relieved myself inside her. We both collapsed together into the floor.


The End

[Japagreipe]

Well, he got a ride alright. He's gonna have the rug burns to show for it. She had him pinned down, so to speak, long before she actually physically pinned him down. I suspected as much. Great series. Thank you!

[Brfan]

A quick encore




It's been about two weeks since my endeavor with Tammy. I was still feeling sort of guilty, but also convincing myself that, in her words, 'it was a perfect healthy physical relationship that both wanted to happen'. It was a good thing that neither Tammy or Betty came to visit Lizzy since then, which made it easier for me to forget about their muscles and what I felt for them.
I was all but back to my routine when on a Thursday, about 5:30pm the bell rang. To my surprise, when I opened the door I found
"Betty? What.. what are you doing here?"
"Hi, Mr T, nice to see you" She said as she stepped in, almost pushing me aside as she did it. I noticed she didn't bother asking permission to enter, too.
Despite the chilly weather, I couldn't help realizing Betty was wearing very tight spandex shorts, and as she walked towards the living room, I couldn't take my eyes of her large, solid derriere. I also noticed Betty's calves were shapely and very solid. I followed her intrigued about that 'invasion', not sure of what to say. Betty turned around and looked at me. As hard as I tried, I couldn't stare back at her eyes, as mine were fixated on her quads. It did no help the fact that she was deliberately flexing them, too.
Betty giggled "I guess Tammy was right"
Hearing Tammy's name froze me to my spine. Had she told Betty about what happened?
"Tammy... what? What are you doing here, Betty?" I tried to sound in control, but the truth is Betty's lower body muscles were driving me nuts. And she knew it.
"How much do you weight, Mr T?" Betty asked, not bothering my own questions
"What? I... Around 150, but what...?"
"Oh.. that's.. well, not much of a challenge, but ok" Betty was confident of her actions and not minding my discomfort at all. She approached me and before I could say anything, Betty wrapped one of her arms around my legs, and the other around my left arm. Lowering her body, she pressed my midsection against her upper back, and took me off the ground with astonishing ease
"What...?" I was shocked with how easily Betty lifted me up. It only got worse when she effortlessly started squatting.
"Cool, right? I could do this with an extra 50 pounds, but this is alright" she giggled as she squatted for the 20th time or so, non stop. I shivered as I realized my dick was hardening right against the back of her neck
"Betty... put me down, p-please..."
"Oh, ok, Mr. T. I'm just thinking where I'll put you down... how about the kitchen?" and Betty carried me, still on her back, all the way to the kitchen, before gently putting me sit on the counter. She stared at me serious, in silence for a few moments. I was completely dumbfounded and unsure of what to say. Betty finally took her eyes away from me and opened up a big smile
"Great! A Watermelon! I always wanted to do this" she said, grabbing the watermelon in her hands and scanning the room. She finally picked up a chair and placed it in front of me.
"Please hold this." she said, handing me the watermelon "I don't want to make a mess with my clothes, so..." Betty stripped out of her sweater, exposing her torso which was covered only by a lacy purple bra. She also took off her spandex shorts, allowing me to see that her panties matched her bra in color and design. I was fully erect right now, and there wasn't much I could say or do to hide it. I couldn't take my eyes off her. despite not being massive as Tammy, Betty was just as ripped. In fact, her abs looked even more defined, each crevice carved deep into the marble stone that her skin must have felt to the touch.
Unaffected by my staring, Betty took the watermelon from my hands, stared at my crotch for a second and smiled. She then sat on the chair in front of me and placed it between her monstrous thighs
"You know, they say it takes about 350 pounds of strength to burst one of these open" she adjusted the big fruit in between her thighs tightly and locked her ankles together "they also say it's about double that to crack a ribcage" she giggled mischievously "but.. let's start here" and with that Betty squeezed her legs together.
The poor watermelon never stood a chance. About 2 seconds later we both heard the crack from the fruit, which Betty kept squeezing until she made the bottom part fall to the ground. I was pretty sure I was holding my breath for more than a minute now
"Oh, look at that mess..." Betty was doing some kitty catty voice, pointing at the remains of the fruit on the floor, as well as drops of juice and squeezed fruit all over her abs, thighs and chair. "I think you better clean that up, Mr. T" she added
Listening to my name took me out of that weird trance, but I was still unable to confront anything Betty did or said at that point. So I just jumped off the counter and knelt before her, to gather the pieces of what once had been a full watermelon.
"Not that mess, Mr. T. This one" Betty announced with a sexy voice, spreading her legs open sexily, showing the drips of watermelon running down her inner thigh and inviting me in.
Fighting my primal urge to fall in mouth first, I stood still. But only for a second or two
"That's ok, Mr. T." Betty said, grabbing my wrists and putting my hands on her quads. I shivered as I felt how smooth and hard they were "I presume you like watermelon" she said, pulling me a bit closer "And I know for a fact you like... well... this" and with that Betty lifted her legs and placed them over my shoulders, pulling my head into her thighs. Every sound became immediately muffed, but I didn't need my hearing right now. I licked the watermelon juice that was running from Betty's inner thighs, feeling the solidness and warmth of them. Betty took my hands and toured me through her abs as I cleaned her up. She led me to the back of her butt, her obliques and as I got closer to her panties, she finally placed my hands on her quads. There, she took her hands from mine, and I could tell she had bursted her panties as she opened her legs a bit just to take them out of the way. I was now facing the most gorgeous pussy I had ever seen in my life, and it smelled great too. At this point, I had no intention of doing anything else besides giving this Goddess the pleasure she deserved, and so I went in.
I could feel Betty's body shivering with excitement as I made her cum over and over. I also noticed she contracted her quads, sometimes involuntarily, but sometimes knowingly, just to make sure I knew who was in charge.
Finally, her crushes became so intense I was having a hard time breathing. But at this point, I was merciless. I tried to grab Betty's legs and pull them apart, but that only made her hotter and flex harder. She was clearly getting excited with the idea of controlling me, and that was the ultimate experience for her.
And for me

[wowser1016]

Great encore but it cries for more. Feel free to give us another. In fact, please give us another.