The other Girl By Smog I knew that my girlfriend liked my muscular body. She said so all the time when we made love. She was not bad herself either. She had a toned, slightly muscular body herself. Like a fitness competitor. Recently she had been going to the gym more often than she used to, and I could feel that she was getting stronger. I could also see that her muscles were growing. I don't particularly like the look of muscles on a girl, I mean, muscles are for men. One day when I got home earlier than expected, I heard noise coming from the bedroom. I was shocked to see my girlfriend being roughly fucked by another girl. Well, not an ordinary girl, but the most muscular girl I had ever seen. My girlfriend was screaming out in delight from the fucking she received from the muscle-girl, as the unnamed girl turned her head at me and just smiled. My girlfriend collapsed on the bed and the muscle-girl pulled out the huge strap-on dildo from her pussy and stood up. "wha ... ... .?" Was all I managed to say, as I was too dumbfounded and shocked to speak. I remembered the countless times I watched Olympia contests on TV. Those girls were huge but compare to this girl, even the men looked like toothpicks! She was about 6" shorter than me, with short black hair, but she had legs with thighs so voluminous that they seemed to hang a foot on either side. It was the most unusual sight I had ever seen and the snow-white, skin- tight top this girl was wearing, besides long, black boots and a huge strap- on, were like a second skin to her. Her hips were very broad and the contrast with her tiny waist would have made her lower body seemed out of proportion were it not balance by an upper-body that consisted entirely of hypertrophied muscles exploding into an orgy of bulges. Her lats were so wide that her arms were forced at a 45 degree angle making her look frightening. The giantess moved a step aside and turned to face a mirror. From the back, her arms looked as thick as her waist and her shoulders, of unbelievable relief and volume, looked wide and strong enough to sit a linebacker on each. Her ass was enormous, perfectly round and striated as if chiselled out of granite. I was still speechless as she proceeded in hitting muscular poses after muscular poses. When she turned sideways to hit a chest pose, I could not help but to yelp. That girl had a chest to put any bodybuilder to shame; the layers of muscle laid down on it made it of impossible thickness. As this was not enough, she had breasts the size of watermelons but only firmer with nipples so large and thick that they stretched the fabric of her top. Looking at her reflection in the mirror, she hit the chest pose and while doing it breathed in deeply causing her chest to expand and her breast to move up and up and up until the huge nipples pointed directly towards the ceiling. "Meet my new lover!" a voice said. I turned toward the bed where my girlfriend was laying, "Is she not just beautiful?" The muscle-girl, still dangling the strap-on between her legs, turned towards me and raised her arms. She just bent her arms behind her head, in order to show them just slightly, semi-hidden and not really flexed, as if not wanting to cause a shock that could have made me faint, even in that way the biceps appeared huge on her arms. And then, putting a serious face she extended her arms. Even with them straight the bulge of her biceps was perfectly evident, and absolutely huge! She started to bend her arms, very slowly, that movement took what seemed an eternity to me! The bulge was becoming bigger and bigger, but she was just bending her arms, relaxed, not flexing them! Her arms formed now a 90 degrees angle, and she went further, with a serious expression again, till they were in the position of maximum bicep exposure. Their volume was unbelievable, probably around 22 inches, and then, as the final apotheosis she flexed them, while showing her prettiest smile to me. I confess that I almost fell onto the floor. Her biceps increased further in volume and definition, they were two huge, round balls of pure ripped muscle. Those muscles overcame all I had seen before, not even a professional male bodybuilder could display such amazing and perfect biceps! The girl ended up with a double front biceps pose. She continued to slowly flex the biceps, pumping them fuller and fuller. The veins in her arms began to rise with the size of the muscles. "You must be the boyfriend. Sara said she likes muscles, but you seem a little wimpy to me!" she said in a rough tone, "I am Connie by the way and I have a lot of muscle!" I was too stunned to say anything. My eyes wandered from the female mountain of muscle before me to my girlfriend that lied on the bed just watching me with a wicked smile on her face. I turned to leave but the muscular girl grabbed me, her large hand easily encircling my upper arm. "Hey! Ouch!" I said, moving my hand to pry her fingers away. Her hands were big and rough, and her grip was like iron. I struggled to get away. "Come on, let me go!" I cried. "I can't imagine you played football with those little muscles!" She said and squeezed my arm more tightly. "Like Jell-O!" "Owwww!" I cried out in pain. "Awwww. Did that little squeezy wheezy hurt? What do I see? Tears? Are this LITTLE boy going to cry?" she said insulting me. Insulting me seemed to be fun to her, so long as she could combine it with physical domination. She now stood between me and the door, blocking me. I started to feel hot. The jealousy was transforming into something else, a throbbing in my groin. Was I attracted to her? The idea of muscles on a woman bothered me. Not that I ever minded the muscle tone on Sara, but she had other much more noticeable attributes. But I'd never seen a woman so stacked with power as Connie was, and her voice, deep and rusty. That laugh still got to me though, but ... that body, that shape. What would her breasts feel like on that hard-muscled chest, or those hips on top of those thick columns of power that were her thighs? I moved toward her, whether out of desire or curiosity I wasn't sure. She pulled me closer so that my head was resting against her pillow-like breast. "You're so adorable! Like a little puppy!" She let go of me and shifted her beefy arm around my back, holding me closer. "Ooooh!" she exclaimed. "I LIKE hugging you!" I pushed against her but the only part of her that was soft was the big breast that pressed against my face. Her abs were hard and thick and completely unaffected by my efforts and the pressure of her arm around my back was enough to overpower both my arms and keep me locked against her. God, she was so strong, her arm was so thick. I could feel it on my back, feel the weighty muscle. She was like a giant, a powerful giant. She looked at me and smiled and then took my hand. "Just you take it easy and look here. Look at our arms next to each other. Yours is so thin." "It's not thin!" I protested quickly. "Oh yes it is. Compared to mine anyway!" she said while raising her eyebrow. "What are they? 16 inches? Mine is 24 inches! Don't worry. I think it's really cute." Cute! What does she mean by that?! And why the hell should I worry about what she thinks! "It just looks so small next to mine. See how big my muscle is? Feel it." She put his hand on top of her huge biceps. "And feel how big and hard it gets when I flex it." "OH MY GOD! That MUSCLE!! It's so HUGE! And it's as hard as steel!" I cried out in shock. "Uhm, yes I know!" Connie said and licked her lips while flexing harder making the bicep rise even more. "I am getting all hot from this. Come here boy and let me fuck you, and fulfil all those fantasies you've had while pretending to be a man with your weak girlfriends. You're just a little boy compared to me!" she said with a little smile. "I just love to fuck little muscle-boys!" Images of her raping me raced through my mind. But it wasn't a dream, it was a real nightmare. I saw her face with a hideous grin as she lied on top of me and fucked me in contempt with her hand around my throat in a chokehold. My clothes were torn apart. The muscular Amazon knelt and motioned for me to come forward. Sara, with an amused look on her face, moved a little on the bed. She just lay there, sprawled out to her full length. I trembled with fear, as I edged towards the hugely muscled girl. I didn't like the look of her dildo or the expression of pure lust on her face. My eyes kept darting to various possible exits, hoping there was a way out. None was there. The Amazon lost her patience, leaned forward and hauled me closer by the back of my neck. The diameter of the black rubber was as thick as my wrist. I could smell my girlfriend's scent on the rod. Connie held my face close to her toy and growled, "Now lick, wimpy boy! If you like licking pussy, then you should love licking my cock! Blow me!" My "former" girlfriend, Sara, roared with laughter, "wimpy? Connie, you are so funny! That's it little wimpy boy, lick her penis!" Muscle girl Connie yanked my face closer to the gross object. I squawked at the sudden painful pressure at the sides of my neck. After a second of pain, she jerked my body towards her dildo. Slowly, with short strokes, I licked the rubber shaft. I braced myself with my arms against her hips. Her body shuddered with laughter. "That's my good little puppy-boy! Are you a happy little man?" she laughed. Connie's strong hand gave me little choice. She forced the shaft into my mouth. I nearly gagged when it hit the back of my throat. Slowly, I took it past my throat. "Holy shit, Connie, look at him go at your prick! He's really taking it deep! What a little slut he is!" Sara said and started fingering herself. "Yes he is. He's a happy little cock sucker! Aren't you a happy little slut, honey?" the muscle-monster said to me. Her hand felt harm to my back as she rubbed me. The other hand helped me along, pumping the shaft in and out of my mouth. With the rubber shaft in my mouth, I yelped as she raised herself as high as she could while on her knees. Sara laughed at the sight of me dangling from her new friend's strap-on cock. "Would you like to join me?" she asked Sara in a little girl voice, she knew she loved. The Amazonian-like girl laughed when Sara was kneeling before her, before the question was finished. With her fingertips, Sara gently caressed my body. "Uhm.." Sara said, "I just love muscles. But yours are so small compared to Connie's!" "Sara, dear, there's no need for you to be kneeling. Why don't you lie back and enjoy yourself?" she said to Sara and then to me she growled: "Now, slut, I want you to lick your girlfriend's twat. Make her very happy!" Connie shifted position so I got to kneel before Sara and the muscle girl was standing behind me. I stared at Sara's blonde bush while Connie's cock poked me in the back. Connie leaned her massive body closer to Sara, trapping me between them. Smiling, she kissed her and stroked her bare breast. Sara closed her eyes and moaned with pleasure. I let out a scream from the pressure of Connie's huge and heavy body, easily smothering me. Both of the girls could feel me squirming to get out and when Connie retreated, Sara wrapped her legs round my neck and pulled me closer to her pussy. The sunshine blonde fell on to her back with an evil grin. Her long muscular legs spread wide for me. I whimpered and looked up at the massive mountain of muscle standing behind me. Connie just smiled and motioned me towards Sara. I leaned forward; cleared away some of Sara's dried up love juice. Suddenly, a strong hand shoved my face into her pussy. As I ate away on Sara's pussy I felt Connie massage my back, kneading it. Finally she couldn't contain herself. The giantess leaned over me and slowly pushed the tip of the huge strap-on dildo between my cheeks. With Sara's pussy in my mouth I could only produce a muffled scream. Connie was so strong and muscular that with only one hand, she easily held me in place. She leaned down and whispered into my ear, "Keep licking, slut!" Connie liked the satisfaction of being in control. I cried each time she trusted the dildo into me, nearly lifting me off the floor. Sara would giggle, enjoying the oral pleasure I still was giving her. Sara let out a shuddering moan as Connie forced my hands onto my back. She used only one hand and with the other she started to push the dildo in and out my ass. Slowly at first, inch by inch it was pushed in, embarrassing, painful, without compromise. I cried and moaned like the degraded, beaten wimp-boy I had become. Connie was somewhat of an expert in doing this, so she rough-fucked me into oblivion while she slapped my behind and held my neck in a tight grip. "Come on u little hore! That's right, take it hard! Take Connie's big cock! Yell out my name you little wimp ... scream that you love it! What's the matter wuzz, don't you like it?" Connie whispered in my ear. I shook my head like crazy while I screamed myself hoarse. I had stopped pleasuring Sara and she had moved behind the huge muscle girl and started to caress Connie's awesome muscles while fingering herself. The giantess felt her girlfriend slowly expand to new heights. She smiled. She reached down under my waist and found my rod. The cruel muscle-princess grabbed my rod and started to pump it. I would never have thought that I could get an erection with a dildo up my asshole, being fucked by a girl, but boy was I ever wrong. Connie pumped my helpless rod, holding it in a steel grip, like an expert, until I was on the brink of cumming. Then she stopped and fucked me harder and harder until the dildo's clitoris-tickler brought her as close to an orgasm as I was. She brought us to a climax at the same time, grunting out and almost lifting me completely off the floor. I was hoarse from screaming and when she withdrew the dildo I just flopped helplessly to the ground and all got black. To be continued ... ... ..