Super Sensual Solace Starr 2
By Sage26, blumace22@yahoo.com
After killing 3 more beasts the muscular amazon introduces herself.


I woke up Saturday morning thinking about the incredible dream I'd had. It
seemed so real but was too farfetched to be believable. I figured it must've
been the green. Often, marijuana makes me have some really great dreams that
seem so real, and then when I wake up I wish I could relive them. That's how I
was feeling now. I couldn't shake the amazon from my thoughts. Her tremendous
mass of muscle swaying as she pounded on the miserable lizard monster caused
my boxers to lift. A beautiful woman like that was rare even in dreams. I
wonder what I would do if I really met a woman like that? Even better, if I
had a female with an immaculate face and muscular body such as hers for a
girlfriend. I would probably smash the shit out of her, I thought. I imagined
her juicy, sensual lips pressed against mine as we made love on my comfortable
bed. To help me with my imagination of the goddess I drew a picture of her. I
hadn't drawn much since I'd been in college and my skills had fallen some but
I was still pretty good. The picture I drew was accurate in its overall
appearance of her but of course it could not come close to capturing the
beauty she possessed. I silently wished I had a woman like that of my own. I
figured I would be the happiest man in the world.

But stuff like that is reserved for fantasies - my fantasies. It's all good
though. I figured one of these days I would break out of my shell and go meet
a female bodybuilder or a muscular woman and not care what my friends thought.
I wasn't ashamed of liking muscular women but if my homeboys ever found out I
was attracted to them I would never hear the end of it. Speaking of friends I
decided to go to my boy Joe's crib to pass some time.

He stayed in the same on-campus apartments that I stayed at and was within
walking distance. When I went up to his apartment I opened the door without
even knocking (that's cuz I knew he didn't mind and was probably expecting me
to drop by anyway). BET music videos were on as usual on the tv set he and his
roommate shared in the den when I walked in. Joe was in his room and must have
heard me come in for he opened his bedroom door and walked down the small
hallway into the den. We slapped hands and I took a seat on the couch in front
of the tv.

"What's goin on?" he asked.

I shrugged. "Nuttin much man jus chillin."

"You do anything las night?"

"Me, J Lew, Deuce, and Smiles hit up tha club."

"You shoulda called me and lemme know wuz up," he complained. He wasn't angry,
just bothered by the thought that I would go out to the club without him.

"Dawg, I called yo phone and you aint answer," I said truthfully. Joe was
usually the first one I called out of my potnas on campus to go out and do
something with. He flipped out his phone and looked through his missed calls.
He must've seen my name cuz he nodded his head and sat down in a chair next to
a small portable table.

"Doin anything tonight?" He asked. I shrugged again. "We should hit up that
club you wuz telling me bout that's tite on sat'days."

"We can do whateva man. My wallet's kinda void though. I gotta go pick up some
paper."

"Then go on head out to da bank. You know you be done forgot bout pickin it up
come tonight when you need it."

"Shut up, nigga," I replied. My eyes were on a new Beyonce video. Most of my
potnas and the people I hang with thought she was the finest thing ever. I
thought she was alright but I could never truly get turned on by her just by
looking at her. My true preference in women didn't come sway their big,
muscular asses on tv like that. In fact, my preference for women could hardly
ever be seen on tv. For that I had to go to the confines of my room where I
could find them on my laptop. As I watched Beyonce's long, slightly thick legs
glisten as she moved her body so fluently to the rhythm of the beat that
played while she sang I wondered if any female bodybuilders could move like
that. Probably some fitness girls but it was hard to imagine a big, muscular
woman being able to work her booty the way Beyonce did. It did make for a nice
thought though. "I'm out," I told Joe. "Catch you tonight man."

Me and Joe stood together that night outside of club Angel in Downtown Dallas.
It was warm that night even though it was the middle of fall. That's how it is
in the great state of Texas. I had green in my system from chiefing a little
bit earlier - I know I said before that I only smoked once a week or every two
weeks but sometimes I made an exception - and I was feeling pretty calm but
good. Joe rarely smoked and tonight he made me blow solo. Most of the dudes I
saw in and around the club were dressed like us: tall tees, baggy shorts and
pants, caps tilted at any angle with do-rags underneath them (I didn't have a
do-rag on but Joe did. Why get a hair cut when it would be covered by a black
silky bandana-like rag? Some would ask me why I still wore hats even after my
haircut but with the way I wore my hat you could still see some of my edge up
and to me it complimented my haircut nicely), jordans, carmellos, iversons and
many other nba icons with shoe brands covered our feet while we wore our socks
low so they weren't visible. Some of the boys, like me, had the front part of
their shirts tucked in under big, gaudy belt buckles with shiny emblems on
them. Most had the state of Texas on them but mine had a gold longhorn on it
with diamond studs around the edges. The rest of our long shirts drooped down
to the back of our thighs and hid our sagging pants and shorts. That was my
people's style and that's the way we liked it. Some people would refer to our
dress as "hood" even though not all of us, including myself and Joe, were from
the hood. I don't see how a style of dress can be associated with where one is
from and what their background is. That's just the way we liked to wear our
clothing. Anyway, whereas most of the males present at the club were dressed
"hood" the females were wearing flashy blouses, skirts, bikini tops and other
outfits that showed a lot of skin with expensive high heeled shoes on their
feet and jewelry on just about every part of their bodies. A few wore fancy
shades over

their eyes and increased their appeal.

"Ah hell naw!" I hollered a little too loudly for some females who were
walking in front of us turned around and gave us a look. Joe, who was a
somewhat short dude, looked up at me.

"What's wrong wit you, nigga?"

At first I didn't hear him for I was too paralyzed by terror to say or do
anything. I stood completely still as my heart began to furiously pound
against my chest. Fear took over me as my eyes were focused intently on
something just a few yards away from the club. Joe followed my gaze and
stopped when he saw what I saw. . .

And then started to laugh. I angrily looked at him and demanded, "What's so
funny, nigga?"

"You!" he replied while still laughing. I looked back at the thing that was
causing me to panic, a German shepherd sitting obediently next to two police
officers.

"I can't go in, man. That thing is gonna sniff me and tear me to pieces!" I
grabbed a part of my shirt and smelled it. I couldn't really pick up the scent
so I asked Joe to smell me. He did and said that I really didn't smell too
much like marijuana.

"Oh well!" I shouted back at him. "Dogs got super sense of smell. I'm
surprised that motha fucka and sniffed me out yet." I started to back away.
"Man I can't go in," I repeated.

Joe was disappointed. "Dawg come on, fool. It aint gon' smell you." Easy for
him to say. He'd been inside while I smoked outside of his apartment earlier
tonight so he didn't smell like weed. He thought for a second. "You got any
smell-good in yo car?"

I searched my brain to see if I'd brought any cologne with me. I nodded when I
remembered that I had. "I'll stand in line while you go spray some on. Hurry
up, nigga."

As usual I parked far away from the club to avoid paying. Angel was not far
from Club Blue so I parked nearby where I had parked last night. That was the
spot where my dream had begun. I tried to remember when the reality of hanging
out with my potnas outside of the club had mixed into the illusion of a dream.
It took a while to get to my car but I didn't rush. Joe would be in line for a
while and by the time I got back he should be ready to go into the club. I
finally reached my destination with my car alongside a street curb where a
parking meter that didn't charge after 9 pm stood. Only a few others were
parked on the street and I was the only one in this particular area. I found
the smell-good in my car and sprayed some all over my clothes and my body. I
almost drenched certain parts of me as I furiously sprayed myself so that that
stupid dog and those punk cops wouldn't mess with me. I remembered to stick a
piece of gum in my mouth so my breath didn't smell like green. Just as I was
beginning to return to Angel a loud noise caused me to jump. I looked around
to see if anybody else had heard the noise, but no one else was around. There
were always sudden noises downtown so I just took it to be something ordinary
although my mind was on the dream I'd had last night. I got a few more steps
in before I froze completely as a high pitched roar filled my ears. The
abruptness with which the noise disturbed the quiet night caused me to gasp
and swallow my gum. More loud noises followed, almost like a clanging and
clattering of things. Something was going on in one of the nearby alleys. I
didn't want to know what, but the dream I'd had caused me to take cautious
steps towards the noises I heard.

It couldn't be true, I thought. "It can't be real," I said quietly to myself.
As I drew closer I could tell that a struggle was going on in a nearby alley.
The clanging of aluminum trash cans and the sounds of grunts - and growls -
told me that. I knew it before I even crept up to the alley and peered in it
from behind the wall that led to the opening of it. What I had witnessed last
night had not been a mere figment of my imagination. It was all real.

The alley was dark but it did not conceal the forms of two human sized
creatures fighting with a much larger form. One of the creatures looked
something like a golden furred dog standing on two legs with a sharp set of
pointy blue spikes jutting from the top of its back and its shoulders. Its
muzzle was a little more crooked and larger than a normal dog's and the three
inch fangs that jutted from its mouth belonged to no ordinary canine. Unlike a
dog it had no tail and its muscles were like that of a well built human's. The
other thing was shorter and portlier with thin yet defined limbs sticking out
from its round body. One of its arms hung loosely at its side with blood
running down it. It was a dark green hue but I could make no comparison of it
to anything I'd ever seen before. It was incredibly ugly, with two tusks
curving out from under its fat chin, and a large head that was half the size
of its body.

Their adversary, with muscles taught and fists clenched, was an enormous black
haired woman cloaked in a black cape with matching boots and gloves. On her
immense, heaving breasts a pair of stars covered her nipples and the only
other piece of clothing she wore to compliment this was a thin black thong to
cover her vagina. All else was bare and shiny, muscular skin. It was the same
gorgeous woman I'd seen the night before. She was fine as hell and the way she
stood in a stance ready to do battle made her even more attractive to me.

The monsters before her didn't seem so ready. Piles of trash lay all over the
ground from where the cans had been knocked over due to intense conflict.
Blood also spotted various places on the brick walls and on the concrete
ground. But none of it came from the woman. As my eyes grew more adapt to the
dimness of the alley I could see behind her that there was another creature, a
midnight blue one. But it was of no threat to her. Its body lay still in a
heap of trash. It appeared larger than the other two with a broad head that
was similar to a shark's. But many of the jagged teeth that jutted from its
gums could be seen missing. Black blood poured from out the side of its mouth.
I'm sure if it were alive it would be an incredibly ferocious beast but
because it was dead it looked like a pathetic and harmless life form.

My dream woman was now staring at the round, tusked monster. Her attention was
not even on the yellow dog-like creature. It kept its glaring red eyes on her
but didn't make an attempt to attack, its fur bristling with anticipation. The
other was visibly shaken to see that the muscular woman seemed only to be
concerned with it. Even though the creature had all of its attention on her,
and knew that she obviously had all of her attention on it, it still could not
avoid what was next to come.

With the quickness of a cobra she struck, her massive body of muscle flexing
as she lunged at the creature and forced her left fist directly into its soft
belly. The creature gargled in pain as it doubled over with repulsive saliva
spitting from its mouth. The woman quickly swerved to her right to avoid being
touched by the nasty yellowish ooze coming from the beast's mouth. Just as she
did so the golden canine monster launched itself at her, its jaws wide open in
an attempt to bite her. The jaws of it stretched to an unbelievable size so
that it could actually swallow a person's head whole. The woman somehow sensed
this and spun around quickly. She caught the beast by its head with her
powerful arms and slammed it into the concrete. With her gloved hands still
holding onto its head she lifted it up and threw it into its partner as if it
were made of cotton. Both monsters collapsed into the wall behind them. I
guessed that the beast had to weight at least 200 lbs yet she flung it around
with such ease. She was turning me on immensely. My dick rose and lifted my
pants as well as my belt buckle.

It was comical to see the two creatures try to scramble to their feet as the
mighty woman charged at them. Pow! Her fist connected with the yellow dog's
crooked muzzle. Wham! Her broad knee lifted the tusked green monster's chin.
Smack! Smack! Smack! She performed a combination of three speedy yet hard
hooks that jerked the dog creature's head from left to right and back again.
Then she kicked the other monster in its ribs. She took turns beating them,
focusing her blows for a period of time on one and then the other. Sometimes
she hit both at the same time. Her fighting ability was something to be
admired. Finally, the dog creature with the blue spikes on its shoulders
slumped to the ground and I think it was dead - or it was definitely almost
there. If it wasn't she made sure it was by stomping her big black boot on top
of its neck. The sound of bones crunching under the force filled the now
relatively silent alley. A pitiful wine hurt my ears as the creature cried out
before it died. The only other sound being emitted was the gagging coming from
the tusked green creature hunched over coughing up blood and spit. The brawny
buxom woman lifted the creature off the ground by its tusks with one of her
thick, meaty arms. She grabbed its other tusk with her other arm and began to
pull outward. At first I couldn't tell what she was doing but then I realized
she was trying to rip its tusks apart from its skull. Just as this was
happening my cell phone began to play the song "Southside da Realest" by DSR.
Someone was calling me, probably Joe cuz now I'd been gone for quite some
time. I quickly clicked it off but it was too late. I heard her drop the
tusked beast, and without thinking I started to run.

It seemed kind of stupid, especially seeing how I thought she was the most
beautiful woman in the world and I sensed she wouldn't do me any harm, but I
panicked from having been caught. It was useless to run away from her anyway
cuz I remembered how she easily caught the lizard creature last night and it
was much faster than I was. Still I ran until I was almost at my car. I didn't
hear any footsteps behind me but I still didn't take any chances. I was
running with all my might even though the marijuana was causing me to run a
little slower than the 4.7 40 yard dash speed I'd run back in high school
football. It also was causing me to tire out quicker. I found myself panting
as I drew within a few feet of my car, pulling out my keys so that I could get
in and start it up.

But then a great mass of bright skinned muscle appeared in front of me from
the sky. This surprised me greatly. I tried to halt to a stop and turn and run
but my shoes couldn't catch good ground on the gravel and I fell hard on my
ass. With my shorts sagging past my butt I felt the full effect of the rocks
tearing against my shirt and my boxers as I skidded on the ground. I ignored
the pain as I looked up to behold the impressive physique of the beautiful,
heavily built and well muscled amazon. Her expression was calm and she showed
no particular mood but she did stand with her gloved hands on her hips with
her tremendous breasts sticking out in the air. At that moment she captured
the essence of feminine beauty mixed with masculine power. It seemed like a
long time passed with me sitting in my embarrassing position looking up at the
impressive form of this strong female.

In truth only seconds passed before she spoke. "Who are you?" she demanded
rather than asked. Her voice was cool and feminine but had much authority in
it. Who am I? I thought. I felt I should be asking her that question. She was
clearly no ordinary woman. I wanted to answer her, and my lips actually
started moving slightly, but I good bring no words out. I was completely
stunned in awe of her beauty and power. When a couple seconds passed with me
saying nothing she cocked one of her eyebrows (the same seductive way she did
last night) and my dick began to rise and press against my pants. I quickly
pulled out the front part of my shirt and covered it over my belt buckle. This
was so obvious I shouldn't have even bothered doing it but she didn't seem to
take note of it. "I asked you a question," she said in the same tone of voice.
She wasn't upset but I could tell her patience was starting to thin.

"B-Brennan," I heard my name stumble from my mouth before I could stop myself.
"B-Brennan Carter." I don't know why I told her my full name. It's not as if
she needed to know it.

"Are you a spy, Brennan?" she asked. This time her voice seemed a little more
assertive and then I sensed that there was a slight chance that I was in
danger.

This question caught me off guard. "N-N-No?" I said questioningly, as if
unsure why she would ask me such a thing.

She raised her eyebrows and bore her pretty silver-blue eyes into me. "You
don't seem so sure of yourself."

"Naw," I said quietly but with a little more confidence. "I ain't a spy."

"Are you sure?" she asked. I nodded and looked down. I felt lower than the
gravel I was sitting on right now. "Because this is the second time I've
caught you in two nights watching me. Last night I let it slide because I felt
you just happened to be there but tonight-"

"It was just a coincidence!" I blurted. I was telling the truth but she didn't
look like she believed me. "On the real, I jus happened to be in the area both
times. And las night that thing came towards me!" I said thinking about the
lizard monster that had run towards and then past me as it tried to escape
from her. "I was jus tryin to go to the club."

She looked around and I could tell she was trying to see if there were any
clubs around. From where we were Club Angel was out of sight. She returned her
enticing gaze to me. "I promise if you lemme go then you'll never see me
again."

"How do I know that?" I thought that over. Both times I'd seen her it'd been
in downtown so I guess that meant I would have to stop coming here, or just
suck it up and pay for parking the next time I went to the club. But now I was
not even sure if I wanted to risk doing even that. As I thought for an answer
she stepped back and leaned against my car, her round buttocks pressed against
my driver side window cuz she was so tall. "No you cannot go," she said before
I could answer her. Uh oh! I thought. Now I truly was in trouble. "At least
not for now," she continued. "I want to talk to you. Why don't you get up."

I hesitated before I raised myself up from the ground and brushed the back of
my clothes off. Ouch! I was feeling the soreness and the burn from having
those rocks bite into my ass. Even when I stood up I felt incredibly small
compared to her, as if I was still sitting down. Now I'm a pretty solid sized
dude: about 6' tall, 190 lbs, but I'd never felt so small and insignificant in
my life. One of my high school football coaches, who once played defensive
tackle in the NFL, didn't even dwarf me the way she did. With her body leaned
against my car I couldn't accurately predict her height but I guessed she was
about 6'6" (with her boots on about 6'9" or 6'10") and weighed at least 300
lbs of thick, solid and beefy muscle. Now what did she want to talk to me
about?

"Do you reside here?" she asked giving a quick glance around the city.

"Not in this area," I replied. "I live about fifteen miles away."

I expected her to ask me exactly where I lived but instead she said, "Tell me,
Brennan. Why do you where such dark clothing? You seem as if you are trying to
blend in with the night."

I looked at my apparel. I didn't notice that I was wearing all black from head
to toe save for my shorts - and they were dark blue. "It's my outfit I was
gonna wear to the club."

"You say you don't live here but yet I've seen you twice in this area -
watching me all the while - and you're wearing clothing that hides you pretty
well in the dark, and yet you still expect me to believe you're not a spy?"

I didn't have anything else to say in my defense so I just nodded. I waited
for her to say something else but she didn't. I felt awkward standing there
with this huge woman boring her eyes upon me so I put my hands in my pockets
and looked away from her. I silently prayed that she didn't mistake me for a
spy of some sort and see it fit to dispose of me. The way she handled those
beasts made me shiver. Her next words surprised me. "Can you keep a secret?" I
looked up at her in confusion. She was grinning seductively. I nodded my head
wondering what she was about to say next. I assumed she must not have thought
I was a spy if she was about to tell me a secret. "My name is Solace. Solace
Lemarcie Starr, of the Champivlons," she said with unmasked pride. She was
introducing herself to me but I could hardly find anything so secretive about
that.

"What's a Champivlon?" I asked.

"A race from the planet Champivla in the northwest quadrant of the galaxy." So
she wasn't even human! I sort of suspected she was something supernatural with
her incredible strength and speed but I never would have guessed she was
something from out of this world. That would partially explain the beasts I
suppose.

"What are you doing here on earth, and what were those things you just
killed?" I couldn't believe I was actually having this conversation but I was
and I knew it wasn't the weed messing with my brain.

"They're Saurikas, an alien race that comes from the planet Zherka. I'm here
to do you humans a favor and kill them," she said as she narrowed her eyes and
gave me a very sensual grin. It was all I could do to keep my boxers from
becoming moist.

"Well what are they doing here?"

"It's that time in the galaxy for the Great Saurikan Feast. Every fifty years
the Saurikas come out of hibernation in their shells and raid a foreign planet
to eat any and all living creatures who inhabit the planet. They've completely
wiped out many races in the universe and you humans could be next. It seems
the Saurikas have found how resourceful and full of life earth is, and they've
chosen it this time as their feasting ground. The brunt of them haven't even
arrived yet."

I processed everything she was saying, not able to believe I was hearing this
or even having this conversation. "So you're here to kill them jus outa tha
goodness of yo heart? To save our planet and the entire human race?" I asked
somewhat in disbelief.

"No." I didn't expect her to give such a blunt straightforward answer. "I'm
here because this is what I do for a living. I enjoy testing my physical
abilities against dangerous creatures. On my planet a person's social status
is based upon their physical attributes and their ability to slay even the
strongest and most ferocious beings. When I return home after my time here I
will have even greater prestige not just among my people but across the
galaxy. Plus, the skins and bones of the Saurikas are especially tough, and
because the creatures only emerge every fifty years their skins are a rare and
priceless possession."

"So you're doin this for fame and glory?"

"Yes." She clenched her fists and flexed. Her body swelled within her cloak
and even more of her body was revealed. My mouth gaped noticeably. "I could
care less about the well being of humans."

"Well jus tell me how you really feel," I said sarcastically.

"I did," she replied in a matter of fact manner.

"It's just an expression," I said as I looked over her impossibly amazing mass
of well defined and thickly padded muscles. I wanna fuck tha shit outa you, I
thought. But I would've been content within any form of physical contact with
her. I felt like taking a step toward her and start caressing her thick
muscles with my hands. If only I had some lotion. . . But still she would
probably punch my head clean off my shoulders if I did that. In fact, she
might've done that if she knew what I was thinking about doing to her right
now. I bit my lower lip and tried to suppress my impure thoughts.

While I was doing this she bounced up lightly on her toes and sat on the top
of my car. I was stunned as I saw my car squeak and lower a little bit under
her dense weight. She sat with her legs crossed and rested her arms on her
bulky thighs, making her even more appealing. I closed my eyes for a moment as
my dick pressed hard against my jeans.

"So tell me more about yourself, Brennan," she said. She then arched her thin
eyebrows. "I want to know more about the man who's been spying on me." She
said and meant this playfully but my nerves jumped at her accusation.

"Why do you wanna know anything bout me?" I asked.

"Because I'm quite interested in learning more about you humans. And if you're
truly not a spy then you've got nothing to hide right?" She looked deep into
my eyes and I quickly looked away from her. I decided it wouldn't be so bad to
tell her a little bit about me. Besides it's not like I really had much of a
choice.

So there we talked in the deep of Downtown Dallas for a good hour or so. I
told her whatever she wanted to know about me and I answered all her questions
truthfully. I found out more about her as well. It was an intriguing
conversation that I nor anybody else for that matter would believe themselves
having. Still I limited the amount of information I gave her and I sensed she
was doing the same with me. She was also testing me to see if I was lying
about anything and I could tell she was paying close attention to my demeanor
as I spoke. Try as I might I couldn't help but stutter and stumble over my
words and fidget noticeably. My body often started to heat up but then she
would cut me off and tell me a little bit about herself and then I would start
to calm down. All the while we talked my mind wandered and began focusing
entirely on her gorgeous physique so sometimes I became lost in our
conversation.

Finally, after a great deal of time passed, she hopped off my car and looked
down at me. "Well Brennan it was good talking to you, but it's getting late
and I have a mess I have to clean up in that alley over there." She walked
past me without giving me a hug or even a handshake or something of formality.
I don't know why I expected her to. She didn't seem to be that kind of person
and she probably wasn't accustomed to human practices. For a second I thought
that would be the last time I would ever see her but then she turned around
slightly when she reached the middle of the street and said, "I'll see you
soon."

Well that was inviting but I wonder what she meant by that. I didn't plan on
making many more trips to downtown any time soon. Not out of my lust for her -
in fact that would have driven me to come downtown every night for hope to
catch a glimpse of her muscular beauty - but out of fear of those creatures
she said were here to eat us. But then I thought if it's not safe here then
it's not safe anywhere. She also said that most of the creatures hadn't even
arrived yet and that thought sent a shiver down my spine. I didn't know how
she and I were going to meet again but I'm sure it would happen just as she
promised, and that thought sent a surge of joy throughout me. I had to hurry
home to relieve myself. I looked at the time on my phone and noticed that it
was a little after 2:00 a.m. That meant the club was letting out and Joe would
be outside soon. I got into my car and picked him up from Club Angel. Of
course, he wanted to know where I was and what I was doing so I lied to him
and told him I was walking around downtown chiefing. He didn't seem to believe
me but he took that answer for what it was and started telling me stories
about what went on in the club. I half listened as my mind was more focused on
the voluptuous amazon, Solace Starr, and what we had talked about that night.
"I'll see you soon." I played her words over and over in my head and couldn't
wait until the next time I saw her, whenever that would be.