Monica, part II
By Smog.



Monica was standing in front of me, her hugely muscled body revealed in all
its glory.
"You can quit staring and come give me a kiss," she giggled. I slowly, like
in a daze, walked over and we embraced.
She drew her arms up, flexing her biceps. She didn't miss my eyes zeroing
in on the exploding mountains of muscle under her skin.
"Oh yeah. Catch the sight of these. Seems like these babies kind of leaves
yours in the dust, wouldn't you say?" She whispered.
"How big are they?" I asked nervously.
"I was hoping you'd ask," she beamed. "Nineteen..." She paused. "And
three quarters. Well that was on Sunday, last time I measured. Should be
bigger now.
I'd think I'd stretch that tape to twenty-one right now. Jeez, let's see,
that would be a whole five inches or so bigger than yours, wouldn't it?"
She slid her thigh up between my legs and pressed it against my crotch.
"Are you uncomfortable because of the pressure of your hard on against your
pants?" it's obvious you're pretty aroused too."
"When you shove your tits in my face, what would you expect?" I said in a
low voice.
"Well I know that, but I think it's more than that, hon. I think my little
muscles are turning you on too. When I flexed I don't think you thought
"Eewww, gross" to yourself. No, you asked me how big they are. And be
honest now, how'd you feel when I said twenty-one inches? When I said five
inches BIGGER than yours?"
I didn't answer her because I couldn't answer her. I was in such a jumble
of feelings I didn't know what to say. She sure looked sexy as hell, but
damn, she was big. There was something about her muscles that was
attractive, but at the same time I was afraid that she'd look down on me
because I was smaller than her.
"How'd you feel?" she repeated. She slid her leg down and placed one of her
hands against my bulging pants. "I can feel how you feel," and then she
opened my jeans freeing my throbbing member from its prison.
I was sweating and my face was all red as I gaped, jaw open, at her
vigorous, muscle-blasting posing display - My dick throbbing, huge and
purple.
Monica then brought one bulging, glistening cannon of an arm down by my
hard-on, and flexed it. Her arm exploded, and a quirky bulge swelled as her
thick, baseball sized bicep deformed the tight skin of her upper arm,
struggling to gain size in its sausage-like confines. Her arm looked ready
to burst as she pumped it, and thick snakelike veins crept along the
pistoning ball of teen muscles. Monica stared at her own massive, rippling
arm in self-admiration.
"Look, we match," she continued, looking at my hard on, covered in nearly
as many veins as her muscle-bound, tense biceps muscles. I was trembling,
in fear and intense lust of this overly muscled young girl.
Monica licked her lips sultrily, and ran her hand from her, straining pants
up her waffled stomach, slowly, feeling every ridge of her washboard
midsection. She lovingly filled her hands with her bulging, steel cable
tummy.
"Masturbate," Monica whispered in a low voice. "You know you've never seen
muscles like these - I am the strongest, biggest girl in this house!"
Monica hit a side chest pose, her arms swelling, vein blasted, and
trembling with her continual flexing. She cocked a shoulder just an inch or
two, but the effect on her chest was tremendous - her breasts swelled,
filling with blood as her muscles pumped larger and larger.
My hand began to glide along my shaft, almost against my will. With a
girlish giggle Monica stood topless and ultra muscular in front of me.
"Yeah, look at my muscles!" Monica continued in her sexy whisper.
"They're so ..." Monica flexed one huge bicep, and caressed the twenty-one
inch stony mound with her small hand. "....ooooohhh," she sighed, her bicep

fully flexed with thick, cable veins. "....big, and hard.... I'm sooo
muscular and strong," she continued, running her hand down her thick arms
to her pumped, bloated and bare chest, running the crevasse between the two
striated, trembling, ultimately vascular globes of meat and running lightly
down her bloated, muscle distended abdominal wall. Monica's nipples,
proudly erect, were a small addition to the veiny, swollen, muscle laden
landscape she offered to me shamelessly.
My arm moved quicker, jerkily, as Monica's amazing musculature continued to
grow and swell before my eyes. Her tree trunk thighs were flexed just
standing, the cuts inches deep between the layers of her giant quads.
"Aren't I the biggest little girl, ever? Isn't my body huge, aren't my
muscles just gigantic? Jerk off to my huge muscles - you know you can't
help yourself, do it!"
"Uggghhh!" was all I could say.

Then Monica got down on one knee in front of me and stuck her arm in
between my legs, so that her bicep was right underneath the base of my
cock.
"Do ya wanna ride my 21" bicep, do ya?" she asked in a whisper.

"Ohh yes ... Yes I'd like to ride your 21" bicep." I managed to stutter.
"Good, I want you to ride my twenty-one inch bicep NOW!!" she commanded.
"Mount up cowboy!"

I scoot up on her unflexed bicep so that I'm positioned correctly and lean
in to give her a kiss.

She returns the kiss, and then slowly flexes her bicep, and I'm raised up
inch by inch by the bulging muscle.
"How's that baby?" She slowly relaxes her bicep again causing me to inch
back down, then slowly flexes her huge bicep again inching me back up.

"God yeah! I love seeing you raised up and down by my huge muscle!" she
moaned.
She slowly relaxes and flexes her boulder-like bicep again.
"OOH baby, I feel SO powerful." she moans, and then relaxes and flexes her
bicep again slowly.

She begins flexing her bicep a little faster.
"Look at you go!" she coos, "Ride it baby!!!"

I start hanging on to her massive arm, massaging it.
"YEEHA!!!!" I shout while Monica starts flexing even faster.  
"Giddyap cowboy! RIDE THE BOULDER!!!" she commands.

I clamp my legs around her bicep, although my legs' strength pales in
comparison to just her bicep's strength ... 
She begins bouncing her bicep FAST!  
"Hold on baby, ride it, ride that 21" BOULDER BICEP!!!" she shouts while
I'm being bucked and tossed violently!

I now have both arms clamped around her bicep and my dick is getting hard
as it ever has.

Monica stops bouncing her bicep, and holds it at full bulge.
"FUCK MY HUGE BICEP BABY, FUCK MY MUSCLE!!!!!!!" she shouts.

I fuck her bicep as hard as I can, but I'm unable to make a dent.  Shortly
thereafter, I cum pretty hard! 

"OH GOD ... OH GOD ... OHH GOD!" I was moaning loudly, my hands massaging Monica's
solid 21" bicep, while I lean in to give her a kiss.

For a moment she stands there, then her body unstiffens, and her bicep
relaxes with me still mounted.  She slowly realizes that she's being kissed
and begins kissing back.


"There! Now that you will not come again that fast, we can move on the fun
part!" Monica said.
Then she dropped her trousers and leaned over, grabbing the back of my
chair.
My eyes wandered up and down Connie's incredible body, taking in the
stunning sight of her huge, massive muscles while my cock once more, slowly
but persistent, rose to the occasion.
"There we go!" She said, referring to my now raging hard on standing
straight up. She wiggled her ass, which reassembled two bowling ball
glutes, inviting me to come and take her.
She was so tight and muscular down there, I had to use some force to get my
cock in her pussy.
"Awww, it hurts." I cried out.
"Don't be such a wimpy-boy!" Monica whispered and pushed back with her ass
and forced my cock as far into her as she could.
As I started to thrust my manhood, jerking, shaking awkwardly, in and out
of Monica's tight, wet vagina, Monica started panting like a dog, her
tongue wagging as strange moans and grunts emitted from her.
"Uhhn, Uhnn, Mmmph..." Monica groaned in delight as I was wooed by her
muscle-bound physique. Monica's muscular monument of a body was covered
with a sheen of sweat and her breasts jiggled slightly atop her prodigious
mounds of pecs with her rocking movement.
"Feel my arms, lover," Monica moaned, begging, and arched her strong back,
making her lithe upper body explode with thick, strong muscle. The arch
made her small breasts jut out sexily, mounded on top of swells of
pectorals, followed by her distended, stretched and cubical abdominals. She
brought her arms into a double biceps flex, and they expanded before my
eyes into striated, rock hard arms.
"Ooooohhh......." Monica hitched, almost hiccupping, overwhelmed by the
simultaneous pleasures of stretching and expanding her dormant muscles, and
from my fierce doggy styling from behind. Her body shook in a slight orgasm
as she locked her bicep flex, holding as hard as she could. Her arms became
covered with thin veins, like spider webs, raising a roadmap all over her
swollen arms.
"Loverboy!" Monica gasped, but in a commanding voice, "I said FEEL MY ARMS!
They dwarf your weak, puny arm. You know you want to feel my hard biceps;
you want to be held by it, to touch it and be controlled by it. Touch my
arm and feel what real power is about. After I have you, no other girl will
catch your eye again. Feel it. NOW!!!"
Her upper body trembled with delight as I raised my hands up and felt the
most awesome muscle on any human that I had ever seen.  Her biceps was 21
inches around and it was as hard as steel.  It pulsed with power and I
could not even compress the tiniest amount, no matter how hard I tried.
The movement of her biceps made my fingers part.
I began to moan with pleasure and desire as my hand caressed her
magnificent biceps.
"Does that make you hot?" she whispered, unblinking, feeling my huge
manhood ramming in and out of her like an engine piston. "Does my big girl
muscle get and keep you hard?" Monica was now pumping the huge muscles of
her arms trying to milk yet more pump, definition and sickening size into
herself. I was literally foaming at the mouth as Monica seduced me with
silk whispers and helplessly erotic, gigantic teen muscle, inches from my
face and throbbing with heat and power.
"Mmmmmph!" she moaned in satisfaction, and looked over to her rippling
arms. Her blue eyes blazed wide at the sight of her guns, beginning to
tremble with the flexion.
With a slick pop, my huge, trembling manhood slipped out of Monica as I
leaned backwards, falling over onto my back.
"Ohh yeah, baby," Monica purred, and ran her hands along the huge swells of
her abdominal package. She started to stand, looking at me as she did. Her
thighs erupted with thick rippling muscles as weight transferred from leg
to leg. Swelling and receding, Monica finally stood and looked smug, her
pink lips pursed pertly, hand on one giant swell of glutes.
"OOhh yeah," she said slowly, "I feel sooo hot now,"
Monica cocked an arm and flexed - her biceps erupted, individual sinews and
balls of muscle appearing to form a frighteningly large, cut as a diamond
head of meat. Veins covered the muscle angrily, looking like tiny writhing
snakes when Monica started to flex it harder, pumping her lower arms an
inch and no more.
Impossibly, her biceps became even more cut, and through a daze I thought I
could see the strands that actually made up the swollen muscle bellies.
She lowered her unnaturally muscular arm, swung her hips coquettishly, and
turned her head towards me.
 "Get your weak ass over here and do as I say. I'm the biggest, strongest
girl that you've ever seen - I'll be in control from here on in." She then
commanded.
She stepped forward, spread her legs and squatted. "Come suck my muscled
cunt!"
I dove forward and eagerly started licking and sucking.
"Yeah baby... Ugh, yeah..." Monica moaned, running her hands through my
hair. She pulled me deeper, squirting her juices.
"Fuck yeah, suck that clit baby!" she shouted, not caring whether her girl
friends and my sister heard. "Oh fuck yes!" she screamed.
Suddenly her quads tensed, holding my head in place. Her body quivered. A
low growl became a long moan.
"hrrrah yeahhh!" she screamed thoughrely, and even louder than before.
Her shaking mid section erupted onto my trapped face. Her juices drenched
me and dripped down my chin. Finally, after what seemed like a full minute,
she opened her legs and let me free.
I gasped for breath, love juices soaking the front of my shirt.
"That was damned good, baby, I needed that. Now it's your turn."
Monica inhaled my stiff member until her lips touched the hilt of my shaft.
I hadn't been this hard in my life.
Her throat muscles squeezed my tip as her tongue tickled and massaged my
shaft. It wasn't long before I started quivering, saying "huh... Uh...
I'm... Huu..."
Then she pulled her mouth off quickly, looked me in the eyes, and said,
"mmm, I am your muscle queen!"
Then her lips clamped around my tip, sending me over the edge. I pumped
spurt after spurt into her waiting mouth. It felt like more than I ever
came before.
She sucked it all down greedily, looking into my eyes. When I was finally
finished, she pulled away and swallowed hard. She growled softly. "Thanks
for the snack."
I fell backward on the floor, looking up at the ceiling.
"I hope you've got more than that little man, because I'm still hungry!"
She strutted to the center of the room and did a double bicep flex. "What
do you think of these babies!?" She grinned her predatory grin.
I stared, amazed once again at the sheer size of her musculature. Huge,
bulging, and
covered with thick blue veins, her arms pulsed with muscle. The heads of
her biceps grew another inch as she turned her fists and pressed down
harder.
"I've been watching you a long time, you know. I've wanted you for a long
time. I think of you at the gym, when I pump these pythons harder and
larger. Look at them! Have you ever seen biceps like these?"
I got up and shook my head.
"You're amazing, unbelievable! I haven't always thought you were
attractive... But now... I've always had a secret fantasy, to be with a
woman bigger and more muscular than me... Monica, you're my fantasy come to
life!"
"That's right baby, I'm you fantasy. And I'm going to get even bigger, more
muscular than anybody on the planet!"
She flexed down harder and turned toward her swelling bicep. "Look at that
fucking monster!...rraaarrr" she growled, and her bicep swelled another
inch, passing 21"
"Come on you bastard, grow!" Her face contorted as she grunted, and her
bicep, like a growing erection, pumped up to 22"
"Ohhh yeah!" she released the flex and looked back at me. My erection had
returned with a vengeance after Monica's bicep display.
"Time for the best fuck of you life, little one!" She said, squatted, still
standing, and wrapped her hands around my waist. She picked me up, cupping
my ass in her hands, and rocked my mid section into hers. Her muscle-cunt
literally sucked my hard on inside her and squeezed as I moaned with
pleasure. She growled and started tossing me, completely controlling the
motion.
"Ugh ugh ugh yeah! Have you ever been fucked like this! Ughh!" I was too
stunned, too enraptured to reply.
"Fuck yes! fuck yessss! I'm a fucking muscle queen!" She screamed, nearing
orgasm herself.
"Tell me how big I am!" She commanded.
"You're the biggest!" I breathed.
"Louder baby!" She growled.
"You're a muscle queen!!" I shouted.
"Fuck yeahh!" She growled again.
We came at the same time, I with a long moan, her with a loud, almost
shouting growl. "Rrraaar!" Then she placed me down, and walked towards the
door, shaking out her arms and legs. "That was fucking great!" she roared,
"can't wait till we have a sleepover again!"

The end.