Fitness Freak
Mr. Stackhouse
A football coach is all that stands between Talia and Alison sexually mastering three football players at the school gym.


It was late in the afternoon when Talia Stone and Alison Carson arrived at the
school gym. It had the basics, but that was all they needed today, especially
since they didn't feel like making the trip to their normal gym across town.
The scent of wooden gym floor and old wrestling mats filled the air. An old
universal machine was the centerpiece, with an assortment of free weight
equipment ringing the perimeter. There were no windows and just one mirror
with a sloping crack running along the top right corner hung on the wall

Mr. Stackhouse, an assistant football coach and history teacher, was looking
after the gym when Talia and Alison arrived. He was immediately taken aback
and more than a little turned on by the sight of the two 18 year old seniors.

Both girls were dressed exactly the same in soft cotton wife beaters that were
two sizes too small and cut off jean shorts that were so short that their
panties were exposed. Talia's shirt was cut just below her rock solid C cups,
her nipples straining against the gauzy fabric, her marble clad abs completely
exposed. Alison's tits were so thick she didn't need to cut anything, her
massive chest pushed the bottom of her shirt two inches above her bellybutton,
exposing her own chiseled torso. Alison's ensemble was capped off by her long
blonde hair in a ponytail pulled tightly back, not a hair was out of place,
her blue eyes as piercing as ever. Talia on the other hand allowed her dark
brown hair to flow gently beyond her shoulders, her green eyes sparkled in
contrast with her tan complexion and dark features.

Stackhouse had previous run-ins with Talia about her schoolwork and conduct in
his classroom, and although he found her sex appeal as intoxicating as anyone
else, he had developed a healthy dose of disdain for her. When he saw the
outfits that the girls were wearing he decided a line had been crossed. Three
of his players were in the gym working out and he was afraid Talia and
Alison's presence would cause a distraction. Not that they needed to be so
scantily clad to cause a disturbance. Their reputation preceded them wherever
they went and just about everyone began acting differently in their presence.

Talia and Alison stepped into the gym and walked right past Mr. Stackhouse.
Suddenly they heard a man's voice behind them. "Excuse me ladies, I'm not so
sure what you're wearing is appropriate for this setting."

Talia and Alison exchanged knowing glances as they stepped closer to Mr.
Stackhouse.

"What's the problem Mr. Stackhouse?" Talia asked innocently. "We just wanted
to get a little workout in. We promise not to embarrass your precious football
players by showing them how much stronger we are."

"That's not my concern, those outfits are inappropriate. Save them for one of
your orgies," Mr. Stackhouse replied with venom dripping from every word.

A sudden flash of anger had taken over. Who was this twerp to call them sluts?
Talia and Alison were known to be true nymphomaniacs and therefore incredibly
overt in their carnal desires.

"I think he just called us sluts Talia," said Alison stepping even closer to
the clearly agitated and uncomfortable teacher.

"If the shoe fits," replied Mr. Stackhouse with derision.

"Are you sure you want to fuck with us Mr. Stackhouse?" Asked Talia in an icy
tone. As the words left her mouth she placed her hands on her hips and seemed
to flex her entire body at once. Her triceps suddenly looked like steel
cables, her abs etched in stone and every muscle in her defined legs stood at
attention. Mr. Stackhouse let out an audible gasp.

"She's quite a specimen, huh Mr. Stackhouse?" Alison asked now stepping toward
Talia. "Give him a little bicep flex," she said to Talia, egging her on.

"You don't think he gets it yet?" Talia asked playfully.

"Well, he's obviously hard," Alison said gazing at his crotch in amusement,
"but I can't tell if he's just turned on or actually scared." Talia smiled and
slowly flexed her rock hard, 12" bicep.

Alison slipped behind Talia and ran her hand along Talia's rigid muscle. She
kissed it sensually and looked at Mr. Stackhouse who was now clearly
uncomfortable. He knew he was losing control of the situation. Up until that
point the three players working out had barely noticed what was unfolding, but
now they were watching on from the bench press unit.

"Ooooohhh, look at that definition Mr. Stackhouse," Alison remarked as she
continued to fondle Talia's impermeable muscle. "Watch, I'll try to squeeze
it." Alison tightened her own considerable grip but Talia's bicep barely
moved.

"You think you can intimidate me?" Mr. Stackhouse asked incredulously. "I'm a
teacher at this school and I won't be disrespected by a couple of muscle bound
whores."

Talia moved quickly, she grabbed him by the throat and lifted him with
seemingly little effort and slammed him against the wall, every muscle in her
body was pumped as she held him there against his will. He was trying to yell
but nothing was coming out. He kicked wildly and tried futilely to shake loose
her iron grip, but it was no use. Just when it seemed like he was going to
pass out she released him and he fell in a heap on the floor, gasping
desperately for air.

Talia stood over him, if she had exerted any effort it was hard to tell. The
flip side of nymphomania is almost uncontrollable rage, when combined with the
superhuman strength of Talia it can be a recipe for carnage.

"You think he gets it now?" Talia asked Alison, still staring down at him as
he struggled to regain his breath and get back to his feet. The football
players were now watching on as the scene unfolded, torn between their loyalty
to their coach and their overactive libidos.

"Hmmm, not sure," Alison replied.

Alison stepped over to Mr. Stackhouse who was now on his knees trying to
recuperate. Alison rubbed her hand through his black hair, then along his face
and finally lifted his chin so that their eyes met. She looked sympathetic.

"Oh sweetie, you didn't realize how strong she was. It's ok, you're not the
first," Alison explained, she seemed genuinely concerned for him. "Rest your
head right here." With that she pulled his face and rested it on her pussy
over her absurdly short shorts. He seemed to whimper but found some comfort in
her embrace, his eyes catching sight of her white cotton panties. She slid the
soft cotton to the side, exposing the lips her perfectly sculpted pussy.

"Mmmm, I bet you'd like to know what I taste like Mr. Stackhouse," Alison
cooed, "too bad you'll never know." Suddenly Alison pulled his head away and
shot her right knee into his jaw. His head whipped backwards violently, the
back of his skull slammed against the wall which knocked him out cold. Talia
wondered if Alison had broken his jaw, but she didn't give a shit.

"What a fucking twerp," Talia exclaimed.

"All this hostility has me a little worked up," Alison replied.

"Mmmm, me too, what do you have in mind?" Talia inquired.

At the same moment they turned their attention to the three players who were
standing there dumbfounded. Alison walked over to the solid wood doors to the
gym and locked them tightly.

"Sorry we had to fuck up your little coach boys," said Alison., returning to
stand next to Talia "It's ok, you don't have to be nervous, unless you decide
to call us sluts too."

Charlie was the quarterback, and as per the usual story in American high
schools, was one of the most popular guys in school. He wore a tight Under
Armour shirt that showed off his cut torso and a long pair of mesh basketball
shorts. His short, brown hair was brushed back and stood on end.

To Charlie's right stood Mark, a tall wide receiver who had quite a reputation
with the girls in school. He was known for fucking them and bragging to the
whole school about it, which Talia and Alison found pretty humorous. They were
all amateurs who knew nothing about how to treat a man. He wore a white tank
top that showcased his tan skin and lithe muscles.

Lastly was Luke, a linebacker and who was built like a brick shithouse, he had
no shirt on and was completely pumped from his workout. Sweat beaded on his
tanned skin, each muscle glistening as he moved. He was headed to Florida
State in the fall and would no doubt play in the NFL one day. He was a
physical specimen in his own right and the thought of fucking him made both
girls wet with anticipation. Even by their incredibly high standards Luke was
a most worthy conquest.

Talia walked over to the bench press where the players were working out. She
slid her hand along the cold steel of the bar and looked at all three finally
settling on Luke. "Just 225 boys?" she chided, "How about a real workout? 225
won't get you too far at Florida State Luke."

"That's for these pussies," Luke replied angrily, "I can go higher than that."

"OK, let's see. Maybe we can have a little contest? Let's throw two more
plates on the bar, that'll bring the total up to 315. If I can push out more
reps than you, then Alison and I get to have our way with all three of you. If
you win, you're free to leave if you'd like, but that's up to you.

"Sounds like a win-win to me boys," exclaimed Alison.

"Do it dude," cried out Mark, "We got nothing to lose, either way we get to
fuck the two hottest girls in school."

A skeptical look crossed Luke's face. Clearly he wasn't used to women calling
the shots. "OK, first of all, I have a hard time believing you can bench 315,
I mean you look strong but ... "

"But what? Did you see what I just did to your little coach?" Talia stepped
closer to him so there was less than a few inches between them. She reached
her hand down toward his shorts and Luke jumped. Talia smiled wickedly.
"There's nothing to be scared of sweetie," she assured him. "I just wanted to
see what I was dealing with." She brought her hand up to the bulge under his
mesh shorts and fondled him lightly. Unsurprisingly he was rock hard and Talia
liked what she felt. She gave his balls a gentle squeeze. "Be a doll and throw
those plates on there and let's see what happens."

"You heard her, load the plates," Luke ordered his teammates nervously. He was
nervous that he could lose in front of his friends, he wasn't sure his ego
could take the hit. Talia backed away slowly and whispered something inaudible
into Alison's ear, she smiled and looked at Luke, zeroing in on his bulging
shorts then whispered something back. Luke didn't show any reaction, he was
focused on the task at hand. "Can I get a spot?"

"I'd be happy to sweetie," Alison jumped in, assuming her position behind the
bar. She lifted the bar up and did two upright rows as if testing the weight.
As she did Mark and Charlie looked on in disbelief. She put the bar back and
leaned over showing her massive tits in all their glory, her beautiful nipples
were standing on end, it looked as though her fragile shirt might burst open
at any moment. Alison smiled, knowing the effect she was having. She looked
like no 18 year old anyone had ever seen.

"You like what you see boys?" Talia asked playfully. "Show them those gorgeous
tits Alison, maybe it will provide a little motivation for Luke here."

In a sudden burst Alison grabbed her flimsy tank top by the collar and ripped
it down the middle with one fluid motion. She showed the tattered rag that had
been her top to the crowd before tossing it behind her. Her tits were truly
perfect, 36DDs that sat atop her well developed pecs. She rubbed them both
together and rubbed her hands along her washboard abs, then she did a little
pec dance for them. She exhibited incredible muscle control as if they were
puppets on a string, making them dance in perfect rhythm. Everyone was
speechless as they watched her demonstration.

"Alright Luke, you've got your spotter and ample motivation, let's see what
the big man on campus has got," Talia chided.

Luke broke his trance after watching Alison and sat down on the bench. Once he
was sure he had the best grip possible he heaved the bar up and began. The
first seven reps seemed easy for him, but as he got to 10 he slowed down
considerably. His face was set in determination as he struggled with number 11
and held the bar at the top to catch his strength.

Alison held the bar lightly with her fingers. He looked up and all he could
see was Alison's crotch hovering just above his face. She looked down and
smiled at him wickedly. Without saying a word she let go of the bar and
removed her denim shorts along with her panties. She was now completely naked
except for her bright white sneakers. Her pussy was perfectly formed, her
labia was just barely exposed, of course she was shaved clean. She took two
fingers into her mouth to give them a little moisture and then rubbed the
outside of her pussy lips with Luke's face just inches away.

Alison's continued demonstration gave him a little extra strength. Suddenly he
exploded, pushing the weight up another four reps before getting stuck again
at the top. He was straining to keep his composure. He let the weight drop one
more time, it thudded against his massive chest, he got it half way up again,
a guttural scream escaped as he pushed through one last rep before letting the
bar clank on the rack.

"I counted 16 Talia," Alison said, "maybe he deserves a little reward for
trying so hard."

"Perhaps he does," Talia replied.

Luke was still laying on the bench breathing heavily from the exertion,
clearly a little disappointed with his performance. Talia approached Luke as
he lay on the bench while Alison made her way from behind to join her. Talia
brushed her dark, wavy hair back and to the side. With her right hand she
pulled down his mesh shorts and his semi-erect flopped to the side. It was
still huge and Alison's eyes lit up when she saw it. With her other hand Talia
took hold from the base and very slowly inserted the tip into her hot mouth.

Luke didn't protest, he cocked his head up to look on in eager anticipation of
what would happen next. She peered into his eyes as she took him in about half
way and began circling her talented tongue around his shaft. Her head bobbed
up and down a few times, the softness of her mouth in direct contradiction to
the hardness of her body. She snaked her tongue around the very tip a few
times, lapping at his ultra-sensitive frenulum, which made him jump clear off
the bench.

As she released him a faint string of saliva tethered his member to her soft
lips. She jerked him off slowly a few times before passing him over to Alison
who was squatting next to the bench. Alison gazed at Talia and kissed her
passionately for a few moments. Once they were done she turned her attention
to Luke. She let one of her erect nipples glide along the bottom of Luke's
glistening cock and in one fluid motion took his entire length into her
waiting mouth. She established a steady rhythm using her hands in perfect
unison as she began to milk him dry, her ponytail bobbing up and down.

Mark and Charlie looked on in absolute shock, not sure what to do. Never in
their wildest dreams did they think a regular workout would turn out like
this. Alison broke her focus from her masterful blowjob and cast her blue, sex
crazed eyes on the two awestruck bystanders as she continued sucking Luke off.

Alison took Luke's entire seven inches into her open throat and then released
him for just a moment. "Talia, maybe you can help make our friends a little
more comfortable," she suggested before going back to work.

Talia decided to take off her clothes exposing her chiseled body in all of
it's glory. Now, like her partner in crime, she wore just a black pair of
sneakers as she sauntered over to Charlie and Mark. "Look how hard you boys
are," she said with a sexy sneer, "though I suppose it's impossible not to be,
watching Alison suck cock makes me so hot."

She reached out and grabbed Charlie by his collar pulling him violently toward
her. Her dazzling green eyes seared into his as she kissed him deeply. She
then took her right hand and rubbed her wet pussy for lubrication and with her
left hand she pulled down his shorts and released his raging hard on. What it
lacked in length it made up for in thickness. She grabbed hold and began to
jerk him off.

Mark still stood to the side, eager to join the action. He stepped a bit
closer to Talia and freed his own cock. Talia used his precum to lubricate him
and was now expertly jerking both off while Alison continued her incredible
demonstration of blowjob prowess.

"Look at how she works him perfectly with her hands, she knows exactly what
she's doing," Talia said, narrating the action in front of them. "Oh my God,
imagine those lips wrapped around your cocks."

Alison continued her work her magic on Luke as her audience looked on with
Talia using her talented hands to jerk them off. Luke's body began to shake so
Alison decided it was time to go in for the kill. She ran her fingernail along
his tightened sack and used her other hand to work the base of his shaft while
her tongue popped out occasionally to snake around the top.

Her rhythm was hypnotic as Luke approached climax. His body shook violently,
his abs tightened into a steel wall and suddenly a stream of cum entered her
waiting mouth. She squeezed him from the bottom as though she were emptying a
tube of cookie dough, getting every last drop out. She continued to gently
clean him off with her mouth, occasionally allowing a bit of cum to escape and
drip down his glowing cock only to clean it up again. Luke's body continued to
shudder until she finally stopped. She swallowed every last drop of cum and
placed his shorts back over his spent member.

Alison shot to her feet and relieved her long, blonde hair from her ponytail.
She casually placed her hair band on her slender wrist and brushed her hands
through her hair as though nothing had happened. As she stroked her hair, her
biceps jumped into form, dancing below her alabaster skin. Her straight blonde
hair falling past her shoulders, coming to rest just below her muscular lats.

As Luke struggled to get off the bench and make sense of what just happened,
Talia gave Mark and Charlie one more pump each and stepped over to the bench.
"You mind spotting me sweetie?" she asked casually.

"Uh...no, of course not" Luke stammered in reply.

"Thanks, I won't need any help but you'll get a great view," Talia replied
matter-of-factly, doing her own little pec bounce for effect.

She straddled the worn out bench and slowly lowered herself into a seated
position. She raised her arms and stretched them overhead, releasing some of
the tightness in her chest and shoulders. Every muscle in her torso was
visible, not an ounce of fat was on her body. Mark and Charlie began to jerk
themselves off as they watched her display since Talia had left them wanting
more.

The reps came easy, each time Talia pressed the weight with such force it
looked like the plates may fly off. With each rep her tits became more pumped
and her arms more striated. After she had reached the magic number of 16,
eclipsing Luke she held the weight aloft for a moment.

"Alison, this is boring, would you mind giving me a little extra motivation?"

"I'd be happy to," Alison replied as she approached the bench.

Once again squatting down next to the bench. She kissed Talia's abs a few
times, reveling in their hardness and then began to softly lick the outsides
of her labia. Talia shuddered and began pumping the weight again. She ripped
off another 15 reps as Alison continued to lick and suck her seething cunt.
She placed the bar on the rack, letting it fall with a loud clank and turned
her attention to Alison who was skillfully working Talia's clit. Suddenly
Talia gritted her teeth and suppressed a groan as her body almost levitated
off the bench in a senses shattering orgasm. Alison continued until she was
sure Talia had finished cumming. She lifted her head and stared into Talia's
eyes with pure lust.

Talia raised herself up quickly solely with the strength of her abs and pulled
Alison's face towards hers. They kissed for what seemed like an eternity as
her own sexual juices intermingled with the hot wetness of their supple
mouths.

The two supergirls broke their embrace and turned their attention to their
stunned audience. Luke, Mark and Charlie stood dumbfounded, Mark and Charlie
still had their cocks out, standing at full attention. Luke had his shorts on
but his erection threatened to bust through the mesh fabric. All were silent,
not exactly sure what to say or do.

As they slowly approached the awestruck boys Alison stated "I've already made
two people cum so far, I think it's your turn Talia."

"I doubt that will be a problem, but who to choose first," Talia replied in a
playfully pensive tone.

Talia stepped closer to the three jocks. First she approached Mark who was
standing to her left. She took hold of his cock and stroked it a few times.
"Should I start with you?" She bent down and took him into her soft, hot
mouth. She sucked his entire length a few times, the sensation made his knees
buckle. She smiled and moved on to Charlie, leaving Mark ready to explode.

She caressed Charlie's tight chest, ran her fingers down his abs and grabbed
him tenderly by the sack. She squatted and placed his long cock into her mouth
and gave him the same treatment as Mark. She grabbed him from the base and
kissed his cock as she worked her way up to the tip. She hooked her tongue
around his tip and took him entirely into her mouth again. It was all he could
take, she felt his body buck but she wasn't ready for him to cum yet. She
grabbed the top of his cock tightly, his face showing a mix of pain and
pleasure as his body seemed to swallow his own orgasm. He shook violently but
nothing came out.

"That's a good boy," Talia exclaimed, releasing his cock and returning to her
feet.

"They seem pretty turned on by our unbelievable strength, how about you give
them a show and I'll play with them a little bit," Alison suggested.

"I like that idea," Talia replied. "That work for you boys?" Talia asked,
flashing her brilliant green eyes and a smile that dripped sexual confidence.

Talia sat down, straddling the seat at the preacher curl station. The curl bar
was loaded with 45 pound plates bringing the total to 115 pounds. She picked
the bar up and curled it slowly as Luke, Mark and Charlie looked on in awe.
With each curl her biceps became that much more pumped, a sexy vein appeared,
crossing her right bicep. As Talia continued her routine, Alison approached
their audience. She stretched her body, tightening every muscle, then did
another little pec dance. Their eyes darted from one girl to the other, not
sure where to settle.

"We work so hard just so we can dominate every situation we're in," Alison
explained, "mentally, physically and sexually." Just then Alison picked up a
tennis ball laying on the floor, she slowly flexed her bicep and suddenly they
heard a pop, then a tiny hiss as she flattened it with one squeeze. "Like
that."

"Oh my God, I'm gonna cum," Charlie blurted out.

Alison simply stepped up to him and slipped his straining erection into her
white hot pussy and that was all he could take. His body convulsed as she
triggered a massive orgasm the likes of which he had never experienced. Once
he was finished she released him, a remnant of his massive load dripped from
her tight slit. Charlie fell to his knees. When he looked up he realized that
Alison's perfect pussy was right in front of his face. She parted her lips
with two fingers exposing her clit, inviting him to taste her brilliant sex.
He complied immediately, using his own fingers to massage her labia and he
lashed at her clit.

By now Talia put down the curl bar and approached the group. She was
completely pumped and her sexual appetite was in overdrive. She grabbed Alison
by her hair and pulled her in for a sensual kiss. Alison was only too happy to
oblige while Charlie continued to work her pussy.

"You look so pumped, I want to be as powerful as you," Alison said as they
broke their embrace.

"Look at the power you have, you're a sexual marvel," Talia replied, gesturing
towards Mark and Luke who were jerking themselves off as they watched.

"I want more," Alison exclaimed while moaning softly.

"You'll get everything you want," Talia replied, "just like this."

Talia stepped closer to Mark and Luke and asked "Do these muscles turn you
boys on?"

"Oh my God yes," Mark gasped.

"Feel them," Talia replied as she struck a double bicep pose, her muscle
popping into two sexy peaks. Mark and Luke each grabbed hold of one and
caressed their rock hard contours. Between Charlie's talents and the sight of
Talia's hard body being worshiped by Luke and Mark Alison climaxed like never
before. She was breathing heavily and she was covered in a sheen of sweat.

Alison needed no time to recover, being a sexual machine has it's advantages
and she was ready for more. She grabbed Mark, interrupting his muscle worship
and pushed him up against a matted wall, kissing him deeply and wrapping her
talented fingers around his throbbing cock. Her gravity defying tits smashed
into his rib cage. Talia took her cue and took it a step further. She spun in
front of Luke and backed him into a mirror on the wall, then she bent over and
placed her hands on the floor, exposing her velvet vice of a pussy. She ran
her fingers through it once, beckoning him to enter. Once he did she
manipulated his cock with ease, fucking him in perfect rhythm, tightening her
velvet walls until the sensation was astonishing.

Talia released Luke's cock and stood up. "Pick me up," she commanded. Luke did
as he was told by lifting her off the ground. She flipped in his arms and
hooked her legs around his neck. They were now in a standing 69, his tongue
immediately found her scorching pussy and her lips were wrapped around his
stiff member.

Charlie, barely recovered from his encounter with Alison looked on in shock.
Alison now had Mark's cock between her beautiful tits as she methodically
milked him, occasionally allowing his long, skinny member to enter her hot
mouth. It didn't take her long, Alison's talents were too much. Alison deftly
placed her lips around his tip and pumped his shaft as Mark came hard, his
massive load exploded in her mouth and she took it with ease, making sure she
got every last drop. She stood up while Mark simultaneously fell to the floor
in exhaustion, she blew him a kiss and went looking for more.

Meanwhile Talia was still wrapped tightly in Luke's embrace as she sucked and
massaged his massive cock, once in a while letting out a guttural moan as Luke
lashed at her pussy. Suddenly Talia pushed off of Luke's thighs and flipped
her body up in the air and grabbed hold of a pull-up bar above her head.
Holding herself aloft, and in a dizzying display of strength she wrapped her
thighs around Luke's head and pushed his face into her sizzling slit.

"Mmmmmmmm, that feels good," Talia cooed as she flexed her quads, applying
more pressure to Luke's head as he continued working her clit. "I bet you can
finish him off before I lose my strength," she suggested to Alison, her voice
oozing sex.

Alison didn't say a word, she stepped in front of Luke and took hold of his
cock. Spinning around she bent over and rubbed his cock along her scorching
hot pussy before impaling herself on him. She placed her hands on a nearby
bench and worked him deliberately. She rode him up and down slowly, squeezing
and releasing, squeezing and releasing. Charlie and Mark were once again
shocked bystanders. Alison fucked Luke methodically, in complete control as
Talia continued to hold him in a commanding leg lock.

Talia's entire body tensed as she climaxed, practically cutting off Luke's air
supply. A few seconds later Luke's knees buckled as he exploded into Alison.
Talia let go her iron grip and Luke fell to the floor in a heap, fucked
practically unconscious. Talia swung off the bar and stuck the landing
perfectly.

The two girls surveyed their conquests in satisfaction. Luke was barely
breathing on the floor, Mark was propped against the wall still recovering,
but Charlie was sitting on the bench press still jerking himself off. Talia
locked eyes with him and glided his way. Never breaking her gaze she swallowed
his cock, that was all it took, his body lifted off the bench as he shot his
load into her mouth. Talia took it all and then allowed it to drip down his
glowing member. She licked him one more time and walked back over to Alison
They kissed for a moment, sharing the remnants of Charlie's cum. Then, as
quickly as they came they walked out without saying a word, leaving behind
three barely conscious football players and the still unconscious Mr.
Stackhouse.

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