New School 5
by Absfan
THE BIG CONTEST

We got into the bedroom and she was still carrying me.
I felt safe in her arms. In her muscular arms would be
more right to say. This girl knew where she was going,
and she knew how to get there. No doubt.

She put me gently down on the bed. I only had a single
bed, but a little wider than a normal single bed.
Infront of me was this 14 years old godess, Malin's
sister. Her sister was strong, Susanne even stronger. 

-Don't turn off the lights, I told her. I want to see
your body all night long. She sat on top of me and I
had the best wiev of her abs as possible. Her waist
was narrow, but her washboard stomack was quite
spectackular. If you don't understand why it's called
washboard, you definatly should take a look at
Susannes bricks of pure muscles. I'm sure it was
possible to wash clothes on it. And what a feeling
that would have been. Rubbing my hands up and down her
smooth skin. For minutes. 

Some people say that muscles are a real turnoff. I'm
sure they have never seen a nice set of abdominal
muscles. If a girl has a nice set of abs, she must be
horrible elsewhere if it's a turnoff. 

I started to feel her abs as she was sitting on my own
belly. Brick by brick. She would flex and unflex. Me
feeling the changes. Rock hard abs, six pack,
washboard. Her navel was small and cute. No piercing.
Just making her torso look better. 

She didn't take her bra off. Her small breasts were
hidden, but it wasn't difficult til tell that they
fitted her perfectly. Everything on this girl was
perfect. I was in heaven. And heaven was my own room. 

-Do you like it, she said. I know what boys like, and
I'll  give you. There's only one problem. I willnot
have sex, but I can still help you in a way you would
like it. 

The reason she didn't want to have sex she explained
the day after. Quite understandable, but on the other
hand I had kinda waited for it jugding from her
behaviour. But I couldn't blame her though... 

At this time I had a boner - which was also quite
understandable. She started to massage it in her
hands. Bad for me, but it didn't take long before I
came... But with this amazing girl it didn't take me
long to get ready for another time in her night of
pleasing...

This was going on for quite a while and in the end  I
was so exhausted that I fell to sleep right away. 

I was already done in the bathroom when she woke up
the next morning. We made some breakfast. She had
taken a shower and was walking around in one of my 
t-shirts. Her powerful legs visible, her muscles
bulging as she walked. At 10 o'clock Malin came to see
if her sister was still there. 

Malin was dressed in a short shirt since it was a hot
day. And she was wearing only a small top that showed
her abs and arms. In general she was more defeloped
than her sister, but her sister was stronger and had
better abs. 

Susanne looked at  her sister and said she was sorry
about the night before. Malin said it was ok, and they
were friend again. Susanne also promissed never to hit
and humiliate her sister again, a thing Malin was
greatful for. 

When they were about to leave, Susanne took on her
shirt from the day before and the same pair of
trousers. But instead of buttoning her shirt, she took
off her bra and tied her shirt on her belly. She
looked sexy as hell as she was standing there. Her
shirt covering each breast, but you could see she had
no bra on. And her rippeling abs. I could not belive
she was so young. 

Malin started to say something about that a 14 years
old wasn't supposed to dress that way, but she didn't
fulfill her sentence because she was still afraid of
her sister even though she had promissed not to do
anything to her half an hour earlier. 

Susanne also made a comment on her sisters perfect six
pack (just explains even better her own six pack!),
and saing her own stomack was so much nicer looking.
She wanted me to jugde who had the best one, a thing
that wasn't really difficult at all.But she also
wanted to prove that she was stronger than her sister.

A strenght contest - I liked the idea. The result was
given before they even started, but the question was
how they were going to decide. Since they both had a
great strenght, they had to find a hard way of doing
it.

We went outside to look for something to use. I was
walking down the street with two beautiful girls that
would make every man jealous. At last we came to a
constructing area, and since it was Sunday and no
workers there. We found a heavy metal thing, and the
girls decided that I was going to hit them on their
stomacks. I thaught the wole thing was an insane idea,
but if the sisters wanted it, I would be glad to help
them. 

The rules were simple: They would lay down on the
ground, and I would hit them. The things I had to do
was to try to hit with the same strenght all the time
and stop when they asked me to. They would tell me, or
I had to stop if something unexpected happend (like
fainting or if they lost their breath). 

Malin went first. She found a spot where she thaught
it would be comfortable to lay. She made sure her top
was all the way up under her breasts. I was standing
next to her with this heavy stick in my hands. In
front of me was a sexy girl with a small top that
showed off her stomack I soon should start to hit. She
bent her knees into a 90 degrees angel, tensed her
abdominal muscles. Her abs went from hard to harder. 

I started to hit. Not knowing how hard, I didn't
really put much force into it. She said that if we
wanted a result I would have to hit harder. In the end
I put all my strenght into the hitting. Every time the
stick hit her abs, her head would move a little bit. I
started to think about her sister's punch the day
before, and how hard that must have been when she
almost didn't react to this. 

After about 30 hits she started to feel weaker. And
after the 38th she asked me to stop. She stood up, her
belly was red from the hard hitting of mine. 

-The worst thing, she said, is that it doesn't look
nice on a girl to walk around with a red stomack like
this, pointing at her abs. I had just been hitting her
with a heavy stick, and she thaught on her beauty, not
that it was hurting. This girl was unbeliveable. 

Then it was Susanne. She laid down on the same spot as
her sister. Her shirt was tied on the middle of her
stomack. She said go and I started to hit her. After 5
punches, she asked me to wait for 5 secs. I thaught
she was going to give up, a thing that wasn't going to
happen. 

-I just think my shirt makes it more comfortable for
me than it was for Malin, she explaned us. Then she
untied the shirt and let it fall on each sidt to the
ground. In front of me now was a young topless girl
who just waited for me to hit her with some metal
stick. 

When I came to 38 she looked at her sister and laught.
-So your little sister IS stronger than you. How does
that feel, she asked. Malin just answered she had to
admit the difference. 

Susanne asked me to go on hitting just to see how much
she could take. She didn't ask me to stop before we
came to 89 (which was good for me, I was about to run
out of energy). She didn't get up, but turned to
Malin.

-I guess you are stronger than this boy, can you
please take over? I need some restisance. We can stop
when we get to 100. 

Malin got the stick from me and started to hit. I
could see there was a big difference between me and
her. She really put all her force into it. But Susanne
was steady taking every hit. In front of my was a nice
display: Susanne's abs and breasts and Malin's upper
body lifting the stick and hitting her sister. 

When they got to 100 Malin stopped, and if you want to
know what happens next in my life, please write me an
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Regards,
Absfan.