Angie, Lisa, Lori, and Donna
By The Collector
Muscles From the Feminine Side – Part 2


Copyright 2000 the Collector

This story is adult in nature and should not be read by anyone under 21. Send
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Narrated by Lori

"They’re not always like that" I said apologizing for them.

"That’s too bad...I like them. They were so funny...like they were trying to
one up each other."

"I know...they get like that sometimes. But they’d do anything for each
other...and them some. We’re like sisters...only...closer."

"I was wondering" Donna started. "What Lisa said earlier...about the three of
you...all of you being strong girls. Is that true?"

"She was bragging I guess. But...yes...she was right."

"That’s impressive...you don’t look the type," she said.

"Neither do you...you’re too feminine...to gorgeous to be...to be as strong s
I heard you are." I said. I blushed, embarrassed as I said it, but I wanted
her to hear it.

"I was thinking the same thing," she said. And suddenly, pleasurably, I felt
her leg up against mine. She was much more aggressive than I thought she’d be.

"That feels...very nice," I said.

"I suppose...I suppose Lisa’s probably...I mean...her muscles were...so
big...so beautiful. I’ve only seen muscles like that once before."

I looked at her and smiled and slowly shook my head.

"No...she’s not...I am" I said proud of my exceptional strength. Somehow, I
knew she was hoping it was me and I felt an unusual eroticism at the thought
of my own power that I’d never felt before.

"Oh..." she said exhaling heavily. "That makes two other girls with...like
me," she said. "It’s good to know there’s someone else...another woman...that
understands a woman’s physical power...and how sensuous it can be."

"I’m just starting to understand...I think," I said. She reached across the
table and placed her hand on mine. It was soft, as delicate as my own, but I
felt an aura of feminine power from her touch I had yet to experience. And I
wanted more. And I wanted it from her.

I looked at her with longing eyes and she the same. There was something we
both wanted that neither of us had yet to experience.

"It’s been a dream of mine for the longest time...to meet someone like me.
Another woman that’s ...beautiful, feminine, vulnerable, yet incredibly
powerful.

"Donna...are you...I need to feel your strength Donna...please." I said. I was
losing myself in her, but I didn’t care. I suspected she was feeling the same
way. I raised my arm to the table, her hand still with mine.

"I’ve never lost Lori"...I’m that strong," she said warning me.

"Neither have I" I said. And I wasn’t lying. I’d never lost to anyone. Lisa
was the strongest person I knew, next to me.

"Not even to a guy?" she asked. I laughed, and she burst out laughing with me.

"Then...I guess we better...find out?" she said. Almost instantly, we
rearranged our grips around each other’s hands, and without saying, started
testing each other.

We pushed each other, each giving way from time to time to the other, both in
deference to each other, and as a test of our own ability to recover. We
looked into each other’s eyes, both wanting to win; yet neither wanting the
other to lose.

After 30 seconds, we both began to pushed harder to the point that had our
opponent been a man, he’d have been...humbled at best. My arm was straining as
hers was as we kept each other near center. Any wavering by either of us was
quickly recovered by a sudden surge of strength by the other.

My eyes fixed on her upper arm as it bulged from her sleeve. I could have
jumped across the table and kissed it. I knew before the day was out, I would
anyway. And I new she’d do the same for me.

"You’re...you’re’ so strong Lori...I could cry" she said. I knew how she
felt...I was thinking the same thing. Our arms started shaking as neither of
us could overcome the other. It was becoming a test of endurance like neither
of us had yet to experience.

Our eyes stared into each other’s, both wondering if the other was losing the
will to win. But her eyes, with the longing for me that I felt for her, showed
a determination that identical to what I felt inside. Neither of us was going
to win...and we both knew it.

I had used more strength against Donna that I had against anyone before and it
wasn’t working. But I didn’t care. I didn’t want to beat her. I wanted an
equal...and I found her...or she found me. With our arms still shaking,
neither giving in, our arms still at center, I spoke first.

"Draw?" I asked. She hesitated a moment.

"Yes...neither of us..." she trailed as our arms stopped. We both knew.

She took my hand to her lips and kissed it, much to my delight. I smiled at
her, overwhelmed and feeling very sexy.

"That was so sweet Donna," I said. Then I heard a bell ring. It was two
o’clock.

"Darn...I have a class," I said.

"Me too" she said. "But I’m free the rest of the day...and tonight" she said
as we both got up grabbing our bookbags.

"We can meet in the garden outside after class. But I’m not free tonight" I
said as we walked towards the exit.

"That’s too bad," she said clearly disappointed.

"I have this meeting tonight...with a beautiful, sensuous, incredibly strong,
feminine, muscular woman...that I wouldn’t miss for anything in the world" I
said quietly, taking her hand in mine.

We turned a corner that led to the exit, into a hallway maybe 10 feet long
that led to another hall another 10 feet long. As we reached the corner to the
second hall, I stopped, and dropped my book bag.

She was nearest the corner and we backed into it slowly.

"Donna" I whispered, placing my hands on her waist.

"Turn around Lori" she said.

"I don’t understand" I said, but did it all the same. I felt her hands around
my waist as her lips touched my neck, then her hands moved up my body slowly.
She filled her hands with my breasts and squeezed them gently.

Then her hands moved slowly to my arms and I felt her squeeze them tightly. I
responded with a tenseness that made me feel stronger, more alive then I’d
been in such a long time.

"Show me Lori..." she asked. I raised my arms, and looked back at her and
smiled. I wanted to tease her, but I wanted her approval as well. I felt
strength well in my arms as though I was more powerful than I’d ever been. My
biceps got bigger...and I felt stronger...and stronger.

"Oh my...Lori...I had no idea..." she said with a slight shaking in her voice.
Her hands moved across my biceps, and caressed them gently, but firmly. She
was infatuated with them immediately...and I didn’t’ mind a bit. Then
suddenly, she turned me around...and just looked at me as I lowered my arms.

"You’re too good to be true Lori...honestly," she said.

I put my hands to her waist and slowly ran them up the curves of her body,
from her tiny waist, up her torso, until I reached her breasts. They were
wonderfully large, and firm, yet soft.

She placed her hands on my shoulders, then instinctively my hand ran up to her
shoulders. Before they could start down, she spoke.

I know what you want Lori"

"You think so?" I asked teasingly. And her arms came up beside either side of
my face. I placed my hands on them as they rose easily, powerfully.

"Oh Donna...these can’t be real. They’re too..." I said tentatively.

"I know...but they are...and they’re all yours Lori" she said.

Unable to contain myself any longer, I pulled her close to me and kissed her
as I’ve never kissed anyone before. We held each other for what seemed an
eternity, our lips locked on each other’s, exploring a world we hadn’t
experienced before, but wanted desperately.

She came up first and looked into my eyes.

"We probably need to get to class," she said.

"I know...but it’s only an hour" I said. We picked up our bookbags and headed
for the exit.

"Lori...Do you think Lisa and Angie are having this much fun?" she asked.

"I don’t’ know" I said as we walked through the exit. "But I think it’s time I
found out."

"Kiss me strong girl" I said to Donna. After all, I needed something to get me
through an hour of philosophy.