Terri
By The Collector
Simply irresistible…Terri’s strength…and her muscles, as Joey finds out.


Copyright 1999 The Collector This story is adult in nature and should 
not be read by anyone under 21.  Send comments to ChuckSt35@aol.com 

My name is Joey.  I carry a Bud Light.  

I arrived at the party at about 8.  I was just late enough not to be the 
first one there.  I hated being first…it looked like you had nothing 
else to do.  After I arrived, people started showing up rather quickly 
and Janine’s house was filled by 9:00. 

I knew most of the people there, but a few I didn’t.  I was constantly 
on the lookout for girls I hadn’t seen before and noticed several cute 
ones.  I noticed the not so cute ones too, but not as much, but that 
usually improves with my intake of alcohol.  Anyway, I saw a few from 
work, some I had known in school, and a few strays that I wanted to know 
more about.  One in particular was Terri.  I went to find Janine. 

"Janine…who’s the cute brunette?" I asked pointing in her direction. 

"Oh, she’s nice…her name’s Terri…she works with me…I can introduce you?" 

"No…that’s OK…maybe later."  And I went off to mingle. 

I made my way through the crowd the better part of the evening my eyes 
off and on catching Terri.  I was a coward at heart when it came to 
women and it’s so much harder when they look as sweet as Terri did.  
5’4", nice build, very nice build, brown hair and eyes, not much makeup, 
and wearing jeans and a light blouse.   

Not by my design, she caught me looking more than once.  The first time, 
she ignored me, but as the night progressed, her looks became longer as 
if asking me to come and meet her.  My temperature rose each time that I 
thought about talking to her and looking into those pretty eyes and I 
knew that I’d probably never get up the guts to do it.  As luck would 
have it, the situation was taken care of for me. 

Late in the evening, the guys and girls had split off.  You’d have 
thought they were married.  The guys settled into an arm wrestling 
contest, of all things.  It wasn’t much of a match as Nick D’Angelo, the 
biggest of us, easily put everyone away.  He had played football in high 
school, had worked with weights since, so it really was nothing more 
than boosting Nick’s ego. 

As the matches progressed, everyone, including the girls had gathered 
around to watch Nick and his exploits, much to his joy, and our seeming 
nothing else to do. 

"Hey what about the girls?" Nick called.  "Something to do, huh?" 

"Well, I will if someone else will" Janine said sitting down at the 
table. 

"OK, me too" Sherry said sitting down across from her.  The two were 
equal in size, both attractive, and I got a little closer just to see.  
I had dated Sherry several times but had ended up breaking off our 
relationship, as she was a bit high maintenance for me. 

They squared off against each other and like Nick’s bouts this was no 
contest either.  As the two locked hands, Sherry dropped her face, her 
red hair falling to the table and easily outmuscled Janine in seconds as 
though she were a child. 

"Wow!" I exclaimed.  Sherry jumped up from the table, noticing my 
surprise. 

"See what you missed?" she said. 

"I didn’t know you were so strong." 

"See?  There’s a lot you don’t know about me…like this."  Sherry raised 
her arm, a heavy sweater covering her arm.  Even so, she flexed her arm 
and her bicep rose through the sweater to something I would have been 
proud to show.  I’d guess 14 inches.  I reached to grab it and felt it 
hard, smooth, and no doubt very strong. 

"Sherry…I didn’t know you had muscles…not bad."  I said controlling 
myself.  They were exceptional and I knew I’d dream about Sherry that 
night.  As it was, my hand stayed on her arm just a bit too long. 

"Getting a good feel?" she asked as the crowd burst out into laughter.  

I pulled my hand away, much to my own embarrassment.  As I pulled away, 
Renee and Kris took the table.  And it went on with Marci, Gloria, Pam, 
Paula and Kay.  As it turned out, the final match for the ‘Girl’s at 
Janine’s House" championship came down to Marci and Sherry.  I wouldn’t 
have guessed Marci as she was all of 5’1" and 100 pounds, but it must 
have been all muscle as she easily beat all the other girls.  I couldn’t 
believe a girl her size could be that strong.  When all was said and 
done, Sherry had pummeled Marci just as she had done everyone else.  And 
after seeing how Marci had destroyed the other girls, I was almost 
afraid to think of how strong Sherry must be, but her strength was a 
delightful thought. 

"Wait a minute…Terri hasn’t done anything yet…come on Terri." Nick 
called. 

"I’d really rather not…maybe another time." 

"C’mon…everyone else did…what are you…special or something?"  Tact was 
not Nick’s strong suit. 

"No…I’d just rather not if you don’t mind." 

"OK…OK…suit yourself," he said, then looking at the crowd he said, 
"She’s probably just afraid of losing to one of the girls." 

"What?" Terri called. 

"Nothin’…it’s OK if you’re afraid of losin’…no big deal." 

"Well…for your information, I’m not afraid of losing…I just don‘t want 
to." 

"Sure…I understand…you’re not afraid…. You just don’t want to."  The 
sarcasm in his voice was most evident. 

"No point in embarrassing someone is there?" she asked. 

"Terri…we’d still like ya…honest…you wouldn’t be embarrassed."  Nick 
again. 

"I wasn’t talking about me," she said. 

"Oh OK…big strong Terri’s gonna beat someone…come on…show us…how about 
Sherry?"  Sherry looked at Terri, sizing her up, a look of confidence on 
her pretty face. 

"No…I don’t think so…" 

"Then what about Marci…or Kris…are they good enough for you?" 

"No…I was thinking maybe of…Joey," she said looking at me. 

"Huh…me?"  Before I could say anything, I was pushed to the table and 
watched as Terri sat down across from me.  Why had she picked me out?  I 
didn’t care; I’m glad she did. 

"C’mon Joey…put her down." Nick called. 

We shook hands as if meeting for the first time and I noticed Terri had 
a stronger than usual grip…and not just for a girl…it was strong for 
man…I wasn’t sure what I was in for. 

We put our hands in each other’s and jockeyed for a grip.  It was a bad 
omen as she was able to easily get the grip she wanted…her hands were 
fairly strong, although smaller than mine and very delicate. 

"OK you guys…1…2…GO!" Nick called out. 

I eased into her, just trying to feel her out to see if there was 
anything there.  The harder I pressed against her, the harder she pushed 
against me.  I pushed harder still, expecting her to give any time, but 
she held me easily, much to my surprise. 

"Wow…you’re pretty strong." I said quietly. 

"I know…give yet?" she said smiling at me.  Oh oh. 

I pushed harder…and harder, but her arm held fast at center.  She wasn’t 
pushing…she was just holding to see what I could do.  My face was 
beginning to turn red.  I was frustrated at not being able to put her 
down…but felt a wonderful feeling knowing Terri was so strong…an 
incredibly wonderful feeling.  This was the first time I had met a girl 
as pretty as Terri that had so much strength…and it was great. 

I leaned my shoulder into her and pushed…still no movement from her.  
Just a wistful smile across the table from her. 

"Joey…C’mon…you’re a guy" Nick called. 

"I’m tryin’…she’s just…too strong…I can’t help it." 

"C’mon Joey…" Terri called, her arm now sliding backwards. 

"Cool…I’ve got ya…I think."  I pushed harder and watched her arm slide 
back further. 

"Ready Joey?" she said confidently.  Before I could answer, I felt 
strength in her little arm I couldn’t believe.  She easily pushed me 
back to center, then, staring her eyes into mine; pushed my arm to the 
table in seconds under all the resistance I could muster. 

"No…no!" I exclaimed.  Not because I lost, but because it was ending. 

The crowd erupted in applause for Terri as I scooted away from the table 
in embarrassment.  A few jibes from the guys, and a strange look from a 
couple of girls, and I was ready to go home.  I was humiliated and I 
knew any chance I wanted with Terri was shot, even though I enjoyed 
losing to her. 

I looked for a place to hide until the fervor wore down, but there was 
none.  I took the kidding as friendly as I could, then the girls 
started.  Kris even said she’d be glad to arm wrestle me, but she’d be 
afraid of hurting me.  I didn’t need this.  I grabbed a beer; content to 
wallow in my own self-pity and the crass comments the rest of the night.  
I moved to a corner to stew for a while.  Then Terri came over with a 
beer. 

"Buy ya one?" she asked handing it to me.  I took it not too 
reluctantly. 

"Thanks…come over here to gloat strong girl?  What…was I an easy mark?" 

"No…I didn’t come to gloat…and yes you were an easy mark.  Does that 
answer your question?" 

"Uh…no…what do you mean I was an easy mark?" 

"If you don’t mind me saying…I saw the way you looked at Sherry when she 
raised her arm…and flexed her muscle."  Oh no…I couldn’t have been that 
obvious. 

"I was just…" I couldn’t think of an excuse as she just looked at me and 
smiled. 

"Yes?" she asked. 

"I mean…she’s cute and…" 

"And she’s very strong isn’t she?" 

"Yea…I guess so…" 

"Do you think I’m strong Joey?"  She was being coy.  She reached across 
and grabbed my hand, squeezing it lightly. 

"Ow…that hurts…sorta."  She smiled broadly. 

"You like feeling my strength, didn’t you?"  she asked.  I was starting 
to sweat. 

"Terri…I can’t help it…I just like girls that are…really strong…like 
you."  Aw poop, now I knew I’d blown it. 

She pulled me into the hallway foyer, now vacant, to a dimly lit area, 
just enough to see her pretty face. 

"Do you like girl’s muscles too?"   Oh, this is cool.  I fixed my eyes 
on her arm as though I were a 4-year-old waiting for the cookie to come 
out of the cookie jar. 

"Terri…you won’t tell anyone will you?" 

"I never kiss and tell…. But…you do...don’t you?" she said pushing me 
backwards, her body close to mine. 

"Y-yes…Terri…you have muscles…too?" 

"Yes Joey…big, strong, pretty ones…would you like to see them?"  She 
kept pushing me backwards, now into the hallway again.  I was 
surging…unable to control myself. 

"Terri…oh man…yes…I would…" she had backed me against a door.  She 
unexpectedly reached behind me and turned the knob.  The door opened and 
we went inside, with Terri closing it behind her.  She flicked the light 
on lighting a small table lamp. 

"You’d like to see my muscles wouldn’t you Joey?" 

"Oh Terri…you’re teasing me…" She unbuttoned her blouse and let it hang 
from her, the tops of her breasts bare, showing her lovely cleavage. 

"Have you ever kissed a strong girl Joey?"  She moved her lips close to 
mine, then touched them lightly.  Her lips were the sweetest thing I’d 
ever tasted. 

She pushed me back further, then began unbuttoning my shirt.  She ran 
her finger down my chest and stopped at the top of my pants. 

"We can’t leave these on, can we?" she said.  I wasn’t dumb…the pants 
left me in record time.  She took hers off as fast.  Then she turned 
around. 

"Unfasten me" she commanded.  I did and she turned around as the most 
beautiful breasts I’d seen in some time hung firmly from her body.  She 
jumped on the bed next to us. 

"Rub my neck Joey." Yet another command, to which I would oblige. 

I rubbed my hands into her neck, across her shoulders, slid them down 
her body to her tiny waist then up her front filling my hands with her 
soft breasts.  I was having a great time exploring her body and she was 
enjoying it as well. 

"Terri…?" 

"Yes Joey…you’re doing so nicely." 

"You seem too feminine to be so strong…do you really have…you 
know…muscles?" 

She turned to her right to look back at me, and raised her right arm 
straight out at the same time. 

"You mean like this Joey?"  She curled her arm slowly and I began to see 
just how incredibly strong she really was.  She made a fist and her arm 
tensed everywhere.   I ran my hand across her forearm as it got suddenly 
bigger and felt her muscles hard and taut. 

"Terri…you’re so sexy…" then her eyes met mine as her arm curled…and her 
bicep began to expand. 

"Oh no…oh my Terri…" Her bicep grew, exploded off her arm, rising 
straight up, not out.  She smiled at me.  She knew how strong she 
was…she knew I loved it. 

"Look at my muscle Joey."  I reached around underneath her arm and 
grabbed her bicep…held it in my hand.  I squeezed it hard, trying to 
hold it. 

"You can’t stop it Joey…it’s too strong."  She was right…it kept getting 
bigger…and bigger…and stronger. 

"Terri…you’re strength Terri…I love your muscles…I love how strong you 
are." 

"Kiss my muscle Joey…kiss your strong girl."  I reached down and put my 
lips to her bicep, now fully expanded and much too big for a girl as 
beautiful as Terri.  As I kissed her bicep, I felt her breast in my hand 
and her lips came to my forehead.  She pulled away, then lowered her arm 
and looked at me.  Then she turned. 

"Do you know what safe sex is Joey?" she asked. 

"Sure…I’ve got protection…in my pants pockets." 

"You better have…but do you know what else it means?" 

"Uh…no…what?" 

"It means you do as I say."  She said calmly.  Then she smiled, pushed 
me to the bed, then took both my hands and pinned them behind me.  She 
then laid upon me as I felt the strength of her beautiful body on top of 
me, thoroughly, wonderfully, helpless, to deny her anything she wanted.