Face Off
by GJ



Dear Readers: This story is purely a work of fiction and any locales, names,
descriptions or identities of people living or dead, is coincidental. Please
Enjoy GJ

Face Off

It isn't nice to piss off people. They can tend to be very vindictive,
especially when they are women. I was a very successful talent agent, using
the casting couch to get the best sex of my life. The thing is, I am so
obsessed with amazon women, women with muscles, women who could kill me with
one punch of either fist. I was casting a movie, a remake of "Face Off". Only
this time , the major characters are female. They have to be at least 6' tall
and weigh close to 200 lbs of solid muscle. They must know how to fight with
fists, feet, and muscles. I was fucking so many of these types of women,
black, white, Asian... that I was drained of all my cum.

OK, so to the pissed off part.... It seems that some of these women worked out
at the same gym. When they got to be friends with each other, they began to
talk. Of course, one thing led to another, and they all realized that I was
just using the feature role, in the movie, to get laid. Oh, I forgot to tell
you, that was the draw, if each slept with me, they could have the part. Of
course, I promised that individually, to each. Now, it was clear, none of them
would have the part, in my quest to fuck the biggest, sexiest, most muscular
women in Hollywood.

Now, they realized, I was the scum of the earth and needed to be erased,
before other women would be hoodwinked into flexing for me, and jerking me off
with their biceps, or having me fuck them in all three inputs. The problem
was, they had to pick two new faces to do the deed. I would disappear for
good. Just a red stain left someplace.

So they picked, two new comers to Hollywood named Britney and Caitlin. Britney
looked like the very gorgeous and super hard Shawn Tam , and Caitlin looked
like the equally sexy Shawna Walker. Both girls were over 6', and rippled with
muscle power. In, addition, these killer ladies, could execute any man, with
their fists, feet, biceps, quads, calves or glutes. There muscles were so
huge, that they had to have their clothes specially made. It was expensive,
but then, they got $100,000 each per hit. They needed a way to work me over,
slowly and undetected.

The opportunity arrived when, staking out my estate, they noticed I used a
service to keep my pool in tip top shape. The young man, Lars, was a huge
bodybuilder, who came two times a week to filter, drain and replace the water,
as well as to check the ph levels. The two man-killers found their way in.
Poor Lars, however ended up beaten to a pulp. He spent sixteen months in a
facility and when released, he was nothing more than a vegetable. The two
women, had fun working him over. They were so turned on, as he was a real
"bleeder". They like that.

So, one morning, a truck pulled up. Out stepped Britney and Caitlin. They both
had on thonged bath suits. They were so tanned, and oiled. Each muscle stood
out, like in 3-d. Looking out of my bedroom, and seeing these two incredible
Amazons, carrying pool equipment, I rushed out to meet them. I was so hard,
now. As I walked up to them I could smell their sweet sweat, dripping off
their biceps, quads and glutes. I came right there. A huge white spot began
growing on my swim trunks designed by Calvin.

Walking up to them, I asked, "May I help you ladies". They both smiled and
said, "We are the new pool maintenance crew, Lars, unfortunately had a bad
accident and he won't be coming back." Thinking," man this is so cool", I
outlined the level of service I expected from them. At the end of my little
orientation, I asked, " So, it looks like you women are very powerful. I love
that in a woman. As a matter of fact, I am casting for two powerful women,
such as yourselves. Perhaps if you do a really good job, I can call you for a
reading." That got their attention.

Wanting to tease me a bit, they began flexing their huge arms for me. One
would flex both arms up at the exact time the other would let her mammoth
peaks rest. They kept this up. I came again. Now the wet spot was covering the
whole front of my bathing suit. I didn't care. It was my house, my
money."Seems you like our muscles, Mr. Jones, said Caitlin, winking. It is so
hot, come and lick the sweat off our biceps. Well, I did, licking four huge
arms, each of which could pop my head like a zit. The smell was intense, yet
highly arousing. I licked them both clean. I was on the verge of coming again.

Just then Britney suggested that I go inside while they work. Soon they had
the whole pool drained. The drain itself was large, and the filters and hosing
sucked down all the pool scum( there was a lot, I loved to fuck huge Amazons
in my pool). Then, they both stopped and stretched. OMG, I could see every
defined, sweaty muscle. Their ass cheeks oozed raw power. Their wetness flowed
down their unshaven pits. Sipping bottled water, they called me to inspect
their work so far. I wanted to inspect their glutes, their drenched vaginal
lips, fuck the pool.

Getting there in no time flat, I told them they needed a break. Smiling at me,
they both responded with, "Actually it is you who need a break".....then
unstoppable laughter. Walking close to them now, so close I could see the
small golden hairs on their arms, matted with salty brine, I imagined myself
licking those underarms clean, as they flexed those huge biceps. "Ladies, you
look so hot, can I cool you off", I began. Winking at each other, "We would
love that. We are so hottttttttttttttttttt." Damn, I came again. Soon I was
licking Britney's huge arms as she flexed them for me. Caitlin was next to us,
giving instructions, suck on her pits, lick slowly..she likes that." After
twenty minutes, I cleaned her up and was now doing the same for Caitlin. Now
Britney was yelling, "Suck on her pit hair, clean it good." Oh, I did that,
yes I did.

Next they had me clean their sweaty asses. My tongue laved everything it could
find. They began to moan, as they felt my tongue travel up their chutes. Like
their huge arms, in about thirty minutes I had reamed and cleaned them. I also
came twice more. I wondered what would be next, I was so turned on, I was
literally up for anything.

Looking at my face, covered in ass and bicep juice, they were now ready to
work me over. "Come down into the empty pool, they said and inspect our work
so far." I climbed down the metal steps to the pool bottom. The two Amazons,
jumped down easily. I could see their 32" quads flex with power, as they
landed on the pool's bottom.'You remember we said you needed a break, well
break time is here. You are going to be so amazed , it will kill you, hahaha."

Smiling hugely, with anticipation, I saw Caitlin raise her right fist and felt
it slam into the right side of my jaw. I could hear the craccck and felt
intense pain as Britney hit me with the exact same punch on the left side of
my jaw. As with the first punch, I could hear the break and feel my teeth
shattering as well as my jawbone. These girls were really good. Their punches
broke my face, but they didn't knock me out. Oh no, I had to feel every punch.
It was their way. They continued taking turns, breaking more and more of my
face: cheekbones, eye sockets, nose, chin, and anything else that once was
bone.

Finally, they stopped. I was standing up, mostly unconscious, wobbily and
pulpy. They took turns bitch slapping me awake. "Now comes the best part, Mr.
Jones. Oh . By the way, about that part, in your movie, well soon you will be
in PARTS, imagine that!" They began punching me again. With each contact, more
face juice splattered all each sweating killer. The last punch was amazing.
Standing me up, against the pool wall, they both hit me at the same time.
Caitlin on the right, Britney on the left. Their fists were stopped by what
was left of my face. It exploded, Boooommmmm and covered them completely, as
well as the pool wall. Slowly I began my descent to the pool floor. Checking
for any signs of life, they knew I was done for. That last punch had sent
shards of bone deep into my brain. It exploded as if I was shot with a large
bore rifle at close range.

Giving each other high fives(^5), they began the second phase, dismantling me.
Britney used the huge shears to denude me of fingers and toes. Caitlin began
hooking up the pump. In no time, all my fluids were drained down the pool. In
five minutes I was just a grey shell. They took turns punching and kicking my
extremities until they were paste. That too was sucked down the pools
aperture. Once my brain paste was sucked down, there was nothing left of me at
all. The girls flexed and kissed each other deeply. Cleaning the pool of all
evidence, they turned on the pool valves and cool water cascaded in. In thirty
minutes, the pool was filled.

Hosing down the filters, removing all the gore, they replaced them with fresh
ones. The old ones were bagged, and ready for disposal. Then the girls, took
one last look around. Satisfied, they shook their sexy, huge asses as they
went to their truck. Turning for the last time, they joked with," Guess we got
Mr Jones parts, after all."