Jersey Shore Strength Part 2 By Jeremy Wilson shaneomacfan3@yahoo.com The story continues, with Smoochie performing more strength feats *Author's Note: This is the sequel, as you probably know, if you read the first, this story is dedicated to a woman that I happen to find attractive, the Jersey Shore's Nicole "Snooki" Polizzi, and because of the fact that MTV has copyrights on the material and the characters in that show, I have to use different names and situations. Anyway, if you liked the first one, I hope you like this one too.* Smoochie led me back to her room, which was basically a huge penthouse suite, I guess paid for by NTV. We were wearing robes supplied to her by hotel management, her's looking unbelievably better than mine because of her stupendous hourglass shape. "So, uh, you're not shooting the show here are you, I mean, I don't see any cameras around, but you never know." "Nah, we're on vacation, we'll be starting up production again in 2 months, right now, it's just me and you, real private. What do you think of this room, huge right?" "Yeah, it's awesome, I mean, the ceiling's have got to be 20 feet high at least. It's gotta be at least 100 feet from wall to wall, and the tub in the bathroom is just as big as the one at the swimming pool and it looks much more comfortable, almost makes me wonder why you came down to the pool, to tell you the truth." "Oh, I don't know, I guess I was passing through the lobby, and I saw you sitting there, and thought you were a cutie, then I walked past the swimming pool and saw you in nothing but your swimsuit and I wanted to eat you up right then and there. You're a hunk, Jerry, I know PJ and Johnny (think Paulie D and Ronnie from the Shore) are pretty muscular, but they're really into themselves, you can't get into a conversation with them without it turning into something about themselves and their bodies, but I didn't get that same feeling from looking at you. And I think I was right, you're such a nice guy, that's what girls like, no matter what you hear in the papers and on the television." "So girls don't like bad boys?" "Girls like bad boys to have sex with, but that's about it, you can't have real relationships with bad boys. But that doesn't mean me and you won't be having sex, it's more like we'll be making love, hot and horny, sweaty and skanky, yes, but love nonetheless. That is, if you want to?" "Oh yeah, no doubt, I mean I think you're so hot, and that's before I even knew you were as strong as you are. That just added all the more lust to the equation, without a question. I'm not the kind of guy that would force that on any woman, but I have a feeling that if you didn't want to, no man would be able to force you to do anything you didn't want to do." "And I know I can force you to do anything I want, believe me Jerry, if you had 5 guys just like yourself with you, all 6 of you together could stop me, but you won't have to worry about that, I really just want to do what you want to do. Like my girl Christina Aguilera's song goes, I'm your genie in a bottle, make a wish and I'll do my best to make sure it comes true." She said this last with the sexiest pose I'd ever seen, if you put Barbara Eden in her prime and combined it with Princess Jasmine's beauty from Aladdin, you might get some idea, Smoochie was out of this World hot in my honest opinion, I just about licked my lips when she said and did this. But then I remembered what she said at the beginning. "You know, I'm not such a weak man myself, I work out at the gym 4 times a week, I lift some pretty good poundages." I said with a little confidence, I have put up 550 pounds on the bench press and 200 pounds on the curl bar. "Sweetie, I didn't mean it that way, look, I'm sure you're strong for a man, but well, you already felt some of my power already, and I told you what I could do." "Well, how about a friendly little contest to start off the festivities, let's do an armwrestling match, if you're as strong as you say, it should be no problem for you to beat me, and it'll give me some clue as to what league you're in." "Okay, if you say so, babe, but don't say I didn't warn you." We laid down on the soft carpet on the hotel bedroom floor and we grasped hands, but it was readily apparent that she needed a boost, my arm being so much longer. I got up and got the Newark Yellow Pages, and she put her arm up on that. "Ready?" I asked. "Yup, you count it down, hun." "On 3, ready, 1...2...3!!!" I pushed a little at first, but her little arm wasn't moving at all, a little bit more and there was still no sign of effort on her face, so I put all I could put into it, but she was looking at her nails like there was nothing happening. "Oh, have you started, sorry I was a million miles away. Anyway, I think it'd be more fair if you used both hands, go ahead, give me everything you got babe." I did as she asked, of course I met the same look of boredom. "Aren't you done, yet? You're trying your hardest? I'm sorry honey, I just can't feel anything you're trying to do here." Then she pushed my arms slowly and steadily to the carpet, where she gently but commandingly thumped my hand to the floor. Her eyes never left mine the whole time, but she didn't have a look of condescension or shame, she had a look of lust, because she knew I was fulfilling my fantasies. This just step one. She leapt to her feet like a gymnast, still in her robe, which did nothing to hide her figure. She put her hands on her waist and said, "Now, that was fun wasn't it? What do you want to do next, like I said, your wish is my command?" She wiggled her hips and did a quick bootie shake that made my eyes nearly burst out of my head at her bubble butt. "Wow! My goodness, Smoochie, I always thought you were hot whenever I saw you on TV or in the papers, but up close, even covered up in that robe, you have got to be the sexiest thing I've ever seen. You fill that robe out in all the right places, let me tell you. So you want to do whatever it is that I want to do? I'm thinking for a little foreplay you can show me some more of your power, I'll be your barbell." "You? Honey, you wouldn't even make a good warm-up for me, but if you want me to pick you up and toss you around this room, then let's do it, using my power turns me on, probably not as much as you, but I'm gonna be there with you by the time we're done." "I got an idea where to start, how about we play a little catch, and I'll be your ball." I got up on the bed, and she stood there with a smile on her face and her hands on her hips. "Ready? Here I come!" With that, I hopped off the bed and right into her arms in a front carry. She didn't even grunt or give any sign that my 240 pounds dropping full force from 5 feet in the air caused her any undue strain. "So you want to be a ball, honey? Okay, I'll let you live your dreams." She grabbed me by my armpits and brought me away from her, she held me at arms length from her body as though I was nothing more than a pillow. To emphasize the difference in our heights, let's just say she was on her tip toes and holding her arms out to their highest extension and my feet were only 3 inches, at most, from the floor! "Hun, I need you to curl yourself up into a ball, put your knees up to your chest and wrap your arms around your thighs, there you go, now you're the perfect ball. Just stay like that and hold on tight." With that she started moving me about in her arms like I was a human beach ball, the next thing she did blew my mind! She tossed me into the air with a flick of her left wrist and caught me with her right arm fully extended over her head! This tiny little woman, 4'9 and 95 pounds at the most was holding me, a 240 pound man, over her head with one hand like nothing! I couldn't believe it! Even after all she said she was capable of, after the power I felt up to now, I'm still amazed that someone as small and beautiful as her could accomplish such a feat with someone as big as me. But she wasn't done, I was amazed as she brought her arm down and held it palm up arm's length in front of her, like there wasn't a grown man that weighed 145 pounds more than she did sitting on it. "Aw, you look so cute like that, like a little gerbil, I could just eat you up. But we're not done showing my power, not by a long shot. You know why I requested a room with 20 foot tall ceilings, hun? So I could do this." She flicked her wrist upward again, with a little more power and suddenly I was flying 5 feet over her head! I almost pissed myself at the thought of it, but then she caught me with that same hand extended, like I was some big soft ball to her. I must have made some kind of displeased noise, because Smoochie shushed me and said. "Don't worry, baby, momma is gonna drop you, you're like a big, old, soft teddy bear, a hunky, muscular teddy bear too. But Smoochie has everything under control, I'm not gonna let you mess up your pretty little body or handsome little face. Like I said, hold on and enjoy the ride." Her saying that calmed my nerves some, but it turned me on all the more, I love when women baby talk to me, especially if it's about her being dominant and stronger despite the fact that they're much smaller. I knew she would never hurt me intentionally, and that I asked to be used like a ball, and this was completely in her power to do, so like she said, I relaxed and enjoyed the ride, boy did I ever! When my eyes weren't closed from the G-Forces my body was going through, I saw that I was whipping through the air like a tennis ball being sent back and forth across the room! Smoochie was true to her word, my body never once was in danger of hitting the floor, or the wall, or the bed. Finally, after 10 minutes of this, Smoochie stopped and told me to unwind myself from the ball I was in, she kissed me on the top of the head, then on the nose, and finally on the mouth, where we shared a kiss even more passionate then the one we had in the hot tub earlier that night. When I finally came up for air I said, "Boy, they sure named you right, damn you're a good kisser! Is there anything that you can't do?" "I can't let my guy go unsatisfied, so what else do you want to do?" "Well, damn, I don't know, how about when we do the nasty, we do it standing up, or should I say, you stand up and hold me while I pound you like a stake? How does that sound, babe?" "Really? You want to go there already? You don't want to explore my power any more, you just want to get right down to it?" "Um, of course I want to explore your power, my mind is just reeling from what I've been through, not just the tossing around, but that kiss you planted on me got my mind to thinking about more carnal matters. Maybe we can work power into it though, how about we do doggie style while you do pushups with me on your back, or missionary while you're doing a back bridge? I'm sorry, my mind's completely on getting in those tiny little g-string panties you got on." "Oh, alright, let's do the push-up thing, maybe I'll get my muscles pumped up a bit, come here, you." She got down on her hands and knees and pulled her panties to the side, I got out of my own underwear and climbed onto her back. I kissed her neck and shoulders as I fingered her sacred area, trying to warm her up for my 8 inches. "Oh yeah, baby, you know just how to warm me up." With that, she clamped down on my finger with her pussy muscles, I couldn't believe it. "Oh, I see you met Ms. Kitty, you know, she's just about as strong as the rest of me, if you can believe it. But she knows how to be gentle, can Mr. Dicky come in and play with Ms. Kitty?" "Oh Hell Yeah!" I yelled as I lined up my dickhead with her slit, as soon as the head got in, the rest was pulled in by a bunch of muscles that I'm sure were probably stronger than the World's strongest man in their own right. I wrapped myself around her, my hands on her incredibly huge, firm breasts, my legs around hers as she started pressing our combined weights up and down. Then I felt a grip on my left wrist, it held my hand and shifted it to her ass. It's then that I noticed that the push-ups hadn't stopped, but Smoochie was doing them with one hand as she used her other hand to shift my grip, as easy as adjusting a bikini strap. "My ass is real sensitive, squeeze it, it really gets me off, hun. And keep doing what you're doing with your other hand, that really gets me hot. How you liking it?" "How am I liking it! This is awesome! I mean your pussy is squeezing me like a hand, but it's better than any time I've ever masturbated, which I don't do often mind you, but your pussy, it's like it knows just how to push my buttons. And your body is just so hot, so firm, yet so squeezable, you're just so many fantasies coming true for me, baby. I can't possibly think how it can get better!" "Well, let's just say you haven't seen anything yet hun, what I've done tonight, didn't require even 10% of my strength, throwing you through the air? Child's play! Beating you arm wrestling? I could've done that with only my pinky! Doing hundreds of one handed push-ups with you on my back? Effortless. Tomorrow, I'll start to show you how strong a little old girl from New Jersey can be." My eyes rolled to the back of my head as I heard her proclamation. I passed out with a smile on my face, and an anticipation for tomorrow to come. To be continued?