Genie - Part 34
By Muscle Fan, covert.1@hotmail.com
The story of a rather, sadistic, muscle goddess.


Alicia reached the little girl before her mother got to her and swooped her up
into her arms, 'Shhh, honey, Aunt Genie will take care of the mean man,'
Alicia said softly to the girl.

The mom got to Alicia and the little girl a minute later. 'Emily,' the mother
said, 'why did you run away, honey?' 'Because, mummy, the mean man pushed that
woman,' little Emily said pointing at Genie and the man. Alicia looked at the
mother, handing her the little girl, 'Genie can take care of herself, but it
won't be pretty, you might want to take Emily back to your blanket.' 'Thank
you, are you two American's?' she asked. 'We are, and I have to apologize,'
Alicia said, 'I heard what he said to you and saw him kick sand on little
Emily. Don't judge all Americans based on that ass' actions. Oh, I'm sorry.'
'Quite alright,' the mother said, 'thank you for taking care of that oaf,' and
turned and left carrying her daughter.

'Come on, big boy, let's see what you got,' Genie said. The man rushed her,
arms outstretched, trying to get her in a bear hug. Genie through a forearm at
his left arm and snapped it. It was as if he had hit his arm on a metal pole.
He yelled out in pain. The woman with the young girl turned to see the big man
go down to the sand on his back, clutching his left arm with his right.

Genie stood looking down at the man who was already breathing hard and said,
'Come on asshole, is that the best you can do?' With that the man got to his
knees and keeping his head down, rushed Genie again. As she side stepped him,
she hit him in the kidney with a fist. Again he howled and went down. This
time, as he was laying there, Genie put her foot on the man's throat. 'Don't
move, asshole, or I'll crush your throat,' she said. He instinctively grabbed
her calve which was like a small tree trunk above his neck. Try as he might,
he couldn't budge her leg.

'Now, I want you to get up and I'm going to walk you over to the nice woman
and her child and you're going to very politely tell them that you're sorry
for behaving badly and for kicking sand on the little girl, got it?' Genie
said. 'Yeah, I got it,' he mumbled breathing hard.

Genie walked him back to where the woman was standing. The man appologized,
then Genie told him, 'OK, mister, get out of here and get off our beach.'
Grumbling under his breath he stalked off, still kicking sand as he went.

Genie only shook her head, and turned back to the woman and little girl, 'I'm
sorry that had to happen,' Genie said. 'It's I who should thank you,' the
woman said, 'I try to teach Emily here to respect others, but that man set a
bad example.' 'Yes he did, but he appologized,' Genie said, then looking at
the little girl, said, 'so that's OK, isn't it Emily?' 'Yes, I suppose, what's
your name?' the girl asked. 'My name is Genie, Emily, I'm happy to meet you,'
and held out her hand to shake. Genie engulfed the little girls hand in hers,
and then shook hands with her mother whose hand appeared to be only slightly
larger than her daughters. 'Emma' said the mom in the way of a self
introduction.

'You sure are big, Genie,' Emily said, 'Shh, Emily,' Emma said, 'what did I
tell you about your manners?' 'You told me not to talk to strangers and not to
talk bad about people, mummy,' Emily said. 'That's right, and even though
you've now met Genie, it's not polite to call someone 'big', Emily,' Emma
reprimanded.

'That's OK,' Genie said, 'I get that a lot. I like that I'm big, Emily, that I
have muscles and that I'm different. It's OK.' 'Well, I like your muscles
too,' Emily said, and both Genie and the little girl laughed. 'Thank you
again, Genie,' the mother said, 'and for what it's worth, I like your muscles
too,' giving Genie a smile. Genie stepped close and with one hand behind the
woman's head, gave Emma a kiss on the mouth. Emma inadvertantly put a hand on
Genie's abs. Genie didn't linger though she would have liked to, but broke the
kiss then gave little Emily a kiss on the cheek.

'Have a good day you two,' Genie said. 'Good-bye, Genie,' Emily called out.
Emma waved, a smile on her face. Genie walked back to her towel and Alicia.

'That was exciting,' Alicia said as Genie sat down. 'I would have loved to
have really hurt that dumb ass, but didn't want to make a scene in front of
the little girl,' Genie said.

The sunned, then returned to their hotel room. Alicia was in the shower when
there was a knock on the door. Genie, still in her bathing suit answered it.
There stood Emma, looking down at the floor. 'Come in,' Genie said.

'I don't know why I came,' Emma started to say and Genie put a finger to her
lips. 'Shh, you don't have to say anything, I know why you're here,' Genie
said and untied her bikini top and tossing it on the bed. Emma let out a faint
gasp. Genie smiled, 'big, aren't they?' 'Oh, my,' Emma said, 'they're even
bigger without the bathing suit top.'

'Take your cover up off,' Genie said. Emma reached down and brought the cover
up over her head. Genie reached behind the woman and undid her bathing suit
top. Emma's breasts were firm, perhaps a 'B' cup and lightly dotted with
freckles. 'Nice,' said Genie, as she fingered each nipple. Unlike Genie who
was tan all over, Emma had a small white triangle framing each nipple. Genie
ran a fingernail along the tan line.

Without saying a word, Genie put a finger in the waistband of Emma's bikini
bottoms and lowered them past her thighs, then allowing them to drop to the
floor. Genie lightly ran a finger over Emma's mons and then up her stomach to
ther navel and up past the sternum to the hollow of her neck. 'You have a nice
body, Emma,' Genie said and removed her thong.

Emma who was about 5'-4" stood rooted just inside the hotel room door. Genie
stepped back and tightened her abdominals. Running a hand over them she said,
'do you like these, Emma, would you like to touch them?' Emma instinctively
reached forward, but Genie took her by the wrist and said, 'no, not yet.'
Next, Genie fondled her tits and the nipples jumped. They're one-inch length
and half-inch diameter looked amazing. Genie said, 'do you like these, Emma,
would you like to play with them, suck them?' And again, Emma craned her neck
to reach the massive orb. 'No,' Genie said, 'not yet.' Genie put a foot on the
bed and tightened her quad and calve muscle, tracing the outline of each
muscle with her finger. 'Would you like to make love to my muscles, Emma?'
Genie asked. 'Oh, yes, I would,' Emma replied, this time she did not step
closer and did not reach out. Genie smiled.

'Very good, Emma, you did well. From now on, you may call me mistress Genie,
now come and make love to my muscles,' Genie said. Emma went to Genie and
rubbed her hand over the massive thigh and down Genie's shin and back up the
calf muscle. It was as if she were touching warm granite. Genie reached out
and behind Emma's head and brought her small mouth to hers. She ran her tongue
around Emma's lips then kissed Emma a passionate kiss.

Behind Genie, the bathroom door openned. 'Oh,' Alicia said, 'I didn't know we
had a guest.' Alicia had a towel in one hand and her bathing suit in the other
but made no move to cover her fantastic body. 'Alicia, this is Emma, from the
beach today, Emma, this is Alicia, my aunt.'

Alicia tossed the towel and her suit on the bed, then walked behind Emma and
reached around in front of her and ran her right hand over the woman's stomach
while her left hand explored her breasts.

'Your aunt, Mistress Genie?' Emma asked. 'Yes, Emma, Alicia is my aunt. You
may call her Mistress Alicia,' Genie said.

To be continued ...