Muscle Monster - Part 2
By Muscle Fan



The following is a continuation of a story I wrote about a muscular woman who
harbors an obsession with teasing and then destroying her victims. This woman
is Alex, my wife, my Muscle Monster. This story contains humiliation, sex and
extreme violence.

Please read at your own discretion. Thanks.

The next day following my wife's killing of Frank and Barbie, there was
newscasts and an article in the newspaper's local section on their deaths.
Speculations were that Frank was targeted by business competitors or that it
was simply that he and his wife were in the wrong place at the wrong time. At
breakfast, we watched the news and Alex read the two column article, mostly
outlining Frank's business dealings.

"Looks like our boy Frankie was no saint," Alex said, "I wonder if I could
list their house?" "That's a bit cold, don't you think, Al," I asked, "I mean,
after all, you just killed them." "We killed them," she corrected, "You had a
hand," and then she chuckled and corrected herself, "You had a cock in it." It
was true. I was fucking Barbie when Alex smothered her with her pussy. Now
that would make for some interesting reading in the tabloids.

"What do you have going on today?" I asked rinsing my coffee cup out in the
sink. Alex got up, padding to the sink and wrapping one arm around my
shoulders, "I don't know, baby, maybe I'll screw the pool boy or the
gardener," she said, "Maybe I'll crush some other pathetic weasel. That felt
so good last night." I turned and looked up at my wife who is nearly a head
taller than me. "You're kidding aren't you, Al?" She smiled and brought up her
massive twenty inch biceps and flexed them. "I don't know," she said, "what's
the use in having guns like these if you don't use them." I looked into her
eyes and then kissed her huge muscle. "Be good," I said, "I've got to get
ready for work."

I dressed and left the house leaving Alex standing in front of her full length
mirror examining herself. My wife's deeply tanned body looked as if it had
been sculptured from marble. Broad shoulder's tapered to a narrow waist and
hips sitting atop muscular thighs and twenty inch calves. Her muscles were
well defined even when she wasn't flexing and had thick veins crisscrossing
them.

'I need to stop in at the office,' Alex thought, selecting a pants suit from
her walk-in closet. 'A bit snug,' she thought examining herself once again in
the mirror, 'Maybe I'll see if I can find one while I'm out.' Dressed, she
drove the twenty minutes to her office, checked with her boss, picked up
messages and left for a showing that she had scheduled.

The house, a large two-story, was not in the best condition. It sat vacant
having been abandoned by a woman who had recently lost her husband and wanted
to 'down-size'. Her client was a woman who had two small children that needed
to 'up-size'. 'Perfect,' Alex thought. Linda Lawrence, the client, was a
petite attractive woman in her late twenties. "Hi," Alex said greeting Linda
at the door. The two women shook hands and Alex proceeded to show Linda the
house. Alex and Linda had never met, so this was a 'blind' showing.

At the end of the tour, in the kitchen, Alex asked, "So, what did you think of
the house?" Looking around, Linda said, "It's big enough for me and the two
boys, but I'm just not ready yet. John and I are going through a divorce and
it won't be until that's finished when I have the money for the down payment."
"Let's sit down for a minute," Alex said.

For the next hour, the women talked. Linda bared her soul to Alex telling her
how her husband, John, had cheated on her and the boys with a coworker. John
said he was in love with his mistress and that he would give her money for a
down payment if she would go for an uncontested, quick, divorce, so she was
just looking.

Linda told Alex that she was deeply hurt and wanted out of the marriage. "I
hate him, I really do," Linda said. "What about life insurance," Alex asked.
Linda looked at Alex quizzically and then said, "Yes, John's insured for a
million dollars, why?" "Oh, nothing," Alex said, "I was wondering if he could
borrow against it, this house won't stay on the market long or maybe he'd be
willing to pay rent for you and the boys until the divorce is final." "Hmm,"
Linda mused, "I could ask, I guess, while we're still on speaking terms."

Meeting concluded, Linda and Alex hugged and left. Driving home, Alex passed a
boutique she was unfamiliar with and turned into their parking lot. Once in
the front door, a sales girl asked, "May I help you?" "I'm looking for a
business suit," Alex said, browsing along a line of jackets and slacks.

The girl in her twenties wore glasses, was pale with freckles across the
bridge of her nose. 'Attractive,' Alex thought, 'in a little girl way.' "I'm
Beth," the sales girl said as she approached, "Let's see if we have your
size." She wore a tape measure around her neck. "I can adjust just about
anything to fit," she added.

Alex selected a fabric that she liked. The black material felt soft and cool.
"Here," Beth said selecting a pair of slacks and a jacket from the rack, "Try
this on. Dressing rooms are at the rear of the store."

Alex took the pants and jacket and entered the dressing room. She undressed
and slipped into the new pants. 'Way too tight around the legs,' she thought,
turning to look at herself in the dressing room mirror, 'I could split these
if I flexed,' and chuckled. "Is everything alright in there," Beth asked,
opening the door a couple of inches. "Fine," Alex said turning to face the
sales girl, "I was just thinking I could split these pants if I flexed my
legs."

Beth's eyes widened as she surveyed Alex wearing only the pants she had given
her. "I-I didn't realize, ah, I mean," Beth stammered, "I didn't realize just
how muscular you were." Alex laughed out loud and said, "I get that a lot,
watch," and she flexed her quads. The material stretched as far as it could
and then separated at the seam. "I'm hard to fit," Alex said as she unbuttoned
the torn pants and slid them down her thighs, "do you have anything a little
loser in the legs?"

Beth took the torn slacks from Alex but stood mesmerized. Alex followed her
gaze to her clitoris. With a forefinger she lifted her three inch clit. "Do
you like it?" Alex asked. "Hmm, what," Beth asked. "I asked if you liked my
clit," Alex repeated. Beth bit her lip and nodded. "I've never seen one so
big," she said. Alex nodded and said, "Look, I don't have a lot of time, but I
like you and I've really got to 'get off' if you know what I mean, so get on
your knees and suck me." Beth looked up into Alex' face. "You've never been
with a woman before, have you?" Alex asked. Beth just shook her head, said, "I
didn't think so, well, get on your knees and tongue my 'she-cock'."

Slowly the young girl sunk to her knees as Alex thrust her pelvis forward. She
took Al's meaty clit between her lips and gently sucked. "Harder," Alex told
her, "suck me harder." Beth did as instructed, running her tongue the length
of her clit. "Hmm," Alex hummed, "that's it baby," and placed a hand on the
back of Beth's head holding her fast against her pubis. Beth held on to Alex's
hard butt cheeks as Alex thrust. The muscle monster allowed herself to climax,
Beth choking briefly as Alex's juices filled her mouth.

Alex chuckled as she stepped back from Beth. "You'll get use to that," she
said, "You did well for a first timer." Alex ran two fingers along her labia
and clit and put the moist digits to her lips and licked the cum from them.
"Hmm," she hummed, "I taste good," and savored her wetness. "Now I really have
to be going," Alex said and reached for her clothes.

"Let me just take some measurements, please, ma'am," Beth pleaded, "perhaps I
can make something that will fit you." Alex hesitated and then said, "Alright,
but be quick." Beth worked quickly and efficiently measuring the muscle
goddess.

Dressed, Alex thrust a business card at Beth. "Here, when you have my pants
suit ready, call me," and strode out of the shop.

At home, Al got undress and placed several calls then sat at her computer and
put together the paperwork necessary. She was waiting for a call from Linda
Lawrence as to whether John would sign the rental agreement. Her call came in
as Alex was finishing her laps in the pool. Drying her hands, she took the
call and arranged to meet John Lawrence at the house the following evening.

When I got home, I found Alex getting the last of the afternoon sun on the
patio. "I'll need your help tomorrow evening, baby," Al said as I sat on a
chaise and untied my shoes. "Oh, what sort of help?" "Just a little workout
for my girls," she said and flexed her biceps. "Does it involve killing
someone," I asked. She gave me a sheepish look and said, "Maybe, we'll see, I
just want to have some fun is all," she said and with her legs in front of her
tensed her quads and I watched the muscles explode under thick, rope like
veins. I could tell she was anticipating whatever she had planned, my muscle
monster.

The following evening, we went to a two-story house and Alex laid out her
paperwork on the kitchen table so that the signature lines were all visible.
Next we went upstairs to the master bedroom. A chest of drawers and a large
four-poster king size bed was all that remained. I put the ties that Al had
instructed me to bring in one of the empty drawers.

"Are you sure you want to do this, baby," I asked. She stopped at the head of
the stairs and looked at me. "Ahh," she said putting a hand to my cheek,
"you're not afraid are you? You want your little wife to have fun, don't you?"
and smiled at me. 'Little wife' I thought, 'fun', she really enjoys this.

The doorbell sounded and Alex answered it. I was introduced to Linda and John
Lawrence. If Linda knew what was coming, she didn't show it, as for John, he
was about six foot with an athletic build although he had a bit of a paunch.
He looked around the foyer and nodded. "Let me show you around," Alex said,
"Linda has already seen the house, so maybe she and Robert can wait in the
kitchen, I've got the paperwork laid out there." Alex proceeded to show John
the house. We could hear her walking him through describing the various
features.

Linda and I sat at the kitchen table. She was attractive, but looked a little
on edge. "Are you and your husband looking forward to moving in here," I
asked. She shook her head and said, "Just me," and then went on to tell me of
their ruined marriage and how John was cheating on her. By the time Alex and
John got to the kitchen, I could clearly see how and why this was going to
happen.

"I've got the paperwork all laid out for you and Linda to sign," Alex said,
"I'm sure Linda will be very happy here." John only grunted and said, 'Yeah,
yeah, let's get this over with," and looked at his watch impatiently. Linda
signed the rental agreement where Alex had marked and then John signed. He
turned to Alex and tossed the pen on the stack of papers and said, "I guess
that's it then, I'll take off," and turned to go. That's when Alex hit him on
the jaw. Linda gasped and put her hands to her mouth as Alex caught John
before he could hit the floor.

Alex lifted John over one massive shoulder as if he weighed nothing and turned
to Linda. "You can stay or you can go, baby, but if you stay what you see or
hear has to be your secret to keep, understand?" Linda only nodded. "Good,"
Alex said and then to me, "Why don't you entertain Linda while I get ready and
get John upstairs." I nodded as my wife left with John still unconscious over
her shoulder.

"Your wife is certainly strong," Linda said as she watched Al leave. "Yes,
she's very strong." "I wish I was strong and had as much confidence as she
does," she said. I nodded. "I'm sorry to hear about your marriage, Linda." She
nodded and said, "It's for the best, I've been unhappy for a long time. We
married young and I was inexperienced. John was never good in bed." Words
seemed to tumble from her. "Let's go upstairs," I said.

When we got to the master bedroom, John was tied to the four-poster bed with
the ties I had brought. He was naked on the bed as was Alex. Linda's eyes
widened, first at seeing her husband naked and then even further as she took
in Alex standing at the foot of the bed stretching. I began to feel the
stirring of an erection.

"Get undressed," Alex said over her shoulder as she pumped her traps. I could
see John's eyes glued to my wife as she flexed a gag in his mouth.

Linda looked at me and I whispered to her, "Get undressed," and quickly got
out of my clothes. She had just stepped out of her shoes and unzipped her
skirt when I turned and she looked at my semi hard cock. "Wow," she mouthed
though she didn't say it aloud. I smiled at her and unbuttoned her blouse.

Alex turned and looked at us and then over her shoulder back at John. A smiled
crept across her face. "Maybe John would like to see what a real man can do
with his wife. Bobby, why don't you show Johnny just what it is to be a real
man," Alex said. Taking Linda by the hand I led her to the side of the bed
where I asked her softly, "Do you ever go down on John?" She shook her head
and I said, "Well, get on your knees and take my cock, suck me, and when I
come, swallow all of my cum." She looked at me wide eyed and I raised my voice
and said, "Do it, do it now!"

On her knees she touched me so gently that I barely felt her fingertips.
"Stroke me, baby," I said. She did and put the head of my cock to her lips,
"Now take me in your mouth." I looked at John who looked at me with hate. I
began to move my hips as Linda took me deeper and deeper in her throat. As I
neared climax, I withdrew and taking Linda by the torso pulled her to her
feet.

She looked at me questioningly until I guided my cock to her waiting pussy.
She put one foot on the bed as I thrust my shaft into her. Deeper and deeper I
drove as she moaned. I stole a glance at Alex who smiled at me as she
masturbated, exploring her own pussy with two fingers.

Minutes later, I came with one final thrust as did Linda who shuddered. Alex,
fingers wet with her own juices, licked them and then put them to my lips. I
love my wife's cum. She kissed both Linda and I on the lips and said softly,
and then told us, "It's time to get busy."

The Muscle Monster stepped to the side of the bed and looked down at helpless
John Lawrence. "Did you like seeing your wife suck Robbie's large cock and get
reamed by it, Johnny?" She looked down at the man's undersize penis and
flicked it with a finger. "Your pathetic little flap of skin you call a cock
is nothing. My clit is as big as that," and she laughed.

'She loves to humiliate her victims,' I thought, 'humiliate and torture them.'

Alex looked at Linda and asked, "You liked sucking my husband's cock, didn't
you, baby?" Linda nodded and smiled. "And you liked having Robbie's big cock
in that little pussy of yours didn't you?" Linda's smile broadened and she
said softly, "Yes." I smiled and stepped behind her and wrapped my arms around
her, cupping one of her breasts as we watched Alex turn her attention back to
John.

"I'm going to untie one of your hands so that you can feel my muscles, feel my
strength, would you like that?" Alex asked. John mumbled something into his
gag and then nodded his head. Alex untied his left wrist from the bed and
taking him by that wrist, ran his fingertips over her incredible abdominals.
"Feel that, baby, feel how hard my abs are and I'm not even flexing. You
wouldn't stand a chance against a woman like me, would you?" John shook his
head.

"Do you want to finger me, baby?" she asked. The man nodded. Alex chuckled and
said, "I'm already wet, so you can put two fingers in my pussy, will you do
that for me?" Again a nod. Taking him by the wrist she guided his hand to her
pussy and the inserted two fingers in her waiting vagina. "Hmm, that feels
good, but you have small fingers, put your fist inside me." John's eyes
widened but he balled his fist and Alex took it inside of her. She rose up and
down several times on the balls of her feet savoring the man's fist and then
stopped and looked at Linda and me and gave a sly smile. As the smile
disappeared, I saw her abdominals constrict and John began to yell into his
gag. "Just a little more," Alex said as brought her arms across her chest
tensing her trapezoidal muscles.

Alex relaxed and stepped away from the bed releasing John's fist. John was
sobbing, tears running down his cheeks. It was clear that his fingers were
deformed and broken as he brought his injured hand to his chest. My Muscle
Monster had crushed the man's hand with her pussy, 'incredible,' I thought.

"Let me have a look at that," Alex said, taking John's wrist once again. She
pulled his arm from his chest and pulled it towards her until he shrieked
behind his gag. She continued to pull dislocating his left arm. "Now that's
painful, isn't it, but you see how easy it is to hurt someone? You see how
truly pathetic you really are?" she asked.

I felt Linda stiffen in my arms but I couldn't control that my cock was once
again becoming hard. She could feel it as well as it was pressed into the
small of her back. The sight of watching my wife dominate and destroy this man
was somehow intoxicating.

Alex looked at John's cock lying against one white thigh. She took it between
her thumb and forefinger and squeezed, flattening it. "This is useless," she
said and pulled until his penis was stretched to its limit. She released it
and then taking the penis and scrotum in her palm, crushed them as easily as
she would a soft plum. John screamed into his gag before passing out.

Padding to Linda and me, Alex reminded me of a panther or other large cat. Her
muscles moved with each step. She took one of Linda's nipples between the same
thumb and forefinger that she had so easily crushed her husband's cock with
and for a moment I thought she was going to crush the woman's nipple. "You
have such nice breasts, Linda," she said rolling her nipple between her thumb
and forefinger. Linda's nipples responded becoming hard. Alex chuckled and
asked, "What do you think so far, baby, are you ready to see me destroy your
husband." "Yes, Alex, I'm ready," she said softly putting her hands on Al's
chest and fingering one of my wife's nipples. "Good," Alex said and kissed
Linda on the lips driving her tongue deep into the other woman's throat. When
she parted Al went back to the bed and looked down at the still unconscious
man.

John's useless left arm lay on his chest and his scrotum and penis were a dark
purple. Alex untied his ankles and right arm. "Pity he won't be awake when I
crush him," she said and picked John off the bed as if he were weightless. She
wrapped her arms around his chest and squeezed breaking rib after rib.

Linda turned in my arms and then got on her knees taking my cock once more
orally. She kept her eyes on Alex who sat on the end of the bed and placed
John's head between her mighty thighs. I knew what was coming, 'Namely me,' I
thought as my wife began to squeeze John's head. Linda quickened her pace as
she watched and I exploded when Alex crushed the man's skull. Linda turned,
mouth open and my cum dripping from her mouth to stare at the man who had once
been her husband. Alex released her hold on him and he slumped to the floor.

"Hmm," Alex hummed as she rubbed her vein laden legs, "that felt wonderful.
Let's shower and dress and then we can get rid of the body." Alex stood up and
drew a finger across Linda's lips swiping some of my cum. She put it to her
lips and asked Linda, "Did you enjoy that?" To my surprise, Linda said
eagerly, "Oh, yes, he got what he deserved," and chuckled.

The three of us showered together, dressed and then Alex carried John's body
downstairs and out to his car. John and Linda had driven separately, so she
placed John's body on the passenger seat.

Back inside, Alex gathered the paperwork and handed Linda one of the sheets of
paper that John had signed previously. Linda looked at it. "Is this what I
think it is?" she asked. Al nodded and said, "Yes, it's John's suicide note.
Maybe now you can collect on the insurance and afford this home."

"Come along Bobby," Alex told me, "we have a body to get rid of and then I
need to have that twelve inch cock inside me. Size does matter, doesn't it,
Linda?" Linda blushed and said, "Absolutely, I'll remember that the next time
I'm in the market for a husband, and thank you Alex."

Alex drove John's car to a bridge, parked at the far end and carried his body
over her shoulder as she did earlier in the evening. With no effort she tossed
the body over the railing into the river below. As she got into the passenger
seat of our car, she said, "That went well." "It did," I said, "For Linda but
not so much for John," and we both laughed.

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Thank you,

Muscle Fan