My Story - Part 12
By Muscle Fan, covert.1@hotmail.com
A short story of a coed muscle goddess.


So, here we were, five of us; me, Jeremy and Jane plus our unwelcomed guests,
Johnny and Cloe. They had come to our room seeking revenge for the broken arm
and jaw that we had inflicted on his brother earlier. Now, the question was
what to do with them.

"Have a seat on the bed next to your girlfriend, Johnny," I said, "Didn't your
brother or his girlfriend tell you what I told them, to leave us alone or I'd
snap them in two?" "Marlene said that you told her that," Chloe said, "You're
such a tough bitch with your fake tits and big muscles." "Look, Chloe, I don't
know what bug crawled up your ass, but these tits aren't fake and these
muscles are real," I said and flexed my bicep for her.

"Come here, Chloe," I said. She didn't move but just stared at me. "Come here,
bitch, I'm not going to tell you again," I said more forcefully. Reluctantly
she got off the bed. Chloe stood about 5'5" and was rail thin. "Jane, take her
clothes off" I said. Chloe looked at me like I had spoken a foreign language.
Jane moved in to unfasten the woman's jeans and take her tank top off. "Get
away from me you bitch," Chloe yelled at Jane and went to slap Jane. I quickly
grabbed the skinny womans arms and held them abouve her head. She tried
kicking at Jane, but Jane moved out of range. I bent and whispered in Chloe's
ear, "If you resist, I will snap you like a twig. Now let Jane take those
clothes off."

Jane unbuckled Chloe's belt, unbuttoned the jeans and slid them to the floor.
She removed the womans shoes and completed removing the pants. Next came the
bikini underwear that Chloe was wearing, a simple pair of cotton panties. She
had a moderate amount of pubic hair which I found disgusting. I dropped her
arms and she said, "I can take my own top off, thank you," and peeled the tank
top over her head. She wore no bra.

"Alright, Johnny, your turn," I said, "Do you want me to have Jane or Jeremy
help you or will you strip down on your own?" "I can manage on my own, but
why, if you guys want to run around like a bunch of perverts," Johnny said,
"That's OK with me, but why do Chloe and I have to take our clothes off?"
"That's because I want you to see and experience what Jeremy and I have worked
so hard to achieve and how your puny little bodies are no match for a muscle
goddess like me" I said. He was still thinking that one through when he
finally stepped out of his boxer shorts. Johnny sported about half of what
Jeremy had, but that was OK, his penis wasn't my main focus at this time.

Once our guests were naked, I said, "There, now doesn't that feel good? We're
all on the same level now, except I have more muscle and am infinitely
stronger." I grabbed Chloe and held her in front of me facing the mirrored
wardrobe. "Look at the difference between our bodies, Chloe, see how small and
frail you are compared to me?" I said, and moved my hand over her flat chest
and down to her hairy pubic area. I stuck my middle finger in her vagina which
was tight. "You are tight, what would a stud like Jeremy do with you, Chloe, I
think we should find out," I said. Chloe tensed in my arms and Johnny looked
as if he was going to get up from the bed and protest.

"Jeremy, show Chloe what it's like to have sex with a real man," I said. "Yes,
Mistress," he said and immediately through the skinny woman on the bed and was
on top of her in an instant. He forced her legs apart and without foreplay,
impaled her on his rock hard shaft. Much to her credit, she didn't cry out but
bit down on her lip and stiffled her cries.

Johnny who was lying next to his girlfriend jumped up and said, "You sick,
twisted bitch!" "I'm just trying to show our guests a good time, come here and
let me see what that little dick of yours can do," I said. He didn't move. I
walked over to him and grabbed his cock. Squeezing, I said, "If I tell you or
ask you, you do it, do you understand, otherwise, I'll rip this cock of yours
right off your body, do you understand?" "Yes," he said. I squeezed harder,
"Yes, who," I said. "Yes, Mistress," he said. I smiled. "Very good, Johnny,
now I'm going to let you lick Jane's pussy and ass," I still had hold of his
cock and he said, "Yes, Mistress."

What Johnny was lacking in the cock department, he made up for with a talented
tongue. Jeremy was just about done serviceing Chloe. He shot his load (again)
and rolled off her. The woman looked like she was in a state of shock.
"Alright, Johnny, enough of trying to please Jane, I want you to go and clean
up your woman and I want you to swallow all of Jeremy's cum, do you
undestand?" I said. "Yes, Mistress," he replied, and went to the bed and began
cleaning his girlfriend.

Jeremy, Jane and I stood there watching Johnny going down on his girlfriend,
Chloe. "It seems you have a new convert, Mistress," Jane said, "Do you think
Johnny appreciates the lifestyle of a dominant muscle goddess now?" "I think
he did what he did to survive not getting the shit beaten out of him by me," I
said, "As to whether he's a convert or not will remain to be seen. Speaking of
converts though, I think Jeremy converted Chloe to want huge cocks from now
on." "I know I don't think I could settle for an average cock," Jane said,
"After having Jeremy for a lover." I smiled at this because I knew that Jane
had a crush on Jeremy that extended further than my muscle dominant lifestyle.

"Johnny, take Chloe and get out of here. I expect the four of you to check out
tomorrow and check into another hotel down the road or go home," I said, "Do I
make myself clear?" "Yes, Mistress," he said. "What about you Chloe, do you
understand?" I asked. Chloe still looked dazed; however, when she glanced at
Jeremy, I saw a faint smile. "Yes, Mistress," she repeated.

Johnny and Chloe left. I didn't expect any more trouble from them. We had had
a pretty exciting day. We still had a couple days left of our spring break.
The three of us cuddled and dozed.

The next morning, we showered and went to breakfast. The evening's events from
the night before had left us all hungry. After breakfast, I took Jane shopping
while Jeremy stayed behind and got the chaise lounges by the pool ready. Jane
and I hit a boutique that specialized in swimwear. The young shop girl greeted
us as we entered, "Good morning, may I help you?" "Not right now," I replied,
"We'll just browse." The bathing suits were arranged by colors with tops on
the rack above the bottoms. "We've got to get you something that stands out.
Brings you a little more up-to-date." I told her.

I selected a few suits for her and ushered her to a dressing room. The
salesgirl, Tami, I learned, went to help Jane. The first suit was a pastel
blue that was accentuated by Jane's tan. It was lower than her previous suit,
but I told her not to worry, she'd tan that white area. She turned and the
bottom covered her butt, but just barely. It was perfect. I knew Jeremy would
love it.

Next was a zebra print that was similar to one I had. It was cut high on the
hip and again had good coverage in the butt area. Jane didn't have large
boobs, so the top had to be swapped out, which Tami did. The one she brought
was perfect and lifted Janes small breasts.

Next it was my turn. I had found a string bikini that was the smallest I had
seen. I went to the dressing room and tied the strings over my hips. The top,
however, had to be changed, so when Tami popped into the dressing room to ask
if she could help, I told her I need one size larger. She hesitated just a
beat too long before closing the dressing room door. 'This girl likes what she
sees,' I thought, 'let's see if she's interested.'

When she brought the right size top back, I said, "Have you ever made love to
a muscle goddess, Tami?" This took her by surprise as I knew it would. "No,
I've only had sex with my boyfriend," she said. "Would you like to make love
to me, Tami?" I asked, and did a double bicep pose in the dressing room
mirror, making my chest jump, all the while watching the young girl's
expression reflected in the mirror.

To be continued ...