Shipwrecked
By Muscle Fan



This is a fictional story about a wayward sailor and a beautiful muscle woman
and her secret to muscle dominance.

If you enjoy my story, please let me know at covert.1@hotmail.com

Thank you,

Muscle Fan

Jack

The day was dark and so was my mood. Emily and I had been in a fight. Well, it
really wasn't a fight so much as a disagreement. I had always worked out and
kept myself in good shape. No 'spare tire' and my arms and legs were somewhat
defined.

When I had first started dating Emily she shared my passion for the gym, after
all, that's where we had met. But now, six months into our relationship, she
had stopped going. First it was missing a day here or there and then a week.
Now, she 'just couldn't find the time', as she put it.

'No excuse,' I thought as I took the boat out. I'm a good sailor and the
prospect of getting rained on didn't deter me from leaving port. 'Perhaps a
little time on the water will clear my mind,' I thought.

The squall came on fast and furious as they sometimes do in the Caribbean. I
was pelted with rain and then the mast broke loose. I set the helm and tried
lowering the sail when the beam came around and caught me on the side of the
head knocking me over the rail. Fortunately I had my life jacket on because by
now I was seeing double.

I was treading water and trying to get to the swim ladder at the aft of the
boat when the lightening hit the main mast, shattering it. That's the last I
remember; a bright light and the sound of a roaring freight train.

'Ahh," I moaned as soft lips left mine, and then I belched up what seemed to
be gallons of sea water. I had an odd sensation of floating as the salt water
stung my eyes and throat. After a minute or two, I pried my eyes open and
found I wasn't floating but being carried. "Wh-where am I?" I croaked. "Shh,"
a deep female voice said, "You washed up on my beach. You need to rest."

My head felt as if it were in a vise, but I saw a one story home beyond the
beach as I drifted back asleep.

I'm not sure I how long I was out, but slowly I started to stir. "Easy little
man," that deep voice said, "Take it easy." I raised my body resting on my
elbows to take in my surroundings. I was in a bedroom and padding towards me
was a goddess. She was deeply tan and naked carrying a bowl. Her broad
shoulders were capped by large trapezius muscles. She had small breast
tapering to a narrow waist. Her abs well defined and her quads striated
muscles. She looked as if she had been sculpted from marble.

It was then that I looked at myself and saw that I too was naked with my cock
semi-erect at the sight of this muscle goddess.

Roxie

"I was going to ask how you felt," I said, "but I can see by your cock that
you're OK," and I laughed. "I brought you some soup to help you get your
strength back, you'll need it. I'm sure you have many questions." He could
only nod as I sat on the edge of his bed and held the bowl to his lips.

"First, I'm Roxanne or you may call me Roxie. You washed ashore presumably
from the squall that passed through here the other day. You're lucky, some
sailors never make it back to land," I said, "You're on my private island.
You're free to go at any time. I have a supply boat that comes every other
week. Now what is your name?"

"J-Jack," he said. I smiled down at him, and laughed. "Do I make you nervous,
J-Jack," I mocked, "Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you unless you need to be
punished," and again I laughed. It was nice to have a guest, especially one
who was so well endowed. Judging from the size of Jack's semi-rigid cock he
could be ten or eleven inches when fully erect. I took the bowl from him and
sat it on the bedside table and then with one finger, ran it along the length
of his cock. The effect was instantaneous. He closed his eyes and lifted his
chin as his penis became fully erect. As I thought, eleven inches and at least
three inches in girth. 'Magnificent,' I thought, 'hopefully he has the stamina
to last.'

"You're in pretty good shape," I told him, "Do you work out?" He nodded. I
smiled and flexed my bicep, inches from his face. "Nearly twenty inches," I
told him referring to my bicep, "Feel it, feel how hard." Tentatively he put a
hand on my mound and tried to squeeze the muscle. I laughed again. 'Men are so
predictable,' I thought, 'I bet I could make him come by just putting on a
little muscle show for him.'

"Kiss it, Jack," I told him, "Kiss my big strong arm." He did eagerly. I stood
up quickly and said, "Listen to me, baby, I'm going to show you my muscles,
would you like that?" He nodded as I smiled down at him. "Uh-huh, but I don't
want you playing with yourself, do you understand? This belongs to me now." He
nodded and I ran my finger on the underside of his shaft from his scrotum to
the head of his penis. 'This won't take long, he's ready to explode, I
thought.

I struck a double bicep pose and then placed one foot on the side of his bed,
tensing my calf muscles. "Feel that, baby, feel my twin calf muscles," I told
him. He placed a hand on my calf and squeezed. There was no give to my
muscles.

"I'm going to tell you a little secret, Jack," I said, taking my leg away and
stepping so that I was even with his head. He looked up at me and then down to
my clit. I laughed and said, "You like that, don't you?" and ran my finger
along my clit. My 'she-cock' as I called it became rigid at my touch, its
three inches protruding from my labia. "Hmm" I hummed and I wanted to
masturbate, 'but later,' I told myself.

"The reason I'm so muscular and how I stay this way is from milking cocks such
as yours," I said softly, "Your cum is what makes me strong. I want you to
come now; can you do that for Roxie?" He smiled and nodded, I returned his
smile and said, "Good, but remember, you're not to touch yourself," reminding
him, "This belongs to me," and again I ran my finger from the base to the head
of his penis, this time lingering to rub my nail around the head of his big
cock.

"Hmm," he moaned softly as I took his cock between my finger and thumb and
stroked him slowly. After a minute, he came shooting a small geyser of cum
into the air. It landed on his flat stomach. I continued to stroke him until
he was spent.

With my index finger I swiped some of his cum from him and brought it to my
lips. The saltiness was marvelous as I licked my finger. "Hmm," I said softly,
"you taste good." I swiped more cum but rather than bringing it to my lips, I
placed it on his. "Taste yourself, baby, taste that cum." He held his lips
shut but I stuck my finger between them until he took his cum.

"Good boy," I said, "Are you married?" "No," he said. "Girlfriend or fiancée?"
I continued. "Girlfriend," he said. "Hmm, and is she in to muscles?" I asked.
"We use to go to the gym together but she gave up," he said. 'Gave up,' I
thought, 'what a loser.' "What's her name?" I asked. "Emily," Jack said.

I looked down at Jack, still lying on the bed. "Sit up, baby," I told him. He
swung his legs over the side of the bed. "Did you ever go down on little
Emily?" I asked. He shook his head, and said, "Emily didn't enjoy oral sex."
"She sounds like a prude," I said, "I want you to take my clit and suck me
until I come, Jack, can you do that for me?" He nodded as I stepped in front
of him, my pubis only inches from his face.

I could feel my clit stiffening as he flicked me with his tongue. It had been
a month since I had been pleasured orally and then it was quick and not as
satisfying as I had hoped. 'Hopefully Jack will perform better,' I thought.

He took me between his lips as my three inch she-cock became rigid. I put my
hands on the back of my head and began to slowly thrust my clit between his
lips. "Hmm," I hummed, "That feels good." He clutched my butt, squeezing, his
fingers unable to grip them firmly. I increased the tempo of my thrust as he
continued to suck. Finally with a last thrust I exploded, my cum filling his
mouth. I pressed the back of his head so that his lips were fast against my
genitals. "Take it, baby," I said as I came, "Take all of it."

When I was drained, I released him and he gasped for breath. Some of my spent
cum dripped from his chin. I put a finger under his chin and tilted his face
towards me and brought my lips to his. I tasted my cum and forced my tongue
into his mouth. When I broke the kiss, I said, "I need to have sex four or
five times a day while you're here. I expect you to service me and attend to
my needs. You will do as I say, do you understand?" He nodded. "Good, then
when the supply boat comes you will be free to return to Emily."

Jack

Over the next several days, I did everything Roxie asked including filling the
generator, cleaning the house, cooking, tending to our small garden and
chickens and yes, having the most incredible, mind blowing sex. She seemed to
enjoy my eleven inch cock, teasing me to within seconds of an orgasm only to
clamp her amazing vaginal muscle closed until I nearly wept in pain. This
seemed to give her a lot of satisfaction as she laughed and berated me. "You
weak little pussy, I could squeeze that miserable cock of yours until it fell
off," she would say. I had no doubt that this was true. Ultimately she would
release her hold on me allowing me to climax.

Other times, she simply enjoyed me applying scented oil to her muscles after a
long day fishing or simply relaxing in the sun. I was beginning to acquire a
tan myself and she used her strong hands to massage my muscles and apply
lotion. Once as we lay on beach towels, she put several drops of oil in her
large hand and masturbated me until I exploded.

Roxie took me on a tour of her island. We walked to the other side, cresting a
hill; we could see several other islands, all larger than Roxie's. As we stood
looking at them, she said, "The supply boat will be here in two days, you need
to decide if you want to leave on it or stay, but you have to know that I've
enjoyed your company and sex." That was as close to a compliment that she gave
me.

That evening, as I lay between her legs having been drained of my cum once
more, I lifted my head from her massive chest and told her, "I've decided to
stay." She laughed and I could feel her body shake. "I'm glad, Jack," she
said, "I was hoping you would. I'll make a call for the constable to come out
on the supply boat. Now I want you inside me again." 'Constable,' I wondered,
'why would she radio for the police to come out?'

I stayed out of sight just inside the tree line as the supply boat pulled into
our small dock. Roxie wore a muumuu that hid most of her body but her strong
arms and calves were still visible. The man at the rear of the boat
immediately began to off load the boxes. He seemed to want to avoid eye
contact with Roxie.

"Roxie," the man at the front of the boat said, stepping onto the dock, "it's
good to see you again." They shook hands. The man was in his mid-fifties and
standing next to Roxie, he looked short as he had to crane his neck to look up
at her. "It's good to see you too Inspector Smith." "You radioed that you had
found something?" Roxie went to a locker on the dock and pulled out the life
jacket and pair of pants I had been wearing when I went sailing.

"Yes," she said, "I found these washed up on my beach. I thought I'd better
report it in case someone is missing." "In fact, a young man is missing," the
inspector said, "and it looks like you've solved his disappearance." "How
dreadful, I'm sorry about that," Roxie said. The inspector paused looking at
the life jacket and pair of pants. "Well, I'll take these back and give the
family and his girlfriend the bad news." "I'm sure they'll be devastated,"
Roxie said. "I suppose," he said and stepped across the rail onto the boats
deck.

Once the boat left, I ventured out of the tree line. "So I'm officially lost
at sea," I said as I approached Roxie who was peeling the muumuu over her
head. She tossed it to me. "There's no going back now, Jack," she said putting
her hands on her hips looking at the boxes that had been off loaded. "Take the
rest of those to the house, baby, I'll get the two big ones." She reached down
put a large crate on each shoulder and headed to the house. I could only
manage one medium size box.

Roxie

It was now early summer and Jack had been with me for nearly three months. I
was now well over six feet tall and as Jack and I lay here on the beach, I
looked down at my abdominals and quads. I pointed my feet towards the water
and watched my muscles tense, thick rope like veins appeared beneath the
surface of my deep brown skin. 'I never thought I'd be this muscular five
years ago when that voodoo priestess cast that spell on me,' I thought. Her
spell is what causes me to grow when I have sex, more accurately, when my man
comes. 'Perhaps it's time to pay Madam Duval a visit and show her just what a
work of art she has created.'

I smiled as I brought an arm up and flexed my now twenty-one inch bicep.
'Yes,' I thought, 'I'm sure Madam Duval would love to worship my muscles,' and
I laughed.

"Did I miss something," Jack asked, lying next to me. I rolled on my side
facing him and took his cock in my palm. My hand nearly engulfed his flaccid
seven inch cock. I stroked him and watched him become erect. "No baby, you
didn't miss anything, now roll over I want to take you from behind," I told
him. He immediately rolled onto his stomach and I positioned myself over his
body, holding myself above him by my toes and elbows.

I could feel myself getting hard and slowly lowered the head of my clit until
it came in contact with his anus. I penetrated him and he gave a muffled cry.
"What's the matter, Jackie, did I hurt you?" I asked, "Is my she-cock too much
for you?" "N-no, Roxie," he said through clenched teeth. 'I will say, Jack has
done everything I have asked without hesitation,' I thought as I began to
pummel his butt, 'I'm glad he stayed with me.'

Once I had climaxed, I once more rolled onto my back. "Clean me," I said
simply and Jack wordlessly got to his knees and began to suck and tongue my
clit. My clit is a staggering five inches when erect. "Do you like my clit?" I
asked. He stopped and looked at me and said, "I love your clit and everything
about you Roxie." I knew he meant it but I couldn't help laughing and said, "I
know you do, baby, I know you do." He smiled and went back to sucking me until
I once again climaxed, giving him more of my cum to lap up.