The Alternative Life - Part 14
By Muscle Fan, covert.1@hotmail.com
A short story of a muscle goddess.


Amanda was a muscle goddess. If she wasn't one already, now there was no
question in anyone's mind. She stood six-foot tall and moved with the grace
and agility befitting a queen. Her workout regiment was extreme. She warmed up
with freeweights where others would top out. She still tried to dress in
business suits and appear inconspicuous, but it was becoming more and more
difficult. She loved her muscles and the apparent effect they would have on
the men and women who met her.

She was a semi-regular at Club FX and occasionally opponents had refused to
fight her. It was not uncommon for her to step into the ring and have the
opposition back out. It was the new people and the ones who thought too highly
of themselves that attempted to go up against Amanda.

She loved having her opponent in a leg scissor or a bear hug and cracking a
few ribs. It was so easy. The least little pressure and 'snap', that was that.
Sometimes she would let her opponent take a few good shots at her 8-pack abs
just to see them tire out. One guy who was about 6'-4" and well muscled
thought he'd chance a few rounds with Amanda. That was his mistake. Amanda
came out quick and had the 'beefcake' in a headlock in no time. She slipped
his head lower in the crux of her arm choking him. She could have easily
snapped his neck, but that would have brought a ton of grief, so she was
content to allow him to pass out in her arms and she lowered him to the canvas
and straddled his face.

At the time she was wearing her signature gold g-string so she could feel his
labored breathing on her vagina. It made her hot and had she been alone
instead of in a ring surrounded by over a hundred cheering fans, she would
have exposed her 'she-cock' and make him give her a blow job.

Anyway, she was due to leave tomorrow for another trip to Sweden. She was
looking forward to it. She was looking forward to seeing Annika and Maria once
again and perhaps having another match at Maria's place.

As before, the flight was long but uneventful. She had requested Annika again
from her guide service and the pretty blonde hair, blue eyed beauty met her at
the airport. They hugged and exchanged a lingering kiss. This time, Amanda
carried her own bags. Combined they weighed close to 100-pounds but she
managed single handedly.

They chatted on the drive to the hotel and Amanda asked about Maria. "Maria
bought the club that she was fighting in. She's made quite a name for herself.
She's gone undefeated since you were here last," Annika said. "I'll have to
stop in and see for my self how she's doing," Amanda said, "But I need to get
business out of the way first."

She met with Ulf who seemed exceptionally happy to see her. Before, when she
was here, he barely acknowledged her, now he couldn't keep his eyes off of
her. Maybe it was the short leather skirt and the 3-inch heels that
accentuated her calves and showed off her thighs. Maybe it was the sleeveless
blouse that showed off her 'guns'. Or just maybe it was the fact tha she
wasn't wearing a bra (she rarely did) and her nipples were very visible
through the thin fabric. More than once she intentionally leaned over his desk
allowing her blouse to fall open giving the blonde project manager a splendid
view of her double 'D' tits.

As the meeting was wrapping up and she was putting the plans and
specifications back in her briefcase, she let her gold g-string fall to the
floor. Being the gentleman that she knew he was she let him retrieve the
wayward article of clothing, if you could call it that. "Thank you," Amanda
said as he handed the g-string back to her, "I forgot I had that in there."
Ulf licked his lips. Amanda held it up and pretended to take care in folding
it. "Do you like strong women, Ulf?" Amanda asked taking the man by surprise.
"Yes, Miss Amanda, I do, am I that obvious?" Ulf said. Amanda looked at the
sizeable bulge in his trousers and said, "It's becoming more obvious the
longer I'm here, would you like me to show you my muscles?" "I would be
delighted," he said and moved to lock his office door.

By the time he turned around, Amanda had removed her blouse and was just
unzipping her skirt. She let it fall to the ground. "Come here, Ulf, and
worship my muscles. I won't hurt you for now. You may start with my toes,"
Amanda said and sat on the edge of his desk and kicked off one of her shoes.
The man knelt and took her foot in both hands and sucked her toes. He then
proceeded up her shin and calf and was kissing the inside of her thigh. Amanda
unbuckled his pants and let them drop. Ulf was not wearing any underwear which
pleased Amanda, for she rarely did either.

"Fuck me, Ulf, you want to don't you?" Amanda said. Ulf was generously
endowed. His erect peinis was a full 9-inch. He began to penetrate her. She
seemed tight, but didn't think anything about it he was so lost in the act of
pleasuring her and getting himself off. After 10 minutes, Ulf exploded.

"Very nice, Ulf, now it's my turn," Amanda said and released her cock from her
vagina. Her erection grew and the poor Swede was mesmerized as if watching a
snake. Some of his cum was still in evidence on Amanda's shaft. "Clean off
that cock, Ulf, lick your cum off me," Amanda said. He did and it felt
marvelous to have him tongue her cock. In fact, he was doing such a great job,
Amanda said, "I'm going to explode, so I want you to take it all, do you
understand?" He only nodded and within a minute or two, she did explode
sending her cum deep into his throat.

"Ahh," Amanda said as Ulf took it all in, "that was spectacular." "I had no
idea that you possessed such 'equipment', Miss Amanda, you must be very
popular," Ulf said. "I do OK for myself, Ulf, but please, let's keep this just
between us. You know, some people may feel funny what with my cock being
bigger than those of some of the men that I date," Amanda said, "but I will
say that you are well hung." Ulf smiled and said, "As you so aptly put it, 'I
do OK for myself'," and they both laughed.

Later that night, Amanda and Annika went to Maria's club, Club M. Amanda
thought the club was named after the new owner, Maria, but Annika said that
Club M stood for Club Muscle since it was a fight club.

Annika and Amanda went to the office after entering. Maria sat behind a huge
desk. Behind her a bank of video monitors showed the outside of the club and
just about every corner inside. "Maria, how are you?" Amanda asked. Standing
up, Maria came around the desk and gave Amanda a hug. "I'm fine, my friend,
how are you? You look wonderful. How long are you in town for?" Maria asked.
"Just tonight, actually, it was a short trip this time," Amanda said, "how's
chances of me getting to fight some one tonight?" Maria turned to the video
monitors and reaching across the desk and using a joystick, zoomed in one of
the monitors to a beefy looking man sitting at the bar. "That gentleman wants
a match tonight and I was thinking of taking him on, but if you want you can
have him," Maria said. Amanda studied the man with interest. "Sure, why not,
still no rules here at Club M?" She asked. "No, my friend, I think he'll, how
do you say it in America, 'shit his pants' when he sees you," Maria said,
"Annika, why don't you inform our stud there that he'll be fighting America's
best."

Annika went to make the arrangements and Amanda went to change into her
g-string. Once the match was announced, she entered the club and strode to the
ring. The man was already in the ring and Amanda noticed his eyes widen
slightly as he saw this muscle goddess enter the ring. They met each other at
the center of the ring and once the bell sounded, the big guy took a punch at
her chin. She smiled and danced lightly on the balls of her feet. Then when he
least expected it, she rushed him and buried his head deep into her cleavage.
He hit her once, twice and third time in her abs, but it didn't faze Amanda.

She hit him once in his stomach and he doubled over trying to catch his
breath. She moved in on the guy from behind and straightened him up with her
massive arms wrapped around his mid-section. He felt like a python had him
encircled. She didn't squeeze as she wanted to make this last. This guy was
about 6'-3" but not very adept at wrestling or fighting. She would have to
school him in the end.

Amanda threw the big man down on the canvas. He was slow to get up but she
waited. They locked fingers and moved around each other. She tucked her feet
into his mid-section and threw him over her head as she rolled on her back. No
sooner had he landed on his back than she straddled his face. She smothered
his nose and mouth with her g-string. She would have loved to force him to
lick her clit, but this wasn't the place for that. His breathing grew shallow
and soon she knew he was out like a light.

She thought, 'what the hell, I've taken it easy so far, I've got to give these
spectators something.' Amanda reached down and with one arm through his crotch
area and one balancing his shoulders, carried him to a corner and climbed onto
the middle rope. She turned and as if hurling a small sack of potatoes, threw
the man into the ring so he landed on his back. He hit with such force that it
sounded like a small explosion had gone off. Again she moved to the fallen man
and scooped him up once more and raising his body abover her head, hurled him
again to the canvas. The man was out cold.

'This is getting boring,' Amanda thought. No sooner had she thought that than
a shreiking woman came over the top rope and jumped on Amanda's back, clawing
for Amanda's eyes. Amanda grabbed the irate woman's arms and threw her up and
over, off her back. The woman got up and charged Amanda who backhanded her
across the face. She didn't get knocked out, but she went down on the mat.
Amanda straddled the woman, pinning her arms against her sides with her knees.
She was about 5'-4" with chestnut hair. "Stay off my husband," the woman
hissed. Amanda smiled and with one hand ripped the woman's blouse off her,
buttons flying. The woman wore no bra and her small breasts almost looked non
existant next to Amanda's. Amanda circled the areola with her finger. She then
plucked at her nipple and the woman's nipple responded. Amanda smiled. "What
cute little tits you have, bitch," Amanda said.

Amanda quickly reversed direction, now straddling the womans waist, facing her
feet. Amanda undid the womam's pants and jumping to her feet, pulled them off.
Now the small woman was naked except for a pair of cotton panties. Amanda
moved forward and the woman backed into a corner. Because of the reach
advantage, Amanda held her in place with one hand while she stripped the
panties from her with the other. The crowd was going wild. Amanda grabbed the
woman like she had grabbed her husband, one hand on the crotch and one on the
back of the head. She held her over her head and slammed her body to the mat.
The small woman was seeing stars.

She hadn't really worked up a sweat. The large man and his petite wife looked
like they would be 'out of it' for a while. Amanda walked around the ring with
her arms upraised, and the crowd cheered and pressed money into her hands.

Maria entered the ring and raised Amanda's arm over her head. She addressed
the crowd in Swedish saying, "Amanda from America is truly a muscle goddess. I
wish her good luck in her fighting career and hope she comes back to Club M in
the near future." Annika stepped in beside Amanda and translated for her.
Amanda said to Annika, "Tell Maria thank you for her kind words, and ask if
she has a few minutes to meet me in private." Annika passed along the request,
and the three women went to Maria's office.

Once in the office away from the crowd, Amanda motioned for Annika and Maria
to have a seat on the couch. She put some music on the stereo that Maria had.
She began to flex her muscles. Double bicep pose, tricep, trapezius, deltoids
and abs. She loved to show off her muscles and it was obvious from the way
Maria was touching herself that she loved it too. Annika stood and removed her
dress. She began to stroke herself and Amanda walked over and gave her a kiss,
darting her tongue into Annika's waiting mouth.

Maria, fingering herself, was making soft moans. Amanda broke her kiss from
Annika, smiled and removed her g-string. "Reach into my pussy with a couple of
fingers, Annika," Amanda said, "and take out my clit." Annika, not sure what
this goddess had in mind, did as asked. Surprisingly, a small cock appeared,
but almost instantly it began to grow. "Amanda, what is this," Annika asked,
"You have a cock?" "Yes, I do, and I'm only to happy to share it with both you
and Maria," Amanda said, "Would you like that?"

By now her 'she-cock' was a solid 9-inch rock hard member. "Sit on the edge of
the desk so I can fuck you, Annika," Amanda said and Annika did as told. With
no foreplay whatsoever, Amanda ran her cock into Annika. Annika gave a quiet
cry as Amanda put all of her shaft into the woman. After a constant thrusting
for fifteen minutes, Amanda came. She knew her payload of cum was a lot.

She looked at Maria who had been stroking herself as she watched Annika and
Amanda having sex. Now it was her turn. She got up from the couch and knelt in
front of Amanda and took her cock in her mouth. Without warning, the big woman
placed her hands on Amanda's waist, then stood up, never having to remove the
'she-cock' from her mouth. Amanda was suspended off the floor and Maria was
moving her in and out as she gave her head. What a sensation to be floating
like this and getting a blow job.

Amanda came once more and filled Maria's mouth and throat with her cum. Maria
took the back of Annika's head and pressed her lips to Annika's. She was
sharing Amanda's cum. The two finished with a passionate kiss.

All of the love making took a toll on Amanda. She headed off to get dressed.
Her flight home was the next day and she needed a good nights sleep. Both her
and Annika said their good-byes to Maria and went back to the hotel. "Please,
spend the night," Amanda asked Annika, "We'll make love one more time, have a
shower, then get a good nights sleep." Annika was spent as well after the love
making session. "That sounds wonderful," she said.

And so, the two women did just that; made love for one last time, then spent
about a half hour under some warm water in the shower soaping and rinsing one
another, toweling each other dry and finally falling asleep in each other's
arms. It seemed as if their heads had just hit the pillow when the phone
beside the bed rang and it was Amanda's wake up call.

She stretched and woke Annika. Annika would have to drop her at the airport.
She was sad to have her trip come to an end. She was in love with her
alternative life; straight world in corporate America and muscle goddess in
the wrestling scene.