All in the Family, Pt. 3 
by Musclehead



Frank lay there on his back, staring up at the sky, his glistening boner also
looking towards the heavens, wondering what just happened to him. "I didn't
even get to make one move on her," he thought to himself. "She was so fast and
surprisingly strong."

As he lay there, pondering how he would do against one of the bigger women if
he got so easily whooped by the smaller maid, he felt something land on his
chest. "Do you always talk out loud to yourself?" It was Bill and he had
tossed Frank's suit back to him. "Put something on and stop showing off that
you have the biggest cock."

"Sorry, I thought I was just thinking about Carmen. I guess I need to work on
some skills. Strength alone isn't enough. And your mother took my suit off. I
wasn't showing off."

"But that's why you're here you know."

"I thought it was because I worked hard to get strong and jacked because that
was the type of guy Celeste wanted."

"Yeah, and she likes you. But it wasn't her who wrote that note four years
ago. And besides, there's lots of strong, buff guys around. Wait to you see
Carlos."

"Who's he?"

"He's our, their, the women's, personal trainer. Although none of them need
one. They just keep him around because he's built and he's their fuck toy,
although he thinks it's the other way around. Anyway, let's go get something
to eat."

When they arrived in the kitchen they were met with giggles from the three
ladies. "What's so funny?" Frank wanted to know.

"Well, your face all covered with girl goo, and you have some in your hair.
It's all matted and disheveled. And you still have half a boner. You must like
getting your ass kicked by a much smaller woman."

"She was so fast. I'll know better next time."

"Well, you haven't earned a shot at Celeste here. She's not as fast as Carmen,
but she's much stronger."

"She's stronger than you, Senor Frank. I could feel it."

"Well, I'll believe it when I see it. I went way beyond the goal that you set
for me, you know."

"I know, and you look great, you feel great, and I can tell you're very
strong."

"But not as strong as you."

"Frank, it doesn't matter. Just for argument's sake, let's just say we're
even."

"But I haven't earned the right to fight you yet."

"Sadly, no. But I'm not the one you should be worrying about."

"Your Mom?" He turned to look at Anne. You, Mrs. Miller?"

"Well, let's just say I'm as strong ... ."

"Stronger, Mom."

"Okay, I'm stronger than Celeste, and I'm as fast ... ."

"Faster, Senora Miller."

"Okay, stronger than Celeste and faster than Carmen."

"Plus she's relentless," chimed in Bill.

"And she has a mean streak that's a mile long." A startled Frank turned to the
doorway where Mr. Miller stood. That was the first time he had heard a peep
out of him.

"So what now?"

Celeste looked over at the clock on the stove. "Time for a run on the beach.
Carmen, would you mind staying behind to clean up the dishes and stuff and
start to get lunch ready?"

"Of course, Senora. I ran this morning." Frank was wondering that she must
have been up very early also since he hadn't seen her run.

"And can you keep an eye on Mr. Miller and Bill? They're supposed to be
cleaning."

"Yes, Mrs. Miller." Carmen disappeared and came back less than a minute later
with a couple of sports bras.

Mrs. Miller explained that this was the only time either of them wore anything
like this. "When you're built like we are and run as fast as we do, it only
makes sense." And they did run fast, leaving Frank in the dust. Eventually
Anne even pulled away from her daughter. She was truly amazing, living proof
that not only is age just a number, but that someone who might be considered
middle age could be such a physical phenomenon.

Back at the estate it was obvious that Frank needed a time out. They all took
a dip in the pool, the women getting rid of their sports bras and remaining
bare breasted, the way they usually liked to be. Frank lay down on a
replacement lounge chair and napped for three hours. Anne went inside to see
how things were progressing with the lunch preparation and cleaning. Passing
through the kitchen, she found the spacious room spotless, as expected and a
high protein lunch waiting to be put into the microwave, covered in saran
wrap. Carmen was gone.

When she went exploring in the huge house, in an upstairs bedroom, she found
the two Miller men laying end to end, the tops of their heads touching with
their shorts around their ankles. Carmen was naked, her back arched, staring
blankly at the ceiling, playing with her breasts. Bill's face was buried in
her pussy and Stan's in her butt. She had both men's arms captured in the
folds of her bent legs. As she came, so did they, their little dicks twitching
and shooting their stuff into the air. She looked over at Anne with glazed
eyes. "They weren't doing their jobs Mr. Miller, so I gave them a different
job to do."

When Frank awoke, he found Celeste wrestling around on the mats with a pretty
big guy and though she was holding her own, he was winning. Eventually he
pinned her. "Well, now Senorita, you must suck my dick since I won."

"Can we put that off 'til later? I'll make it worth the wait. My friend is
awake now."

She got up and walked over to Frank. "Frank, this is Carlos. He's our personal
trainer."

Ever polite, Frank got to his feet and reached out a hand as Carlos walked
over. "Nice to meet you, Carlos." Carlos was built similar to Frank except
about four inches taller and thirty pounds heavier.

"Nice to meet you too, sir. I am also the stud whose extraordinary sexual
prowess keeps these women satisfied." Celeste smiled to herself as she came up
with an idea.

"Carlos, Frank here is quite the stud also and you can see, he's just as well
built as you."

"But he is too small."

"He's not that small. He's about ten pounds more than me."

"A real man should be much bigger than the woman. You are a big, and thanks to
me, strong woman. You need a bigger and stronger man."

It irked Celeste that Carlos thought he was solely responsible for her
strength and conditioning, but she didn't say anything. "Well, Carlos, I want
to see you wrestle Frank here to see who will be man enough for me." Frank
shot her a dirty look. Knowing how poorly he had done against Carmen, he
didn't think he had a chance against Carlos. He was right.

When he picked himself up off the mat, thoroughly humiliated and assuming he
wouldn't be fucking Celeste that night, Anne and Carmen were back outside,
watching the action. "Carlos, as soon as you're rested, how about you and me?"
Anne asked

"I don't need no stinkin' rest. He was easy."

And so they went at it. Anne was an absolute wild woman, confirming that she
was stronger than Celeste and faster than Carmen. Frank could see that she was
doing much better against Carlos than he had done. Just to distract Carlos,
Celeste and Carmen took turns sucking Frank's dick while the wrestling match
went on. But in the end Carlos proved himself a worthy opponent. He couldn't
pin Anne, she was just too full of energy to be held down, he did eventually
get her in a hold that she couldn't get out of and she submitted.

As Carlos started to pull his swim trunks down, Anne extricated herself from
him and went over to join the two women already enthusiastically servicing
Frank. "What the hell is going on here? boomed Carlos. The girls pulled back
from Frank and Celeste quickly pulled his suit up.

"Carlos, your services are no longer needed here."

"But I kicked his little ass."

"Frank, stand up," ordered Anne. She took him by the hand and led him over
towards Carlos, placing herself in between them. Reaching over, she pulled
Carlos' speedos down to his knees, and then did the same to Frank. "As you can
see, Carlos, you're the little one. Frank is bigger than you when his penis is
sleeping, which it almost never is."

"But ... ."

"He also is better at eating pussy than you are. You are selfish and arrogant.
He is not and he accepts our superiority gracefully."

"But none of you are superior to me. I beat you all."

"Well, like I said, we really don't need you anymore." Anne paused in thought
for a moment. "I'll tell you what. One more chance." She glanced down to the
beach. A figure was approaching, a female, running very fast. "Perfect timing.
She's been staying at a friend's." A few minutes later a beautiful young woman
with an incredible, powerful body was standing there on the deck. She was the
same height as Carlos, maybe an inch shorter.

Celeste came over and took the young lady by the hand, leading her to Frank.
"Frank, you remember Amy, the baby of the family. She was the little gymnast
who beat you in wrestling four years ago. Remember how she humiliated you with
her strength and athletic ability?"

"Hi, Frank. As you can see, I'm not so little any more, but I can still do all
those gymnastics things. Mom and Sis really like you. I'll bet Carmen does
too." She glanced down at his huge boy. "I think I like you too. We don't like
Carlos that much. And now I'm going to humiliate him like I did you."

She too liked to dress like her Mom, a leopard skin thong on bottom and a
tight cutoff tanktop. She was built like a combination of her mom and her
sister, more curvy than her mom, more ripped than her sister. But she was
bigger than either of them, twenty pounds bigger. She was just about as
perfectly conditioned as a body could be. Her arms matched Carlos in size but
were more detailed and hard. Her legs were actually bigger than his. A torso
that just screamed power tapered from a flaring lats and broad round shoulders
down to a tight, rock hard abdominal wall. Frank stared dumbfounded at this
perfect specimen as his cock signaled its sudden and very viscous approval.

Amy didn't weigh as much as Carlos and she was a little smaller, but she
looked much more formidable. As she went over to the mats, Carlos following
behind, no doubt staring at her awesome ass, marveling that her shoulders were
broader than his, he must have gotten the same impression that everyone else
had. She looked quite capable of tearing Carlos limb from limb. He decided to
sneak attack, taking two quick steps and then leaping to jump on her back. But
Amy was just starting to turn around as he jumped.

He flew right into her outstretched arms. As she caught him, she continued
rotating, jumped higher than anyone could imagine was possible with a two
hundred pound plus body in tow, and slammed him onto his back with her dense
musculature crashing down on top. She bounced to her feet as Carlos laid
there, the wind knocked out of him, convulsing in pain. Nonchalantly walking
around him, Amy smiled and gave a little girl wave to her appreciative
audience.

Lying down next to him, she opened her powerful legs and pulled him to her,
his midsection between her knees. She snaked her legs around his in a
grapevine from behind as she used just one arm two capture his shoulders and
head, her thick tricep pushing on his chin. All the holds secure, she started
to apply power very slowly. As her knees began pushing inward on his torso,
her massive legs started to twist and wrench outward and downward. Pulling
back on his upper body, everyone watched with rapt attention as his body
responded to the ever increasing pressure, until he was screaming in agony as
his body convulsed in pain.

When his struggles came to an end, Amy released him and stood, shoving her
hand into her animal skin thong, bringing herself off as she stared at the
appreciative audience with a look that suggested that she knew she was an
unstoppable force of nature.

Finally, the woozy Carlos got to his hands and knees. Amy stood above his
head, her powerful legs spread slightly. She placed her hands on his lats and
then flipped him up and over. He landed upside down on one of her shoulders,
his legs hanging down onto her wide back. As quickly as he had landed, she
pushed him up and away. He flipped again, landing hard, face down.

Time for some gymnastics skills. Amy did a back flip with a twist from a
standing position crashing down on Carlos, much the same way Carmen had done
it to Frank. Except she landed on Carlos' back facing his feet. Anne turned to
Frank as she grabbed his ever stiffening cock. "We've kept Amy hidden from
Carlos waiting for just this right moment. I've been planning this for four
years. Well, not the whole thing. We've only been here for two." I'll tell you
more later. Back to the action."

Amy was now straddling Carlos back. She was in a full French split,. It was
hard to imagine someone could be that flexible with all that muscle. Reaching
down, she grabbed his ankles and bent his knees then wrapped her legs around
his shins. Laying down, her back to his, she snaked her arms around his
shoulders in a reverse full nelson. "Carlos, I'm going to do some crunches
now. Every one that I do will painfully arch your back. You can try and resist
but you won't be able to. I'm much too strong for you."

Sure enough, as Amy's abs tightened into a wall of muscle, Carlos screamed his
submission. But there would be none of that. She did about twenty crunches and
then she powered forward, rolling over his legs. When they came to rest, she
was face down with him suspended above her. Amy released the nelson but with
quickness that he could not respond to, moved to his wrists, pushing him up
and away from her.

Usually the person doing this hold, sometimes called a tabletop, is on their
back, facing up, but Amy was really showing off now. Carlos was a very strong
man and a skilled wrestler, but he had no defenses against her. And on this
little private paradise of female muscle and sex, Frank was starting to
realize the pecking order. Anne had his speedos off once again and was sucking
his dick with the expertise of someone who had been doing it for many years.
Soon enough, she would be showing him her power, fucking the daylights out of
him with the strength and conditioning of an Olympic athlete.

Over to the side, two other muscle women were engaged in mutual oral
satisfaction. Either one of these women, even the much smaller one, could
clean Frank's clock in a heartbeat, even though Frank himself was a very
strong man. And then there were the two weaklings, one there only because he
was the cash cow, the other only because he was family. Amy may have been the
youngest, but at the moment proving that she was the top dog and she was
having an easy time of it.

While Frank was having a hard time focusing on anything other than the awesome
oral talents of a woman with almost thirty year of practice, he wanted to
watch the amazing Amy in action. He knew that Carlos was a strong, fit and
muscular man, indeed quite a bit stronger than him. But from his vantage
point, it would be hard to comprehend a better conditioned body, male or
female. Each time she applied pressure, every aspect of her perfect
musculature stood amazing detail. Now it was Carlos who was out of his league.

Anne decided it was time for some power fucking and as she mounted Frank,
Carmen turned around and planted herself on Celeste's willing face so she
could watch the action also. Amy, while still keeping Carlos' legs locked up,
released his arms and his exhausted upper body flopped down onto her back. His
respite was short lived however.

Showing amazing explosive strength in her arms, Amy placed her hands on the
mat, pushed off and flipped herself and her poor opponent over backwards,
coming to rest in that original position, her own his back, his lower legs
secured in hers. She switched the control of his legs to her hands, shot her
legs back and secured his upper body in a leg nelson. Now it was really time
to pour on the power.

Sitting up as far as she could, she pulled his legs back almost to the
breaking point, his back already torqued as far as it would go. She shoved his
feet under her crotch. Now her hands were free and he was completely bent in
half. Using his feet, she brought herself off at the expense of his poor
racked body, and then let go and got off him. Carlos flopped lifelessly to the
mat as Amy walked over to the women and Frank.

She literally picked Frank and her mom up in mid copulation, moving them
closer to the two women. Carmen and Celeste had switched places, but not Anne.
She always stayed on top. But Amy's sister and mom knew what was expected of
them and they reached out to fondle Amy, whatever they could reach. Carmen's
talented tongue pushed Celeste over the top and Anne's fucking became so
intense that she was lifting Frank off the ground slightly with her squeezing,
convulsing pussy. Indeed, it was their worshiping of the youngest member of
this family that was edging them on to new orgasmic heights.

Writhing in ecstasy, Amy dropped to her knees from Anne and Celeste's
attention. She looked over at Carlos who was starting to stir. Standing up,
she dropped her leopard skin suit to her feet, tearing her top off as she
stepped out of her thong, sauntering back to Carlos. "What are you so tired
for? I did all the work."

She grabbed him under an armpit with one hand and whipped him a good fifteen
feet. As he finished rolling, she was doing a tumbling roll towards him,
ending with a twisting backflip, going higher than anyone could imagine. Maybe
one of those little pixie gymnast could get her little body that high, but not
a musclewoman approaching two hundred pounds. However, there she was, hovering
almost eight feet above him. Her landing knocked the wind out of him yet
again.

Amy spent the next half hour beating Carlos very badly. It wasn't just that
the Miller girls didn't like him, it was also because Amy liked to fight and
wrestle. Carlos could not stop her in any way. Finally nearing the end of this
slaughter, Carlos was on his knees, really out of it, trying to hold his body
steady. Amy got down in a three point stance, like a football lineman. She
took a quick step and then pushed off, flying forward and crashing into him so
hard, a collision with as much power as a small car crash.

He was finished. She bounced to her feet, looking as fresh as when they
started and curtsied to her adoring fans. Dropping to her knees at his feet,
she crawled up his prone body like a cat and planted her pussy on his face.
Using his nose, she slid back and forth until she had such an intense orgasm
that she didn't even notice that he had stopped breathing.

Getting off him, she turned and walked back to the group. "Darn, they always
peter out just as I'm getting going."

"Is he still alive, Amy?" The women all laughed, as if killing someone was no
big deal. Frank was beginning to see that in spite of all the awesome sex he
was having that maybe Bill was right to warn him about coming.

"Yeah, I could feel is breathing into my pussy, actually taking a few whiffs."
They all stated laughing again. Then, Mom< I want some alone time with Frank."
It sounded like a command. And why not, Amy had proven her physical
superiority in no uncertain terms. Frank was sure that she could dispatch just
about anyone with ease. He even wondered if she might be capable of taking
Anne and Celeste at the same time, so overwhelming was her superiority. And at
the moment he was also wondering if he might survive a sexual encounter with
this young phenomenon.

The ladies went over and picked up his limp body. "Look, Celeste, he's still
got a little boner. Should we?"

"Why not?" The women stripped off what little they had on, and as Celeste
crouched over Carlos' face, Anne impaled herself on a very average dick.

"Compared to our Frank over there, I can barely feel him. I'm gonna have to
squeeze extra hard to make this work. Ready?" Celeste nodded her head and then
the two women stood up and had their way with him while his almost lifeless
body hung between their powerful legs.

In the meantime, just as she had done with Carlos, Amy dropped to all fours
and made her way slowly towards Frank, like a big cat stalking it's prey. She
spread his legs and mace her way between them, pulling his speedos down about
halfway down his thighs as his huge pulsating boner popped into view. Frank
couldn't decide where to focus on her massively muscled body but at the moment
his attention was riveted on her sixteen inch arms as she suddenly pulled them
out to the sides, tearing his bathing suit in half.

She could tell what he was staring at. "I know that you think you're a big
strong man, well a small strong man maybe. I see you staring at my arms,
wondering if they could break yours in half like they were dried twigs." She
reached and grabbed his ankles and then with little effort, lifted them up
towards his head, and out to give herself access. Impaling herself on him, she
stared into his eyes. "This is called the "amazon position" because that's
what I am."

And then she fucked him so hard his teeth were rattling. Celeste and Anne had
finished ravishing Carlos and were taking him to his car as Amy crawled the
rest of the way up so the dutiful Frank could lick her pussy. As she boiled
over, spraying her juices all over his face, she screamed with pleasure, "Oh,
they were right, your tongue is as sweet as your cock. You are mine little
man."

She started grinding away again, clearly wanting more and more, totally
insatiable. Frank's legs were starting to kick in panic, not because he minded
serving this goddess, but because her hundred and ninety pounds combined with
her ferocious strength was starting to hurt and he couldn't breathe. And then,
she was gone off of him.

As he sucked in much needed air, Frank heard Anne's voice through the ringing
in his ears. "You can use him, but he's not yours and he's not Celeste's. He's
mine." Anne had grabbed Amy by an arm, yanked her off Frank, and in one smooth
motion, slammed Amy across her upper chest so hard with a powerful forearm
that Amy was on her back, several feet from Frank. Now it was her turn to
clear the cobwebs.

Frank sat up, shaking his head, just in time to see Anne leap on Amy, subduing
her in seconds. She rolled Amy onto her stomach, had her legs in a reverse
grapevine and her upper body in a full nelson, but over Amy's arms with her
hands behind Amy's lats, pulling her back and up. She looked over at Frank.
"Confused?" He sort of half shook his head. From what he had seen earlier, Amy
seemed like an unstoppable wrecking machine. "Things aren't always as they
seem around here."

"But she destroyed Carlos after he beat you and Celeste."

"He didn't beat anyone. He probably couldn't beat Carmen. She would be way to
fast and way too skilled for him. As for the Miller women, we have all the
skills an d we're all stronger than that pussy. We just let him win because we
knew his fragile male ego wouldn't let him bear to lose to a woman, and we
needed him around until something better came along."

"That would be you," purred Celeste.

"And as to Amy and me, sure she's bigger, but I have years of experience and
I've been working out for a long time. Even with the twenty pound difference,
I'm stronger than her. She's just a baby. She's can beat Celeste because of
the size difference and all, and she's more aggressive. But no one beats me.
I'm the most skilled, the fastest and, like I said, I'm the strongest."

She let go of Amy, got to her feet and offered her youngest a hand up. "Now
you go and make it right with Frank since I've re-established that I'm in
charge here." Amy went back to Frank, gently pushed him down on his back and
took him into her mouth. Frank had lost count of how many times he had had his
dick sucked in the last two days, but a man can't have that happen often
enough. It would not last.

Over the next several days, it seemed that he was the one more and more doing
the oral servicing. Any of the three Miller women, and Carmen as well, would
simply make him do their bidding whenever they felt like it. Not that fucking
any one of four beautiful physical specimens was an unpleasant thing. It's
just that he was starting to feel like he was being used. And he surely was.

And then, he decided it was time to leave and return to his other life,
although he knew that the women out there in the real world would never
measure up. Still, he was exhausted and his vacation was over. The morning
after he announced his imminent departure, he woke up to find himself
handcuffed to the four posts of the bed. "You're not going anywhere, Frank.
When I told Amy that you were mine, I wasn't kidding."

"You can't keep me, I'm not a slave."

"Why wouldn't you want to stay? All three of us Miller women, Carmen too, we
all are awesome sexual athletes. I know I'm the very best. What real man
wouldn't want that?"

Frank lay there quietly for a minute. "I'll make you a deal."

"You're in no position to be making deals."

"Bill is very unhappy, probably Mr. Miller too. Let them go and I'll stay."

"You'll stay because if you try to leave, I'll kill you with my bare hands.
Try me if you think I can't." Now it was her turn to be little thoughtful.
"Bill can go, but whether yu get it or not, Stan will stay because he's
totally submissive and even though he invented that tracking devise, allowing
us to live in this paradise, he has totally counted on me to run his life
since before the kids were born. He stays."

Epilogue: So basically, Bill was traded for Frank. He had more sex than any
man could ever ask for, and with little to do other than eat, sleep, and work
out. Over the next couple of years, Frank gained another ten pounds of muscle.
Anne let the relationship develop between Celeste and Frank. Even though she
totally dominated Stan's life, she still loved him and he her.

Frank could now beat Celeste in their sex wrestling and he had drawn even with
the tremendously powerful Amy, but Anne was a totally wild animal when it came
to any kind of fighting. Eventually Amy left to go to college, so after that
was just Anne and Stan, and Celeste and Frank. Carmen had also moved on.

On nights when Anne wanted Frank, she would just attack him. He knew she
wanted a fight but he never had a chance, as strong as he was. She would
destroy him fighting and then she would ride his face for hours before fucking
him all night long until he could barely move. On those nights, Celeste would
use her dad's face for a couple of hours before drifting off to sleep, the
sounds of fierce struggle taking place somewhere on the estate.