Kelly continuation of the Neri series We all sat spell bound listening to Neri's story. Just then, Phil managed to get to his feet. He started stumbling toward the group that was intently listening to Neri's story. Phil began cursing loudly at Neri, threatening her, calling her a bitch, screaming that it had to be some kind of trick and now he was gonna show her,etc. "Excuse me a second, guys", said Neri. She sauntered over toward Phil, who took a swing at her. Neri quickly ducked out of the way, but didn't retaliate. Phil then swung at Neri's stomach. She didn't try to dodge the hit, and just let Phil connect. His fist bounced off her rock hard abs harmlessly. She let him connect with a couple more, to no avail. "Phil, you are no match for me, so stop now or I'll hurt you." He took a few more useless shots at her abs, and then, she struck, twisting sideways she brought her thigh across his torso slamming him backwards onto his back with Neri landing on her feet in the opposite direction walking back towards the group. It was so fast and so explosive Phil once again didn't know what hit him. "Sorry about that, guys. Back to my story. By this point, Dave had convinced us that we were all indeed physically superior even without our special training, due to our genetics, but he also had a philosophy about accepting our gifts with humility and thankfulness, not arrogance. But Kelly was in a class all by herself. Any feeling of superiority any of us may have had were put aside the instant we saw her standing there in her yellow leotard. 5'6" and about 160 lbs. of muscle, but not bodybuilder muscle, no more like perfect athlete muscle, like a female Tarzan, if you will. Plus, she had short, red hair in a page boy cut and freckles. And yes, her older brother had taught her to see her superiority as a gift, and she was not arrogant, but she was a showoff, sort of an immaturity thing. "Kelly also had a gymnastics background, and, like I said, she had already been training with Dave's vests for a year before we other girls had, so now she had been doing it for a year and a half. We all did some stretching and then picked out which vests we were gonna use that day. I got the 150 lb. one. I was the biggest girl. Megan and Terry were both around 150 lbs. and they were using 130 and 140 lb. vests. To our amazement, Kelly went over and grabbed the 200 pounder. She trotted over to the mats and then went into a floor exercise routine that would rival any college level gymnast, wearing a 200 lb. vest. At the end, she did a double layout backflip. Absolutely astounding. Later Dave told me that he thought that, pound for pound Kelly was the greatest, and strongest all around athlete in the world. "Useful muscles, not posing muscles or merely lifting weight strength" he said. "More the ability to master any physical activity quickly and with an overwhelming mastery. You too, " he said, staring at me. "Megan and Terry, also." "What about you Dave?" "I've gone way beyond what my physical limitations should have allowed, but I'm not in your league. The four of you are probably the most physically capable people there are, capable of almost anything. I'm just happy to be your trainer." "That's when I knew I loved him. By the way, Dave and Kelly are coming to visit next month. I'll bring them around. " A few weeks later, Kelly and Dave did come to visit. Bill and his mom and dad were sitting out by the pool. Neri brought Dave and Kelly out to meet them. Everyone swam and talked and had a good time. Kelly was wearing a modest bikini but her muscularity couldn't be hidden. Dad had gotten used to such amazing female muscle by now, but he still had a hard time not stealing occasional glances at Kelly, which was alright with her, as she was quite used to it. Later that afternoon, Neri said to her Dad that Dave had something to ask him. In an old fashion and typically charming way, Dave asked Neri's dad if he could have permission to marry Neri. The answer was of course, and everyone celebrated. Bill wondered what it would be like having Kelly as a sister in law. Talk turned to the beach. "Hey Kelly, there's a doubles tournament this weekend, wanna enter? asked Neri. "Sure". Dave had played some ball and had taught Kelly the basics, and just as it had been with Bill and Neri, Kelly quickly surpassed her teacher. That's the way it was with these girls. Bill and Dave decided to enter the men's open, and they assumed the girls would play in the women's. Saturday arrived. The tournament director's set up the double elimination schedule, which, if you've ever done one, is a pain in the ass. The first match was called. Neri and Kelly took off their warm-ups, immediately drawing a lot of attention with their perfect bodies, and the ire of the tournament director, because they had put themselves in the men's open. The name Kelly can also be a man's name and he had never heard the name Neri before, assuming it was some kind of foreign guy. "You can't play in the men's division" he yelled, but the realizing that he'd have to completely redo the whole bracket, and the women's also, he decided to let them play, figuring that they'd be out of the tournament in 2 quick matches. "Don't complain to me if some big guy's spike takes your pretty little head off", he grumbled as he stormed off. Neri and Kelly quickly made their way through several matches, winning easily, but holding back Somehow, Neri had convinced Kelly not to show off until they made their way to the finals. Late in the day, the other team, who had to work their way through the loser's bracket, having been knocked out of the winner's bracket by Neri and Kelly, clawed their way to the finals, beating Dave and Bill in their last match. They were a little tired, but eager for revenge against the 2 female athletes, who, unsurprisingly (to those who knew them) still looked fresh as can be. "Okay", said Kelly, "Showtime." And showtime it was. The crowd knew that they were seeing athletes that were on another plane of existence. Both girls were pounding the ball from so far above the net that their opponents had no chance to block or dig anything the girls touched. Neri was putting the ball consistently on about the ground only about two feet from the net, straight down and hard. But Kelly was really the better of the 2. Not that it mattered, because the guys couldn't touch any of Neri's spikes, but they were downright afraid of Kelly's hits, so she got absolutely no serves. But when she did have an opportunity, she exploded out of the sand even faster and higher than Neri, (remember she was 3" shorter) and then she hit the ball with a closed fist and an arm swing that was so fast her arm was a blur and the ball all but disappearing before it bounced off the sand high into the air. One of her hits struck one of the guys in the shoulder, spinning him around. His arm sort of hung limply for the rest of the match, and by the time it was over a big purple bruise was forming. The girls won 11-0, 11-0, in less than half an hour. The new kings of this beach were girls not yet out of their teens. And unlike the other matches of the day, where they had merely efficiently won, they absolutely humiliated these guys, who were not too happy about it. Dave and Neri went off for a walk and wound off behind some dunes fucking their brains out. Neri always got very worked up after a physical confrontation, especially against guys, and beachball was no different for her. Dave was in awesome condition but sometimes he worried that he might someday get hurt during their fuck sessions. Bill and Kelly went off for a walk in the other direction. They wandered for a long time, Bill absolutely in awe of Kelly. Even though he stood almost 8" taller than her, he felt small in her presence, she was that formidable. The girls had worn gym shorts over their bikini bottoms during the matches but now, Kelly had left hers by their towels as they wandered down the beach. Even though she wasn't wearing a thong as many other girls were, all eyes were on her ass, so muscular that the small top kept wanting to become a wedgie as the muscular globes almost pulsed with each step. Ays down the beach some military, it turns out marines were demonstrating their high level of fitness on an obstacle course requiring all sorts of skills, coordination, flexibility and strength. These guys were smoking the course. It took about six and a half minutes to complete and was completely exhausting. Some of the guys standing around watching gave it a try. A guy who looked like he might be a wrestler or something did pretty well, but still didn't break 8 minutes. No one else did less than 10. Probably with as much practice as the marines, t he wrestler could probably be competitive with the marines. Evidently, their record hold was the mean looking guy standing over to the side. He had done the course in just under six minutes. But Bill and Kelly hadn't seen him perform. "After watching several civilian participants and a few more marines do the course, one of the marines shouted out "Anyone else wanna try?" "I do." "No girls." Again, Kelly said "I wanna try." "Let her try, she's a great athlete." Bill defended her right to try. "Look little missy," the record holder spoke up, "That cart that you have to push up that incline weighs 200 lbs. Tha requires some real strength." "Look at her." Bill defended again. "She's got more muscle than any of the guys who've tried and as much as that wrestler guy." "But she's still a girl." "Let me try, what have you got to loose?" "Okay". The marine had lit a fuse whether he knew it or not with his condescending comments.. Kelly readied herself at the start line. "Go," shouted the marine. She took off like a rocket, blowing through the course obviously way faster than any of the civilians, wrestler included. When she got to the cart, she pushed it up the incline so fast that it didn't seem like it had slowed her down at all. One by one the mouths of the marine's were dropping open. When she finished, she looked over at the guy holding the stopwatch. He just stared at it. "Bet ya weren't expecting that, she chirped. Come on, let's go, Bill." "Don't you want to see what your time was?" Bill asked. "I don't need to, judging from the looks on their faces, I'd say I broke the record." As we walked away, Kelly turned back and called to the marines, "I wonder how I'd do if I got to practice it as much as you guys." They walked on for a few minutes, Bill shaking his head disbelievingly. Finally, he broke the silence. "I'll be right back, the curiousity is killing me." Kelly just smiled. He returned a few minutes later still shaking his head. "You did the obstacle course in less than 5 minutes, a full minute off the record, and that mean looking one is chewing out the time keeper right now, saying that he screwed up. "Didn't Neri tell you? The four of us that were trained by my brother are quite simply the best athletes in the world. By the way, Bill, first I think you're kinda cute and I appreciate your defending me back there. Maybe later you'll be rewarded. Bill's heart just about jumped out of his chest.