Pam's Summer Training
by Musclehead



While Pam was training Tamara and Jill, she stepped up her own training that
summer, as if that was possible. She was completely abstaining from sex,
except for masturbating, for a couple of reasons. She didn't want anyone who
knew her to see the progress she was making, and it's pretty hard to get hot
and sweaty with someone without them noticing your body. Plus, she just wanted
to put all her energy into her workouts. But sometimes, as she stared at
herself in the mirror, trying hard to coldly, impartially assess her progress,
she found that cold and impartial were inappropriate words when it came to a
body like hers, and she'd find her fingers involuntarily moving toward her
nether regions. A mere tweak of her nipples could send her into convulsions.

She was still working out in their home basement, but sometimes she would go
to this hardcore gym in the next town. No one knew her there, and there were
some big guys who could really push her. The guys she worked out with older
(in their 40s) and mature so they weren't hitting on her all the time like the
younger guys. Probably most of them were wondering what it would be like to
fuck her, but she made it clear that she just wanted to work out, and they
were cool with that. She was still working her legs, but they were already
awesome, and she didn't want them to get any bigger. Power was her objective,
not size. Still, she grew 2 more inches to her final height of 5'9" during the
summer and added 20 lbs. of muscle and was now a rock hard 170lbs. Most of the
gain was in her shoulders, pecs and upper back along with her arms which were
now 15 ½". But it was her shoulders that stood out. They were wide and round.
She was doing military presses with 200 lbs. Only the huge guys at the gym
could spot that kind of weight for her.

Sometimes, after a workout she would stare at herself in the mirror and get so
horny she thought she'd explode. She thought of Frank and his big dick. She
could just have her way with him and there would be nothing he could do to
stop her. Not that he'd mind. But, no, he was tight with Jill now, Pam's
friend, and Pam was a good person who didn't hurt people, emotionally or
physically, unless they deserved it. She'd never do that to either her step
brother or her friend. She would just have to stay strong. She would just
relieve herself when necessary.

Now it was late August and Pam was ready for football. She had decided that
she wanted to try out for linebacker or free safety in addition to running
back. She wouldn't have to disguise herself after all. Pam and her step-dad
had made their peace, and being that he was a lawyer, he got a court order
that forced any school activity that didn't have a girl's team to allow her to
try out. But the Athletic Director didn't bother to tell the football coach,
since he thought Pam was interested in Wrestling, which of course, she was.
She had decided anyway to hide her identity until she had to reveal who she
was. Luckily, helmets can hide your face pretty well. A lot of guys on the
team did steroids, but, except for the biggest linemen, Pam was still stronger
than any of them. On the third day of practice, she got to run some plays. She
literally ran over some of the tacklers. It was rare for a single tackler to
be able to bring her down. Every third or fourth run she would break away, and
once she was in the open field, she'd turn on the speed and open the gap
between herself and anyone trying to chase her. Her linebacker efforts were
even more impressive. Even double teamed, she tended to push blockers aside
and nail the quarterback or runner before they had a chance to even get a play
going. And nail she did, bone crunching tackles. As a safety, no one caught a
pass against her and she intercepted quite a few. But she really liked
linebacker, because she loved picking up a runner and pushing him backwards a
step or two before driving him into the ground.

The coaches were in agreement that this was the best overall player they had
ever seen. All had visions of finally getting that state championship that had
eluded them all these years. When Pam revealed her identity finally, Coach
Ditmer, the head coach was pissed off at being misled. Pam produced the court
document. After he calmed down, he considered that it might not be so bad
after all. She'd have to be accommodated with a separate locker room, but that
was no big deal. He actually turned out to be pretty enlightened for the coach
of such a macho sport. He was only 35 so he was young enough that he had grown
up when women's equality had already come of age, so after some initial shock
at her ability, he came around, even defending Pam's right to play.

On the fourth day it was weight room time. Pam wore her usual tight tank top
and running shorts, but wore a sports bra, and covered everything with baggy
sweats. She just wanted to do her workout, she didn't want to attract any
attention. Some of the guys were taking off their shirts, strutting around
between sets, generally being assholes. Some of them started teasing Pam,
saying she should go out for cheerleading and leave a man's sport to the men.
She just cheerfully went along until someone grabbed her sweatpants from
behind and pulled them down. They gasped when they saw how muscular her legs
were. "Morons, did you expect I'd outrun guys with skinny little legs?" She
stepped out of her sweatpants and threw them aside.

"Your turn, Pam," one of the guys yelled out, pointing to the incline bench.
They had the bar loaded with 200 lbs., sure it would give them all a good
laugh when she failed. She didn't fail. 20 reps later she re-racked the bar by
herself, hard to do when you have to reach behind you. Some of the guys just
stared at her, some grumbled who knows what under their breath. But a few
clapped, showing both their appreciation and their coolness.

"Okay Ladies," the coach yelled out. Pam looked over at him. Considering that
the most formidable person in the room was a lady, this could no longer be
considered some kind of putdown. "Pullups, especially my ball-handlers,
offense and defense." There was enough room on the bar for 2 guys side by
side, so it became a kind of competition. Finally, last was Ted, who was the
team's running back last year and Pam. Ted banged out 15 really fast, but Pam
had only gotten to 6 by the point, which was about where most of the other
players had failed. Ted dropped to the floor after his fifteen, confident in
his superiority. Pam stopped for a second and hung there.

"Why did you stop, Ted? You could have done a few more."

"Yeah I can do at least 20, but I'm the best, so why go on?"

"So you'll improve," answered Pam. Then she slowly proceeded to do 9 more
bringing her to 15, like Ted. She hung there for a moment seemingly to catch
her breath, then she started again, this time going faster, did 10 more,
glanced over at Ted, then speeded up and did another 10. Now up to 35, way
more than any guy could do, she didn't even look tired. She cranked out 10
more before she started slowing down, finally not being able to do any more
when she hit 64. Everyone was cheering at that point except, of course, Ted,
and Zack. She dropped to the floor, and walked over to Ted. "You gotta push
yourself to your absolute limit every time. And if you want to catch me you're
going to have to go beyond your limits." As she walked over to the drinking
fountain she pulled her sweatshirt, which was drenched in sweat, over her
head, revealing her awesome upper body to the team, pumped to the max from 64
pullups. Stunned, was the reaction to her detailed back and broad round
shoulders. Her tanktop was drenched too, and when she turned around, the tight
material stuck to her abs, her tits thrusting out and even with a sports bra
on, her nipples clearly erect, and every guy in the weight room, even Ted, was
also erect. The coach looked away, realizing the implications of staring at
her, which is what he really wanted to do.

Pam was clearly running the ball in practice better than Ted, and doing a
better job at linebacker than Zack. Her tackles were absolutely fearsome,
almost violent. The suddenness with which a player would go from running
forward fast to being pushed backwards and onto their backs was something to
behold. When the starting lineups were announced, it was no surprise that Pam
was the starting running back and middle linebacker. Zack was pissed to be on
the bench, but no one was more upset than Ted, who considered himself the star
of the team and as a senior, he was backing up a junior, and a fucking girl.
He went to talk to Coach Ditmer. "Pam was right in the weight room that day,
Ted. You think you're so good you can rest on your laurels. Pam never stops
trying to improve herself, and quite frankly, right now it's no contest. She's
not better than you, she's way better than you. And if you want to stay on the
team, I suggest you be supportive, and be a team player."

But Ted was not willing to be supportive, he would pretend to be, but he and
Zack, who was equally as much of an asshole as Ted, was also pretty pissed
about being on the bench while Pam ferociously covered the field on defense.
They planned to get her, somehow, some way. They started stalking her when
they weren't at practice. On a particularly warm Sunday afternoon they saw
their chance. It was bright and sunny and Pam decided to lie out in the sun.
Not too many more chances, she thought. Frank was at college and Pam's Mom and
Dad had gone to some church social, so Pam was alone. She put on a bikini that
she had bought in the early spring when she still weighed 150 lb. She looked
at herself in the mirror, enjoying the way it didn't fit any more. The bottoms
which were tiny, but not a thong, might as well have been. Every movement of
her muscular butt caused the fabric to slip into her crack. The top barely
covered her nipples, the firm breasts sticking out top and bottom and the
sides as well, it's tightness pushing them together in the middle. "Oh, babe,
you are so hot," she said to herself as she fondled her breasts with one hand
while thrusting her other hand into her bottoms and quickly bringing herself
to a climax. Finishing up and catching her breath she turned toward the
sliding glass doors leading out from their basement gym to the back yard and
pool. She thought she saw something reflect from the bushes at the back of the
yard, but then thought nothing of it. "Probably just a bird or something," she
thought.

"Man, you shoulda seen that," said Ted under his breath as he put down the
binoculars.

"What?" answered Zack.

"She just masturbated while looking at herself in the mirror. She is soooo
hot. Maybe after we beat her up, we can tap a little of that. Okay, I'm, gonna
go around and come in from the front. Then you sneak up and grab her from
behind when I've got her attention." A few minutes later, Ted strolled around
the back of Pam's house.

"What are you doing here? " asked Pam somewhat suspiciously.

"I just wanted to say that there were no hard feelings."

"Why are you looking at my tits instead of my face?"

"Sorry, I couldn't help myself. And, it's not just your boobs, it's your
entire body. I've never seen anybody in as good a shape as you are. I can see
now why you beat me out at running back."

Pam was starting to think to herself that maybe he wasn't such a jerk after
all, and he was kinda cute with a pretty good body himself. Maybe a little
sexual gratification in the sun might be nice. Their home was very secluded
and no one would know. "Wanna go for a swim, Ted?"

"Sure, thanks." Ted disrobed, with Pam checking him out all the way. Just as
he finished, Zack snuck up behind and grabbed Pam in a full nelson.

"I should have known."

"Shut up bitch. There actually are hard feelings." He grabbed her tits and
started fondling them. "These can't be real. No one as lean as you can have
tits this big and firm."

"Well, they are natural. Enjoy it while you can, you pussy. You're such a
faggot you need you friend to hold me so you can cop a feel."

Ted's eyes blazed with rage and he punched Pam really hard in the face,
breaking her nose. She was really hurting. While she was recovering, he
started punching her in the stomach. Because of her leanness she had a lot of
veins close to the surface, and she started to bruise, but his punches didn't
seem to hurt her. Recovering from the punch to the face, Pam suddenly threw
her legs up and caught Ted around his upper chest, while at the same time she
locked her hands behind Zach's head and started to pull hard so that his face
was being squished into the back of her shoulder. Both guys were
simultaneously put into a lot of pain. As Ted's knees started to buckle, Pam
flipped Zack over top of her right into Ted, without releasing her hold on
Ted. Zack was kinda stunned landing on Ted, as was Ted. Pam pushed her
advantage. She still had both holds intact. She squeezed Ted as hard as she
could, completely knocking the wind out of him. She twisted hard on Zack's
head. He screamed. She let go and scrambled to her feet. Ted was lying on his
back trying to catch his breath and Zach got up and came at Pam, coming in low
and going for her legs. He seemed to have forgotten from football how hard she
was to bring down. He grabbed her legs.

Pam was so pissed at these assholes that her strength was more than usual, if
that's possible. She reached down and grabbed Zack around his torso from his
back and picked him up off the ground with such force that his grip around her
legs was immediately broken and he found himself across her shoulders upside
down. One arm around his shoulders and collarbone and one between his legs,
and then she pulled down. He screamed in agony. Then she turned towards Ted,
jumping with Zack still across her shoulders. The leg strength required to do
that is unbelievable. She spread her legs slightly and bent her knees, landing
in a sitting position on Ted's chest, facing his feet. Reaching forward, she
used her free hand that was through Zack's legs, and grabbed Ted's ankle. She
then sat up and quickly scooted back and planted her pussy on his nose and
catching his arms between her bent legs, right behind her knees, bending his
lower torso in half. In less than 2 minutes, she had destroyed two football
players, had them completely under her control and had her pussy shoved into
one's face. He was pretty useless at this point so she just wiggled and rock
back and forth until she came. And cum she did, hard, bouncing up and down on
Ted's head and pulling down on Zack's torso with equal force as her whole body
went into orgasm.

She got up and threw Zack on the ground. Her nose hurt terrible and there was
some blood. Just then Tamara walked in the back gate. "My God, Pam. What
happened?"

"These two assholes were upset that I took their positions on the football
team."

Tamara got a towel and dipped it in the pool, then cleaned the blood off Pam's
face. "I think my nose is broken." Then she started to giggle, just for a
second. "Ow, it hurts to laugh."

"What's so funny, anyway?"

"I think I broke Ted's nose also, but with my pussy." She started laughing
again along with Tamara. "Ow, Ow, Ow, I better stop. Hey, do you have your
cell phone with you?"

"Yeah."

"Get it ready to take some pictures, OK?"

When Tamara was ready, Pam walked over and helped Zack to his feet, then put
him over her shoulders again, this time facing down. She walked over and
straddled Ted, standing above his prone body. Then she pushed Zack up over her
head in a military press. "Okay, take one. Then take another when he lands."
Pam dropped Zack from her fully outstretched arms right onto Ted. "Oh, Pam,
that was sooo cool."

"One more thing, Tamara." She picked Zack up and threw him on the lawn next to
Ted, face down, then picked Ted up and lay him down face-down on Zack, but
perpendicular to Ted's body. Next, she sat on Ted's back. She hooked one of
her legs under Zack's chest, and the other under his legs. Then, twisting her
body slightly, she grabbed Ted under the chin with one hand, and one of his
ankles with the other. Pam then pulled up with her arms on Ted while pulling
her legs inward towards each other, effectively pulled Zack up and squeezing
Ted's ribs at the same time. She had arched both guy's backs the painfully
wrong way at the same time.

"Oh, Pam. That is unbelievable." She snapped a picture.

"Get ready to take one more, Tamara." Pam then pulled as hard as she could
with both holds on both guys. All her muscles, under extreme stress exploded,
standing out like a human anatomy chart. Tamara took the picture, but almost
dropped her camera, she was so overcome. When she finished taking the last
pic, Pam released her holds, and the guys dropped, almost lifelessly.

"Are they dead?" asked Tamara.

"I wish! No they'll be fine, but like I said, I broke Ted's nose and I'm
pretty sure I sprained both their backs. That pain will stick with them for a
long time." She looked over at Tamara. "Send those pics to everyone we know in
our network." Tamara did as asked although she seemed to be fumbling with her
phone.

"Pam?.I'm, ?.. I don't know how to say it." Tamara spoke haltingly. "I don't
consider myself to be, like, you know, like,?.. a lesbian,?..I mean, you know,
I love guys, I love having Tommy's big dick inside me and I do like giving him
head, but,?..you know, I am so turned on by you right now, I can't stand it."
She blushed. Pam got up and walked slowly towards Tamara.

"It's okay, I feel that way too. Ya know, towards you. I just think it's an
appreciation for a superior physique, that both of us have achieved a level of
fitness that few can achieve. We've got beautiful bodies and beautiful minds.
They've (motioning toward the two unconscious guys) got nice bodies also and
are very fit, but they're total dicks, as are, unfortunately too many guy
jocks." Pam and Tamara moved closer to each other. As Tamara stroked Pam's
bumpy abs and moved up towards Pam's breasts, "Wait, Tamara." Tamara moaned
with disappointment. "Don't worry, I wanna do this too, but I've got an idea.
Zack is slightly smaller than Ted, do you think you could handle him?"

"Pam, I'll never be as strong as you, but I'm very, very strong. I could never
beat up both of them at once, like you, but I could handle either of them, one
on one. But, they're both completely out of it now. No more fighting today."

"That's not what I meant, Tamara. I was wondering if you could pick him up."

"Not over my head, like you, but yea, I could pick him up."

"Good, let's move them over to those beach chairs." They put the guys in the
chairs, pulled their shorts down exposing their members, and then tied them to
the chairs. After throwing some water on their faces to revive them, Pam and
Tamara proceeded to slowly undress each other just a few feet away from the
guys, which didn't take long, just bikini tops and bottoms. They started to
ravish each other in front of the guys, putting on quite a show, licking each
other all over, fondling and squeezing each other, sometimes gently, sometimes
a little rough like only muscle girls can do. The guys were going crazy, their
dicks sticking straight up in the air. The girls would occasionally stop
ravenously eating each other out from their 69 position to tease the guys,
reminding Ted and Zack how much fun they were having and that the guys would
be getting none of it. At one point Pam got up and went over to Ted. Leaning
in towards him, supporting herself with one hand on the armrest of the chair,
she rubbed her breasts against his face while fingering her hairless pussy. As
she came, she really banged his broken nose with her hard tits. When she
finished, she spoke.

"Ted, another benefit of being as fit and strong as I am, I would positively
be the best fuck you could ever imagine, and if you weren't such a macho jerk,
you might have gotten some today. But you never will. She rubbed her boobs on
his face again, and in spite of his beaten up condition and his tied hands,
Ted started cumming. Pam reached down and put a halt to his orgasm rather
quickly. "Sorry, Ted. Not today." She turned towards Tamara. "Your turn."
Tamara sashayed towards Zack, as Pam walked back to where the 2 of them had
been ravishing each other. As they passed each other they stopped for a moment
and embraced, rubbing those great breasts against each other while grabbing at
each other's hard asses like they were kneading bread dough. Pushing their
hard abs up against each other, they came yet again. Then Tamara went over and
tortured Zack, much the same way Pam had toyed with Ted. A few minutes later,
they were back in each other arms writhing and moaning and orgasming some
more. As they lay there in each other's arms basking in the afterglow, the
guys total spent and totally humiliated as well as being totally frustrated,
Tamara's cell phone rang.

"Hey, Jill?? Yeah?..... Really?..... Everyone saw the pics and is talking
about how awesome Pam is and what losers Ted and Zack are?..... Cool, we'll
meet you at the beach in about an hour." Tamara looked at Ted and Zack. "Sorry
guys, you're reputation is pretty much ruined. You'll probably never get laid
again as long as you live in this town." Both girls laughed out loud, Pam
grabbing her broken nose from the pain. Pam got up and walked over to stand in
front of Ted and Zack, motioning for Tamara to join her. They stood there in
front of the guys, fondling each other some more, basking in their beauty,
their strength, their raw sexuality. Their shaven pussies were wet from saliva
and multiple orgasms, their labia puffy and swollen from overstimulation.

"Just think, you assholes, if you weren't such macho jerks, you could have had
sex with 2 of the hottest bodies on the planet, awesome bodies for the most
awesome fucking imaginable. But now, all you can do is imagine us every time
you beat off from now on, 'cause beating off is probably the only sex you'll
get." They started giggling again. Pam turned and began whispering in Tamara's
ear. Whatever she was saying, Tamara seemed unsure. "Come on you can do it.
You're really strong, and remember how much stronger you get when you're
aroused. You are still aroused, aren't you? 'Cause if you're not, I can
quickly fix that." Pam stuck her finger in Tamara's pussy, bringing her off
yet again. Then they went over and untied the guys. "Don't even think of
trying anything you two or you'll get an even worse beating than before, and
I've got help now." They helped the boys to their feet, and at the same time,
each girl draped a guy over her shoulders. They walked over to the pool. "Go
for it Tamara." Tamara grunted and pushed Zack over her head then threw him in
the pool. "Yeah, girl," shouted Pam. Tamara squealed with delight. Pam then
easily pressed Ted over her head, but before throwing him in the pool, she
brought one arm down and held him over her head with just one arm. As Tamara
cheered, Pam put her other arm back up and threw Ted in the pool so hard he
almost sailed to the other side. The girls quickly dressed back in their
bikinis, gathered their belongings. Pam locked the door to the gym and they
headed for Tamara's car. "The exit's that way boys. See you at the beach."