Pam, Tamara and Jill Track Season




A lot of things had changed in the last year. In the previous track season,
Jill was a petite, lithe long distance runner, Tamara was a good hurdler, the
best on the team, but Pam was the star, a sprinter who was even faster than
the top boy's sprinter. In fact, an incident with the star of the boy's team,
Bill, started a chain of events that led to huge changes in the lives of the
three friends. During practice, Pam had humiliated Bill by running the last
few yards of a 200 meter race backwards because she was so far ahead of him.
He complained so loudly to the coaches that Pam was suspended for the season.
Her retaliation occurred when Tamara lured Bill to Pam's basement gym where
Pam showed Bill that in addition to being faster, she was also stronger,
benching forty more pounds for reps than he could manage for one. When he
attacked her, she beat the shit out of him then sexually humiliated him as
well, with Tamara and Jill and Frank, Pam's step-brother watching. ThaT was
also the day that Frank discovered that his step-sister was amazingly strong,
and that Tamara and even Jill were stronger than him.

Tamara and Jill were so taken by what they had seen that they had asked Pam to
help them train to get stronger. Pam helped Frank too, but she shared training
tips with the girls that she didn't with Frank. By the end of the summer,
little Jill had gained 15 pounds of muscle and this long distance waif could
bench press over 200 lbs. Before Frank went back to college, she proved her
physical superiority to him, taking their sexual relationship in a direction
that neither would have anticipated at the beginning of the summer.

Tamara had also gained a lot of muscle and was easily able to conquer her
champion wrestler boyfriend, Tommy, in her favorite pastime, wrestle fucking.
Pam had stayed celibate all summer in order to put all her energies into
working out. By the end of the summer she was 5'9" and weighed 180 lbs. of
muscle, capable of benching over 300 lbs. Due to her lawyer step-father's
efforts, the way was cleared for her to wrestle, but she also decided to play
football, where she became MVP all-state on both offense and defense, being an
almost unstoppable runner and as a linebacker, executing tackles that were
stunning in their explosive power and violence. She also wound up taking a
lover in a clandestine relationship with John Ditmer, her football coach.

All three girls made the wrestling team and all were so good that they wound
up in the state tournament with Pam and Tamara becoming overwhelming champions
even though they were wrestling above their weight classes. Along with their
amazing physical prowess, they all discovered their over the top sexual
abilities, with Tamara taking hotness to new levels. Jill was the latest to
discover that wrestle fucking would take her to new heights of arousal, even
on the same night that Tamara finally brought her out of control sexuality
under control. And on that same night, Pam got shot in the shoulder while
beating her abusive father almost to death, and in so doing, finally got rid
of that demon that had been eating away at her.

Now, the year had come almost full circle, with the new track season starting.
Pam had healed well from her gunshot wound, probably due to the fact that it
was mostly a flesh wound, plus the fact that she was in such great shape.
Coach John had returned after his father had died and his Mom had gone into an
assisted living facility. Pam's spirits were much buoyed that her lover was
back and they had resumed training, loving and of course, wrestle fucking
again. But they were determined to keep their relationship a secret until
after Pam had graduated. Tamara and Tommy were still tight, but she could
physically and sexually overwhelm him at any time, so when she found a need to
cut loose, she would find a couple of guys willing to wrestle fuck with her,
two on one, and she never lost, it was never even close. Jill had a lot of fun
with Sam. They wrestle fucked all the time, and she always won, but they had a
wonderful relationship, so she never hurt him, and though she always won, she
often let me have his way. But if she encountered a macho sexist jerk, she
became a total hellion, destroying the guy's ego and rearranging his outlook
on life. She often took on guys a lot bigger than herself. But the fact that
she was as strong as a typical man weighing 200 lbs. or more, combined with
the fire lit inside of her whenever a guy showed himself to be a jerk, she
never had much trouble winning whatever scrape she found herself in.

They made adjustments in their training for track. They were all in such
phenomenal shape that transitioning wasn't difficult, just different. Still
lots of lifting, but also, lots of running. And each girl decided to branch
out into different events. In addition to the sprints, Pam also took on the
400 meters, one of the most grueling events, really a sprint for a quarter
mile. She also was doing shot put and javelin. Tamara was still doing the
hurdles, but due to her unbelievable upper body strength, it was only natural
for her to take up pole vault. She also did high jump and discus. Jill took
all races from the 800 on up. Really, the 3 girls could be the entire track
team, covering pretty much every event. There were other girls on the team,
but Pam, Tamara and Jill were each the best at whatever they did.

On a guy's team, this situation would have caused a lot of tension and bruised
egos. But girls are different. Instead of getting all pissed off that the trio
would be stealing all the thunder, other girls on the team not only supported
the girls, but came to them for training tips so they could get better. There
was a girl that had been throwing the discus for 4 years. She was okay,
usually placing 2nd or 3rd in meets, but almost never winning. The school
record was around 130 ft. And this girl, Barbara, generally threw about 120
ft. give or take. She showed Tamara the basics of how to spin, how to whip the
arm in the final turn, etc. (The girls team didn't have a coach for the field
events, the coach of the men's team would come over at the beginning of the
season for a day, and that was it. Since wrestling season overlapped with the
beginning of track season, that day had come and gone, so Tamara had to learn
from Barbara.)

At the end of the first day of practice, Tamara unleashed a 150 ft. throw.
Barbara was astonished, and crestfallen. "Oh, Barbara, I'm so sorry. I,?.I'm,?
I didn't want to show you up. I wasn't trying to do that."

"It's okay. It's not your fault that you're better than me on your first day.
You're probably twice as strong as me, and a much better athlete. I saw you
wrestle. I think you're awesome, the best athlete I've ever seen, including
guys."

"What about Pam?" Tamara asked, with typical humility.

"She's bigger than you. I think if you were the same size, you'd surpass her."

"Well, it doesn't matter. I'm not trying to be better than Pam. Just all the
guys." They both giggled. "Barbara, do you know what the guy's record is in
the discus?"

"It's 195 ft. Set about ten years ago. The guy was huge, and had a really fast
spin. But I'll bet, considering what I've seen in one day, I think you could
do it. But, you know, the guys discus is a little heavier."

"Don't you think that if we both trained using a guy's discus, we'd get better
and improve our throws in meets, using a girl's discus?

"Makes sense to me," agreed Barbara.

"Do you want to start weight training with Pam and Jill and I?'

"Could I? You guys are so far ahead. Can I?"

"Sure. We'll start next week."

The girls were always searching out new ways of working out. They did some of
the best of those RX200 weird exercises, the ones that really pushed them. One
day Tamara came over to Pam's all bursting with an idea. "I saw this Ninja
competition on TV. There was sort of an obstacle course, but way harder than
any other obstacle course you've ever seen. Do you think we can get your
Step-Dad to build, or have someone build some of these things?"

"If I ask him to do it, he'll do it."

Pam's step-dad had a few of these apparatus built. Since they were really
difficult to do, he had them built over the pool, so in case anyone failed,
they would fall into the pool. On the day of the unveiling, the girls invited
a bunch of guys over from the track team. They were all told to wear their
swimsuits. Tommy and Sam were there also. Since they were used to being shown
up by the girls, it was no longer that thrilling to Tamara or Jill. So they
invited some guys from the track team that they would enjoy revealing their
superiority to. (The boys and girls teams often did things separate from each
other and didn't really compare notes. Since the season hadn't quite started
yet, the guys were unaware that the guys/girls comparisons were going to prove
embarrassing to the guys.)

There was lots of food and lots of skin showing, none finer than the trio.
They were all hot, and Pam and Jill could make any dick hard, but Tamara still
had a slight edge in the hotness department. Her dark skin and latino beauty,
coupled with perfect, feminine muscles, highlighted by rock hard round glutes
and torpedo tits made her absolutely an incredible slight. That description
could well describe either of the other girls, sans the dark, latin looks, but
there was something indefinable about Tamara that made every guy and man, and
for that matter most women, want to touch and feel that awesome body, and pray
that they would be one of the chosen.

When the time came to demonstrate the first obstacle, Tamara, in a tiny orange
thong and top that was barely covering those awesome boobs, got up to explain
what had to be done. It was a sort of ladder, not vertical and not horizontal,
but set at an angle, starting low, and going up at about a 10 degree rise as
it crossed above the pool. Just as Tamara was about to explain what to do, Joe
got up, acting all cocky. "This is easy, Tamara. Let me demonstrate." She
gestured for him to show everyone. He stood at the low end facing the other
end, and the water. Joe spoke again. "You just go from one end to the other.
What's the big deal?"

"You're facing the wrong way."

"What? Oh, I guess that makes it a little harder." So, Joe jumped up and
walked hand over hand, backwards and worked his way up to the top. It was
definitely harder than going forwards, but he was in good shape, an athlete,
actually the boy's team's pole vaulter, so he had good upper body strength and
coordination. When he got to the end, he came back down towards the middle a
few rungs and dropped into the pool, gracefully falling backwards into a back
dive. Swimming back to the other side, he climbed out and was greeted by
Tamara, who complimented him while rubbing her hand up and down his fit torso.
Joe immediately responded by reaching for her magnificent torso, but she
quickly slipped away. Glancing at Tommy, she winked and he immediately knew
that cocky Joe was in for some public humiliation before the afternoon was
over.

"That was really good, Joe, but you did only the second easiest way of going
across. Jill, if it would be so kind." Jill sauntered over to the ladder, her
glorious glutes undulating back and forth, up and down as she went. She
positioned herself backwards, like Joe had done after he had been corrected.
She jumped and grabbed the bar with both hands, then bent her head back to
look at the bars above her. She pulled up slightly, then with a burst of power
and speed, let go with both hands, torque up and grabbed the next bar with
both hands. She arched her back and flexed her glutes, emphasizing the detail
and hardness of her torso and the big dimple in the side of each cheek. She
repeated this all the way up, moving to each bar with both hands at once. At
the top, she torque forward, let go and spun her way down to the water. When
she climbed out on the other side, her pumped muscles, the wet and goose
bumped body looking almost as hot as Tamara.

Joe immediately piped up. "If Jill can do that, so can I." As he moved towards
the ladder, Pam suggested that someone else get a turn. Tim asked to try. He
was a long distance runner like Jill. He made it to the third rung before
falling into the pool. Climbing out, he good naturedly admitted that it was
really hard and complimented Jill on how awesome she was to be able to do it.
There would be no need to adjust Tim's attitude. Various people tried the
ladder with mixed success, and mixed attitudes. Barbara was getting in better
shape due to her workouts with the girls. She now had some noticeable muscle
and she did pretty well on the ladder, better than most guys. When Pam got her
turn, she did the two handed version noticeably faster than Joe had done it
hand over hand, her muscle exploding with each movement. Everyone noticed
except Joe, who had gone over with Tamara as she explained the next event. She
seemed to be paying attention to only him, and he was pretty sure he was going
to be scoring some of that outrageous talent before the day was over. It was
amazing that even though he knew that Tamara had won the state championship in
wrestling, he was so cocky that he couldn't conceive the idea of her
superiority. Pam was really big, noticeably so, and surely Tamara was
amazingly muscular, she didn't seem as intimidating as Pam, maybe because she
was so hot. Joe wondered why Tamara hadn't done the ladder thing, and he
assumed that maybe she couldn't do it as well as he did.

"This doesn't seem like such a big deal, it's just a high bar. What do we have
to do, a bunch of pull-ups?" asked Joe. His attitude was starting to bug
Tamara, but she didn't let it show.

"Well, it's higher than usual, didn't you notice?"

"Yeah, so what, you just have to jump a little higher. Big deal. I guess it's
farther away for you since you're shorter. Want a help up?"

"Why don't you let me finish explaining?" For the first time there was an edge
in her voice. He didn't notice. "This isn't for pull-ups. They're too easy. I
can do a hundred, easily." His eyebrows went up. He knew he couldn't do half
of that number. He decided he didn't believe her. "This is for muscle overs,"
Tamara explained.

"You mean muscle ups." He went over and did a muscle up then dropped back
down. "Pretty good, huh?"

She smiled. "Wow, Joe. That was great. How many can you do? All the way up
then back to the ground." Joe proceeded to knock off 13. On the fourteenth
try, he didn't quite make it. By this point, a bunch of the other kids had
wandered over to watch.

"That was really good Joe." She spoke up, loudly, "Does anybody else wanna
try?" Pam knew that she could do more, but she also knew that Tamara was
setting the arrogant Joe up, so she didn't get involved. Jill did a modified
19 since she was too short to go all the way to the ground then jump up each
time. "Okay, my turn. But Joe, I said muscle over, not muscle up. But only on
the last one." Tamara then knocked out the same 13 that Joe had done, but it
was obvious that her movements were more explosive, and whereas Joe was
slowing at the end, Tamara just got more explosive with each rep. On the
fourteenth try, as she neared the top, Tamara tuck her legs up and launched
herself completely over the bar and into the pool beyond. All upper body
strength, astounding upper body strength. When she got to the side, she placed
her hands on the wall and launched herself out of the pool to a standing
position in yet another remarkable display of superior strength. "That was a
muscle over. And I know that no one can do it except me. Pam might be able to,
except she weighs about fifteen more pounds than me, so it might be harder for
her."

Joe knew he couldn't do it and he was somewhat pissed. He thought that Tamara
had intentionally embarrassed him. He went back over to the ladder and
proceeded to do the length of it with the 2 handed method, faster than he had
done it hand over hand. Probably because his adrenaline was pumping from his
embarrassment. Then he turned around and came back down. "Hey Tamara, I
haven't seen you do this yet." There was irritation evident in his voice. She
sauntered over to the beginning where he was still standing. Tamara rubbed her
hands up and down his chest and abs, then "accidently" brushing against his
crotch, so lightly he wasn't sure whether she did it on purpose or not.
Everyone was gathering around to watch as Tamara positioned herself in front
of the ladder. "Hey, you're facing the wrong way," Joe pointed out. Tamara
smiled, then jumped up and grabbed the bar. With tremendous torque of her hot,
powerful torso, Tamara launched her way up the ladder, two hands at a time
and, unbelievably, two rungs at a time. At the top, she turned around and came
back down. When she got to the bottom, she put her feet up to the last rung,
then launched herself into a back dive, pushing herself away so far with her
powerful legs that she was three quarters of the way across the pool before
she hit the water. Everyone freaked out with applause and cheers as Tamara
climbed out of the pool, glanced over her shoulder and winked at Tommy and
then Pam and Jill.

"I gotta pee," she said to no one in particular and disappeared into the door
that led to Pam's basement gym. Joe was seething with resentment and anger. He
was embarrassed that Tamara had again shown him up like that. He didn't notice
that no one was paying any attention to him or his angry demeanor. He saw
Tamara's performance as an affront to his manhood, but no one else did. A few
minutes later, he decided to pay Tamara a visit inside. Nobody saw him slip
inside, except Pam and Jill and Tommy, but they weren't concerned. Joe was
standing in the middle of the room looking at all the equipment when Tamara
came out of the bathroom. She was wearing her thong bottoms, but had put on
her modified babydoll. Since she was still damp from the pool, the babydoll
was damp and clung to her upper torso like a second skin.

"You touch my body then my dick, then you humiliate me in front of everybody,
then you come out dressed like this. You're just a cock teaser.

"I knew you'd follow me in here. You want to fuck me more than anything in the
world, but you can't stand the fact that I'm stronger than you."

"You're not stronger than me, you're just better at those things 'cause you've
been practicing. And if I want to fuck you, I'll fuck you."

"Well, I think you're pretty good looking, and you're in pretty good shape,
for a guy. When I touched your cock it was just to gauge how big it was. I was
not disappointed. So, take me then, if you think you can."

He came over and touched her rock hard torso, then in one smooth motion,
grabbed her babydoll to pull it over her head. She lifted her arms to allow
him, and for the first time he noticed how big they were, bigger than his. He
had been paying too much attention to her tits to notice before, and as soon
as the babydoll came off, his attention went right back to those two awesome
breasts, forgetting instantly about those big, hard arms. She reached out and
pulled down his shorts as he started fondling her breasts. His cock sprang to
life instantly. Ever the pig, Joe put his hands on her shoulders to try to
push her down towards his crotch. Tamara stared at Joe, and as his face
revealed frustration in his failed efforts to push her down, she removed her
thong. Then, putting her hands on his shoulders, she easily succeeded where he
had failed, pushing his head down towards her shaved pussy. He could not stop
her. Just as she got him into position, she pushed forward, forcing Joe onto
his back as she planted her pussy in his face. "Eat me now," she demanded in a
soft, breathy voice, underscoring her power and femininity at the same time.
This is not how Joe had everything worked out in his mind. He was supposed to
be getting his dick sucked right about now. How did she do this? Maybe she was
stronger than him. Nah, I must of just lost my balance, he thought. While he
was going over his situation, he wasn't licking. Tamara leaned back and
reached over her head. In an instant, she grabbed his ankles and sat back up,
bringing Joe's legs with her. "I said eat me. Starting now."

Tamara had been determined not to wrestle fuck him. She didn't want him to
have any excuse about how she was a wrestler and had an advantage or anything
like that. No, she was just going to have sex with this bozo. Long and hard,
in any sexual position that might please her. She would also give him
pleasure, and lots of it, so that when she was through with him he would know
that he had just had the fuck of his life, and unless he improved his
attitude, it would be the only time in his life that it would be so awesome.

After Joe ate her out and she bounced up and down hard on his face as she
came, she quickly flipped around so that they were in a sixty-nine position,
and she gave him wonderful head while he brought her off again. Determined not
to let Joe have a moments rest, and also anxious to demonstrate her awesome
strength, Tamara wrapped her arms around his waist, and then with a mighty
heave, rose up to her knees, holding Joe upside down while still in the
sixty-nine position. Joe's legs stuck up in the air as Tamara swallowed all of
him while she reached down with one hand, pushing his head further into her
pussy, which meant that she was effectively holding him suspended upside down
with one arm around his torso, that's how strong she was. Back in the day,
this position was known as "the tree and the bush", although it was always the
guy holding the girls upside down. Not this time.

Joe wanted to rest after his latest explosion into Tamara's mouth, but she was
having none of it. Dropping him to the mats, she flipped around again so she
was facing the same way and jumped on top of the tired guy, Grabbing his right
leg at the ankle, she pulled it up and out, making his still hard member,
probably his only bodypart that wasn't tiring, to stick straight up. Tamara
grabbed it and shoved it into her dripping pussy while wrapping both her legs
around Joe's other leg. She reached with her free hand and grabbed him around
the back of his head and neck, forcing his face into her big, beautiful tits.
His arms were free and in a panic, he started swinging. Quicker than you can
imagine she grabbed his she let go of his leg for a split second and grabbed
his arm then regrasped his leg. So now she had both limbs on one side of his
body immobilized with one hand. She lifted his torso and forced his other arm
under his body the dropped him back down. Joe was completely immobile at this
point and in a not too comfortable position. She was in an absolute frenzy by
now and started pounding away, each awesome thrust rattling his twisted up
torso with awesome force. Joe was having a hard time breathing but as Tamara
shuddered in orgasm, her pulsating pussy again brought him to climax.

She immediately let go of his head and as he sucked in air, she stood up,
still holding his leg with one hand and maintaining the sexual lock she had on
his rock hard penis. She turned away from his entrapped leg, turning him so
that he was now face down with his legs up in the air, the one that she was
holding now in front of her and the other one behind her. As she straddled his
helpless body, she grabbed that leg with her other hand. It was like a sexual
boston crab. Then she started fucking him again. Once again, though she was
not technically wrestling, Tamara was using her incredibly powerful body and
her over the top sexuality to fuck this guy to within an inch of his life. As
Tamara finished her latest orgasm, she noticed that Joe was no longer hard as
a rock. Pushing hard with her well developed pussy muscles, she forcefully
expelled his member as she let go of his leg. He flopped face down to the
floor in a state of exhaustion, but Tamara wasn't done yet.

She took hold under his arms and lifted him to a kneeling position. She bent
his head back so that he was facing up, and then stepped over so that his head
was once again buried in her crotch. He had no energy left to pleasure her, so
she took hold of the top of his head from the back, and his chin around the
front, and started pushing and pulling, as if his face was some kind of brush,
cleaning her pussy with back and forth strokes. As she came, she took a couple
of steps backwards, pulling him along, then fell forward, landing on top of
him, his face still buried where arrogant guy's faces belong. Tamara spread
her legs out into a full French split. She reach forward and grabbed his legs,
pulling him up so that she could take his flaccid member into his mouth.
Seconds later he was hard. Then she stuck it in between her monstrous, hard
breasts. She used her arms, which were obviously way stronger than his legs,
to spread them to the sides in his own involuntary French split. As she
bounced up and down, his dick moved in and out of the sweat soaked cleavage
and soon he was cuming in huge waves, but he was also screaming in pain right
into her vaginal lips, pushing the crazed sexual animal over the edge yet
again.

She let him go and his body went completely limp. In a moment of conscience,
Tamara backed away and leaned against the wall, watching for signs of life.
Then she saw that Joe was breathing deeply, and his cock was still hard as a
rock, sticking up into the air. I guess he likes powerful women, she thought
to herself. Crawling over to him, she planted herself on his member one last
time, or rather three or four last times as she fondled her amazing tits and
fucked his poor body like there was no tomorrow. This muscle goddess was
absolutely insatiable.

Tamara got up and found a towel to wipe the remnants of sex off her. Then she
put her thong and babydoll back on. She put Joe's swimsuit back on, but
intentionally put it on backwards. He was still out of it, but starting to
come around. She picked him up and draped him over a shoulder, then exited the
gym, returning to the pool area. Everyone stopped what they were doing and
looked Tamara's way.

"Did you beat him up?" "Did he fall down the stairs?" "Did he get hit by a
truck?" The questions abounded.

"No, we just had sex. But, Joe here needed to be taught that I'm his superior,
whether it's on an obstacle course or whether we're doing it." Joe was a
little more alert now. Tamara walked over to the pool, repositioned him on
across her shoulders, then lifted him over her head and tossed him into the
pool. Turning around, she walked over and grabbed Tommy's hand. "I'm still
horny, Tommy, let's go." As she led him back towards the basement door, she
noticed that Jill was arm-wrestling with Tim over on the picnic table. He was
using both arms and Jill was just smiling at him while he held her inches from
the table but couldn't finish the job. Looking around she noticed Barbara in
an impromptu wrestling match with Sam, and winning. Then she noticed Pam over
on the side lawn, herself in a playful wrestling match, completely controlling
not just one, but three of the distance runners from the guy's team. Her
muscular arms seemed thicker than their legs. "Girl's rule," Tamara giggled as
she picked up her pace, dragging Tommy along, in a hurry to get back to
fucking. "How about some wrestlefucking, Tommy? I've got lots of energy left."
As the door closed behind them, an audible gulp escaped Tommy's mouth.