Power Girls Part 8  
by Musclehead



After the amazing Maria had handled big, strong Ben in a wrestling match as if
he were a small child, Michelle, the smallest member of the power girls was so
inspired by Maria that she put on a demonstration for the group, easily
defeating her boyfriend Alex, in front of the whole group. Alex really wasn't
much of a wrestler. Yes, he was strong, about equal to her hundred and
twenty-five pounds of muscle, but considering that he outweighed her by
forty-five pounds, she was much stronger pound for pound. And her athletic
skills honed from years of gymnastics were far beyond his, Alex having been a
runner before he started doing Q91Y.

While everyone was amazed at how well Michelle did against Alex, she wasn't
satisfied with her victory. So the next day, she challenged Tim to a match. He
was about the same size as Alex, but he had been a state champion wrestler
with ten years of experience compared to her two days worth. But he made two
fatal mistakes. First, he had quipped that he didn't want to hurt Michelle,
and that really set her off. Secondly, he underestimated her, her speed and
her strength. She was still very fired up from the watching Maria manhandle
Ben the day before and she absolutely destroyed Tim.

A few days later, Fred and Mary were back from a business trip and had met
Maria for the first time. They were taken immediately with her winning
personality, and gave her the usual welcoming hospitality that she was already
experiencing from everyone else. Kimmy had mentioned what an awesome
volleyball player she was. "Better than Marcia?" asked Mary.

"You be the judge of that, we're getting ready to play as soon as the guys
show up," explained Marcia. They went out to the court and the girls stripped
down to their bikini's. Fred and Mary were used to all the muscle around,
indeed Mary, at age forty-eight was almost equal to the power girls in spite
of being more than twice their age. And Fred had gotten himself into awesome
shape at fifty-two. They had seen Marcia hit a volleyball hard enough to knock
a man over, but they were not prepared for Maria.

Her muscularity was different, more curvey, and at first appearance not as
strong looking as Marcia or Kimmy, or the others of the group. But looks can
be deceiving and when Maria easily and effortlessly jumped higher than Marcia
in spite of all Marcia's intensity. And that armswing that also seemed so easy
still produced hits as hard as Marcia's forcefulness had.

Mary surprised herself at how turned on she was by Maria. Kimmy could tell
that her mother was all but swooning. "Mom, she has that effect on everyone."

"Yeah, but look at you step-father over there." They looked over at Fred, who
had a faraway look in his eye. "You know, when those young women down in Aruba
practically threw themselves at us, he went along with the sexual games, but
he would not fuck them. Same with our neighbor, Karen. Looks to me like he's
so taken with Maria that he would break his own rule for the chance to have at
her."

"And that would be okay with you, Mom?"

"You only live once. I know that Fred is totally in love with me. We'll be
together for life. But Maria here is possibly the hottest woman ever, and look
at how easy she makes it look, jumping and hitting the ball. I mean, Marcia's
awesome, but she works at it. Maria seems to do it as easily as if he were
just breathing."

"You should see her wrestle. Have you met Ben?"

"Marcia's friend?" Kimmy nodded. "Yeah, he's got a great body, very strong,
almost up to your level."

"Maria wrestled him the other night, and she beat him as easily as she does
everything. She beat me too, Mom, and then we made love ... ..I agree, if you
and Dad have the opportunity, you know, maybe to do a threesome or something,
don't pass it up. Like you said, you only live once. We're all physically
superior people because we've worked so hard to get that way. Marcia said that
Maria was her equal when they met in Rio, and she had never touched a weight
or anything like that. She was born superior, and now she's started to work
out. Words can't describe her now."

That evening, Fred and Mary's love making was even more passionate than usual.
They, too, had fallen under Maria's spell. Indeed everyone in the power girl
circle was in a constant state of heightened sexual arousal due to her
presence, even if she wasn't right there with them, her magnetic glow seemed
to be ever present. Due to being as fit as they were, way beyond what most
would think people in their age group could get, Fred and Mary libidos that
rivaled all the incredibly fit young people around them. They didn't
necessarily have sex ever day, but when they did, it often went on for a
while, usually two hours or more.

When they finally settled down for a second, Fred spoke in a low voice, "Mary,
dear, you're even more passionate and intense than usual, is it because of
Maria?"

"I guess it might be. Have you ever seen someone jump so high or hit the ball
that hard with seemingly no effort?"

"She really is amazing."

"And sexy, plus she's got such a great personality."

"Yeah ... .."

"Kimmy said that she wrestled with Ben and beat him just as easily as she hits
the ball. We used to think that Marcia and Kimmy and Katrina were the most
amazing athletes, but they both seem to think that Maria is beyond them,
because she comes by her abilities so easily ... ... You want to do a
threesome with her?....Come on, be honest, I not insecure about our
relationship."

"I, ... ..I want to fuck her ... .I can't believe I just said that."

"If you didn't want to fuck her, I'd start to doubt your sexual orientation.
Anyway, it's already arranged." Fred's look was at once puzzled and curious.
"The girls have arranged for Maria to spend the afternoon with us, just you
and me. Evidently she was pretty amazed that a fifty something man could be in
such awesome shape. She seems as interested in you as we are in her.

"What about you?"

"As per usual, since I don't have any gray, she thinks I'm in my late
thirty's. I don't know if she's in on the plan, but Kimmy and Marcia said she
sort of goes with the flow, so to speak."

The next afternoon, everyone made themselves scarce. Mary was out at the pool,
sunning herself in a suit that not very many women in their late forties would
have the guts to wear. But then, not too many women of that age had the boy of
a twenty-something fitness athlete. Fred greeted Maria at the front door She
was wearing a summer dress, but her broad shoulders and sculpted arms were
bare and while she didn't have the ripped look of the power girls, her arms
were as big as Fred's and she had an aura health and strength and animal
magnetism that could not be denied. He escorted her out to the pool to greet
Mary.

Maria put her bag on a chair and immediately pulled her summer dress over her
head, causing Fred and Mary to gasp almost in unison. Yes, she had worn a
bikini yesterday, but today, Katrina had loaned her the infamous suit that
said "wish you were here", on one triangle of the top, and "and here" on the
other, and the tiny piece of fabric that made up the bottom said "But your
face is gonna be here". She was quite a bit bigger than Katrina and the suit
didn't cover much of her breasts, and let's just say it's a good thing that
Marcia had taught Maria about shaving her pussy.

Maria had worked out earlier in the morning with Marcia and she was pretty
pumped. She was, in a word, an irresistible muscle goddess. Fred got her a
bottle of water and he stripped down to his suit. Before they could even get
comfortable, the buzzer that indicated someone at the front door, went off.
"I'll get it." Mary got up and went in the back door and through the house to
answer the door.

She had wrapped a sarong around her waist to cover those magnificent glutes
that just moments before had been completely uncover, only a thread running
between those muscular cheeks. But she still had her bikini top on and her
sculpted arms and shoulders, her hard abs were still there to delight whoever
might be at the door.

"Raul. How?"

"Chicita, I got your address from my friend at the front desk of the hotel.
(see Powergirls pt. 2) You and your old husband humiliated me in front of
those girls. I was going to score with them and then all of a sudden, all they
were interested in was you and that old man."

"You've been stalking me?"

"I came for revenge." He suddenly pushed her back from the doorway into the
house and stepped in behind her bringing his arm up, a gun in his hand. And as
he stepped forward, from the side, another man appeared behind him. A big man,
at least six-two and well over two hundred pounds. They pushed their way in
and closed the door behind them.

"I see you brought reinforcements." If Mary was scared, she certainly wasn't
letting on. "I guess since I overpowered you so easily back there in Aruba you
decided that you'd better bring a gun, and some muscle."

"Shut up," he yelled, clearly angered by her comments. "You didn't overpower
me, you took me by surprise, that's all."

"Whatever. Those girls certainly liked my muscles better than yours. Boy, did
we have a great time with them that afternoon."

"SHUT UP." Raul whacked her across the face with the heel of his gun, knocking
her to the floor. Her lip was bleeding, but she wasn't hurt too badly. "Get
up. Help her up Pedro." The big man grabbed her by the arm, yanking her to her
feet.

Mary looked at the big man who was still holding her arm. "You feel that,
Pedro? My arm is bigger and harder than your friend's here. Did he tell you
how I pushed him down on his back and forced my pussy into his face. How
humiliating it must have been for a macho latino like himself." Raul put the
gun up near her head and for the first time, Mary felt pangs of fear. She
hadn't really thought he'd use it. That's why he had his big friend with him,
she had assumed.

In the meantime, out by the pool, Maria seemed as infatuated with Fred as he
was with her. But, something didn't seem quite right, not outside, but Fred
wondered what was happening inside. As he went to investigate, Maria pulled
her summer dress back on. As Fred went inside, making his way toward the front
hallway, Raul stepped out from behind a door and slugged Fred across the head
with his gun, much harder than he had hit Mary, knocking him out cold.

"Is there anyone else here, Chicita?"

She hesitated for a second. "No."

"You're lying. Look around, Pedro." Pedro wandered off to check things out.
Raul, turned back to Mary. "You keep pushing my buttons, Chicita."

"I figure that if I get you pissed enough that you'll make a mistake and then
I'll overpower you once again."

"YOU DIDN'T OVERPOWER ME!!"

Just then Pedro came back. "There's a girl out by the pool. The maid, I
guess."

"Let's go." They pushed Mary ahead of them and she led the way out to the
patio. As soon as they got out to the pool area, Raul recognized her from the
airport. Maria didn't make the connection right away, until he spoke. "Moor.
What are you doing out here. If you're the maid, you should be cleaning the
house, you should know your place."

As soon as he called her a moor, she remembered him and how he had not only
embarrassed him at the airport, but had brought to the surface the humiliation
that the indigenous Indians from Brazil felt at the hands of the Portugese
invaders. And she determined at that moment to somehow, if the opportunity
arose, avenge her own humiliation.

Raul came up to her, brandishing his gun, noticing for the first time how much
muscle she had, how big she was. Although not as big as him, she was certainly
quite a bit bigger than Mary. Maria stood silent, while Mary spoke. "She's not
our maid, she's our friend and she came to swim with us this afternoon."

"Do you have a swimsuit on under that dress, moor?" Maria slowly, sexily
pulled her dress over her head, causing an immediate reaction in the loins of
both Pedro and Raul, not to mention Mary, who, although she had already seen
Maria do that less than ten minutes ago, still had the same aroused reaction.

Maria noticed the bulges in the pants of both men. She stepped ever so
slightly closer to Raul. "It's not possible for you to find a moor attractive,
is it?' His face went flush as she reached out and ever so gently touched his
crotch. He gasped. That's all it took. Suddenly, Maria's hand went up and
knocked the gun out of his hand, sending it flying and into the pool. "I guess
that won't be any good anymore." Furious, Raul took a swing at her, but it was
already too late. Maria exploded upwards, twisting as she jumped and slamming
her powerful thigh into his torso with stunning force.

Pedro had flung Mary away and was rushing towards Maria and Raul. Maria landed
on her feet, facing away from Raul as he doubled over in pain. She kicked out
backwards, connecting perfectly with his chin, sending him flying into the
onrushing Pedro, knocking them both over. As they tried to regroup, Maria went
over to Mary. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah. I gotta go check on Fred. Raul here really clocked him."

"Who are these guys?"

"I'll tell you later."

"Well, go get Fred and then come back out. As you Americans like to say, it's
showtime."

When they returned, Raul and Pedro were on their feet, one guy to her left and
one to the right. Maria was bouncing lightly on her feet, the look on her face
at once fearless and focused. Her sureness unsettled the guys. Mary was sure
that while he would never admit it, Raul knew that Mary had proven herself
physically more capable than he was, and that this confident much bigger woman
should not be taken lightly.

Raul struck first, lunging in and tying Maria up at the shoulders. As Pedro
closed in from behind, she broke free with one hand, her elbow swiftly coming
back, connecting perfectly on Pedro's chin, and in the same motion, that arm
came forward and punched Raul squarely in the nose. It was so quick, it was
hard to see, and yet both moves were devastatingly powerful. Before they could
recoup, Maria wrapped her arms around Raul's hips with her hands on his butt,
and in one swift, powerful move, lifted him, arched her back and threw him up
and over her, backwards, once again right into Pedro.

Fred and Mary were amazed that she was stunning them with power that was equal
to or greater than Marcia or Kimmie, combined with blazing speed that rivaled
the smaller girls like Katrina and Michelle, throwing the two men into each
other before they could recoup. Mary and Fred had assumed that she would be
stronger than Raul, indeed, Mary had proven herself to be that, and she knew
that she couldn't compare to their new Indian friend, but Maria was proving to
be stronger than big Pedro also, in fact quite a bit stronger.

As she threw Raul over her head, she side-stepped and was already onto her
next move even as they crashed into each other. Improvising moves that would
take other people, even accomplished athletes years to master, she jumped
high, flipping backwards and then torqueing her body in mid air and descended
down on the men, leading with elbows and knees, clocking each guy on the back
of his head, and the small of his back at the same time. As they writhed in
pain, Maria bounced back to her feet and came over to Mary and Fred, who both
sat watching with their mouths agape, Mary swooning, Fred sporting a boner
that a cat couldn't scratch. "That ought to hold them for a couple of
minutes."

"Maria, everything we had seen so far, you always seemed so relaxed even as
you were hitting some of the most awesome hits ever on the volleyball court,
but you seem very intense right now."

"He called me a moor."

"Yes, what is that?"

"It's a long story, but back in the renaissance, it was a derogatory term used
in middle Europe for a Portugese person. When the Portugese invaded Brazil,
they used the same word on us Indians. It's is a nasty word, used to somehow
make us think that we're inferior."

"Maria, you are so superior, you're the most perfect natural athlete I've ever
seen."

"Well, thanks, that's very nice of you to say. And today, I'm going to show
these two assholes just how superior I am. But how do you know them?"

"Raul here was the recreation director at a hotel we stayed at in Aruba. He
was obsessed with me and he came to our hotel room. He said that Fred was too
old for me and that I should be with someone like him. So I forced him to eat
my pussy, and then the next day, two young ladies who he was trying to score
with wound up with us. The girls loved that Fred was in such great shape, even
at his age."

"So do I. Do you mind if I beat these two really badly?"

"It's turning us on more than we could imagine. Please continue."

"It's turning me on too. But I have a lot of anger at being called a moor. I'm
really gonna fuck these guys up."

"Don't worry about it. These guys came in here with a gun. Fred's an attorney.
Do your worst."

They were on their feet now. Angry but very wary. A part of them refused to
accept that a female was capable of beating a male, let alone two. But they
were also aware that at the moment they were getting their asses kicked. As
they came at her, Maria rushed at them, and then leaped high, going slightly
past them but right over them with her legs somewhat spread. At exactly the
right moment, as she went by, she brought her powerful legs down and around
the outside of each guy's head and then wrapping them around their necks,
bringing her feet inwards towards each other. So her legs were around their
fronts and her body was behind their shoulders.

She immediately threw herself backwards, and the men fell forwards towards the
ground leading with their heads. Just as their faces crashed into the grass,
she leaned forward to keep her own body from hitting. The only part of her
that touched down was a little of her shins. She instantly reached in between
each guy's legs, grabbing the inside legs around the knees and pulled back
while driving her elbows into their crotches. She leaned back as far as she
could, bending them backwards, painfully arching their backs farther than they
were meant to go. All the power girls loved to bend guys this way, because it
was at once painful, totally debilitating, and humiliating while letting any
guy know that he was up against someone who was, simply put, far stronger.

But only Maria seemed capable of doing it to two guys at once. She had done
something like that to the guys on the beach back in Brazil as Marcia looked
on in amazement, but these two today were far bigger and Fred and Mary were
absolutely awestruck. She held on for at least a minute before letting them
go. As she got to her feet, they both lay on the ground whimpering. Flipping
Raul over, she noticed that he was fully erect, something she had sensed when
her elbow was pushing against him. In spite of all the pain she had caused
him, this dickwad was still aroused by her.

She yanked his shorts off and his dick sprang to life. Dragging him to his
feet, still hunched over, she grabbed him around his shoulders, with almost
incomprehensible strength, flung him upwards, so that he came to rest upside
down on her shoulders. She pulled down on his legs and upper body, causing him
to scream in pain. Then, as she pushed out to arm's length holding him over
her head with ease, he shuddered and ejaculated. "Ha, Ha, you fuckhead. Even
as I'm proving how inferior you are to me, you cannot help but be attracted to
my strength and beauty. I know your kind, you think that women can't be better
that men and you treat Indians, especially Indian women like they are less
worthy."

Pedro was on his feet now, still somewhat woozy. Maria turned toward him and
forcefully threw Raul right at him. As they fell to the ground once again,
Maria pounced on them both, leaping like a lioness a good six feet from a
standstill, and proceeded to mix it up with them on the ground for the next
several minutes. She was a blur of motion and strength, grabbing a limb here,
twisting it the wrong way, crushing heads with powerful legs, kicking,
punching, using their own limbs against them and each other. Finally, she got
off them, and grabbing Raul by the hair, hauled him to his feet. In the same
motion that she had done earlier, she whirled around, jumping, twisting and
leading with a muscular leg, but this time, she jumped higher, slamming him
across the face with her thigh.

His head snapped back, and he fell to the ground, out cold. The force of her
move spun her around as she landed on her feet facing Pedro, who was now on
his knees, "Please, no senorita. You are the best fighter I have ever seen. He
just hired me to help with them," he said as he gestured towards red and Mary.
" I have nothing against you. I am, as he says, a moor too, just from
Guatemala, not Brazil. Please do not hurt me anymore."

Her anger was ebbing some, after all she had put some serious ass whipping on
these two, especially Raul, the one who had insulted her so, and had evidently
stalked Mary, Raul, who lay crumpled in an unconscious heap. But as her anger
subsided, her level of arousal was taking over. She was so hot she almost
forgot she had an audience, until she heard a moan coming from Mary's lips.
She looked over in their direction. Fred was sitting, leaning against a wall
and Mary was sitting in front of him. Both were naked. And she wasn't actually
in front of him at all. She was impaled on his giant cock, and he was reaching
around from behind her, fondling her beautiful breasts with one hand and
fingering her clit with the other.

"Don't stop, Maria, you've got us so worked up just watching you."

"I wanna show you something that Marcia taught me," she managed to gasp out.
She turned back to Pedro. Get ready for round three. If you beat me, you can
fuck me."

"No please."

"Do you want to miss out on a chance with this body, a once in a life-time
fuck? Better get ready. If you don't do what I say, it'll be worse for you."
Taking off her bikini top, she started to fondle her huge tits as she smiled
at Pedro. Then she went over to Raul, who was still completely out of it and
grabbed him by one of his arms, dragging him along over to the volleyball
court. "Fred, Mary, I forgot Marcia showed me this too. Actually just told me
what to do." Holding him up, just with one hand under one of his armpits, she
took his free arm and weaved it through some of the netting, straight out to
the side. Then she did the same with the other arm.

Raul was still unconscious and she wanted him wide awake, so she started
rubbing her perfect, gravity defying beasts in his face until he came around.
Satisfied that he was coherent, she grabbed his legs, with one hand, while her
other hand rested on her hip, and flipped Raul, his arms still caught, over
the net, and back down to basically the same position, but now, with the net
twisted around his arms, they were tangled to the point where there was no way
he'd be able to extricate himself. He'd just have to stand there and watch the
proceedings.

He watched that perfect, round, muscular ass move away from him as she turned
around and started to jog towards Pedro. Amazingly, her tits were so firm,
they barely bounced up and down as she jogged. She stood before him, breathing
deeply from arousal, her abs tightening and relaxing with each breath. "Come
on, Pedro. Maybe he was holding you back, just getting in your way. Let me
tell you, I'm normally somewhat humble, but I can tell you that anyone who's
ever had sex with me has known that it was an earth shattering experience.
Come on. What have you got to lose?"

She reached out a hand to help him to his feet. Taking advantage of her
gracious act, Pedro attacked, seemingly taking her by surprise, getting her in
a bearhug, with her arms caught at her sides. He figured that his best chance
was to press his advantage, so in the same movement, he lifted her off her
feet, he pushed forward, and as they fell, he wrapped his legs around hers. He
had her completely trapped, her arms, her legs and her powerful body, and she
was on her back with his two-hundred and twenty pounds on top of her.

"Now I have you. Do you give so that I can fuck you now?"

"Not yet." She started to writhe and buck and suddenly, even as he held on as
tightly as possible, Pedro was starting to realize that this wasn't over yet.
Some of her bucking was actually getting them slightly airborne. Even though
Pedro had had firsthand knowledge of what this girl had done so far, he could
not believe the power her hundred and seventy-five pounds was generating even
as her entire body was trapped in his hold. Fred and Mary continuing to have
intercourse as they watched this amazing scene unfold before them, both
already having had several orgasms, testament to their high fitness levels,
but also to how aroused they were watching this physical phenomenon performing
for their pleasure as well as her own.

After several minutes of thrashing around, Pedro was finding it harder and
harder to hold on to this whirling dervish. Suddenly, with an unbelievable
burst of power, Pedro was on his back. Her arms were free and his no longer
were. In another split second, his legs were being spread beyond a point where
they had ever been by muscles far stronger than his own. His worst fears were
true. He had no chance against this woman. To think that he had been hired
muscle just a few hours before and now this woman had him under her control to
he was being subjected to strength and skill almost beyond belief.

Maria had been planning to show Fred and Mary what Marcia had taught her by
jumping higher than was thought humanly possible, and raining her hard body
down on his from that great height to knock the wind out of him, but now she
thought she'd try something different. She let up on the painful split that
she was subjecting his crotch to, but still kept a lot of pressure on his
legs, twisting them in her grapevine. She started to thrust her powerful hips
and pelvis, like a human piledriver. In spite of his pain, Pedro's member was
growing underneath her thrusts. And it was quite large.

Maria knew from experience that macho latino men would never admit that a
woman could be stronger than a man, and would always say they hated muscles on
a woman, but they sure liked that power during a sexual encounter, and Pedro
was no different. If it was possible, Maria increased the power of her pelvic
slams and all at once, Pedro ejaculated even as she successfully knocked the
wind out of him with one final thrust. This was what she had wanted to
achieve.

She had already had several orgasms while pounding poor Pedro into the ground,
but she was just getting started. She let go of his legs and leaped forward
from her knees, locking her pussy lips on to his mouth, as he convulsed and
gasped for air. Capturing his shoulders and arms with her legs, in the folds
of her knees, she started bouncing up and down on his face so forcefully that
at times they were actually leaving the ground, taking his upper body along
with her. As if she wasn't strong enough before, now as she descended farther
and farther into her sexual maelstrom her strength was increasing along with
her out of control levels of arousal.

It actually turned out to be a saving grace for Pedro. She was bouncing so
hard that as she was going up into the air close to three feet from her knees,
his upper body was being pulled up also, just not all the way, so he was able
to suck in the occasional breath before her genitals again came crashing down
onto his face. When he was finally breathing again, he brought his legs up to
try and wrap them around her upper body and pull her off. But it was not to
be. She didn't even seem to notice the legs pulling at her as she continued to
ride him, fondling her beautiful breasts, pinching at her nipples as her
astoundingly strong core didn't budge an inch in spite of all his efforts.

When she finally did notice his futile efforts, it did not turn out good for
him, at least not at first. Maria stopped bouncing for a moment and peeled his
legs away as if he wasn't even putting up any resistance. Then she simply
pushed down and straight out to the sides, pushing poor Pedro into a French
split, his legs no match for her powerful arms. He screamed into her pussy,
sending her into convulsions once again, causing her to lose her grip on his
ankles. He momentary relief was short lived as she twisted her body around and
yanked his shorts off.

Finally he was going to get a break from this sexual force of nature. Her eyes
widened at the size of Pedro "junior". He hadn't earned the right to be inside
her, at least not yet. Managing to pull herself together for a moment, she
inched back and sat on his chest looking down at him. "That's quite a big cock
you've got there, Pedro."

"And it wants you so bad."

"But you haven't earned it."

"What must I do? I admit that you are much stronger than me, stronger I think
than Raul and me combined, and such a skilled fighter. Who taught you?"

"No one. And I've only had maybe three or four matches. I just improvise."

"You should see her spike a volleyball," called Fred from the sidelines.

"And she learned advanced gymnastics skills in about an hour. She's the best
athlete in the world, I'll bet."

"You are a goddess," whispered Pedro. "I worship the ground you walk on."

"That's a start. I have had many orgasms this afternoon using your face, but
you haven't actually done the work."

"What do you want me to do?"

"I'm going to hover above your face. If your tongue is talented, you will be
rewarded." In a demonstration of her newly found gymnastics skills, Maria put
her hands on the ground and went into a slow handstand, coming up from the
seated position, a move that requires tremendous core strength. Then she
walked on her hands up to his head before lowering herself back down, coming
to rest on her knees. Pedro had to strain his neck some, but the tip of his
tongue found its target.

He looked up to see if her face might give away whether he was doing a good
enough job, but all he could see were her gravity defying breasts sticking
straight out from her thick upper body. That incredible sight was too much for
him and he shot his load into the air even though his hands were running up
and down her luscious thighs, and not anywhere near his bad boy. As he started
to achieve success with her sweet pussy, some girl goo started to drip down,
into his mouth, the sweet nectar causing him to explode again, and when she
finally came, after holding back as long as possible to make it more intense,
her knees slid out to the sides and as she came down hard onto his face, he
came hugely yet again, three time in less than ten minutes, all due to Maria's
overwhelming sexual presence.

Maria's own explosion was quite satisfying. As it ebbed, she went into another
handstand and walked her way backwards, down to a position between his
outspread legs. "I am so sorry, Goddess, you are so sexy that I came, more
than once. I have nothing left."

"Oh, yes you do. Leave it to me. Don't touch yourself."

"I haven't yet. It is all because of you." Maria stayed up on her knees and
started to fondle herself, running her hands up and down a torso so powerful
that her sexual thrusting could break ribs, down along legs that could jump
close to five feet into the air. She traced her beautiful biceps, her broad
shoulders, coming to rest on those absolutely amazing tits, pinching her
nipples, then down to her pussy and back up her abs, never lingering for long.
Pedro watched this magnificent display in sexual rapture, minutes later
exploding again. He was totally exhausted by this point, but except for the
fact that Maria was covered in sweat, she looked like she could go for several
more hours, and she wasn't finished with him yet.

She picked up his shorts and wiped the cum off him as best as she could, which
wasn't easy as there was so much. He was still hard as a rock, and Maria
leaned forward and brush against him with breasts that were almost as firm as
his erection. He couldn't believe the sensations that those amazing breasts
were creating and in less than a minute he came again. Pedro passed out, but
Maria really didn't care. This was what she wanted. She had proven that he was
no match for her, even with Raul helping.

And speaking of Raul, she glanced over at him. He also was saluting her
awesomeness, and it was obvious that he had come several times and was
slumping in exhaustion, only his tangled arms on the net keeping him from
falling. She looked over at Fred and Mary who were still going at it, the two
of them having the stamina of well trained athletes half their age. "He's
unconscious, Maria. Are you finished with him."

"No, I don't think so. He's still hard." She straddled him and impaled herself
on that thick piece of meat, and waited until he awoke, a few seconds later.
She leaned forward and wrapped up his arms, in a sort of arm grapevine while
doing the same with her legs. Then she dove forward, as she planted her
breasts in his face. His body was scrunched in like an accordion, rather
painfully, but this was what she wanted and he couldn't stop her. As she
started thrusting her hips, faint whimpering could be heard escaping. As she
achieved yet another sexual nirvana, his body became rigid and then went limp,
but she didn't stop. Finally, about fifteen minutes later, Fred and Maria
managed to peel her off.

Pedro was battered and bruised, much worse from the sexual encounter than from
the fighting. Raul was completely unconscious as well. After assessing the
situation, getting Raul down and putting their clothes back on, they decided
that they'd better call 911.

It was later determined that both guys had had heart attacks, brought on by
the combination of the ass kicking at the hands of Maria followed by a sexual
display of epic proportions.