Step-Daughter's Revenge 
by Musclehead



"So Billy, do you think that that will turn you on?"

"Everything about you turns me on Julie."

She rolled her eyes. "Yes I know. Everything about me turns everyone on. But
I'm talking specifically about this."

"It seems kind of kinky to me. Not so much you doing it but me watching." They
were down the street from Julie's house. He was leaning against a tall fence
and she was leaning into him. Julie was wearing short cut-offs and flip-flops
and a pullover sweatshirt. She had very muscular legs and a great ass but the
only thing you could tell about her upper body was that she had great tits.

"But you like my strength."

"Yeah I do. If I ever get to have sex with you, I'm sure that your fitness
level and the fact that you're almost as strong as me will make you really
good in bed." Julie just smiled, a knowing smile. She leaned into Bill,
rubbing her firm breasts against his chest as he reached around and grabbed
her ass. They were almost the same size, he was five eight and about a hundred
and sixty-five pounds to her five seven and a hundred and fifty-five. Time for
a small demonstration, she thought to herself as she spread her legs ever so
slightly while grabbing ahold of his wrists, peeling them off of his ass and
pushing them down to his sides as she leaned into him with her powerful body.

His boner pushed against her hard abs as she moved his hands back to her ass.
Julie worked out almost every day and Billy didn't. He was a good guy, but it
still didn't occur to him that she could be stronger. He reasoned that he was
distracted because he was so turned on and that's why she was able to do that
with his arms. She knew better.

"Billy, you've got to help me hatch this plan, put out the bait, so to speak.
If you're a good boy, I'll reward you with some awesome sex." Julie hadn't
started to work out for sports or anything like that. No, she wanted to get
stronger for sex. She had seen a porn video about a year before with some
French bodybuilder fucking a guy. The woman was totally in charge and made the
guy in the video service her in any way she chose. Julie reasoned that if she
was really strong that, just like the woman in the video, she would call the
shots, turning traditional roles on their head.

"My step-dad will be coming down the road in his van any minute. When he
approaches, we're going to be making out like crazy. I want you to knead my
ass like it's a loaf of bread."

"For bread to be that hard, it would have to be French bread, really stale."

"I'll take that as a compliment." Sure enough, a couple of minutes later, a
utility van that said "Bob Powers Heating and Air Conditioning" came down the
road. The young couple was going at it when he passed them by, Billy dutifully
playing with her glutes while she kissed his neck, rubbing her tits against
him and grabbing his big cock. After Bob went by, they turned and started down
the street towards her house, Julie certain that he was looking at her
wonderful backside through the rearview mirror.

She stopped for a second, pretending to remove a stone from her flip-flops,
glancing back to reassure herself that Bob was indeed turning his van around.
Bob didn't know whether his step-daughter was sexually active or not, but he
was not about to let her and some guy who had been pawing at her in public go
into their empty house, a perfect opportunity for the obviously horny young
couple.

He got on his cellphone as he pulled into the driveway to tell his client that
he was running a little late. When he got inside, sounds coming from the
basement rec room clued him in to where they were. "What the hell is going on
here?" Billy was sitting on the couch, rather half sitting, half lying. Julie
already had his shirt and pants off and she was sitting on his lap, pushing
her delicious body into his, clearly the aggressor. Her ass was sticking in
Bob's direction and the short cutoffs had ridden up, revealing some of her
glorious glutes.

"Billy, you better get the hell out of here, fast. And you, young lady, get
out of those shorts right now. You look like a damn slut."

Julie got up off of Billy and told him to stay put, then she turned and
sauntered towards her step-dad in a sexy but very confrontational way. "Make
me get out of these shorts, you fat old fuck."

Furious at her impertinence, Bob lashed out and slapped Julie hard across the
face. She could have dodged it, but she let him hit her full force. She just
stood there and looked at him as he stared in dis-belief, assuming he would
have knocked her half way across the room. Bob had been a boxer when he was
younger, and even though it was a slap, not a punch, he assumed his it would
still pack a wallop. As Julie smiled at him in a mocking sort of way, he did
throw a punch, right at her face.

Without any body movement, Julie moved her head, and as Bob's punch hit
nothing but air, she took a quick step forward and hit him in his stomach so
hard, he doubled over. Instead of pressing her advantage, Julie turned and
walked back to Billy then turned around and faced her step-dad, who was
starting to recover a little. "I guess you're in no condition to make me take
off my shorts, so I'll just have to do it myself." She dropped them to the
floor, stepping out of them and standing there proudly in thong undies with
the inscription over her pussy that read, "Don't ever fuck with me again,
Step-Dad."

"I think I'll take my sweatshirt off too." She peeled it off, revealing a
lacy, frilly bra, just barely covering her big, firm boobs. But her great
breasts were not the main show. Broad, round shoulders lead to powerful arms,
the muscles evident even as they hung at her sides. Her core, from her
shoulders all the way to those muscular legs, those exquisite tie-ins know as
devil's horns, her whole body screamed power. It was the first time Bob had
seen her body in a couple of years. Billy had only ever seen those muscular,
shapely legs, even though they had known each other most of their lives as she
had kept somewhat covered up since she had started working out.

Looking back over her shoulder at Billy, she spoke softly, "Billy, I know you
think I'm almost as strong as you, but unless you're stupid, you should be
able to figure out just by looking at me that this body, which I put through
rigorous workouts every day, would mop the floor with your body that never
sees the inside of a gym. Now sit back and watch the show."

She turned back towards her step-dad. "Are you recovered from my little shot?"

"I'm gonna kill you, you ungrateful, disrespectful little bitch," he growl.
She put up her fists in a boxers stance as he came at her, also putting up his
dukes, as they say. "I boxed for years. I'm gonna fuck you up." She just
smiled. He came at her and it was obvious from the start that he knew what he
was doing. What was also obvious was that none of his punches seemed to have
any affect. It wasn't like he wasn't landing solid hits. He was. But Julie
seemed to be so well conditioned that nothing seemed to faze her.

Body blow after body blow landed with no effect. But every time he went for
her head, she seemed able to evade his shots. Other than that, Julie seemed to
have little in the way of defense except her conditioning, and no offense at
all. Finally, in spite of his skills, Bob's out of shape body was betraying
him and he was starting to run out of gas. In the blink of an eye, Julie's
assault began. Someone had taught this eighteen-year old how to fight. Her
punches were lightning fast and frighteningly powerful.

In less than ten seconds she landed more than a dozen body blows, not even
bothering to go for his head. He had no defense against her. Billy thought to
himself that Bob couldn't have stopped her if he was totally fresh. Julie was
absolutely lethal and Bob was dead on his feet. She stopped punching, then
suddenly leaped high and did a dropkick to his chest, sending him flying
backwards until he hit the wall, sinking down to a sitting position,
completely out of it.

Julie slowly turned towards Billy, and then she dropped to her knees and
started to crawl seductively towards him. "Your turn." He turned pale as he
gulped audibly. "Don't worry, we're not going to box. You helped me set the
trap. You will be rewarded."

"Why did you beat him so badly?"

"He sexually abused me for four years, from the time I was twelve until two
years ago. He stopped only because Mom was getting suspicious. That's also
when I started working out, but he didn't know I was. I guess he does now." A
few more crawling steps. "Back to you and me. We're going to do something I
call "wrestle-fucking". We wrestle, and then the winner forces the other to do
their sexual bidding. You do want to fuck me don't you?"

"More than anything in the world."

"And from what you said before, you're a little bit stronger than me."

"Maybe I was a little bit wrong."

"Oh, you were wrong alright, but not by a little. So, I'll have to show you in
no uncertain terms what a female who works out can do to a male who doesn't."

Billy was frozen in fear but as aroused as he had ever been as Julie crawled
towards him like Madonna in one of her videos, except that this feline had
some real muscle. "Are you ready?"

"I guesssss soooo."

"Tell you what. I'll lie on my back with my eyes closed. Get me in a hold, any
hold."

"I don't know."

"Billy, are you saying you are willing to pass up the chance to have sex with
me? Look at this body. If you think logically, if you thought I'd be really
great because I was almost as strong as you," she stifled a laugh, "wouldn't
it follow that I'd be even better if I was even stronger?" She looked over at
him as she ran her hands up and down her magnificent torso. "Remember, Billy,
I started working out so I'd be really good at sex. Beating the shit out of my
abusive step-dad was just icing on the cake ... ... ... Tell you what. I'll
lay one my stomach. Get me in any hold you want to start out. But first, let
me get you out of those shorts."

Just then, there was a stirring from the other side of the room. Bob had come
around, sort of. In spite of the fact that his step-daughter had just beaten
the crap out of him, easily at that, his rage still got the best of him as he
saw her finish pulling Billy's undershorts off from her cat-like position.
"You fucking whore!"

"Excuse me a second, Billy." As Bob got to his feet, Julie crossed the room in
a split second and leaped towards him, leading with a knee to his chin,
snapping his head back and landing him right where he had been a few seconds
before, in a sitting position, his back against the wall. Julie came over and
shoved her thong covered pussy in his face, the thong that said "Don't ever
fuck with me again, Step-Dad".

She leaned in and then thrusting in and out with her powerful hips, slammed
his head against wall until the drywall cracked and Julie had an orgasm from
the stimulation to her sweet womanhood. Satisfied with both her sexual buzz
and that Bob would be in no condition to interfere, she turned back towards
Billy, his cock sticking straight in the air, the tip of it glistening, the
result of his having ejaculated spontaneously at the sight of her powerful
body slamming a full grown man into a wall.

"You started without me."

"I'm sorry. Like I said, everything about you turns me on."

"That's okay. I'm gonna make you come many more times before the day is over."
She came over and stood in front of him and slowly seductively removed first
her lacy bra, eliciting a gasp from Billy. "How can tits that big not have
even a hint of sag to them?" he thought to himself. When she removed her tiny
thong, another gasp. She was clean shaven. Her perfect devil's horns pointing
at the promised land. He came again, confirming to Julie what she knew from
experiences with other guys. They love girls with muscles and strength.

Julie lay down on the floor on her tight stomach. "Okay, Billy. Get me in a
hold. See if you can make me give." Billy carefully bent her knees and folded
her lower legs up towards her beautiful butt. Then he sat down on them. He
grabbed her arms at the wrists and pulled them back. She let him. Moving his
hands up further, towards her elbows, noticing how her forearms seemed as big
as his biceps, her upper arms as big as his calves, he held on with all his
might and pulled back, leaning and causing her back to arch quite a bit. This
was actually a very good hold and he expected her to give at any second.

Instead, she started to rock her body back and forth, rolling to her breasts
then back 'til she was on her thighs, back and forth, carrying Billy's hundred
and sixty-five pounds along for the ride. One last roll back to her legs and
this time when she came forward, she blasted with such power that she threw
Billy over her head, his holds broken, her continuing to flip along with him.
When they came to rest, he was on lying prone on his stomach and Julie's lower
half was under him, but her legs were back and wrapped around his body, facing
the other way.

She pushed up off the floor with her arms, her triceps exploding with detail
as she started squeezing. This time it was his back getting arched the wrong
way while being constricted in a leggy vise. Julie looked back over her
shoulder at her handiwork. Billy's face was pressed into the floor and his
legs were up in the air. She could feel his erection pressing against her
glutes. She adjusted herself so that she was supporting her upper body on just
one strong arm, reached back and letting up slightly on her grip around his
body, grabbed his cock and inserted it into her waiting pussy. She again
tightened her hold, and fucked him in this position, a maneuver that seemed to
defy the laws of physics. In spite of the painful position that Julie had him
in, Billy had the most intense climax of his young life. Julie's moment of joy
was over the top as well, but it always was that way for her.

As she settled momentarily she suddenly flipped them both over, but to the
side so that her brute strength didn't break anything on the completely
overmatched Billy. As he wound up on his back, she let go of her leg hold and
landed on his lap, still coupled, still facing his feet. She lifted one of her
muscular legs and placed it between his, grabbed his waist and then stood up,
before transferring her hands to his ankles.

Twisting to one side, she turned him over so he was once again face down. She
pulled back on poor Billy's legs and fucked the bejeezus out of him standing
up in what can only be described as a sexual Boston Crab, at one point getting
so out of control, her strength levels rising in sync with her heightened
arousal, that she lifted him right off the ground, holding him by only his
ankles with her hands and his cock with her powerful pussy muscles, muscles
that were as well developed as the rest of her perfect body.

After another over the top sexual explosion, Julie dropped Billy to the floor
in a heap, pondering what way to overwhelm him next. She glanced over at her
step-dad, who had somehow gotten to his feet and was leaning against the wall,
still dazed, but clearly sporting wood. "Were you watching us, Step-Dad? Is
that why you have a boner and a stain on your pants?" He shook his head, his
eyes betraying his fear. "You'll have to be punished for that you fucking
pervert. Excuse me for a minute, Billy."

She got up and started slowly moving towards Bob, to prolong the fear. When
she got about eight feet from him, she took a couple of quick steps, launching
herself at him, pulling her arms and legs back and leading with her hard torso
in what can only be described as a flying, upright body slam, pounding him
into the wall. She stepped back and then did it again. Then she turned and
walked back towards Billy as Bob slowly sank back to the floor.

Billy, who was proving himself to be surprisingly resilient, was still on the
floor, but was propped up on one elbow, watching this incredible girl punish
this man who had wronged her in the worst way. "By god, Julie, you're
incredible. Where did you learn to fight like this?"

Looking his way, her eyes glazed over, clearly as turned on from beating her
hated step-dad as she was wrestle-fucking Billy, she came towards him, barely
able to contain her writhing. "Oh good, you're still conscious. Can't talk
now."

That said, she leaped forward and Billy instinctively rolled onto his back and
put out both of his legs to deflect her, but proving her point about her
natural athletic abilities, she grabbed his feet in mid leap, and with
astonishing strength spread them to the sides as her hard body pounded him
into the floor, knocking the wind out of him. As poor Billy convulsed and
gasped for air, she jumped forward and landed her pussy right over his mouth,
still holding his legs out to the sides. It was total overwhelming domination.

Finally, when the latest round ended he was unconscious. Julie was panting
loudly she was so turned on, with her strength, with her sexuality, with her
ability to whip a grown man with previous fighting experience, and now with
having knocked a guy out with her pussy. She got up off his face and stood
there looking at the carnage she had produced, so overwhelmed with her own
awesomeness that she came again, just standing there looking at the two
unconscious males. "How can I make this even better?" she thought to herself.
"How can I sexually take Billy while hurting that fat fuck?"

She closed her eyes and tried to envision her next amazing move. Then it came
to her in a flash. Billy was already in position, lying on his back in the
middle of the room. Julie went over to her step-dad, who could offer no
resistance at this point, not that he had earlier either. She grabbed him by
the arm and dragged him over towards Billy's prone body, roughly turned him
around so his feet were near Billy's head. She had him on his hands and knees,
but he was so beaten up at this point that he could barely support himself.
Quickly turning around so she was facing Billy, she straddled Bob and caught
him around the chest just below her knees as he began to collapse.

Julie then dove towards Billy, planting her pussy on his face once again,
which was still accessible since Bob was trapped farther down on her legs. She
grabbed Billy's legs pulling them up, folding him in half, and tucking them
under her arms, and then, one at a time, reached back and grabbed Bob's
wrists, pulling his arms forwards, backwards for him. Two guys completely
under her control, one, the hated one, being squeezed and bent backwards, the
other also trapped with his face where she wanted it.

"Oh, I am so fucking awesome." Julie's realization was too much for her and
she began orgasming even before a revived Billy began licking. She started
bouncing up and down, alternately yanking Billy's body and squeezing Bob with
ever increasing strength as her sexual firestorm got hotter and hotter. Soon,
Bob was screaming, heightening her pleasure even more. Billy had found a
rhythm, catching a breath now and again as she bounced and he was so much in
awe of this girl who he had known since they were five years old, that all he
wanted to do was service her.

For fifteen or so minutes, Billy's loud slurping sounds mixed with her moans
and cries of unbelievable pleasure as Bob screamed out his agony. Finally
satisfied, she let go of Bob's arms and with amazing speed unlocked her legs,
pulled them back and before he could collapse, released a two footed kick to
the middle of his back the sent him flying. Then she looked down at Billy's
body, still folded in half, his dick so hard it looked like it was ready to
explode, literally. "You've been a good boy, Billy. Time for a reward."

"You are a goddess, so strong, so sexy."

She let go of his legs and they flopped to the floor. Scooching down, she
planted his member between breasts that were almost as firm as his dick was
hard, and she gave him an awesome tit fucking. He came huge quantities all
over her tits and hard abs. Getting off him, she went over to a totally fucked
up Bob and once again propped him up in a sitting position, leaning against
the wall. "Step-Dad, I just wanted you to see that after taking advantage of
me when I was unable to fight you off, well now I have the advantage. Mom also
told me how excited you got when she beat you arm-wrestling, so I knew you had
a thing for strong women.

"Since I'm twice as strong as Mom, I thought the perfect revenge would be for
me to beat the crap out of you and that you'll find me to be about as exciting
a female as you'll ever see and you'll be getting none of it. Now lick Billy's
cum off of me and if you get too excited as your tongue touches these perfect
breasts you'll pay the price." He started licking, trying oh so hard, but in
about five seconds her physical perfection and strength were too much for him
and he came hard. Julie leaped forward from her kneeling position, slamming
Bob in the face with breasts that at this moment were proving themselves to be
weapons.

His head slammed back into the wall and as he rebounded forward, she scooped
him up onto her shoulders, jumped to her feet and went back to Bill,
straddling his hips. "One more time, Big Boy?"

"Sure." She lowered herself down and he guided her in, pulling Bob's head down
to make him watch, squeezing him down onto her powerful shoulders as she and
Billy climaxed together, then throwing him off like a rag doll. "One last
thing Step-Dad, Mom knows that you sexually assaulted me and she gave her
blessing for me to destroy you today. Also, since I found out that you put a
lot of your assets in my name to avoid taxes, and then didn't pay attention to
when I turned 18, it's all mine now, and Mom wants you out of the house as
soon you can walk again. Billy, I'm hungry. Do you like peanut butter and
jelly sandwiches."