Tamara, Pam and Jill at the State Tournament, Part 2
by Musclehead



Tommy dutifully licked every drop of his cum off Tamara's rock hard abs. Still
on her knees, Tamara arched her back and bridged so far that the top of her
head was touching the ground. "Stop before you get to my boobs, Tommy." He did
as told. 'Okay, now you're going to sit on my abs with your hands behind your
back, and hold on only by scissoring my trunk. Don't worry about squeezing too
hard. You can't hurt me. You're going to lick my nipples clean. I'll probably
orgasm again if your tongue is good. You have all the advantage and leverage,
I have none. Let's see if you can stay on when I cum."

Pam watched in total rapture as this amazing display of strength took place.
Tommy held onto Tamara's powerful torso with all the strength his legs could
muster. She didn't even seem to notice. He started licking her nipples, and
she started moaning and writhing. Soon she was bucking her body like a bronco.
Tommy was having a hard time, but kept at his task. The top of Tamara's head
and her shins were the only things touching the ground, intentionally leaving
her arms lying passively and unused. All her movements were from that awesome
core that banged out 300 plus upside down crunches a mere hour ago. As she
came, her torso threw Tommy off her and onto the matted floor with a thud. She
continued to twitch, rising up to just her toes and the top of her head as she
peaked. She looked over at Pam, who herself was in the throes of ecstasy.
Tommy laid on the mat wondering what was next for him, clearly in awe, but
clearly scared.

Finally, Tamara settled down. She laid on her back, her eyes closed, breathing
slowly and deeply, her body a symphony of muscular movement even in repose.
"Tommy?" She quietly called out as if she didn't know where he was. He seemed
relieved by her tone of voice, thinking his ordeal was over. "Tommy?"

"Yes, my love."

"Eat me now," she quietly ordered as she spread her legs. Tommy got down
between her legs and began to lick and suck. Once again this inexhaustible
sexual animal started to buck and writhe. Suddenly she snaked her legs between
Tommy's arms and body, locking them around his torso, just holding him in
place, that is until the next orgasm started, then the squeezing started, and
got more intense. Tommy was clearly in pain, but kept dutifully licking. As
she peaked, she lifted Tommy, completely off the floor, and squeezed until he
passed out, but it seemed as though she wasn't putting any energy into her
squeeze, only her climax. She started swinging her legs to the left and the
right, slamming his unconscious body to the mat on one side of her, then the
other. When she finished, she looked over at Tommy's prone body, then pushed
him away with her foot and got up, and sauntered over to Pam.

"God, Tammy Baby, I might still be bigger than you and could probably still
beat you, but I'll never match the sexuality or the animal magnetism that
oozes out of every pore of your being. I can't control myself when I see you
in action, and I don't think anyone with a pulse could." Tamara stood over the
Pam, who was seated on the floor. She spread her legs slightly and put her
hands, rather her fists, on her hips. Pam started to caress Tamara's silky
smooth but rock hard legs. Tamara started to moan once again. Pam looked up to
see the expression on Tamara's face, but all she could see was those gravity
defying breasts sitting high and proud on pecs that were now capable of a
bench press to rival Pam's own. Tamara slowly melted down to Pam's level and
the girls fondled and caressed each other in total appreciation of each
other's femininity, beauty, sensuality strength and sexuality.

"Tammy, Baby, I might be the favored wrestler that everyone's coming to see at
the states, but I have the feeling I'm going to be upstaged and everyone will
be leaving, talking about you."

"No, they'll be talking about both of us, hopefully Jilly, too. And I do love
her, but you know she's not in our league. I hope that didn't sound mean, I
mean, I know she's way stronger than the average girl or even guy, but you and
I are way stronger than strong guys and we have 2 of the hottest bodies on the
planet."

"Thanks babe, but I've never made guys cum without anything even touching
their dicks."

Tommy was starting to come around. "Excuse me for a few more minutes, Pammy
girl." Tommy sat up, wiping the cobwebs from his eyes. Tamara crawled towards
him like a big cat stalking its prey, Tommy noticing her with total fear in
his eyes. As she got to him, she rose up on her knees and he leaned away from
her in abject terror. "Tommy, I'm trying not to sound arrogant here, but in
less than a year I've turned myself, with Pam's guidance, from a female
athlete, stronger than most, but nothing special like Pam here, into an
absolutely physically superior being. I've worked hard, eaten right, and seem
to have the genetics for it. It matters not that I'm female. A muscle is a
muscle, and if it's developed to the optimum of shape and power and strength
on a woman, it's going to perform much better than a merely well developed
muscle on a man. And it doesn't hurt that the whole package is very, very hot.
You're a state champion wrestler and yet tonight I proved beyond the shadow of
a doubt that you still have no chance against me. You shouldn't be embarrassed
about that.

"You are the most amazing human being I have ever seen. You've almost caught
up to Pam in less than a year and you're so hot I ejaculated without any
direct stimulus even as I was in great pain. You are a goddess and I worship
the ground you walk on."

"Have you learned your lesson?..... Nod your head??Lie down." He did as told.
He had gone soft while being thrashed around like a rag doll. Tamara lovingly
spread his legs and started rubbing her perfect breasts on his dick which
responded very quickly. When it was full erect, she moved her lips to it and
engulfed his member in her mouth. She swirled her tongue around it, sucked on
it, swirled some more. This time it was his turn to arch his back that's how
hard he came. Tamara swallowed every drop. She looked over at Pam and winked.
"Can't waste high quality protein." Tommy stayed on his back, clearly
completely exhausted from the workout, the wrestling practice and the sexual
maelstrom that he had been through. Tamara got back on her knees between his
legs. His member had deflated relatively quickly probably due to his
exhaustion. Tamara's hair was wet and matted, hanging down over her eyes, but
that just added to the sexual allure of this beautiful creature. Unbelievably,
she still looked like she had plenty of energy left.

Speaking to both Tommy and Pam, "I wanna see if I'm as hot as Pam insists I
am. Tommy, I see you've lost your wood already, probably because I've worn you
out. And you just came, less than one minute ago. You have a pulse, but
barely." She laughed out loud. "Just lie there, and under no conditions touch
me or yourself. Do you understand? Nod your head." She then started to perform
for Tommy (and Pam) running her hands up and down her body, over her ridged
abs, tracing her fingertips along her devil's horns and down to her pussy,
sticking her finger in, then licking it off. Cupping her breasts, and pinching
her nipples, she moved down past her pussy to her remarkable legs, massaging
them and feeling them. Around to her rock hard glutes then jumping to her
biceps, tracing that vein up and over her capped shoulder, then back down to
her perfect tits. Tommy's exhausted member had shown new life right away, and
as her demonstration of self fondling went on his member got harder and
harder. He went to reach for it, almost involuntarily. "No, no, Tommy." This
demonstration went on for a few more minutes, with Tamara staring at Tommy the
whole time, moaning writhing with her touches to herself. Pam looked on with
delight. She knew that Tamara was about to prove to herself that she was the
hottest creature imaginable. Finally, Tamara could no longer put off the
inevitable. She came extremely hard without touching her pussy, just her
muscles. As she came in waves, she screamed with delight and watched as Tommy,
completely untouched, shot a load of semen almost 2 feet into the air. Pam had
decided to do her own experiment, not touching herself either while watching
this whole scene. She came long and hard too, with no manual stimulation, just
her eyes watching her friend.

"I did it, I did it," squealed Tamara. "I guess I am somewhat hot after all.
Tommy, how was that?"

"Unbelievable," he whispered, not having enough strength left to speak in a
normal voice. Tamara still had not had enough. She jumped forward from her
knees and straddled Tommy's body, immediately impaling herself on his still
hard member. "Tamara, no, you smoked me in our workout, then you dominated me
while we were practicing, you destroyed me with your out of this world wrestle
fucking. I've ejaculated 3 times, twice within the last ten minutes. I have
nothing left."

"Leave it to me. Remember the first time we wrestle fucked? I had you lie
perfectly still 'till I gave the word then you pushed back as we came. Just do
that again. But I won't give you the word 'cause I know you've got no energy
left to push back with. And it probably wouldn't matter if you did. I'm so
much stronger than you that pushing back would get you nowhere. So, just lie
there baby." Tamara started to squeeze and relax her cunt muscles, which were
as well developed as the rest of her muscles. She once again put on a show for
Tommy and Pam, this time concentrating solely on her breasts. For the 3rd time
in less than ten minutes, a totally destroyed Tommy ejaculated hard. Tamara
could feel how much cum had shot into her. The revelation that she could
sexually overwhelm him this much was more than she could handle. She went to a
new sexual height herself. She grapevined the poor boy's legs and started
pounding away relentlessly with pelvic thrusts, while slamming her tits back
and forth on his face. She came violently 2, 3, 4 times, almost one right on
top of the other. Tommy was once again unconscious. Pam knew she was
witnessing something truly unbelievable. But she snapped to her senses. She
had to stop Tamara before she really hurt Tommy. Pam went over to pull Tamara
away.

"You're hurting him Tammy. Stop. Stop." She finally managed to get Tamara off
of Tommy.

"Oh, God, I didn't mean to hurt him. Is he alive?" Pam went over to check on
Tommy. His breathing was deep and relaxed. His dick was puffy and red, but
unhurt. He had bruises all over his naked body, but miraculously no broken
bones. Tamara stood next to them as Pam checked him out. She was clearly
worried. Her muscles were more pumped than they were after their workout, her
nipples were erect, and her labia was puffy from so much stimulation. Every
breath made her muscles tighten then relax. She was covered in sweat. She
positively oozed animal sexuality.

"He's fine, a bit beat up." Pam glanced up at Tamara, then looked back at her
again. "God, girl you are the most awesome creature on the face of the earth.
I can't hold a candle next to you. You know you also made me cum just by
watching you, no touching or anything. I'm getting moist just looking at you
right now."

"I still got some left, if you want to go at it, Pam, dear."

Tommy stirred. He looked up at Pam. "Am I alright?"

Yeah, you'll be fine." Then Pam watched Tommy's eye slowly drift towards
Tamara. As he focused on her body and face, his dick, so overused, immediately
sprang back to life. Pam looked up at Tamara. "See what I mean?"

They picked Tommy up and took him to the shower. "Join us, Pam." She didn't
need to be asked twice. She stripped down and the girls helped Tommy into the
shower, gently washing him up and down. Tamara drove him home. "Tommy, I'm
sorry if I hurt you."

"You just really do get into sex. I'm a great athlete, in great shape, but I
am nothing compared to you. I think you turn yourself on as much as you turn
everyone else on. And I can't blame you. You're the hottest. And you're so
fucking strong. You seem to get stronger as you go on, while everyone else
runs out of energy. I think you can beat that guy, you know, that 180 lb.
monster. And if we can find a way to get you sexually turned on before the
match, you'll kill him."

The tournament started 2 weeks later. Jill got knocked out in the second
round, but considering that she had been a long distance running waif less
than a year ago, she had a lot to be proud of. Billie and Josh made it to the
third round, then both got knocked out, Billie to a girl who had come from a
gymnastics background and was good enough to make it to the finals before she
lost. Josh got pinned by the eventual champion of his class.

Tommy, all healed from his sexual encounter with Tamara, seemed on a mission.
He felt he had to prove something to himself. He won every match by pin in the
first period. He was fresh going into the finals. He hadn't paid much
attention to anything going on around him except his matches, and when he had
a chance, Tamara's. When he got to the finals, he found out that his opponent
had also won all his matches by pin, though not first rounders like Tommy. He
retained his title, but not by a pin. The match went a grueling 3 rounds with
Tommy barely squeaking by with a single point win.

Tamara had gone back to being covered up as much as possible underneath her
singlet for her matches. Pam noticed. She figured Tamara would wait till the
finals to wear her sexy outfit. She breezed her way through the rounds,
winning every match by a pin, though not always in the first period. (Pam
found out later that Tamara was letting the matches go on longer than
necessary. She probably could have won every single one within the first half
minute if she wanted.)

The monster, his name was Stan, had crushed all his opposition quickly, first
round massacres every one of them. When he found out his opponent was a girl,
he laughed out loud. "Must have been an easy bracket filled with pansy
faggots," he said loud enough that Tamara overheard. When it was time for
their finals match, Stan was nowhere to be found. The officials decided it
wouldn't be cool to have a forfeit in the championship round, but they
deferred to Coach Horne, as are the rules. Coach glanced over at Tamara. One
look from her and he knew what to say. "She wants to wrestle."

They decided to skip the 180 and hold the next match, Pam's. Word had gotten
around about the two girls. Tamara had gotten her weight up to 169, all the
new weight, dense muscle, so she was only 10 lbs. less than Stan. But everyone
was really chomping at the bit to see this young woman who at 178 lbs. was
wrestling some guy who outweighed her by 37 lbs. So Pam wound up wrestling
before Tamara. She came out with "their" outfit, the sportsbra, thong over
singlet and the pink kneesocks. She then proceeded to show everyone that she
deserved to be there. The match was hard fought and fast paced, with Pam
finally pinning her opponent right at the very end of the second round.

There was still no sign of Stan. So they held the heavyweight contest. One guy
weighed a hundred pounds more than the other, and in a snoozer, he pinned the
other poor guy, just with his weight alone. In the meantime, Pam went to take
a shower. When no one was watching, Tamara slipped away and went into the
girl's locker room. There was no one else around. The other gymnast girl who
had made it to the finals was long gone. Tamara stripped and joined Pam in the
shower. "Pam, this guy Stan is an asshole. I don't want to beat him, I want to
humiliate him. We've got to make love right now to get me going." They did,
Pam servicing Tamara right there in the shower. Suddenly there was a knock at
the door. "Your match is up in a few minutes Tamara." It was Coach Horne's
voice.

As she was coming out to the arena area, she overheard Stan say to his coach
that he was sorry he had disappeared for a while. "I figured when that bitch
found out she was wrestling me, she'd forfeit." Just more fuel for the fire.

Tamara came out, still wearing that baggy long sleeve t-shirt. "She's all
business till the end," thought a surprised Pam. The first round went by with
neither Tamara nor Stan able to get an advantage 'till he shot a leg at the
very end of the round and got 2 points. Pam really thought that Tamara had
slowed down, allowing Stan to get the hold. She couldn't be getting tired. She
never gets tired. Something's up. A strategy. The second round started with
Stan in the up position. He spent the entire 2 minutes trying to get something
going, but to no avail. But then neither did Tamara. As the round ended,
Tamara sprung to her feet and bounded to the bench. "Coach, he's getting
tired. He's not used to going a full match. Then she turned and winked at Pam.
Pam had come back out to watch the match wearing her tight running shorts and
tanktop without a bra, 'cause she knew that that attire always got Tamara hot.
It did. Tamara smiled at Pam, reached down to briefly touched her crotch so
only Pam could see, then pulled off her singlet. She had another singlet on
underneath, but cut much higher in the legs, right up to her beautiful butt.
The thong was back, as were the pink kneesocks. Then, she glanced over at Pam
once more and took off her long sleeve t-shirt.

"Damn, Girlfriend, you've outdone yourself yet again," thought Pam. Tamara had
taken her babydoll tshirt, cut it in half down the middle, and then tied it
back together. Her firm ones stuck straight out, nipples clearly evident. All
the weight she had gained over the past five weeks had all gone to her arms
and shoulders which were now as big as Pam's. She was so hot, and she knew it.
She watched Pam's hand go absent mindedly down to her shorts. At that moment,
Pam knew that Tamara knew that the tone of the match was about to change.

Since Stan was still ahead on points, Tamara would have to assume the down
position again. As she walked onto the mats, the crowd went wild. Between her
rendezvous with Pam in the locker room, and then seeing Pam in her tight
workout attire, then stripping down, seeing the effect on Pam and hearing the
effect on the crowd, Tamara was getting to that level of arousal and strength
that would soon turn a close match into a humiliating route. She could feel
her strength and energy levels rising. She waved and smiled to the crowd as
she trotted out to the center. Just before she went to the down position, she
whipped off her headpiece and threw it to the side, shaking out her beautiful
hair. The crowd loved it. She got down. Stan got in position. "You're a hot
bitch, but you're still a bitch." The ref immediately stopped the match.

"Miss, I can disqualify him right now if you say so."

"No, it's alright." The ref blew the whistle and in a burst of power and
speed, Tamara reversed Stan as easily as she had Tommy two weeks ago. She had
him pinned, but before the ref could slap the mat, she let him up and jumped
to her feet. The ref had to give Stan points for an escape even though
everyone, Stan included, knew that there was no escape and that the match
could have been over. But, Tamara had other things in mind. She looked over at
Pam, then Tommy and smiled widely. The ref signaled for them to start again,
when they locked up, Tamara quickly, started to fall backward, and turning
suddenly to one side, flung Stan all the way across the mat and out of bounds.
Stan really got pissed. He came right back, and as he dove for her legs, she
grabbed him around the waist, picked him up and spun him upside down, slamming
him to the mats on his back with frightening force. The total destruction and
humiliation had begun. It was an illegal move, and the ref had to penalize Pam
and give points to Stan, but she didn't really care. She knew how this match
was going to end. She toyed with him the rest of the match, at times twisting
him like a pretzel, other times allowing him to get her in a hold and then
powering out like he had the strength of a small child by comparison to her.
Late in the match, he was on his stomach and she was on top of him facing the
other way. She had his legs under control with her arms. He had his arms on
her legs, but he had no control. Her crotch was right on the back of his head,
so she masturbated herself with his head as she held him in place. Only 4
people knew what had happened just then, Tamara and Stan knew what she had
done to him, as did Tommy and Pam.

"That should take her strength level up another notch," Pam whispered to
Tommy. Then they watched as Tamar began to pull Stan's legs toward his chest,
folding him in half upside down. Then, in another remarkable display of brute
strength, she let go with one hand, holding him in that position with just one
arm. She grabbed one of Stan's arms and pulled it up into the human ball that
she was slowly turning him into. Then she did the same thing with the other
arm. She had his entire body completely within her arms now. In an instant she
turned herself around so they were facing the same way, Tamara still on his
back, Stan still rolled into a ball. She moaned loudly, the spun to the side.
When they stopped spinning, she was in a wrestler's bridge, but her head was
way up off the floor. She was arched backwards as far as she could go, with
her feet touching the mat, and Stan's shoulders and the back of his head the
only other thing touching. The ref slapped the mat and it was over. She leaped
to her feet, her powerful arms up in the air.

Stan stayed laying in a ball, almost a fetal position for a few minutes.
Tamara pulled the straps of her singlet down to her waist so everyone could
see more of the power in that amazing body. She stood quietly with her eyes
closed, her veiny arms hanging at her sides, her chest heaving, in her own
world, pondering what she had accomplished in less than a year. She came out
of her reverie when she felt the ref's hand on her wrists to raise her arm in
victory. She opened her eyes and ears to see and hear everyone going
absolutely crazy, crazy for her. As she looked around, her eyes came in
contact with Stan's hate filled face. "You only won because you had an easy
bracket."

"You are a pathetic loser. I destroyed you. I could have pinned you in the
first minute of the match, but I wanted to give the audience its money's
worth."

"I'm gonna get you, you fucking bitch."

Tamara just laughed and walked over to a massive group hug from Pam, Tommy,
Jill & Coach Horne. "I told you you'd upstage me. I'm so proud of you," gushed
Pam. The girls went back to the locker room so Tamara could shower.

When they got into where the benches are, Tamara suddenly slammed Pam up
against a locker, and pulled her tank up over her head. She began sucking and
licking Pam's boobs. Then she grabbed Pam's arms and spread them out to the
sides, but kept sucking and licking Pam's beautiful globes until she climaxed.
"That was just a small thanks for everything you've done for me this last
year. You've changed my life, and probably the lives of a bunch of other
people as well. Thank you more than I can ever say. Seeing these breasts in
that tanktop really kept me going all match. Whenever I wanted to take it to
the next level in that third round, I'd look over at your awesome tits." They
laughed. Then they hugged and cried, tears of joy, tears of relief, and for
Pam, still some tears of unhappiness, although Tamara wasn't aware that Pam
still had unfinished business in her life. "Pam, Baby, I need to spend some
time tonight with Tommy."

"No problem, Baby. I'll see you tomorrow anyway. That's another thing you got
on me, at least sometimes. I'm exhausted and just want to go to bed, but I
think the night's young for you. Don't hurt him."

"I was trying to teach him a lesson."

"Yeah, baby but even after the lesson was taught, you lost it completely."

"I gotta find an outlet for all this pent up sexual energy I have. My strength
and my libido feed on each other."

"Well, tonight, find a way to control it. Remember this was his night too."

"You're right. I will."