DENNY KANE'S AMAZONS
By Stu
Denny and big, black Dellah get to know each other, he witnesses powerful amazons in a brutal fight, and he gets raped - twice.



WARNING!!! THIS STORY CONTAINS SCENES OF EXPLICIT SEX AND VIOLENCE.
IF YOU ARE A MINOR, OR WOULD BE DISTURBED BY THIS, DO NOT READ IT.
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A story about a 5 ft 9 inches tall, 145lbs and skinny, white, 32
year old male who can't resist hunting for big, powerful amazon 
women, and especially enjoys meeting big, sexy black girls.

On reading through the alt.amazon-women.admirers newsgroup one day,
he came across a posting recommending a little known island in the
Caribbean, as a place to find amazon women galore. He went there and 
met Dellah, the girl of his dreams...black, beautiful, 22 years old,
6ft 2 inches tall... and a massive 265lbs of awesome muscle!

Dellah became his girlfriend.

This is the story of their relationship, eventually returning to 
London and living together, and making return visits to Kaluga, where
they get into all sorts of adventures!

PRELUDE 2

As Denny stood in the shower thinking about his first meeting with 
Dellah, it occured to him that he was fortunate to have met her at all.
If Jaunita had finished him off in his hotel room, it would have been 
all over before he had ever laid his eyes on her. And now he was in a 
situation in which Dellah was almost certainly going to kill him with
her bare hands herself, because he had been senseless enough to 
two-time her once too often.

How idiotic he had been, he thought. Dellah was really a nice, kind
person, and they had got on so well together during their relationship.
It took quite a lot to get her angry, but each time he had cheated on
her, her anger had grown progressively worse. It had been a close thing
the last time  - she had almost killed him then. There was absolutely 
no question in his mind that she would finish the job properly this 
time. Just one of her great brown hands clamped around his scrawny neck
would be all that was needed for her to throttle the life out of him in
just a few seconds. Or she might crush his skinny frame to a mush 
between her awesomely muscled, 37 inch dark mahogany thighs.

Yes, he had been very silly indeed, he thought, as he remembered fondly
how their relationship had developed, following their first meeting in
Kaluga...

CHAPTER 2

"Hi!" Dellah stood up and greeted Denny from behind her reception desk
in the gym. "I'm surprised to see you here!"

Denny was confused. This was the first time he had laid eyes on Dellah,
and he was still recovering from his surprise and amazement at
encountering yet another huge black amazon, so soon after his narrow
escape from death or serious injury with Jaunita. "Er, um, I'm not sure
what you mean," he replied.

Dellah smiled. "Well, when I saw you entering the lift last night with
Jaunita, I feared that you would end up as another one of her victims."

"You mean - you saw us?" he asked in astonishment.

"Yes. I would have warned you, but I couldn't get to you before the 
lift doors closed. Once that happened, I couldn't warn you because I
had no way of knowing what room you were staying in. There are over a
thousand rooms in this hotel. I was some way away from the lifts when
you went in and I ran across to them to see if I could see from the
indicators what floor you had got out at, but by the time I got there 

it was too late. The lift was already on its way back down." Dellah
moved round to the front of the desk and stood next to Denny. "I'm
relieved that you are okay. Have you come to use the gym?" She looked
up and down at his skinny frame and grinned. "You look like you could
make good use of it!"

Now that Dellah was standing next to him, Denny had a chance to have a
good look at his would-be rescuer. Even though she was wearing training
shoes, he could see that she was at least as tall as Jaunita, if not 
taller, and she towered over him by a good five inches. He didn't have 
a clear view of her muscles because of the track-suit she was wearing, 
but even so she looked like she was very powerfully built indeed. She
had a lovely face with big brown eyes and sensuous looking, thick lips.
She looked quite young, about 21 or 22. She had extremely broad 
shoulders. Her track-suit top was pushed outwards very prominently at
the bust, so her breasts, although completely hidden, looked as though 
they were large and shapely. Her hair was tied in a knot above her head
in a similar style to Jaunita's. Her voice sounded English, possibly a 
London accent. How ironic, he thought, that he should travel all this 
distance to meet such a desirable woman, if she originated from just a 
few miles away from his home.

"Er, well, no I don't think I want to use the gym at the moment," he 
replied, "I was on my way to get some breakfast and just thought I'd
have a quick look in on my way past. Maybe I'll come back afterwards." 


"Sure," Dellah replied. "You're welcome at any time."

"Thanks," said Denny. "And thanks for trying to save me last night. You
must already know Jaunita then, sounds like she's got a bad reputation 
around here."

"Oh I know her alright. I wouldn't say she has a bad reputation, because 
the authorities on this island don't really care too much what people get 
up to. As long as they're raking in the money from the gambling and porn 
they're not that worried. But I'm certain she has murdered guys like you 
in the past. Some men have been found beaten to a pulp in their rooms and 
all their money stolen. In almost every case, she was seen in the hotel 
the night before, talking to the men involved. Looks like you got off 
lightly - what's that cut on your lip? Did she do that?"

He nodded, and gave Dellah a brief resume of the events of the previous
evening. 

Dellah walked back around to the rear of her desk and brought out a
medical kit. She opened the lid and drew out a tube of antiseptic
cream. "That looks nasty," she said, "I think we'd better put some of
this on it." She squeezed some cream onto her fingertip, stood next to
Denny again and gently smeared the cream onto his lip.

"Thanks...Dellah." said Denny when she had finished. His lip was
beginning to swell up slightly, and his jaw still throbbed from 
Jaunita's haymaker punch that had laid him out cold the night before.
"She doesn't work out in this gym by any chance does she?" 

"No way!" Dellah responded. "I would never let her through the door. 
I've no idea what gym she uses, but it's certainly not this one. The
way she's carrying on, I think it's only a matter of time before she
and I settle a few things." She clenched a massive brown fist in front 
of her, and Denny felt a familiar stirring in his loins as his cock
lurched upwards. The very idea of these two enormous, muscular black
amazons going at each other in a fight was just too much. He certainly
wouldn't have fancied being the person who had to try to separate them!

"Hey, be careful!" he said, concerned, "Jaunita's one tough lady you 
know..."

"Oh, I'm not afraid of her!" came Dellah's quick retort, "I can look
after myself and I can take her any time. I don't think "lady" is quite
the right word for her - BITCH more like!"

Denny didn't doubt for one moment that Dellah could handle herself in a
fight. She looked quite capable of flattening anybody. His concern was
because, even though he had only just met her for the first time, he
was already experiencing quite strong feelings for her, not just as his

ideal amazon woman, but as a person. She was vivacious and had a lovely
personality he felt. "Well, I was just off to get some breakfast..." he
started to bid his farewells... "I might pop back afterwards," he said 
again, knowing in his own mind that there was no "might" about it - he 
was DEFINITELY going to come back afterwards!

"Hey, mind if I come with you? I haven't eaten either yet this 
morning!"

Dellah's question took Denny totally by surprise. "S-sure...I don't
mind. It's interesting talking to you..."

"Ok, let's go then." said Dellah.

Denny was both surprised and pleased that Dellah was going to accompany
him to breakfast. He was enjoying her company. Now he would have an
opportunity to talk to her further.

Dellah picked up a telephone receiver from her desk, and selected some
buttons on the handset. "Hi, Francine? It's Dellah. Mind keeping an eye
on the gym while I get some breakfast and do a bit of shopping? I'll be
back later. Great - thanks sweetheart - see you later!"

"By the way," Dellah asked as they made their way into the corridor,
"What's your name? You don't have a name badge like I've got!"

"I'm Denny," he replied. "Pleased to meet you." He extended his hand,
which almost disappeared as it was swallowed up by Dellah's huge palm
as they shook hands.

They made their way along the corridor, towards the restaurant where
Denny had eaten the previous evening. There were nothing like as many
people around as there had been the night before, just one or two
people sitting at the poolside bar and a couple of women swimming in
the pool itself. As they passed the entrance to the casino though,
Denny could see through the open doorway that the gamblers had not lost
interest - there were still plenty of people feeding slot-machines like 
there was no tomorrow.

They entered the restaurant and sat opposite each other at a table near
the window. Zulaya, the big, beautiful, muscular Nigerian waitress that 
had served Denny the last time was nowhere to be seen. A young, 
dark-haired Spanish male waiter brought them the menus. 

"Thanks, Manuel." said Dellah as she opened the menu in front of her.

"Manuel?!" thought Denny as he took his menu, reminding him of another
waiter of the same name, from a certain notorious hotel in a famous TV 
series. This waiter even looked a bit like him!

They both chose the set breakfast, along with fruit juice and a pot of
tea. They had an interesting conversation over breakfast. Dellah told
Denny that she did indeed originate from Denny's own "back yard," from 
Brixton, in South London in fact. She came to Kaluga about two years 
previously when she heard through the grapevine that Mr X was looking 
for personal trainers for his gyms.

"Have you ever met this Mr X?" Denny inquired, "he seems pretty 
mysterious from what I've read about him."

"No, I've never met him," Dellah replied, "at least, not as far as I
know. Not many people actually know what he looks like. He likes to be
able to enjoy the nightlife in his own city without being recognised, I

guess. People say he's a master of disguise, and has four or five
different guises."

"Well, does he live on Kaluga then, or what?"

"He does have a mountain retreat at the north of the island, but only
a few select people are able to get anywhere near the place. It's
surrounded by the elite members of his security force."

"I guess that's so he can keep an eye on his turtles, is it?" asked
Denny, half jokingly.

Dellah smiled. "Oh, you've heard about those! Well yes, that quite
likely is the reason why he built the place there. One side of his 
house looks out over the lagoon where they lay their eggs."

The conversation continued for a while about Mr X. "Is it true there
are no guns on this island, then?" Denny asked.

"Only Mr X and his closest aides are allowed to carry guns," replied

Dellah. "He wanted to avoid problems for his security force keeping
order in the city. It works pretty well. The only real problems are
outside the city. A lot of people get robbed, raped and murdered out
there. It's very dangerous once you get beyond the city area."

"Yeah, I read about that on an Internet web page." Denny related to
Dellah all that he had read on the Kaluga web site.

"Well, what you read there is all true," said Dellah. "This island can
be a very dangerous place indeed."

As they talked over breakfast, Denny felt that he was becoming more and
more attracted to Dellah, both physically, by his cock erecting itself
relentlessly in his shorts as he studied the massively broad-shouldered,
towering, Afro-Caribbean female form sitting before him, and mentally,
as he was simply enjoying her company. He could only guess at the size of
her muscles, hidden as they were by the track-suit she wore over her huge
frame, and his mind boggled as he wondered how big they were. Dellah's 
bubbly personality was so attractive to him also, however, that he found 
himself concentrating more on what she had to say than working out her
mysterious physical attributes.

They talked about Jaunita again. Dellah said that she suspected that
Jaunita was responsible for a total of eleven murders over the last
four months. Five of her victims had been beaten to death, four were
strangled, one had his neck broken and one was found with his ribcage
completely crushed in, as though it had been squeezed in a giant vice.
Denny shuddered at this point as he realised that Jaunita's awesome,
tree-trunk black thighs were probably responsible...

"You should be careful in future!" Dellah said as they paid their bill
and got up to leave. "Enjoy your holiday while you're here, but watch
your step!"

"Yeah, I guess so." Denny replied, knowing inside that he would very
much like to get Dellah herself back to his room, and she looked just
as capable as Jaunita, if not more so, of crushing the life out of him,
or smashing him into oblivion if she wanted to! More than that, he 
really felt a strong desire to get to know Dellah a lot better. They 
seemed to get on very well with each other during the short time they 
had known each other. As they walked together along the corridor 
towards the gym, with Dellah towering over him at his side, he 
wondered if he should ask her for a date. Amazingly, she made the 
decision for him!

She turned and smiled at him as they reached the gym entrance. "Say
Denny, do you like dancing?" she inquired out of the blue.

"Well, er, yes I do actually..." he answered in surprise. 

Well I love it and I know a great place to go. Fancy coming along with
me tomorrow evening? If you like dancing you'll love this place!" 

Denny couldn't believe his ears. It didn't take long for him to agree!
"S-sure, I'd love to. W-where is this place?" he asked, not really
caring where it was, it just seemed a suitable thing to say.

"Oh it's a place outside the hotel. It's a great nightclub where live
African bands play. I think you'll enjoy it. How about meeting me in
the hotel foyer at eight tomorrow evening? We can walk there, it's not
very far."

"Okay then, I'll see you at eight," came his delighted reply.

"Right then, see you there!" said Dellah. "Look, I'm off now to do some
shopping and sort out some business I have to attend to. I won't be
back in the gym until later. If you want to use the gym why don't you 
go in and try it out? Feel free to use any of the equipment you want,
after all, it's all included in the cost of the hotel! See you tomorrow
then...bye!"


"Bye!" said Denny, watching Dellah's massive form as she rounded the
corner ahead, heading for the hotel exit. He felt as though he was
walking on air as he entered the gym. Events certainly seemed to be
moving in his favour at the moment!


"Hi again!" came a lovely Canadian voice as he entered the foyer of the
gym. 


Denny was shaken out of his daydreams and looked across at the desk.
Francine, the beautiful, redheaded, freckled receptionist was standing
behind the desk, dressed in her hotel uniform. She looked as alluring 
as ever. "Oh, hello Francine," he replied, remembering that Dellah had 
asked her to look after the gym. "How are you this morning?"

"Just fine thanks. Hope you like our gym!"

"Yeah, thanks. Thought I'd give it a try." he cheerily remarked as he 
made his way through the doorway into the gym itself.
 
There were not many people inside the gym. A couple of overweight men 
were sweating out reps on lat pulldown machines, and a fairly 
attractive, auburn haired young woman was pedalling away on a cycling
machine, clocking up the "mileage" and registering her "speed" on a
computerised readout meter attached to the handlebars.

Denny was not a regular gym user back home in London. Although he kept
himself fairly fit by cycling to work, golf and occasional swimming, he
had only been inside a gym on one occasion a few years previously, when
some work colleagues had persuaded him to go with them. On that visit 
he had only used the cycling and rowing machines. Consequently he 
didn't have a clue how to use any of the complicated looking equipment 
that he was now surrounded by, or what sort of exercises he should do 
as a beginner. Feeling slightly embarrassed, he made his way to a corner 
of the gym where a selection of dumbells were stacked in a large metal 
rack against the wall. He optimistically grasped a 50lb dumbell and
attempted to lift it out of the rack, but with one hand he could hardly
budge it! He just managed to lift it out using both hands, and let it 
drop to the floor with a loud "clang." Sitting down on a long wooden
bench nearby, he grasped hold of the dumbell again with his right hand
and rolled it towards him along the floor. Straining, he was just able 
to lift it from the floor. He attempted to curl it upwards, but 
realised immediately that this weight was much too heavy for him! His
scrawny right arm was totally unable to even begin the curl and he 
plonked the dumbell back down on the floor.

Standing up again, he went to the rack and this time selected a 20lb
dumbell. This was considerably easier for him - he was even able to
remove it from the rack with one hand. He sat himself back down on the
bench and began curling the weight up and down, his bicep bulging to
its full meagre eleven and a half inches as he did so. After just four
reps however, even this modest weight made his arm too tired and he was
unable to manage a fifth. He had just put the dumbell down on the floor
when he heard the sound of female voices approaching! 

"I zink I vill start viz a few dumbell curls. Vot about you?"

"Ok Sonya, that'll do to begin with."

Looking up, Denny took a sharp intake of breath at the sight of the two
girls approaching him, and his rod lurched spontaneously in his shorts.
One was a beautiful, statuesque, muscular black girl who he recognised 
immediately as Zulaya, the waitress who had served him his meal in the 
restaurant the previous evening. The other, a very attractive blonde, he
realised after a couple of seconds was the powerfully built security 
guard who had frisked him on his arrival in the ferry terminal. They 
looked absolutely stunning! They were both wearing brief shorts, training
shoes and white gym socks, which they wore rolled thickly down to the 
ankles. Their incredible-looking legs looked dick-hardeningly sexy,
revealed beautifully by their tight shorts, which clinged gloriously to 
their shapely butts. 

Zulaya wore a leopard-skin pattern, matching pair of lycra shorts and 
tight sports bra, revealing her very powerful looking upper body. The bra
was thrust outwards by her melon-like black breasts, the upper surface of
which were bared by it's brief cups. Her long, thick, muscular brown legs 
tapered curvaciously down from beneath her shorts and into her socks and 
gym shoes. The leopard-skin pattern of her shorts and bra contrasted 
sexily with her bulging ebony muscles. At a height of about 5ft-10ins and
a weight of about 190lbs, she looked very intimidating and very beautiful. 

Sonya, her long, strawberry-blonde hair tied, schoolgirl-like, into impish
pigtails, looked frighteningly powerful. At about 5ft-7ins, she was not
as tall as Zulaya but she made up for that in bulk. Denny reckoned she
must weigh over 200 pounds. Great, bulging, suntanned arm and leg muscles
burst out from beneath her short-sleeved, white cotton gym vest and brief
denim cutoffs.

"Hey, hi again!" greeted Zulaya as she noticed Denny sitting there.
Turning to Sonya, she remarked: "he was in the restaurant yesterday..."

"Ya!" Sonya replied, "I remember 'im too. 'E only arrived 'ere
yesterday. I searched 'im at ze ferry terminal." She smiled at Denny.
"'Ello again!"

Denny was surprised and flattered that both girls remembered him, even
though they had only met him once. "Hi..." he began nervously.

Before he could get any further with his greeting, Zulaya interrupted him.
"Hey!" She exclaimed, pointing at the dumbells Denny had left on the
floor. "Shouldn't leave those there you know, could be dangerous if
someone trips over them! You should return them to the rack after use."

"Oh, s-sorry," Denny stammered, "I w-wasn't, er, thinking..."

"Don't worry, I'll do it." said Zulaya. Denny watched, open-mouthed in
astonishment, as she stepped across, leaned down and grasped the two
dumbells on the floor. She then picked them both off the floor as though
they weighed nothing, the 20lb dumbell in her left hand and the 50lb
dumbell in her right. Stepping across to the storage racks, she then
hoisted with ease first the 20lb weight into its rack, then amazingly,
the 50lb one. A slight grimace came across her face as she curled the 
weight upwards in her right hand with apparent ease, her big, brown 
biceps flexing and bulging as she did so, before swinging it across into
its rack. Her biceps weren't the only thing that was bulging. Denny's rod
was almost poking through the top of his shorts as he witnessed Zulaya's
display of raw strength. He had been barely able to budge that weight
with both hands, but she had lifted it, almost effortlessly, with just 

one. "Hey, sorry!" exclaimed Zulaya, after she had replaced the dumbells,
"I wasn't thinking...were you in the middle of using one of these?"

"Er, well...no actually..." lied Denny, embarrassed at the thought of
attempting to lift weights in front of these two beautiful, powerful
amazons, and showing how weak he was when compared to them. "I was just
taking a rest. I'll probably be on my way in a moment."

"Oh really? So soon?" Zulaya sounded disappointed. "What are you planning
to do? Anything interesting?"

Denny was almost lost for words. "Er...well, don't know really..." came
his uncertain reply, "I only got here yesterday. I was just gonna have a 
look around, that's all."

"Well, why don't you hang around here for half-an hour or so. Sonya and I
are just gonna do a few exercises, then we'd be happy to show you around,
if you'd like us to that is. Wouldn't we Sonya?"

"Oh Ya! Ya! Dat vould be very nice." Sonya nodded her agreement 
enthusiastically. 

Denny couldn't believe his ears. "Well...um...okay then. That would be

great! Thanks, you're, er, very kind." 

"Oh good!" said Zulaya. "Tell you what...we were gonna go and take a swim
at a beach we know of up-island. Fancy coming with us?"

"Well...yeah thanks! That would be really great!" Came Denny's slightly
blase reply. This vacation was beginning to seem like an incredible dream, 
and he was trying not to wake up. Here were two gorgeous amazons asking 
him to go swimming with them, right out of the blue. You certainly didn't 
seem to have to worry about chat-up lines on this island - the women had 
it all in hand...

"Good!" said Zulaya. "You will enjoy it. The beach is sheltered from the
sun and it doesn't get too hot. At least, not at this time of the day.
We'll just have a little workout here and then we'll go!"

Denny stayed to watch Sonya and Zulaya's "little workout," and was 
witness to the most incredible display of female muscle power he had ever 
seen. They began by doing a series of aerobic warm-up exercises on a
large mat in front of the dumbell rack. The sight of the girls' 
incredible bodies, stretching and straining as they went through their
routine, ensured that his dick remained as stiff as a poker as he sat on
the bench watching them.

On completing their warm-up, they began a series of one arm dumbell 
curls, seated on the bench opposite Denny. He marvelled at their 
magnificent, bulging biceps as they went through their reps, and his
mind boggled at the unbelievable arm strength they displayed, evidenced
by both the weight of the dumbells they were curling and the number of
reps they completed. Zulaya started with 30lb weights, finishing with
ten reps with 70lb weights, whilst Sonya began with 40lb and finished,
incredibly, with ten reps at 80lb and a further five reps at 95lb!

The two amazons then made their way to the squat area, and Denny could
tell from the exercises they performed that they weren't just strong in
their arms - they were both incredibly powerful in their whole bodies.
Sonya started with ten reps at 400lb, ending with five reps at 550lb,
whilst Zulaya displayed awesome strength, starting at ten reps with 450lb, 
ending with a full eight reps at 650lb!

After the squats it was time for leg presses, and Denny was treated to
an extraordinary demonstration of female thigh power, the like of which
he had never seen. The girls had a competition amongst themselves to see 
who could press the most weight. Zulaya just came out on top, with five 
reps at an incredible 1600lbs! Sonya came pretty close, managing five reps 
at 1550lbs. The front of Denny's shorts stood out like a tent-pole as he
watched their mighty, rippling thighs and calves flexing with the strain 
of pushing those scarily heavy weights. 

"Okay then!" said Zulaya, standing by the side of the leg press machine
after they had completed their workout. "Let's go and swim, shall we? I
need a dip after lifting those weights."

"Ya, me too." agreed Sonya.

"I-I'll have to go and get my towel and swimming trunks..." began Denny.

"Oh don't worry about that!" exclaimed Zulaya, "there's a small beach hut
there that some of us use, and we've got the keys for it. There are  
plenty of clean towels in there. And what on earth do you want swimming
trunks for? We always swim naked..."

Zulaya made her last remark in an almost matter-of-fact way, and Denny
nearly fainted. This dream he was having surely had to end soon...

"Well, let's go then!" said Zulaya, shaking Denny out of his daydream.
"It's about a couple of miles walk from here, along the beach. By the
way, what's your name?"

They all introduced themselves, although Denny knew their names already.

They then made their way out of the gym, past the hotel bar and swimming
pool and along the narrow path, leading past the parasol covered benches 
and tables where Denny had arm wrestled Jaunita the night before, 
towards the beach. They turned left along the sand and headed towards a 
point in the distance where the beach appeared to narrow, and the lines 
of palm trees appeared to get thicker as the jungle closed in towards the 
sea. It was a beautiful day, sunny but not too hot, as this side of the 
island was not as exposed to the sun at this time of day as the other 
side, and the thickening clumps of trees to their left provided some 
shelter. A pleasant breeze blew in the air, gently lapping the breakers 
from the deep blue ocean on to the shore.

As they walked along the beach, Zulaya and Sonya mostly engaged in 
whispered conversation amongst themselves, and Denny wondered what they
could be talking about. Their quiet remarks were interspersed with 
girlish giggles, and barely suppressed bouts of laughter. Denny couldn't
help feasting his eyes on their enticingly sexy, muscular bodies as they
walked along, and he failed to see a large wooden sign standing out of 
the sand as they walked past it. "BEWARE! END OF CITY LIMIT! PROCEED 
FURTHER AT YOUR OWN RISK!" it warned in large red letters.

They eventually came to a point where a narrow path began, leading 
slightly inland from the beach. It led through an area with thick jungle
to the left, the beach and small clumps of trees to the right. As they 
continued along the path, the two women, pushed on by their strong legs 
and engrossed in each other's conversation, drew further ahead of Denny, 
and gradually increased the distance in front of him. He had a 
magnificent view of the two amazons' shapely backsides, as they wiggled 
sensously in front of him, and the rear of their their powerful thighs 
and calves.

They continued to follow the narrow path, the sheltered beach to their
right, the jungle to the left. Denny had fallen about ten yards behind 
Sonya and Zulaya now, as the path widened and merged into a small, 
tree-sheltered inlet. He saw them chattering amongst themselves as they 
crossed onto the wide ring of sand that surrounded a small bay, and 
moved towards the small wooden beach hut he could see in the distance.

As Denny followed them, he suddenly became aware of another human 

presence, detecting movement to one side of him from the corner of his 
eye. Then there came a thrashing noise from the undergrowth, and two young 
women stepped out on the path in front of him, blocking his way. Taken 
totally by surprise, he stood frozen on the path and stared at them.

One of them was a slim blonde girl about 5ft-5ins tall, weighing about
110lbs and dressed in jeans, sneakers and a tee-shirt. The other girl
was much bigger and more menacing looking... a raven-haired, suntanned,
muscular female of Southern Mediterranean appearance, the same height as
Denny at roughly 5ft-9ins and weighing around 180lbs. She was dressed in
red running shorts, trainers and a short-sleeve tee-shirt, exposing her
lean, tanned, athletic limbs beautifully. They both looked to be in 
their early twenties in age. They stood in front of him with their legs
astance and their hands on their hips, looking him up and down. Then the
smaller female spoke. "Okay, mister!" she commanded in an American 
accent, "you better hand over your money!"

"W-what...?" stuttered Denny, as he realised that these girls were about
to mug him.

"Look, DON'T FUCK ABOUT WITH US!" the blonde girl asserted angrily. Then
she turned to the bigger girl. "Darleen...I think you better persuade 
him..."

Darleen just nodded, her dark eyes narrowed, and before he could react,
drove her clenched fist hard into Denny's gut. The force of the punch
drove the breath from him with a "WOOOOSH," and he doubled up on the
ground in pain. "Aarrrgg...oooohhh..." he moaned as he knelt on the
ground, rubbing his stomach with his hand.

Darleen stepped forward and grabbed hold of a handful of Denny's hair in
her left fist. "Aaaaah!!" he yelped in pain as his head was jerked 
upwards. 

"Yeah...right Marcie!" she remarked to the blonde girl as she gripped him, 
"Whaddaya want me to do with this creep?"

"Just finish him off, lets get his money and get out of here!" came 
Marcie's reply. "The others'll be here soon, but we got here first!"

"Sure thing," said Darleen, as she yanked Denny's struggling form to his
feet by his hair. Before he knew what was happening, she drew back her
right fist and slammed it into his jaw. His head was jerked around
violently and he was sent spinning down onto the sand, where he lay
quivering on his back staring up at her, seeing stars as his jarred head 
buzzed from the impact of her punch, as he rubbed his aching jaw. He 
dazedly tried to pull himself into a sitting position, but he never made 
it, as Darleen was on him in an instant, straddling him with her long, 
olive-skinned, sinewy legs. She was very strong, and forced Denny onto his 
back with ease, where she pinned him down with her knees pressing his 
skinny arms into the sand. He was totally helpless, and completely at her 
mercy as he gaped up at her, wide-eyed with fear. Darleen drew back her 
clenched right fist, ready to smash him into oblivion...

The punch never landed. Just as she drew back her fist, a big, thick,
suntanned arm, biceps bursting from a short, white cotton sleeve, snaked
around Darleen's neck, yanking it upwards. "AAAYYYEEEEEE..." she screamed,
as she was forced, wriggling violently, to her feet. Denny stared up 
incredulously, relieved at the sudden intervention.

As soon as she had Darleen standing upright, Sonya spun her around by the
neck so that they faced each other, at the same time drawing back her own
big, clenched fist which, before Darleen could recover, went smashing hard 
into her jaw with a loud "CRACK!" that sounded like a bone being broken.
The force of the blow spun Darleen's head round like a whiplash and she 
was sent flying backwards to land spreadeagled on the ground, where she 
lay completely motionless, her jaw looking badly disfigured, and a red
trickle of blood running down her cheek from a corner of her mouth. Sonya
had knocked her out cold with just a single, mighty punch.

Meanwhile Marcie, having failed to spot Sonya approaching until it was
too late, turned and ran down the path in a panic, frightened by the
demise of her strong minder. She didn't get far -  she suddenly found her 
110lb body hoisted into the air like a toy, trapped in a crushing bear hug 
by a pair of large, muscled, ebony arms. "OWWWWEEEE...!!" she screamed in 
pain and fear, as the breath was squeezed from her body.

"Where da ya think you're going?" inquired Zulaya as she held Marcie 
suspended a foot from the ground, her powerful brown arms wrapped around
the girl's slim waist. Then the Nigerian amazon squeezed tighter still,
pressing the helpless girl hard into her breasts. Marcie's mouth gaped open 
in silent agony, as she was totally unable to breathe. Her blonde hair 
dangled downwards as she threw her head back, hammering with her fists 
against Zulaya's broad shoulders and kicking frantically with her legs in 
an effort to escape, but Zulaya was far too strong for her. She squeezed 
even harder, and Marcie's face began to turn red as her ribs were pressed 
inwards. Then Zulaya hoisted Marcie even higher into the air and, leaning 
back slightly, sent still more muscle power surging through her arms and
hugged even harder. Suddenly there came an ominous "CR-AAA-CCKKK!" and the
slim blonde girl's struggles ceased immediately, as her body went totally 
limp. Her arms dangled down and her head hung back lifelessly, as a 
trickle of dark red blood flowed from her mouth. Zulaya held her like that 
for a few moments, then opened her arms and let Marcie's body drop in a 
heap to the ground.

Denny, still laying on his back in the sand where Darleen had left him,
was frozen in astonishment, temporarily unable to move. He was both
shocked by the violence he had just witnessed, and sexually aroused, as
his dick once again hardened rapidly under his shorts.

Sonya stepped towards him and leaned over him, a concerned look across
her face. "Vot are you feeling Denny? You okay?" 

"Er...well...I th-think so..." he replied in a shaky voice. "Th-thanks
for your help. That girl was gonna k-kill me..."

Sonya smiled. "Vell I don't think she vill be bothering anyvun, for
quite a vhile!" she said as she gestured across to Darleen, still lying
out cold, sprawled in the sand.

Then Zulaya came and joined them, leaving Marcie's body in a crumpled 
heap on the path behind her. "Good job we noticed those girls in the nick 
of time." she said, "they were gonna rob and murder you."

Denny, his jaw and ribs sore from the effect of Darleen's punches, 
managed to painfully drag himself up slightly, so that he was resting on
his elbows. "Y-yeah...th-thanks!" he stuttered, "b-but they s-said there
were some more of them c-coming..."

He had hardly finished his sentence when a rustling sound came from the
undergrowth, and the sound of footsteps. Suddenly, four young men emerged
from the jungle and stood on the path, about ten feet from Sonya and
Zulaya. They were all pale skinned and aged in about their mid-twenties,
and all of a similar build, lean and slightly muscular. Two of them were
fairly tall at about 5-10 or 11, weighing about 180lbs each. The other two 
were shorter at about 5-6 or 7, and about 130-140lbs apiece. A couple of 
them wore track-suit bottoms and trainers, with muscle-vests on top, the
other two wore jeans, tee-shirts and "Bovver" style boots, of the type
some skinhead gangs wear. The two shorter ones each brandished knives, with 
about six inch blades, which they thrust out in menacingly in front of them 
as as they stood defiantly, with their legs astance.

"HEY GUYS!" One of the taller ones yelled out in an American accent, as he 
pointed at the two lifeless looking female forms lying in the sand. "Look 
what these two BITCHES did to Darleen and Marcie! LET'S GEDDEM!"

Sonya and Zulaya were ready for them, and both stood aggressively with 
fists clenched, and biceps bulging, waiting for them.

"YEEEEAAAAAHHHHHH!!" They all whooped as they charged forward...

One of the taller ones, and one of the shorter ones with a knife, went for
Sonya. The other similar duo went for Zulaya. The two amazons wasted no 
time in fighting back.

Sonya's fight was over fairly quickly as, with an astonishing display of
power, she quickly despatched her two assailants with her bare hands. As
the short, booted man lunged towards her breasts, his taller, track-suit 
bottomed pal launched himself through the air at her, trying to wrap his 
arms around her neck. But she was much too quick for them. Up shot her
foot as she kicked her powerful right leg upwards, kicking the knife up in 
the air out of shorty's hand and away out of reach. At the same time she 
grabbed the taller man's neck in her right hand, halting his dive as she 
held him outstretched. Then her brawny left arm curled around the shorter
man's neck as the momentum from his lunge brought him forward into her 
grasp. She then released her hand from the other man's neck and quickly
wrapped her right arm around his neck also, so that she had a headlock on
each of them. Both men were helpless in her hard, tightening grip.

"AAAARRRGGGGHHHHHLLLLGGGLLGG...!" They screamed and gurgled, as she stood
upright, with her big, tree-trunk like legs slightly apart, one massive
arm wrapped around each of their necks, so that they dangled with their
legs kicking frantically. Sonya increased the pressure and the men's faces
turned red, their tongues hanging out, as her awesomely muscled arms 
pressed hard into their necks.

"You zlimey creepz! I 'ate leetle sheetz like you!" She snarled, just 
before ruthlessly finishing them off. Then, throwing back her head, with
her blonde, school-girlish pigtails hanging back, she poured on the power 
and her mighty, tanned biceps bulged to their full eighteen inches, almost 
bursting the white cotton fabric of her short sleeves as they crushed into 
the mens' necks and heads. "CCRRAAAACKKK!" "CRRUUUUNNNNCH!" came two loud
retorts as their necks were snapped instantly. With a look of disgust on 
her face, Sonya opened her arms and the two corpses slumped to the ground. 

Meanwhile, Zulaya was dealing with her two attackers in a slightly longer,
but equally devastating way. As the shorter guy with the knife thrust
forward, she grabbed his wrist with her left hand and squeezed, causing
him to open his palm and drop the knife. Then she quickly punched him on
the chin with her right fist, knocking him flying backwards to the ground.
Then the taller man, who had moved around to get behind Zulaya, leapt on
to her back, crossed his track-suited legs around her waist and flung his
arms around her neck, trying to pull backwards on her head. This move took
Zulaya a little by surprise, and by the time she had thought of how to 
deal with her piggy-back assailant, the smaller man had recovered from 
Zulaya's punch, and made a move for the knife on his hands and knees.
The big West African amazon wasted no more time. Shooting out her thickly
muscled, ebony leg, there came a loud "CRRAACK!" as she booted him hard
under his chin with the toe of her training shoe. The man's neck snapped
back violently like a piece of cold celery, as a big glob of blood and 
bits of tooth flew crazily from his mouth. His body arched backwards 
through the air and crashed limply into the undergrowth. She then grabbed
the legs of the man on her back with her arms, winding her arms around his
legs. Her sixteen inch, bulging, dark brown biceps burst into prominence
as she forced his legs away from her body with incredible strength, her 
arms proving stronger than his legs. Then she threw herself forward 
forcefully, catapulting the man forward over her head, where she caught 
him in her big arms. She immediately moved her left hand to his crotch, 
her right to his neck and, displaying unbelievable power, hoisted his
5ft-10in, 178lb, lean muscular frame over her head like a rag doll.

"AHHHH....NOOO-OOO....HEEEELPPPP!!" The man screamed in terror, as Zulaya
held him outstretched, arms and legs waving about uselessly, nearly eight
feet from the sand above her head. As she held him, her melon sized, 
jutting black breasts thrust forward defiantly as they pressed against her 
leopard skin bra. She held him there for a few seconds ignoring his 
screams, then, with a slight grimace on her face, she brought her big
right leg up, bending it at its knee and causing her huge, rock hard, 
brown thigh to become horizontal in the air. Then she dropped him and...
"CRRNNNNCCHHH!" His back crashed into her trunk-like thigh as he plummeted 
downwards, breaking his spine in several places as it collided with her 
iron hard muscle. His body bounced upwards slightly from her leg and 
crashed, mangled, to the ground, where it convulsed briefly once before 
laying still.

Denny, by now, had recovered sufficiently from his beating at the hands of
Darleen to be able to pull himself into a sitting position on the sand.
He stared awestruck, in a state of semi-shock, as Sonya and Zulaya 
demolished their male attackers with brutal efficiency. Barely had they
finished with them, however, before two further men appeared from the
jungle in front of them. One was a big, muscular black dude about  
5ft-10ins tall, weighing about 230lbs, dressed in shorts, trainers and 
tee-shirt. The other was a young, lanky, bare-footed male with a 
punk-like appearance, dressed in shorts and bare topped, exposing his 
skinny chest, arms and legs. He was also about 5ft-10ins tall, but weighed 
only about 150lbs.

The muscular black dude ran towards Sonya and began lashing out with his 
sizeable fists, and actually caught her with a hard punch to the jaw,
"CRAACCK!" which took her unawares and rocked her head back. She soon 
recovered from the effects of the blow, however, and immediately put her 
own big fists up in front of her and advanced slowly towards him. The 
black guy was pretty quick though, and swung his fist again, catching 
Sonya in the belly. She recovered quickly once more and swung her own 
large left fist, pounding the man hard in the gut and doubling him over, 
instantly following up with a powerful right hook hard into his jaw that
spun him around. The black guy seemed to be tough, as well as fast, 
however, and he soon shook off the effects of Sonya's blows and returned 
with some potent punches of his own. It was clear he was a trained boxer 
as he exhibited considerable skill. As Sonya was also skilled at boxing,
the fight soon developed into a vicious slugging match, with each 
participant taking turns to rock each other's heads and torsos with big 
hard fists.

While Sonya was slugging it out with the black man, Zulaya faced up to
the young, scrawny punk as he ran towards her. His lanky, skinny frame
looked to be no match for Zulaya's massive, power packed body, but he
seemed to be some kind of martials arts expert as, with a loud cry of 
"AAAAAEEEEEEEEEE!!!" he launched himself feet first through the air
towards her. Zulaya just failed to duck out of the way in time, and the
soles of his bare feet caught her a glancing blow on the side of her 
head, causing her to lose her balance and tumble to the sand. Before  
she could fully recover, the punk stood over her and viciously kicked
her hard in the gut with his left foot. She was saved from injury 
because she just managed to tense her thick, rippling abs quickly 
enough into a rock hard mass, to absorb the worst effects of his 
powerful kick. "OWWWWWWW...!" He yelled in surprised pain as his foot 
connected with her belly. Zulaya immediately grabbed his left ankle with 
both her hands, sending him toppling over sideways to the ground. 
Releasing his ankle, Zulaya slid towards him with her fists clenched, 
ready to punch his lights out, but the young punk was too quick for her 
and speedily scrambled to his feet. Zulaya managed to get to her feet 
also, just in time to avoid a karate chop to the neck from the punk's
right hand. Backing off slightly, Zulaya had time to assume a fighting
stance, legs astride with her fists clenched in front of her as she 
faced him once more. He also took an aggressive stance, kung-fu style

with his palms outstretched before him.

Meanwhile, Sonya was clearly getting the better of the big black dude
at last. With her left hand gripping his throat, she had him backed
against a palm tree as she sent successive, hard blows from her left
and right fists piledriving into his gut. He was obviously weakening as
he was putting up little resistance. "AAAAHHH...OOOFFF...OOOOFFFF!" 
noises came loudly from his mouth as each powerful blow drove into his
belly and kidneys, causing streams of dark blood to issue from his 
mouth as his internal organs were ruptured. Sonya's own face was 
bleeding at the mouth and nose from the earlier effect of the black
man's punches, but there was no doubt that she had the upper hand now.

In the other fight, the young punk was still lunging at Zulaya with
his feet and palms, but each time she was managing to dance out of the
way. Then suddenly she managed to grab hold of his wrists and all at   
once she had the advantage, as she was able to use her great strength 
to force the punk to the ground. Although skinny, the young man was
pretty nimble and obviously very fit, and for a short while they 
engaged in a wrestling match on the sand. 

Denny watched Zulaya and the young punk as they rolled around on the 
ground, then switched his attention to the other fight, which was by  
now as good as all over. The black dude was flat on his back, with his 
muscular arms and legs spread out at right-angles. Sonya was on top of
him, straddling him with her big knees pinning his arms and her mighty,
bulging, tanned thighs either side of his head. With her mighty biceps
flexing powerfully, she was repeatedly slamming him in the face with 
her great fists, "CRAAACCK!" "CRRRAAACK!!" "CRRRAAAAAACKK!!!" each hard 
blow jolting his head around in alternate directions beneath her and 
reducing his face to an unrecognisable, bloody pulp. The look of sheer 
anger on her face as she hit him told its own story - she had completely 
lost her temper with him. After she had sent five or six more hammer like 
blows into his pulverised face, she eventually stopped and got to her 
feet, standing astride the black man's motionless, limp body.

"Fuckin' zcum...!" Sonya muttered as she glared down at him, his blood
dripping from her fists.

In the other fight, Zulaya now had the advantage. The punk was no match 
for her in a wrestling match because he was nowhere near as strong as
her. First of all she was on top of him on the ground, then she rolled 
him over on his side and pulled his thin body up hard between her mighty, 
28 inch thighs, scissoring his upper body...

Denny, his cock rock-hard as he watched in horrified fascination, knew
that the young punk had no chance now. He had fought hard, but as soon
as Zulaya had his skinny body trapped between those deadly legs, legs 
that were capable of 1600lb leg presses and 650lb squats, he knew it had 
to be all over.

The punk squirmed helplessly between Zulaya's big, bulging, ebony  
thighs, as they closed mercilessly around his thin chest and waist, 

causing him to emit a loud "WOOOOSH!" as the breath was instantly 
squeezed violently from his body. He threw his head back in agony.  

"A...rr...glch...glg...a-a-rg-g-ll!" A strangled croaking noise emerged  
from his gaping mouth - he was unable to scream as he couldn't breathe -
as he scrabbled frantically with his hands to budge her tree-trunk-like
legs, his own bare skinny legs waving around uselessly in the air as he did
so. 

Denny, shocked by the merciless carnage that these two muscular amazons 
had wrought on the gang with their bare hands, scrambled to his feet and 
stepped toward Zulaya and her scissored victim, in an effort to intervene.
"NO, ZULAYA...NO...DONT...!" he started, but he came up against a brick 
wall as Sonya blocked his way with her powerful, hefty body. 

"NO! YOU MUZT LET 'ER FINISZH 'IM!" She stated firmly, as she grasped
Denny's outstretched arms, one thin wrist in each of her big, vice like
hands. 

As Sonya spoke, the big Nigerian amazon's overwhelmingly powerful 
scissors grip grew ever tighter around the punk's skinny upper body. 
Zulaya could feel his ribs bending together as her huge, bulging brown 
thighs closed relentlessly inwards. He thrashed his hopelessly trapped 
body around frantically, a gagging look of silent agony across his 
tortured face. "YOU'RE NOTHING BUT A PIECE OF WORTHLESS SHIT!" she
sneered, grimacing. Then suddenly, she jerked her legs straight and poured 
all of her strength into a full-power squeeze...

"C..C..CRA-A-ACK...!" His flimsy ribcage had no chance. It was compressed
instantly between her pumped, ebony, rock-hard quad muscles, as they
rippled, terrifyingly and magnificently, beneath her leopard-skin shorts. 
"C..CR..CRU-U-U-UUUUNCH!!" the sickening sound of his ribs being crushed 
like matchwood came loud and clear. His body lurched, and his head was 

thrown back violently, blood gushing from his gaping mouth, because of 
the terrible internal injuries Zulaya was inflicting. "CRU-U-U-NCH! 
CRAAACKK! CRU-U-U-U-UUUUUUNCH!!" His body went completely limp as her
thighs, packed with awesome power, squeezed together until they touched
at the knees, brutally crushing the life from him.  His head flopped back
and dangled, blood dripping from a corner of his mouth, as his flattened 
torso hung suspended from her deadly, brown, muscular legs. With a look of 
contempt on her beautiful face, Zulaya held him like that for several 
seconds. Then she opened her legs and let the badly mangled body roll 
limply onto the sand. 

Getting to her feet, she stood atsride the punk's crushed remains, glaring 
down contemptuously at him with her hands on her hips. "You fucking evil 
little creep!" she snarled. She stayed astride him for a few seconds, then 
turned to face Sonya and Denny, a look of urgency on her face. "COME ON!" 
she barked, "we'd better get out of here quickly. There could be more of 
them coming!"

"Ya!" agreed Sonya. "Come on Denny, come viz uz back down ze path!" She 
gripped his upper arm tightly and whirled him around on his feet, shaking

him out of his shocked stupor. He had been completely stunned by the
violence he had just witnessed, particularly by the gruesome sight of the 
skinny young punk being squeezed to death between Zulaya's awesome thighs. 
The body lay in a mutilated, bloody heap about ten feet from where he was
standing, the squashed torso practically broken in two pieces. Shakily,
he began to shuffle along the path, with Sonya and Zulaya on either side 
of him, arms around his back gently helping him along. In spite of his
shock, his rampant cock was by now straining against the front of his  
shorts, pushing the thin material outwards sharply, so that it was 
impossible for him to conceal his raging erection.

"W-where do those m-muggers all come from?" he asked as they escorted him
along the path, back towards the hotel.

"Oh, some of them are people who have come to Kaluga, hoping to make money 
from rackets in the city, but have failed. Quite a few of them are escaped
convicts from various countries around the world too," came Zulaya's 
reply. "This island is a pretty good place for them to hide out in. They
live in organised gangs in the jungle, living in little villages of wooden 
huts they have built. They are scum and very dangerous - I DESPISE them 
and so does Sonya, don't you honey?" 

She looked across at Sonya, who nodded her agreement with a grim look on
her face.

They continued to move along the path in silence, Denny still sandwiched
between the two amazons as they walked. He was beginning to think what a 

pity it was that they never got to go swimming. All the way along the 
path, Sonya and Zulaya kept glancing down at Denny's tent-like shorts, 
grinning naughtily at each other as they exchanged little glances.

Eventually, as they reached the end of the path, meeting up with the main
part of the beach, Sonya broke the silence. "You know, vhenever I fight, 
I alvays feel zo...zo 'orny aftervards!" she exclaimed softly, at the 
same time placing a hand on Denny's shorts, causing him to shake slightly,
small beads of sweat breaking out on his forehead.

"Yeah, I feel the same way too!" agreed Zulaya huskily, moving up her arm 
from Denny's back to grip him by the hair at the back of his head. "Right
now I need a MAN!" she purred, as she pulled Denny's head around so that
his frightened face was facing her. "Crushing that wimp between my thighs
just now made my pussy go all wet...it's badly in need of attention..."
Zulaya looked Denny in the eye, a glazed, wanton expression in her face.
"Denny, you're so cute! Would you like to put your tongue inside my 
pussy?"

Denny was nearly speechless. By now Sonya was massaging his rock-hard 
penis with her hand through his shorts. "W-w-ell...I...er...um..." he
stuttered. 

"Mmmmm.... I knew you would!" Zulaya replied in a low voice, then she 
and Sonya ushered Denny across the beach to a small clump of palm trees, 
encircling a smooth, level patch of sand. As they got there, Zulaya
quickly grabbed the bottom of Denny's tee-shirt and yanked it up over his
head, removing it from his body so that his scrawny chest was laid bare.
Then, wrapping a big, strong brown arm around his neck, she pulled his
head forcefully towards her so that their lips were just an inch apart.
"Mmmmmmmmm....Denny you cute skinny man! My pussy is so hot for you..."
She then yanked their mouths together and thrust her tongue deep into his 
mouth, sensually probing the back of his throat.

"Uuulp...glgloop...ug-ug-ughh..." gurgled Denny helplessly. While Zulaya
was kissing him, Sonya was on her knees in front of him, pulling his 
shorts down to his ankles. His big, iron-hard dick sprang free, pointing 
skywards. Sonya immediately grabbed it in her right hand, at the same
time lowering her face over its tip. Then, strawberry blonde pigtails
dangling against Denny's thighs, she closed her lips over his dick, 
swallowing it up in her mouth halfway down to its base.

"Ulllp....ooohhhlp...ooohhh..." gasped Denny, Zulaya's tongue still deep
in his throat. Sonya began giving him a passionate blowjob, her mouth
urgently bobbing up and down on his rigidly stiff cock, pigtails swaying 
back and forth as she did so. This was almost too much for Denny, but 
just as he was about to explode his cum down Sonya's gaping throat,  
Zulaya suddenly pulled their faces apart, and Sonya released his cock
from her mouth. "Uhhhh...uhhh..." he panted in frustration, gasping for
air.

The two amazons stood before him, lustful expressions on their faces as 
they began to remove their own skimpy attire. Denny, now naked apart from 
his sandals, stood open-mouthed, shaking slightly. His cock was in a
vertical position, pressed hard against his abdomen, as he nervously 
watched them stripping off their shorts and tops, revealing their
magnificent, sexily powerful bodies in all their naked glory. His mind 
was in a whirl. He was still trying to recover from the memory of the
brutal violence these two strong women had inflicted on the gang of
muggers and he shuddered, in both excitement and fear, as he wondered
what they were about to do with him.

They didn't keep him wondering for much longer. Zulaya, her beautiful,
black, melon like breasts jutting forward proudly from her powerful upper
body, with big, jet-black, bullet like nipples hard and erect, put her
muscular arm around Denny's neck again, but this time she dragged 
downwards with her great strength, forcing him to the ground. "Ahhh...
h-help...!" he cried in vain. As he went down by the neck Sonya, blonde
pigtails now dangling around her proud, jug like tits as they swang free,
grabbed him by the ankles, lifting his feet from the ground. The two
amazons then laid him on his back on the sand, so that he was facing up 
at them.

Zulaya got down on her hands and knees and straddled him, her huge brown
thighs either side of his thin chest as she looked down upon him. Leaning
over, she dangled her tits in his face, then thrust one of her hard 
nipples into his mouth. "Oooohhh...suck me baby...!" she cooed. Denny,
mouth full of black tit as it was pressed into his face, had little
choice but to comply as he lay helplessly on his back, with Zulaya's
powerful body on top of him. He frantically began to lick her solidly
hard nipple with his tongue, caressing it back and forth with its tip.
"Ooooohhhh...mmmmmm..." Zulaya moaned wantonly.

Sonya also got down on her hands and knees, and immediately grabbed hold
of Denny's throbbing dick with her right hand. Then she too straddled  
him, but with her back towards him so that she was facing his feet. With
Zulaya sitting up front on his chest, and Sonya sitting with her bulging,
tanned thighs either side of his hips, he now had nearly 400lbs of women
on top of him, pressing him down into the sand. He was completely unable
to budge. Sonya straight away continued with her blowjob, her bicep
flexing as she gripped the base of his dick with her right hand, 
steadying it as she pumped her mouth up and down along it. 

After a few minutes in this position, Denny with his mouth full of tit
and his cock being gobbled hungrily, the two women changed their 
positions. "Oh baby!" purred Zulaya, "I want you to give my wet pussy 
some attention...you will, won't you baby?"

"Uuuggghh...glgh...!" came Denny's muffled reply, Zulaya's tit still 
jammed in his face.

"Oh yeah...come on baby lets do it!" she exclaimed in a passionate voice.
Then she lifted herself off his chest on her knees and moved forward, so
that Denny could see her dark, bushy cunt, the inside of which glistened 
bright pink as the lips parted, contrasting sharply with the leathery
black folds of skin that surrounded it. Before he knew what was  
happening, Zulaya pinned his scrawny arms to the ground with her knees 
and lowered her wet crotch right down into his face.

"Uuulllglhhh...uuuggg..." he gurgled as darkness engulfed him, Zulaya's
rock hard ebony thighs pressing into his face from both sides as she
gripped him. She then pressed her dripping vagina hard into Denny's  
mouth, so that her aroused clitoris rubbed against the tip of his tongue.

"OH YEAH BABY!" Zulaya shouted excitedly, and she began to ride Denny's
face like a bucking bronco, swaying back and forth as she raped his  
mouth with her sopping pussy.

Sonya in the meantime removed her mouth from his cock and replaced it 
with her own wet, tight cunt as she impaled herself on him. He could
feel his dick sliding up against the walls of her vagina as she straddled
him, back to back with Zulaya. Then Sonya's incredibly strong cunt 
muscles gripped his dick tightly, and she too began to bounce up and
down in her excitement. "Vuck me...vuck me..." she breathed, as she  
bobbed up and down with her head thrown back, pigtails swinging.

Denny was having all the breath knocked out of him now by the two big
women bouncing up and down on him. He could hardly breathe anyway, with
Zulaya's cunt pressed into his face. His tongue responded as she bore
down on him, flicking quickly over her hard clit. Sonya's grip on his
dick with her vagina grew even tighter, as she approached her climax.

"Ooooohhh...zat...iz...gut..." she moaned.

As Denny's tongue continued to flick around inside her pussy, Zulaya's 
eyes began to water over as a glazed look of wanton abandon came into her
face. "Mmmmmmm...ooooooo....oooooooooooo...!" noises issued from her
pouting lips, then her warm, sticky cunt juices issued forth into Denny's 
mouth and face as she went into orgasm. Denny nearly passed out as her
thighs gripped the side of his face even tighter.

Sonya was now riding urgently up and down on Denny's cock, her vaginal
muscles gripping his dick tighter and tighter. "UHHH...UHHH...UHHH...!"
she shouted, as she swallowed his penis right up to its hilt with 
successive strokes.


Utterly helpless though he was, this was all too much for Denny. An  
overwhelmingly powerful sexual feeling washed in waves over his groin,
and with a mini explosion his warm spunk jetted deep into Sonya's body.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAHHH...AAAAAH...AAAAAAAH! " yelled Sonya as she too was 
gripped in the throws of her orgasm. 

After they had all reached their climaxes, the two women rolled off of
Denny and they both lay alongside him in the sand.

"Oh baby...that was great!" exclaimed Zulaya, as she lay with her thick,
muscular brown legs alongside Denny's pale, weedy ones.

"Ya...Ya...very gut! Ve vill haff to do zat again zometime!" Remarked
Sonya enthusiastically, her great, muscular upper body causing a shadow
to fall across Denny's face as she lay next to him, on the opposite side
to Zulaya.


"Yeah, we sure will!" agreed Zulaya. "I guess you wanna get back to the
hotel now, don't you?" she asked him.

Denny's mind was still in a state of utter confusion. "Er...w-well...I...
er...guess so..."

"Ya! lets get going!" said Sonya. With that they all got dressed and 
returned slowly to the hotel, the two women in a happy, giggling mood
whilst Denny's mind was in a turmoil. When they arrived in the main
reception area, they said their goodbyes, Denny tentatively agreeing that 
they should meet up with him again for some more "fun." He watched, 
mouth open in admiration at their athletic, sexy bodies, as the two
amazons made their way out of the hotel and left him to himself.

He immediately returned to his room, running the shower as soon as he got
inside the door. He was hot and sweating with the exertions of the 
morning, and he threw off his clothes and got straight in, turning the
tap to its maximum pressure as it sent a strong, refreshing jet of warm
water streaking down his body. He stayed under the shower for about ten
minutes, slowly getting his senses back together again in his mind, then
he stepped outside, groping for the towel.

As Denny dried his gangly body with the long, white hotel towel, he
reflected on what had happened on his visit to Kaluga so far, and in
spite of the overwhelming raping he had received at the hands of Sonya
and Zulaya, his penis stirred again in his skinny loins. This island 
was unbelieveable! In just two days he had encountered numerous 
amazons, met the girl of his dreams, witnessed an extremely violent 
hand-to-hand fight, in which two big, muscular young women had destroyed 
a large gang of muggers, and after that, he'd been sexually overpowered 
thrillingly by them as they raped him on the beach! All this and he'd also 
been knocked out cold, lucky not to have been killed, by a mighty black 
amazon. His holiday so far had been absolutely action packed, and he was 
finding it difficult to believe that all this could have happened to him 
in such a short time. On top of the jet lag and fatigue from his long 
journey, this was all beginning to make him feel a little weary as well.

"KNOCK-KNOCK!"

He was suddenly shaken out of his thoughts by a sharp rap on his room
door.

"KNOCK-KNOCK! KNOCK-KNOCK!" it came again.

He wrapped the towel around his naked body and peered out from the 
bathroom door. "WHO'S THAT?" he shouted.

"Room Service!" came a female voice from outside.

Denny was puzzled. He hadn't ordered any Room Service. "BUT I HAVEN'T
ASKED FOR ANY!" he yelled back. Without thinking, he moved to the
room door and opened it a few inches...

"HI BABY!!" 

Denny went cold as he realised who the voice belonged too, but it was too 
late - he was physically pushed back by the door being forcefully opened, 
so strongly that it threw his thin body to the floor. The towel fell away 
as he fell, leaving him sprawled, naked and frightened, at her feet.

"BABY-BABY!" said Jaunita as she strode into the room.

Denny shrank bank in terror on the floor, curling his bare, bony legs
up in front of him as he sat, cowered against a wall. "No...no....NO!
D-don't hurt me...PLEASE!" He begged, as her huge powerful form 
approached him. This time she was wearing training gear, as though she
had just come from the gym. She looked like she had just been pumping
iron - her massive, ebony muscles stood out in sharp definition, and
bulged terrifyingly! 

She was wearing a pair of very brief denim cutoffs, which tightly hugged
her huge, rippling, man-crushing thighs. Her mighty upper body was 
revealed magnificently by a tight blue training vest, which bared her 
big, broad shoulders and great, thickly muscled arms in all their glory.
Her thrusting breasts pushed the vest out tightly at the front, big hard
nipples clearly outlined under the thin, spandex material. She wore a
pair of white sports trainers on her feet, with red socks rolled down
to the ankles.

Denny pulled the towel back over his exposed genitals as she stood over
him, and curled up further back against the wall. In spite of his fear
of her, his cock was rapidly hardening as he gawped up at her awesome,
sexy body. "DENNY BABY...!" She exclaimed. "Baby, don't worry I won't
hurt you. I'm sorry I lost my temper with you yesterday and hit you."

Leaning down, she grasped Denny by his right arm and pulled him 
forcefully to his feet. He stood shakily in front of her, his left hand
holding the towel around his hips, which formed an unmistakeable
tent shape over his poker-like dick. Even in her training shoes, she

still towered over him by about four inches. In spite of Jaunita's
soothing words, Denny was still terribly frightened by her, because if
Dellah's suspicions were correct, he was now being confronted by an 
amazon who had used her great strength to brutally murder eleven men in
recent months, and he knew she could kill him easily in seconds with her 
bare hands if she wanted to. 

She snaked a massive brown arm around his back. "Baby...baby...!"...she
exclaimed softly, as she drew his gangling, puny body towards her. 
"Denny baby, I hope you can forgive me for hurting you...will you 
forgive me?" She pulled Denny hard into her body, his stiff cock pressed
firmly against the crotch of her denim shorts through the towel
material. 

Denny, helpless and scared in her powerful grip, had trouble speaking.
"Er....um....o-okay....whatever y-you s-say..."

"Thats really good then baby!" Jaunita purred, as she wrapped her other
powerful arm around his back. "Cos I wanna make it all up to you..."
She hoisted him off his feet as though he weighed nothing, and yanked him 
hard into her body in a passionate bear-hug. 

"AAAAHHH...! NO...! Help!" pleaded Denny, as she brought his face to about
an inch from hers and pouted sexily at him, through her luscious thick red
lips. She wasn't holding him tightly enough to crush him, just enough that
he could still breathe.

"Baby, baby, don't worry!" she cooed, "Just relax, ok? I just wanna get
your dick inside me..." she hugged him tighter, pressing his chest into
her thrusting breasts. With his feet dangling six inches from the floor,
she forced his mouth hard against hers, where her lips engulfed his.
Urgently, she thrust her long tongue deep into his mouth and wriggled its 
tip quickly over his gaping throat.

"Ulp...gloop...!" was all Denny could splutter. He was completely 
helpless as her tongue raped the inside of his mouth. His rock hard cock
was now pressed hard against her belly as she hugged him tightly toward
her. He was still feeling fearful of her, but overwhelming sexual arousal
took over as he melted in to her embrace, and he completely submitted to 
her. His own tongue flicked about in her mouth, in response to her 
passionate french kiss. He snaked his pale, thin left leg around the back 
of her big right thigh for support, as his right leg dangled down 
straight, and he flung his skinny arms around her neck.  
 
With their mouths still jammed together passionately, Jaunita hugged 
tighter still. Her massive brown arms squeezed his scrawny body, 
driving the breath from him. An audible "oooooohhhhhfffff...!" came
from Denny's throat. He was completely helpless in her powerful embrace,
as she assaulted the inside of his mouth violently with her tongue. He
could now hardly breathe as she hugged him hard against her breasts, and
he began to panic, worried that she might accidentally squeeze the life
from him in her passion. He started to thrash his arms and legs about
frantically...


Suddenly Jaunita released him. She pulled her mouth away from his,
opened her arms, and he fell to the floor with a thump. The towel 
fell away from his body as he did so, exposing his stiff, poker-like
dick, pressed up into his belly. Gasping for breath, Denny edged himself
nervously across the floor away from her, until his naked, frightened
form was sitting backed against a wall. 

"Oh Denny baby!" she exclaimed in a concerned sounding voice, "I didn't
hurt you again did I? When I'm feeling randy I get a bit carried away...
I'll have to try n' be more careful!" Leaning down, she grasped Denny's
hard, erect cock in a big brown hand, and began to wank it, massaging it
up and down. "Baby, baby, this what I want...your dick..." she suddenly
pulled him upwards, tugging him by his cock. Denny scrambled to his feet.
Then Jaunita released his cock and, placing her hand underneath his
crotch, hoisted his naked body into the air and flung him over her big,
broad shoulder like a sack of potatoes.

"AAAHH...NO....Help...!" Denny yelled, as he gaped, terrified, at the 
floor, which seemed a very long way down from his sudden, changed 
vantage-point.

"Oh baby, I just want you so bad!" she breathed, then marched across
the floor to the bed, with Denny's naked body folded across her 
shoulders. On reaching the side of the bed, she lifted him by the
crotch once more and flung him, hard and unceremoniously, onto his back
in the centre of the bed, leaving him sprawled rudely and gaping up at 
her with fear, his rigid penis pressed against his belly. 

Jaunita stood up to her full height, her shadow falling across Denny's
quivering body as she loomed over him. She had a lustful look in her 
eyes, as she pouted her lips sexily at him. "Baby I can see ya've got the
hots for me..." she purred, eyeing his stiff dick, "don't worry baby, 
we're gonna get to know each other better tonight, then we're gonna screw
like a coupla animals ok?"

"S-sure..." came Denny's meek reply, as he realised in excited 
trepidation that he was probably about to be raped senseless by this
massive negress. There was certainly nothing he could do about it if he
wanted to stop her - she could easily do whatever she liked with him.

Jaunita put her hands on her hips and pushed her chest forward, her 
jutting breasts looking like they were going to burst through her vest. 
"You do like me, don't you Denny?" She asked seductively, in a low voice.

"Oh...er...y-yes..." he muttered shakily.

"You do wanna fuck me baby...don't ya?" As she asked this, she put her
hands on the bottom of her training vest and started to pull it up, 
preparing to remove it.

"Y-y-yes..." he replied.

She pulled the vest up over her breasts so that they sprang free, then
she removed the vest completely. Denny gasped in astonishment, as her 
magnificent upper body was revealed in all its glory. The sight of her
bare brown breasts, each one about the size of a grapefruit, jutting
forward from her huge, barrel-like chest with their large, bullet-like, 
erect black nipples, that jumped out prominently from a surrounding of
wide, dark aereolae was just too much. His cock, already rock hard,
quivered visibly as it strained to become even harder. Her mighty, broad 
shoulders, and big, thickly muscled arms complemented her tits superbly,
while her bare ab muscles were like a washboard, and looked incredible.

With a wanton, pouting look still on her face, Jaunita hit a double 
biceps pose, bending her arms and clenching her huge fists. Her awesome,
ebony biceps bulged massively. Her bared tits jutted forward even more
prominently, and her big nipples seemed to become even more erect, as 
she raised her chest and shoulders to hit the pose. "Ya think I look
sexy?" she asked in a low voice as she held the pose, "Ya like to get
screwed by a big strong woman?"

"Oh...er...y-yes..." came Denny's mumbled reply. His naked, scrawny body
was still sprawled crudely on the bed, and he was now wanking himself
uncontrollably, as he gaped up at this awesome woman.

A stern expression suddenly crossed Jaunita's face. "HEY! Ya better stop 
that!" she admonished. Leaning down, she grasped Denny's thin wrist in her
big right fist and forced his hand away from his throbbing dick. "I don't
want you comin' yet baby! You're gonna save all that for me okay?"

"O...o-okay..." Denny replied meekly.

Jaunita then removed her shorts, revealing her thick, bushy cunt, framed
in a wide "vee" by her hefty, shapely brown hips. Then, naked except for 
her gym socks and trainers, she lay on the bed alongside Denny, her huge, 
dark, mighty body completely overshadowing his puny form as she peered
down at him with a glazed, passionate look in her eyes.

"Ya know, Denny baby..." she breathed, "I'm really sorry about what 
happened yesterday. I'm sorry I took all your money."

"Oh...er...well..." began Denny.

"I really wanna make it all up to ya...ya see...I think you're the kind
of guy who can really take good care of me...know what I mean?" 

"Er...well, y-yeah...sort of..."

"Good!" replied Jaunita as she cradled his head in her big arms, leaning
over him so that her brown, orb like breasts dangled in his face, her 
huge, rock hard black nipples brushing sensually against his cheeks.
Instinctively he placed his mouth over one of her nipples and began 
sucking furiously, and agitating the nipple with the tip of his tongue.
"Ooooohhhh....uummmmm...." moaned Jaunita as she became even more aroused.
"Ooooohhhh...Denny baby...you're...so good with your tongue..." she

breathed, "I want you to... use it on my...pussy, ok?"

Denny nodded uncertainly, unable to speak because his mouth was still
stuffed with Jaunita's big, black tit. He wondered if this was going to
be a repeat of what had happened with Zulaya earlier, when she had forced 
her cunt into his face. His dick strained to become even harder.

Jaunita suddenly drew back from Denny, then completely reversed her body 
position, so that her crotch was near Denny's face and her mouth close 
to his throbbing cock. Raising her buttocks, she then straddled Denny
in a "sixty-nine" position, her massive thighs closing in on either side
of his head. He just managed to catch a flashing glimpse of the pink
insides of her vaginal walls before darkness engulfed him, and his head
disappeared between Jaunita's enormous brown thighs, as she gripped him 
in a reverse head scissors, pressing her wet pussy down hard onto his
mouth. 

"Ughhhh....glgl....ulghhh..." he gurgled helplessly. His eyes were just
poking out from between her ass cheeks as she gripped him. All he could
see was a vast expanse of hard, brown glute muscle either side of his
face, and immediately in front of him the smooth round cheeks of her
backside. He was becoming frightened, knowing that she could crush his
skull to a pulp in seconds if she wanted to.

"Oh Denny baby..." cooed Jaunita, "I want you to be just for me, and
nobody else, you hear?" 

"Uhhh...huhh..." he grunted, as his tongue was forced deep into her 
pussy.

"Mmmm...good!" she replied, giving his head a slight squeeze between her
thighs, causing him to squirm his body around in a panic. "Thats good, 
cuz' I don't want you seeing that girl from the gym, that Dellah girl,
okay?"

"Uhhh...uhhh..." came his muffled reply. Now he was becoming really 
scared as he wondered what she was getting at.

"I saw you with her this morning, as I passed the restaurant," she
continued, "please don't see her again, it'll only make me angry with 
you, understand?" With this she gave Denny's head a much harder squeeze,
her big quad muscles flexing as she did so. The sudden, intense pressure 
on the sides of his skull nearly made him pass out.


"Oooohhh...uuhh...uhh..." he moaned.

Jaunita rolled to her side, bringing Denny's trapped head around with her
between her huge thighs as she turned. Then, reaching around behind her
with her hand she gripped the back of Denny's head and, opening her 
thighs slightly, she pulled his head even harder into her crotch, jamming
his mouth hard into her pussy. "Ooohhh...baby...baby...give it to me!" 
she breathed, closing her thighs hard around his head again and locking
her ankles. Her mouth closed around the top of his throbbing cock, and 
she began to give him a passionate blowjob.

His tongue was forced deep into her dripping pussy, and its tip 
flickered about over her protruding, hard clitoris, causing Jaunita to
get really excited. "OOOOHHH...OHHHH...OHHHHHH!" she moaned loudly,
increasing the pressure on Denny's head gradually with her thighs, the 
more excited she became. 

"Uhhh...uuhhh..." Denny continued to grunt. For him the pressure on his
head was almost unbearable now, as Jaunita's bulging, ebony thighs 
closed in relentlessly on either side. As he lay there helplessly, with
his head feeling as though it was trapped in a giant vice, and his 
mouth crushed up against her cunt, his tongue playing over her clit as 
though in a french kiss, he was getting really fearful that she would 
squeeze the life out of him during the throes of her orgasm.

Suddenly Jaunita stiffened, "OOOOHHH...OOOOO....AAAHHH..." she moaned, as
she threw her head back, a look of total abandon in her eyes. With 
Denny's tongue still flicking across her clit, her iron grip on his head
tightened quickly, her huge, hard, ebony thigh muscles rippling with 
power. "OHHHHH...OOOOOOOHHHH...OHHHHH!" she yelled, as her shuddering 
orgasm sent her pussy juices running into his face and mouth. Denny was 
quite unaware of any of it, as he was crushed out cold in an instant.

Jaunita continued to grip his head tightly, as she abandoned herself to
her climax. When she had finished, she released Denny's head from her 
thighs and was shocked when it flopped lifelessly down on the bed, eyes
closed. "OH BABY! BABY! WHAT HAVE I DONE?" she cried, as she bent over
his inert body. She gently slapped him from side to side across his face,
trying to revive him, but to no avail. "Oh no, Denny baby, I didn't mean
to hurt you honey...I'm gonna have to try an' be more careful in 
future." Getting up from the bed, she went to the bathroom and filled a
glass with water, brought it back and threw it over his face, but still
he didn't stir. She then sat down on the bed, an exasperated look across
her face, looking at him. 

About half an hour later Denny's face began to twitch and his eyes 
flickered open. "Uuhhhh....uhhhh...wh..where a-am I...?" he mumbled. 

"Right here with me baby!" replied Jaunita delightedly, as she saw that 
he was okay. "Everythin's gonna be okay from now on, alright?"

"O-okay..." he muttered in a daze.

Jaunita lay down on the bed beside him once more, cradling his face in 
her breasts. With her free hand she began to massage Denny's cock again,
quickly bringing it back to its former hardness before she had squeezed 
him unconscious. Even in his dazed condition, the sight of her massive, 
powerful black body so close to him was getting him very aroused.

Jaunita brought her face close up to Denny's, and pouted sexily at him
with her thick red lips. "Baby...baby...lets screw...okay?" 

Denny gazed up at her wide eyed, "uh...okay..." he grunted.

Jaunita immediately climbed on top of him, pressing him down into the
mattress as she lay belly to belly on top. Cradling his head in her big
brown arms, she entwined her thick, muscular legs around Denny's thin,
twig like ones in a grapevine hold. His skinny legs were forced apart 
easily, and she impaled her cunt onto his poker-like dick, swallowing it
up to its hilt in her juicy, tight pussy. Then she began to hump up and
down furiously on top of him, her vaginal muscles grasping his penis 
tightly as she did so. "OHHHH - OHHHH - OOOOOOHHH...!" she shouted as
she bounced up and down, her great weight and muscle power driving the 
breath from him as she humped. 

"OH! OH! OH!" cried Denny, fast approaching his own climax. It came in 
an explosion as his hot spunk was sent gushing deep into Jaunita's love
channel. His body jerked spasmodically as he came, then he relaxed 
completely, and Jaunita slowly rolled off of him, laying on her side 
next to him. 

"Oh...Denny...baby!" she purred, gazing into his eyes.

He gazed back at her, lost for words.

They lay like this for a little while, Jaunita occasionally muttering
sweet nothings at him, stroking his face gently with her hand. Then 
suddenly she stopped and stood up on the floor. "Hey...I gotta be 
goin'!" she exclaimed. Then she dressed quickly, while Denny lay back on 
the bed in a daze. Stepping across, she leaned over and kissed him on 
the cheek. "Bye, honey!" she said cheerily, "see ya again soon, and 
remember what I told ya okay?"

"Uh...uh...okay..." he mumbled.

With that, Jaunita turned on her heels and stepped quickly out of the 
room, leaving Denny alone once more. As he lay back on the bed, wearily
turning the day's events over in his mind, he wondered what excitement
tomorrow would bring. It didn't take him long before he drifted off into 
a deep, exhausted sleep.

To be continued...

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Hope you liked Chapter 2. In Chapter 3, Denny pays a visit to The Arena, 
where he witnesses some brutal fights involving men and women. He has his 
dancing date with Dellah, which proves to be very memorable for him as 
their relationship develops quickly. Jaunita sees him with her though, 
and gets very jealous...

Stu Aug 1997
Email stu99@mailcity.com

Email address amended Mar 1998