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    Género:
    Masculino
    Fecha de nacimiento:
    11 Mar 1991 (Edad: 33)
    Página Inicial:
    https://www.girlswithmuscle.pro/
    Ubicación:
    Boston
    "Let's go to Penny's first for your post-workout meal, shall we? Those female bodybuilding pics need feeding!"I enjoy a great lunch at Penny's place with the two of them, eating some beef strips with whole grain pasta, and a side helping of cauliflower. I'm topless after having a shower in her stall – by this time, we're all so familiar with each other that it feels very comfortable."So, Katie's training is going really well," Jessie comments, as we sit at the table."Do you think she's strong enough for Ryoko yet?" Penny asks hopefully."Hard to say... hasn't Ryoko been working out too?" Jessie asks me.I think for a while, and nod. When I am at home it seems that she is fucking Jim all the time, but I do know she goes out regularly for workouts, about 4 days per week, and her gym women pics tone hasn't diminished one bit. During this past month, we've not had any strength contests, so it's difficult for me to gauge my progress directly compared to her. She's mainly forced me to watch while she performs various acts on Jim, which never fail to make him cum quickly and plentifully."Well, remember what you said before, Jess?" Penny says. "You said, and I agree, unfortunately, that if Katie is to stand a chance, she has to be stronger than both you and me combined.""Yep. I have an idea for something we can do right now, to see if Katie has reached that level yet," Jessie says. "Let's have her take both of us on!""What, right now?""No, silly, we've just had lunch. After an hour or so!""Hey this is unfair," I protest. "My legs are sore! I've just had a heavy workout!""You said it yourself, Sis, you've got to train yourself to battle even in the most unfair situations," Jessie reminded me. I grumble a bit, but am forced to agree."Ok, but how're we going to do this 2 on 1?" I ask.We quickly settle on the format: for arm wrestling, they will each take an arm, Penny my left and Jessie my right. I'll have to beat them both to be considered the winner for this. Then, for wrestling, we decide to try a tag system. Penny and Jessie will be a team, and I'll take them on one at a time, while the other sits on top of a couch (as we wrestle on the living room floor). They can tag each other in this way, and every time a tag is made we will have to break off, and restart from a neutral position. It will continue until I can make both of them submit to me, one after the other. Then, finally, a sexfight – Penny and I will engage directly in a sexfight, while Jessie assists Penny, either by doing things to me to hasten my orgasm, or by doing things to Penny to achieve the opposite.We lounge around a bit, just chatting in general, until about an hour has passed. Then Jessie stands up, and goes to the dining table, stripping off her shirt and bra. "Come on Sis, time to show us what you got."Penny and I follow her, Penny going topless as well. I sit at the table opposite them, and flex my arms, letting them feel my solid arm muscles. I feel pleased as they compliment me on how much progress I've made, but now I'm going to really put them to the test. I hold out my arms to either side, making it look like I'm doing a double bicep pose with elbows propped on the table.Penny takes my left hand and Jessie my right. They nod at each other, and then wordlessly begin to pull at my arms, taking me slightly by surprise, as I was waiting for a standard countdown. "Hey..." But I have no chance to say anything more as they begin pulling with all their strength, making both my arms go down quite a bit.We sit there straining for a long time. I'm flexing both arms as hard as I can, I imagine my upper body women bodybuilding must be all strained and flexed impressively right now. My pert breasts are propped up on the table as I lean forward, bracing my body. Slowly, I pull them both back upright, sucking in big breaths through my clenched teeth. Their faces are also showing the strain and effort.It feels like a minute or so has passed, and I've just pulled them both firmly upright, our arms shaking a little but holding steady. I bow my head, take in a huge breath, and begin pressing inwards with every ounce of my strength. Penny and Jessie look almost comical as they struggle and flail, trying to resist my arm strength as I power their arms closer together in the centre of the table.But it's taking a lot out of me... having to withstand both their combined strength at once, even if it's arm by arm. My progress slows, and then stops, with the two of them struggling a few inches from defeat, but managing to hold me off for the moment. Now comes the battle of attrition, the test of not just muscular strength, but willpower. Grimly they both hang in there, refusing to let their arms go down, knowing that at this point they still have a slight chance.I look from side to side, at their flexing bodies, wondering if I can win this round. In my mind, I see Ryoko's face once again, and I imagine her taunting me... no, now I'm imagining her as my opponent, in a test of strength... she's pushing my hands back, as she's done quite a few times already by now..."Nnnnnnnnnggggg!" I grunt suddenly, almost growling. I channel every bit of energy I can through my shoulders and arms, imagining that I'm struggling chest to chest against Ryoko. Penny's arm trembles for a few moments, then collapses, letting me slam her hand down. I hold her hand there as I turn my attention to my sister. She manages to hold out against me for a good half a minute more, but eventually her strength fails and I press her to the table. I've won this 2 on 1 arm wrestling match!Penny and Jessie both congratulate me warmly as we sit back breathlessly, our sweat-beaded chests heaving. I look across the table at them, and feel a surge of gratitude. They're so loyal and so willing to help me out, they put in every ounce of their effort to make me stronger and better. I resolve once again not to let them down. I have to beat that Ryoko."Ok, so, how exactly are we going to do this again?" I ask, as we get up and prepare to wrestle in the living room.Jessie responds by plopping herself up on the couch, and gestures. "You go first, Penny, hostess privilege," she laughs.Penny makes a face as she squares off against me, while Jessie reclines and watches. All 3 of us are in boy shorts, comfortable and loose, with nothing underneath. I swing my arms back and forth, feeling the iron ladies pictures tension in them – fatigue from today's workout, and from the arm wrestling match I just won. My legs, too, are starting to complain, from the squats I did today. This is going to be tough, I reflect.Penny advances cautiously, holding out her hands, inviting me to a strength test. I decide to accept, and lace my fingers with hers. To my utter shock, suddenly she steps in and gives me a knee to my belly! Still clutching her hands, I fold over, sinking to my knees, coughing and gagging."Sorry Katie," Penny says, "but Ryoko's not going to fight fair!" So saying she twists down hard on my wrists, making me cry out with the pain. She's right though... this would be right up Ryoko's alley. I muster every bit of willpower I have, and push up with my trembling arms. Penny doesn't try any more cheating tricks, but instead chooses to match me muscle for muscle. Apparently I am still strong enough to beat her, however, as I am able to rise painfully to my feet, pushing her arms back slowly but surely, until we are once more even and facing each other, breathing heavily.With a twist I break the fingerlock, and try to tussle Penny into a headlock. I force her head down against my side, but she staggers around throwing me off-balance. Before I can stop her, she's staggered over to where Jessie is sitting on the couch, leaning forward and extending her hand. Penny slaps Jessie's hand, making the tag, which means I have to release her."Good one Katie," Penny says, rubbing her neck as she climbs up onto the couch, while Jessie takes her position opposite me. "Come on, Jessie! Sister against sister! This should be good," she giggles.Staring into each other's eyes we lock up in another test of strength, as Penny says sister against sister. We both brace our legs firmly and lean into each other, our arms held high, our foreheads almost touching. We're almost dead even. I'm sure now that normally I would be able to beat Jessie, but with the fatigue, and the damage Penny inflicted, she's just barely able to hold me off.Penny watches, eyes rapt, as she drinks in the sight of Jessie and me straining against each other in this tableau of conflict. I feel her straining to her max against me. Our breasts come together, gradually touching, but to our minds this contact is secondary to the contest of muscle we are engaging in. My body is aching with fatigue all over. This must be their strategy, to try and wear me down using the stamina of both of them against my own depleted energy reserves."Grarghh!" I snarl, and put forth a sudden burst of strength, trying to put an end to their tactic. Jessie and I careen around wildly for a few moments. Then I manage to free my arms, and snap a headlock around her, forcing her to bend double. Again, I go for the headlock takedown, this time prepared for Jessie's maneuver of moving towards Penny to tag her in. I manage to get between her and Penny's outstretched hand, preventing the tag, as I quickly convert the headlock to a front chancery, switching arms to secure Jessie's neck.Now Jessie and I strain against each other like pit bulls, pushing directly against each other. My sore thighs are aching with the effort, and she knows it. Inch by inch, she forces me back, and reaches out a hand to tag Penny behind me. In desperation I release one of my hands, leaving the other to maintain the chancery, and grab her wrist, just in time to prevent the tag.For a few long moments I hold her arm in place, just a mere inch away from Penny's fingers. Penny is kneeling on the edge of the couch, reaching forward as far as she can, but Jessie still can't reach her. Then my legs start to tremble, and slowly give way. With a push, Jessie muscles me back, and slaps Penny's hand convincingly for the tag.Groaning, I release my sister and prepare to face a rested Penny. Once again she steps forward raising her hands. They must intend to keep wearing me down until I can no longer beat them in a strength test. Well, it will take a lot more than this to beat me! I accept the unspoken challenge without hesitation, and again adopt a firm stance, pushing against Penny with all my might.This time I can feel the fatigue really starting to tell on me. My arms and shoulders are really aching now, and the sweat is just flowing freely all over my face and body. Penny's lithe but strong arms strain, her muscles popping out sharply, seemingly no match for my larger ones, but still allowing her to hold me to a standstill."Come on Penny, do it! Beat her! Push her down!" Jessie urges.I am managing to prevent Penny from gaining an advantage, at least, but I am getting really tired. I can't go on like this for much longer. A few more tags, and I think they will have me.Flexing with all my might, I bring our arms down from their upraised position, to the side, then further down below our shoulder level. Penny matches me all the way, thinking perhaps that I am simply changing the strength test a bit, to make it more of a mercy test, with our palms supinated. Now we are in the classic strength test position, our arms out and down at approximately a 45 degree angle, our biceps bulging in this posture.But I am not intending to drag this out much longer at all. With a sudden wrench on her hands, I make her think I am going for the fingerlock submission. As she shifts her arms further in to resist my pressure, I suddenly jerk my fingers free. Quick as a flash, I have my arms clamped firmly around her forearms and waist. I see her eyes widen as she realizes she's fallen for my trick, and now I have her in a full frontal bearhug, with her arms pinned.She struggles valiantly and frantically to get out of the hold, but I am equal to the task of keeping the bearhug locked in. I grab on to my wrists firmly behind her back, and apply a few good jerking squeezes. Then with a heave, I hoist her up off her feet, supporting her weight with my trunk and legs. They tremble, but my core and my leg muscles hold.Now Penny is thrashing about, running out of air and energy. I grit my teeth, close my mind off to my women bodybuilding fatigue, and focus on just squeezing, and standing firm, with everything I have. It seems an eternity, but in reality it's just a few minutes, when finally
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