Windmills 2.2
Price: 6.00
(Story: FinQ, Artwork: MadMax)
'Kiss my calves.' I did so. Worshiping the hard muscles and running my hands along her smooth, waxed shins. We repeated the process for her hamstrings and her quads. I could not get enough of her powerful legs. The large muscles and the perfect, smooth skin being the absolute quintessence of female power and my wife total superiority to me. 'Yes, we have definitely found your talent now...' She grabbed my hair and gently led me, crawling, over to the sofa, where she sat down, hiking her short skirt up as she did and pulling my face in-between her thighs. She let me get very close to her panties, before crushing my head, brining my advance to an abrupt stop. 'You want it do not you Smith. You want to lick and kiss my sweet sex. Oh God I bet you would give absolutely anything right now for me to let you kiss me there. Tell me.' 'Yes Miss Jones. I would give anything to lick and kiss your sweet pussy' 'Then beg for it.'
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Pizza Girl part two
Price: 8.00
(Undisclosed)
Revenge is a dish best served brass monkeys, unlike pizza. So, the next time I see Eric, I use my Pizzagirl power to step on the pedals and catch up with him. I silently approach from behind, and blast him with my compressed air powered horn, sounding at 130 decibels just like a 56 ton 18 wheel truck mere inches behind him. He was suitably startled, swerved, wobbled, wobbled some more and went down, making a very satisfactory scrunching sound as he hit the deck. "Good morning, Eric," I called out merrily as I sailed past. Karma soon caught up with me - it started raining. Cats and dogs. So I reacted the way I always do - I got wet. But the pizza was safely tucked away in my insulated pannier, and I was able to deliver it, still hot. I stood there looking like a drowned kitten while the customer fetched some bread, which wetness I believe contributed to the handsome tip he gave me. Another contribution might have been the way that my wet shirt clung to my thrupenny bits. I'll take whatever I can get, except getting stiffed.
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The plough girl - part six
Price: 8.00
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We stayed talking until dusk, and then I lifted him back into the wheelchair, and set off for his apartment. "Olga," he said. "Mmh?" I answered. "Don't look back but we're being followed," he told me. I looked back. Sure enough, two guys were keeping station on us about fifty yards back. "Olga," he said again. "What?" "It's an ambush. There's another two guys up front, trying to hide in doorways. Leave me and run for it." "I'm not leaving you to get beaten up. That's my job," I joked. "Olga, this is serious. Four that I've spotted, and there could be others. And I don't think they're waiting to play patty-cake. Run for your life." No way. Plough girls aren't cowards. Gary had suffered enough at my hands, it was clearly on me to look after him. I wasn't going to leave him to the mercy of these four toughs. But I could see a way to even the odds a bit. I did a u-turn, and ran back the way we'd come. Clearly, the thugs weren't expecting me to run towards danger, so at first, they didn't know what to do. Ten seconds later I was in front of them. I kicked one of them in the head, which is a dangerous thing to do, because I could lead to a fatality, and the other one in the groin. He folded up nicely and I smashed my two fists into the back of his head as he went down. He hit the pavement, and lay still. By then, the other two had arrived, and I could see two more running towards me. This was good; two at a time is better than four at once. I left Gary and the two thugs I'd already handled, and met the first two before they could realise their mistake. I'm six foot three, and my legs are a lot longer than their arms. Which is just as well, because they were both armed with baseball bats, and looked like they were ready to use them. So I used the reach of my legs to kick one of them in the side, and there was a satisfying crack as his ribs broke. The other one swung his bat at me and connected. He hit my left shoulder, and my left arm went numb. But I grabbed his bat with my right hand and jerked it towards me. He had two choices, hold on or let go. Both choices were bad. If he let go, I would be armed and he not. So he hung on to the bat, and was jerked forward enough so that my raised knee could crash into his genitals. Strike four. The last two arrived, out of breath, and split up. One of them went for Gary, the other one pulled a knife and threatened me with it. So I picked up thug four and threw him at thug five, which I don't think he expected, and I followed up with a broken knife arm, so he dropped his weapon. A fist to the belly took him out of action, leaving thug six, who had wisely decided to make a run for it.
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Fitness Trainer and Femdom
Price: 8.00
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Her abruptness was a blessing. It saved me from the embarrassment of stammering before the most beautiful, tall, muscular, and intimidating, a woman I had ever met. The cut-off tee shirt she wore would normally not have covered the breasts of the average woman, but hers were so firm they stood out straight, almost hitting me as she turned. The long expanse of bare midriff was tanned and rippling with muscle. But the topper was her face. Her chiseled features surrounded a pair of piercing blue eyes whose look had turned me to jelly.
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Vicki's revenge
Price: 8.00
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Bruce hasn't seen Vicki for 12 years, when she was 13. She's changed since then, changed a lot. She's now 25 years old, 6'4" tall, 225 muscular, solid pounds. Beautiful face, large breasts, Short wavy blond hair, piercing blue eyes. He asks her out on a date; two people who cause trouble in the restaurant, are waiting for them outside. Vicki disposes of them in less than a minute. The next day, Bruce watches Vicki in the gym. Then she challenges him to wrestle; reluctantly he accepts. Big mistake. She dominates him totally, with overhead lift-and-drop, bear hug and reverse head scissors. Finally, Vicki gets the revenge she's been anticipating for 12 years, as she puts him over her knees and spanks him. Tears of humiliation run down his face, but his cock is still hard, and Bruce loses control.
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GymDomme MuscleDomme
Price: 8.00
(Artist: K. Styler)
Her abruptness was a blessing. It saved me from the embarrassment of stammering before the most beautiful, tall, muscular, and intimidating, a woman I had ever met. The cut-off tee shirt she wore would normally not have covered the breasts of the average woman, but hers were so firm they stood out straight, almost hitting me as she turned. The long expanse of bare midriff was tanned and rippling with muscle. But the topper was her face. Her chiseled features surrounded a pair of piercing blue eyes whose look had turned me to jelly.
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Pizza Girl part two
Price: 5.00
(Undisclosed)
Revenge is a dish best served brass monkeys, unlike pizza. So, the next time I see Eric, I use my Pizzagirl power to step on the pedals and catch up with him. I silently approach from behind, and blast him with my compressed air powered horn, sounding at 130 decibels just like a 56 ton 18 wheel truck mere inches behind him. He was suitably startled, swerved, wobbled, wobbled some more and went down, making a very satisfactory scrunching sound as he hit the deck. "Good morning, Eric," I called out merrily as I sailed past. Karma soon caught up with me - it started raining. Cats and dogs. So I reacted the way I always do - I got wet. But the pizza was safely tucked away in my insulated pannier, and I was able to deliver it, still hot. I stood there looking like a drowned kitten while the customer fetched some bread, which wetness I believe contributed to the handsome tip he gave me. Another contribution might have been the way that my wet shirt clung to my thrupenny bits. I'll take whatever I can get, except getting stiffed.
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Big Little Sister 3
Price: 6.00
(Artwork: Peter)
Jack's day goes from being bullied by his muscle packed sister Nikki (and her assortment of beautifully buff friends), to getting heavily aroused by watching video clips of her dominating an online doubter, to being approached by her raven-haired Amazonian BFF who takes him for the Ride Of His Life! - Fantastic CGI pictures from Peter here, in the Final Chapter of the Big Little Sister series!
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Ultimate Power Ultimately Corrupts - The Cheerleader
Price: 6.00
(Artwork: Scott)
When this statuesque, muscle packed, Amazonian cheerleader has her sights set on a man to Muscle Fuck to pieces, you had better hope she isn't looking at YOU.....then again, what a way to go! - Artist Extraordinaire, Scott, brings his amazing talents and new style to this next story in the silentcrs' series!
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Amy's Side Story: Jessica's Tale (Part 1)
Price: 6.00
(Artwork: Jupiter 1)
Watch as sexy teenage Amazon Jessica Armstrong works out Hard, pumping her already massive muscles in her basement's gym, all the while fantasizing about her Sister In Muscle, Amy, as well as a long time crush, her older brother's best friend, who is just upstairs....or so he was, Jessica just missing him, she then takes her Sexual Frustration out on her utterly helpless brother! - Amazingly drawn COLOR pics from a new AC artist, Jupiter 1!
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