THE PRIZE All the girls knew that Dave had money, and many made a play for him, but if they got too close his girlfriend put them off. There had been occasions when he was attracted to the newcomer, but the choice was not his, Amanda was very possessive. Caught in a clinch with a redhead last Saturday night had been no exception. His furious blonde girlfriend had ripped into the poor defenceless girl like a demon, throwing her about like a rag doll, not the well put-together athlete she was. But then, Amanda was not a small girl, and certainly not weak! Looking down at her swiftly beaten foe with a smile, hardly a hair out of place despite finishing her off with an impressive overhead lift and throwing her into the swimming-pool, Dave was once again reminded of the strength of the girl, and reminded of the first time they had met. He had walked in a local pub to be met by the sight of two girls settling down at a table preparing to arm wrestle. Asked by one of his mates if he wanted to make a bet, he had immediately put ten quid down on the one he knew, Sandra, to win. She worked at the gym and he knew she lifted weights. He watched as they locked arms and to everyone's surprise, the blonde easily won. Dave watched as Sandra rubbed her arm, shaking her head. She didn't offer to try again so the money was split up, the blonde slipped her a few quid and stood up. She looked at Dave and smiled. "Perhaps you should take more time to make your decisions; it might save you some money" "Easy come, easy go," he shrugged. He had to admit she was attractive, and looked taller than he had first thought. "I'll buy you a drink out of the winnings." He nodded and followed her to the bar. She wore a dress, which came down to, just above her knees and a matching lightweight jacket with rather outdated padded shoulders. They probably helped to disguise a bulky figure, he had thought at the time. She was easy to talk to and when she suggested that they go on to a nightclub he didn't hesitate. The fact that he was supposed to wait for his latest girlfriend was no longer important. They really hit it off, and he was disappointed when his girlfriend confronted him as they pulled up outside his house. "Where've you been?" He shrugged and said he had been to a nightclub, not wanting Amanda to go, but not sure what to do to put Beth off. "Out with some tart I see," she said, looking at Amanda down her nose. Not an easy task considering she was three inches shorter. The problem disappeared. Not happy at being called a tart, Amanda stepped forward and shoved Beth into the wall. "Don't call me a tart." "Or what?" Amanda's answer was swift and succinct. She ripped Beth's top, revealing her low-cut bra. "Now who's a tart?" Beth reacted furiously, as Dave knew she would. She charged into Amanda and tried her best to pull her onto the ground where her lack of height would be less of a disadvantage. Amanda seeded immovable and grinned at Dave as she stood with her hands on her hips. After a minute she wrapped her arms around the smaller girl and squeezed her, locking her arms against her sides. Beth struggled for a second or so then Dave heard her sob. Amanda released her and gripped her by her arms just above her elbows, pinning them to her sides again. "I'm Dave's girlfriend now, and don't forget it or you'll be sorry." To emphasise the point she lifted Beth until their eyes were level, and then stretched her arms fully upwards. She held her there for a few seconds then dropped her. Beth's legs collapsed under the impact and she ended up in a crumpled heap at Amanda's feet. The blonde walked over to Dave and kissed him firmly, one hand holding the back of his head, the other wrapped around him possessively. He was taken unaware, and before he could respond it was over. She stepped away from him and grabbed his hand, pulling him behind her as she walked up the path to his door. He fumbled with the keys for a second before she snatched them from him and quickly opened the door and strode inside with him still in tow. She turned on him and shoved him against the door, closing it, and then she was on him again. And this time she really meant it! Her hands tugged at his jacket and in no time it was off and she was tearing at his shirt, buttons flying everywhere. Dave decided he should join in and reached for her jacket, but Amanda had different ideas and she brushed his hands away, grabbed the waistband of his trousers and hauled him behind her into the front room. When she reached the middle of the room she turned to face him. " Did you enjoy watching me take care of that little tart of yours?" she asked as she unfastened his trousers. He nodded as he thought about the way she had easily overpowered Beth. And lifted her way up in the air with just the strength in her arms. "It turned me on, I know that. I hope it did you, 'cause I want you, now." She slipped her arms under his and with her left hand pressed his face to hers and kissed him. He gasped as her right arm tightened around his chest. Even with one arm she was taking his breath away. He tried to take control of the situation and pushed at her shoulders. He realised two things; he could not shift her at all; and she did not have any padding in her jacket! When she released him he gasped for air and was spun round and forced to the floor, face down. She sat on the small of his back and finished undressing him, his feeble efforts to get up didn't bother her at all. When he was naked she stood up and turned round, standing astride his waist. She took her jacket off and reached behind to unfasten her dress, which she then lifted over her head. She wore nothing else, and he stared open mouthed at her naked body. He had assumed that she was bulky, but he had been thinking she was overweight, not powerfully built, which she obviously was. He had an enormous erection, and she grinned when she looked over her shoulder and saw it. "Enjoying the view, Dave?" she smiled. She sat on his midriff and slid back so that her buttocks brushed his cock, while she leaned forward so that her breasts hung over his face. His hands went straight for her big mammaries but she grabbed his wrists and pinned them to the floor above his head. "Later, I just want you inside me now," and she raised herself up, shifted down his body slightly and thrust down on his cock. Her head went back as he entered her, and then she faced him and inhaled deeply. Slowly, she raised and lowered herself, still holding his wrists firmly. He tried to raise his hands, but she held them down effortlessly. He tried harder and she grinned at him. "Come on, Dave, you can do better than that, can't you?" She shifted her grip so that their fingers were interlocked. "Come on, struggle. It'll really get me going if you try harder." He was trying as hard as he could, but she was stronger than he was. He came suddenly; her forceful approach had been too much for him. She stretched herself over him and locked her legs on his while still pinning his hands above his head, squeezing the last drops from him with her internal muscles. The rest of that first night had been an amazing experience for him. Amanda had taken him in ways he had never imagined possible, always on top, always in charge. In between the bouts of sex she showed him how strong she was by tying him in knots, even allowing him to pin her down before turning the tables on him and overpowering him. On one occasion he had started holding her in a full nelson, and he was amazed at the ease with which she forced her way out of it. He could only watch in awe as her broad shoulders and powerful arms rippled with muscle as his arms were forced wide. When they finally came together at about four in the morning, he was totally exhausted, she merely satisfied. She looked at him, a familiar expression on her face, and grabbed his arm. He was pulled roughly towards her and kissed firmly, one hand at the back of his neck, the other gripping his erection through his trousers. "Still enjoy watching me perform I see, Dave?" He couldn't answer, he didn't need to. She picked him up and carried him out of sight of the house where she could satisfy her needs without being seen. One strong hand pinned him to the wall of the pump room while she unfastened his flies and pulled his cock out, and then, as usual after she had warmed herself up in this manner, she pinned him to the ground and thrust down on him. He pressed his arms upwards with all his strength, several months in the gym had improved his arms considerably, but still she held them down with ease. Her dress was sleeveless and he gazed lustfully at her biceps as they flexed. When he came she pulled him up and squashed his face into her cleavage, which was quite large despite the rest of her body being devoid of fat. "I'll finish this later," she whispered in his ear. And he knew she would. They walked back into the house and helped themselves to drinks. The dripping wet redhead who had set things in motion was talking to a tall dark-haired woman who looked pointedly across the room at Amanda. Dave watched as she strode towards them, hoping she wasn't going to pick a fight with her as he had barely recovered from the aftermath of the last one. "You seem to like picking on girls smaller than you, why don't you try someone a bit bigger?" She stood with her hands on her hips, waiting for Amanda to respond. "I really don't want another fight, and anyway, I was only looking after my property." Dave didn't like being referred to as her "property", but didn't say anything. The newcomer hauled him towards her and bent him over backwards and kissed him, her tongue pushing his way down his throat, almost choking him. When she let him go he staggered about, gasping for breath. "Well, let's see some protection then," she challenged. Amanda looked furious and reached for the girl. Dave had been surprised at how strong she had been but never imagined for one minute that she was stronger than his girlfriend was. Their hands met and they locked their fingers in a trial of strength, which he felt sure Amanda would win. It became apparent that she wouldn't almost instantly as her hands were forced quickly to her shoulders, and slowly but surely her knees bent until they were on the floor. With contemptuous ease she was flung over onto her side. She sat up and shook her hands, then she was lifted to her feet and gripped in a bear hug, which left her dangling helplessly and sobbing in agony in seconds. Dave watched in disbelief as his girlfriend was quickly and easily overpowered by the young woman, whose name was Tonia, according to the few in the crowd who were cheering her on. She released Amanda and grabbed the back of her neck with her left hand, turning her round so that her right hand could slip between her legs. The blonde soared up over her head with no sign of effort, and Tonia walked out to the pool. He couldn't believe what he was seeing, Amanda weighed about 150lbs, and yet it was as though she was weightless. His girlfriend begged not to be thrown in the pool, but in she went with a massive splash. Dave stepped towards the poolside but his arm was caught in a vice like grip and he was pulled helplessly into Tonia's powerful arms, which she casually wrapped around him. Watching Amanda do that to the red-head earlier had turned him on, but seeing this tall, dusky young woman do the same to her had caused him to almost cream his pants. She must be incredibly strong, he thought. Much stronger than Amanda! "You're mine now, forget that weakling. Or do you want me to chuck you in there as well?" She gripped his collar with one hand and his upper right thigh with the other and lifted him overhead, again without effort. Although he was not as strong as Amanda, he weighed almost 20lbs more than she did. He begged her not to throw him in and she set him down on the ground. "If I catch you with her, or anyone else, I'll beat the shit out of the pair of you." He nodded, and she picked him up in those powerful arms and carried him upstairs to the jeers of the crowd. She closed the bedroom door behind them and set him on the floor. With her hands on her hips she walked to the wall pushing him back against it with her body. She pressed her loins against him and leaned back slightly to allow herself room to remove her blouse, then transferred the pressure to his chest while she unclipped her skirt and let it fall to the ground. Like Amanda, she had no need for a bra despite the size of her breasts, but she was wearing knickers. She was bigger than Amanda! Even relaxed he could see the powerful muscles in her arms. She reached behind her head and unfastened her hair and shook it loose. He watched the play of muscles in her arms and gulped when he saw how large they grew even just performing this task. She pushed her right knee between his thighs and pressed her thigh against his cock, which was by now almost bursting out of his trousers. She smiled when she felt it. "I was right, then. You do like your girls stronger than you." She stepped away from him and dropped to the floor where she proceeded to perform press-ups with little effort. "Come and lie on my back, Dave, let's make this more interesting." He didn't hesitate and soon she was pressing the two of them up and down, still not drawing breath more than normal. "Why don't you get undressed, you might enjoy it more." He leapt off her and hurriedly removed his clothes, he certainly would enjoy the feel of this powerful body, skin to skin. He lay on her back again and positioned himself so that his cock was firmly between her solid buttocks, which she clenched tightly causing him to shudder with delight. She continued with her exercises and he held her biceps in his hands, feeling the muscles flex under their combined weight as she lifted them both repeatedly. All the time she was squeezing his cock and he climaxed very quickly. She continued to exercise while he lay on her back, his hands shifting between her breasts and her biceps, both fascinated him. He had always been a breast man, it was only since Amanda had displayed her considerable strength to him, and then used it on him, that he had realised that strong girls turned him on. Especially girls stronger than he was. He kissed her broad shoulders and sighed. Without warning she dropped to one side and he fell on the floor. She moved over him and pinned his wrists above his head. "Do you want to make love to me?" He nodded his head vigorously and she stood up and went to lie on the bed. "Come here." He was up like a shot and dived on top of her spread-eagled body. Amanda had never let him go on top, but he had often wanted to. He wanted to be free to run his hands over the powerful body he was making love to, not that he was ever against her practically raping him. It was just nice to have his hands free for a change. Tonia gripped the wrought iron bedstead with her hands and tensed her arms, smiling up at him as he gripped her bulging biceps as he entered her. Holding her big arms he thrust deeply, aroused by the big, solid muscles under his hands. He lasted longer this time, it was after all the third time in less than an hour. Her muscular legs wrapped around his waist and his eyes watered as she squeezed him. He doubted she was using all her strength, but she didn't need to. He moved his hands so that they were beneath her arms and he gripped them and used them to pull him deeper inside her. He lay fully on her and brushed his lips across her breasts, shoulders and upper arms as he thrust against her. When he seemed like he was going to explode she squeezed him both internally and around the waist and his rush was delayed. She did this twice until she was ready and they came together, she sighing deeply, he almost screaming as her legs locked around his middle. His hands pulled feebly at the solid muscles that seemed to be cutting him in half. Out of the corner of his eye he saw the iron bedstead bend, unable to withstand the power of her arms. His vision began to fade then, but she seemed to sense this and relaxed slightly, much to his relief. She wrapped her strong arms around him and held him firmly locked in place with both her arms and her legs. He lay there and decided that this was better than anything he had ever known. His eyes suddenly focused on the bent bedstead. What a woman this Tonia was!