Beth Doesn't Need Any More Training
revised by Musclehead

Author's note: I totally screwed up. That's what happens when you have a month
lapse. No big deal, but through the whole second half of story I used the name
Ben when it should have been Todd. This version is corrected, therefore makes
more sense.

Now that Beth had conquered Jeff, she had two men who worshipped the ground
she walked on. Bill was her main guy. In addition to her physically dominating
him whenever they wrestled, always leading to plenty of oral sex her way, she
let Bill fuck her, or rather be a participant in actual intercourse with her.
He had a good attitude and a big dick. They were truly lovers and she orally
satisfied him as well, although he would have been quite content to simply
serve her and in so doing get totally turned on by her awesomeness.

No such luck for Jeff. They had no real relationship outside of her wiping the
floor with him whenever they wrestled. And while his attitude about superior
women had certainly improved, his average dick was never going to be in her
mouth or pussy. Still, when she called, he was there to get his ass kicked and
serve her because he, too, worshipped her and got off on serving her. He was
working out a lot more and was getting stronger, as was Bill, but she was
widening the gap on both of them. She simply had more drive, fueled by a lust
for physically dominating men in both wrestling and sex. Consequently she
worked out much harder.

She loved being able to make both of these guys come just by asserting her
superiority. But her improvisational skills when wrestling were getting better
all the time and even though they were very strong guys, especially Jeff, it
was getting to the point where they were simply no competition for her, if
they ever were. So from time to time she tested herself on bigger and stronger
guys, always with the same results, though maybe not quite so easily. Should
Todd be the next one? She decided to try a different tack with him.

She seduced him and giving him the most awesome sex of his life, leaving him
begging for more. Then she let him know that she knew about his wrestling
encounter with Miranda. "I like to do some wrestling too, Todd. Would it turn
you on if I beat you like she did?"

"Well I don't think you could beat me. Miranda is one of a kind. And I'd be
afraid of hurting you."

"I thought you were enlightened."

"I am, and I know you're a really strong woman, but I'm a really strong man
who outweighs you by probably twenty-five or thirty pounds."

"But you outweighed Miranda and from what I heard, she cleaned your clock."

"Yeah, but like I said, she's one of a kind, so thick also. I know she's only
fifteen but she's been working out with experts since she was like two."

"Miranda tells me you came in your shorts as she was crushing the life out of
you."

He looked down at the floor. "That was rather humiliating."

"But it clearly shows how turned on you were even though you were in pain."

"Yeah, I guess so."

"You already know I'm a great fuck."

"That's for sure. You're the best I've ever been with."

"Well, don't you think it would turn you on if I beat you in wrestling and
then overwhelmed you sexually?"

"Like I said, I don't think you could beat me, but I'm sure it would really
turn me on beating you and then fucking the daylights out of you."

Beth was intentionally leading him down the path she wanted. "Tell you what,
Todd. Why don't you ask Jeff how well I wrestle and then go practice up for a
month."

"Jeff. (Grunt). I could beat him like a rented mule."

"Todd. If you want to have sex with me anymore, you're going to have to
wrestle me and beat me, but I fully intend to make you my sex slave after I
destroy you. One month."

Todd worked out like a maniac for the next month. He asked Miranda to wrestle
with him for practice. Miranda had had a small growth spurt, only an inch in
height but had somehow gained another ten pounds, so now she was only ten
pounds less than him. If her strength was scary before, well now it was
deadly. It was like having a fight with a bull. She was so rough on him that
he decided he could get badly hurt if he practiced with her anymore.

Looking for new competition, Beth was making the rounds other Crossfit gyms
where no one knew her. It was amazing how many guys had no problem with the
idea of having physical competition with a woman, and for various reasons.
Being involved in crossfit, they were used to really strong women, although
none of them thought that a woman could equal or surpass a crossfit man. A
regular guy, or even a guy who worked out, undoubtedly, but a crossfit guy, no
way. They all thought they'd get a little action later, and they all had the
hots for this new woman in their gym.

But every contest ended the same way. After somehow stunning the guy, or
simply overpowering him, Beth would make up some new, extremely painful hold
or at least one that would render them helpless, applied with lightning speed,
and before it was over, they would be doing to her what she liked best,
licking her pussy while she held them in one of those compromised positions.
Beth was so hot that every one of them wound up paying hands off homage to
her, reaffirming what she already knew, that she was an awesome sex goddess.

She liked some good competition, making the inevitable conclusion of any
encounter even sweeter when she overwhelmed a guy who by most standards would
be considered formidable himself. But sometimes she simply relished utterly
destroying some deserving asshole, competitive or not. That was the case one
weekend at the beach. Beth wore her tiniest leopard skin bikini, leaving
little to the imagination, underscoring both the jungle goddess fantasy of
every man and leaving everyone convinced that this was a body so superior it
had to be seen to be believed.

That is, almost everybody. One guy was making disparaging comments about her
to all his friends, saying that her muscles were ugly and besides, they were
just for show anyway, that she might be stronger than other girls but that was
about it. That was out of earshot, but when she was close, he was all but
drooling over her, another closet female muscle lover. This asshole was stupid
and crude, even coming on to Beth right in front of his girlfriend.

Beth rebuffed him but when she saw how hurt the girlfriend was and how little
this guy cared about hurting her feelings, she decided that something had to
be done. When he went into the water, Beth approached the girlfriend, Diane,
to apologize. "It's not your fault, he does it all the time. But, in this
instance I can hardly blame him, you are so awesome."

"Thanks, but he should be a little more sensitive to your feelings."

"I wish someone would teach him a lesson."

A big smile crossed Beth's face. "That can be arranged." So a plan was
hatched.

When the asshole, his name was Jack, came out of the water, Beth was gone.
"Where'd that hot bitch go? Man would I like to fuck her. We can't you look
more like her?" Muscles or not, she was so hot."

"Come on Jack, you liked her muscles, her muscle were one of the things thnat
made her hot. And she had more muscle than you. I'll bet you could never keep
up with her."

"Why don't you shut up, bitch. That's just woman muscle. It looks good, and
I'm sure it helps to make her a great fuck, but it's not like guy muscle.
Besides, I'm bigger than her."

"You are so stupid. And maybe you're taller than her, but you're not bigger."
Jack raised his hand like he was going to hit her. Beth may have left, but
Bill was still nearby and he stepped in to stop Jack from backhanding her.
Immediately backing down, Jack could see that Bill was a lot better built than
he was. Somehow he could see that Bill having more muscle than him would
naturally make him stronger, but couldn't get it through his thick skull that
Beth, who had more muscle than Bill, would be even more so. Little did he know
that soon enough he would be tangling with this woman who could handle Bill
with ease.

Several hours later there was a knock at the door of the house where Jack and
Diane were staying. "Well, I see you've changed your mind. Come in. What's
with the sweats, where's you're Sheena outfit?"

"I thought it would be good for you to experience a woman like me. It was
getting chilly for a swimsuit. Wow, nice place. You must have a lot of money.
I guess that's why you can get away with being such an asshole."

"What? You better watch what you say, bitch."

"Oh, I will. Where's your girlfriend?" Just then, Diane came into the room.
She looked like she had been hit. One of her eyes was swollen. "Bill told me
he stopped you from hitting this poor girl down at the beach."

"What?"

"He's my boyfriend you coward. So you hit her when no one was around. Not
cool. Well, are you going to try to have your way with me or not?"

"Yeah, and I'll hit you too if I feel like it." He turned to Diane. "Get out,
bitch. I'm gonna fuck this muscle woman."

"No, I wanna watch."

"Kinky. Well, I don't give a fuck. Maybe you'll learn something."

"I hope so, you asshole. God, can't you tell you've been set up?"

"What do you mean?"

"This woman, Beth, didn't like the way you came on to her right in front of me
at the beach. She's here to teach you a lesson."

Beth had crossed to the other side of the spacious living room. "Come and take
me if you can, asshole." She removed her sweats and stood there in her
favorite outfit for just these occasions, designed to show how formidable her
body was and turn her opponent on at the same time. A tight, way too small
wife beater rode up her powerful torso, and her thong panties had the
inscription across the little patch covering her pussy that said, "This
bodypart is going to break your nose."

"What the fuck is going on here?" Jack still didn't get it.

"Bill, the guy who stopped you from hitting Diana down at the beach, he's my
boyfriend, and he overheard you say that women's muscles were for show but not
as strong as a man's muscles. I'm here to prove you wrong and to teach you
some manners. If you want to fuck me, you have to fight me. Come and get it."

There was not going to be any teasing or anything on Beth's part. She was
going to beat this guy within an inch of his life. Jack came at her in a
clumsy rage. In a split second her hand was on his head, one powerful pull and
he was stumbling toward her. Beth jumped up and over him, wrapping her
powerful legs high on his upper body, capturing his head, shoulders and one of
his arms. Before they even hit the floor, she had grabbed his right leg with
her opposite hand and pulled back hard, arching his back painfully the wrong
way and pulling his leg to the opposite side.

In an instant after they landed, she captured his other leg, and did the same
thing with that leg. So in less than three seconds he was completely helpless,
but even worse, he was being bent backwards and twisted all at once. Diane
squealed and clapped with delight. To make things worse, Beth lean down onto
her back above him, mashing his head into the carpeting. His one free hand was
flailing about wildly and somehow she captured that as well, yanking it across
his back, almost breaking it.

The whole thing took less than ten seconds. Yes, Beth was used to dominating
strong guys like Bill and Jeff and she knew this guy would be absolutely
nothing to her, but she didn't care. Guys like this that hit weaker women need
to have encounters with superior ones so they can find out what it's like to
be on the receiving end. She squeezed and pulled and in another few seconds
his body went limp.

Beth let go of his legs and arm and they flopped lifelessly to the floor. She
could feel herself getting worked up. In seconds she had destroyed this man
and rendered him completely helpless. But in reality he was completely
helpless before they even started, he just didn't know it. And right now, she
really didn't care.

With explosive power, she rolled onto her back, quickly bringing her legs up
and whipping his lower body and legs into the air and over her. She somehow
twisted in mid roll so that he wound up on his back, with her on his chest,
facing the same way. Resting her hands on her powerful thighs, Beth closed her
eyes, pondering what to do next when she felt hands on her arms, stroking her
pumped biceps. She opened her eyes to find Diane fondling her muscles.

"Oh, you are so awesome. I've never felt this way before, but I am so turned
on right now. I hope you don't mind me touching your muscles."

"I've never had my muscles caressed by a woman before." She closed her eyes
and wallowed in the sensations as Jack lay beneath her, still unconscious but
starting to stir. An idea occurred to her to further humiliate him. "Diane,
does he go south with the mouth?"

"Huh?"

"Does he give you oral sex sometimes?"

"Never, but he expects me to do it all the time. In fact he never satisfies me
at all."

"Why do you stay with this guy?"

"He's blackmailing me, sort of. He's my father's boss, and if I don't put out
for him he'll get my Dad fired."

"Well, we'll see about that. Why don't you take your clothes off."

As Diane stripped down, a very pretty and fit body, nothing special, but
certainly more fit than Jack, Diane took Jack's arms and tucked them under and
behind his back, then sat back down on his stomach. She pulled her top off as
Diane came in, kneeling above his head and they started rubbing beautiful
breasts against beautiful breasts as Jack awoke. Beth reached down and started
gently stroking Diane's pussy which was hovering right above his face.

Soon, expert female touch was causing Diane to writhe about, awash in ecstasy,
and she began dripping girl goo down on his face. "Get the fuck off me you
dyke bitches."

"Jack, you're in no position to tell us what to do." To emphasize her point,
Beth shot her feet back between his knees, not even a grapevine, or anything
like that, just the feet between his knees, and then she just powered outward,
spreading his legs painfully. As he screamed, Beth reached out and put her
hands under Diane's thighs as Diane put her hands on Beth's powerful shoulders
for balance. "Hey Jack, watch this." With amazing strength, she lifted Diane
up and up and brought her lips to Diane's vagina lips, eating her out until
Diane screamed in pleasure.

Then she shifted her hand position slightly. "Diane, get ready." Beth
cantilevered Diane almost to arm's length, and dropped her straight down onto
Jack's face. "I was gonna break your nose with my pussy, but I think it would
be better if Diane did it."

Diane started grinding away but in a few moments, "He's not licking."

"Time to slide up and clamp tight with your lips on his nose." She did as told
and soon found that since he couldn't breathe out of his nose, he was gasping
for breath with his mouth, creating just the sensations Beth knew would
happen. Considering her petiteness, Diane was proving herself to be
surprisingly strong, and her arousal was really getting her bouncing up and
down on his face. While she was getting off, Beth reached back and found to
her surprise that Jack was pretty well endowed.

"Mmmm, he's big. "

"But he doesn't know what to do with it, at least as far as women are
concerned," she managed between moans. "Luckily I know where my G-spot is."

"Me too." She ripped off his pants. "He's hard as a rock. Seems like he likes
being dominated."

"He likes your muscles too."

"I know. They all do."

"I wish I could be as strong as you."

"Well, I've had quite a head start and I out-weigh you by close to thirty
pounds. But I could train you to be stronger than this weenie in less than a
month. We'll talk more later." She impaled herself on him and started riding.
Soon she was very ready and she could feel that in spite of his pain, he was
too. Diane had had several orgasms at his expense already.

"Okay, Diane, make sure you keep a tight grip with your pussy. When I count to
three, I want you to twist your hips to the left as hard as you can. Ready?"
She nodded. "One, two, three. As Diane twisted, so did the powerful Beth as
she clamped down on him like a vise. Phil screamed into Diane's pussy as his
cock and his nose were simultaneously broken while the girls writhed in over
the top pleasure.

True to her word, Beth started to train Diane, and in about a month Diane, was
beating up on the bastard whenever she felt like it, and the only part of his
body that ever touched her sweet womanhood from that point on was his tongue,
as it should be. And just about the same time that Diane was showing Jack who
was in charge, Beth and Todd were readying themselves for their confrontation.

In spite of his size advantage, and the fact that he had been working out with
even more intensity than usual, Todd did not have an edge in the strength
department. He had been working towards the goal of once again having awesome
sex. But Beth was all but consumed with being able to physically and sexually
dominate any man, even one as formidable as Todd. When she was in a pensive
mood, she would ponder what had come over her in recent months, but then her
mind would wander and next thing she knew she was thinking about the things
she had done to Bill and Jeff, and the next thing she knew, she was calling
one of them for some gratification.

Instead of a month, it had been close to six weeks, so tonight it was going to
happen with Todd. They had met at the gym where there were plenty of mats.
Beth was supremely confident and so excited she was practically writhing as
they faced off against each other. In spite of knowing that he was at least
twice as strong as the average man his size, something about the way Beth was
acting unnerved him. And the way she was dressed didn't help matters much.

She had taken a cut off wife-beater and twisted it before putting it on, so
that it sort of knotted in between her breasts, pulling tight against them and
making them appear to stick out even further than they usually did. Her pink
choker coordinated with mid-thigh kneesocks and pink thong that had the
inscription "Explosive Power" written across the tiny triangle. She looked
absolutely delicious, good enough to eat, and she fully planned to make that
happen.

That little bit of self-doubt in Todd's mind was all Beth needed and she took
it to him right away. An amazingly quick maneuver on her part, catching a leg
and throwing him off balance was just the opening she needed. Before he could
recover his balance, she plowed into him with the ferocity of a Ronnie Lott
tackle, her shoulder coming in and catching him under his chin. Todd was dazed
only for a split second, but as he fell onto his back, the lightning fast Beth
pulled his left arm across his chest and bullied his leg on that same side up
and around the back of his head.

She leapt forward and planted her crotch right on his face, her legs
encircling head, controlling it and the leg at the same time, while his leg
held his arm in check. Turning to her left and reaching back with her left
hand, she grabbed his right ankle, pushing as far behind her as she could
while bringing her right arm back and hooking his foot in the crook of her
elbow. She let go with the left hand while pulling forward with the right arm.
Now his other leg was secure.

Todd started wildly swinging his right arm, his only free limb, but Beth
grabbed it, leaned to her right, and with brute strength pushed his arm down
and under his back, then sat back up. Beth was out of her mind with arousal at
this point. Todd was the strongest by far of all the men she had battled with
and she had overwhelmed him just as easily, actually more quickly. She grabbed
the back of his head shoving it into her pussy so hard that he couldn't
breathe.

For his part, Todd himself was as turned on as he had ever been. Beth had
overwhelmed him more easily than Miranda had. Was she stronger than Miranda?
Probably not, but she sure was faster. But right now he was so twisted up that
he couldn't ejaculate even if he wanted to. He just wanted to catch a breath.
But Beth was on another planet. She was so lost in her overwhelming sexual
firestorm that she was unaware as to how much she was hurting him.

Finally, as Beth exploded in the most intense orgasm of her life, her whole
body tensed with such fierce power, every part of Todd was in totally agony.
Finally he passed out but Beth continued to boil over, one orgasm piling on
top of the previous one until she herself was having trouble breathing. As she
gulped in air, she realized that his entire body had gone limp.

This realization that she had so totally devastated this extremely strong man
was too much for her to take. She disentangled herself and him from her latest
improvised hold and he flopped to the floor on his back. Beth literally tore
away her clothes then ripped his shorts off. He wasn't even hard. "No, this
can't be. I am a goddess. He should not only be hard, he should have cum by
now, several times."

A weak voice, barely audible whispered, "I couldn't, I was so twisted up that
my dick was being squished." Even as he spoke his thick member was stiffening.
"But I was more turned on than I've ever been. You're even more overwhelming
than Miranda."

Hearing those words was more than she could bear. Beth grabbed the still
defenseless Todd by the arm, lifted him off the mat and literally flung him
several feet where his back smashed against the wall. As he slid down into a
seated position, she was already leaping forward, slamming her crotch into his
face. There were vertical bars attached to the wall as she grabbed ahold of
them for leverage and pushed her sopping pussy against his face.

Todd's arms were free and he was regaining his strength so he reached up and
tried to pull her away since she was pushing against his head so hard. But
Beth was so out of control at this point it was as if her strength had
doubled. Soon though, his pulling at her started to change, and now he was
suddenly groping, kneading her round, rock hard glutes, pulling himself in
harder to service her better.

Minutes later as she was slamming his head against the wall in the midst of
another stupendous moment, she felt something hot and wet spraying all over
her powerful hamstrings and ass, some spurts even shooting so high as to land
on her back. She didn't need to look back to know what it was. "Yes," she
screamed. "I am a goddess among goddesses."

Beth pulled away, cupped the back of his head and pushed him towards the
center of the mats. She leaped on Todd like a tiger, quickly and forcefully
impaling herself on him. Leaning forward as she slammed his arms to the mat on
either side of his head, she growled, "Suck on my tits". He didn't need to be
told twice. Todd was somewhat recovered now and these two supremely
conditioned athletes fucked non-stop for nearly two hours. Both lost count of
how many times they came, but suffice it to say a sexual marathon with this
dynamo would have killed most men.

Eventually, as Ben tired, Beth turned herself around and planted herself on
his tongue once more, confident that even though Ben was exhausted, she was
awesome enough to make him ejaculate several more times. She closed her eyes
for a moment, arching her back and pinching her nipples, opening them just in
time to see his hands moving towards his throbbing penis. Quickly grabbing
them and pulling them back, "You won't be needing those." She stared at his
boner as she continued to grind her pussy on his tongue. Seconds later he
erupted. She smiled, wondering who was going to be the next man to be
conquered and subjugated.