Sandy Pherson walked up to Tom's new house. She was wearing only a thong and was really looking forwards to shagging Tom again - and meeting Caroline. She marched up to a window and wiped the steam from it. Inside, Tom and Caroline were already at it; Miss Everson lying, legs spread, on the bed. Sandy's breath quickened. She started to caress on of her nipples between her fingers, feeling it harden as she examined Caroline's voluptous physique. Inside the building, Tom heaved his pelvis up and down, making Caroline enormous tits wobble like jelly on a plate. Then, the couple heard what sounded like a hose being blasted against on of their windows. Looking at the window in question, it was clear that it was not water that was splattering the window, but milk. Outside, Sandy had excited herself so much that her nipples were blasting the window pane with gallons of milk, which ran down and dribbled off onto the floor. She looked in at Caroline, looking at her fine physique. Superwoman gave her a wink. Sandy's body shivered with excitement, making her snap off a large chunk from the window ledge, making the concrete literally explode under the pressure from her finger tips.

As Miss Pherson's body pulsated with pleasure, she accidentally forced her hands through the wall. Recovering from her bliss, Sandy came to her sentance and said through the hole she had just made:

"Sorry about that, I guess I got a little excited. Can I come in?"

"Sure," said Tom, offering his hand. Sandy took it, even though she clearly didn't need it.

She kicked down what remained of the wall and entered the lavishly furnished room.

"Tom," asks Sandy, "What happened to your old place?"

"Caroline demolished it when she climaxed."

Caroline smiled weakly, and said: "Sorry."

"No, that's alright," replies Tom, "That flat was getting a bit too small for the seven of us anyway."

"Besides," says Sandy, "This place is much nicer. And I gather you've got a special bed for seven fitted."

"Sure have."

"I expect, between Caroline and myself, we could fill it," announces Sandy, "since we're so big."

Caroline laughs and moves a little closer to Miss Pherson.

"Oh, by the way Caroline, Sandy is something of a doubter that you're as strong as her."

"Well, I wouldn't have said that," answered Sandy, blushing.

"So you'd like a quick demonstration of my strength?"

"If it's not too much bother."

"I'll give you an arm-wrestle."

"Certainly," says Sandy, feeling confident.

So, the two naked women kneel on opposite sides of the table and each place one muscle-packed arm on top of it. They clasp each other's hands tightly. The look up at Tom.

"Ready...Go!"

Caroline kneels there casually, her arm not even moving.

"He said 'go', Sandy."

Sandy is gritting her teeth, trying with all her might to make Caroline's hand budge even an inch. Her muscles bulge impressively, sweat runs down her tits, hangs from her pointed nipples for a while, and then drips onto the carpet.

"Nnnnggghhh!!" says Sandy, her face going red.

Caroline starts to user her free hand to brush her golden hair back over her shoulders. She is clearly in no difficulty at all.

"Do you give in?"

Sandy gives it one last try, and then says:

"Christ! How do you get that strong?"

"I just train. A lot." replies Caroline.

"Excuse me a moment."

Sandy grasps the table they had just been arm-wrestling on and lifted it from the ground. Then, she proceeds to twist the metal legs into a knot. Finally, with no apparent difficulty, she compresses the table to the size of a tennis ball.

"Hmmmm," she ponders, "It's not that I have suddenly become weak. You really are that strong. I have to say, I'm impressed. Sorry about the table by the way. It seems to be a bit mangled."

"That's okay," says Tom, "I get used to it."

Sandy reaches out and grabs Caroline, lifting her from her feet.

"I can't hold back any longer," she says, fondling Miss Everson's buttocks lovingly, "I must fuck you!"

"No complaints here," replies Superwoman, her breasts swelling noticably.

"Where's the bed?"

"Upstairs."

Sandy carries Caroline up the stairs. Tom follows the lesbians. Miss Pherson gently deposits Superwoman on the super-large bed. As Sandy slithers out of her moist thong, Caroline reaches for Tom, pulls him closer, tears off his clothes, and says:

"Join us, lover."

Tom happily dives in, caressing Miss Everson's body eagerly. He can easily feel her defined contours, her swelling tits, and her deep vagina as his figners rub across them. Sandy lets her thong drop to the floor and slides into the bed. She was right; her and Caroline's broad physiques do take up most of the bed. Make no mistake, these are BIG women.

Miss Pherson chews on Caroline's hard nipples lightly, sending her wild with excitement. As her hands flair about, they dent the poles along the end of the bed, ripping several clean in half. Sandy reaches out with a spare hand and caresses Tom's penis, holding it tightly, rubbing her digits along the full length of his hardening shaft. Caroline reached out and forced a finger into Sandy's cunt, feeling the warm love juices within. Sandy sucked in her breath sharply and bit Caroline's nipple hard. It would have hurt any other lady, but it just served to excite Superwoman.

"Uh!" groaned the female body builders, arching their back with pleasure.

Suddenly, all three lovers orgasmed simultaneously. Sandy felt Tom's dick splatter her hand with warm cum, dribbling onto the bed clothes. She reached out and ripped a cushion in half, the feathers exploding outwards. Caroline reached behind her and compulsively tore the steel bars from the end of the bed. They twanged loudly as they snapped, crumpling in Miss Everson's overpowering grip. Her cunt blasted cunt upwards with such force that the bed clothes were lifted upwards and throw off the bed. Sandy's own vagina drilled a hole in the bed itself, the powerful jet ripping through the fabric with ease.

Slowly, the trio relaxed and set about repairing the damage they had cause in just a couple of seconds. Sandy posed naked for Playboy (they were only too keen) and earned more than enough to buy an even larger bed, a new table, and to repair the hole in the wall she made.