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Old 07-Apr-21, 08:35
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very nice Story
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Wow, this great story is on top again, as it was in the good old days!
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A fine line... cyndihoney2001

We were sitting around in my bedroom, which is actually quite large.
It was myself, two girlfriends, Tess and Andrea, and Andrea's younger
brother, Zach, who was at the time 17 and a senior in high school. He
had come to visit his sister, to see what college was like for the
weekend. We were just hanging out for the afternoon, planning to go
to a few parties that evening. We were discussing the incident in the
park, laughing and joking about it, Zach just watching saying
nothing. Every now and then he would look in my direction, but mostly
he would look about the room, acting disinterested, as if the entire
discussion was beneath him. When he did look over at me it was with
an air of thinly veiled contempt, but I did notice his eyes wandering
to parts of me other than my eyes. Now at the time I had a boyfriend,
but I was quite flattered with the way that Zach kept looking over at
me, at my legs, among other parts. I may act aloof at times, but I do
appreciate attention now and then. Finally he broke his silence. He
said that there was no way a girl could beat up a guy, especially if
he was bigger, or even the same size. He was being arrogant as most
high school boys are, trying to impress. He doubted my story,
claiming that I must have made it up, or at least the guy was more
drunk than I had let on. We went back and forth a bit, then he made
the statement I knew was inevitable: he claimed that I couldn't even
beat him.

Now I knew that he had challenged me with the hopes in copping a
feel, but in fact I was intrigued at the notion of wrestling a good-
looking 17 year old boy myself, and agreed to wrestle him to
submission. I admit I was a little bit worried, because I had never
wrestled a guy based on a challenge; it has always been spontaneous,
and I was able to use the spontaneity to my advantage. But Zach and I
were about the same height, he perhaps an inch taller, and although
he was no weakling, he was no jock either. So we cleared the
furniture to the sides of the room and both set upon proving our
respective points.

With my two girlfriends watching, we both got on our knees and set
the rules. No choke holds no hair pulling and no groin kneeing. The
match ends when someone says, "give". We started with a wrestling
hold, one on all fours, and the other on knees, hands on the
opponents' arms. Zach said he would give me an advantage, being a
girl; he would be on all fours. I could start on top. I welcomed his
cockiness.


Someone said "go" and we commenced wrestling. Neither of us got a
clear advantage right away. I was surprised at how strong he was, but
more surprised at my own strength, especially the strength in my
legs. We flipped each other a few times, each of us trying to get in
a position as we rolled around on the floor. At this point I really
wasn't trying to beat him, only to keep things moving, to wear him
out. I was able to keep up with him and at the same time could sense
him tiring after about ten minutes.

Finally I was on my stomach and he was on my back, his hands grabbing
my elbows, trying to force me on my back. I relaxed a little, letting
him do all of the work while I caught my breath. My legs were spread,
resting, yet preventing him from flipping me. When I could feel him
tiring, I rolled slowly on my side and then quickly, with a burst
from my legs, flipped him over on his back hard, me on my back on top
of him, almost knocking the wind out of him. He released his grip and
I spun around on him, almost lying flat on him, and grabbed his
wrists, pulling his arms out above his head. Now at this point I was
straddling him low in the stomach, my body at about 45 degrees, his
arms pinned high above his head. He still had strength in his legs,
though, and I knew that I needed to immobilize them. I did a move I
had never done before. I slid my own legs back and sort of wrapped
them around his, my ankles locking his calves, pushing his legs out
and preventing him from moving them. My body was now working as one
muscle as my hands had his arms pinned hard, and my legs had his legs
frozen. I looked down at his face. He no longer had that teenage
cockiness about him; he was genuinley surprised and a bit frightened.
I smiled and said, "give"? He squirmed a little to no avail. I had
him locked up good.

Then I felt something, something that sent a shiver through me and my
whole body tensed up. I turned to my friends and had them leave; I
told them he would not submit with them in the room. They dutifully
left, closing the door. I looked back down at my frightened prey. The
tone of the battle had changed.

Even though he was in pain, and felt humiliated, Zach was obviously
excited. I could feel his erection through his jeans, and the thought
of turning someone on by beating them had made me wildly excited. I
switched my grip on his wrists so that now my right hand held his
right, and vice-versa. This way I could pull my hands slowly outward,
causing him pain and reminding him that I was still in charge.



I started teasing him, fluffing my hair in his face, rubbing up a
little more against him, all the while spreading his legs and
twisting his arms, so that he received a healthy dose of pain with
his pleasure. The thought of totally dominating a guy while bringing
him pleasure at the same time drove me over the edge. It brought me
to a level of excitement and arousal I had not felt before. By this
time I had thought he was going to burst out of his jeans, and I was
going to steam my shorts off, so I decided that I needed to move
ahead.

I wanted to give him relief, but I wanted to control his relief, let
him know that I was allowing him to come. I slowly slid back onto his
penis, which by now was pointing down towards his feet, if they were
not spread wide by my legs. Now the only material between my clitoris
and his penis were my cut-offs and his jeans. I continued to twist
his arms as I pushed down slowly on his penis, slowly so he would
last and I would receive pleasure also. I looked down at him and
finally spoke, asking if he gave yet. He of course could not speak;
his mouth sort of parted, like he was trying to speak, but nothing
came out. I could tell that he could not give nor utter a sound until
he came, no matter how much his shoulders and legs hurt. I moved
forward a bit off of his penis, causing him a totally different pain,
and smiled down at him. I pulled my arms outward a little more so
that now his biceps were almost straight up next to his head and his
forearms were bent so that his wrists were over their opposite
shoulders. His eyes were tearing a little, and I was so hot at this
point that my lust and desire had taken control of my body. I slid
back, slowly, watching his eyes roll back into his head, then
closing. I pushed down a little more, and out of his mouth came, at
first a barely audible whimper, then a cringe of pain, then grunt in
pleasure as he came. I pushed down even harder, concentrating now on
my own pleasure, pushing hard until the wave crashed over me as my
body, still acting as one muscle, now tensed up as one, my legs
tightened around his and my hands gripped his wrists like a vice and
I started to quiver a little, breaking out in a cold sweat. It wasn't
the same pleasurable feeling as actual penetration; maybe more of an
aftershock, but sometimes aftershocks register high on the Richter
scale. I rode the wave as best I could, feeling ripples of pleasure
throughout my body, struggling to maintain control on top of him.
Finally, the wave pulled back and I looked down at him. His eyes were
open half-mast as if he were drunk, his entire body limp. A droplet
of sweat, which was beading up on my face, fell into his eye, and his
eyes closed again in pain.



I released my legs at this point, sliding me rear easily up onto his
chest, releasing his arms and pinned them securely under my legs; his
wrists pinned by my knees. I moved my legs in slightly so my thighs
brushed his cheeks. I covered his eyes with my hand and thrust my
crotch into his chin, gasping at one last jolt of pleasure. I grabbed
the sill with my other hand so I wouldn't collapse as my body
shuddered again. I looked down at his face, framed by my bare moist
thighs. The sweat from my thighs had rolled down onto his face. I
reached for a water bottle and sprinkled some water on his face, not
to cool him off, but to remind him of whom was still in control. I
took a sip, cooling myself off by wiping the bottle over my face and
looked down at him again. He dared not speak. I wiped the remaining
droplets of sweat from my thighs and gently brushed my hands on his
face, covering it with more of my sweat. He meekly submitted,
whispering "I give" soo low that I had to read his qtrembling lips to
understand him.

I slowly stood up and looked down at his sweat stained shirt, soaked
by my rear and legs. He slowly get to his feet, and I told him that
he had better change his pants. My expression was blank as I spoke. I
didn't want him to think that he brought me pleasure. I had used him
for my pleasure while controlling his.

He was very obedient and attentive that night, not at all the kid I
had met that afternoon. He brought me drinks at the party, never
spoke back, never disrespectful. And I just about ignored him.

That night I called my boyfriend, requesting that he came to spend
the following weekend with me. I had a surprise in store for him.
I think this is now my favorite.
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Old 12-Oct-21, 21:54
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I think this is now my favorite.
Mine also!
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Terrific stories! Big thanks for posting!
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