I think you hiding something 
by step brother   stepbro63@yahoo.com
A 17 years old boy gets outsmarted, outwrestled and charmed by his step sister 


    From the first week after my father got married for the second 
time  me and my step sister Rita, always had a rivalry about amost
everything.  The fact that she was a girl and one year younger
than me, did not stop her from wanting to be better. In fact it
made her desire of winning even stronger.
  
   A defeat in cards or a monopoly game by her was my worst nightmare.
It was making me want to cry, some times i could not hold my tears
and she always did her best to humiliate me when it was happening.
 
   My father used to say that i was lucky to be older because he was 
certain she would beat me up quite often if she could. She was the 
tallest girl in her class, one of the most pretty ones and because of
that i was bombed all day with remarks from my friends for being so
lucky to live in the same house with her.

    There was no way to keep sports out of our competition and even
if i was a good runner i had to put up all my effort to beat her. 
I could run the 100m in 12,5 seconds but she was the best in her class,
 she could do it in just 12,8 sec.
 
   When she was 15 she joined the track team and started training. 
At first i was not so much worried but when one day i went to 
watch the training i felt that the slight edge i had  would not last long.
Since then i did not dare to challenge her, i was afraid that the 
fear of loosing would make my legs tremble during the race and i would
loose just because of that.  
   
   Five months later, one evening when our parents were out we were 
talking about her training. She was telling me that she felt much stronger
but i kept insisting that i could do everything she could. At one 
moment she stood up, got a clip and joined together the front and the 
rear of her skirt between her knees. I wondered what was the purpose
of that and in front of my wide open eyes and dry mouth  she bended
her body foreward, fixed her palms on the floor, raised her legs up,
balanced perfectly  and walked on her hands for half a minute or so.
The clip was just to keep the skirt from falling, and i was not 
really convincing when i congratulated her.

    She knew i was frustrated. There was no way for me to do that and 
unfortunately the next months when i was winning in a game and made 
an attemt to taunt her she would just stand up, do it again and make
me feel that i was the looser.

    But there were worse to come. On the way to my father's home town for
our summer vacations i knew it would be not easy to avoid the test, who 
was the faster one. On the second day me, her, and my cousin went to visit
a local monument at the top of a hill. We had to climb a 250 step stairway 
to get there and my cousin made the mistake to propose a race for the 
three of us. She agreed at once and i just could not say no, it would
make me look bad in my cousin eyes. 

   I was very nervous about this one and not without a reason. 
She took the lead and i kept after her, watching her calves
moving up on the stairs at a tremendous speed.  I doubled my efforts
and i almost caught her. Almost ... If i had 30 more steps i would be the 
winner. But i was not. And my stupid cousin who was responsible for all 
that had quit in the middle of the race.

   She did no miss telling everone how she had beaten both of us and
her mother was very proud of her daughter and kept saying how good athlets
her family was producing. At that point i have to say that 
 nobody could tell the same about me. I was very thin, looked
almost fragile and hated that. My step sister was shorter and a little 
lighter but looked equally strong as i did. 
 
   I went to sleep with bitter thoughts in my mind and most of my dreams 
were about her shapely legs in shorts running away, with be unable to
keep her pace.

   I expected the next morning not to be a plesant one but what happened
was beyond my immagination. I woke up late from loud voices. My cousin 
was reading her diary when she came in the room and told him to give it
back  to her. He refused and soon she started chasing him around a 
table in the middle of the room. 

   This kid was really stupid. After 5 or 6 rounds around the table she 
got him and grabbed him by the waist. He threw it away but it hit the 
wall and lost some pages. Now she was really angry. I forgot to mention 
that he was 3 years younger, shorter and ... weaker.

    He tried to escape but she grabbed his hands and turned him to face
her. He could not free his hands, hers were probably much stronger.
All that was happening in the middle of the room while i was still on the
bed. Next to it on the pillow side was a 3 feet high box with a flat top.

   She was pushing him to that direction and after a few steps back his
calves hit the side of the box and stopped. He had no place to retreat now,
His hands were obviously tired and his last desperate attemts were to move
left ot right to escape. But she pressed him real hard. Her crouch was 
pressing his belly, her thighs were pressing his groin and she was trying 
now to step in his feet.

   I was watching the fight completely fascinated. I could not think nothing 
but admiring how easily she was handling him and how sexy she looked doing
all that to him. She was wering short T-shirt that exposed her flatt belly
and tight jeans.  Her face had that expression of triumph i hated so much,
 her breast was pushing his face and i could not take my eyes from her 
thighs as they were rubbing on his body as she was trying to put her feet
on his.
   
     The whole thing was taking place next to me i could hear my cousin's 
heavy breathing and feel his agony. She finaly climbed on his feet and thats
when she realized i was watching. Instead of leting him go she kept her 
hold and started leaning foreward making him bending his spine backwards.
They were both looking at me, his eyes were begging me for help  and hers 
were telling me what she could do to someone if she wanted to.

    After she let him go it took me a long time to get myself together.
I felt excited, so sorry for my poor cousin and an irresistable urge
to take revenge for the humiliation of the male gender i had witnessed.
Most of all i wanted to wrestle her to equal the score for both me and
him and make sure that she could not beat me.

    At noon everyone left for swimming and we were left alone. I started 
pushing her around and said to her that it was unfair to pin someone 
smaller, she sould try on me this time. She looked scared for a moment, 
and avoided to fight, she replied that me against her was unfair too.
She was right, i was older bigger and a boy but she said she would
 wrestle me only if i had my hands tied. I accepted and soon she was taping
my wrists together in front of me. 

   From the first moment i realized how wrong i was. I could not coordinate
my hands to move together and soon she managed to grab them a little highter
from where they were taped together. I could not grab hers and tried to 
free them pulling them close to my chest and pushing them away. I could
overcome her resistance to move them but there was no way to brake her
grip. I could not forget how fast she could move and how better balance
she could have. Sooner or later she would slid her leg behind mine and
there would be no way for me to stand up again. 

   What i could do was drop her on the bed and pin her with my weight. 
I pushed her to the bed but one second before falling on it she remind me
once more how smart she was. She let my hands go and hoged me as we were
falling on the matress. I fell on top of her but my hands were trapped 
between our bodies and i could nor use them. I was like a sack of potatos 
on her. 

   Before i could think of something i felt her thighs spreading and wrapping
around my waist and her hands pushing my shoulders down. I could do nothing
at all. I was sliding over her and my face rubbed on her chin, her neck and 
her breast. I had never felt a breast before and i was surprized how firm 
it was. I tried to keep my face away but her legs were locked behind my back 
and soon my neck got tired and the contact was inevitable. 

   I realized now that the pin was a matter of time. She was holding me with 
her legs, her hands were free and she was turning me to my side to get on top 
of me. It could be worse than what she did to my cousin. The thought of myself
under her doubled my strength. As i was on my side my hands were now free somehow.
My upper arms were trapped between her legs but i could at least bend them,
push her butt upwards and get out of this. I kept pushing, and inch by inch
i made some progress and  and i felt sliding out. 
  
   I was free ! ... no i was not. As the top of my shoulders was sliping out
she wrapped those thighs this time around my head ! I felt two beams of muscles
around it making any move left or wright impossible. The first seconds looked 
like she would let me go, that hold was not appropriate, but probably realizing 
how easy it was for her to keep me that way she did not. 

  I made frantic efforts to push her butt up again but every time i did
she tightend the grip and her muscles were becoming hard as rock and caused me
pain. I managed to gain one inch or two once but she grabbed my hair and put my 
head back in place. 

   After a while i accepted my defeat. After all i could not cope with those 
particular thighs. I could not forget how strong they looked when they were
climbing the stairs the day before with me following unable to compete them. 
I had never noticed them till then but now as my head was between them their 
size looked enourmous, and i could immagine how soft their skin could feel 
if she was wearing a skirt.
 
   - You won, you can let me go now, a said as calmly as i could.
   - Why should I? you never do me any favor i ask you, she replied, and 
suddenly reminded me all the favors i had denied the last two years. Time was 
passing and i suddenly realized in terror that she was keeping me there 
waiting for our parents to come back and see what she had done to me.  

   I started to sweat thinking of their reactions. My father should be 
totally embarrased and her mother would be so proud and for sure she would
have something to tease him for many years. Every body would think that she
beat me in a fair fight, pinned me and tied my hands when i was pinned. 
In our future disagreements she would threaten me with beating me up and
everybody would beleive she could do it. She looked so athletic ...

   Worst of all, the memory of her fight against my cousin, the view of
her exposed muscular belly, her laughter, the triumph tone in her voice 
and those thighs all over me made me so aroused i never thought it was 
possible to be. I was wearing a short which was a little dislocated because
of all that wrestling and the tip of my erection was out of it. 

   Realizing that i lowered my hands to cover it. Who knew what she could think 
seeing that. She saw my move and probably understood ....
   - I thing you are hiding something there ... she said
   - No Rita, i just want to rest my arms, ther are tired. 
  
   Till that moment she had legs curled and all i could see only her lower
belly and crouch. 
   - I dont think so ! she said and she straightened her legs and body, locked 
her ankles together puting enormous pressure on my neck. In this position 
i could see all of her body, her upper thighs, her exposed belly, even some
of her round breast breast under her loose T-shirt and her 
eyes ... i almost exploded from lust and humiliation  when her look penetrated 
mine.

   I dont remember how much time i spent there, how many times i pleaded her
to let me go and all the taunting i had to suffer on that bed.
  
   I was sure now that my humiliation would be on publick display 
in a few minutes but when she heard the front door open, she let me go and 
walked out of the room without giving me a single look. I dont thing i 
ever felt so grateful to any person again, maybe even after all she had got
what she wanted.
 
   We never talked about it after that but i can remember on several occasions
when she wanted to remind me that i owed her a favor she just had to say
" I think you are hiding something there "