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by step brother   stepbro63@yahoo.com
A 16 years old girl pins her step brother in front of her best friend


     This Saturday evening was supposed to be the perfect one.
My father, my step-mother and my step-sister Rita, should go
out for the evening and i had managed to persuade everyone that
if i did not  want to go out with them there was no sense 
in dragging me against my will.

     They could not understand why i hated those family evenings
out but after a tough week of schooll and homeworks i needed an
peachful evening with absolute authority on the stereo and the
house. 

     I was disappointed when Rita declared that if i was old
enough to do what i want, she was old enough as well and my 
parents agreed to let her stay at home as well.  They wanted 
someone to keep me setting the volume in the stereo in 
reasonable levels, they hated when the neighbours complained.

     After some CDs i had enough of drums and electrick quitars
in my ears  and we started a chess match. We were both amateurs
but as usually every game we played against each other was a
matter of life and death. When i was the winner she used to get
angry at me, everyone and everything and when she won i was 
deeply depressed i felt like crying.

    This one was my lucky day, after a while she was in a tough 
spot and i was the happiest person on earth making fun of her
bad mood and anger.

    After a got her king, she was so angry to look me in the eye,
she stood up and for a moment i thought she would attack me.
I was one year older, one inch taller but as i was 
mostly skin and bones we had a little difference in weight.
If she would jump on me as i was sitting in this low chair
i had little chance of escaping. Some weeks ago she had talked
me into wrestling with her with my hands tied and i had ended
up with my head between her thighs for more than 20 minutes.
I would never be fool of giving her any advantage again, she 
was more than capable of taking care of herself.
 
    Anyway, she went in the kitchen to make a toast. Obviously
she wanted to calm down and think of something to spoil my 
good mood. I could hear her preparing the toast and when it 
srarted frying, came out again. Without saying a single word
started cleaning the table. 

   I guess she wanted to put the toast on it, but after she 
was done she gave me a taunting look, leaned foreward and placed
her palms on the table. Her legs moved like scizors, one after
another were up and after a second or two she balanced perfectly
like an acrobat.

  I hated when she did that, it was just to remind me  that 
she could do that and i could not. Her skirt pulled by the
gravity fell over her body and her thighs were exposed. They
were well above my head level,  instictively my head was 
turned upwards and i needed all the will power not to look.
 
   - Well, what do you think ?  she asked
   - About what ?
   - Wll you be ever capable of doing this ?
   - Who cares, i replied its completely useless, i could do 
     it if i want it.
   - Lier !  i know you are practicing this on the gym and 
     cant balance not for one second. 
    
    That was too much. How had she found out ? I went out of
the living roon in the kitchen and left her laughing at me.
My eyes fell on her toast, it  was almost ready, i took it 
and went out in the living room again. 

   In a moment she was on her feet again. 
     - Give me that, its mine  she ordered me.
     - It was two minutes ago, its mine now.
   She tried many times to grab it from my hands but i was puting my 
body between it and her and she could not reach it. I was started 
having fun with her effort but suddenly she bearhuged me from behind,
and before i knew it she started pushing me to the sofa. 

   I failed to keep my balance and i went down on it, face down with her
on top of me. She got up, nailed her one knee at the center of my 
back and grabbed my left hand twisting it. I am dead meat i said to 
myself, if she twists my arm behind my back she will really make me
suffer. I was in great pain. In a desperate move i used my free right
 hand to push against the back of the sofa and we both fell on the
 carpet. We struggled a little and finaly i was able to get out
 and be on my feet again. 

   We calmed down, made two toasts, eat them and everything was back to
normal. I was surprized of how strong she had become. The good news was
that in a fair match i knew i could win and that was a releif for me.

   ... My late Sunday sleep was interrupted from a strange feeling,
i sensed the matress moving and felt i could not move my right hand.
As my brain established contact with the outer world i realised that 
i was lying on my side and someone had knelt on the bed next to my 
back and was trying to tie my wrist on the bed posts.

     It was Rita, i freed my hand violently and tried to get up. 
She immidiately pressed my chest down with both her hands and passed 
her leg over my body securing my chest betwen her knees. Her hands 
grabbed mine and pushed them on the matress.      
     
    I put up all the resistance my half asleep body could muster. She 
was fighting like a wildcat but could not pin my hands down. Looked 
like i would soon  make her loose her balance but she lifted her knees
off the matress just to put all her weight on her feet and hands.
A second after that, she walked her feet closer and landed heavily 
her knees on my arms spreading them apart to move the pressing point
as far as possible from my shoulders. 

   My already tired and sore arms could not cope with that. I spent the 
next five minutes triyng to free my arms byt every new effort was 
weaker. I was tired, all i did was making  myself sweat more
and more while in the same time she caught her breath and was 
sitting comfortamly on my chest.

   - Well brother  ... i am waiting, she said
   - For what ?
   - Your face is red, you dont look at me in the eyes, soon i will see
     one of those teardrops on your sweet eyes ...
 
  She was 50% right, i was really looking the other way because i did not
want to look at her at all. Her body was all over me. Left and right her
naked thighs were like two walls, her belly and breast were above my head
and it was really a bad idea to look ahead. She had already noticed once 
the bulge in my shorts the other time she had pinned me and i did not want 
to be emparrased for a second time. 

   - I beated you, she reminded me. Even if i am i girl i can beat you.
   - Only when you start from an advangage position.
   - Yes but i am one year yonger, if we were the same age i could beat 
     you in a fair fight. Even your father agrees on that. I guess he
     thinks that i can do it even now.
   - I dont beleive this.
   - I heard him telling my mother that my shoulders are wider than yours
i have strong arms and my legs look more muscular than yours. What do you
think ?
    I remained silent
  - I asked you something ... are you afraid to ansher or have a problem
    to look at them ?  
 
    I didnot ansher to this. I heard a knock on the door and i hoped that
the pinning was over. 
   - Come in its open i am on Alex's room, Rita responded. 
   - What? what are you doing who is it ? i asked her in agony
   - Debbie, she called my some time ago we will go for a ride, she got
her father's car.
   Thats when i realized why she had pinned me. To humuliate me in front 
of her friend. I made a desperate effort to get her off me. I pushed hard
my hands upwards but she brought her body almost on my neck and her thighs 
closed on my cheeks. I bridgeg my body and walked my feet sideway untill
they were down, off the bed. Nothing  All i had done was to lay now 
perpenticular to the bed, with my feet on the floor and my back still on
it.  And Rita on  top.

    - Hi !  Debbie marched in the room ... What  are you doing there ... 
     ... is that you Alex ?  ... i dont beleive this ... she muttered.
    - I am beating my little brother just a little, Rita said and let one 
      of my hands loose, spread her thighs to make some space and gave me
      an unsuspected slap on the cheek.  
     I tried to free my hand from her knee pressure the second she slapped 
me but she grabbed it again. I was desperate i would never get her off.
    - Oh my god ! Debbie said to Rita,  i thought you were kidding on the 
phone. You really can beat him for real.
    - I sure do, do you beleive me  now? ... you are a witness.
    - Don't beleive her Debbie, we are playing around she atacked me when
i was asleep and  mmmmmmmm  i can beat her any time i want ... mmmmmmmmm 
... Rita sealed my mouth with both her hands and burst on laughing. 
    - I see ... i think you are the beaten one most of the time. 

I made one last effort, grabbed her hands and pushed her aside. I stood up 
again and was ready to hit her hard. Debbie got in the middle and stopped 
me. She bearhoged me and i  had to move her aside. It was not so easy, she
was 18yo and bigger than me. She kept me a little enough for Rita to run 
out of the house. 
   
 I run after her, she was very fast and after we circled 3 times around
the house i lost her. I was still searching when i heard a car start and 
all i managed to see was the two girls having the laugh of their life untill
they drove out of sight.