Annie Two Ð Like Daughter, Like Mother
By AmazonFan
A continuation of "Annie Comes of Age"

I didn't get much sleep the rest of the week, tossing and turning with the 
images of Annie tearing me apart.  Trying to flee the image of that hellion, 
I had a little too much to drink Friday night and on Saturday I tried to 
sleep it off by the pool.

The sound of the gate slamming awakened me.  It was Annie and her 
mother, Claire.  Even though they had a standing offer to come use the 
pool they rarely took advantage of it.  They were both in matching white 
cover-ups.

"Hey Willie, thought we'd pay a visit," Claire announced.

"Well I'm honored."

"You know I don't beat around the bush, Willie, so I'm coming right out 
with this.  Bad enough I have to find out that Annie spied on me and my 
ex-husband Carl a few times when we were fooling around, but now she's 
boasting how she kicked your butt."

I decided that silence was the best alternative.

"I never would have taken you for the submissive type," she continued.  
"Carl was a submissive.  He used to let me beat him when we first started 
wrestling.  That wasn't that satisfying for me so that's when I started going 
to the gym.  Two years and thirty pounds later I could beat him for real.  
I'll never forget.  I told him no more sex if he couldn't beat me.  First ten 
minutes of the match were grueling, but then he ran out of gas.  I knew I'd 
broken him and he wasn't faking it, even if he was submissive.  But I 
never took you for the submissive type.  Why would you let Annie win?"

"As much as I'm embarrassed to admit it, Annie is a very strong girl.  I 
didn't LET her win."

"See. Mom!  I told you so."

"Shush, Annie.  I'm still not sure I believe you, Willie.  So I'll give you a 
little incentive.  I always found that giving Carl an incentive worked to get 
to the truth.  I want to see you take on Annie again.  Believe me I'll know if 
your faking because of the times I had with Carl.  You beat her, I'll give 
you five hundred dollars.  She wins, YOU give HER two hundred.  That 
should be incentive for everyone."

"That's crazy, why should I agree to that?"

"Because if you don't, there'll be this nasty rumor spread around the 
neighborhood about how you got your ass kicked by a teenager who 
stripped you to your birthday suit."

"You blackmailing me?"

"Just being persuasive.  You know what a tight little community we have 
here."

"I don't know why I should have to be coerced into proving that your 
daughter is a tomboy, but it sounds like I can't get out of this."

Annie bounded out of her chair and pulled her cover-up off over her 
head.  She had the same golden thong bikini on.  "My lucky suit," she 
remarked.  "Can I, you know?" she asked Claire.

"Do whatever you want," her mother replied.  "You did it last time."

Annie unfastened her top and tossed it aside.  "I don't know why, but this 
makes me feel stronger."

My initial reaction was to be uncomfortable having Annie topless in front 
of me and her mother.  But then I figured if it didn't bother Claire I should 
just try to ignore it Ð as if having a perfect pair of teenage breasts in front 
of you is something you ignore.

"Work him over the way I told you," Claire advised Annie as the two of us 
moved to an open spot on the lawn beside my pool.  I was self-conscious 
that Annie was every bit as tall as I was and that Claire was looking us 
over.  I sensed she was making comparisons.

Annie slapped her shoulders and arms and pounded her stomach with 
her fists.  "I'm feeling really strong today," she remarked.  "Really strong."

"I must admit you look big enough compared to him to have handled 
him," Claire interjected.

We moved in a slow circle, each looking for an opening, when all of a 
sudden Annie rushed at me.  Not being the least bit shy, she cupped my 
crotch, giving it a squeeze as she hoisted me up and slammed me to the 
grass.

"Not as pleasant hitting the ground as being thrown around in the pool. Is 
it?" she said.

"Again," Claire barked.

Annie responded by lifting me off the lawn and body slamming me again.

"Can you finish him?" Claire asked.

"Sure.  Any time you want."

"Do what I said."

Annie flopped down beside my prone body and wrapped her thighs 
around my chest.  "You won't be able to take this, Willie," she said 
authoritatively.  Annie's legs bore into me, causing me to gasp.  I gripped 
her thighs, trying to part them, but it wasn't doing any good to relieve the 
pressure.  I tried to hold out as long as I could, but I think I was forced to 
submit in less than half a minute.

"Fastest, easiest two hundred bucks ever," Annie gloated as she sprang to 
her feet.

"Are you that bad?" Claire asked me.  "She polished you off in less than a 
couple of minutes.  I think you're faking it.  You HAVE to be a sub."

"No, Mom.  I beat him."

"Well why donÕt we up the stakes," Claire replied.  "I want to see how you 
do myself.  So, Willie, you beat me and I'll write you a check for one 
THOUSAND dollars.  You lose and you write a check for five hundred Ð 
and that's on top of what you owe Annie for losing."

"I'm not doing this."

"You are or the rumor mill starts.  I can tell everyone you got caught 
looking at Annie when she was topless.  I just won't say where or how.  Or 
would you prefer the beaten and stripped by a teenager rumor?"  Claire's 
smug expression told me I had no alternative.

Annie bent down and picked up her bikini top and then put it back on.  
"Mom weighs more than I do.  You're in deep shit."

"Only five pounds more than my little daughter.  I'm 165."

"Annie said she was 150," I remarked.

"Lied a bit.  Girls never admit how much they weigh."

"And what do you tip the scales at, Willie?"

"I was 143 this morning," I admitted.

"Twenty two pounds?  Maybe this should be a handicap match."  Claire 
pulled her cover-up off and tossed it aside.  Like her daughter, Claire was 
wearing a thong as well.  I always knew that she kept herself in good 
shape, but perhaps because of the circumstances I was taking a closer look 
at her body.  She looked rock hard.  And while it never bothered me 
before that Claire is taller than I am, suddenly I didn't like having to look 
up at my opponent.

"Go ahead, Mom.  Flex.  Show him what you've got,

Claire didn't hesitate, cranking her right arm into a giant ball of full-to-
bursting muscle.

"Oh shit, look at the look on his face.  I think he's going to wet his pants in 
fear," Annie jeered.

Claire then flexed her left arm.  "Unlike my impatient daughter, the one 
who likes to get things over in a hurry, I will take my time working you 
over," Claire declared.  "And I'll do it just the way I did it with Carl."

Claire turned her back to me and pulled off her panties, kicking them 
aside.  She turned back to face me and I saw that she was shaved clean.  
Then she reached behind her neck and unfastened her top, tossing it aside 
as well.  Despite her age, Claire's breasts were just about as firm as Annie's 
and perhaps a full cup size bigger, with larger round pink areola.

"I always liked to wrestle in the nude. That made Carl see every square 
inch he was up against," she said defiantly.  "You are so skinny you don't 
stand a chance, Carl probably had fifty pounds on you and I could beat 
him.  This'll be a cakewalk.  But if you don't try, not only will you owe me 
500 bucks, but I will teach you a lesson for not trying."

"Break him in two, Mom.  Show him," Annie exhorted.

Claire crouched down slightly and motioned for me to come at her.  "I 
dare you to make the first move," she said confidently.  I tried to charge at 
her but she must have anticipated my move because she caught me on the 
way in, scooping me up just like Annie had done.  Her right hand 
engulfed my cock and balls from the outside of the suit.  She lifted me off 
my feet without a hitch and planted me on the grass.

"I may not have Annie's leg strength since she swims, " Claire declared, 
"but my trainer at the gym says my upper body power is, and I quote, 
incredible."  She leaned over and grabbed a wrist, jerking me to my feet as 
she applied a hammerlock.  She had me up on my tiptoes, as I tried to 
avoid the pain and pressure.  When I tried to reach behind me she hooked 
my other arm too, holding both of my arms with just one of hers.

She maneuvered me with her free arm, putting on a reverse headlock.  She 
let go of my arms, but with her bending me backwards and being behind 
me, even having the use of my arms wasn't much good.  I couldn't really 
reach around behind to grab hold of her.  And with my face buried in her 
armpit, I couldn't really see much.

I felt her swing one of her legs over and in front of mine and realized she 
was setting me up for an abdominal stretch.

"Cool move, mom!" Annie pronounced.

Claire's hand slid down inside my suit and took hold of my cock.  "A bit of 
pain and pleasure together, Willie?" she laughed.  Her manual stimulus 
got me hard fast.  "Now that Annie and I have everything out in the open, 
I want you to know I know EVERYTHING that went on the other day.  
You're probably mortified to have me have my hand down your shorts, 
but Annie and I are just pleasantly amused by your discomfort.  It's the 
domme in us."  She leaned down and back with her reverse headlock, 
forcing the ab stretch to bend me excruciatingly.

"Oh!  Fuck!  Oh please!  No!  No!"

"Oh sorry.  I forgot to tell you.  Since I'm a domme, I don't listen to 
submissions.  I know how far I can push you and I'll take you a little 
beyond that, just so Annie can learn."

"Pour it on, mom!"

Claire transformed her hold from the ab stretch to an over-the-knee 
backbreaker.  She continued to massage my cock.  "Annie said you 
couldn't hold it when she jerked you off."  She pinched the tip of my penis 
hard.  "You'll find I'm a master of control."  Her pinching immediately 
thwarted the throbbing urge in my balls to ejaculate.

Claire shifted her hands from pressing down on me to one between my 
legs and the other bracing my neck.  She hoisted me off her leg, cradling 
me in her brawny arms.  Then she sat backwards, extending one leg and 
then lowering me onto her thigh.  She neatly swung her other leg over me, 
sandwiching me between her legs that were positioned way low on my 
gut.

She rolled onto her side.  I was trapped flat on my back.  I tried to sit up to 
get my hands on her legs to pry them off.  As I did, Claire reached around 
me with her arms, entwining them front and back across my chest in a 
kind of sideways bear hug.  She flattened me back on the grass.

"This is what I call my double squeeze, Willie," Claire said.  "The legs 
squash the softest part of your stomach and my arms give you a love hug 
that makes it a bit difficult to breathe.  Carl never liked this one.  I found it 
was real good at sapping his energy and his will to wrestle."

"AAAAAGGGHHHHHH!!!!!!"

As Claire clamped down I fully comprehended just how strong a woman 
she was.  I was in deep shit trouble.  As she unfortunately predicted, the 
double squeeze was taxing my whole body.  I could feel my strength and 
energy being sapped.  The more I struggled, the more power she poured 
on.  In a battle of wills, I was losing badly Ð and rapidly.

"Please stop," I whimpered.

Much to my surprise, Claire released me, bounding to her feet.  Her left 
foot smashed into my ribs.  I clutched at my side as she planted a foot on 
my chest and pressed down with all her weight.

"Total wimp," she said dismissively.

"Fuck, mom.  You're beating the crap out of him," Annie chimed in 
exuberantly.

As I stared up at her, she slowly flexed an arm again.  "These are too big 
for you.  I'm too heavy for you to deal with.  And way, way too strong.  
Even Carl could force me to work up a sweat.  Not you.  I guess you really 
are as weak as Annie says."

Claire removed her foot from my compressed chest.  She reached down, 
grabbing me by the sides and lifted me up hurling me several yards across 
the grass.

Claire walked over to Annie and they exchanged high fives.  "Want to 
play with skinny minny some more?" Claire asked her daughter.

"Oh sure!"

"Take over."

Annie sprang over towards me, shedding her top again and then stripping 
her thong.  Just like her mother she was shaved clean.

"No more.  I think I've had enough," I protested.

"Oh you've lost the money to both of us, that's for sure.  But you aren't 
finished until mom and I tell you you are."

I decided to make a run for it and bolted for the patio door.  But even with 
my head start, Annie quickly caught up with me, tackling me from 
behind.

"Faster than you in the water.  Faster than you on land," she laughed.  "Say 
as long as I've got you down like this, I think I'll try mom's super squeeze 
thing."

Annie slithered her legs around me and quickly worked her sixteen and a 
quarter inch arms into position.  Once she locked it in place, she poured 
on the force.  Her application of the hold was every bit as overwhelming 
and debilitating as Claire's.

"Oh fuck!  Let me go!  You're crushing me."

"Nicely done," Claire praised her daughter.  "I think you've reduced him 
to a pile of pulp."

"Pile of shit if you ask me."

Annie let her legs loose while continuing to hold my chest down with her 
arms.  She slickly rolled on top of me with a leg on each side of my chest, 
her pussy about six inches from my chin.  "And by the way, I want my 
two hundred in CASH.  Mom may have said write a check, but I don't 
trust anyone who tries to run away."  She pinched my cheeks.  "You got 
that, wimpy Willie?"

"I don't have that much cash lying around."

"I'll drive you to the ATM."  She grabbed me by the ears and pulled my 
head up and forward.  I couldn't have been more than inch and a half 
from her pussy.  "Got that Willie?" she shouted.  I took that as an order 
more than a question.  Besides, I was more than a bit distracted by the 
unmistakable musky aroma that told me that young Annie was getting 
aroused by kicking my butt.

"Whatcha looking at, wimp?" she taunted.  "Have you been dreaming 
about my pussy like I said you would?  Well now you're face to face with 
paradise."

"I'll get you your money tomorrow," I gasped.

"Today it's two hundred, tomorrow two twenty five."

Annie let go of my head and smashed her ass into my sternum.  Then she 
lifted off me, jumping to her feet.

"Rack him," Claire barked to her daughter.

Annie seized one of my arms and hauled my to my feet, placing herself 
just behind me.  Before I could react she slithered one hand between my 
legs, lifting me and tilting me across her shoulders.  Her other arm deftly 
encircled me by the collarbones.  She had me in the classic backbreaker.  
She began to pull down with both arms.  The pressure was burning.

"OH PLEASE, LET ME OUT OF THIS!"

"Play with him," Claire directed.

I felt Annie's right arm slide down slightly, so that her hand was right 
over my crotch.  She began massaging my cock and balls from outside my 
suit.  My erection rebuilt itself, harder and more intensely aroused than 
ever.

"Don't let him cum," Claire admonished.  "You have to learn to control 
things so that whatever happens, happens when YOU want it to."

"But it was such a kick having him lose it so fast the last time.  I just told 
him he couldn't hold back and sure enough he shot his wad."

"Pull down with your arms, Annie.  You're easing up on the pressure too 
much playing with his dick."

Unluckily for me, Annie instantly complied with her mother's directions.  
I wailed as my tender backbone was bent to the cracking point.

"You know, mom," Annie said, almost impervious to my pain.  "We 
should have wee Willie here build us a wrestling ring back here by the 
pool.  Imagine what a trip it would be to throw him off the ropes and slam 
him and them trap him in the corner and really work him over."

"You hardly need a ring to work him over.  Put him down.  It's my turn 
again."

Annie bent forward quickly, rolling me off her shoulders as I tumbled to 
the ground, ending up at Claire's feet.  I saw them exchange high fives 
again, as if they were tagging in a wrestling match.

Claire snatched me to my feet, simultaneously kneeing me to the 
midsection.  Then she administered a vicious backhand to my chest, 
nearly knocking me down.  She waded in, throwing hard lefts and rights 
to my chest, stomach and arms.

"Fight back, you fucking wimp!" Annie shouted.  It did occur to me that I 
was just standing there taking punishment.

Claire wasn't expecting my punch, which came in very hard and low, just 
above her pubic bone.  It had no impact whatsoever.

"That your best shot?  Maybe you need more than one," she derided.  
"Come on. Hit me, you little pissant boy."

I spun hard and slammed my elbow into her chest, just above her boobs 
and then twice into her abdomen.

She just grinned.  Then she unleashed a hard left jab into my chest, 
followed by a booming right hand into my jaw.  I was knocked out on the 
spot.

When I came to, Annie, who had me in a full nelson, was holding me up.  
Claire was standing in front of me.

"Welcome back to the land of the living," she ridiculed.  "Since either one 
of us could beat you up one handed it might seem a bit unfair for us to 
double team you right now, but, quite frankly, we don't give a shit."

Annie bent back, lifting my feet off the ground.  Claire sidled up to me 
running her hands over my chest.

"Such a puny, puny little man," she said.  She let loose with a crushing 
right hook to my solar plexus.  I passed out again.

When I came to mother and daughter had switched positions.  Claire had 
me in another full nelson and "little" Annie stood menacingly before me.  
Annie pumped her right arm right in front of me.

"Looks like this is twice as big as yours, doesn't it, little Willie?  I bet you 
just dream of having a muscle this big and hard.  Really hard."

Annie bent forward and slithered her hands inside my bathing suit, 
pulling the drawstring out from the waistband and untying it.

"Come on, Willie.  Let's give it some breathing room."  With a definitive 
tug, Annie stripped me.

"What's that technical term, for guys who can't hold back, Mom?" Annie 
asked.

"Premature ejaculation, dear."

"Oh, yeah, right.  Shall I preemie him?"

"He's probably a little old for that, Annie."

I watched as Annie slid her middle finger down over her labia and then 
inserted it into her vagina.  It emerged glisteningly wet.

"I get so hot abusing you," she purred.

"Tell you what I'm going to do," Claire whispered in my ear as she held 
me tight from behind.  "One of these days I'm going to squat over you and 
shove that cock inside me and then, because you are such a fucking 
lightweight, I'm going to squeeze you tight inside my pussy and just lift 
you off the floor."

My balls began to pulsate.

Annie pinched her tiny areolae and rolled her hands over her hard 
breasts.

"Want to watch Mom and me wrestle some time and then do each other?  
We'll tie you down so you're totally tortured.  We wrestle really hard.  
You could never withstand what we do to each other.  But then we fuck 
really good."

I felt Claire massaging her breasts against my back as she tightened the 
full nelson.

"You can't possibly take this, can you?" she teased.  "Annie is a lynx who 
will enslave you."

"I'm going to pick you up in my pussy too," Annie affirmed.  "Cup my 
hands under your tiny little butt and lift you right off the ground and 
squeeze your dick so hard you'll be afraid I can snap it off.  Whenever you 
see Mom or me you're going to get a hard on and we are going to make 
you cum on command.  Whenever we want.  You cannot resist.  You will 
cum.  You will cum.  You will cum."

Suddenly, without warning, I exploded with a huge orgasm, streams of 
semen following wave after wave.  Were it not for the fact that Claire was 
holding me up, I would have collapsed.

"Look, ma.  No hands," Annie laughed.  "Christ, he's still throbbing."

"You did quite a little number on him, not that I didn't help."

"Couldn't deal with a team effort, mom."

"That's for shit sure.  Now I'm going to show you one more trick."  Claire 
wrapped her hand around my deflating penis and began rubbing the head 
between her thumb and index finger.  I groaned at the immensely 
pleasurable sensation.

"He doesn't think he can get it up again this fast at his ripe old age," Claire 
stated.  "But what he doesn't know is is that I control his cock, just like I 
control his mind, just like I control him."

"Holy shit.  It's getting hard again!"  Annie exclaimed.

"I know what I'm doing."

My breath began to become short and ragged again.  Claire thrust her 
tongue into my ear and swirled about.

"You can't resist me, sweetie," she cooed.

Annie stood right in front of me, watching her mother jerking me off 
again.

"We are your muscle queens, little Willie.  Look at how big we are.  Look 
at how strong we are.  We totally dominate you and you are powerless to 
resist us."

Annie pressed against me and then wrapped her arms around me, lifting 
both me and her mother off the ground at once.  She dropped us down 
and then bearhugged me and I felt Claire grab me from the back and lift 
both of us off the ground.

"That's over 300 pounds that we can both lift, you weak little shit," Claire 
said.  "You couldn't lift one of us."

The women flipped positions, Annie holding from behind as her mother 
stood in front, pumping my cock methodically.

"Annie and I are going to play with you a lot more," Claire said, looking 
me straight in the eyes.  "Because we can.  Because it's fun.  And because 
you can't do a single thing about it.  The only thing you've got going for 
yourself is the size of this thing I've got in my hand.  You'd better learn to 
use it very well."

Annie moved close behind her mother and began to massage her mother's 
breasts as Claire increased the pace of her stroking my extremely hard 
cock.

Claire titled her head back, her eyes rolling.

"Cum, mommy," Annie pleaded, inserting two fingers into her mother's 
snatch.

Claire began to jerk hard and pumped me furiously.  I came once again 
with a volcano of fluid as Claire shrieked with delight.

I collapsed to the ground as Annie and her mother embraced.  Claire slid 
her fingers inside Annie and began massaging.  Annie instantly climaxed 
and fell to the ground, exhausted.

Claire stood over me and bent down, cupping my head in her hands.  She 
pulled me to my feet and then proceeded to lift me over her head.

"You belong to us now and forever."

The End

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