Doesn't That Suck?
By A.J. Brown
Attractive girl dominates her boyfriend and his friend


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Josh looked at the arches of Lynn's feet pushed against the coffee table. He
would have preferred her to be barefoot but the socks were so tight that her
feet still looked sexy. He could actually see the outline of her toes due to
how tight the socks were and it excited him when she would occasionally wiggle
them, probably not even noticing she was doing it, as she looked at the TV.

She sat next to Brendan, both of their eyes on the television not saying
anything. Josh wondered how Brendan was able to get a girl as hot as Lynn when
he watched TV so much. Josh felt like if he was hanging out with a girl like
Lynn and the best he could offer was sitting there watching TV with her she'd
be out of there in a second. But these two had been dating for months now.

Brendan's phone rang. "I gotta take this," he said after he pulled his phone
out of his pocket. He got up and walked out of the room into the kitchen,
looking like he felt like he was much more important than his girlfriend and
his good friend. Lynn looked at Josh and smiled with her pretty face.

"He'll be in there for a while," she said. "He thinks he's the coolest guy in
the world when he gets a call from his work and he'll keep extending the
conversation as long as he needs to just so he can feel important."

Josh knew that about Brendan long before Lynn had ever met him, Josh and
Brendan both 27-years-old and friends for many years. She clearly picked up on
it too, yet she continued to date him. Brendan was his friend but Josh
couldn't help but feel frustration that he was able to get this hot
25-year-old girl when he acted the way he did, while Josh remained single.

"I can tell you don't feel like sitting here watching TV anymore," she said
and she picked up the remote and turned it off. "Let's do something else while
he's jabbering in there. You want to arm-wrestle?"

Lynn was no taller than 5'3 and weighed no more than 120 pounds. Josh wasn't a
big guy either but he was close to six feet tall and weighed around 165 so he
was still a lot bigger than her. He had been working out regularly for a year
or so hoping that getting in better shape would help him meet more women,
though it didn't. He did have some good muscle definition from working out and
he felt fairly strong for his size. He knew a small girl like Lynn had no
chance against him but he always found it friendly when a girl would suggest
something a bit personal like this.

"Sure," he said. "Better than sitting here watching TV, you're right."

She smiled like she knew exactly what he was talking about. He took one last
look at her feet in those socks before she took them off of the table and he
looked at the tight jeans she had on her sexy legs. She wore a grey t-shirt
that was the same exact grey as the socks she wore. It had a pink Nike emblem
on it and it tightly hugged her boobs which were quite big for her petite
body. The short sleeves of her shirt barely went past her shoulders and he
could see most of her arms. They were so thin and he wondered if she'd even be
able to beat him in arm-wrestling if she used two hands.

She sat down on the floor at the table and he sat down on the floor on the
other side. She put her thin right arm on the table in the arm-wrestling
position and he looked at her long, straight hair going down past the table.
He put his right arm on the table in the arm-wrestling position and they
locked hands. Her hand felt soft and feminine but her small hand had a tighter
grip than he expected.

"Ready?" she said, with a smile on her face like this was all in fun. "Go."

He pushed at her arm and he could feel the strength in her arm putting
pressure on his bicep as she immediately started bringing his arm down. He
looked at her arm, just as small as it was when he just looked at it, and
couldn't believe that she was winning. He must just not be trying enough. But
he pushed harder and not only could he not push her arm back up but she
actually seemed to increase her pressure and she started pushing his arm down
more rapidly. His bicep actually started to hurt.

He looked at her face, no longer smiling, just looking casual like she wasn't
terribly surprised by this. She wasn't looking at his face and was focused on
looking at just their arms. Maybe that was his issue was that he wasn't
focused enough.

But he put more attention on just looking at their hands, trying to devote all
of his strength and attention to bringing her arm back up but he couldn't do
it. Now he just watched her small arm being stronger than his as she pushed it
down more. His bicep was hurting more the longer this went on and he was
really starting to find this humiliating. She was able to get his arm down
halfway.

"Doesn't that suck?" he heard Brendan say behind him.

He started to turn his head but when doing that allowed Lynn to move his arm
down with more ease he shifted his attention back to their arms. He caught a
brief glimpse of Brendan's face and could see that he looked amused but not
surprised. He looked back at Lynn's face and she looked like a woman that was
in control.

"I beat him all of the time," she said to Josh. "He's never beaten me. Drives
him nuts."

"Total blow to the ego," Brendan said as he sat back down on the couch. "I
spent like two weeks doing nothing but working on my arms once just to see if
I could beat her. Challenged her again and it was like I hadn't worked out at
all. I don't know where she gets that strength from but it definitely sucks."

Perhaps Josh was just tired out at that point. But more likely, learning that
Brendan lost to her 'all of the time' probably just confirmed for him that he
wasn't going to beat her. Brendan didn't have the muscle definition that Josh
did but he had a good 20 pounds on him and was just bigger overall. If he
couldn't beat Lynn then Josh wasn't going to be able to. Josh's arm started to
shake as he put up more resistance. He was briefly able to stop Lynn's
progress when she had his hand just inches from the table. With a little extra
effort on that last push she was able to push his hand to the table for the
easy victory. She smiled at him when she won. He pulled his hand away as the
embarrassment set in. Now that it was over it really hit him that this petite
girl with the grey socks that were tight to her cute little feet had beaten
him in arm-wrestling. Brendan was right that this definitely, definitely
sucked. Josh could feel his face getting red.

"You want to try lefty?" she said. "I'm not as strong with my left arm so you
might be able to beat me there."

Josh watched Brendan roll his eyes but that just motivated him more. He didn't
think Lynn had a chance of beating him when she first suggested the idea so he
was sure that he didn't really give it his all even if it felt like he did. He
didn't care if Brendan couldn't beat her, he worked out and should not be
losing to some 120 pound girl that was 2 years younger than he was. He put his
left arm on the table in the arm-wrestling position and Lynn smiled as she
locked hands with him, accepting.

"Ready?" Lynn said, her smile this time looking a bit cockier. "Go."

This was no different and it felt like she might have had even more of an
advantage with her left. She pushed his arm down just a little bit faster and
a little bit easier. He felt that pain in his bicep quickly that signaled that
she was stronger than he was and he was going to need to really put in some
extra effort or have her slip up somehow if he was going to have a chance.

"Doesn't that suck?" Brendan said, which made Josh think she had also beaten
him with her left.

He actually liked hearing Brendan say that giving him some comfort that he
wasn't the only one going through this. Still, he didn't want this to suck for
him, he wanted to win. She pushed his arm down more and he again looked at the
ease at which she was able to do this with. She looked so casual, like beating
a guy a lot bigger than her was nothing out of the ordinary.

When she got his arm down about halfway he provided a bit more resistance. He
was able to stop her from moving him any further but getting her arm back up
was just not happening and the resistance he was putting up was just causing
his bicep more pain. He was able to hold her there for a bit but eventually
her pressure she weakened his bicep.

She pushed his arm down more and now resistance was doing nothing but hurting.
He looked at her thin, feminine arm and just could not believe it was able to
cause him this amount of pain. His arm felt weaker the more that she brought
it down. He wasn't even able to give her one last bit of resistance this time
as once she got his hand close to the table she easily pushed it the rest of
the way for another victory.

This time she didn't even smile and kept a casual look on her pretty face like
this was just what she did. Brendan had a look on his face like he felt Josh's
pain but that didn't make Josh feel any better. His arm still hurt and as Lynn
got back up on the couch, Josh could feel the frustration setting in that this
small girl had been able to cause him this kind of pain and humiliation. She
looked at her boyfriend and smiled.

"I gotta get ready for us to go out, babe," Brendan said to Lynn and he
started to get up.

"Alright, I'll see you in four hours," she said jokingly.

"Shut up," he said with a joking smile. "I'll be back down in a bit and then
we'll go. Don't arm-wrestle my friend again, OK?"

He left the room with Josh still sitting on the floor, Lynn sitting on the
couch looking so superior to him at that moment as she sat above him. She
lifted her legs and pushed the arches of her feet at the edge of the table
again so now he could see the way those tight socks hugged the balls of her
feet and the outline of the bottom of her toes.

"He's gonna be up there forever," she said with a smile. "He takes forever to
get ready. He's like a girl."

Josh knew this from knowing Brendan for a long time. He was glad to see that
Lynn knew this. But she still chose him.

"You want to wrestle to pass the time until he's back?" she said.

"I think I've had enough arm-wrestling for the day."

"No, I mean regular wrestling. You should be able to beat me in that since
you're so much bigger than me. Give you a chance to redeem yourself."

He looked at how small she looked and thought about how the only concern he'd
have about wrestling her would be hurting her. But he had thought the same
thing about her arms. Still, he couldn't be afraid of a girl, he wasn't just
going to accept that she could suddenly beat him at everything. And he did
need to redeem himself.

"Alright, sure," he said.

She smiled as she got up and walked around the coffee table. It looked like
they were going to be starting this on their knees as she kneeled down on the
cream-colored carpet where there was plenty of room for them to do this. He
looked at her sexy body and couldn't believe he was about to be wrestling her.

"I don't know if we should do this," he said. "Brendan could come down at any
time. Might be kind of weird."

"You hear that? The shower just went on. It will be on for an hour, no joke.
We could get two matches in and he won't be done. Come on, don't be afraid,
let's go."

The 'don't be afraid' remark was all she needed to say to rile him up and make
him ready to go. It was at that moment that both of them got a serious look on
their face and this was on. Both of them moved their knees around looking for
an attack. Thinking about how she bruised his ego in the arm-wrestling and by
suggesting he was afraid, Josh made the first move.

He went at her, grabbed her at the shoulders, and thought he'd easily be able
to throw her down, but she was able to hold her balance much better than he
expected and he wasn't able to move her. What he really wasn't expecting was
her grabbing his shoulders and just throwing him down on his back like it was
nothing.

He felt her arms holding his shoulders making it so he couldn't move his arms.
He could not believe her strength once again as the small girl was just easily
able to hold him down while she moved the way that she wanted to. While she
kept his shoulders down she moved on him and her crotched rubbed against his.
His cock was super small at that moment because of the humiliation and even
feeling her crotch rub against his didn't change that. She moved so she was
sitting on his chest. He felt her legs close in around his sides making sure
he couldn't move and they felt like steel as she he tried to push them away.

He looked up at her sitting on him, her long hair hanging down, and her pretty
feminine face not looking surprised she was winning. He looked at how tight
the shirt was on her boobs and how thin her arms were. He could feel her
strong ass pushing into his chest and how strong her legs felt around his
sides.

He wiggled, pushed, and did everything he could to get her off of him but she
had him trapped. When his effort was causing him to gasp he let up a bit
because he didn't want her to think he was trying too hard.

When she looked satisfied that he wasn't going to be able to get up, she moved
her legs from his sides and was still able to hold him down just by sitting on
him. He watched her grab the tip of her right sock and felt his cock rapidly
start to grow in his pants as she pulled it off by the tip. He felt more and
more excitement as that tight sock clung to her foot the best that it could as
she pulled it off and he saw more and more bare foot.

She threw her sock aside. With it being February and her only dating Brendan
for a few months, Josh had never seen her feet bare before. It was a bit dryer
looking and maybe a bit bonier than he would have expected or hoped but it was
still sexy nonetheless, and he was turning him on massively having it so close
to his face. The dark blue toenail polish she had on made them look great as
well.

He watched her pull her other sock off the same way she did with the other and
it was driving him crazy. The last thing he saw was the pleased smile on her
face as she lifted her legs and he saw the soles of her feet coming towards
his face. She pushed her soles right into his face and the feminine smell of
them plus the dry female foot feeling was humiliating him and turning him on
at the same time.

He was turned on beyond belief but the whole situation was still one he wanted
nothing to do with, not liking Lynn being able to dominate him like this and
not wanting Brendan to come down and see it either. He grabbed Lynn's ankles
trying to move her feet from his face but he couldn't. He felt the different
parts of her feet - the balls of them, her arches, her heels, and her toes -
all pushing into his face at different times and every time he felt a
different part push into his face it turned him on more. When he pushed harder
at her feet and still couldn't move them and he actually tasted her foot when
some of it touched his tongue, he let out a couple of groans of frustration.

"You're taking this a lot better than Brendan does when I do this to him," she
said. "He HATES it when I put my feet in his face. 'Get off of me, come on,
cut it out,'" and she made her voice higher when she said the last part like
she was mocking her boyfriend.

"There's nothing you can do," she said. "I think I'll just get comfortable."

She pushed her feet into his face more as she started to lean backwards. He
could feel the cum building up in his cock and making it grow as her feminine
feet pushed into his face more. She leaned back enough where he felt her back
push right into his hard cock.

"Wow, you're getting excited over this?" she said with legitimate curiosity as
she turned around to look at the obvious bulge that had grown in his pants.
"You didn't have that when we first started wrestling. Are you getting turned
on by my feet?"

She turned around and looked at him with an amused smile and he could feel how
red his face was getting. She turned back around and started undoing his
pants.

"What are you doing??" he said with a loud whisper.

"I'm gonna rub my feet in your face and jerk you off."

"No!" he said, still in the loud whisper. He could hear the shower water still
running upstairs but it had been going for a while and he knew it might not
last much longer, pretty sure that Lynn saying it would be on an hour was an
exaggeration. He felt violated as he felt her pull the front of his pants
down, then his boxer shorts, exposing his rock hard cock. "Seriously, stop
it!"

"What are you gonna do, scream?" she said.

He felt her hand taking control of his private part, totally doing something
she shouldn't be allowed to do. He could fell the cum now rapidly building up
inside his cock and that just made him feel even more weak and vulnerable.
Then he heard the shower water go off.

"OK, stop!" he said with his loud whisper. "He's done now, seriously stop."

"He's just finished with the shower it's still gonna take him forever to get
ready. I can tell we'll be done long before that."

"Lynn stop ... "

"Shut up," she said with amusement and she pushed her bare soles right into
his face.

At that point he felt submissive and powerless as her hand controlled his cock
and her feet pushed into his face letting him know exactly who the dominant
one was. As he felt all of the curves of her bare feet pushing into all of the
different parts of his face - the balls of her feet, the arches, her heels,
and her sexy little toes - he didn't have any more resistance in him. He
stopped fighting it and it felt incredibly amazing having her hand tightly
around his cock, pumping it, and filling it with more cum than he had ever
felt in there, while those feet of her showed his face who was the boss. Her
feet even smelled good.

His cock felt like it was going to explode and he thought that the only reason
he hadn't cum everywhere already was because she was squeezing it so tight
that the cum couldn't push its way out. That was just building up his
excitement more and adding to his submission to her. He felt the amazing
feeling of her feet rubbing all over his face. He felt her feminine hand
squeezing his cock so tight as she jerked it off. Her feet smelled so good.
They felt so good on his face ...

Like a volcano, cum shot straight up out of his cock and she seemed to aim it
that way intentionally. He felt some come down on his pants and they seemed to
get most of it, though he could feel so much come out that he had to assume at
least some of it had got on the carpet. She let go and his dick hurt and felt
great at the same time. She pulled her feet from his face and he could still
feel the wonderful print from them there. He looked down at his pants and
could see the mess on them as she pulled them back up and fastened.

He started to get up but she sat down on his chest. He struggled to get her
off of him but still couldn't as she looked down at him looking amused.

"Alright, come on, get off of me."

"No."

"Seriously, you just did what you wanted to do to me. Now get off, he's gonna
be down soon."

Lynn ignored him and he really started to fight hard, shaking his body around
and pushing at her, but he could not get the petite girl off of him no matter
how hard he tried.

"Gotta be frustrating that you want to get me off of you so bad but there's
nothing you can do about it," she said. He fought harder, still unable to get
her off of him. He was gasping and now he felt even more desperate as he could
hear Brendan walking towards the stairs.

"Seriously, get off of me!" he said with his loud whisper. Lynn raised her
legs so he could see her bare soles looking down at him. He could hear Brendan
getting even closer to the stairs. "Seriously ... " he whispered even louder
but her bare feet came down and smothered his face before he could get his
next word out.

He pulled hard on Lynn's ankles but her legs were so strong and he could not
move them. He could feel the workout his biceps were getting trying to move
her strong legs. He felt her feet pushing into his face more. He could hear
Brendan walking down the stairs now and knew that any moment Brendan would be
able to see them as he pulled more on Lynn's legs while his face was trapped
underneath her bare feet.

"Doesn't that suck?" he heard Brendan say.

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