Sister's Strong Legs
By A.J. Brown



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Dalton had just gotten up off of the couch to get a soda from the kitchen. He
hadn't been out of the living room at all but when he came back he saw that
his sister, Caitlin, and taken over the couch. She was sitting on the other
side of it but her legs were stretched out across the entire thing and her
bare feet were resting where he had been sitting.

Dalton and Caitlin had always gotten along great. He was 22-years-old and had
just graduated college. He was going to live with his parents just for a few
months until he could find a job and go work on his own. Caitlin was 18, a few
weeks away from being 19. She had just finished her freshman year of college
and was home for the summer.

Dalton had played JV basketball his first two years of college. He was a
taller guy standing at 6'2, and was in fairly good shape, although he was
always quite lean. He weighed 190 pounds. Caitlin was a petite girl. She was
5'4 and Dalton never knew what she weighed but she had always looked small to
him and he couldn't imagine that she weighed more than 120 or so.

But now that Dalton saw her on the couch, with the short shorts that she had
on, Caitlin's legs actually looked bigger than he remembered or realized. They
certainly didn't look large or anything but her calves looked thicker than he
would have thought from a small girl.

Her bare feet looked soft and clean and the red toenail polish she had on
looked shiny. He actually briefly thought that her feet looked cute although
he quickly got that thought out of his mind. Her feet were resting where he
had been sitting and that was going to have to change.

"Alright," he said as he stood above his cute sister and motioned with his
thumb for her to move. "Move your feet."

"What?" she said as she looked up at him with a cute smile. "I'm sitting
here."

He looked at her cute face and her light brown hair was behind her head in a
ponytail. She was used to using her cuteness to get her way. That method
worked on many people, her brother not being one of them, although even he was
a sucker for it occasionally - he wasn't going to be this time, though.

"I was there first," he said and the two siblings were used to having playful
games like this. "I just got up to get this soda. Why do you think the TV was
on?"

"You still got up," she said. "Couch is mine now - go sit over there on the
love seat."

"Alright," he said and he sat his soda can down on the coffee table. "Move
your feet."

He grabbed her by the calves and tried to move her legs down off of the couch,
thinking that it wouldn't be a problem at all. But not only did they look
bigger than he had realized but they felt a lot stronger than he thought. They
felt very solid and he could not move them at all.

As he worked harder to move his sister's legs, he looked at her cute face and
saw the grin that was on it. She sure looked satisfied and he could not let
her have that satisfaction at his expense. He became frustrated as he tried
harder to move her legs but still couldn't. Not being able to be OK with just
walking away he grabbed her two biggest toes on her left foot and pulled them
apart.

"Ow!" she said and that made her instantly move her legs.

She didn't move her legs too much but she did so enough where he could at
least sit down on the cushion he had been sitting on, although his sister's
legs still dominated the majority of the couch. As he tried to sit straight,
Caitlin wrapped her legs around his and squeezed.

He already knew that her legs were strong from trying to move them with his
arms but it made sense that his legs would be stronger than his arms were,
even though he would have preferred not to phrase it exactly like that. She
squeezed his skinny legs tightly and her legs felt much stronger than his did.

He had gotten his seat back on the couch but he was not comfortable and
feeling his sister's legs squeeze his was not something he wanted to allow. He
tried to pull his legs away but it felt like his legs were trapped in a vice.
He couldn't believe how much stronger his little sister's legs felt than his,
despite the fact that they really didn't look like they were that much bigger.

Not only could he not get his legs free but he couldn't even really move them
and Caitlin didn't even look like she was really putting any effort into
holding his legs trapped the way that she was. Knowing that he looked silly
when he was unsuccessfully trying to fight her, he just stayed in the
uncomfortable position that she had him trapped in and he couldn't turn his
entire body towards the TV the way he normally sat. He tried his best to
ignore that unusual feeling of his sister's bare legs holding his legs trapped
but that was not easy.

Dalton thought that if he just remained stubborn that Caitlin would give up,
let go of his legs, and hopefully get up off of the couch altogether realizing
that she shouldn't have taken his seat to begin with. Instead, she scooted
closer to him, kicked up her legs, and wrapped them around his ribs.

He was now getting quite annoyed. He didn't like his sister's method of
wrestling, especially since he felt like he was starting to lose, and the more
she was able to control him using just her legs, the more humiliating it got
for him. He tried to reach back and grab her toes again but she squeezed her
legs tighter. That hurt his skinny ribs and he was forced to use his hands to
try and pull her legs off of him.

He used his hands to try and pull her legs apart but he couldn't even move
them. His attempt to separate those strong legs of hers using his hands was
laughable, at least it was for Caitlin who was looking at him with quite the
smile on her cute face. Normally his sister's happiness made him happy but
when he felt like it was at his expense it would annoy him - this was one of
those times.

As he tried harder to pull her legs apart she squeezed his ribs tighter. It
hurt a lot and he didn't think he had ever been in a wrestling hold that was
so painful before. He had been stuck in full-nelsons, headlocks, and even
chokeholds but all of those holds were done using the arms.

He was quickly realizing how powerful someone's legs could be, even a girl's,
and he felt completely overmatched. Caitlin was still smiling as she squeezed
harder and it wasn't like his sister to be taking this much pleasure in his
pain. The fact that she continued to administer this pain to him was making
his annoyance turn to anger. He had never wrestled around with his sister in
their college years and he did not like what she was doing at all.

"Get off of me!" he said with a frustrated tone, trying his best to keep up
his look as the tougher older brother and not some guy that was losing to his
little sister.

"You gonna go sit over on the loveseat?" she said to him, still holding him
tightly trapped with her legs, her ankles locked as well.

"Get off of me!" he said with a stern, impatient tone that had intimidated her
many times in the past to get her to do things but didn't appear that it was
working this time.

"I'll only let go if you get off of the couch," she said.

"Alright, fine," he said when he couldn't take the pain any longer and just
wanted her to stop.

But when she let go of him and pulled her legs back, him seeing her girly feet
as she did, he felt quite embarrassed that he had given into her and he wished
that he had tried harder to get free before giving up. He got up off of the
couch and went over to go sit on the loveseat.

Caitlin remained on the couch and she stretched her legs back out so her bare
feet where back right where he had been sitting. She lay there comfortably and
didn't even change the channel from what he was watching, but dominated the
couch. He looked at her girly bare feet resting right where he had sat and he
was really frustrated.

He and Caitlin always had a good brother-sister relationship and they'd even
get competitive sometimes. But that competition might be in a board game or
them watching Jeopardy or something like that. Being beaten by his sister in a
test of strength against each other really bothered him, and it bothered him
the more that he thought about it, thinking about how she had shown him up,
the pain he felt, and the fact that this was his younger sister. His ego
couldn't take it as he looked at her fit bare legs and her bare feet all
stretched out where he had been. He got up and left the room feeling
frustrated and humiliated

Dalton still loved his sister though and he was able to get over what had
happened fairly quickly. It still bothered him when he thought about it so he
just tried his best not to ever think about it. They stayed on the same good
terms with Caitlin not ever bringing it up to him or anything. He did make
sure not to give up off of the couch after that when he thought she might be
coming in the room soon.

A couple of weeks later, Dalton got home and he wanted to watch some TV in the
living room. So he was a bit disappointed when he saw that Caitlin had a
couple of friends over - she and some guy were sitting on the couch and a girl
that Caitlin was friends with named Teri, who was the same age as Caitlin and
Dalton always thought was pretty cute, was sitting on the loveseat.

"Hey guys," Dalton said when he walked into the room.

"Hey Dalton," Teri said to him and she gave him a smile which he liked.

"Jordan, this is my brother Dalton," Caitlin said to the guy that was sitting
next to her on the couch. "Dalton this is Jordan. Jordan thinks he could beat
me in wrestling easily. Tell him how dumb that is, bro." Dalton didn't know
why this was being brought up.

"It's your sister, dude," Jordan said. "I mean I'm not some huge guy or
anything but she's a small girl and all. I know I could take her easily."

This Jordan guy who looked to be Caitlin's age was a fairly small guy. It was
hard to tell with him sitting down but he only looked like he was maybe 5'8 or
5'9. And he was quite skinny. He had a pair of shorts on and his legs looked
especially skinny. Knowing how strong Caitlin's legs were, Dalton wouldn't
have been surprised if his sister could beat this guy in wrestling, as much as
he didn't want to admit it. He was pretty sure that Jordan wouldn't be able to
'take her easily' like he seemed to think that he could. Caitlin was looking
at Dalton like she wanted him to back her up.

"Tell him," Caitlin said to her brother. "Couldn't I take him?"

"She does have strong legs," Dalton admitted, but he dodged actually answering
the question.

"See??" Caitlin said as she turned to look at Jordan as her eyes got big and
she gave him an 'I told you so!' look.

"Whatever," Jordan said and Dalton was sensing a cocky attitude from this guy
who was pretty small. "She said she could beat you in wrestling too, dude."

"Yeah, OK," Dalton said dismissively, not believing that his sister actually
said that.

"Yeah OK!" Caitlin said rather aggressively which Dalton was not expecting. "I
just beat you the other day."

"What, that thing on the couch?" he said, feeling his face getting red, and
wishing that these other two didn't have to hear about this. "That wasn't
wrestling."

"You couldn't beat me at it," she said and his sister just looked so confident
that she could beat him based on the look that was in her eyes.

"There was nothing to beat," he said, realizing he couldn't find the right
words to clearly defend himself. "It was just some thing on the couch."

"Oh yeah?" she said and she got off of the couch and got down on the floor on
her knees. "Let's wrestle right now then - come on!"

He loved his sister but he was not the least bit pleased about her calling him
out the way she was. He didn't doubt for a second that he could beat her,
regardless of what had happened on the couch. Her legs were strong so he was
going to have to be a bit more aggressive than he normally would have been
with a girl to beat her - but if that was how it had to be, so be it.

He kneeled on the ground across from her with the other two watching. He
looked into her pretty eyes and she looked really excited about the idea of
wrestling with her older brother. She was wearing a tank-top this time and now
that he was quite close to her, he saw that her upper body did look quite fit.

She gave him a bit of a hard shove to get things going. Although the shove was
hard, it didn't necessarily feel powerful on the bigger guy, but it did knock
him back a bit and annoy him. He lunged at her, grabbed her at the shoulders,
and tried to push her down. She put up a bit more of a fight than he thought
she'd be able to but he ultimately overpowered her and forced her on her back.

But once he got her down she immediately went to using those legs of hers. She
kicked them up and her speed and strength of those legs was too much for him
to stop. He wasn't used to wrestling someone that used their upper body and
not their lower body. He knew he didn't want her legs wrapped around him but
he couldn't stop her as she wrapped them around his ribs and scissored him.

He got had gotten fairly worked up when his sister had suggested the idea that
she could defeat him in wrestling so he had forgotten how painful it was when
she had her legs around his ribs like that. She crossed her ankles and
squeezed. She put her hands behind her head, almost looking like she was
getting comfortable, as she held him in the painful hold.

While she held him and looked like it wasn't very difficult to do so, Dalton
was pulling at her legs trying to pull them apart. He thought that maybe the
last time he had just underestimated her and that if he just tried harder this
time that he'd be able to get free from her scissors.

He tried with much more aggression but quickly realized that her legs were far
too strong for his hands and arms and that no amount of effort that he put
into it was going to allow him to pull her legs apart. He was sweating and
quickly running out of energy as he tried to separate them while she didn't
look like she was even struggling.

He looked at her cute face - she wasn't exactly smiling or anything but he did
see a hint of a smile and she looked genuinely satisfied that she was able to
keep him trapped in front of her two friends. Caitlin squeezed a bit harder
which caused his ribs even more pain.

He no longer had the energy to fight back and he leaned forward, putting his
hands on the floor, and needing a break. Caitlin just lay there with her legs
locked around him, looking as comfortable as ever, before she then surprised
him by using her strong legs to roughly throw him to the ground on his side,
keeping her legs around him in the process.

"Oh damn!" he heard Jordan say.

Dalton wished he could get up and punch the dude as hearing his annoying voice
was the last thing that he wanted to hear at that time after being roughly
thrown down by his younger sister like that. He looked up at the stupid look
on Jordan's face. But what annoyed him even more was when he looked at the
pretty Teri who was just calmly watching him get his ass kicked.

Dalton breathed heavily as he tried to get up but Caitlin had complete control
of him with her legs and she squeezed him tightly to keep him down. At least
when he was on his knees he figured it somewhat looked like he was in control.
But now on his side in the awkward position with Caitlin's legs wrapped
tightly around him, a smile on her face as well, it was obvious that he was
losing.

He pulled on her legs again thinking that maybe the new position they were in
would make that easier. But her legs still felt just as strong and he could
not budge them. Whenever he thought he was getting used to the pain, she would
squeeze again harder and make him feel like he wasn't going to last much
longer.

He looked up again at Teri who was just casually watching her friend beat up
her older brother. He always hoped that as the older brother of Caitlin that
Teri might have a crush on him or something but he knew that after this that
would never happen. Realizing that he still wasn't going to be able to pull
Caitlin's legs apart, he tried to squirm free from them.

He was able to move his body a little bit, but not much, and the tight hold
she had on him with those strong legs of hers continued to be painful. It was
hurting his ribs and he was even starting to find it a bit difficult to
breathe. If this was anyone other than his little sister he would have given
up already. But he was not going to submit to his little sister, definitely
not in front of other people, so he continued to suck it up and fight.

He pushed down on those strong thighs of hers, clenching his teeth as he did
it, as trying to push himself out of her hold was extremely difficult. Just
when he felt like he was about to get himself free, Caitlin moved up and sat
right on his chest, pinning him on the ground, and keeping her legs around his
sides at the same time.

It was the most humiliating position for him yet as now he was being pinned by
his sister. He did not like the feeling of her firm butt pushing right into
his chest as she held him down, making it even harder for him to breathe. He
let out a couple of groans as he tried his best to push his way out from under
her but his sister kept him pinned down.

He would not quit. He did everything he possibly could to try and get himself
free. He would push on her thighs and try to push out from underneath her but
even though he was able to move a little bit, it wasn't enough, and she would
quickly just resituate herself on top of him anyway. He'd reach up and try and
grab her but she would just control his wrists and push his hands away from
her before he could get a good grab.

He kept squirming underneath her and felt like he was making some progress.
When it looked to him like Caitlin was off-balance a bit, he thrust his hips
and knocked her balance off even more. She fell to his side but as he tried to
get up, now she got behind him and went right at his neck with her strong
legs.

Not wanting those powerful legs of hers anywhere near his neck, he reached
back to grab them to try and pull them away. But his arms and hands were
helpless to stop them and she did exactly what she wanted with him. He felt
the bare legs of his sister closing in on his neck, clearly with the intent of
squeezing it hard.

He couldn't believe she was doing this. This was supposed to just be them
wrestling but what she was doing was dangerous and he didn't think that she
should be doing that in a wrestling match. Knowing that he couldn't force
those strong legs of hers away, he wanted to verbally object, but she had her
legs around his neck too tightly for him to speak before he could get a word
out.

She positioned her legs in a figure-four and had him completely trapped. He
pulled at her legs just trying to give himself some breathing room but he
couldn't even do that. She continued to squeeze and add more pressure and it
felt like she could squeeze his head off if she wanted to.

He knew that his sister had gotten stronger but he hadn't thought of her as
dangerous until just then. Now that he knew exactly what she was capable of
doing, he feared her. He thought about how girly she looked when she was
playing around on the couch refusing to move her feet and it was humiliating
that that same girl now caused him fear.

He pulled on her legs more, his face completely red, and sweat all over his
face. He could see her friends just sitting there watch him lose to his sister
as he fought hard. He couldn't see Caitlin but it didn't seem like she was
even fighting anymore. It seemed that she had just gotten comfortable and that
she was able to put him through all of this agony without even having to put
any effort into it. As she squeezed harder, he couldn't take it anymore and he
desperately tapped out on the ground.

So afraid of his sister at that point, Dalton prepared like he was going to
have to tap out on the ground longer but she respectfully let go of him
immediately. He felt the pressure of those strong legs around his neck go away
as she released and he saw her legs and bare feet move away from him. It was
just a wrestling match for her but it was extreme pain, fear, and humiliation
for him. He sat up to see her friends looking at him.

"Dude, you just got your ass kicked by your little sister!" Jordan said.
Dalton looked at Teri laugh at the comment. He didn't even want to see what
Caitlin was doing. He gave Jordan an annoyed smirk and left the room.

The next morning, Dalton was sitting on the couch watching TV. He heard
Caitlin moving around and then she walked into the living room. She had a
tank-top on and an extremely short pair of shorts on, shorter than the pairs
she normally wore. Even though he knew she wouldn't have admitted it, she
clearly had dressed to show off her strong legs to humiliate him. Just knowing
what his sister's legs could do to him really made him feel uncomfortable. He
looked at her bare feet and saw she had fresh, light-blue toenail polish on
them that it looked like she had just put on and it drew attention to her
feet.

The two of them hadn't spoken since she defeated him in front of her friends
and they didn't speak then. Things seemed a little awkward although Caitlin
had a smirk on her face. She had a seat on the couch fairly close to him. What
was she doing? He was there first.

She sat back, kicked her legs up, and put her bare feet right in front of his
face. Very angry that she thought she could do this to him, he grabbed her
ankles and tried to pull her legs away. He should have known that he was going
to have no chance of doing that but he was so frustrated that he tried his
hardest anyway. It still didn't make a difference as he couldn't move her
strong legs at all. Her bare feet remained in front of his face.

"Move your feet!" he said angrily.

"Ha-ha-ha!" she laughed with a girly laugh.

He did not want to give into her. She was just bullying him now, in a far more
humiliating way than he could ever have imagined being bullied. And he didn't
want her to get away with that. But the longer he sat there, the longer he'd
have to have her feet in front of his face, and be reminded how strong her
legs were since he couldn't move them.

He moved his face away from her feet and he stood up. She immediately got
comfortable, stretching out her legs so she was taking up the entire couch,
and putting her bare feet right where he had been sitting. He went over and
sat on the loveseat, looking at his sister loving the fact that she was the
victor. He loved his sister but he was really going to start to dislike her if
this was the way she was going to start treating him.

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