Wrestling with Jan - POV 
By A.J. Brown



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Jan wore a tight, white sports top, her boobs looking absolutely enormous in
it and he could see the shape of her nipples through it, it was so tight on
her. Her shoulders looked fairly broad. Her arms were somewhat lean and they
didn't look muscular or anything but they still looked strong. She had a
decent amount of fat around her hips and on her belly that he hadn't noticed
when she was fully dressed but he could see it now that she was wearing so
little.

The white 'shorts' that she was wearing were so tight and skimpy that he
wasn't quite sure if they would be considered shorts or underwear. He supposed
she wouldn't be able to walk outside wearing them so they'd have to be
considered underwear. Her legs looked big and strong, especially her large
thighs - this girl looked like she was stronger than him.

Her entire body was well-tanned. Despite the strong body she had with her
share of fat in a couple of places, and her skin looking somewhat dry, she
still looked absolutely beautiful. She had long dirty blond hair. She had a
pretty face with especially sweet looking eyes. Her bare feet looked cute and
she had dark blue toenail polish on.

He wasn't at the sorority house to see Jan - he was there to see her sorority
sister but he had made a comment that Jan didn't appreciate and now he and Jan
were going to wrestle each other. Both of them were on the knees on the rug in
the middle of the living room floor, the rest of the sisters crowded around to
watch.

Jan gave him a playful push on his shoulder to get things started. He grabbed
her at her shoulders thinking that he'd be able to just push her to the floor.
He was taller than her so he figured that would help but she felt even
stronger than she looked and she wouldn't move.

It was a weird feeling for him as he pushed at her then looked at her pretty
face and was unable to move her. She didn't look the least bit intimidated
about wrestling with a guy. She pushed back at him and although he was able to
keep her from pushing him down, he really had to work to do so and he could
feel her strength as she resisted.

He could feel her 36D boobs so close to his chest as they pushed at each
other, turning him on, but also making him feel weirder about the fact that he
wasn't able to overpower her. He could feel and smell her feminine but dry
skin. Her hands that were grabbing his shoulders felt girly but strong.

He put his hand on the back of her neck, feeling a bunch of her long hair get
caught between his fingers as he did it. He wasn't able to get a good grip on
her neck and he could feel her hair pull as she pulled away. She reached
forward and got her arm around his neck.

He tried to pull away but her arm felt too strong. It felt even stronger and
hurt his neck as she pulled his head into her side and put him in a headlock.
He could feel the fat on her belly pushing against his face. He pulled on her
arm trying to pull away but he quickly felt that the strength of her arm and
her overall size was going to be difficult for him to deal with.

The headlock she had him in really hurt and he could feel his eyes watering
up. He did not like losing to a girl in front of a roomful of girls and he had
to get the advantage quick. He pulled on her arm, one hand pulling at her
wrist, the other pulling at her forearm, but he couldn't pull her arm off of
him.

He grunted as he pulled at her arm again. He seemed to at least throw her
balance off a little as it felt as if her body was rocking a bit. He pulled
harder and the two fell, both landing on their sides, but she managed to keep
him in the headlock. They scuffled around a bit on the floor, him able to move
around a little bit more, but still not coming close to getting free.

Feeling that she didn't have the best hold on him that she had when they were
on their knees, Jan repositioned her arm so she had him in a chokehold. He
could feel that strong arm of hers tightening on his throat and making it hard
for him to breathe. The position that he was in had him looking up at a lot of
the girls who were looking down at him as his face got red and his eyes
watered up more as Jan's arm tightened more on his throat.

He pulled desperately, feeling weak as he couldn't pull her arm off of him. He
tried moving his legs around hoping to throw her off a bit since he was having
no luck getting free using his upper body. Jan responded by getting behind him
more and wrapping her legs around his.

Her arms felt stronger than his but fighting against them was at least
manageable. Her legs were a different story. They were bigger than his but the
strength difference he felt as her legs encased on the outside of his legs and
squeezed them together was laughable. He felt like he was fighting against a
steel machine trying to resist her legs squeezing his and he had absolutely no
chance.

His legs hurt so badly from her squeezing them and it felt like she could
actually squeeze his bones to mush with the strength she was squeezing them
with. He looked down at her strong legs and saw her feminine feet at the end
of them with their toenail polish on, making the situation that much more
humiliating for him.

He pulled harder on her arms, still not able to pull them off of him, and the
good positioning that she had on him now made her upper-body strength
advantage on him feel like even more than it actually was. Her legs of steel
holding his legs together made him feel weak and helpless.

He felt like she may knock him out but then he managed to use his fingers to
create at least enough separation between her arm and his throat to at least
breathe a little bit. She still was in complete control and he had to work
hard just to have the ability to breathe. His legs were still completely
stuck.

He rocked his body back and forth as much as he could, desperate to try and do
anything to try and free himself. It worked better than he thought it would
and he actually started to feel like he was freeing himself a bit. Jan then
let go of the chokehold and he thought he may have a chance.

But she forced him right on his back and laid her entire body on top of him.
He could hear some of the other girls laughing and making comments as Jan
worked on pinning him down. He wasn't strong enough to get her off of him and
being flat on his back didn't help matters.

Before this wrestling match he would have guessed that she was maybe 140 - 150
pounds but now feeling her bodyweight lying on top of him he guessed that she
had to weigh probably 10 - 15 pounds more than that, all of the extra weight
being strength. Her nice body was deceptive. Her legs still felt like steel as
they just lay on top of his legs and made sure they didn't move. He could feel
the dry skin on her bare legs rubbing against his legs as he was wearing
shorts. The toes on her left foot were touching his leg and he could feel the
arch of her right foot pushing against his other lower leg.

He could feel her belly fat pushing against his stomach, not feeling strong,
but being that much more weight that he had to deal with. He looked at her
pretty eyes looking right into his with a look of satisfaction on her face,
right before she leaned forward and pushed her big boobs right into his chest.

There was just too much strength and weight there of this beautiful girl for
this guy who wasn't very strong to deal with. Making matters worse, she moved
her legs to the sides of his legs and wrapped them around his legs again. Her
leg strength was like nothing he ever felt and her doing that immediately took
away any chance of him being able to use his lower body.

He huffed and puffed as he pushed on her shoulders with his hands trying to
push her off of him but she was not budging. He tried harder, trying to raise
his shoulders, but she had him firmly pinned and he was not going anywhere. He
lay completely trapped underneath her with all of her sorority sisters
watching and he didn't know what he could do about it. He wrapped his arms
around her in a bear-hug and tried to roll her off of him but he still wasn't
strong enough. He let out a sign of frustration.

"What are you going to do about this?" she said and he didn't answer. "Want me
to let you up?"

"Mmm-hmm," he said affirmatively, sounding weak.

"Will you lick my feet if I let you up?"

He wasn't sure how to react to that at first. He heard some of the other girls
laugh so he thought perhaps she was just joking so he didn't say anything at
first. But he could quickly tell that she meant it and he really wanted to
humiliate him in front of her sorority sisters. The bitch. It drove him nuts
that there wasn't anything he could do about this.

"Yeah right," he said, saying it like she must have been joking.

"No??" she said and she sounded annoyed at his response. "You want more of
this?"

She began squeezing her legs as tightly as she could around his and it hurt.
Boy, did it hurt. He winced and clenched his teeth as he felt the sheer pain
of her powerful legs crushing his skinny ones. It just kept getting worse and
he couldn't take it any longer. He was close to crying. As much as he told
himself he was going to stay tough, she was just too tough for him.

"Ah - OK!" he whined. "Fuck, I'll lick your fucking feet. I'm not doing it for
long, though."

"You'll do it for as long as I tell you," she said as she began getting off of
him. "And if you try any shit like biting me, running away, or just not doing
it then I'm going to beat you up again and I'm not going to stop. So this is
your one chance to get this right."

She sat between his legs so her crotch was pushing right up against his. It
was giving him an erection as much as he didn't want it to. He then watched
her extend her strong legs and saw her bare feet coming at his face. She
pushed them right up against his face. He felt how dry they felt.

"Start licking them," she said. "Don't stop until I say so."

He was able to look around a bit with his eyes and see all of her sorority
sisters watching with amusement, not a single one of them looking like they
felt any pity for him. He was there to be humiliated beyond belief for their
amusement, that was the only purpose he served.

He stuck out his tongue and touched it to the heel of her left foot. He tasted
the strong foot taste of it as he ran his tongue up it and he gagged. He
looked up at Jan who was looking down at him with a look like he better
continue so he ran his tongue up her foot some more. She had a tickled
reaction as her foot shook and she giggled just a bit but she quickly got back
her straight face and looked at him like he should continue.

He felt like a dog as he licked the bottom of her foot and then the other. He
was getting used to the taste and the texture but the humiliation got worse
the longer that he did it. All of her friends were laughing at him while she
continued to look at him sternly like he better keep going. His tongue was
drying out and he had enough. He stopped.

"Keep going," she ordered and she slapped his face with her foot.

Her voice sounded feminine but she scared him nonetheless. He looked up her
feet at that body of hers that was mostly bare. He knew it was a lot stronger
than him and it intimidated him. He kept licking her feet. It seemed like this
was never going to end. He had been able to hold himself together at least
when she was beating him up but the humiliation of licking her bare feet for
that long with all of the girls watching and Jan looking at him with the
threatening look was too much for him mentally. He started to cry.

"Awe you crying now, you little bitch?" Jan said, all of her friends looking
like they were loving the show she was putting on. "You want to stop now?
Tough shit. Keep licking my feet, you little pussy."

Her words stung him and he cried more as he licked her feet. She had
completely broken him down mentally. He kept hoping she'd let him stop but she
kept looking at him to keep going. He just wanted it to end. She kicked him in
the nose, not too hard, but hard enough. At first it startled him but then
everything went black and he couldn't see. It took a few minutes for the pain
and everything else to hit him. Once he started to be able to see again, very
blurry, he started bawling.

"You fucking pussy," Jan laughed.

She held her foot close to his face and looked as if she may kick him again.
Instead, she pulled her foot away, moved closer to him, and pulled him to his
feet. She had one hand on the back collar of his shirt and she held his arm
tightly with the other. She escorted the weaker guy to the door.

"Now get out of here and don't let me see you near our house again," she said
and she physically threw him out.

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