Who are the people in your neighborhood?
By Connor McCloud



Email Khengiskhan@hotmail.com

"That's ridiculous," Billy said sipping his beer.

"Yeah, it is," concurred Sean.

"Hey, that's a legitimate question," Anne piped in," it has to be a rape."

"What kind of a guy gets raped by a girl? What kind of a guy is saying no to
sex anyways?" Billy replied, and everyone laughed.

"I think Anne has a point though," Eric said,"it's not that a girl could rape
a guy it's simply that if the guy says no, but the girls fucks him, it's
technically a rape."

"I'll go with that," Sean slurred,"the man's got a point."

"I still say the theory has a flaw because what guy is saying no to sex? Not
many I know, in fact none," Billy smirked.

This was the kind of conversation that happened after several hours of
drinking in the neigbhorhood. A great group of people just started talking
about whatever for hours, but no matter what, the talk always turned sexual.
Always. It was 1:30 in the morning, but several people were still chatting,
Bill and his wife Anne, Eric and his wife Mary, Sean and his wife Lisa, and me
and my wife Jessy. We were all fairly drunk, but having fun as usual.

"Again you miss the point Bill," Jessy chimed in, "if the guy says no, and the
girl forces him to have sex, that's a rape."

"You can't argue that," I said sipping my beer, " if the guy doesn't want to
have sex, but the girl gets on him and fucks him, yep he was raped."

"This is ridiculous," Sean blurted," what kind of a guy can't get a girl off
him?"

"You don't think woman are strong Sean?" Anne asked," you don't think a woman
can pin a guy down and pump him?"

Anne was a classic. You give her some beer and she's good for a million
laughs. It was always good hanging out with her, because you never knew what
she might say.

"What do you think Mary Jane" Anne asked, smiling at Mary," you're the fitness
expert here."

Mary was a great athlete. She had competed in track and field in college and
was still a very active person, running and lifting weights. She was quiet,
but she had that great sense of humor and timing that you almost waited for
her to speak. Not a 10 in looks, she was still an actractive woman and she had
a great body.

"I think men underestimate how strong woman are," Mary said sipping a rum and
coke, "woman have very strong lower bodies. Men think they are stronger but
that's not always the case. You need to compare people of similiar size. A guy
that weighs 220 pounds is more than likely stronger than a 135 pound woman. I
just think it's ignorant to call all men stronger."

"So are you saying that if you chose 2 people, a guy and girl, roughly the
same size, the difference in strength would be minimal?" Eric asked.

"That's a fair way of putting it. You would have to factor in lots of things
like age, and if they both work out and are in shape," Mary said seriously,"
I'll leave it at this, if You take a man and a woman that are compatible in
height and weight, they will be fairly equal in strength. Men are stronger
most of the time, but there's always exceptions to the rule."

"You have to factor in so many things," Lisa said," what if they guy has
martial arts or wrestling training?"

"What if the girl does?" Mary said winking at her.

"I still say this is nonsense," Sean chirped in," there's no way a woman could
pin me down and rape me."

"You're 240 pounds you idiot," I said laughing," but what if the woman was 300
pounds, I say you get pinned." We all laughed, but Sean just looked at me
funny.

"I say we test the theory then smart ass," Sean said," how much do you weigh?"

"I dunno, maybe 165 or so," I said. I was never a very big guy.

"165, ok I'll give you that give or take a few pounds," Sean smirked," how
much do you weigh MJ?"

"None of your business fatty," Mary said laughing," but I'll say I'm somewhere
around 145 or so, all muscle of course."

"Ok so fast Eddie has roughly 20 pounds on you, that to much of a weight
difference?" Sean said.

"No I think 20 pounds is acceptable," Mary said looking my way, "but I'm not
in the fighting mood right now, maybe some other time."

"Come on Mary," Jessy said hugging me," I'd love to see you pin his shoulders
to the floor! My money is on Mary."

Everyone talked over each other for a few minutes, but Mary said nothing, she
looked over at me and smiled. I had never noticed what a nice smile she had.
To be honest, I had never noticed how great her body was either, she never
wore tight shirts or revealing clothes. Tonight she had on a more form fitting
shirt, and her well toned body was very noticeable.

"Stop your whining," Mary suddenly said, " it's 2 o'clock in the morning. I'm
drunk and I'm going to bed. See you all later, I had a great time." Mary and
Eric quickly left and we all did shortly after that. We were all beyond drunk,
I passed out within seconds of hitting my head on the pillow.

The next morning I got up and started doing yard work, and as usual, Mary was
coming back from her morning run.

"Morning MJ," I said waving.

"Hi hun," she replied as she blew past me, then she slowed down," can you come
by later and help me set the computer up? Eric has to go out, plus as you know
he's a dummy with computer stuff."

"Okay, I'll come by later, let me get a few things done here," I replied, and
off she went. I noticed the muscles in the leg bulge out as she sprinted away
and I wondered why I had never noticed how great they looked before.

I walked over her house around 3 o'clock, after Jessy had left with our kids
to see her family. She was outside watering her plants as I approached her
house. She lived on the opposite side of our circle we lived on, so I didn't
see her outside doing things that often. She was wearing atanktop and shorts
and she looked great. Her upper body was as well defined as her lower body,
and I was very impressed.

"Hey MJ," I said walking up her driveway.

"Hey Eddie, how you doing hun," she replied smiling.

"Good thanks. MJ you look great, I never knew you were so muscular."

"Thanks hun," she said, "I've been working out forever, I damn well better
look good. I've been running all my life, but the weight work has really made
a difference. I'm stronger now than I was when I was 25, and that was along
time ago."

"I guess we are getting old," I laughed, "I should start working out myself
before it's to late."

"It's never to late Ed, you should start," she smiled,"come on inside, I'll
get you a drink. I really appreciate you helping us out with the computer,
it's a big help.

"No problem neighbor, glad to help," I replied.

We walked inside and MJ walked into the kitchen," hey hun beer or water?"

"Let me think, ok beer," I said laughing.

"Good choice," she laughed.

We walked into her basement where the computer was being setup and she showed
me all the parts she had.

"No problem MJ," I said, "it will only take me a few minutes."

"Great, I really appreciate it," She said sitting on the couch, smiling my
way.

I started taking the stuff out of the boxes and Mary got up to help me get
things organized. We were very close together, and our bodies rubbed together
a few times, but she never said a word. I realized that I found MJ very
attractive and I also realized how very happy I was being so close to her.
These were new, almost uncomfortable thoughts, because I was a happily married
guy, and although I found MJ attractive, I'm not one to cheat. I was getting
ahead of myself, and I almost laughed out loud, MJ and I were friends, and
although we might flirt, there was nothing else happening here.

"So were you hung over Ed?" she asked.

"A little, could have been worse, you?" I replied.

"About the same, but I had fun so who cares," she said happily.

"I did to, I always laugh when we all get together. You never know what people
are going to come out with," I chuckled.

"I know, it's so stupid. Who started all that rape talk?" she said.

"I'm not sure MJ, it got people talking though, and fatty wanted to push it
like always," I replied.

"Yeah he did, he's funny. What did you really think about it, I'd like to
know," she asked as we worked.

"I never really gave it much thought before, but I guess if a woman forces sex
upon a man, it has to be considered rape," I said, hooking the monitor to the
desktop.

"It definitely is. Not that all men aren't pigs which you all are," she
smirked.

"Easy," I chuckled.

"As I was saying, being that you are all pigs, I'm not sure what guy says no,
but if one did, do you think a woman has the physical strength to force
herself upon the man?" she asked.

"I suppose it's possible, but it can't be that usual, most guys are stronger
than most woman, in a general sense. There's exceptions to every rule though.
Jessy is not very strong, but she's stronger than you might think, very wiry
and hard to get a hold of," I replied.

"Oh really, you guys wrestle around at all?" she asked.

"Not really. Maybe once in a while, but I wouldn't call it wrestling, just
playing around," I replied.

"Well Eric would never admit to this, but I can beat him in wrestling, in fact
I beat him this morning before he went out," she said calmly.

"Really?" I questioned," you guys are into wrestling around?"

"Yeah we both are. We have a lot of fun with it, although Eric has been
getting a little upset lately because I beat him so much. We usually wrestle
to a submission, although now we have a 10 second rule. If you get stuck in a
hold and can't get out you lose. I had to add that rule because Eric hates to
give up and I was holding him in the same position forever, and he wouldn't
give up," she responded, acting like what she was saying was just normal
banter.

"You're kidding. Eric's a pretty strong guy, or he looks like his is," I said.

"You think I'm weak?" she asked, now looking my way directly, almost disturbed
my what I had said.

"I really don't know," I laughed," I'm sure you're strong MJ. I guess I never
really gave it much thought before. I guess I could see you beating him, don't
take what I said the wrong way."

"I'm not mad hun, I just think it's funny that all men assume they are so
strong, and then when they lose to a woman in a test of strength, they're in
utter shock I don't blame you Ed, you guys are all the same. Sometimes it
takes first hand knowledge before a guy realizes just how strong a woman can
be. Let me ask you this, you think you can beat me in a wrestling match?" she
asked seriously.

"I have no idea MJ. Like I said, I'm sure you're strong and I'm sure you're a
good wrestler. You're certainly in great shape," I said fumbling through my
words.

"You didn't answer the question Ed, do you think you can beat me?" MJ asked.

"We both know we can't wrestle each other MJ, our other halfs wouldn't approve
of that. Jessy would kill me," I said.

"Maybe, if she found out. Why can't we keep it between us? You can't keep a
secret? You never lied to Jess before? I find that hard to believe. Maybe
you're afraid of losing to a girl?" she asked, moving closer to me.

I didn't know what to do or say. The thought of being with her in a physical
way excited me, but I wasn't I could do it and never tell Jess. On the other
hand, it was just wrestling, it wasn't like we were having sex or anything
like that. I was close to deciding to wrestle with her, when she took my hand.

"Come on Eddie, it will be fun, nothing serious. I'd like to show you how
strong I am, and I promise I won't bite," she smiled.

"Ok, sounds like fun MJ," I responded happily.

"It will be, let's go into the other room, it will be better in there," she
said, leading me into her larger family room. I could see some of the other
neighbors outside, doing lawnwork and whatever outside and hoped they couldn't
see us. She pulled off her sneakers, and then to my surprise, she pulled off
her top, revealing only a black sports bra top. My jaw must have hit the floor
when she removed her shorts and stood in front of me with only her sports bra
and black panties. She gave me a sly smile and started to stretch her body
out, but it was more of a show for me, and less to actually stretch. Her hard,
lean body gracefully twisted and turned as she playfully smiled and flexed a
little as she basically fucked with me. Almost lost in her show was her
perfect muscle tone and definition, which again I just never knew she had. Her
legs were particuliarly strong looking, especially her thighs which bulged
with dense muscle. I was alomst in a daze, staring at her, but never really
understanding how physically strong she looked. Her words broke my day
dreaming.

"Take off your shirt Eddie, it feels better with more skin on skin. In fact I
think you should wrestle in just your underwear. You a boxers or briefs guy?"
she asked smiling.

"Umm, boxers. You sure Eric is not coming home? I would feel really fucking
bad if he walked in," I said in a concerned voice.

She laughed," Yeah, I'd feel a little bad myself, but don't worry, he's gone.
He had to leave for a trip to New York, and he's not coming home until
Wednesday. There's no one to bother us. I locked the front door so we'll have
no interruptions. So, it's just me and you."

"Ok MJ. You have to understand, I'm a little nervous. I know what we're doing
is not sexual, but still, I haven't been this close to another woman in a long
time," I said.

"That's understandable, but you're right, this is not sex Eddie, it's
wrestling. There's going to be a little sexual tension because you're a man
and I'm a woman, but don't let that ruin your focus. I'm going to be trying
100% to beat you, and if you don't do the same, you going to lose badly. You
ever wrestle anyone before?" sha sked.

"No, not really. I mean I know some basic moves just from watching TV and
growing up. You know like headlocks, scissor locks, and how to pin, but
nothing fancy," I replied.

"That's ok, you don't need to be an expert. Remember hun, if you're in pain
and you want me to stop, either verbally tell me, or bang your hand on the
floor or against me. I knwo right now that sounds weird, but when we get
going, that's going to come in handy. I'm ready when you are, take off your
shirt and stuff," she smirked. I followed her orders and took off my shirt,
and then my shoes and eventually my shorts. I felt like a 100 pound weakling
next to her great body. I had very little muscle definition, especially in my
arms, and to be honest, hers looked to be bigger than mine.

"I'll show you how we start hun, watch me," she said, moving into a crawling
position on the floor," this is how college wrestlers start, and it's a fair
way for both of us. I'll stay in this position to start. You kneel down next
to me and put your left arm on my left arm, and sort of hold me around my
belly with your right one."

I moved into the position she said, and she moved around until she thought I
had it right.

"This is how we start," she said, "you say go when your ready, and off we go."

Her body felt incredible as I held her there. The muscles in her tricep pushed
out with her arm extended like it was, and her back looked thick and powerful.
I truly felt like a sissy next to her, she looked so much better than I did.

"Ok," I stammered," let's go."

I can't explain in words how fast she moved after I said go. It was incredible
to see her shift and move out of my grasp in a matter of seconds. She
basically twisted out of my grasp, almost putting me in the position she was
just in, and moved behind me. I felt her weight land on my back, and before I
knew what the fuck was going on, she wrapped her hands around my chin and
pulled my head back. My back quickly arched in a weird position, and there was
a sudden burst of pain from not only my back, but my neck as well. My first
instinct was to try to yell out, but her hands held my jaw shut tight. It felt
like an eternity until I remembered to bang my hand on the gorund. MJ put so
much pressure on me so quickly, I felt like she had broken something. She
released the hold when I banged my hand, and I fell forward to the floor,
gasping for air and panting like a dog.

"Sorry hun, I didn't mean to hurt you," she said kindly,"sometimes I forget
how terribly painful that hold can be."

"I'm fine," I panted, but it was far from the truth, and we both knew. She
patted my head like a dog, and then scratched like my head like I was a child.

"I really am sorry Ed," she said sweetly,"that hold is impossible to get out
of, and you're not experienced in the hold or how to escape from it. I won't
use that one again. Take your time and then we'll wrestle again."

Mary was talking to me like I was 5 years old. The entire situation was
insane, and I was basically speechless. Here I was, in my neighbor's house,
wearing nothing but my boxer shorts, wrestling with a women wearing nothing
but a sports and panties!! To make matters worse this woman, who I admit
freely is in much better shape than I had ever been in, just nearly ripped my
head off. MJ looked incredible standing in front of me, looking my way with a
look of sadness and disgust, and I felt extremely weak kneeling there holding
my neck.

"I'm ready," I said, and I moved into the same position she had just been in.

She moved over me and grabbed my left arm with a vice like grip, and wrapped
her right arm around me. A few moments later she said go, and we were at it
again, if you want to call it that. MJ wasted no time in securing another
amazing hold in a matter of moments. She pulled me off balance and trapped my
left arm between her legs, forcing me on my back. Her arms quickly snaked
around my neck in some sort of a choke hold, leaving my right arm helplessly
trying to pry her arms from around me. Within a few moments I realized there
was no escape from this position, and I managed to submit a second time. She
released me quickly and bounced up from the floor, walking out of the room.
She walked back in with 2 waters and handed me one.

"You look thirsty hun," she said sweetly,"have some water."

"Thanks MJ," I replied, quickly guzzling some down,"I'm not doing very well."

"Not yet, but you're just learning. Half the battle is learning the moves and
holds, then it's a matter of properly using them. The strongest person doesn't
always win, it's a matter of technique, quickness, and a bunch of other
things, so don't feel so bad. You're not in a good position to win with me,
not only because you've never wrestled before, but becasue I'm much stronger
than you," she stated.

"You're certainly kicking my ass," I laughed.

"So far, let's go at it again, maybe you'll surprise us both," she smiled.

She put her hair back in a pony tail and moved into the starting position. I
moved over her and we went at it for a third time. This time I didn't let her
escape and moved with her as she squirmed. Our bodies rolled across the floor,
tangled and struggling to maintain control over the other. I tried to get a
hold of her, but she was to strong for me to hold on to, and all my attempts
failed. Her lower body strength began to wear me down, and she suddenly
wrapped her legs around my head, while also trapping my right arm. She reached
down and pulled my head deeper between her legs, grinding my head as she did
this. I managed to wiggle my arm free when she loosened her hold, but it did
me absolutely no good. As she squeezed my head between her amazing thighs, she
grabbed each of my flailing arms and secured them in her vice like grip. She
easily let herself down on her side, and held me there, completely trapped and
extremely uncomfortable. She gave me a long hard squeeze, just to give me a
taste of what she was capable of then relaxed a little.

"I know you give up Eddie," she said looking at me like a bug caught in a
spider's nest," I just like seeing you squirm a little. I bet you never
thought of your neighbor this way before; so strong, so powerful, yet so
beautiful and sexy. Let me ask you this Ed, you and I have lived here for 2
years, have you ever once looked at me outside working in the yard and
thought, "wow I bet that woman could really kick my ass!"

I bet you never have."

She didn't want a response, because she squeezed harder as a sign not to
speak.

"Have you ever thought of me in a sexual way?" she asked,"you know your face
is only a few inches from my bush. I bet you never thought you would be
trapped like this, helpless, only a few inches from a woman's vagina, but you
are. Poor thing, I feel bad for you, but it excites me seeing you like this."

MJ squeezed me tightly and I yelled out in pain.

"MJ, stop it, I give up, now let me go, you've proved your point!" I said
angrily.

"Oh really and what point have I proved," she purred playfully.

"That you can beat me in wrestling, now let me go, this is fucking
ridiculous," I said angrily. Mary poured on the pressure with her legs and I
yelled out in pain for the second time.

"Don't raise your voice to me Eddie, you're in no position to do that. Beating
you is not the point at all, that's not even close. I know I can do that,
you're weak and pathetic Ed. I could beat the shit out of you all day long. If
I wanted I could send you home a bloody, beaten mess, but that's not the
point. We started out discussing rape, did you forget that? Now I'm going to
let go of your arms, when I do, I want you to remove your boxer shorts," MJ
said in a commanding voice, increasing the pressure with her legs. I had no
choice but to obey her command.

"Now pull my panties down Eddie," she commanded, which I quickly did, afraid
of her legs and the pain they were causing. My head was so close to her crotch
I couldn't pull them very low, but it was a start.

"Give me your hands," she commanded.

I moved my hands into hers and we locked them together. Her hands tightened
around mine and I could feel how strong she was just by her touch. MJ then
made several movements with her body, quickly and with gracefully. She rolled
up onto her knees, releasing my head and straddling my body. She let my right
hand free, and quickly pulled her panties off and wripped her bra off as well.
I tried to roll to the side, but she never released my hand, and I wasn't able
to move, or maybe I was just afraid to. With her panties off, she grabbed my
other wrist and pinned it to the floor. MJ had my upper body pinned forcefully
to the floor, and her knees held my body in place. She sat on me, looking down
upon me with a weird look on her face, which made me quiver a little.

"So here we are Eddie. It's time to have our question answered. Can you get me
off you? Let's see you do it," she ordered.

I began to buck my body up and down, as hard and as fast as I could, but
nothing worked. I pushed with all my might with my upper body, and although I
made some progress moving her hands I couldn't move her. My stamina began to
fade, and my attempts to get her off me, became weaker and honestly, quite
pathetic. MJ never made a noise as she held me there on the floor, she just
smiled, and sometimes winked at me, which pissed me off big time.

"You made your point MJ, I can't get you off me, are you happy now?" I said
angrily.

"Happy? I'm always happy honey, pinning you here is no big deal, but it's fun.
If you were in my shoes, you might find it more amusing or maybe sad, but I
know you're upset," she said softly," I find it gratifying in some way that I
can pin you and trap you here, but I also find it sad that I could do it so
easily. You must feel weak? Helpless? Like a complete pussy? A sissy? You know
as hard as it might seem now, it's going to get worse. Every time you see me,
you'll think of this. Every time you look at me, you'll know that I can kick
your ass, and that I'm stronger than you."

MJ moved her body and rested her body on mine. I rolled back and forth,
yelling at her to get off me, but she just laughed. She snaked her legs around
mine and forcefully held me in place. My entire body was pinned to the floor,
and our bodies were pressed together tightly. Our faces were very close, but
there was nothing sexual about what MJ was doing, she was raping me, and there
was nothing I could do.

"Please fight Ed," she said," I want you to fight as hard as you can to get me
off you."

"Fuck you MJ!! Get the fuck off me!!" I screamed, trying to move, but unable
to.

MJ began to grind her crotch into me, and my cock quickly became hard,
regardless of what emotions I was now feeling. MJ began to moan and grind as
she felt my erection growing. I bucked my body forcefully, but I was
completely imobolized by MJ and her hold.

"Please stop MJ, please," I begged, tears forming in my eyes," I don't want to
do this."

"I know you don't Eddie, but you have no choice," she replied coldly," that's
why it's called rape."

MJ finally lowred herself onto me, and my cock slid slowly into her. She
slowly lowred herself until my entire shaft was buried inside her, and then
she pushed harder, drawing me as deep as possible into her. I could feel tears
running down my cheek as MJ raped me, but she didn't seem to be bothered by
how upset I was. MJ smiled as she raped me, and laughed at loud at my attempts
to move her. I had no more fight left in me, and MJ could sense that, but she
never released my arms or legs as she fucked me. Her powerful body slammed
into me as she pumped her hips and drove her body into mine. It actually felt
like she was the one with the cock as she pumped her hips and our bodies
slapped together. Her thrusts began to become more deliberate, almost timed,
and harder as well. She finally pumped wildly, and she moaned as she had an
orgasm and I could feel her juices dripping onto my body. She lowered herself
as deep as she could again and began to grind into me as hard as she could. I
felt what seemed to be another small orgasm take place then she stopped.

MJ let my legs free, but I didn't move. I'm not sure why. She moved higher and
sat upon my chest, and looked down at me. She then moved forward a little
until her pussy was just an inch or so from my mouth. I turned my head to the
side, but she squeezed my hands firmly and she her head.

"You don't seem to be getting the picture here Ed. You're naked in my house in
the middle of the afternoon, not your normal Sunday is it? There's 2 sides to
every story, and I just think you need to be reminded of them. The truth is,
you just got raped, by a stronger more dominant person. We certainly answered
the question from last night didn't we? I could have hurt you a lot worse than
I did, but there was no need for that, real damage might raise questions when
I let you go. Consider yourself lucky that you didn't get hurt physically,
just emotionally. Right now you're going to lick my pussy until I tell you to
stop, because of the second story," she said smiling at me," perception is
reality Ed. I could get up right now and run outside, screaming that you're
trying to rape me. Who will people believe? You? You're a grown man, a fucking
sissy, but still a grown man. You think people will really believe your side
of the story? Some might, but most won't. The police won't. Your wife will
leave you regardless of what the real story is, you know that stuck up bitch
won't stand for this. So shut your fucking mouth and lick me, than I'll let
you go."

I didn't say a word, and started licking her pussy. I'm not sure how long I
did it for, but it seemed like forever. Eventually she got bored, and got off
me. She quietly got dressed and walked out of the room. MJ walked in a few
moments later and watched me get dressed.

"We understand each other?" MJ asked.

"Yes," I replied quietly.

"Great, you can go home now. See you later," she said, and she started to wal
away, but suddenly stopped and said,"I might want to do this again sometime.
I'll let you know when."

I didn't say a word, I just nodded, got dressed, and walked out. MJ followed
me outside, and smacked my ass as I walked out the door. Eric pulled up just
as we walked out.

"Hey guys," he smiled walking towards us," what's going on?"

"Eddie came by to help us get the computer going," MJ said, like nothing had
even happened," he's going home to get some tools he needs."

"Great," Eric said, putting out his hand to shake," come back and we'll have a
few beers. Bring Jessy over, we'll hang out."

"Yeah Ed, bring Jess with you, we can throw some food on the grill," MJ said
smiling and putting her arm around my neck.

"Umm, well, I'll see what she's doing, I'm not sure if she's home yet," I
stammered.

"Well you're coming back with some tools, so we'll hang out until she gets
home," Eric said happily.

"Yeah Ed, hurry back and we'll hang out together," MJ chirped, winking at me.

"Umm, ok, I'll be back in a few minutes, after I, umm, get my tools," I
mumbled.

"Cool," Eric said, turning and giving MJ a kiss, "I want to talk about last
night too. There was some weird stuff being talked about. Maybe MJ will be in
more of a fighting mood today. I bet she can kick your ass and pin you to the
floor."

I turned and looked back at them, without knowing what to say.

"I am in more of a frisky mood today, maybe me and Eddie can get a wrestling
match going if his wife approves," she grinned.

Eric laughed," What she doesn't know won't hurt her. Hurry back buddy."

Super, I thought, and I walked home.