The Exchange Student, Final Conflict.
By Madcat
Ken’s father attempts to attempts to avenge his son’s defeat.


Renee sat at her desk and tried to focus on her algebra homework. But her mind
had other ideas. She could not help thinking about Ken and their weekend
together. It would have been perfect except for that damn Mrs. Smith. Now her
little darling, Ken, hardly spoke to her and avoided any contact.

She chided herself for allowing the fat American slut to wrestle her Ken. The
French girl thought it would be fun at first. Ken would have the chance to
prove that he was a big strong man against the fat little American housewife.
He seemed to need this after a weekend of tussling with Renee. But Mrs. Smith
proved just the opposite as she destroyed the younger male. Then the woman had
her way with him. This didn't bother Renee as much as Ken's enthusiastic
response to the older woman's affection.

The French girl desperately wanted her boyfriend back. Thoughts of physical
subduing him filled her mind. It would be simple, easy, fun and just about
impossible with his parents hanging around. She would just have to use her
other feminine charms. The girl got up and looked in her full mirror. Tall and
slender, Renee had a willowy beauty that belied her surprising physical
strength. She knew that men found her simply irresistible but her breasts
seemed to be a little too small for her tall frame.

Memories of Mrs. Smith's massive melons filled her mind. Ken had gone wild
when he touched them. Subconsciously Renee arched her back and thrust out her
small bosom. Her hands came up and cupped the firm globes. They felt soft and
warm thru the thin fabric of her tee shirt. Her fingers began to tease her
sensitive nipples and she began to feel very hot. The girl had needs and,
thanks to the neighbor lady, they weren't getting fulfilled. Soon her right
hand invaded her gray sweats in an attempt to correct this injustice.

A knock on the door interrupted her quest. She quickly patted herself down in
the mirror yelled, "Entrée."

Ken's dad, Ed, entered the room and closed the door. Renee liked him
immensely. The tall and handsome man had a great sense of humor and a relaxed
attitude. But today he wore a painful, angry expression.

"We have a problem. A big problem." He said holding up a shiny CD. "I
installed a hidden camera in the living room last week just to keep an eye on
things and well, what the hell did you do to my son?"

Renee sat on the bed and adopted her best hurt look. "I am sorry, Mr. Jones.
We had a little fight over the weekend and things got out of hand. It will not
happen again."

"You're darn right it won't happen again because you going to be on the next
plane back to France. I want you to make some excuse so you can leave with
some dignity and nobody but us has to know what's on this disk."

"I do not want to leave."

"I don't care what you want. My son doesn't need you in his life right now."

"Why do not we ask Ken? He might tell you differently."

"Not on your life sweetheart. He probably scared to death. You spanked for
God's sake. I should put you over my knee and let you see how it feels."

"OK, spank me." She said getting of the bed. "I deserve it."

Ed fumbled with a response. He had always found this girl to be highly
attractive. Of course, Ed was a faithful husband of 22 years and had no
intention of breaking that commitment. But now this sultry female stood before
him offering to be spanked. His mind conjured visions of her tight posterior
and other naughtier fantasies. He really wanted to see her naked rear draped
over his knee.

"No, no, that's-s-s, ah, not a good idea." He finally spit out.

Renee had found his weak spot and went for the kill. "Well, I have a better
idea. Why do not we wait for everyone to go to bed tonight, then we go to the
basement and wrestle. If you win you can spank me in a nice private setting
and send me back to France. If I win I get to stay."

"Well, er, I," Ed stammered. He really, really wanted to wrestle this girl.
The thought of pinning the supple beauty caused a certain stirring in his
loins. But the grappling would simply be a prelude to other horizontal
activity and that he could not allow. The idea of losing never crossed his
mind.

"You are not afraid of me are you? You saw what I did to Ken and you are
scared to face me. I can go back to France and tell all the girls what
weaklings American men are."

The little vixen had him trapped. She definitely needed a lesson in
male/female relations. Ed decided to take control of the situation and dictate
terms.

"Ok, we can wrestle. You need a good lesson on how to deal with men. But no
spanking or any other funny stuff. And I want you to dress very
conservatively. Not like you did this weekend. Understand?"

"Oui, monsieur. I want you to teach me a very good lesson tonight. One that I
will never forget." She said with a mock salute.

Renee watched the big man leave her room. The French girl brimmed with
confidence. Not because she thought she could win. Ed was far bigger and
stronger than any of the other males she had beaten. He would test her
wrestling skills to the limit. But she knew that no matter what happened with
the wrestling, he would submit to her sexually. After getting a taste of
heaven, no man could send her away.

Poor Ed couldn't relax that evening. Wonderful, perverted thoughts filled his
mind over the upcoming match. Watching the video images of the weekend's
bizarre events just added to his misery. It would take all of his willpower to
remain chaste thru out this exercise. He also felt the need to avenge his
son's defeat and re-establish his sense of male superiority. Watching Renee
and Mrs. Smith totally destroy the male opposition shocked him. After
schooling Renee in the realities of the world, Ed decided to pay a visit to
the Smith's.

Midnight finally arrived and the tall, powerfully built male entered the
basement to find his opponent clearing a large area. She had moved most of the
furniture and had laid some mats down. Ed noted that Renee wore a baggy gray
sweat suit that took away most of her delicious curves. That would make his
job tonight much easier.

Any neutral observer would have afforded the female little chance in this
contest. Ed had a 6 inch height advantage and at least 50 extra pounds. He
jogged 10 miles a week and hit his home gym as often as time allowed. All of
this exercise gave his body a hard appearance. But Renee showed no fear of her
larger opponent. She had confidence in her skill and strength. The girl also
entered the contest with a plan to ensure a victory no matter what the outcome
of the match.

"Monsieur, I am ready for my lessons. Do you want to make this the best of
three games? It would give me more chances to learn." She teased.

He just nodded in reply. Her cocky attitude infuriated Ed and he attacked the
girl immediately. The man wanted to instill fear and respect into this upstart
female. The combatants locked arms and Ed got his first taste of girl power.
Renee seemed impossibly strong for such a slender, sexy woman. Just as he
began to get an advantage, she twisted and hip tossed him to the floor.

Luckily Ed landed well and rolled back to his feet. But the damage was done.
Renee had won the first skirmish and planted seeds of doubt in her opponents
mind. Ed attacked more cautiously this time. He came in low and grabbed her
leg. Renee tried to headlock him but Ed shrugged her off and toppled his
opponent. They landed doggy style on the ground and Ed's hands found her firm
globes. His touch lingered as he enjoyed this highly sensual position.

"Do I feel good, Monsieur?" Renee asked sweetly. Ed quickly removed his hands
and his opponent lunged forward.

The man crawled after her to regain his hold. But Renee had a chance to flip
over and get her legs up. She managed to kick the larger male backwards and he
landed on his back. Renee got to her feet and attacked her fallen foe. For a
moment it looked like the girl may prevail but Ed surprised her by yanking
Renee's feet out from underneath her. She managed to catch herself on the fall
but Ed quickly clambered onto her back.

His bulk made escape all but impossible. Renee didn't mind. All she wanted to
do was to make him work for the first victory. And she had accomplished that
much. Both combatants were covered in sweat and breathed with increasing
difficulty. Ed tried to slip his left hand between Renee's legs for a cradle
hold. She resisted furiously and trapped his hand against her most intimate
spot. Ed could not stop his fingers from exploring this forbidden treasure.
Renee twisted around and smiled knowingly at her handsome opponent.

The wrestling match paused as both participants lost focus. Renee began to
yield to the stronger male and enjoy his probing. Ed finally reigned in his
errant fingers and pinned the nubile female. But the damage had been done.
They now rested face to face, his lips scant inches from hers. Ed looked into
her wonderful blue eyes and could feel her hot breath. He almost kissed her
but resisted at the last second.

The frazzled male jumped up and said, "That's one for me. You sure you want to
go a second round. You are a good wrestler but I'm just too big and strong."

Renee got up more slowly and studied her opponent. A big bulge in his shorts
told her that the plan was working. "Sure lets go another round. I'm just
getting warmed up." She said while stepping closer to the big man. The girl
hovered just an inch away.

Then she leaned forward and kissed him chastely on the cheek. Her lips felt
electrifying but worst effect came as her slender body pressed momentarily
against his. His defenses broke down entirely and the man actively rubbed his
now throbbing manhood against the girl. Ed knew a seduction when he saw one.
But he no longer cared. His body had other priorities.

Renee returned happily to her corner and executed part two of her plan. Facing
the wall, she slowly removed her sweat shirt and tossed it into the corner. It
left her wearing a skin tight white undershirt. She also stealthily untied the
drawstring of her sweat pants.

"Oh, I am so hot." Renee said while stretching her arms.

The combined effect dazzled the older man. He stared at her pert young breasts
as they strained against the damp fabric of her top. A loop of her white
panties became visible as she stretched. For a brief second his analytical
mind questioned why he was in the basement with a beautiful young woman but
his body didn't bother to answer.

"Ready?" Renee asked as she launched herself at the confused male.

He was anything but ready for her charge. They locked arms and the girl
actually managed to drive him back a few steps. Much to her chagrin her pants
refused to fall. So she twisted her opponent violently from side to side. Her
attacks overwhelmed his faltering resistance. But she didn't care. Renee
wanted the reluctant male in the worst way but he had to think it was his
idea.

All that movement finally dislodged her oversized sweats and they fell to the
floor. Renee stepped out of them and allowed Ed to take control more or less.
He tried to force her down but she resisted that and instead backed up to the
wall. A more alert male would have detected her subtle misdirection but not
Ed. He smiled triumphantly as he pinned her arms to the wall and gazed at her
supple femininity.

"Oh, mon chéri, my pants have fallen." She said in an obvious attempt to draw
attention to her luscious body. The comment was totally unnecessary as Ed had
already noticed how badly her panties had shifted during the battle. He could
see just about everything and he knew he had to have some. The male bent down
and kissed her passionately. This was a test to determine her intentions. Her
response left no doubt in his mind that she wanted him too.

Ed removed her sweaty under shirt and began to kiss her all the way down. When
his mouth reached her panties, he used his teeth to remove them inch by inch.
Then he nuzzled and kissed her soft mound before standing back up.

In an impressive display of male sexual prowess, Ed picked her up and entered
the girl right there. She wrapped her long shaped legs around him for extra
support. The couple proceeded to go at it against the wall for almost 10
minutes. Renee found this new position somewhat uncomfortable but his
unquenchable lust took her breath away more than once.

After what felt like an eternity, Ed managed to quench the unquenchable and he
exploded with enormous force. Then his knees buckled and the big man fell to
the floor with exhaustion. Renee went with him and the two kissed gently as
there primal urges subsided.

Ed eventually disengaged from his young lover and stood up. "I should be
going." He said softly.

His partner rose as well. "You can't leave. We are not done wrestling yet."
She said.

"I think we have done enough for one night, don't you? I have learned
something and I can't exactly kick you out of the house after what happened.
You can stay if you promise to leave Ken alone." The man replied as he put on
his under wear.

"Of course, I will leave young Ken alone. I have no right to go around beating
up boys. But you have yet to teach me that lesson. I almost had you a couple
of times during our first round. Give me one more chance." Renee begged while
running her hand down his naked chest.

"All right," Ed growled, promising himself to make this short and sweet.

As they took positions for the next fall, Ed looked over at his youthful
opponent. She still looked fresh despite a sheen of perspiration while he
advanced shakily. The love making had taxed him considerably more than he had
previously thought. Both combatants engaged in this round clad only in their
underwear. To Ed the lack of proper attire made this round feel like a
gladiatorial battle of the sexes.

Renee attacked first using the same takedown that the older man had used on
her during the first tussle. It worked just as well or better on Ed. She cut
him down like a dead weed and drove him hard into the ground. He cursed softly
as he tried desperately to turn over and avoid the pin. The girl put him in a
half nelson and in an impressive display of strength forced him to his feet.

Ed stood there for a second trying to catch his breath and figure out what his
opponent had planned. A tug at his briefs told him everything as he looked
down and saw them around his ankles. A follow up push from behind sent him
sprawling to the ground. Ed spun around and looked up at the gorgeous female
holding his briefs.

"What are you doing?" he asked incredulously.

"Stripping you. You look better naked." She replied.

"Renee, we had our fling. It's over. We can't carry on like this."

"OK," Renee agreed, holding out his fig leaf.

Ed got up and reached for his briefs. He thought he saw a blur of movement.
The next thing he knew he was air bound. The floor rose up and crashed into
his back. When Ed cleared the stars from his eyes, he found himself pinned by
his relentless female opponent. He immediately tried to throw her but he could
not move his arms. The male switched to bucking but that just caused more
erotic friction between him and his beautiful conqueror.

"I win." Renee announced.

He could not accept this and tried again to throw her off. This attempt failed
miserably as his fatigued muscles refused his orders. Ed glanced to his sides
to check arms. No, they weren't shackled to the ground. Only her delicate
little muscles kept him pinned. His pumped up biceps looked massive by
comparison but could no longer match her strength.

"Submit to me." She continued. His futile struggles amused her greatly.

"No way," he replied with as much authority as a pinned, naked male could
muster. "Now let me up."

"Just submit to me first and I will let you up. Do not make me get rough with
you, Ed."

Something in her voice alarmed the older man. He tried again to lift his arms
and escape this terrible predicament. Renee giggled as she easily overcame
this pathetic attempt to dislodge her. Ed recognized his weakening position
and tried to reason with his conqueror.

"Look, you won this fall. I'll give you that much. But asking me to submit to
you is wrong. It is not natural. This is the lesson I wanted you to learn."

"Perhaps I have a lesson to teach you. Maybe you need to show women more
respect." She said while moving up his torso. The victorious girl straddled
his shoulders and smiled down on her captive.

"What-t-t are you doing?" he asked while looking up at her from between her
legs. Ed recoiled at the feel of her soft panties against the tip of his chin.
Her musky odor filled his nostrils. Deep down he knew what she intended and it
repulsed him.

Renee knew she was winning this domination game. "I am going to sit on your
face and suffocate you until you submit. Just tap me when you are ready."

"No please don't. I submit, I submit." He cried shamefully. Ed knew he had
just crossed some terrible line in the sand and there was no going back as he
yielded to the superior female.

"See that was not so bad, mon chéri." Renee said with delight. "Now kiss my
pussy."

"What!"

"Kiss my pussy or my pussy will kiss you." She replied.

Ed cringed but realized he had no choice. He craned forward and demonstrated
his submission. Her wet panties let a foul taste on his lips.

"See how easy that was, Ed. Being respectful is not difficult." Renee said
while dismounting him.

The big man got up slowly and glared down at the hated female. She had taught
him a very vile lesson that he would not soon forget. For all of his sudden
animosity, he had no illusions about pounding her into the ground. Ed knew
better.

"Mon chéri, are you angry with me?" Renee said sweetly, looking up at the
beaten man.

Her condescending compassion just pissed him off all the more but he did his
best to hide it. Ed did not want to make her mad. He remembered the weekend
video and the humiliating corporal punishments the girl on some very
unfortunate boys.

"No, no, I'm just tired. I need to go to bed." He lied.

"But we have not finished our wrestling yet." She protested by invading his
personal space. "We both won one round. This round will decide the winner.
Besides this little man does not look tired."

The girl brazenly grabbed his male organ with both hands. Much to Ed's horror
it was already semi-hard. It grew exponentially fast in her hands. He choked
on his words as he stared at this unfortunate turn of events.

"Oou, mon chéri, it is so beaucoup. Let us both fight the last round nude. A
true battle of the sexes." She said. The girl released her intimate hold and
peeled of her remaining clothes.

Ed almost fled out of the basement upon his release. He wanted nothing to do
with further wrestling that night. But the sight of her sweet nakedness
transfixed the hapless male. It was all he could do not to throw himself at
the slender beauty and pull her nubile body close.

Instead, Ed walked over to the couch and sat down. "Give me a minute to rest."
He hoped to regain some of his lost strength. The man wanted desperately to
win the last battle and prove male superiority.

But Renee had no intention of allowing her prey to rest. She sat just to his
left and her hand quickly wandered into his lap. "Please, rest," she cooed
into his ear.

"NO - Renee - don't - do - that." He cried out as her hand began to fondle his
private parts.

"Let me help you relax." Renee whispered while pumping him faster.

Ed tried to protest further but the words died in his throat. His body began
to shake uncontrollably as he felt a tidal wave of pleasure surge thru him.
Then he fell back into Renee's arms.

"Oh, Ed, you have made a big mess." The girl said obviously pleased with her
actions. She held him tight for a minute before getting to her feet. The big
man fell sprawled on the couch.

Anne Marie used his tee shirt clean her soiled hands and then bade the big man
to raise. "Are you ready, Ed, for our final round of combat. It will determine
tonight's winner and perhaps much more. The big strong American man against
the pretty little French girl."

Ed got to his feet feeling more drained than ever before. He too knew that a
lot more than bragging rights rested on the outcome of this battle. Losing
would mean giving up control of his home to the beautiful young lady and
accepting women as the superior sex. He cursed himself silently for falling
onto the girl's cunning trap. The big man tried to shore up his courage but he
could not forget his previous humiliation or shake his feeling of weakness.

Male cowardliness took over as Renee advanced menacingly toward him. The
hungry look in her eye scared him and he retreated before his naked foe.

"Mon chéri, are you frightened of the pretty little French girl?" she teased.

"No," he stammered but they both knew he was lying. The male retreat ended
only when he backed up to the couch.

Renee put her hands on her hips and dared her opponent to engage her. "Maybe
you should be." She laughed.

Her challenge worked. Ed made a desperate lunge at his young tormentress. The
girl moved her hands with cat like speed and grabbed his arms as they
contacted her shoulders. His momentum drove the girl back and for a second Ed
thought he had the advantage. But Renee dug in her heels and stopped his
drive. The taller man poured on the pressure and attempted to slam her into
the ground. She matched him pound for pound and before long Ed struggled just
to maintain his position. Slowly but surely his big, bulging male muscles
caved under the relentless female pressure. Step by impossible step the
smaller girl drove him back.

With a feminine growl the lady gladiator shattered the last of his resistance
and hurled him back on to the couch. The sitting man gazed up at his gorgeous
foe. He knew it was over but, before he could surrender, Renee grabbed his
ankles and dragged him into the middle of the floor. She proceeded to yank big
Ed to his feet by his hair and hip tossed him across the room.

He tried to give up but little French girl ignored his pleas and continued to
throw him around the basement. The one sided battle quickly became an exercise
in female domination. Male cries of "stop", "please", "no", and "I submit"
echoed thru the night air. Renee continued the romp until she too got
exhausted. The girl stood over his prone body and placed her bare foot over
his withered man hood.

"Submit!" she demanded.

"Yes, I submit." Ed croaked thankfully.

"Who is the boss here?"

"You are." He admitted the obvious.

"Who is the superior sex?"

"Women." He could not understand his previous thoughts on this subject.

"Who learned a lesson tonight."

"I did." He said wondering where this brave new world would lead. Ed got his
first taste as she straddled his shoulders and took a victory lap.