Football
Vampire [Vampire_Lamia@yahoo.co.uk]


I couldn't find the football anywhere. It was getting late since my friends and I had decided even before going to play that we'll end the game before England resumed its innings against the New Zealand, so that we could see the live telecast of the Test Match on TV.

I searched for the football everywhere but it was nowhere to be seen. Then I heard some sound coming from the backyard. I walked out and saw my kid sister Angela playing with MY football.

"Hey! Return the football. You are a pathetic player." I shouted at her.

At first she was surprised since she hadn't seen me coming, but as she saw and heard what I had said, she shot back.

"I don't know whether I am a pathetic player or not but what I do know is that I can beat you!"

"I'd like to see you try it."

"Well, I can do it."

"No you can't, either."

"Yes I can."

"No you can't."

"I can."

"You can't."

"Can!"

"Can't!"

All of a sudden, she kicked the ball right at me. I swirled back but it hit me on my stomach. She had kicked it so hard that I was thrown backwards a few paces by the impact. I fell down on my back.

"I am sorry. I didn't intend to hit it so hard." Angela cried in concern and rushed towards me. I took a few seconds to recover.

"You're gonna be sorry for this." I was mad at her.

Getting on to my feet I leapt at her. In an instant, both of us were rolling and tumbling in the dirt, gripped together like cats; and for the space of a minute we tugged and tore at each other's hair and clothes. Finally, I succeeded in pinning her arms to the ground as I seated astride my sister. I was shocked by the amount of struggle she was capable of. And her body felt very hard. I could feel her hard abs, as I was seated on them, and her wrists were very thick and sinewy, cause my grip couldn't make halfway around her huge wrists.

"Now then, what shall I do with you?" I asked, taunting her.

"Let go of me, or you'll be sorry."

"Oh, stop smattering, you little bitch....." I couldn't believe that I had just said that.

Her eyes widened for a second followed a look of intense anger.

"How dare you?" She said and started squirming intensely to free herself. I couldn't hold her for long, and in a matter of seconds, she had thrown me from atop her and we were again on pur feet, facing each other.

"You're gonna repent Adam." She threatened me.

Despite being 4 years younger and a foot shorter than me, I was a bit nervous. Firstly by her anger and secondly by her buffed up physique. When we were grappling, I had accidently tore off one of her short sleeve, and that exposed her left arm. Her bicep was thick and bulging with muscle. Not only that but even veins were flowing down her beefy muscular arms.

We inched closer and she went for my legs. But instead of pulling my legs, she grasped them and actually lifted me off the ground. I was spellbound by her strength. She lifted me higher and then freeing one arm, she manuevered my body in such a way that I was draped across her enormous, broad shoulders in a torture rack. Then she started bouncing me as I lay on her muscle bound shoulders. It was very painful and I began to beg her to stop.

"Please Angela, please. Don't hurt me anymore. I swear, I'll behave." I cried out to her.

After a minute or so, she dropped like a sack of potatoes on the ground. And this time, it was she who sat astride me pinning my wrists over my head.

"Now brother, I want you to control your toungue, or..."

Still sitting on my chest she freed her arms by pinning my arms under her legs. At the same time she slammed the back of my head into the ground. It was a painful impact and I cried out loud. I started to cry a little and again begged her to let go of me. I could feel a little bump on my head.

She was perhaps softened by tears rolling down my cheek. She got off me. From down there on the ground she looked like Hercules to me. I could see her large, chunky thighs over her huge calves and all of that was muscle bound to say the least.

"Next time, you decide to call me bitch, just remember this beating, and think again. I won't let you off the hook again." She turned and walked towards the house, leaving me lying there.