My girlfriend, her little brother and me
by DarkMagician
Bran POV


My name is Bran and I'm a 24 years old guy. I'm blond, average-size (standing
180 cm) and in a decent shape. I have not played sport for years and my belly
starts to show off the consequences. My girlfriend Anne at the opposite is
keen on doing sport as often as she can, running, dancing and practicing yoga.
She is a beautiful 22 y.o. brown hair brunette, ten centimeter shorter than me
and of course much lighter. Though the usual fights that all the couples have
our relationship has always worked fine. One day, was Sunday, I was going to
her house for ask her to shop around. Arriving at her home I just discovered
that the door was half way open. Worried I stepped in. "Anne?" I tried to call
her waiting for an answer. Some more steps forward and I was in the large
living room. What I saw there left me speechless. Anne and her brother Tom
were wrestling. Anne was wearing her bra and yoga pants, while Tom was bare
chested with only his pajama pants. Tom was a 18 years old boy, quite skinny
even if yet a bit heavier than my girlfriend and approximately same height.
They were wrestling as I said and she was..wow she was winning.

"What are you doing?" I asked interrupting them. Anne answered me "Hi honey,
I'm just teaching Tom a little bit of respect. He was saying something about
the fact that the girls are fragile and need to be protected. I'm
demonstrating that the other way round is happening nowadays. Please have a
sit and enjoy the show". She looked at her brother once again, he was clearly
worried. They were standing in front of each other, she suddenly threw herself
forward, stepped left aside, headlocked him with her left arm and brought him
to the ground. He tried to push her in vain, he wasn't expecting an attack on
the left and she was damn quick. After she completed the move she laid on his
head, strangling him with the headlock now tight as she was able to connect
the right hand to the other. He was with his back on the ground, her body on
his throat, her left arm under his head and her hands tied together to lock
the hold. He tried to dislodge her, to bridge his body but she was in a
perfect position. Eventually he was able to take her hair with his right hand,
pulling backwards. She inevitably followed the hair pulling and finally was
forced to roll herself off to get free. "Bastard!" she said getting angry. He
was still trying to catch his breath when she jumped at him, sat on him in a
schoolgirl pin, slapped him in the face and then grabbed the boy's head,
closed her legs around his neck and put the poor Tom in a terrible head
scissor. He started to tap out on the floor but she was mad, while releasing
the hold she seized his arm and began to bend it towards an awkward and
painfull looking position, ignoring his screaming. "Bastard let's admit that
your sister is stronger than you!" she said. "Ok! You are stronger, please
enough!" he said. "It's not enough.." she answered smiling. She stood up and
put her foot on his chest in a classic victory pose.

He was almost crying.

"Come on darling, congratulations for your victory but that's enough" I tried
to intervene. She looked at me "Bran I warn you, stay out of this". Saying
that she bent over and grasped Tom's pants.

"No, please don't!" said Tom but was late. She took them off letting him only
in his underwear. The boy moaned and his face turned red as she started
giggling "..and now my dear brother the final humiliation", "No, Anne, don't
do this to me, please" he pleaded.

She smirked "I will humiliate you and the male sex doing it, you don't know
how much I'm enjoying this moment". She got ready to grab him in order to
strip him off completely naked. Until that moment I was sitting on the chair,
a little turned on but also irritated for her cocky behavior. But I couldn't
stay out of it one second more. "Anne I said it's enough, don't do that! Don't
even try". She looked at me and laughed. "Well my boyfriend has some sense of
justice. I warn you one last time. If you try to do something you will be
sharing the same fate of my pathetic brother. I don't want to humiliate you,
don't make me". I shook my head in disbelief "Do you want to fight me?" I
asked her coldly. She stared at me "Have you seen what I am capable of? Don't
even try me darling" ,

"Okay I have had enough. You really need to be put in your place Anne. Wrestle
with me but...you know I'm not a teenaged boy" I said watching her trembling
brother. After saying that I took off my shirt, my shoes and my socks, wearing
only my blue jeans. She was like frozen, still staring at me. "What's that?
I'm too big and strong for you?" I asked. In fact I was really bigger than her
and I underlined the fact walking closer. I looked down in her eyes and
smiled.

"Ok my love as you wish" she retorted in defiance, "I'll wrestle you down. I
wished to avoid you such a humiliation from your tiny girl but your male ego
requires an adjustment. Go in your room little brother, you can come back when
you'll hear the big dude crying".

He ran to his room immediately. We started circling, facing each other. Both
of us wearing only trousers (me the jeans and Anne yoga pants) and she wearing
a black bra. She suddenly approached me, pushing my chest while at the same
time sweeping my leg. Her move was perfectly timed and I tumbled over
surprised. I fell hard on the ground. One moment later and she was on top of
me, straddling my chest.

With a triumphant smile she looked down at me as she seized my wrists and
attempted to pin them over my head.

"I told you, you should not have interfered with me my love ... . Now I will
have to humiliate you."

I grunted in effort but leverage was on her side and she was able to pin my
arms above my head.

She then slided higher on my chest as she prepared to pin my arms underneath
her shins, trying to trap me in a classical schoolgirl pin.

However I was far from done and I used my strength to pull my arms free before
she could pin them under her legs.

As I tried to push her off me she managed to gain control of my right arm. In
a fluid motion she trapped my upper arm between her thighs and fell backwards,
pulling my wrist to apply an armbar.

Wow! She has some formal wrestling training. I thought. But I wasn't a whimp
and actually I loved to wrestle in my childhood, as many guys do. I pulled my
left arm back and rotated my waist upside down to turn my whole body. I
succeeded in avoiding the armbar but now I was in an even worse situation: my
face on the floor and my back exposed. Anne wasted no time and jumped on my
back, mounting me. I went immediately on my knees trying to dislodge her but
she closed her legs in a legscrissor around my waist, her strong thighs
queezing the air from my lungs. I then felt her sneak her arm underneath my
chin and around my neck as she applied a sleeperhold and started to choke me
from behind.

I realized I was in deep trouble, with her slender but strong arm strangling
me.

I threw myself to my back hoping to crush her under me. She was in some
trouble trying to handle me and, despite her being physically athletic, was
quite tired and I could feel it. When I fell down she was barely able to hold
the chokehold, one arm only since she hadn't had the needed time to close the
hold and the other hand resting in the grip of my hand. So she started
scissoring me with her legs full force, demanding my submission.

I had trouble breathing and meanwhile Anne was frantically trying to pull her
arm from my grip to re-lock the sleeperhold..

I was starting to feel some excruciating pain on my sides but I also felt
myself still full of energies and ideas. Remembering a wrestling match that I
saw when I was younger I moved my legs on her ankles, connected them in what I
knew was a figure four legscrissor and put some pressure on them, creating
pressure on her ankles. She started screaming but was somehow able to escape
her legs, twisting and pushing. Unfortunately for her trying to get free she
was forced to turn to her stomach, my same previous situation. She was face
down, trying to catch her breath and crawl away. I slowly sat on her back,
whispering in her ear "You should not challenge the big dudes my love", with
that I secured each of her arms under my legs and put my hands under her chin.
I knew that it was a painful camel clutch. I forced her chin upwards, choking
her and forcing her eyes to meet mine.

"Submit", I whisper, she tried to talk but all what she made was a
disarticulated sound. I smiled at her, icy "Beat that beautiful leg of yours
on the mat for your submission". She started franticly tapping out with her
right leg . I released her. She started to cough and then rolled on her back.
She was dirty looking at me standing now over her with my big arms crossed,
but after a few moments of silence she suddenly lifted her right leg aiming a
kick at my testicles. Luckily I was expecting precisely that, the last resort
of the defeated women. I caught her feet and then I put my right arm under her
knee, reversing her with my brute strength. She moaned. It was the time to
applied another tricky move that I had just remembered, a boston crab. I took
the other leg, intertwined it with the right and went backward. She started
screaming in pain and tapped once again on the floor, this time with her hands
"Who has just defeated you?" I asked " Please..you did..it hurts..please
stop..AAAAAHH". I let her go and her legs fell on the floor.

I raised my eyes and saw her little brother standing at the door, clearly
enjoying what he was seeing.

"Good Tom, you have come at the right moment hearing someone asking for mercy,
but she's not crying yet". Anne was face down, I took her arm and easily
turned her over. Now Anne was looking freighted at me. "Apologize to your
brother" I asked "Never..", "Ok".

I just placed my bare foot on her breast and pushed down hard, squashing her
boob against her ribcage.

"Noooo..please..bastard..ok! ok! Sorry Tom, I'm sorry I didn't want to
humiliate you". "Good girl" I commented "Now it's time to take your beautiful
yoga pants off, "Nooo..please..noooo", she tried to move but it was too late.
Her naked white legs now was starting flashing out to the sunlight coming in
from the windows. Anne closed herself in a ball, protecting her now bare and
vulnerable legs, the same legs that she used so effectively to beat up her
brother ... but not me. Catching my breath I lifted her off the ground and put
her on my shoulders, walking toward the couch "What are you doing? Bran??" she
asked in an humbled voice. I hold her and sat on the couch, placing her belly
on my knees. My right leg raised up and down to press her head below my knee.
She started wriggling to get free, understanding what was going on.
Unfortunately for her I was too strong and she has become too weak, so I
started my spanking "Noooo! No! Not in front of my little brother! Nooo..".
She finally was crying like a baby..no it's better saying like a girl "Bran
listen I'm sorry, I would never challenge you again, please..". I stopped, she
was broken and in tears. "Tom now you can go in your room. The next time that
she acts so cocky let me know", "Ok Bran thanks!" he said happily returning to
his room. I pushed her and she went down on the floor. Anne looked at me, her
tears rolling on her cheeks "Bran I made a mistake wrestling you", she was
looked down humiliated, "Please now..I' m so ashamed..but I need to be fucked
hard..please..".

Actually I had been really excited since the beginning of our match. Not
saying a word I kissed her softly on the mouth and brought her to the bedroom.