SISTER REBECCA: FAMILY ISSUE
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Plot: at the gym, Sam, an annoying brother, discovers the power of his younger sister Rebecca, who dominates him with her legs.
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WARNING: This story contains scenes of violence, sex and domination.
If the arguments offend you, please leave.
If you are not 18+, please leave.
The arguments are PURE FICTION, and the people in the stories are NOT real.
LANGUAGE NOTE: English is not my native language, so there may be some errors.
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I'm Sam Watson. I live in Gainesville, a city of 100,000 souls, in Florida. At the start of this story, I'm 19. I'm a normal guy, slightly overweight, not too handsome but not ugly either. Mine was a simple and quiet life, until my sister messed up my existence. This is the story of how I became the toy of almost every girl I have met in my life.
Sometimes, having a sister sucks. If you get along well with your sister, then you're lucky. Not my case.
I've always wanted to be the only child of my parents, and not have to share the others's attention with anyone.
I've always bothered my sister, ever since we were kids. During high school, I got tired of that, And I started to completely ignore her.
I've always been a bad big brother.
My sister Rebecca is 2 years younger than me. She has medium length brown hair, green eyes, a rounded face and a hint of freckles. She was just a quiet and slightly fit girl, who had been doing gymnastics and other girlish shit stuff, for a few years.
Then, a few months ago, she started going to the gym, and in no time she has built a strong, very fit, and really beautiful body.
She was lucky, she inherited my father's excellent physique, and my mother's lively character.
Her young body, still in its teens, was developing incredibly fast. Her temper, too, was beginning to become more disrespectful and authoritarian, and edgy towards his older brother. Rebecca was approaching 18 years old, and she acted like a stupid 17 yo girl.
I, her brother, am not in my better shape. Or at least, I was once in shape. For 4 years I have been playing soccer.
I try to go running, and using the family's gym, but with poor results. I'm a pretty lazy guy.
Two days after Rebecca's birthday, her 18, something happened. It was March. One day, I thought my sister was away from home, so I went down to the family's gym in the basement to lift some weights, or at least try.
Got my headphones and my music on, some weights on the floor, I was ready when I heard footsteps on the stairs.
I was surprised when I saw Rebecca, because I was sure she was out. My sister was also surprised to see her brother. I rarely went into the gym.
I told her I just wanted to lift some weights before taking a shower, but she obviously had other ideas.
She asked me what I was doing with the weights on the floor, and I told her, I obviously wanted to lift them.
I don't think you can, big brother, she laughed.
"It's too much weight for you." She said.
"You can't start right away with so much weight. Even the walls know it, damn. I can, because I'm trained. But you're not trained. Buzz off, jerk." She mocked me.
She wanted to use the weights I had chosen. Certainly to annoy me.
I didn't move an inch.
"Shall we decide this...with armwrestling? Who wins, uses the weights." Rebecca proposed, with a big smile.
I was not at all sure that I would be able to beat her. Looking at her half-naked body, I had a moment of fear, and I decided to leave.
"Fuck off." I blurted out, and dropped the weights.
"Are you scared?" my sister Rebecca asked, with a mocking look. Her stupid face embarrassed me, and pissed me off. I was furious.
I was gonna kick the shit out of that brat.
"Ok, brat. Its fine." I said, and improvised a table, put my arm in position, pulling up my sleeve, looking tough.
"Uhh, what a mighty arm, big brother! I'm i-m-p-r-e-s-s-e-d!" Rebecca teased me, and she put her arm in place.
She lifted her sleeve, and I saw her arm.
"This is a bicep." she said, seriously. Then the challenge began. It took 2 or 3 long minutes, but I finally managed to slam Rebecca's hand on the table. A ball of muscle came out of Rebecca's arm, which almost made me lose my focus, but I won. I was sweaty. "Fuck it, I won, sister! Never challenge me again. Now get out!" I yelled, happy.
"Wow, you beat your sister in armwrestling! What a m-a-c-h-o!"
"Accept defeat, loser!"