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Subject: {ASSM} The fight between Melanie and John (F/mm, teen, wrestling, maturbtion)
Date: Thu, 19 Dec 2002 18:10:06 -0500
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The fight of Melanie and John (F/mm, teen, wrestling, masturbation)
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By Jari 
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WARNING: Standard Disclaimer. The following story is purely a work of
fiction. It contains scenes of adult nature (very little, but still),
so if you are under 18, stop reading now. This story contains sexual
behavior. If you are offended by such activities, do not read any
further. This is purely a fantasy. Any resemblance to any person,
living or dead is purely coincidental. The author is not responsible
for any damage resulting from reading this work. Copyright 2002, the
author.
All rights reserved. Any reproduction of this work outside the
confines of the usenet news group, alt.sex.stories, without the
explicit permission of the author is prohibited.

Allthough this is just a 'little' story, reactions or feedback is
appreciated (Jarilidspam@spamplanet.nl) Please remove the words 'spam'
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The fight between Melanie and John

"Leave that alone, John, or..." The threat was not pronounced and kept
on hovering in the air, but it was clear that Melanie was serious in
addressing her little brother this way. "Little" was not to be taken
too literally, because John was about the same height and weight as
his sister although she was one year older than he. If someone in that
room could be called "little" then it was me. I was of the same age as
my friend John but I was still waiting to get in a puberal 'grow
spurt'.

Well, being the fourteen-year-old boy that he was, John chose not to
pay attention to his sister words and kept on rummaging through her
things. After all he was looking for his new T-shirt and Melanie had
the nasty habit of confiscating her brother's cloths if she
particularly liked them. So when John had not been able to find his
new shirt in his own room he had rushed into that of his sister's to
hold a 'razzia', as he called it, and I, not omitting a chance to see
Melanie, had followed him quickly.

"Now for the last time, John, LEAVE THAT!" she sounded real angry now.
She was lying on her bed, with her back propped up again some pillows,
reading a book. But now her green eyes were no longer on her book but
were beginning to send angry flashes to John who was throwing around
all kinds of clothing from his sister's and I was getting a bit
nervous about what would be the result of his actions.

Maybe I should first tell you that I have had a BIG crush on Melanie
ever since I have come to know her. She was, and still is, in my eyes
the most adorable and desirable girl I have ever seen. Ever since I
had found out how to masturbate, she has been the inspiration of
almost all my wanking sessions, and they were many! Whenever I was in
her proximity (as now) her presence filled me with a hot desire to lay
my hands on her beautiful strong white thighs, or to cup her large
breasts with both my hands and never let go again. John knew all this,
but he didn't mind; in fact he was also a bit turned on by his own
sister although he would never admit that openly. But I could easily
tell from how he sometimes spoke about her. Needless to say perhaps
that this did not mean that I was in her eyes anything more than the
nerdy little friend of her brother and my Idol paid no more attention
to me than was strictly necessary.

Well, being near Melanie had the usual effect on me and I had to
adjust my stretching penis in my pants. I hoped she didn't notice the
movement. She didn't notice because she was totally focussed on her
kid brother. She got up from her bed and walked towards him. She was
wearing very short blue denim shorts and a white top that hung loose
and ended just beneath her breasts. I enjoyed very much looking at her
bare long white legs as she took the few steps that separated her from
John. I also realized (with a shock almost) that because of the
looseness of her shirt, you should be able to look up to it from
underneath. And by the way her boobs were rolling around in her top, I
was pretty sure that she was not wearing a bra. Well, who could blame
her because of the heat. The thought that, if I would somehow be able
to lie on the floor underneath her, I would be able to see her naked
breasts was making me really nervous and excited, and my cock
stretched itself rapidly to its full length against the fabric of my
trousers. It really hurt a bit.

"Now get away from there," Melanie tried to push her brother away from
the cupboard in which she kept her clothes. John let himself shoved
around a bit and laughed, but was also able to get hold of one of his
sister's bras and held it teasingly before his chest. He winked at me
and said in a high mocking voice "O, Melanie, what big boobs you
have." He held the bra before his chest and moved his upper body
around, sticking it out as to emphasize the size of her tits. She
tried to snatch the piece of cloth out of his hands and they started
to struggle. First to get hold of her bra, but as Melanie didn't
really get a grip on it she started to try to wrestle her brother
down. I felt my breath deepening and my heart began to move upward
toward my throat as I saw how she twisted her legs and body around to
get the better of John. Since he still had her bra in his hands he
could not really put up much of a fight and after a minute or so he
found himself laying stretched out on his back on the floor, his
sister straddling his chest, pinning his hands down next to his head.
He still had the bra in his right hand, but Melanie removed one of her
hands from his wrists and snatched the piece of cloth out of it.

I was really panting now, watching this picture of John being wrestled
down by his beautiful sister. Now one of his hands was free and
getting a bit annoyed by the fact that his sister was sitting on top
of him, he began to try to throw her off and started to buck and to
move his body around. Melanie on her side did her utmost to maintain
the hold on her brother. She was almost thrown of right in the
beginning, but after she renewed her grip on his wrists she was able
to move supple with her brother's movements and was thus holding him
pinned down, astonishingly easy in fact. Needless to say that the way
those two moved around set fire to my already overheated body. I
almost came in my pants watching the muscles flexing on her beautiful
long legs.

Then I noticed that John seemed to give up. He suddenly lies quite
still, just breathing heavily from the fight he had put up. Knowing
John, this struck me as strange. He was not the guy to let anyone, let
alone a girl, beat him so easily. But then I noticed why he had
surrendered so suddenly.
In her efforts to keep her brother down Melanie had moved upwards
along his chest and was now sitting almost on his throat. Still
holding down his wrists she was hanging somewhat over his face with
her upper body, which caused the seam of her top (as said before: a
rather loose piece of clothing) hanging somewhat away from her body.
John was able now to look precisely between the piece of cloth and her
skin. So when at one point during the fight he was looking up at his
sister, he had suddenly been treated on a full view of her naked
breasts!

I moaned. I would give a million bucks to be in my friend's position.
Looking back on this event I still blame myself for not just laying
myself down on the floor next to the wrestling siblings, and try and
get a good look under her top. They would probably have been too busy
with their fight to notice me and if she did I could always mumble
some faint excuse. But as said: at that moment I was too flabbergasted
to do anything else then just standing there and watch the wrestling
couple. I saw how John's trousers began to bulge in front.

Then with a sudden arching of his body he took his sister by surprise
and was able to throw her half of him. The fight began again and was
this time even more intense, because John didn't want to lose from his
sister again. I could not do anything else than watching the
struggling couple with a totally dry mouth. It seemed to me that the
whole universe was centered in this little room, that there could
never have happened something of more importance than those two
siblings wrestling with each other. They rolled around for some time,
now John on top and then his sister again.

Then it happened! At a certain point John had maneuvered himself
behind Melanie. So he was lying on his back on the floor and she was
lying on top of him with her back too, facing upwards. John managed to
get her legs in a kind of a hold, wrapping his own legs around hers
and started to move his hands around the front of her upper body to
get full control of his sister. In doing so, he involuntarily (he
swears up to now!) moved her top high up to her throat, thus totally
exposing her naked breasts! I could not believe my eyes! My heart
started pounding as if it tried to burst out of my chest. The sight of
the two was just too overwhelming: both were still struggling, John
determined to get control of her body, and she wriggling to free
herself from his hold. Seeing her almost totally naked body stretching
itself, with her two magnificent boobs rolling and swaying and shaking
around was too much for me. I felt a warm spot developing in the front
of my trousers which rapidly spread itself around my crotch. I had
just cum in my pants without even touching myself! I must have given a
little cry (as John assured me later), turned around and fled from the
room. I ran all the way home and rushed straight to my room. I threw
myself on my bed, opened my trousers and started to stroke my still
erect cock. After only a few strokes I erupted again with a vehemence
I never ever have experienced again!

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