Thanks to Matthew Koenig for the style suggestion

Chris Moye is my best friend who lives in the house on the corner of our road. We’ve been mates most of our lives. It was Saturday and Chris asked me to come over at 11 because his parents would have gone out for the day so we can play our CDs loud. I rang the door-bell and waited. Odd, there was no answer so I tried again then tried knocking on the door in case the bell was broken. Finally a hazy figure appeared on the other side of the frosted pane in the door. Immediately I knew it was Amy, Chris’s sister a year and a half older than us. I always had this image of her as an annoying little tomboy with short black hair always hanging on the periphery of our games being annoying. She was always complaining about the heavy metal we listened to since she liked crappy boy bands. Amy was always the sporty type whereas we weren’t. She was member of the school netball and rounders team and in the majorettes - you know short ankle socks and baton twirling on Sundays and cheering on the basketball team, not that the jock creeps deserved the attention. She’d been in the background almost all my life but I hadn’t really seen her since she left school to work as an event organiser.

When she opened the door my heart jumped into my mouth for facing me was a strikingly beautiful girl nearly out of her teens with fine chiselled features. A small face stared back at me with startling slender grey eyes framed by thick mascara that took my breath away. Her nose was sleek and elegant with high cheekbones with a hint of makeup and a slim mouth with pert lips. Framing this was her hair which was long and black cascading down to the back of her shoulders. She had quite a dark sultry sensuous look, almost Eastern European in nature. The only thing I didn’t like were her eyebrows which were quite thick and pencilled in in a sort of Audrey Heburn style which seemed too unnatural to me. When had the annoying tom-boy become such a hottie? “What do you want Bobby? I’m really busy right now” she wasn’t very welcoming. “I came to see Chris. We were going to hang out today”. She wore a white blouse with a very tight black skirt which ended above her knees. To my surprise the skirt had a long slit on one side that went almost to the top of her thigh giving me a tantalising glimpse of her leg. I tried not to let her know I was looking. A sly look flit across her face. “He’s out” “But he texted me this morning to say it’s alright to come over” Again a brief look almost of amusement “You better come in. He’s upstairs in his room but he’s out” I didn’t know what game she was playing but she moved aside to let me in then shut the door.

Amy was 5 foot 4 with a nice sized figure. As she turned I noticed the tan nylons she wore had seams running up the back. Was she wearing stockings? My heart pounded with excitement somewhat ashamed to be getting the hots for my best mates’ sister. As she turned away from the door, the slit in her skirt opened up wide to reveal quite thick firm looking thighs. That sexy view vanished as she pushed past me and led the way up the stairs to head back to her room. In her flat stockinged feet, her calves were short and thick and bulged with nicely toned muscle. Just a nice firm slab with a small cleft between them not massive monsters like my little sister has [BOBP#1]. Watching the seam running up the back of her nylons was so mesmerising that I almost followed her into her room before I stopped myself.

Turning right and heading into Chris’ room I was surprised to find it empty. “Amy. He’s not here” I called out. “Look down the side of the bed” I thought she was joking but when I looked between the bed and the wall, there he was sprawled out on the floor not moving. His face was relaxed with his eyes closed as if he was asleep but it was an uncomfortable position if he was. “Chris, Chris” I nudged him with my foot but he wasn’t moving. “Quick Amy, phone for an ambulance I think he might have had a heart attack or something”. Amy walked calmly into the room with a smirk on her face. “No, silly, I just knocked him out that’s all”. “What?” I cried, I couldn’t believe my ears. “You deaf as well as stupid? I knocked him out. It’s what sisters do to their annoying brothers. I’m sure Jackie does it to you. I mean gymnasts are pretty strong, I bet she beats you up all the time” I hoped I didn’t blush. “But you’re not a gymnast” I pointed out trying to change the subject. “I want to be a lifestyle dominatrix when I’m older” she stunned me again. “I found those bookmarks in his browser that you two look at. I love the look of all that slinky leather PVC and men just giving you all their money”.

Showing no concern for Chris, Amy sat down on the end of the bed looking scrumptious. Her skirt rode up, opening up the slit showing her deep thighs and strong looking hamstrings, and ULP! stocking tops. “S ... shouldn’t we bring him round?” “No, leave him. Come and sit next to me Bobby. I know you want to” her sultry sharply defined face was so appealing and her voice so seductive whilst showing so much leg that I felt my dick stiffen. The prone form of my best mate worried me. “Maybe he fell and hit his head” I crouched by his side at the side of the bed and began shoving him “Chris, Chris”.

A pair of feminine hands grabbed the top of my arms from behind. A surprisingly strong yank pulled me backwards towards the bed while a lovely pair of nylon-clad legs slide past on either side of my waist. I came to a halt high up between her thighs with her knees just in front of me and her shins stretching away to her stockinged feet. Before I could do anything, those shins crossed in front of me locking her ankles with her thick calves pressing against my groin in a very stimulating manner. “Urghhh!” I gasped as the insides of her thighs clamped against the sides of my stomach like pincers concentrating an excruciating force upon my lower back and kidneys. I tried to reach forward to pull her feet apart but she wrapped her arms around my upper arms then pulled them back. She lay down flat upon the bed pulling me on top of her immobilising my arms and scissoring my waist. “I told you to leave him Bobby and get on the bed” her sweet voice sounded very stern. “You will do what I say. I am your mistress. Go on, say it” she sounded quite fierce but there was no way I was going to give in to Chris’s older sister. I’d known her for too long and I still thought of her as a little brat. “Urgh urgh!” I tried rocking my body from side to side to break free from her legs, as lovely as they were. “Arghh!” she kept them clamped tight. Struggling hard I managed to get my feet onto the bed and pushed myself up into a back-bridge. “Urghh!” a surge of strength from her nylon-clad legs brought me back down.

“Oh my dear Bobby” she chuckled with her sweet breath upon my ear “Now I’m really going to have to make you suffer”. Up until then her legs had just about been bearable but now she bent her right calve across my belly and locked the foot beneath the back of her left knee. “Urghhh!” I groaned as her legs tightened like a steel band around my waist, pulling her calve tight against my stomach. “Orrragh!” her leggy clamp got tighter, her calve pressing down so hard that it formed a hollow in my gut squeezing everything inside making it difficult to full draw breath. Girlish chuckling from behind me made my ears burn. “Oh Bobby, what a wimp letting yourself get beaten up so easily by a girl. Now call me your mistress or I’ll hurt you bad” Urghh! I didn’t want to look so weak in front of such a lovely girl but the strength of her figure 4 body scissors from behind was really making me struggle for breath. “Say it, you little fungus!” she ordered in a firm tone. “Orrraghh!” those luscious thighs tightened really hard around my waist, squeezing so much that my sides hurt and my kidneys ached. That thick calve cut across my belly like a steel bar crushing the bottom of my diaphragm. “Urrghhh!” I groaned, I had no choice she was making it really hard to breathe. “Urghh! Amy urghhh my mistress” I gasped in humiliation to Chris’ lovely older sister. “Urghhh please let me urrghh go uurrr mistress” “But you don’t believe that I knocked out your little playmate do you?” “Urgh!” her strong crushing legs were slowly zapping my strength away. That figure 4 was so incredibly tight like it was going to squeeze my waist narrower and narrower until it snapped. “Urrrgh I do I do!” I gasped. “Really?” she said with a chuckle “How? With my legs like this?”. Oh no, she was enjoying this, dragging it out, prolonging the agony and my humiliation. “Urghhh yes yes!” I gasped, if she kept this up I knew that I would eventually pass out through lack of air. “Wrong, silly boy” she chuckled. I felt her breath close to my ear, so feminine, so alluring “Let me show you how”.

Releasing my left arm, her left hand which felt so soft and smooth clamped itself around my chin and pulled my head right back. “Urrrkk!” her right arm swung around in front of my throat then closed in and clamped tight. In horror I found my throat wedged tight in the crook of her arm. I felt her other hand clamp around the back of my head pushing me deeper into the crook of her arm. “This is called a sleeper hold, Bobby. Guess what it does?” her sensuous voice whispered in my ear. Oh God! I knew full well what this hold did, I’d seen my brat sister use it on Judo Boy [JACKIE#03]. Amy isn’t as bulky and muscular as Jackie so I thought I’d be able to prise her arms away from my neck. I’d thought wrong, her arms were locked tight and would not budge. In fact they felt very strong and solid beneath her white nylon blouse. “Feel the blood being cut off from your small brain, Bobby” Amy whispered seductively in my ear then twisted me to my right side. “Urrnnnn!” my face had got uncomfortably warm and my breathing had became ragged and laboured. No! I couldn’t let myself get knocked out by Chris’s gorgeous older sister. I reached down for the calve buried across the middle of my stomach but found it as immovable as a bar. It was clamped deep across my gut preventing me from drawing breath. “Oh yes Bobby, put up a fight. Make it more exciting for me” she chuckled rolling me over to my left then back again to show me that she was in complete control.

I gasped as a wet tongue darted out and began slobbering around my ear, the erogenous sensations uncontrollably making my dick grow rapidly rigid. “Oh Bobby, you dirty little sod” Amy giggled as she noticed the bulge in my trousers then continued giggling between more arousing licks. “Urr uurr” desperately I tried to shake her off but she was clamped to me like a limpet and we just rolled from one side to the other around the bed. No! I couldn’t lose to another girl. But as I tried pushing at her thighs, the feel of her silky smooth stockings over her firm thighs just emphasised how feminine she was; a constant reminder that I was being overwhelmed by a girl, and a gorgeous one at that. She kept giggling at my inability to free myself. “Oh Bobby, you metal-heads are really pathetic aren’t you” she chuckled with glee then resumed licking hungrily at my ear which just drove me wild as my energy drained. My heart pounded loudly in my ears and my arms felt so heavy that I had to let them drop. Every fibre in my body screamed out for oxygen. I opened my mouth wide but her calve was pressed so tight into me that I couldn’t draw in the air. My chest heaved desperate for air while her upper arm dug into the side of my neck while my throat was chocked in the crook of her arm. It was the stocking tops that did it. With my failing strength my right hand found its way to the thick band of nylon around her upper thigh and the smooth bare skin above it. Combined with the constant arousal of her tongue on my ear the feel of the sexy lingerie, I just lost it big time. “Urrrrrrrrr!” I tried to stifle the groan but she heard and laughed uproariously. My whole body relaxed post-orgasm and as I became aware of the sticky embarrasing mess I’d made in my pants that’s when my weakened body succumbed to Amy’s sleeper hold. Urghhhhh! My eyelids flickered becoming so heavy that I couldn’t keep them open. Everything then happened at once, a warm smothering wave of black and red washed over me while I suddenly felt incredibly weak and nauseous. My heart was pounding very fast and loud. I thought I heard Amy moan but then “aaarrrrghhhh!” I moaned as I vanished into the dark comforting warmth, unable to stop myself being put away by a sexy sultry girl.

“Muh!” I awoke with a start and sat up to find myself on a bed in a strange room. It took several seconds for the fug to clear and remember where I was. “Ready for round 2, Bobby?” said a soft female voice by my side. I leapt off the bed in an instant, an automatic reaction from finding myself on the bed with my best friend’s sister. “Oh am I that repulsive?” She said with a teasing lilt. I was stunned to see that above the waist Amy was only wearing a small white bra. Not that she was particularly big in that department but I never expected to find myself in a bedroom with a hot looking girl in a bra! “Enjoying the view, Bobby? You never used to take that much interest in me before” she teased. That was true, she was always the annoying brat before. I had never noticed her become more feminine and hot looking. What was on show of her upper body was very firm looking complete with a lightly-defined six pack that immediately caught my eye. On her I thought it looked very sexy indeed. Everything else was sharply delineated - her shoulder caps, her clavicle and small but nice traps sloping from her neck to the clean lines of her shoulders. Her arms too seemed quite toned with a hint of brawn.

Amy had become a very hot sultry looking girl with a hot fit bod and it made me feel awkward to find that it was turning me on because she was my best friend’s sister. As she slid to the edge of the bed, her skirt pulled back and the slit opened wide revealing her deep but firm thighs clad in tan coloured stockings with a darker band around the tops, and black suspenders running over creamy firm upper thighs. It was such a sexy sight that I just couldn’t stop myself looking. “Typical man” she sighed then slid off the bed onto her feet, looking so predatory that I backed up. That’s when I found Chris flat on his back out cold by the wall behind me. I wondered how he got there because he was in a different place than when I’d seen him last and guessed that was his sister’s handiwork. “Yes, he’s gone to sleep again” she chuckled. “Poor Bobby. So weak and vulnerable”. Even though I was younger than her, I was taller and bulkier. It was difficult to believe that a girl so hot, petite and slim could have done that. She still had that predatory alluring smile. “Maybe if you two had been majorettes instead of head-banging, things would have been different” “Majorettes are for girls and sissies” the words were out of my mouth before my brain applied the brakes.

Suddenly in a very masculine movement, Amy raised both arms out to her sides then bent her fists towards her head and flexed. Wow! A sleek solid sensuously shaped mound grew upwards on each arm while her forearms thickened into strong looking elongated pyramids. Oh my word she had biceps, small but solid biceps and swelling in the opposite direction was the pronounced curve of her triceps. “Majorettes makes girls fit and strong” she said. The sight of a sultry dark haired girl flexing her strong fit biceps in a bra that also showed off her firm flat stomach with it’s lightly etched six pack had my dick hardening rapidly in no time without me feeling guilty about it. “What’s that in your trousers, Bobby?” she said in a sensual voice with a knowing smile that just made it lurch and stiffen into a full blown trouser lifting hard-on. There was something about a girl with muscles that was so strongly feminine and really turned me on. Her biceps weren’t as big and intimidating like my sister’s but somehow more feminine and sexy, a sign of a fit sexy girl. “I bet they’re bigger than yours” she teased and I think she was right for they was quite pronounced and solid looking hills of muscle and certainly more defined.