Amazon Neighbors by AmazonFan The new neighbors teach two brothers a lesson on female power. I heard the back door slam. Quick footsteps on the parquet floor in the hallway. Out of the corner of my eye I saw my kid brother Chuck making a beeline for upstairs. "Chuck?" I called out. "Yeah, bro, it's me. I'll be down later." I detected a certain anxiety in his voice. "Hold on a sec. What's the hurry? C'mere for a sec." I called. Chuck walked into the den sheepishly, his head hanging down. I sighed as I looked him over. It had happened again. He looked pretty disheveled. His hair was messed up. There was grime on his arms and legs, grass and dirt stains on his clothes. His t-shirt was torn under the armpit. "Chuck, I think this is getting out of hand. Don't you?" I asked. "What's this, the third time in two weeks you've come home like this?" He just stood there, not responding, his eyes looking down at the carpet. "You're sixteen, Chuck. You're old enough to be taking care of yourself, so maybe I should keep my mouth shut, but I don't understand how you let this keep happening to you." "It's kind of difficult to avoid when they're your next door neighbors," he replied. "It's not like I'm going out of my way to have this happen." "I know. I know. Look, they just moved in and maybe things will adjust, but maybe I should go over there and say something." "No, dude!" "Why not?" "What are you going to say? 'Hey, neighbors, please tell Valerie to quit picking on Chuck?'" he said. I knew he was embarrassed by the whole situation. I couldn't blame him. I knew he'd feel even more embarrassed if I intervened. But I couldn't just sit around and do nothing, could I? Even though I'm only four years older than Chuck, I've kind of felt this obligation to be more than just an older bother, since our dad died six years ago. Chuck's a little shy around girls, but other than that, he's a pretty normal guy for his age. We've always gotten along pretty well. I wouldn't call him a real jock, but he plays in pick up games and likes hiking and fishing a lot. He hangs out with a fairly sensible bunch of friendsÑif you can call a bunch of sixteen-year-olds sensible. I doubt he's ever been in a real fight, but I've never thought of him as a wimpy guy. Needless to say, then, I was kind of shocked the first time he came home and confessed that a girl had beaten up on him. It's not like she really creamed him. I mean he didn't get a black eye or a split lip. But she'd roughed him up enough to leave no doubt just looking at him that he'd gotten his butt handed to him. The first time it happened it was just a shock, and maybe the second time too. But now that it had happened a third time, I was thinking that something had to be done about it. As bad as Chuck might feel about my stepping in, I figured it wasn't doing a world of good for him to keep getting kicked around by the girl next door. I didn't know anything about this Valerie. In fact, I didn't know much about the new neighbors, except that they'd moved in a month ago and there were two kids in the family, two girls, same ages as Chuck and me. They seemed to keep to themselves. I'm not around much during the day, so I haven't really seen them, except to see their cars going in and out the driveway. Oh yeah, one other thing. They lived with just their father. I think the story was he'd gotten divorced and the mother had remarried and gone off to Europe and the girls wanted to stay in the States so they lived with their dad. My mother remarked that we were mirror image families; ours was a mother and two sons and theirs was a father and two daughters. Anyway, she said the father traveled a lot on business, leaving the two girls home to take care of themselves. Maybe it would be easier, I thought, if I said something to Valerie, and maybe her older sister, instead of dealing with the father. He might be too defensive of his "little girls". I decided to try paying them a visit the next day. Our mother was pulling the late shift that week, so I waited till she'd taken off for work, thinking it was best to keep this whole thing as quiet as possible. I walked slowly up their front walk, realizing I hadn't really thought out what I wanted to say. But then again, I had no idea who'd come to the door, or what they'd think of my being there, so it seemed best to just wing it. I rang the front door bell and about fifteen seconds later I could hear footsteps bounding down a flight of stairs. The door swung part way open and just a head peaked around. "Hi. I'm Allen. From next door. I'm looking for Valerie, or her sister?" I said. "You Chuck's brother?" "Yeah." "I bet I know what this little social call's about," she laughed, swinging the door wide open. "And you're not the Welcome Wagon, are you?" Before me stood a five foot five inch brunette who looked like a tomboy. I'd put her weight at around 125, maybe 130. I remember thinking, "this can't be Valerie. No girl this size could kick Chuck's butt." She was wearing black tights and a black sweatshirt, covering her body so I couldn't really tell how "built" she was. "What's the matter? Did Chuck send you over to see me?" she asked. "You're Valerie?" I asked. "Yeah, who'd you think? Only one's here, me and my sister." She turned around and yelled up the stairs. "Hey, Steph! Make sure you're decent if you come down. We've got company. Chuck's sent over his brother." "Actually, he didn't," I corrected. "He didn't want me to make an issue of what's been going on between you two, but I thought I should try to put a stop to it before it gets out of hand." "Oh come on," she smiled, "You make it sound like some kind of crime's about to be committed. I'm just messing with his head a little. There's nothing bad happening." "You're messing with more than his head," I objected. "I've seen him when he comes home." "Hey, it's just a little pushing and shoving, fooling around. I've haven't broken anything, have I?" she challenged. "I don't think that's the point. The point is, it's got to stop. Leave Chuck alone." I said. "That sounds like a warning," she smirked, giving me the once over. "I don't go for warnings. Not from people like you." Good grief, I thought. Was she trying to bully me? "Look Valerie," I warned, "To look at you I'm not sure how it is that you're able to push him around. But if you think you can pull the same shit with me? Or try to threaten me? Don't go there." The confident smirk never left her face as she walked right up to me, standing just inches away. "Allen, that's your name, right?" she said in a condescending tone, "You know, Chuck was dumb enough to completely underestimate me the first time, too. You know where that got him. You going to have to learn your lesson too?" She rubbed her hands together. I thought it was a joke. This sixteen year old girl standing there acting tough with me. I had five inches of height and maybe 40 or more pounds on her. I started to laugh dismissively. Without warning, Valerie slammed a short right hook into my belly. I scrunched forward and she twisted me in a side headlock and flipped me over her hip onto the stone floor. No sooner had I hit the floor that she came down knee first on my chest, knocking the wind out of me. She grabbed the front of my shirt and hauled me to my feet. She sneered at me and kneed me in the stomach. I grunted and doubled over in pain. She grabbed my left arm and bent it around in a hammerlock. I was still in shock from the speed and ferocity of her attack. My shoulder seared with burning pain as she pressed my arm up. Just as I began to free myself, she let the arm go and wrapped both her arms around my waist from behind. She cinched in tight and then lifted me off my feet and spun me sideways, flinging me to the floor. I crashed with a thud and she dove on top of me, wrapping her arms around my head, twisting my neck. Struggling to free my head, I saw what a wild fire I was tangling with. Not only was she quick and relentless, but she was also deceptively strong. As I tried to pry my head loose, I wasn't noticing that she was maneuvering her legs around me. Just as I got my head free, her legs locked in place. "Aaaarrrgghhhhhh!!!" I wailed while she clamped down with her power packed thighs. I could hear her snickering. She pulsed the pressure a few times, jolting me with crushing force and then laid it on full power. My eyes began to tear while I labored to loosen the lethal vise I was in. Having my middle imprisoned between her legs was making it difficult to breathe. That and the effort to free myself were combining to sap my strength. I felt demoralized as my resistance dwindled fast. I couldn't comprehend how she was able to subdue me so quickly. But it obviously was her strength multiplied by superior endurance. She was making me weaker and weaker, writhing between her legs. "You were saying something about this having to stop?" she said. "I'm the one who's got you stopped. Why don't you just tell me you made a mistake coming over here? That you'd like me to let you leave Ð with your tail between your legs!" Valerie snaked her arms around the top of my chest. She started to pull in one direction with her arms and the other direction with her pulverizing legs. My over-taxed body felt like it was being pulled apart. My chest and ribs screamed with pain. "All right! All right! You made your point," I groaned. "I shouldn't have come over here. I shouldn't have interfered. Please let me go." I pleaded. "Am I hurting you?" she teased, pretending she didn't know how much pain she was inflicting. "Yes." She squeezed and pulled even harder and I let out a scream. "Well then, this should teach you a little lesson, very quickly," she said. "Steph and I rule! You and your little pipsqueak brother had better take notice, you wimp. We tell you to jump, you jump. The new girls are your new boss neighbors." "Please, just let me up. Let me go." I moaned. She released her holds and shoved me off her. I rolled sideways and slammed into the foyer wall. She bounded to her feet in a flash and yanked up by my shirt collar. "We'll just make sure your little brother knows you got your butt kicked when you tried to come over and scare me," she said snidely. Suddenly she ripped the front of my shirt wide open, tearing off the buttons and sending them flying across the foyer floor. Then she grabbed for my T-shirt. I grabbed her by the wrists to hold her, but she didn't even notice I was holding her. She was too quick and strong for me to stop her from shredding my t-shirt as well. "Now get your wimpy ass out of here." I managed to sneak back into my house without Chuck seeing me. I decided not to say anything about what went on. I didn't think it would do him any good to know that I hadn't any luck with Valerie. And yeah, I was embarrassed that she'd taken care of me so quickly and easily. The following day was sunny and warm. I went for a walk, wearing just a t-shirt and a pair of shorts. As I was walking by the girls' house, I noticed that Valerie was out in the driveway washing one of the cars. I tried to walk past briskly, hoping she wouldn't spot me. No such luck. "Hey Allen, get your butt over here!" she yelled. "I've got a question for you. Only take a sec." Warily, I walked up their driveway. "So did you tell your little bro what happened to you?" she asked. I didn't say a word. "Didn't think so," she laughed. At least part of the reason I didn't answer her was the fact that I was dumbstruck by the sight of Valerie in shorts and a midriff- baring sleeveless halter. What a body for a sixteen year old! She was half muscle girl and half centerfold. She looked hard as a rock. But a pair of grapefruit-sized tits thrusting proudly off her chest made her look like quite the sex siren. Unmistakable definition in her arms and legs. Washboard abs. You could see she was in great shape. "How'd you like to finish washing the car?" she asked, pointing to the soapy Acura. I laughed as if to say, "Are you shitting me?" Her blue eyes tightened in an angry frown. "That wasn't an invitation, dip shit," she said. "Oh come on, Valerie. Get real." "I hate having to repeat myself," she said coolly. "I thought you got the message yesterday." She wasn't even going to give me a chance to say anything. She dropped the sponge into her bucket and started coming at me. Instinctively, I started backing up, and, like an idiot, I tripped backwards over the hose. She picked up the bucket and dumped the water on me. I retaliated by grabbing the hose and turning it on her. She dove for me and yanked the nozzle out of my hands, tossing the hose aside. "You little shit!" she exclaimed. "Now you're going to pay. I'm going to kick your butt for this!" She yanked me up by the scruff of my soaked shirt and slammed her thigh into my side. My body went to crumple to the ground, but Valerie kept me standing. She bent over and rammed her shoulder into my stomach, doubling me over her. She stood straight up and had me draped over her shoulder. My midsection felt it had been pulverized by a battering ram. She swiftly carried me around to the back of her house. "As much as I'd love to have everyone in the neighborhood watch me kick your ass, I don't want any assholes calling the cops and spoiling my fun," she sneered. She strode to the middle of the lawn and unceremoniously dumped me on the grass. I crashed to the turf and rolled over onto my back so I could see where she was. When I looked up I realized for the first time that my spraying her with the hose had drenched her halter-top Ð and she wasn't wearing a bra underneath. The fabric had turned semi-transparent, revealing two small crowning nipples jutting high on her breasts. "Get up. I dare you!" she declared. I jumped up quickly, determined not to let her take me again. Somewhere in the back of my mind I still couldn't believe what happened just yesterday. Something wanted to make me think that she'd gotten the jump on me and I just hadn't had a chance to recover. "I'm a lot bigger than you," I warned. "Like that means jack shit," she shot back. She scowled at me and came forward with her hands out in front of her waist. I glanced at her arms, noticing how dramatically they grew when she tensed her muscles. When I saw that I realized she had a lot of hidden power. It didn't show until she turned it on. I grabbed at her and tried shoving her backwards, but she barely moved. She tugged me forward by my wrist and then flipped me over her hip. She dove down behind me and wrapped an arm around my throat. She pressed her knee into the small of my back and pulled back on my neck, arching my back. I grabbed her arm, trying to loosen her hold, trying to keep her from choking me. I couldn't make a dent in the bulging muscles with my fingers, never mind free myself. I managed to plant one foot down and summoning every ounce of strength, I got to my feet, lifting her up, still hanging onto my neck. The second I felt her trying to get her legs wrapped around my waist, I knew I had to do something to get her off me, or I'd be a goner. I threw myself backwards, slamming to the grass with her flat underneath me. The force of the impact made her let go of me and I instantly flipped over. We were face to face. I could see a look of pain on her face and I knew it was my moment to take command. I started sliding my body up, wanting to put my weight right on her chest to pin her. She shoved her hands underneath me and instantly threw me off her! My eyes widened. I'm sure she could see the incredulous look on my face. She rolled to her side and started to get up. "You little twerp. You think you could pin me? Hell, I can bench more than you and your twit brother together, " she sneered. "You think you're so tough?" I shot back. "So strong? Look, you little bitch, now you've pissed me off. The biggest mistake you made was taking me back here so nobody could see us. Now who's going to protect you when I teach you a lesson?" She just laughed. "Oooohh! Mister tough boy. I'm soooo scared. You fucking asshole. You're forgetting that I was strong enough to haul your shitty little ass over my shoulder. You're forgetting I kicked your butt in two seconds yesterday. But, come on, big boy. Teach me that lesson." I stepped forward and threw a short hard hook into her stomach so fast she couldn't have been ready for it. But my fist felt like I'd slammed it into a flesh-covered wall. In the split second I paused to gauge her reaction she countered with a knee to my ribs and a double axle to the side of my head. The blows knocked me down and Valerie pounced on top of me. She forced me onto my back and began to use her hard body as a battering ram. Raising her hips over me, she slammed her hips and pelvis against me in a staccato reign of blows. "Little Chucky can't stand this," she sneered. "This always gets him to cry like a little baby boy, pleading for me to stop." I was on the verge of crying out myself. The unrelenting pain caused by her hardened muscles. My body was no match for hers. I closed my eyes, trying to withstand the torment. Suddenly I heard her cry out and I felt her body lifting off me. I opened my eyes and there was Chuck, holding her in a full nelson! I realized he'd only be able to hold her for a second or two, so I used every bit of energy left in me to scramble to my feet. I stumbled forward and knocked the three of us to the ground. Valerie was sandwiched between my brother and me. "Grab an arm!" I shouted to him. She started bucking and twisting and turning like crazy. But with each of us putting all our weight and effort on one arm apiece, it looked like we were going to get her under our control. "You bastards!" she grunted. I think she was more pissed off at herself not being able to handle us than she was mad that we were double teaming her. "You assholes think you can get away with this? Ever think what I'll do when I get each of you alone?" With all the squirming and rolling around, her halter top had been sliding around and her left tit had almost popped out. The edge of her nipple was peeking out. It suddenly occurred to me that if someone came upon the three of us and saw two guys holding down a girl who was half out of her topÉwell my brother and I could be in trouble real fast. Chuck and I looked at each other. He nodded in the direction of her exposed nipple, then grinned from ear to ear. "Looks like we got this little bitch in position for a little pay back," he sneered. That only incited her to start bucking and kicking again. "STEPHANIE!!!" she yelled. Suddenly the back door kicked open. In a blur of speed, a body exploded through the doorframe and vaulted over the railing, landing on the grass seven feet below. With three long strides, Valerie's sister was towering over us. "Wrong place. Wrong time." Stephanie said slowly and coldly. Chuck and I both let go of Valerie and she jumped to her feet between us. My brother and I slowly, cautiously, stood up. The reason for our caution was seeing Stephanie standing before us. She just dwarfed the two of us. She looked about six foot three and I'd guess she had to weigh at least two hundred pounds. The crop top and shorts she had on barely covered her physique. She looked rock hard. Big delts and traps. Huge flaring lats. Washboard stomach. Hard muscled thighs. A melon sized pair of tits straining against her tight top. "If you boys want to have a fight, then let's make it a fair one," she said. "Your sister started this," I interjected. "Against who?" "Me." I replied. Valerie said, "I was kicking his butt when Chucky boy jumped me from behind." "Well if you two boys want to go two on one, then why don't you try me?" Stephanie grinned, rubbing her hands together in anticipation. Chuck started to move towards her. "What are you doing?" I asked, grabbing him by the shoulder. "The two of us, come on!" he said. "We took take of Valerie and now she's asking for it. If we beat her then maybe they'll leave us alone." "Are you nuts?" I whispered to him. "Look at the fucking size of her! We could barely manage her little sister. You really think you want to mess with her?" Stephanie interrupted us. "Look boys, in case it helps your deliberations, when I came out here, you two had my sister pinned to the ground, half out of her clothes. You two are not getting away from here without paying for that first." "They've challenged us dude," Chuck said. "I'm not backing down. They'll walk all over us if we let them." Chuck sprang at Stephanie, trying to tackle her to the ground. But she caught him in mid-air! She pressed him over her head and held him there for a moment, looking at me to see my reaction. Then she dropped to one knee and simultaneously brought him down across her thigh in a backbreaker. Chuck yelped and writhed helplessly as she held him in place, pushing down on his chest and leg, arching him over her oaken thigh. I started towards them and Stephanie dropped Chuck to the grass, standing up and kicking him in the ribs. He clutched his side and rolled in pain, nearly in tears. Hoping for a distraction, I lunged at Stephanie's top and ripped it off. Her full tits hardly moved, thrusting proudly forward. She looked down at her round globes and then looked at me and the top I was holding in my hand. "Not smart, wimpy. Not smart. But let's see how you like it," she said coolly. Making no attempt to cover herself, Stephanie came at me. She grabbed for my t-shirt, swatting my hands aside like I was just a pesky insect. She grabbed the soaked fabric and ripped it like tissue paper. "You call that a chest? You're pathetic," she sneered. Valerie giggled and she walked over to Chuck. Stephanie grabbed on of my wrists and pulled me against her, bending my arm back behind me in a hammerlock. She was almost lifting me off my feet with one arm, she was pulling up so hard on the arm. I felt her other hand go for my shorts. "No!" I cried, but there was no stopping her. She yanked on the snap and got the zipper pulled down. She slid her hand down the back of my shorts and gave my butt a hard squeeze. Then she yanked them down and I felt my shorts and underwear slide down around my ankles. Valerie was laughing and shouting "Show time! Show time! Look at his butt!" I turned my head to see her reaching down for Chuck's clothes. They were going to strip both of us! I couldn't do much for Chuck because my hands were more than full trying to keep from getting killed by Stephanie. She slid her hand around and felt me. "Is this all you've got wimpy boy?" she teased. "You call this thing manhood?" She stuck her leg behind me and shoved me backwards. I tripped back and tumbled to the grass. She quickly slid off her shorts and panties and straddled my chest. I made one effort to keep her from pinning me, but she slammed my wrists above my head, laughing at my futile resistance. I couldn't budge her 200-plus pounds. She grabbed both my wrists with one big hand and pinned both of my arms with just one of hers! "How humiliating it must be for you," she taunted me. "To think that I am so much stronger than you that I can pin you with just one arm. Has it begun to sink in what damage I could do to you or your little brother? Not that Valerie isn't perfectly capable of creaming either one of you." I couldn't find any words to say. "How humiliating it must be for you," she repeated. "To think that all I'd have to do to knock you out is just wrap an arm around your head and smother you with my chest. Just these! How humiliating it would be for you. Not that I couldn't knock you out with one punch or choke you out with one of these arms wrapped around your skinny neck. No, I wouldn't need to. You are so incapable of fighting me off that I can put you out between my pecs." I remember Valerie laughing, "Look, Steph. His pecker's getting stiff!" Stephanie slid down so she was sitting on my lap, pulling me up in a sitting position. She held me upright by hammerlocking one of my arms. She locked her thighs around my middle. And she put her other hand on the back on my head. Then right after that, Stephanie buried my face in her firm boobs and held me tight. I tried to suck for air, but firm breast flesh enveloped my nose and mouth. Instinctively, my head tried to pull back, but she held me in place with just one strong arm. She added pressure by tightening her thighs around me. "They're pitiful when this is the best fight they can put up," I heard her say, dismissing my final struggles. My lungs burned from lack of air. Then I slipped into the darkness. I came to flat on my back. I rolled groggily to my side and saw Stephanie and Valerie with my brother. Valerie had Chuck naked on the ground, with his head in a figure-four head scissors. His face was buried in her pussy. Stephanie was giving Valerie instructions. "That's it. Pull your panties aside so he can see you," she said. "He probably doesn't know how to do it, so you use the pressure with your legs to get him to do exactly what you want. If he's no good at tonguing you, then you snap his neck with your thigh!" Stephanie and Valerie giggled as my brother was introduced to the world of cunnilingus. "I see big brother has returned to the land of the living," Stephanie said, strolling back towards me. She still was nude. Her large pink nipples were erect. "Watching my little sister get a nice tongue lashing has made me quite horny," she said, gazing down at me. My cock started to stiffen. I wanted to cover it up. "If this body didn't give you a hard on, I'd think you were queer," she said, supremely confident in the magnificence of her busty, muscular physique. She put her foot on my chest and slid it down until her toes touched my throbbing erection. "You can tell me you are ready to worship me now," she started. "You can tell me that you know I am every bit your superior. That I am taller and bigger and stronger. That my muscles put you to shame. That I arouse you like no one else. And that you are ready to be my slave." She paused and stared at me intently. "You can do that," she continued. "And I shall see if you are in some small puny way worthy of catering to me. But if you choose to resist. If you are not ready to submit to me completely, then I shall unleash my power on you and demolish you here and now!!" With that Stephanie placed her hands on her hips and sucked in deeply, filling and expanding her huge chest, flaring her awesome lats. Slowly she raised her arms up in a double biceps pose, letting me see the immense hard balls of muscle ballooning under her tanned skin. "Those are eighteen and a half inches, dick boy!" Valerie shouted to me. "She picked up Chuck with one hand. She could snap you in two!" "Surrender to me," Stephanie ordered. "Surrender to my power, to my strength, to my will!" "Do I have any choice?" I said, half in jest, half in reality. Stephanie smiled. "No, you really don't." "I know when to hold and when to fold," I said. "And I think you're a whole lot more than I could stand up to. Hell, your "little" sister can kick my butt." "Then you're going to follow me into the house and we're going to go to my bedroom and I'm going to give you a test run," Stephanie declared. My eyes lit up. She walked over to the pile of clothes she had shed and picked up a pair of thong panties. She tossed them at me. "Put them on," she said crisply. "What?" "You heard me." "But these are for girls. They're not going to fit." I protested meekly. "That's the whole point," she said. "I want you to look like a sissy boy. I want you to look ridiculous. You must always be aware that you are here only for my amusement. Put them on or I'll crush you beyond the breaking point." I took another look at her massive thighs and eighteen and a half-inch arms and knew I didn't wanted to be subjected to the pain they could dish out. I slid the panties up my shins and then got to my feet. I finished pulling the panties up. The thong felt strange, just the narrow piece of fabric between my butt cheeks. The silken material in front awaited my attempt to stuff my erection in. Even with some give in the fabric, it still was difficult to keep my hard on from popping out. Finally I got it to stay, but it looked pretty comical, sticking out like a sausage in a tiny sheath of silk. "Typical guy, can't keep it in his shorts," smirked Valerie, who still had my brother in her figure-four pussy lick lock. Suddenly I was forced up on my tiptoes as Stephanie hauled up on the back of the thong panties. "Wedgies are a bitch in a thong, aren't they?" she laughed. She grabbed me by the back of the neck and started pushing me towards the stairs leading up to the house. I glanced sideways as we walked and looked at her. I still couldn't believe the magnificent physique that was beside me, the full thrusting breasts, the hard bulging muscles. The thought that she was about to take me to her bed excited and terrified me. Excited that I could ever be intimate with such an incredible powerhouse. Terrified that I would not be able to withstand her awesome power, that in a moment of passion she would snap me in two. "After you," she chuckled, pointing me up the stairs. She followed right behind me, slapping my ass with every step that I climbed. I got to be back door and stopped to take a deep breath, wondering if I'd be coming back out through the door. I turned around and looked up into her brown eyes and saw the mixture of amusement and lust in her expression. "What'll happen to Chuck?" I said, gesturing to the back yard. "Don't worry about him. Valerie's just breaking him in," Stephanie smiled. "Just like I'm going to break you in. Only difference is that Chuck is still taking the beginner's course. You're going for an advanced degree." She slid her hand down and gently cupped my balls. I shivered for a moment, her erotic power sending an electric current throughout my body. "Keep taking deep breaths and remember that you're only here for my deepest pleasure." Stephanie said. "Focus only on me. Ignore this hard on and tune yourself only to my body. Maybe you'll survive." She laughed and pushed me through the open door. The End Copyright 1999. AmazonFan. All rights reserved.