My Big Sis the Wrestler

My Big Sister the Wrestler

"Wake up, sunshine!"

The bright light invaded Jake's sleepy eyes, and the cool air in the room gave him an instant shiver as the sheets were abruptly snatched off his bed.

"It's time for practice."

James' big sister was a college wrestler, and for some reason, James had volunteered to help her with practice on Sunday mornings. Well, today was Sunday, and it was time for him to pay for his kindness.

Kayla was a stunning athlete. She had a bronzed complexion, short brown hair, and stood at an impressive 6'2''. But what made her truly captivating was her incredibly sexy physique. With curves that accentuated her ample breasts and enticing backside, she had a body that could make anyone weak in the knees. To say she had an hourglass figure would be an understatement - she was an Amazonian beauty.

As James rubbed his tired eyes and adjusted to the sight of his sister standing at the foot of his bed, he felt as though he was in a dream. She was clad in her tight, red and white striped spandex college wrestling uniform, which hugged her body like a second skin, leaving absolutely nothing to the imagination. His body quickly reacted to the sight, causing his boxers to strain against the fabric as his arousal became evident. While any normal little brother might have been mortified, James knew that his sister had seen him get aroused by her countless times during their teenage years. And If anything, she saw it as a compliment.

"Whoah, looks like somebody's ready for some wrestling, haha. I knew my uniform would turn you on but that was quick. Are you sure you'll be able to control yourself when we wrestle?" Her lips curled into a sly grin as she taunted him.

"Yeah, yeah, it's not my fault you're practically wearing nothing, flaunting your body around. What did you expect? I'm only human," James blushed as he confessed his attraction to his sister's enticing figure.

A small droplet of precum stained the tip of his boxers.

Kayla's face flushed at the sight, and she found herself growing a little aroused from teasing her brother.

"Alright, I'll be stretching on the mat in the basement. Meet me there once you've taken care of yourself," she said with a playful laugh.

She laughed it off on the surface but the thought of her brother pleasuring himself to thoughts of her really got her horny.

Feeling a growing wetness between her legs, Kayla left James' room in a haste, making her way downstairs to the basement in order to get some space, and hopefully push those desires from her mind. She needed her brother's help with practicing her wrestling moves for the upcoming nationals, and she refused to let her own arousal get in the way. Besides, there was a boundary between brother and sister, and while playful banter was one thing, crossing that line was out of the question.

James groaned as he tried to shake off his sleepiness, his mind still clouded with the lingering images of his sister's body. Despite his embarrassment, a growing anticipation coursed through his veins as he hurriedly got out of bed and made his way to the basement.

The moment James reached the dimly lit basement, he was met with the sight of Kayla, her athletic frame glistening with a sheen of sweat from her warm-up stretches. Her impressive height and toned muscles accentuated the power she possessed as a wrestler, causing an electric charge to surge through James' body.

Kayla glanced over her shoulder, a grin playing on her lips as her eyes locked onto James.

"Took you long enough," she teased, her voice laced with a hint of authority.

Unsure of how to respond, James simply stood before her, his boxers tented with the undeniable evidence of his arousal. A blush crept onto his cheeks, but rather than feeling embarrassed, he couldn't help but find a sense of liberation in the open display of desire.

Kayla arched an eyebrow, clearly surprised by his persistent arousal.

A thought crept into her mind. This could be a good opportunity for some payback for all the jokes and annoyances over the years. And it might even be a good opportunity to have some fun with her brother. She'd grown a lot in the last year and they weren't the same size anymore. She was gonna have fun tossing him around.

"Looks like my little brother truly can't resist his big sister's charm. I suppose we'll have to find a way to put that energy to good use," she purred, her voice dripping with a commanding tone.

As James hesitated, his eyes transfixed on Kayla's sculpted body, she took a step closer, closing the distance between them. The scent of her sweat mixed with a subtle floral perfume filled his nostrils, and his senses were overwhelmed with the intoxicating combination.

Without warning, Kayla's strong hands firmly grasped James' waistband, pulling his boxers down to his ankles in one swift motion. James gasped, feeling a mixture of excitement and vulnerability flood through him.

"Since you can't seem to control yourself, we'll need to teach you some discipline," Kayla whispered, her tone deliciously commanding.

"Get on the mat, on your hands and knees."

Eager to comply, James quickly positioned himself as instructed, his heart pounding in anticipation. He could feel the cool surface of the mat against his skin, the contrast heightening the sensitivity of every touch. Kayla moved gracefully around him, circling like a predator closing in on its prey. Her fingertips grazed his exposed skin, eliciting goosebumps and sending a shiver down his spine.

James could feel the heat of her breath on his neck as Kayla leaned over him, her voice

filled with authority.

"Now, little brother, get ready to experience the true strength of a woman."

Kayla was now filled with lust and power, she was gonna take their bodies to the limit.

Kayla wasted no time in initiating the wrestling match. She swiftly moved from straddling James' waist to a kneeling position, her strong thighs gripping his sides with an unyielding force. James struggled against her hold, trying to break free from her grasp, but her expertise in wrestling left him powerless. Kayla's lips curled into a wicked grin as she leaned in closer, her voice thick with confidence.

"You see, James, in this world, I am in complete control. You can submit the easy way or the hard way. The choice is yours."

With those words, Kayla unleashed her wrestling prowess. She used her body weight advantage to maneuver James, flawlessly transitioning from hold to hold. As they grappled, James could feel the raw power of his sister, her muscles flexing against his own. Every twist, and every lock further emphasized her control over him. Kayla's voice reverberated in the basement as she taunted James.

"What's the matter, little brother? Can't handle the strength of a real woman?" She tightened her grip, causing James to groan as his hardened cock pressed into the mat a mixture of pleasure and pain coursing through his body.

James couldn't help but be both aroused and impressed by his sister's skill. As she continued to overpower him, James felt an overwhelming urge to please and submit to her, his body and his cock were practically begging for it.

Sensing his surrender, Kayla shifted her tactics, her touches becoming increasingly sensual. She caressed his body with deliberate slowness, running her hands over his taut muscles. Each stroke seemed to ignite a fire within him, his desire for her burning more fiercely with each passing second.

Leaning in close, Kayla whispered into his ear, her hot breath tickling his skin.

"Remember, James, this is your punishment for being so weak and pathetic."

"You want release little bro? Well only when I say so."

James struggled to suppress a moan, his body now aching with need. He nodded, understanding the rules of their game. He knew that he had given up control, and now it was up to Kayla to decide his fate. Kayla's lips curled into a predatory smile as she seized upon her newfound power. She could see the desire and anticipation in his eyes, mirroring her own intense need. The game had shifted from wrestling to a battle of wills, a delicious dance of dominance and submission.

With a sudden surge of strength, Kayla effortlessly flipped James onto his back, pinning him firmly to the mat. Her hands, now free from restraining him, traveled down his body, exploring every inch of his exposed skin. Her touch was both gentle and firm, leaving trails of fire in its wake. James moaned, unable to contain his pleasure any longer. The teasing, the wrestling, and the undeniable chemistry between them had become an explosive mix. He wanted nothing more than to surrender himself completely to his sister, to let her take him to the heights of ecstasy. Kayla, however, was not done testing James' limits. As his moans grew louder, she abruptly released her hold, leaving him panting and craving her touch. She circled him, her eyes gleaming.

"You've been a very naughty boy, James," she purred.

"But I think it's time for you to earn your release." With a flick of her wrist, she produced a strength training band, revealing her intentions.

"Hands behind your back," she commanded, her voice leaving no room for disobedience.

James didn't hesitate, immediately complying with her request. The band was expertly tied around his wrists, securing them tightly together. Kayla knelt down before him, her eyes filled with a mixture of tenderness and hunger.

"You belong to me now, James. Are you ready to be my little plaything?" she asked, her voice softer but no less commanding.

James could only nod, his words caught in his throat. This was an experience unlike any other, a fantasy turned reality. He had longed for this moment, and now that it was here, he could feel his body and mind fully surrendering to his sister's presence. Kayla leaned in, her lips grazing James' earlobe.

"Good boy," she whispered.

With that, her fingers danced along his exposed skin, tracing delicate patterns of pleasure. She teased his nipples, pinched them gently between her fingertips, causing James to arch his back and moan with delight. But Kayla was not content to stop there. She continued her descent, her hands gliding over the soft trail of hair leading to his throbbing member. With a devilish smile, she took him in her hand, stroking him slowly but firmly. Her touch was expert, knowing exactly how to drive him wild with desire.

James gasped, his body trembling under her euphoric touch.. Pleasure surged through him, building with each stroke. It was both agony and ecstasy, as Kayla toyed with his senses, pushing him closer to the edge but never quite letting him tip over. Just when James thought he couldn't take it anymore, Kayla released her grip, leaving him on the precipice of release. He whimpered, his body aching with need.

"Patience, James," Kayla said, her voice dripping with mischief. "Remember, I control your pleasure now."

James nodded, his desire for her overwhelming any rational thought. He was completely under her spell, willing to do anything to please her. Kayla stood up and removed her tight wrestling uniform, revealing her naked form in all its glory. She stood over James, her strong muscles flexing as she towered above him. Her gaze was filled with power and confidence, a true dominatrix in every sense of the word.

"Open wide," she commanded, her voice commanding and authoritative.

James eagerly complied, parting his lips and ready to receive whatever his sister had in store for him. Kayla positioned herself above his face, lowering herself slowly until her wetness was just inches away from his eager mouth.

"Now lick, dog." she said, her voice filled with both lust and authority.

He explored her with eager enthusiasm, his tongue following her every contour, drinking in the intoxicating taste of his sister. Kayla moaned, the vibrations of his mouth against her sending surges of pleasure through her body. She reveled in the control she had over James, his submission adding fuel to the fire of her desire. She moved rhythmically above him, guiding his mouth to provide her with even greater pleasure.

The room was filled with the sounds of their forbidden passion, their moans and gasps mingling together in a symphony of desire. James was lost in the sensation, his whole existence focused on giving his sister the utmost pleasure. But Kayla wasn't satisfied yet. The power she held over James fueled her own insatiable desire. She climbed off of him, her body glistening with sweat, and commanded,

"On your knees, little brother."

James obeyed a servant to his raging need. Kayla positioned herself behind him, her hand gripping his waist tightly. With deliberate intent, Kayla entered him with her fingers, slowly at first, taking her time to let him adjust to the feeling of being completely filled by her. James' breath caught in his throat, a mixture of pain and pleasure coursing through him. Kayla's pace quickened, her thrusts becoming more forceful and demanding. She relished in the power she had over James, the way his body responded to her. She could feel herself getting closer to the edge, her own release building within her.

James groaned, his own pleasure now peaking, on the verge of exploding, as he dripped precum onto the mat with pent up tension. The sensations were overwhelming, a beautiful symphony that consumed him completely. Kayla's grip on his waist tightened, her movements becoming more frantic.

"Good boy, James," she said, her voice laced with urgency. "Cum for me."

With one final, powerful thrust, Kayla pushed James over the edge, sending him into the depths of ecstasy. His body convulsed with pleasure as he reached his climax. As James rode the waves of pleasure, Kayla fingered herself more feverishly, sending herself over the edge with him. She shuddered with pleasure, her body trembling with the intensity of her release.

The two siblings collapsed onto the mat, their bodies intertwined, sweaty and exhausted. The air in the basement was thick with the scent of sex and satisfaction. In the aftermath of their passionate encounter, James and Kayla laid there, catching their breath. The lines of dominance and submission blurred, leaving behind only a sense of intimacy and trust that would forever change their relationship.

As they curled up together, Kayla whispered,

"This is our secret. Our forbidden pleasure."

James nodded, feeling a mix of guilt and exhilaration.

Fin.