Killer BsChapter 10
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I have always been a tough girl. Just this year, I turned 18, and already I’m the top athlete in my school. For as long as I can remember, I have always craved attention, but it wasn’t until I joined the volleyball team that things took a sexual turn. Our team (and indeed, all women’s volleyball teams) must wear an outfit that shows off our lower body. Lots of boys would come to our games to see us play. ‘School spirit’, they said. Yeah, right. I couldn’t so much as take a step without ten guys eyeing me. Over time, I became turned on by all the attention I was getting from boys. The idea that my body could hold boys in a trance only made me more wet.
I noticed that boys seem to check out girls a certain way. First, they looked at my shoes, probably imagining what my feet looked like. Then, they glanced at my smooth legs. They’d then work their way up to my well-defined thighs, and finally reach my butt. It drove them crazy how barely concealed it was, and I absolutely loved it. But I didn’t want the attention to go away. I began wearing short shorts to school daily, showing off my athletic body as much as possible.
I love thighs. They are, in my opinion, the sexiest part of the female body. To me, legs and thighs are the only body parts which show off a girl’s strength and sexiness at the same time. I love my thighs in particular since they are so temptingly closet the pussy that it drives boys insane! However, I never wear panties, so sometimes I’d even flash my pussy when sitting down in school. I loved it when boys pretended not to notice and took quick glances or acted as if they were doing something else with their phone that happened to be pointed in my direction.
Well, my obsession with short shorts was relatively innocent until this year. At the ripe age of 18, I decided I’d give wrestling a try. Once again, boys flocked to see me play, and once again, our outfits were anything but conservative, I wore a grey tank top with our school’s logo and grey short shorts to match. They both felt like sweatpants. Comfortable and stylish! As I wrestled, I became extremely turned on by overpowering other girls. I loved the feeling of being in charge and dominant, and I wanted to overpower a boy. After practice, when everyone else had left, some other boys and I would hang out in the gym and wrestle. I had a perfect record, no boy could beat me. My signature move quickly became the rear naked choke, and my insatiable lust for dominating boys proved endless.
As rumors spread of how I was unbeatable, one boy in particular was upset. His name was Johnny, and he was your typical jock, tan, muscular, football player, etc. Johnny hated the idea of a girl being stronger than him. One day, after all the boys and I were done with our post-practice workout, a shirtless Johnny came up to me. He insisted that no ‘puny girl like me’ could take him on. I ignored him and walked back to the changing room, but he followed me in there. He put his hand on my shoulder and demanded that I take him on. I said no, but this time, he grabbed my arm and pulled me to the floor. Things were serious now.
I told Johnny to let me go, but he continued to pin me to the ground. ‘Not so tough now, are you?’ he said. He tore off my top and shorts, smiling as he did so. ‘You don’t look tough to me.’ My breasts were pressed against the cold floor as I struggled to break free. My foot accidentally caught his shorts and pulled them down, exposing his dick. ‘You like it?’ he said. ‘Guys will always be stronger than you stupid girls.’ At that moment, I became infuriated. Struggling harder than ever before, I broke free. ‘What the-‘. Before he could finish his sentence, I kicked his face, the sole of my foot covering his nose and mouth for a brief second. Johnny fell to the floor and tried to get back up, but almost instinctively, I went behind his head and wrapped my thighs around his neck.
As the lower part of my thighs crushed his throat, my upper thighs covered his nose and mouth, blocking his air. ‘Get off of me!’ he pleaded. But I persisted. For the first time ever, I felt like I was truly dominant. I felt strong, I felt sexy, and I felt deadly. I felt like a real woman! I looked down at my boobs and watched as they swayed with Johnny who was struggling from side to side beneath me. Once more, it was almost instinctive as I grabbed my cold, hard nipples and twisted them about. The amazing sensation I was feeling could not be described, it was beyond words.
It was not until I looked down at Johnny once more that I noticed his hard dick futilely wiggling about. In that instance, all those feelings of being strong, sexy, deadly, and a true woman overflowed me, and I squeezed harder than ever before. Johnny let out one last audible struggle. When he finally gave in, that’s when my pussy exploded, landing on his face. I watched his puny dick jizz one last time, and then he was completely still.
I had done it. On behalf of all females, I had proved that women could be just as powerful, if not far more powerful than men. I was David, and Johnny was Goliath. Try as he may, even the immaculately physiqued football player could not conquer me, a puny girl. I marveled at how the sheer power of my thighs was enough to defeat a strong man. The last thing Johnny ever felt was my thick, juicy thighs planted on his face, and the last thing he ever smelt was the feminine stench of a tough girl who had just worked out. He hated the idea of a girl being stronger than him, yet it was I, a mere girl, who was his ultimate downfall. Smiling, I stood up and triumphantly placed my smooth foot down on top of his little dick, my hands proudly resting on my slender hips.
I was a true woman. I had conquered man.
Jo
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