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Subject: {ASSM} Rough and Tumble (mf nc-m nc-f anal ws bd)
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Date: Wed, 19 Nov 2008 10:10:04 -0500
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Rough and Tumble *
By Puck512
mf nc-m, nc-f, anal, ws, bd

* Warning: fiction.

It all started when my cousin Sally stole my gameboy.   There was
no love lost between us, and though we were both fifteen, we had
never really had outgrown the fine art of tormenting each other.
 I suppose she was a pretty enough girl but I didn't like her
enough to notice.   The day it happened she was wearing a button
cutoff shirt that she had rolled up the bottom and tied under her
breasts.  She was also wearing a pair of jeans she had cut
herself to be far too short and which would no doubt draw the
attentions of any guy who didn't know what a mean piece of crap
she really was.

I guess I was dressed no better, just a pair of cutoff jeans, no
shirt.   Our parents were farmers and in the hot summer days it
didn't pay much to wear too much unless you needed to do
something that required protection.   We were neighbors of course
and our parents visited often.  They didn't care if we ran off
unsupervised because they knew we hated each other -- we were
more likely to kill each other than, well.. We'll get to that.

So the bitch stole my game boy and took off running into the
fields with me chasing her.  Not too many months past she might
have gotten away with it, she was fast and tall, but recently I
had a bit of a growth spurt and to both our surprise I caught up
and tackled her, knocking her to the ground.

"Get the fuck off me you piece of shit moron!" She screamed..

"Give me my fucking game boy back!"  I demanded.

She turned over onto her back, me still straddling her and I
don't think I'll ever forget how full of venom her mean face was.
 I lunged, reaching for the game boy but she jerked it away
before I could snatch it.

"Go fish!" She smirked and the bitch threw the gameboy into a
small pool of water nearby.

I'd never been so angry in all my life and for the first time in
my life I slapped her, hard enough to leave her face red.

"Get the fuck off me!" She screamed.   Loud.  But we were out in
the middle of nowhere and there was a decent wind.

I was still furious beyond words and I did the only thing that
came to mind, I reached down, tugged the knot in her shirt and
ripped it off her.  I really did rip it off, the stitching was
old and ragged and it just popped right off.

She looked at me in utter surprise and I stared at her breasts in
utter amazement.   They really were nice and the first pair I'd
ever had a chance to gander.

Suddenly she turned into a wildcat beneath me, punching me,
hitting me and worst of all yelling, "Give - That - Back!"  each
word impossibly louder and more menacing than the last.

"Even trade!" I yelled, jumping back and dashing into the summer
wheat.

I ran like the wind and she ran like a tornado yelling and
screeching obscenities behind me.   I wasn't thinking about
anything other than getting away from her, this was way over the
top, even for us.  And yea, I was thinking about her breasts.

Sue me.

I actually made it to the old barn that straddled our two
properties; our farms were huge so we really were in the middle
of nowhere.  I'd just broke through the dilapidated door when she
lunged and tackled me from behind sending me hard to the ground
and knocking my head so hard I blacked out for a minute.

A minute was all the bitch needed.

When I came to I was sitting up against a support beam and my
hands were tied around the beam and behind my back.   She had her
back to me trying to do something with her ripped shirt.

Finally she gave up and turned around her face red with anger.  
"Fucking farmboy you ruined my favorite shirt."

"You stole my gameboy!"  I protested.   Ok it was lame but the
entire fucking relationship was lame.

"You ogled my breasts!"

"Oh God, like anyone would want those sorry old bags."

She didn't say anything, she just stood there glaring at me
getting madder and shaking.  It was then I kind of realized this
was not going to end well.

"You HIT me!" she said finally.

"You deserved it.  You destroyed my fucking gameboy!"

Again she didn't say anything, but she did do something.  She
reached down and started unbuttoning my pants.

"Hey!  Hey!" I protested, trying to kick her away.  Undeterred
she straddled me so I couldn't do anything.  Finally she had the
button free and the zipper and despite my best efforts had me
tied and naked before her.   Yea it was summer and it was hot, I
never did like underwear.

"You ogle me, I ogle you."  She leered.

There was nothing I could do so I just turned my head and stayed
silent.

"Tiny little thing."   She said in a normal sounding voice that
made it hit home even more if she had tried to say it with venom.

I blushed.  I wasn't tiny.   I wasn't anything special but I'd
seen enough boys in the locker room to know I was at least middle
or a little ahead of the pack; but when a half-naked girl calls
you tiny and it's definitely a hit below the belt - whatever your
size.

"You gay?" she asked in all fucking sincerity.

"Fuck no!" I screamed and turned to spit in her face.  I missed.


"I dunno, a pretty girl with nice breasts before you, you totally
naked... Seems a normal guy wouldn't be so tiny.  I think you're
gay."

"I think I'm tied up in a fucking barn with a bitch that's no
more attractive to me than my dog."

"Dogs, sheep, guys, but not girls huh?"

"Not you."  I said as dangerously as I could.

"Oh I bet I could make you like me.   I've got feminine whiles
and men are pigs.  They'll fuck anything even if they are a sheep
fucking gay cowpoke."

"I'd sooner fuck hot iron."  I hissed and turned my head away.

I heard a rustling and turned to see her dropping her pants and
her standing completely naked in front of me.

Damn but that girl was fine.   She was just starting to fill in,
in all the right places.  It is a testament to my everlasting
hatred of her that I stayed as limp as a wet noodle.

"Definitely gay."  She said as she strutted in front of me like a
whore at 3am with the rent coming due.   I spit at her again and
turned my head.

"Definitely a challenge."   She cooed as she straddled me and
placed her pussy right on top of my limp dick.

She put her face next to mine and whispered in my ear, "My hot
pussy is right on top of you, feel me moving?  Feel my wet pussy
lips brushing up and down your cock?   A normal guy would grow
right up inside me, a real guy would have me ass down in the dirt
pounding my pussy not waiting for some girl to go all cowgirl on
him and do all the work.   Is that what you do when you hang with
your gay friends?  You just bend over and take it while they
pound your fucking loosey juicy ass?"

Every gross and disgusting thing I could think of, I thought of
to keep from getting an erection and letting her win, but damn it
was hard.  She was soaking wet and had my cock soaking wet and it
flopped up and down as she dragged her hot she-devil pussy up and
down my cock, grinding her crotch against mine.  I almost lost it
when I felt her rock hard nipples drag up and down my chest but
recovered mightily just picturing her as mean and as ugly as my
hatred of her.

After a minute she sighed and got up, "you queer sheep fuckers
are a hard lot."

"Bitch!   You're going to be in so much trouble!"

She laughed as she started scouting around the barn.   "You going
to run crying and screaming and tell everyone how you had a hot
young girl in your arms, all ready and wet to be fucked by you
but you were too much a queer sheep fucking faggot to even get it
up?"

She had a point.  It's not something I'd be keen to tell people.
I'd have to murder her in her sleep instead.

"Ah!  This will do."

I couldn't see her but there was a sudden crack of something
breaking.  When I could see her again she was triumphantly
carrying a broken-off broom handle.   The end had been dipped in
oil or grease or something.

I really try not to think about the lube.

I thought I had known fear before that day.  One time when I was
a kid I had fallen into a well and it took two days for people to
find me and get me out.   I thought I had been afraid.  I was
wrong.

"If the fag won't do the girl, the girl will do the fag."   She
said smiling... sweetly.

"Look, this has gone too far."  I protested.   "You can't do
this!"

"I can't?  Really?  I don't see anything stopping me, least of
all a man."

She knelt down and jabbed me.  I screamed in pain as she missed
and hit me just below my balls - hard.   She was really going to
do it!   The next jab it really went in, and it didn't go easy
despite the grease.   I yelled in pain and agony as she tore me a
new one.

"Oh yea baby!  You like that!"  She said as she straddled me
again, this time her back to me but her crotch definitely rubbing
my cock again.

It was hard to think as she used the broomstick as a poor-man's
dildo.  At first it was a sea of pain and it forced me to work
with her, if I didn't relax on her thrusts I was in agony,
eventually I loosened up enough for the pain to subside and left
with just the feel of the broomstick working in and out of me and
a mild euphoria.  Oh yea and the feel of her dirty stinking
disease infested hairy cunt rubbing against my cock.

"You ARE going to cum for me!"  She hissed.

Did I detect a note of frustration in her voice?

Realizing that maybe what she was doing -- everything she was
doing -- was the un-sexiest thing imaginable she gave up and
tossed the handle against the wall.

Shifting positions she moved her face down to my cock and slurped
me into her mouth.  I think I could have withstood anything but
that.  I tried I called her a fucking cock-sucking whore but she
just kept sucking me, tonguing me, letting me flop inside her
mouth and to my horror the heat and the wet and the friction and
the suction had me on the fucking edge but I just couldn't hold
back when she started to gently massage my balls.

I swelled in her mouth.

Having me fully aroused she shifted and straddled me again, her
hand reaching between us and guiding me into her.   She rode me,
face to face, breast to chest, crotch to crotch, her hips moving
swiftly back and forward, one hand between us she used to
furiously rub her clit.  She wasn't quiet either.  We were in the
middle of nowhere and she was shouting her victory to the world.


If I hadn't tried to resist so long maybe I could have shot early
leaving her to whore a poor slut's orgasm with her hand.  But she
fucking came with me, or I came because she came and the ride got
so wild her pussy clenching me, her moans, her grunts, her
screams, her hips moving so fucking fast up and down, her breasts
bouncing, the scent of our sweat, her stink, maybe I just wanted
to fucking knock her up I don't know, but I came.

To this very day I'm ashamed to admit it but yea, I came and I
came hard.   It was definitely a good-news/bad-news kinda moment.

Gasping, panting, smirking she leered at me, "I win.  Fucking
wimp."   And the bitch stood up and pissed on my cock.  The hot
warm stream splashing on my cock mixing with her juices and then
she adjusted the stream and it crept up my stomach to my chest
and then soaked my head.

She put her pants back on and went over to an old rusty toolbox
and fished out an even older, rusty pocket knife and put it in my
hand before she left..

I was furiously trying to cut the cords with that busted up dull
knife as she stopped by the door, her top and my pants in her
hand.  She raised the pants and said, "I've got your number now.
I can have you anytime I want."

It took me three hours to get myself free, thankfully it was dark
by the time I got home after a quick detour for a skinny dip in
the pond and I was able to fish out a pair of swim trunks from
the camper and pretend life was still somehow still normal.

She did win that day.

We avoided each other the next time her folks were over though I
did have to suffer a suggestive wink or two, and a foot in my
crotch during dinner.

The next week I casually picked up her purse and headed into the
fields, making sure she saw me holding it before I disappeared.
I heard my name being screamed at the top of her lungs and I cut
loose.   It was a dangerous game I was about to play, but I
couldn't live with myself if things had stayed the way they were.

She chased me until I figured we were far enough away and then I
stopped and waited for her.   It didn't take long she almost
crashed into me, but I sidestepped her with my arm out and she
tumbled hard to the ground.

She fought, but I wasn't tied up this time and I was bigger than
her, and stronger.   Her shirt didn't rip, but it was enough to
see her breasts bared as I straddled her.  They were heaving from
her exertions but something more.  Her nipples were as hard as my
cock and it was a hundred degrees out easy.  Fucking slut was
turned on.  Maybe she thought she'd "Win" again.

I ripped off her pants, made easier as she struggled to get away,
but I grabbed her ankle and she fell twisting to the ground as I
landed on top of her.  I slid into her easily, she was soaked and
hot and I could feel her pussy tighten around my cock, throbbing.


Fuck, she wanted this.   She wasn't even trying to fight back.  
She was even bucking her hips.

Fuck.

I forced her to turn over and it wasn't until I slid into her
ass, aided by her own juices that she realized that this time I
was going to win..   I fucked her ass hard, grunting as she just
lay there, resigned to her fate.

I never felt more powerful or vindicated than when I came inside
her.

Revenge was fucking sweet.

I pulled out and lowered myself shit and cum covered cock into
her pussy.   I was done now, but not finished.  Though I was
painfully hard, I finally relaxed enough to let loose all the
water I had deliberately drunk that day..   I pissed in her cunt,
I pissed until I filled her to overflowing and it sprayed back
out over my crotch.

That's when I kind of lost the full point.   Power-trip high,
cock still hard, buried deep in a hot-throbbing pussy that was
totally soaked in her juices and my piss and well, shit, even a
piss high, the engine was revved for another go.  We started with
me on top of her back  but we ended up doggie style.   I for
fuck's sake wasn't gentle.  I pounded that pussy good with all my
pent-up fury and rage and each time I plunged, my piss and her
juice squirted out.  It was a fucking turnon.

I clawed her shoulder I pulled her hair.  She loved it though,
she was fucking screaming her head off and not the "oh no stop,
you're raping me" screams.   I finally had to put arm around her
neck almost chocking her just to shut her up.  Ok I was
definitely choking her.  She fucking loved it though her cunt
muscles practically amputated my prick they were squeezing so
hard as she came.

That was a mistake, I had no idea choking a person would give
them a world class orgasm.

Fuckit, she probably came harder than me.  And I came HARD.   It
wasn't as good as the first because of all the revenge sweetness
but it FELT better.

She was gasping for breath, naked in the dirt and the mud as I
stood up and collected my pants and her clothes.   I was going to
make some triumphant declaration or another but I just didn't
have it left in me.  I'd made my point.  We were even.  We both
knew it.

That wasn't the end of it of course.   A few weeks later she
stole my wallet...  Cunt ran me through a tripwire and into a
net.   I got even by sneaking into her room, right next to her
parents, and fucking her silly knowing she couldn't do a single
thing not even a single grunt without giving the whole game away.
  The bitch always was noisy, no way she came.  I almost got
caught though.

Made it all the better.

It kept going like that off and on for a few years.  What can I
say?  Like I said, our whole fucking relationship was lame.

Sure was interesting though.

These days I kinda miss her.  Don't you dare tell her I said so.
It's just safewords kinda take all the fun out of things ya know?

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