Big girls rule

(F/F domination)


"Bo-ring!" I jeered at the television. My boyfriend and I were at home late
one Saturday night watching and we were watching a women's wrestling match
on TV with his best friend and his new girlfriend. It was horrible! The women
had no wrestling skills; no acting skills and they were dog ugly to boot.

"Oh, come on, Ginger, it's not that bad!" exclaimed my boyfriend Ron.

"Not that bad? Are you watching this? Look at that punch - the girl
missed by a mile and the other one is acting like she was decapitated! Turn it
off!"

"Oh, come on, Ginger, when do I get to see women roll around like this?"
complained Jeff, Ron's best friend.

I laughed and said, "Jeff, will you look at this? Look at that little Japanese
girl take down that big wrestler. That doesn't happen in real life." When I said
that Ron's girlfriend Jane sat up and gave me a snotty look.

"A thin, fit woman can beat some big, fat slob anytime," she said with a
nasty smile. "For example, if I were wrestling you I could put you out for the
count in no time."

Was I hearing things or did she just infer that I was a big, fat slob? Now
don't get me wrong, I am a big woman - at 5'5" and 250 pounds I am pretty solid.
But I work out so I am also pretty strong. And most people find my big brown
eyes and red hair attractive. And no one should consider me a slob the way I
dress.

I stood up and faced Jane. "Oh, really? And if you were wrestling me how
would you accomplish that?"

Jane smirked and stood nose to nose with me. She was about two inches
shorter than I was but she weighed far less - like maybe 110 pounds. Her hair
was jet black and hung in a ponytail to the middle of her back. Her black eyes
glared at me as she got right in my face. "It wouldn't take much you fat bitch."

Whoa! Fat bitch - and she's in my house and I've never done anything to
her? Then I see her kind of look over her shoulder at Jeff. Jeff and Ron are
smart men - they would never interrupt when it looks like a catfight is about to
start. So Jane thinks she's going to impress Jeff by kicking my ass? I don't think
so.

I stepped back a few steps and raised my arms. "Fine, slut, come on and
give it your best shot!"

Jane jumped up onto the couch and launched herself at me in a full body
block. I think she hoped to knock me down and get me winded. Instead I caught
her in my arms and set her down on her feet. A couple of buttons popped on her
little knit top and her skirt had inched up over her thighs. I reached out and patted
her cheek. "Better sit down now little girl, before you get hurt."

Rage leaped in her eyes and she backed up a few steps then charged me.
I sidestepped her rush and caught her left arm as she went by, quickly twisting it
behind her back. She cried out in pain and I ratcheted it up a little higher. "Take
my advice little girl, you don't want to mess with me." I pushed her away and she
whirled around and slapped me.

"Fuck you!" she screamed as she raised her hand to slap me again. But
nobody but my mama ever slapped me twice.

I caught her hand and pulled her towards me and raised my knee into her
gut once, twice, three times. She collapsed onto her knees and I quickly moved
to a side armbar. I drove my elbow into her shoulder and she screamed. When I
released her arm it hung limp at her side. I grabbed her other arm, pulled her to
her feet and used it to pull her towards me as I kneed her in her tits. I twisted her
arm into a chickenwing raising it higher and higher until she was screeching like
the harpy she was. I pushed her forward and she landed on her face. I grabbed
both her arms and put a foot between her shoulderblades and pulled back. Jane
howled in pain. I gave her a few good jerks then let her fall flat on her face a
again. I dropped to my knees and the rough texture of the rug gave me an idea.
I grabbed the back of her top and it gave way completely in my hands. She
wasn't wearing a bra - she didn't have much to put in it.

Jane lay on the rug, unable to move her arms enough to raise her face off
the floor. I grabbed one leg and dragged her a few feet across the rug as she
screamed in pain. Using my foot I turned her over to see if my idea had worked.
It had. Rug burns abraded her tits and belly and chin. I took a good handful of
that ponytail and pulled her to her knees. I dragged her over to the couch where
Ron and Jeff scrambled to get out of the way with goofy grins on their faces. I
leaned her back over the sofa arm and put my forearm on her throat and bent her
backwards. She struggled weakly, but I was easily able to control her. Her
stomach made an inviting target so I pumped a heavy punch into her gut. Jane
made a whistling sound like a teakettle. I laughed and punched her again. I
turned around and looked at the guys.

"Am I done with her yet?" I asked mischievously. "Oh, God I hope not,"
moaned Ron. I looked over at Jeff who was stroking himself through his jeans.
"Might not be much left of your girlfriend when I get through, " I warned. "She's a
fucking bitch and I was through with her anyway, " he gasped. "You are
awesome, don't stop now!" "You haven't seen awesome, yet, big boy, "I teased
as I reached down and pulled off my t-shirt and unhooked my bra, releasing my
mammoth 46DD tits.

I reached down and grabbed her hair and pulled her to her feet. She faced
me on rubbery legs, not nearly as cocky as she was when she started this. I
wrapped my arms around Jane's tiny waist and started to squeeze. Her arms
hung useless at her sides as I lifted her off of the floor into my powerful bearhug.
Her breath hitched and I put more strength into the hug. Each time she exhaled
to try to get a deep breath I tightened my hold a little more, slowly forcing the air
out of her. Her breasts were totally engulfed by mine. Her head swayed back as
she began to lose consciousness, but I wasn't ready to put her out of her misery
yet.

I let her drop to the ground and she flopped down on her back. I knelt
down beside her and dug my fingers into her stomach in an abdominal claw.
She cried out weakly as I pressed down, torturing her ab muscles. I straddled her
and slowly lowered my massive breasts down onto her face. She shivered as
her air was cut off and I wrapped my arms around her head. I could hear the
moans of the men behind me as they watched me totally dominate Jane. Soon
her tremors ceased and she was out cold on the floor.
I got up and looked at Ron and Jeff. They sat there with their magnificent
erections in hand. Seemed a shame to leave them to their own devices. But
that's another story...