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HOME FOR THE HOLIDAYS: Angie vs Judy
They say familiarity can breed contempt. Families can, too. During her childhood pretty brunette Angie Langdon looked up to her older sister, Judy, but as she grew older she began to resent her. Angie grew to become an attractive young woman, with very long, black hair, a nice figure, and a pretty face. In most peoples’ eyes, however, she fell short of her sister Judy, with her golden hair, her perfect figure, blue eyes, and beautiful face. Angie was pale, while Judy was tan. Angie had been a cheerleader in high school, but Judy had been head cheerleader. Angie had been on the volleyball team, but Judy had won trophies for both tennis and track. Angie could never beat her sister, and she quietly hated her for it.
Judy left town after graduation to attend a distant college. The sisters only saw each other when Judy returned each Christmas for a brief visit. When Judy arrived, Angie felt that all of her parents’ attention was ripped from her and showered on Judy. She ignored the obvious fact that her parents only saw their older daughter for a few days each year. After high school Angie had attended college too, but she couldn’t make the grade. She dropped out after only a few months and moved back into her room in her parents’ house. Angie’s boyfriend stayed at the college and left her for a college girl. After getting her degree, Judy had stayed in her college town. Angie knew the only reason Judy wasn’t married was because she had too many boyfriends to choose from. That burned Angie, whose boyfriend had dumped her.
Christmas approached. Their parents had converted Judy’s old room into a den. Angie knew that when Judy arrived, she would have to share her room with her big sister. Angie hated that, too.
Judy arrived a day early. “I’m home!” She flashed a smile.
Her parents ran to give her hugs.
Angie grumbled, “This isn’t your home. You don’t live here anymore.”
Judy’s smile faded slightly, but she was happy to see her family, including her sister. Judy’s early arrival created a problem. Her parents were committed to attending a party at her mother’s boss’s house. They said they’d be gone for a couple of hours and promised that when they returned, they would take both their daughters out for a late dinner.
After they left, Judy tried to catch up with her younger sister, but Angie wasn’t in the mood to listen to Judy tell her about all her achievements. Judy relented, deciding to read a magazine. Angie sized up her older sister. Things had changed. Angie wasn’t a little girl anymore. She was a grown woman. She exactly matched her sister’s height, and she had about ten pounds on her. She liked her chances. She was looking for any excuse to take Judy on and prove that she was now the top sister in the family.
After a while, they went up to the room they had to share to get ready to go out later. Being sisters, they had no problem changing in the same room. Angie sat on the foot of her bed. Judy sat on a nearby chair by a dresser with a mirror, combing her blond hair. Both were wearing only their white bras and panties. Angie sat behind Judy, her eyes burning a hole in her sister’s back.
Aware of it, Judy asked, “What?”
“Vain much?”
Judy looked back. “I’m only combing my hair.”
“You’ve been combing it for twenty minutes. You think you’re so pretty!”
“I’m only trying to look good for when we go out later.”
“No. You’re not trying to look good. You’re trying to look better than me!”
Judy rose and turned to Angie. “You’ve been on me since I got here. What’s your problem?”
Angie stood toe-to-toe with Judy, both in only their bras and panties. “You really want to know? You waltz in here once a year and expect to take over, like you did when we were kids! You even take my room!”
Judy said, “I think you can put up with me for a few days! I only get to see Mom and Dad once a year!”
“No,” Angie hissed. “You only CHOOSE to see them once a year! You’re not really even part of this family anymore.”
Genuinely hurt, Judy said, “Angie Langdon, that’s a terrible thing to say!”
A lifetime of playing second fiddle pushed Angie over the edge. “You always had to be better than me! When you come back, you act like you can take up where you left off. Well, not anymore! I’ve had a lifetime of putting up with you, and I’m sick of it!”
Pain filled Judy’s blue eyes, but her anger rose, too. “Do you think you were so easy to live with? What do you think it was like for me when I was a little girl and all of Mom and Dad’s attention shifted to the new baby? What do you think it was like when I got older? Every year I got a few gifts, but Christmas was all about you! Everything was about you. Did I ever complain? No, I didn’t, because you’re my sister. Do you know how many times Mom and Dad expected me to stay home and babysit you instead of going out with my friends or boyfriends? I never complained. I did it because you’re my sister.”
Angie scowled. “Oh, do you expect me to act like I owe you? Well, I don’t!” She shoved Judy back on her heels. Shocked, Judy said, “Don’t push me.” Angie shoved Judy back again. She stepped forward for a third shove, but Judy thrust a straight arm out, palm on Angie’s bare shoulder. “I said, don’t push me!” Angie pulled Judys hand off. A brief scuffle became a shoving match. Angie pushed Judy down to the floor at Angie’s feet! Judy looked up, shocked that her little sister was able to send her down so easily.
Angie stood over Judy in a wide stance, hands on the sides of her hips, looking down with satisfaction. “Aw, are you going to tell Mom and Dad? Aren’t you woman enough to take me on?” Judy looked up. “Oh, I’m woman enough. I just don’t want to hurt you!” Angie’s eyes narrowed. “Try.” Judy tried to get to her feet, but Angie slapped on a side headlock. With a quick twist and hip toss, she sent Judy back down to the floor. Again, as Judy tried to rise, Angie lunged, shoving Judy back and sending her rolling across the bed and toppling off the far side. Angie trumpeted, “Face it, ‘Big Sister’, I’M the top sister AND the top daughter now!” Judy pulled herself up. “Not on the best day you’ll ever have!”
They faced off, wearing only their bras and panties. Judy was 5’6” and weighed 112 pounds with shimmering, golden hair that fell past her shoulders. Angie was also 5’6” and weighed 121 pounds with long, black hair that fell down her back to her hips.
Angie tried to shove Judy, but the blonde pushed the pale brunette’s hand away. They both shoved wildly, until they ended up clasping hands, fingers between fingers, in a schoolgirl mercy match. They strained eye-to-eye, but slowly, Angie forced Judy to her knees. Angie put her bare foot on her sister’s face and forced her down to her back.
Foot on Judy’s bare belly, Angie looked down at her and gloated. “Ha! Ha! Ha! Am I too much for you?”
Flat on her back, the blond sister stuck out her tongue. Angie sat on her big sister and tried to pin her arms. Judy kicked and bucked her body until she fought free. They rolled on the carpet and then struggled to reach their feet. Judy got behind Angie, wrapped her arms under Angie’s from behind and clamped her hands together behind Angie’s neck, putting the younger sister in a full nelson.
“Stop it, Angie! I don’t want to hurt you!”
Angie shouted, “YOU don’t want to hurt ME? You arrogant B—”
Angie planted her feet and forced them backward, slamming Judy’s back against the wall to break the hold. Judy shoved Angie forward. Angie stumbled, but she spun and hit her sister flat in the mouth! Judy sank.
Judy looked up from her knees with the back of one hand up over her mouth protectively, her blue eyes wide and filled with shock. She couldn’t believe her sister would go so far! Angie stomped in. Judy tried to defend herself. She pushed Angie down, but as she tried to crawl on top, Angie kicked her legs up around Judy’s head and took her down into a leg scissors. Angie’s thighs squeezed mercilessly around Judy’s face! Judy tugged desperately at her sister’s legs, but they were too strong. She couldn’t pull them off.
Angie laughed at her sister. “Ha! You’re at my mercy! Admit that I’m the better sister! Do it! I’ll MAKE you!” She squeezed with all her strength. Her thighs crushed Judy’s face between them.
Face red, Judy’s feet pounded the carpet. “Angie! Gasp! Y-You’re really hurting me!”
“GOOD!”
Judy was on the verge of having to obey her sister’s demand, but she ran her hand down Angie’s bare leg to her foot and yanked Angie’s toes back. Angie cried out but gave her sister a series of wild pumps. Judy yanked Angie’s toes harder and harder. It was a battle of wills. Angie couldn’t take it. She let go.
They fought to their knees and struggle wildly. Angie prevailed. She got behind her sister, both still on their knees. From behind, Angie wrapped one arm around Judy’s neck under her chin, Angie’s inner elbow against Judy’s throat. Angie choked her from behind. Judy’s eyes were closed, her mouth open, gasping for air! Angie taunted, “The only way you’re getting out of this is to admit that I’m better than you! Admit that I’M the top sister now!”
Judy pinched her younger sister’s arm wickedly. Angie screamed and let go. Judy spun to face Angie, both still on their knees, crouching slightly, arms apart, hands open at their sides. Judy shouted, “Fine! If you want a fight, I’ll give you one!” Angie growled, “Bring it!” Angie threw closed fists. Judy wasn’t ready to go that far, but a tremendous slap to Angie’s cheek sent her spinning down to her front. Judy mounted her little sister, sitting hips on hips. She reached her arms
under Angie’s arms, cupped her palms on the front of Angie’s shoulders, and pulled up and back, pulling Angie’s top half up and back while pinning Angie’s lower half down under her. That made Angie’s lower back have to bend backward, the wrong way! Angie let out a harsh cry. Her hands flopped and flailed. She cried out again. She looked back over her shoulder at her sister through pleading eyes. Judy asked, “Had enough?” Angie refused to give up. She dug her fingernails into Judy’s flesh and raked them down Judy’s golden legs. Judy screamed and toppled off.
Again, they rose to their knees. Angie went for her sister’s hair. Judy returned it. A vicious hairpulling match began. Tears welled in Angie’s eyes. She was losing again. She reached in and scratched her sister’s eyes. Judy cried out and spun down, lying on her stomach. Now Angie sat hips on hips on her big sister. She seized Judy’s hair and used it to pull her head up and back, putting the blonde beauty in a brutal hair pull clutch. Judy screamed in pain. With a wicked smile, Angie rubbed Judy’s face in the carpet before returning to the hair pull. Angie taunted, “You’d better admit I’m better than you, before I pull out all of your stupid, blond hair! I’ll do it!” Angie laughed. “Where are my scissors? I’ll cut off all your hair and leave you bald! How pretty will you be then?” Tears welling, Judy clamped her hands over her hair in a vain attempt to protect her golden locks and cried, “Don’t you dare, Angie Langdon! Don’t you D-A-R-E!”
When Angie reached for the scissors, Judy knocked her off.
Judy knew Angie would have done it. She knew she was in a fight to the finish against a grown woman as strong as she was. The gloves were off. They raced up. Again, Angie went for Judy’s blue eyes, but Judy drove her knee deep into Angie’s bare belly. Angie fell to her side. Judy grabbed one of Angie’s wrists and one of her ankles and pulled them up while digging her foot into Angie’s side. Angie cried out in pain, slapping the carpet with her free hand. Judy kept up the punishment. Judy shouted, “Give up, Angie!” Angie shouted, “No! I Won’t!” Judy asked, “Can’t we just be equals?” Angie yelled, “No! I’m the top sister now!” Angie summoned all her strength and pulled her sister down.
They rose and exchanged wild slaps to each other’s faces and exposed bodies. Judy turned Angie’s pale belly pink. Angie’s thighs shuddered and her ankles turned under. Then Judy sent her fist deep into Angie’s belly! Angie doubled over, devastated. Judy pushed Angie down on the bed and mounted her. Face red, Angie looked up at Judy with fear in her eyes. Pushed too far, Judy rained down slaps until Angie couldn’t slap back or even defend herself. Angie burst into tears. Simply unable to accept being beaten by Judy, Angie toppled them to the floor. Desperate, she went for Judy’s eyes again. Furious, Judy shouted, “That’s it! Say goodbye to YOUR hair!” She seized the hair on either side of Angie’s face and began a savage hair pull. Angie cupped her palms over her hair in a useless attempt to protect herself. The dam broke. Angie bawled, her bare feet kicking and pounding the floor. With her shoulders pinned under Judy’s knees, she was helpless. Angie cried, “Stop it! Stop it! Please?”
Judy stopped. She pulled her sobbing sister to her knees and stood over her. “You scratch my eyes, choke me, and try to cut off my hair, and now you want me to stop? You didn’t show me any mercy. Maybe it’s time I finished this for good!” Judy slowly drew back her fist. Totally defeated, Angie looked up from her knees through a waterfall of tears. Her face was beet red, her mouth open showing her top teeth, her bottom lip quivering. She folded her hands together as if praying, literally begging for mercy at her sister’s feet. In a tiny, beaten voice, Angie cried “Mercy! I give up! Oh, please! I’m begging you!”
Judy knew Angie wouldn’t have given any to her, but she just couldn’t do it. Instead, she forced Angie down on her back on the floor and lie on her, using her body to pin Angie down head to toe. Eye to eye, Judy said, “Get this straight, you spoiled brat! I AM better than you! I’m better because I study harder, work harder, and try harder than you ever do! I’m not the top sister because I’m a little older than you are. I’m the top sister in this family because I EARNED it!”
Judy got up. “Okay. I’ll show you the mercy you wouldn’t have shown me, but first, I’m going to do something Mom and Dad should have done a long, long time ago!”
Judy sat on the end of the bed, lay Angie out over her lap, and gave her sister a spanking until Angie’s pale hips turned pink.
Angie could offer no resistance. When Judy let her go, she sat quietly, humbled. She knew she had lost.
When it was all over, they had to hurry to get dressed for their evening out with their parents. Judy had gone relatively easy on Angie, but they had to use more make up than usual to hide any evidence of their battle. That night when they went out, Angie was exceptionally well behaved toward her big sister. She knew she had better be. Judy had put her in her place. Oh, well. Angie knew she only had to put up with Judy for a few days, and then she would be gone.
Besides, there was always next Christmas.
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