My name is Ellen and I'm a 26-year old gym teacher. I'm 5'8" tall,weigh 142 pounds and am considered quite attractive with shoulder-length auburn hair and a 38-25-37 figure. My background in gymnasticsand swimming has given me much strength and muscular definition in myshoulders, arms and legs. Although I had never wrestled a man, I havebeen very competitive with them and love to soundly defeat them intennis or racquetball.
Recently, I have been seeing a 30-year old lawyer named Rick, who toldme of his fantasy of wrestling a woman. After checking out his 5'9",somewhat soft body, I told him I would wrestle him the followingFriday.
That Friday I went to his house and we cleared the furniture. I wentto his bedroom to change into my shiny black lycra leotard andreturned to find Rick in a pair of gray running shorts. We decided towrestle for one hour, and he set an alarm clock to end the match.
We started somewhat slowly, as neither of us was quite sure what toexpect. We pushed each other around and tried to trip each other withour feet. Suddenly, he got me in a headlock and applied pressure.Rick was stronger than I had anticipated and it hurt. He flipped meover his hip and followed me down with his legs spread wide forstability while continuing to squeeze my head. But I was able to workmy hands inside his arms and separate them, breaking the hold.
Pushing his head face-down to the carpet, I sat on his back facing hisfeet. I grabbed his right foot and pulled it toward me while twistinghis ankle. Rick groaned and slapped the carpet as I increased thepressure. Still holding his foot, I spun around and scissored hisleft arm tightly. Now Rick was in major trouble. I still had his legcaptured, and he was now immobilized with all my weight on his back.My scissor hold was overextending his shoulder and elbow.
After five minutes, his struggling weakened and Rick gasped out hissubmission. I released the holds, turned him onto his back and satfirmly on his chest, pinning his arms under my knees. I told him thatthis was a one-hour match, and less than 20 minutes had passed. Idecided to rest in this position for a few minutes. Rick was unableto recuperate as my weight hindered his breathing and my knees weredigging painfully into his upper arms. Every few moments, I wouldtaunt him by saying things like, "I'm really enjoying this, Rick,aren't you?" or "You can do better, just try harder. I'm only agirl."
Rick's energy was totally spent, so I decided to practice a few holdsI had learned. First, I rolled him onto his stomach, grabbed both hiswrists and pulled his arms back. Standing over him, I pushed my footinto his back for leverage as I worked my surfboard. After a coupleof minutes I released the hold and, dropping to my knees, secured afull-nelson. Rolling to the right onto my back, I pulled him on topof me and added leg scissors low across his waist. Boring down on hisneck, I could feel the muscles stretch as I powered the nelson andenjoyed his scream of pain as I tightened the scissors. Then I easedup a bit on both holds until I could feel his body relax. Suddenly, Ipulled up on the nelson while pushing down hard with the scissors,painfully stretching his back.
For the next 20 minutes I gleefully played cat and mouse with him, asI applied more holds. I would maintain each hold for two or threeminutes, tightening and relaxing them at my whim. Immediately beforereleasing a hold, I would power it full force so that he would behelpless to resist the next hold. I put him in a hammerlock, a camelclutch, a figure-four leg lock, a Japanese arm stretch and severalother holds. When relaxing a hold, I would continue to taunt him byasking him if he was still enjoying himself or if he could suggestsome more holds. Before he could answer, I would tighten the hold sohis only response would be a muffled scream.
I had Rick in a head scissors when the alarm rang. I was on my side,propped up on my elbow, so I could savor his feeble struggle as hetried vainly to free his head from my strong thighs. Since I washaving so much fun crushing his head, I held him for a few minuteslonger before releasing him.
I knelt down next to him and thanked him for introducing me towrestling. I told him that I would like to wrestle him again becausethere were some holds I had not gotten to try. Rick moaned softly,"Well, I don't know." I said that if he wouldn't agree to wrestle meagain that I would try them right then, so he weakly consented. Weset the date for four weeks from now. Next time I'll make Rick writeyou describing the match.
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