mixed wrestling story

Jana Linke Sippl is an imposing lady. At 210lbs of pure muscle, she can bend her opponents like pretzels and then flatten them. That is just what happened to Del when filming a clip. It was supposed to be a simple video shoot. But Jana really got into overpowering him and shut him down with intense butt drops.

The video began and continued as expected. Jana twisted Del onto his back. He tried to break free but Jana quickly got her weight onto his chest and got control of his arms. One was seized by his wrist and the other was tied up in her powerful thighs. With her body on his chest and arms immobilized, all he could do was to bring his legs close and attempt to use them as leverage to twist out. He made just a little progress with this until Jana just stretched his arms out even more by using her legs and arms. It was not long before his struggles to get out of the cross body pin were completely useless.

Jana then postured up and swung herself astride him and into a grapevine pin. Her legs are intensely powerful and Del had pretty much zero chance of overpowering her thighs. Jana was truly enjoying her mastery over Del. He has very strong arms but so does Jana. With her weight on top of him and upper body supporting her arms as she had his wrists, Del could not get his arms free. He was totally immobilized by her grapevine pin.

It was supposed to be a routine video shoot, but she was taking real pleasure in the defeat she was handing out. Jana decided what she wanted to do next to take it even further.

Jana released Del’s legs from the grapevine and launched herself into the mount position, crashing her ass onto his stomach. At 210lbs, this resulted in quite an impact almost knocking the wind out of Del. Jana put her knees onto his shoulders and sat upright.

He took stock of his predicament as she continued sitting on him and tried to get his stamina back. Del knew he could not move his upper body with her powerful thighs tying up his arms and twisting out would never work with her weight bearing down on his belly. The only thing he had that was free was his legs. With that, he pulled them in close and bucked upwards trying to dislodge Jana. But she has good balance and when he couldn’t keep her lifted with his legs and let go, her weight crashed back on top of him.

Jana took a lot of enjoyment in this and then lifted herself up and dropped her ass onto his stomach causing him to let out an oomph as her butt landed with a smacking sound. Jana laughed and proceeded to do this over and over again. She began to raise up her arms in effort to focus as much of her weight as possible onto his stomach and generate the maximum inertia with each crash landing.

Del knew there was nothing he could do and had no choice except to endure the butt drops as long as Jana decided to impose them on him and hopefully without passing out.

The video is available here…

Lisa and Judy shared an apartment next door to a very nice man. They where both attending the local college about a mile away. The man, Jerry was always very courteous to them. He was a good looking man of 65 years of age and was quite wealthy. Both girls liked him and picked up on his subtle flirting. One day Jery made the comment in conversation about sports that he enjoyed watching college girls wrestle.

Both girls where athletic as Lisa (20 yo, 5’10”, 170 lbs) played on the soccer team as did Judy (21 yo, 5’8″, 155 lbs) and both worked out at the gym three times a week. They decided to give their next door friend a show. The girls invited him in for some tea and conversation when the topic changed to wrestling. Lisa asked Gerry if he wanted to watch them wrestle on the living room floor. To their surprise, the older guy said sure but it would be even more fun if he wrestled with them! Both girls didn’t expect this response but after some teasing decided to go along with it.

Gerry just took off his shoes.He had on casual pants and a knit shirt. The man was quite thin and about 5’8″ in height. “I want to wrestle him first” said the busty brunette Judy. She winked at Lisa as she slipped out of her casual dress and shoes. Standing before the man with just her full black pantyhose and bra, the college cutie was a knockout. They began to tussle and roll around on the floor for several minutes. Both girls knew the man was having more fun than he had in many years. Finally, Judy got him in a strong grapevine and stretched his legs apart as her body weight pressed on him. He tried to struggle for a while but it was futile with the stronger heavier girl on top of him. She could hear his labored breathing. Thinking the time was right, Judy made the transition to a sgp and sat heavily on the older man’s chest. She pulled her long curly hair behing her ears and placed her hands on her hips and smiled at Lisa “I think I got him now…this is a school girl pin Gerry…can you get me off? ” she teased looking down at him. He looked up at the smiling girl and had a great view of her tits hanging above him. Gerry did feel quite helpless and the girl felt heavy sitting on his ribcage. For the next three minutes, Judy enjoyed sitting on him while teasing and tickling the pinned man. Finally, the older man tried to buck and move his legs back to kick the college girl off. She pretended it worked and slid up a little more until her ass was sitting high on his chest almost on his neck. Her powerful thighs trapped his head like a vise as the damp and scented crotch of her pantyhose pressed against his nose.Judy sat on him this way for over two minutes until he tapped out because of trouble breathing. The sexy brunette stood over the man heaving for breath and pressed her nylon clad foot on his chest in a victory pose.”His heart is beating so hard I can feel it under my foot” she giggled to Lisa.

After recovering for a good five minutes, Gerry seemed tired and looked pale but had a smile and agreed to wrestle Lisa too as she teased him not to leave until they wrestled.The buxom blue eyed blond slipped out of her blue jeans, top, shoes and socks revealing her sexy blue thong. With a sassy smile she said “I thought you would like my wrestling attire and I don’t mind going topless!” Gerry certainly did as Lisa was a very pretty girl with a bubbly personality. They began to playfully roughhouse around the livingroom when the big blond began to tickle him silly on the sofa. Before long she had the older man on his back on the floor. Instead of a grapevine, Lisa moved further up on him and buried his face between her busty boobs while easily keeping him pinned with her bodyweight. After a few minutes of this she changed position and sat full weight on his stomach while resting her feet on his face. “I want you to smell my feet and kiss them too or I’ll keep sitting like this” Lisa said with a giggling smirk.

Poor Gerry did the best he could as her shapely ass pressed his stomach flat. Next, Lisa switched to a sgp and sat her sexy ass on his chest. She bounced on it a couple times to knock more wind out of him than just sat their for a while contented as Gerry grunted and “mmfff” under her heavy weight. Like her friend, Lisa moved up to sit nearly on his neck to bury his nose deep into the moist crotch of her panty for a couple of minutes until he was nearly breathless and tapped out. Lisa was turned on by this play and moved back and sat on his chest. The big girl could feel his heart pounding like crazy under her ass as her weight sat over it. Lisa sat on him for another five minutes knowing her weight was making it really hard for Gerry to catch his breath. Being naturally dominant she really enjoyed sitting on the thin man’s chest. However, Lisa really liked Gerry and would not do this unless she felt he was submissive and liked it at some level which he did! Finally, she climbed off the older man and stoo d above him. Like her friend, Lisa placed her foot on his chest for a victory pose. Being just a little devilish, the big blond trampled his now sore chest. She stood on him like a bathroom scale, hands on hips until he agreed to give her a 20 minute foot massage. Needless to say, all had a fun evening!

submitted by: SammyD

In the opposite corners of the dimly lit room, Jana and Tom sized each other up. The floor was covered with a large gym mat Jana had from when she practiced gymnastics. They had just enjoyed their fourth date together (at the pool) and things were going great. After a few long, enjoyable hours of talking in the hot tub, things became a bit playful. One thing led to another, and much to Tom’s delight, he was invited over to her place for a wrestling match.

At first, Tom was a bit disappointed; he thought for sure an invitation to her house meant he would be getting into her pants. But as he looked at those curvy gymnast legs, he figured it wouldn’t be so bad either way. It was actually their first “alone time” together as well. Tom could hardly contain himself, and he trembled as he examined Jana. She had fair skin with dark blonde hair that came to her shoulders. She was still wearing the white bikini she had worn to the pool.

She would have been skinny, but the muscles she built for gymnastics gave her legs and torso a killer curvy figure. Her breasts were a moderate size, but held their shape rather nicely as they pressed against her bikini top. Tom wore only a pair of blue shorts he swam in. He had a slight build from playing sports frequently, but wasn’t a bodybuilder. For a girl who invited a guy over to wrestle, she now looked somewhat shy and timid. Jana spoke first,”You ready for me to take you down?” She giggled and glanced at the floor. Tom replied, “Ok.” She laughed. “Smooth”, Tom thought “Real smooth”.

They met hands at the center of the ring. Each of them moved slowly, studying the other’s body more than wrestling. Tom put his leg behind hers in an attempt to trip her backwards. However, he hardly put any force into the move and Jana easily kept her balance. She hopped and wrapped her arm around Tom’s head. He struggled lightly against the headlock as she pulled them both to the floor. She laughed as she watched him grimace. Tom managed to pull her arms away and he jumped across her back. Her skin felt warm and soft beneath his stomach as she squirmed under him. He decided to lie across her back for a while. But suddenly, she flipped herself over beneath him. She quickly grabbed one of his arms and her legs snapped shut on the other. She had gotten him into a cross-body pin. Tom was not only surprised by her quickness, but also by the strength of her hold. She desperately hugged one of his arms across her chest as her legs wrapped tightly around his other. Because he was lying on his stomach, he got upon his knees and easily slipped his arms out from her arms, but the hold her legs had on his other arm was too firm. He jumped onto her chest, with his arm still trapped and slid his rear onto her face. She laughed hard and squirmed, turning her face away, yet realizing the situation she was in. Her grip released on his arm allowing him to grab both her legs and lay on her body. He tried to wrap his legs around her head, but her arms were there to protect against the reverse head scissors. Tom’s head was right on her groin and he couldn’t help but enjoy the sight and sensation of her tightly fitted bikini rubbing against his face. Her face turned red and she laughed and pleaded, “Ok, ok. I give up.”

Tom quickly released his hold and they both got up laughing. He noticed her top getting a little loose and mentioned it to her. She looked down at her breasts, almost hanging out and back at him. She smiled and untied the stings behind her back. Tom was awe struck. Jana seemed to blush even more as she saw him staring, but insisted they continue the match. “You got lucky. I’m serious this time she said.”

They started in the corners again. This time Jana started out fast and came running up to Tom and jumped on him. Wrapping her legs around his waist, they both fell to the floor while his arms were pinned beneath her legs. As he slipped his hands free, he felt a jolt of pain run through his body. He winced at the pressure. He realized Jana was applying serious force. He desperately tried to pry her legs off, but they were far too powerful. “What’s wrong?” she playfully teased. He didn’t respond, in fact he found it hard to breathe. She continued her assault as he moaned in pain. For one brief second, the pain subsided and the pressure released. Tom looked up at her. Her satisfied expression met his gaze. “Aww, can’t beat a girl?” she teased again as she pouted her lips. Again the pressure began mounting as he tried hurriedly to pry himself free. He didn’t know what to do when suddenly, Jana arched her back. From his position it was a beautiful sight. He could see her taught, stretched torso accentuated by two perfectly shaped breasts jiggling at the slightest movement. They looked bigger than they usually did, and they were both beautifully pointed. His gaze became zombie-like, but reality started to set in. Air would not fill his lungs, and the pain was unbearable. Tom tapped hard against the mats. As soon as she released, he coughed and gasped for air. She giggled as she got up to her feet. It took a few seconds for Tom to regain his senses, but he was as excited as ever. He could tell she was excited too. When he caught his breath he mumbled quietly, “Oh my god, you’re amazing.” She laughed. She was already waiting for another round, with her hands on her hips. “You done that quickly, huh?” she mocked as she chuckled again. He didn’t say a word and got to his feet.

They started in the corners again and locked hands in the center. Tom managed to slip behind her and tie her hands behind her back. He used one arm to wrap around her neck and tripped her over his leg. She fell backwards and tried to roll away, but Tom jumped on her back. As he sat on her back, he locked her arms behind her back again and wrapped his legs around her waist as they fell on their sides. He was completely in control. Tom thought to himself that she might be giving in to her natural “desires”. Feeling confident he rolled to his back with her on top of him. He let go of her arms but hugged her neck tightly while his legs squeezed her waist. She struggled and grunted as he clamped her torso. Tom enjoyed her silky smooth skin writhing against his body, and her soft hair lying across his face. He laughed as she squirmed, completely under his control. Her grunts turned to cries, and her movements became more forceful and jolting.

All of a sudden, as Tom was memorized by the gentle rhythm of her body moving against his, Jana made her move. Using her legs, she slid herself up. Tom lost the grip on the headlock and suddenly Jana’s back was on his face. Before he could push her away, she quickly flipped herself over. Her arms slickly wrapped around the back of Tom’s neck and Jana’s firm, pointy bare breasts mashed against his face. While Tom was occupied with dealing with her breasts, she wrapped her legs around his, placing him in a grapevine pin. He didn’t even realize his legs were being tied up. All he was concerned with was the soft, round, milky breasts depriving him of air. Tom couldn’t decide whether to struggle and break free, or stay and enjoy the blissful situation. The ache in his legs shot pain up his sides, but her legs were so smooth, so strong. He could feel her every movement, every laugh and giggle, resonate against his own. Her warmth was satisfying and unbearably exciting.

After a minute of muffled struggles, Jana noticed his inactivity. She could tell he was enjoying it, and she was too. Her expression went from playful to serious and lustful. She lightened the grip of her legs and slid down so her crotch was directly on his. She lifted her chest to see Tom’s face as she smiled and teased,”I think I won.” He was speechless from lack of air and the feeling of her groin pressed firmly, purposely, against his. She bit her bottom lip gently as she smothered his face again. She began rocking her waist back and forth against his crotch. He couldn’t contain himself, he moaned and gasped for air as a sensation built in his groin. She continued to sway and grind against him, arching her back to apply more pressure. Tom’s hands settled on her rocking hips as her body loosened. She started to breathe deeper and deeper, gasping sometimes while wincing in pleasure. Everything felt dreamlike for Tom, and his body started to sway with hers. Her stomach rolled like water against his, and would sometimes jolt as if she had sneezed. The sensation Tom felt increased and increased, but he realized he desperately needed air. Abruptly, the quiet room echoed with sounds of Tom slapping the ground, tapping out.

Jana rolled off quickly, so quickly that Tom worried she was offended. He gasped for air like a fish out of water, face red and sweaty. He rested silently for a moment while the sensation dissipated and the warmth subsided. When he brought himself up, he saw Jana, red faced and sweaty, with her bikini top back on. “Well, I win. I guess…” she said. She smiled, but Tom didn’t feel it was authentic. As he left the front door of her house, they said goodbye. They met with only a kiss on the cheek. As he walked to his car he heard Jana say, “Maybe we can have a re-match.” Tom replied, “I won’t let you win the next time.” She smiled as he drove off. He liked her smile.

submitted by: Zyl of Hector

I’m 5’9″ and 140lbs, which is just a shade taller and heavier than my ex-girlfriend Jen, who was (and is) in excellent physical condition. She had a washboard stomach, lean arms, and full, perfectly formed breasts. She also had the sexiest, skinny little legs that stretched right up to her plump, perky tail. So aside from being nearly my size, she was probably in better shape than me, and her looks were a huge distraction, too.

I always let her win when we wrestled, but I assumed that we both took it for granted that I would beat her if we ever had a real fight. I could prevent the sexual distraction if I had to, at least enough so it wouldn’t be a factor, and seriously, I’m a boy and she’s a girl and that’s really all there is to it. Sure she was tall and in good shape, but it wasn’t like she was an athlete or a karate master. She was just a cute, fit girl.

I was surprised to discover that she knew I’d been letting her win, and she thought that she could beat me anyway, no matter how hard I tried. She told me that I was in denial, and that I let her win to avoid facing the fact that I would lose to her anyway no matter what I did.

I thought she was arrogant and naive, and that it was dangerous for her to think this way. It was time to put her back in her place. I scooped her up by the back of her knees to cradle her as I brought her to the floor, but she arched her back and knocked me to my back. She quickly had her body stretched across mine with her chest in my face, which was distracting to say the least. I struggled back to avoid being pinned, but she grabbed my wrists and moved with me until my back was against the wall. She straddled me with her thighs and held my arms pinned at my sides by the wrists. In about 10 seconds she had me totally helpless.

I’m not a wimp, I’ve fought guys before and won, and I’ve always respected women and even fantasized about being dominated by them. But being beaten up for real was humiliating beyond belief. Maybe in a fist fight if I could’ve gotten free, or if I had been more prepared and hadn’t underestimated her, or if I could’ve somehow prevented my instinctive sexual arousal from distracting me, but really, this is all a bunch of lame excuses. On this particular night, I tried my hardest to win against a fit, cute girl, and I got my ass kicked so fast it was like a joke. She pinned me and stared down into my eyes until I admitted I was helpless, and that I had lost. She didn’t hurt me, but from that position, if she had wanted to, she could have really beaten the crap out of me. And this is just a slim, cute, mildly fit girl. What would happen with a girl who was a real jock, or my size or bigger? Then entire thing stung. I got beaten up by my exgirlfreind for real, and there was nothing I could do about it. And chances were, most fit girls around my size could also kick my ass. From now on, I’ll stick to fake wrestling, and “letting” the girl win.

There’s my embarassing confession.

by Harold Stonicifer

Ina is one of the best Competitive Women Wrestlers I know, born in Pusan Korea and raised here in the US. Few know her, but those who do know about her skill and power can attest to the fact that once on the Mat she is very dangerous.

The following is how I met and learned to Wrestle by this woman. I had transfer to a State University in Texas and was in my Junior year. During one weekend while I was checking out the gym, I came across the wrestling room. Inside was a Oriental girl who was about 5’6” 130 and 24 years old. she had Black shoulder length hair and was a model once in a while for local stores to pay for college She told me later that it was difficult to get dates because men would not go near her, it was because she was so beautiful. She was wearing a one piece black leotard and black and white small top wrestling shoes. I said hello and she did the same, I started to make small talk telling her I was new and just looking around. She told me she was waiting for her sister who was late. I asked why in the wrestling room , she said “Because I wrestle silly”. I laughed feeling quite stupid and yet very interested. She said her sister was always late, and she asked if I wrestled? I looked away and said yes. I was so excited and the thought of me controlling her on the mat was to good to be true. You see like many males my ego at the time was as high as the moon, and I thought that she had no chance against this American Male. She said Great lets go! I said you mean PIN? she said oh no…better, Submission!. she explained the rules of submission and how you may give but only by 3 taps or say I give.

I took off my shirt and my shoes and socks she took off her shoes also to make it fair. To this day I only wrestle in bare feet. Her Body was not muscular like a body builder but firm and tight. she put her hair up, and she said Ready? I started to smile but then her smile turned to this very determined look, I reached out for her arms and she locked me up and placed me in a front standing face lock. Her left arm was around my neck and she applied very strong pressure which was a choking, which started my ears to burn and felt like my head was going to pop. She then reached down and grabbed my shorts on the left side and in one quick move I found myself, this over 6 foot man being picked up and thrown over and landing on my back hard on the mat. She then did a cross body pin and grabbed my left leg and hooking it with her right arm lifted it up and bent it toward my head which caused the splits from hell, I yelled “NO”!! Using her right leg and foot moved my right leg out away from my body, by hooking my leg, which also was the second part of my splits from Hell!! I yelled NO!!, please NO!!, and she whispered in my right ear…”Tap 3 times or say I Give”… I yelled and tapped at the same time, she let go and rolled off. I just laid there on the mat both of my legs in great pain from the stretch. After I recovered somewhat I sat up and looked at her standing in her corner of the mat, ready. I knew I was not. Just then her sister walked in and Ina began speaking in Korean and I can tell you it was not nice.

She introduced me to her sister who was about the same height and weight. She wore a two piece workout suit. I could tell her sister was not happy I was there, so I said I would be going and thanked her for the lesson. Ina asked me for my number but did not give me hers, I left walking very slowly and still in pain and my Ego was as bruised as it ever had been. I had just lost to a shorter Korean chick….I could not get over it.

Ina called a few days later, and we met again in the wrestling room, this time she was wearing her sister black two piece workout suit. I walked slowly up to her and she smiled at me and was glad to see me. I felt like crawling under the mat for some of the things I had thought about doing to her, but that smile made some of the hurt go away. She asked me if I would like her to train me? Now this was 1982 and mixed wrestling was so far back in the closet that you couldn’t find it. I said are you kidding you train me? …LOL!! She then said Sure if your good enough, I said you mean man enough?, she said no its not the sex of a wrestler its the skill, and competitiveness and the joy of just wrestling. MY GOD!!! I wanted to marry her right then and there. So it began and in the coming months we started training and she showed me all the holds she knew and I loss again and again and again. Its was so bad, just when I thought I was going to take her she would just move to a different position and she was free.

We also started dating and we shared many things in those months, and we would sit around and read wrestling magazines, watch FAKE videos and goof on them which to this day I do, and I hate fake videos. I was always surprised at how honest and open she was about wrestling to not only her family, friends but also strangers, which I admit to not saying a word to anyone for months. One thing that was very important was that while on the mat we were all business, we did have an intimate relationship off the mat, and we kept it that way….. OFF the mat.

One day after about 6 months of training, she was late and I was worried, then she arrived with another girl a Texas Blond who was my size and very rugged looking, her name was Tina she was 6’1 190 and strong. Ina introduced us and she turned to me and said this is your graduation present. I looked at Tina who took off her warm up suit down to a Black Bikini. Tina was tan all over and her hair was down to the small of her back. Tina was a local mud and oil wrestler and friend of Ian’s who I found out later was paying this girl to wrestle me.

Ina could tell I was nervous and she said, she is tough and strong, but your good, I taught you and now your going to make me proud. She then smiled and kissed me on my tight lips. By then my Male Ego had long since retired, so all I could rely on was my taught skills.

We started and to this day I am still a slow starter, and she simply walked up and placed me in a headlock, I just stood there and let her. I could hear Ina say..just don’t stand there do something!! I finally snapped out of it but at that second I was hipped tossed to the mat. She then went for a scissors around my head but I was able to get my arm between her legs to block, just as Ina had taught. I broke out of the hold and we started again, this time I grabbed her first and snapped mare her to the mat to the sitting position, where I placed a sitting full nelson on her, and a scissors…it felt so good to be in control for once..these mats had only witnessed me on the defensive. I then Squeezed her has hard as I could and broke my full nelson and turned it into a choke hold. She patted my legs 3 times. I jumped up and didn’t know what to do..I just stood there realizing I had just won ran over to Ina and gave her a big hug…and she said not while your on the mats babes….I laugh, I went on to win 5 to 1, only to lose when she got me in a chinlock and I submitted one.

After Ina and I went out for dinner, then home to my place to recount the match over and over. We continued to wrestle for the next year, but in the spring of 84 she transfer to med school back east. We talk from time to time, she is married to a Korean guy as per family wishes, and is retired because of husbands wishes.

Since then I have wrestled many women, some stronger than her, but none more who has the genuine love of wrestling and the pure sense of competition in Mixed wrestling.

Ina never made it seem wrong or perverted, she enjoyed the win or the lost and taught me that just having the chance to wrestle be it a man or woman, should be something enjoyed.

Each time I wrestle I hear her voice in my corner telling me what to do and what a dope I am for the hold my opponent has on me, but the thing I hear the most is she saying: HAVE FUN, DO YOUR BEST, MAKE IT SAFE, and yes that was a girl that just beat you…LOL!!!

Ina still follows my career in wrestling and I talked to her just yesterday, she is fine and so is her family she told me to tell you all to be good to each other and keep bringing wrestling what ever style to the forefront.

Thanks Jackpin 🙂

courtesy of Jackpin

Jennifer was a very attractive young woman. At 24, blonde, 5’5” and athletic, she was very popular around the office. On dress down Friday’s, she always wore tight jeans and belly revealing blouse. This Friday was no different. Jennifer was also very popular around the office with her warm smile and bubbly personality.

Jennifer was ready a newspaper on her break and it was turned open to an ad for an upcoming UFC match. Mike glanced down and said, “what are you looking at that for? UFC is not for pretty girls. Mike was generally friendly too but he had a bit of a temper at times. At 36, standing 5’11” tall and in shape, he sometimes rubbed people the wrong way. Jenn said, “who are you to tell me what it appropriate for me to read?” Mike said, “it just isn’t you”. “The hell it isn’t”, said Jenn. “I trained in Judo at college”. Mike snapped his head back and laughed, “rolling around a little with other pretty girls hardly qualifies you for the UFC”. Jenn was starting to get irritated by now. She snapped, “I know enough to take your sorry ass”. By now, a small group had formed. Mike said, “don’t write a check your mouth can’t cash”. Jenn told him, “come outside and I’ll cash it”. Mike couldn’t believe it and decided to humor and they both went out into the grassy area by the office.

Jenn looked at him and said, “it isn’t too late to back down you know”. Mike thought he’d simply wrap her up and that would be the end of it. He said, “come on Jenn… cash it”. Jenn grabbed Mike by his shirt, positioned herself, swept his left leg and dumped him on the ground. Mike, surprised, landed with a thud on his back. He laughed and said, “ok… I wasn’t expecting that” and got up. Thinking she do the exact same thing again, he invited her to do it again. But this time, Jenn feinted with a right and then threw him down. Before Mike knew what was happening, she was on him and tied up his arms with a scarf hold.

Mike lay on his back looking up at Jenn while their co-workers laughed. He wrenched his arms free and rolled to his side and then got to his knees. Knowing that Jenn would come at him again, he lunged and landed on top of her. Jenn let out a grunt as she fell to her back. She knew she was trouble and tried to roll him off. But Mike grabbed her arms and sat down hard on her stomach. Mike then pinned her arms to the ground. He couldn’t believe he was out here sitting on top of Jenn with all of the office staff around. She couldn’t believe it either.

Mike looked down at her and said, “now look… you forced this whole mess”. Jenn snarled back, “the hell! you were talking crap about my judo training”. Mike reminded her, “look where that has gotten you now”. This was really pissing Jenn off, not to mention Mike was heavy. Jenn in a quick move bucked upwards and twisted her hips, throwing Mike sideways off her.

Mike got up to a sitting position but Jenn was quicker. She scissored her legs around his mid section and locked her ankles. He could believe how tight it felt. Mike tried to pull her legs apart but it wasn’t working. Jenn mentioned she could squat 200 lbs. and could squeeze even harder. “Don’t believe me?” she asked. Jenn poured it on even more. Mike was experiencing some real agony her and tried even harder to wiggle free. His face was beet red and now he was sweating profusely.

Mike tried to stand up but Jenn maneuvered around to his back and sank her arms around his neck. Once they were really tight, Jenn pulled backwards, stretching Mike outwards. Now he was in real trouble and he knew it. It was hard for Jenn to keep him trapped but she knew Mike couldn’t last much longer if she held on. Jenn through gritted teeth told Mike, “this is a rear naked choke… popular in the UFC”. Mike could feel himself becoming afraid he’d loose consciousness and cried, “OK! OK! Let Go!” Jenn laughed and let him flop to the ground.

Mike rolled onto his to his back and Jenn sat down hard on top of him. She pinned his arms with her knees, grabbed his shirt collar and lightly twisted it across his neck. Jenn looked down into his face and told him, “This is shimewaza. Do you like it?” I could really mess you up with this if I wanted to. If you ever want another lesson, just talk some more crap when I’m trying to read a paper”.

The crew of on lookers laughed along with Jenn as she got up and headed back inside.

I took my loss like a man in the Gauntlet match that I had with my lady friends Tamara, Christina and Kim. For months I had to do whatever they said whenever they said it and I also lived up to that agreement. You could only be a footstool and a seat for so long before you got tired of it, and even though it was the asses and feet of three gorgeous women it started to make me feel like a wimp and I couldn’t stand it. When my time was finally done being their slave I had planned on staying away from them for a little while and starting my life over. That turned out to be easier said than done.

I would hear constant bragging from Christina and Kim about their victory, about how comfortable my face was to sit on and how my tongue would tickle between their toes. Kim was the only one that really had the right to brag because she was the one that actually pinned me, but Christina didn’t care, she viewed it as a team effort and always chimed right in the teasing. Tamara on the other hand was a different case. She hated to lose at anything…period. She didn’t feel like she contributed in the effort and the only way for her to feel redemption was to beat me one on one.

“I want a rematch, now!” she would always tell me. It was nonstop, she was like a nagging wife with the constant talks of a rematch. If she wasn’t blowing up my cell she was stopping by my apartment, calling me at work and even sending me letters. I always managed to come up with an excuse or avoid her and it worked for a few weeks before I finally broke down. I didn’t feel as confident as I should of because she gave me a hell of a match when we wrestled the first time and I wasn’t so sure that if she got a lucky break that I could win this thing.

“This time we’re going to my place, just the two of us….where nobody can hear you scream.” She said to me. I laughed but something in her eyes told me that she wasn’t joking. Later that night I arrived at her house ready to go. She was wearing a tight pair of light blue jeans and had on a red lingerie top. I smiled at her. “You’re going to wrestle in that?” She shook her head and pulled down her jeans, revealing a sexy red bikini bottom that barely covered her wonderful ass. I was stunned at the beauty of this six foot tall goddess, I never seen her so look so sexy before. It wasn’t the time for that though, it was business.

I took off my shirt and shoes and kept on the sweat pants bottoms that I wore over there. I looked around her big living room just to get acquainted with my surroundings. “No pins, only submissions. We go until on of us can’t go anymore” she informed me. “That’s it?”
“That’s it, is there problem?”
Here rules kind of took me by surprise; it looks like this is going to be a long match.

“Is it still the winner gets to do anything they want to the loser?” Tamara smiled a beautiful smile. “We’ll cross that bridge when we get to it, ready?”
“Alright, let’s see what you got”
We walk towards each other, trying to gain a position. I slap her hands away and she does the same to me. Thinking that her legs are easy pickings for a takedown, I lunge towards them but she raises her left leg up and snatches my neck and takes me down instead. Before I know I’m in a vice like front headscissors. I try to pry her legs loose but it’s no use, her feet are crossed and she has no intentions of releasing her grip. “Give up?” She yells at me.

I shake my head no. Like a cat she momentarily lets go, spins on her stomach and wraps my head in an even tighter reverse headscissors. While the view of her ass is great the pain that she has me in isn’t. She grabs my legs and now I’m completely trapped. It’s taking everything in me not to scream out my submission but my pride isn’t allowing me to give up, not yet at least. Using every ounce of strength that I have I force my legs from her arms and roll her off of me. I hook my arm underneath one of her legs and wrap her up on a tight cradle pin. She giggles. “Too bad there aren’t any pins” Damn it, I had forgotten that and instinctively went for a pin. She positioned her free leg underneath and tried to shove my face away but I moved it and now hooked her other leg. Now both of her legs were trapped in my cradle pin and I had my arms firmly locked. She kicked like a mule to escape and I thought I had her, but I underestimated the power of her legs and she bucked free, sending me slamming onto the floor. Tamara tried to pounce on me but I slipped out of the way and wrapped my arms tightly around her in a reverse bear hug. I placed her on the ground on her stomach and squeezed some more.

“You’re not getting out of this one Tam” I said to her. “Fuck you, I’m not giving up” She attempts to pry my arms loose but it’s not happening. All of a sudden…BAM! She places a firm elbow in my stomach, and another one and another one. She starts to kick my legs with her feet wildly and I have no choice but to let the hold go. She jumps on me and lays her breasts on my face and wraps me up in an airtight breast smother. I try to push her off but she wraps her hands around my head and forces it up. I grab her by the waist and try to roll her over and at the same time she attempts to trap my legs. I’m almost successful until she leaps up and sits on my neck and pins my arms down above my head in the same movement.

“It’s over, in a few minutes you’ll be mine.”
She pins my arms down with her feet and stands up.
“Are you ready? I don’t care if you are or not, here it comes”.
She comes down hard on my face with what I referred to in the previous story as the nicest ass on Earth. She just sits there and doesn’t move, enjoying my muffled sounds underneath her. Of course I can’t breathe, and she begins to laugh when she sees the look of worry in my eyes. I’ve never seen this cruel and sadistic side of her and I wasn’t prepared for it. I struggle for all I’m worth and she can tell when I’m weakening. “Give up?” she asks me.
I have no choice but to say “Yeah, I give” when she temporarily raises up to give me some air.

She happily sits back down again.

“You know how I am, I hate to lose, and anybody who’s ever beaten me I always paid back a hundred fold. You’re no exception. Hopefully we can still be cool afterwards, but tonight I have to get my payback and you have to learn a lesson.” I figured that she would keep letting me regain some air every once in awhile until she was done rubbing in her victory but that wasn’t the case. She just sat there with every intention on making me pass out. Once I realized this I tried to maneuver out of my predicament but was way too weak. I was completely at her mercy and was out for the count.

I woke up later on and was now on her bed with my hands tied behind my back and my ankles tied together. A bare foot came from nowhere and stepped on my chest. I looked up and saw Tamara in all her glory. She had gotten rid of the lingerie and was now in her birthday suit, and a lovely suit it was. “What in the hell are you doing, let me go” I said to her.
She shook her head.
“Your lesson isn’t over with yet, just chill out.”
“What lesson are you talking about; it was just a damn wrestling match. I beat you, you beat me and we’re even.”
“No, we’re not even. Not by a long shot. I take my record seriously and you’re the only one…man or woman that’s put a loss on it.”
At this point I’m confused as hell. “What fuckin record are you talking about?” Tamara sighs. “I never told you guys but there’s this underground circuit that I’m in, we wrestle every Monday, Wednesday and Friday. Women are in it, Men are in it and we draw straws to see who goes against who. I beat everyone who I ever went against and I’m the champion of the whole league. Then you come along and get lucky and pin me. I can’t let that get out man.”
“Oh, didn’t know that. The only people that know are Christina and Kim anyway and I haven’t told anybody.”
“I know that, and I trust you and them. But to be on the safe side, let me show you what would happen if you do decide to open your mouth.”

Tamara sits down on my chest and viciously rubs her feet in my face and mouth hard; she even kicks me very hard just to get her point across. Before I know it she plops down on my face hard and grinds away, controlling my head with her hands to make sure that I can’t get any air. I pass out again and wake up the next morning with my hands and ankles untied and still in her bed.

Tamara walks in wearing the same blue jeans from the night before and a tight fitting t-shirt. “Bought time you woke up, get yourself cleaned up and lets get some breakfast. My treat” I pinch myself to make sure that it’s real. This is the same sweet and kind Tamara that I knew before.

“Don’t worry, we’re back to how it was. I didn’t mean to be such a bitch last night but I wanted to let you know that I was for real. You’re not mad are you?” I shake my head no.

“Nah, we’re ok. You have to let me watch a match in this underground…” ”Maybe, just keep that and what we talked about to yourself. Hurry up and take a shower, I’m hungry.”

Tamara leaves the room. I didn’t believe that last night was just a one time occurrence and that the ugly side of Tamara would show itself once again. I would like to know what this underground circuit that she mentioned is all about and I was hell bent on finding out.

Courtey of Wolfman of Female Fight Stories

The girls from the soccer team had been drinking on and off throughout the day and they were starting to get a little crazy. This big Asian girl had been flirting with David and playfully teasing him for most of the afternoon, and tonight she was challenging him to have a wrestling match with her. She seemed very interested in David and this was quite obvious to the rest of the girls as well. Her friends called her Sandy. And Sandy was getting very drunk. She kept telling David that she could beat him and pin him easily in a wrestling match. And she made sure that her girlfriends from the soccer team knew this as well.

The sun had gone down and they were all on the beach. Six girls from the soccer team and six guys who were hanging out with them. Sandy’s words were a little slurred. Everyone was still drinking and Sandy was even more persistent now in her wrestling challenge to David. David’s friends were also encouraging him to wrestle the big Asian girl. David eventually gave in and decided to settle this once and for all.

Sandy was 5’8″ tall and weighed a solid 145lbs. She was an attractive Asian girl with long black hair and was wearing a light tan bikini. David was just slightly taller, at 5’9″ and weighed close to 150lbs. He was wearing a pair of swimming trunks.

The small group on the beach watched as Sandy and David stood up and faced each other in the sand. And before David realized what was happening, Sandy had charged him and quickly tackled him down into the sand. David found himself on his back with the big Asian bitch laying on top of him. It looked as if David was quickly going to lose this match and end up pined beneath Sandy, but after taking him down, Sandy wasn’t doing much except laying on him and laughing almost hysterically. She was quite drunk. If she hadn’t been, Sandy would have pinned David easily. She was a very solid and very athletic girl.

David pushed the cute Asian girl off of him and got up to his knees next to her. Sandy was laying on her side in the sand and David rolled her over to her back and quickly straddled her with his legs. He looked down into Sandy’s face and she was still laughing but she wasn’t fighting him at all. David took hold of her wrists and pressed them down into the sand next to the sides of her head and he sat down onto her flat stomach.

David looked down into Sandy’s face as he sat on her and she was smiling up at him and still laughing a little. She did not resist him at all. As everyone watched, David slid up just a little more and placed his knees onto Sandy’s biceps and pinned her arms down in the sand.

“I thought you could pin me.” David said to Sandy.

“I can.” Sandy replied quietly, her words slurred even more now. “Wait ’till I get… out of this…”

“You’re not getting out of this.” David said to the big Asian girl who he kept pinned in the sand. “I’m gonna keep you here all night.”

As the other girls from the soccer team watched somewhat nervously now, David slid even more forward and made himself comfortable on Sandy’s chest.

“MMMffff!!” The Asian girl moaned as David smashed her breasts down under his ass. With her shoulders pinned under his shins, David released her wrists and put his hands onto the tops of his thighs.

“I got you good, huh?” David teased Sandy.

Sandy slid her hands in and placed them on David’s knees as he sat on her chest. She continued to smile up at David.

David slowly slid his knees in until his inner thighs were lightly pressed against the sides of Sandy’s head. As he glanced down into her cute stuck face between his thighs, she continued to stare up at him with a smile on her face. She seemed to be enjoying herself as David sat on top of her breasts.

“Give up?” David asked Sandy.

“No!” Sandy quickly replied as she began to slide her legs around in the sand in a very feeble attempt to dislodge David from his dominating position astride of her. But David was getting the best of her. He rode her chest as Sandy tried to struggle a little more and he was not about to let her up until she submitted.

“Just give up and I’ll let you go.” David smiled down to Sandy’s face between his thighs.

“No Way!” Sandy replied with a laugh. “You’re gonna be so sorry.”

“I don’t think so.” David smiled as Sandy continued to squirm around beneath him.

As Sandy struggled a little harder now, David found himself being forced more forward on the Asian girl until the crotch of his swimming trunks gently pressed against Sandy’s chin. He had her good and she was completely at his mercy. The other girls began encouraging Sandy to struggle harder against David, but Sandy seemed somewhat content in her current and very submissive position beneath David. Her squirming body slowly came to rest and she looked up meekly at David who towered over her. And everyone who was watching could see that she was smiling and occasionally laughing. Sandy was enjoying herself and this seemed to reassure her friends from the soccer team that she was in no danger.

David was sitting just above Sandy’s breasts, very high on her chest as his thighs pressed against the sides of her head. Sandy’s shoulders were pinned tight beneath David’s lower shins. Her hands were resting on the tops of David’s thighs as she continued to smile up at him. Sandy’s chin lightly brushed against the crotch of David’s swim trunks. Sandy’s breathing was somewhat labored now, but outside of that she didn’t seem as if she was in any discomfort. If she was, she certainly wasn’t showing it.

“Give up yet?” David asked Sandy as he looked down into her cute face between his thighs.

“No.” Sandy meekly replied somewhat defiantly as she lay motionless beneath him.

David began to slowly slide back on Sandy until he got comfortable sitting just below her breasts. He kept her arms pinned as his knees pressed onto her biceps.

“I’m not letting you up until you give.” David smiled. His weight settled onto Sandy’s mid-section as he kept the big Asian girl pinned securely in the sand. Sandy slid her hands in and placed them on David’s knees which continued to press somewhat hard on her biceps. Sandy was smiling and laughing a little and didn’t seem as if she was in any hurry to give up.

David put the palms of his hands onto the sides of Sandy’s face against her cheeks as he sat on her. She was still smiling up at him.

“Maybe you’ll give up if I bitch-slap you a little?” David suggested to the big Asian girl.

“Don’t you dare!” Sandy mumbled as she lay motionless on her back in the sand.

As David sat on her, he began to lightly pat Sandy’s cheeks with the palms of his hands.

“Stop it!” Sandy laughed as she slowly moved her head from side to side as she tried to avoid the light slaps to her face.

With his knees still pinning Sandy’s biceps to the sand, David continued to slap the cheeks of the cute Asian girl’s face.

“Just give up.” David smiled as he teased her. “You know you lost.”

“Ok!.. Ok!..” Sandy replied, finally surrendering to David. “I give! You win.”

“If I wasn’t… so drunk,” Sandy smiled, “I’d.. kick your.. ass.”

As the other girls and the guys on the beach watched, David continued to sit on Sandy for a few more minutes. He kept his knees pressed on Sandy’s biceps to keep her arms pinned. Sandy was motionless and she was very submissively smiling up at David. She knew that she had been beat, and she also knew that she was at his mercy. And Sandy appeared to like this very much.

David eventually got off of the big Asian girl and let her up. But this wasn’t over. As Sandy lay in bed later that night and slowly sobered up, her breasts began to ache a little from when David sat on them before, and her biceps were bruised from where David pinned them with his knees. Sandy knew that she had to get him back for this. She was looking forward to it.

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I like watching mixed wrestling Video. One of the videos advertised it wanted men to have a wrestling match with a women so I apply by E-Mail. I got a reply with a photo’s of women who would like to have a match with me. I choose a women who called herself Black Widow and I E-Mailed her. She told me a bit about her self and I also told her a bit about myself and also send her a photo of my self. I had never done real wrestling before but still decided to have a match with Black Widow. I thought it would a bit of fun for me. We arranged to meet in London England last week.

I got there at about 12-noon and she greeted me at the door. I was taken into a small room and we both sat down and talked for a little while about the match. We decided it would be a one hour wrestling match and the winner would the person who got the most submissions in that time. Then I was told to go to another room and get ready for the match. When I was ready I came out and waited for Black Widow. She came back then took me into another very large room with a wrestling ring in the middle of it. I was very nervous about seeing the ring as I thought I was going to be wrestling on mats as i have seen in most of my video’s. Black Widow could see by my face I was feeling nervous and asked me if I had ever had a match in a ring before and I said no.

So do you want have this match? she asked. I did not say anything for a while thinking to myself I could not give in now as I had come so far… so I told her I did. So Black Widow said “let’s get it”. She went up some steps and climbed into the ring and went to one corner of the ring waiting for me. After a while, Black Widow shouted, “whats keeping you Dale? are you a chicken?” I did not like that and quickly climbed into the ring and went to the other corner. Black Widow took off her dressing-gown and she was wearing a leotard, fishnet tight and boots. I was only wearing some shorts. Black Widow looked really nice… short in height but well built and strong. As I looked at her from my corner, all I could think about to run away as I thought I was going to be killed. Then I came to my senses, thinking women can’t really wrestle and I told her that. Black Widow glared at me and then her mouth twisted into a smirk. We both came to the middle of the ring and shook each others hand. Black Widow said, “come on then… what are you waiting for Dale? We have not got all day.”

I try to get hold of her head but with no luck… she just pushed me down. I tried to get up she got hold of my right leg and got me down and started to twist it. I try to kick her off but with no luck… in the end I had to submit. I was not very happy submitting so quickly as we had only been wrestling a short while. I was not going to give into a women so I had a little rest then we restarted again. We both came to the middle of the ring and again Black Widow said to me, “what are you waiting for… a bus or something?” I tried to get hold of her head again and I did manage to get her into a head lock walking around the ring and feeling happy with myself. It did not last very long… she got out of the hold very easily and got me into the same hold – a head lock. She started to squeeze my head and I could feel my head going round and I could also see stars in front of my eyes. She asked, “do you want to submit?” I did not say anything. “Did you hear me Dale? Do you want to submit before I squeeze you to death?” I said, “yes! yes!” and she let go of my head. I fell down holding my head and again Black Widow came over to me and asked, “so do you still think women can’t wrestle?”. I was in bad shape and could see stars in front of my eyes. I could not say anything so again I though to myself I can’t give into a woman.

After having a rest again, we restarted in the middle of the ring. What do you think Black Widow said to me?, “what are you waiting for Dale?” I managed to get hold of her right leg and got her down and started to twist her leg as hard as I could. But she has very strong legs. As I was doing this, I could see Black Widow was getting mad and the more I twisted her leg she got angrier. It sure did seem that Black Widow getting madder and if she got out of the hold she was going to kill me. After a little while of this, Black Widow kicked out and I knew I was in trouble. I tried to escape out of the ring but with no luck. She caught me by the hair and throw me back into the ring. When I got up she lifted me up and gave me a body slam and then did a splash on me. I could not get up so I was counted out. As I layed in the middle of the ring Black Widow came over to me again and said, “do you still think women can’t wrestle?”. After a few mins Black Widow came over to me and said do you went to give up now and my answer was no way as I though to myself again I can’t give up to a women.

Luckily I had not broken any ribs so after a very long rest this time I decide to go on. I got hold of Black Widow right arm and started to twist it then I put it in a back hammer and some how manage to get her down. Now as I had her down in a back hammer, I was plaesed with myself and I was thinking this was the best chance I had of getting a submit out of Black Widow. But I was only dreaming and as she was a lot stronger than me. She managed to break out of the hold and she got hold of my right arm twisted it and then gave me a posting. Then she got me by the hair and got me to my feet and then threw me across the ring. As I tried to get up, she got hold of my two legs and turn me over and got me into a boston crab. I submitted straight away. Black Widow did finally broke the hold I lay in the middle of the ring. I was totally defeated. Both she and I knew it. It must have been about 30 mins or so before I could move. I got to the other room and got dressed and then some how found my way out and got a cab and went home.

After a few days I put on my computer and found an e-Mail from Black Widow saying, “So do you still think women can’t wrestle? I was only playing with you Dale. Hopefully we can can have a real wrestling match if you are a man and not a mouse”. Hopefully one day I will have a rematch with Black Widow and this time I will be preare.

Dale.