by T. Trolley

I knew my wife was strong. But I always wondered how she would do if she actually wrestled another woman.

Of course, that was just fantasy on my part. My wife had always told me she’d never wrestle another female. It just wasn’t in her makeup or her nature, for that matter.

But my wife and I freely talked about wrestling anyway. She knew it was an aphrodisiac for me and when describing a good-looking woman would refer to her as "a wrestler" or "a wrestlerette." Every once in a while, she even told me what she would thought would happen if she did wrestle particular women.

During our wrestling talks, I had shown my wife some wrestling holds such as the headlock, schoolgirl pin, body scissors, bearhug, cradle leg split, etc. Then one night, while we were in bed and talking about wrestling, she wrapped her arms and legs around me and squeezed me close to her. I suddenly felt surprisingly strong pressure from the strength of both her thighs and her arms! Then she coyly whispered to me, "What kind of wrestling hold would you call this?"

She actually had me in a combination bearhug/body scissors. I told her to squeeze me as tight as she could. She cooed, "Gladly!" and she did. I suddenly felt surprisingly even stronger pressure from the strenght of both her thighs and her arms! I then said, "Well, it doesn't really have a name ..." My wife then whispered, "Well, then let's just give it a name ourselves -- our own little secret! Let's call it the Texas Cruncher! And every time I use it, it will be our little special thing -- kind of like our song!"

Then one day, my wife and I were in our backyard swimming pool while we had a group over for a pool party and to watch a WWE wrestling show which included a pillow fight between two women wrestlers. My wife swam over to me in her purple swimsuit, put her legs around me, looked into my eyes and asked, "What's this called?" as she locked her ankles around my waist and put her strong arms around my neck.

"That's a scissors grip," I responded. She smiled at
me as her blue eyes twinkled and said, "You've lost so
much weight that I can get my legs around you easy!"

We got out of the pool and, while were were on the subject, I talked about that pillow fight wrestling match we had just seen and asked her how she would do in a wrestling match against Jane, a 5-4, 130 lb. spitting image of the actress Jane Curtin who was four years older than my 39-year-old wife and one of our guests. My Pauline Collins lookalike wife, who was 5-6 and weighed about 160+, smiled and said, “I think I'd probably beat her!”

Just then, Jane -- who had stopped by to attend the pool party and watch the wrestling show, came up behind her as my wife was drying off! She had overheard our conversation!

Jane smiled cutely, put her hands on her hips, cocked her head and looked directly at my wife, asking, “I don't think so!”

My wife looked at her sheepishly, then grinned back and said, “You really don't think I would beat you?” Jane shook her head and said, “Nope!”

My wife then said something that shocked me when she replied, "Well, maybe we should try it sometime!" and began to continue to dry herself off. Seeing an opportunity, I quickly asked, "Why not now?" Jane quickly took the bait, smiling confidently and replying, “Fine with me!”

Oh, I couldn't believe it! Jane had just said she was willing to wrestle my wife! My wife paused, looked at me and then sighed, “Well, looks like you finally got your match for real!”

My wife was actually going to fight!

I doubted my wife would remember any of the training I had given her a while back once the match would begin. Once a fight between two females starts, many times the training goes right out the window and you are left with the most basic of struggles -- simple, furious, hand-to-hand combat -- stronger woman survives and wins. Especially when the fight would be a combination pillow fight/wrestling match. But was she stronger than Jane?

A few of the guys at the party who had heard about the match cleared an area in the middle of our poolhouse and then pulled out the bed part of the sofa, creating a place for the two women to have their match! The air was thick with excitement and anticipation as the two women got on the bed that had several pillows of all sizes on it and knelt down a few feet away from each other while the remaining guests gathered in a circle around them, cheering them on and encouraging them!

I felt like I was Jason Richardson, the actor who played Raquel Welch's boyfriend in "One Million Years B.C." when Raquel suddenly began catfighting with another woman in front of him and the rest of the clan. The sheer eroticism of that scene was one thing, but to have your own wife involved in a similar scenario made it all the more exciting!

As the rest of the furniture was being moved, I quickly leaned over to her and asked, "Do you really think you can take her?" My wife bowed her head and looked out at the water. "I don't know ... I hope so," she said. Her lack of confidence really surprised me --it seemed like somewhat of a turnabout! She paused, and then continued, "What if I lose? What if she beats me? It would be so embarrassing -- especially in front of you ..."

Thankfully, the woman she was going to wrestle -- Jane
-- was two inches smaller than her and probably at least 30 pounds lighter as well as four years older. This would be the first match either of them ever had. So, just looking at the two women and taking everything into account, it looked like my wife had a natural advantage due to her size.

But when it comes to female fighting, you just never
know until the match starts.

That's why my wife was just a little bit nervous.

My wife then looked at me and said, "What holds do you
think she'll try to put on me?" I told her that Jane
would probably try to knock her down with the pillow, maybe pull her hair in the process, put her in a headlock and probably try to get her down on the bed
and schoolgirl pin her.

She then asked me, "Do you think I'll win?" I looked at her beautiful face and said, "I really do think you'll beat her. You're bigger and stronger than her. But my concern is Jane is obviously in better shape than you are and might do better in a fight that lasts a while, so you'll have to try to beat her quick."

As the time for my wife to fight Jane came closer, my wife grabbed a large pillow and was holding it with both hands close to her chest in her white hotpants and red top as a smiling Jane stared intently at my wife in her one-piece red swimsuit as she held a large pillow close to her chest as well!

The two women dug their knees into the bed as they held their pillows tightly, both smiling yet both obviously determined to win the match as those in attendance cheered and egged them on. My heart began to beat quicker as the two women gave each other the once over, then slowly moved on their knees toward each other, each looking like cats about to pounce on their adversary !

Once the two reached each other, they began to go at it! The two women both had large pillows in their hands and each tried to use the pillow for both protection and as a kind of battering ram to force the other over! Of course, this kind of strategy played right into my wife's hands as she, using her size and weight advantage, tried to lean in on Jane and force her to her back with the pillow in front of her as the noise from the crowd increased in intensity! But Jane was able to move away and the inertia of my wife caused her to fall on the bed face first, allowing Jane to smack my wife in the back of the head twice with her pillow before my wife could right herself!

Thus far, to my shock, Jane was winning the fight!

My wife was slower and more apprehensive than Jane, but Jane was having problems dealing with my wife's size advantage. Thus, even though Jane seemed to be taking the initiative early, she was having problems negotiating my wife. Meanwhile, my wife was moving in on her again with that pillow in front of her, confident that she was too big for Jane to handle and hoping to use her size to force Jane down on the bed and finish her off!

My wife moved in and pushed at Jane with that pillow! She was looking pretty powerful now against the smaller Jane as she displayed her physical upper body strength while moving in with the pillow in front of her against Jane!

But Jane was the more agile of the two and was able to
fend off my wife's early advances, ducking away like she did earlier!

Now both women were on their knees, pushing at each other with their pillows and trying to bowl the other one over! My wife, being the heavier woman and supposedly stronger in the upper body, finally managed to use her weight to push Jane down on the bed and found herself on top of Jane, straddling her but struggling to stay atop as Jane kicked and bucked!

Jane managed to push her off, but then I noticed my wife trying to slip her legs around Jane's waist and trap her! She was ... she was going for The Texas Cruncher! The hold we had shared! "Our" hold!

Obviously, this moment was very poignant for me as my wife was trying to use something that we had personally shared –a secret moment of a fantasy I had of her wrestling another woman which had become reality! It was a moment that evolved into a special time of passion for us – and now she was performing that same maneuver I had taught her -- making this moment even more special! It was as though she was saying, "I'm doing this special thing for you -- and I'm going to make it even more special!"

In a way, it was as though my wife was sending a special little message to me, like Carol Burnett used to do when she pulled on her ear at the end of her show to say hello to her family. It was something only her loved ones knew the significance of – and my wife’s attempt to wrap Jane up in the “Texas Cruncher” seemed like a special message to me in the midst of her huge fight to let me know she was thinking of me and the night we had shared that hold between just the two of us and wanted to use that hold that had become so important to us so that I could share in her victory!

But suddenly, out of nowhere, both of Jane's strong legs shot up and blocked the attempt before my wife could complete the hold! My wife had been a fraction of a second too slow in applying the hold! I gasped as Jane had spoiled the moment for my wife!

My wife scrambled back to her knees and tried to get back on top to regain control of Jane, but she moved right into Jane's legs whick quickly put themselves around my wife and pulled her over and onto her back as the crowd cheered! My wife groaned to the delight of the crowd as Jane's shockingly strong legs forced her backward onto the bed!

Like a cat, Jane actually scrambled atop of my wife -- to my utter disbelief! But my wife quickly rolled Jane over and straddled her once again, using her weight advantage to stay atop Jane while trying to grab both of her wrists and pin them to the bed as the crowd continued to cheer the action! But quickly Jane rolled my bigger wife over before she could get settled and sat atop her chest!

Again, I was shocked that I was seeing the much smaller Jane on top of my wife! Then, as my wife tried to push her off and roll away, Jane quickly grabbed my wife by the wrists ... and schoolgirl pinned her arms to the bed by the wrists near her ears!

The crowd quickly gathered around to view my the scene as my wife's strong legs frantically kicked out and bucked as the unmistakeable, desperate gasping and panting sounds of being trapped in a schoolgirl pin and trying to escape came forth from my wife as Jane's weight atop her forced the air from her chest and kept her from breathing! The crowd continued to cheer, hoping for my wife's demise and her humiliation as my wife desperately thrashed around, trying to free herself from Jane's grasp on her wrists!

Jane quickly recognized that she had my wife pinned and was close to winning the fight! My wife's legs kicked out as she desperately tried to roll over and escape being trapped in the dreaded schoolgirl pin! The crowd was going crazy as my wife desperately tried to wriggle away and buck Jane off of her, trying to free herself from the grasp around her wrists!

Meanwhile, to keep my wife in place, Jane tightened her grip even more around my wife's wrists and sat even more firmly on her chest as she pressed my wife's wrists firmly into the bed -- and then moved her knees on top of my wife's already pinned arms, basically preventing my wife from using her strong upper body to simply roll over!

My wife continued to try to twist her big, magnificent
body over -- but it was doing no good! Jane looked like a cowgirl on a rodeo horse as my wife was doing everything she could to dislodge her, but with my wife's arms firmly pinned to the bed by the wrists as well as Jane's knees on her arms and with Jane leaning forward on her to increase the pressure on my wife's chest as well as avoid my wife's legs attempting to reach out and grab her, Jane wasn't budging an inch off my wife!

Jane had the hold clinched in!

Jane then leaned down close to my wife and whispered, "Give up ... give up!" into my wife's
ear as I got as close as I could to my gasping
wife, seeing if she would do just that! "Give up ... give up!"

Someone yelled, "Oh, yeah! Hey, guys! Jane's asking her to give up! Wow!"

My wife was really scared now as she was squirming and writhing in an attempt to get away, now that she realized she couldn't roll Jane over! Meanwhile, she was gasping for breath due to Jane's weight atop her chest! The crowd was raucous and jovial as Jane held my wife in the pin, continuing to lean forward and whispering into her ear, "Give up!"

Now I was watching my big, sexy wife getting plastered
to the mat by a smaller woman to her embarrassment as Jane continued to hold my wife down in the schoolgirl pin and tire her out!

Suddenly, Jane grabbed a big pillow and put it over my wife's face -- smothering her! I couldn't believe it! This caused my wife to kick out even more as she was helpless to pull the pillow away! She was having enough problems breathing already with Jane on top of her! And now with Jane smothering her with that pillow, inhaling and exhaling was even more of an issue for my wife!

Meanwhile, Jane continued whispering into my wife's now pillow-covered ear, "Give it up! Come on -- give up! Just give and it'll be all over in a second for you and you can breathe again!" as she continued to pin my wife to the bed while holding the pillow firmly over her face, her weight as well as her smothering maneuver preventing my wife from breathing and the pin tiring her out!

I could hear my wife gasping from beneath the pillow as she continued to desperately try to buck Jane off while the crowd cheered! Jane then whispered, "Sshhh! Shhh! It's over! I've got you now! You might as well stop struggling!" Jane was now trying to get my wife to stop fighting and let the smothering move as well as the fatigue take over and run its course!

And it looked like my wife was going to do exactly that as, to my astonishment, my wife began to stop fighting and was going limp as she had suddenly stopped kicking her pretty legs out and wasn't twisting her body anymore! It looked like she was about to either submit, thinking about submitting or go completely limp and be smothered out by Jane! I couldn't believe it!

Jane could sense victory now! She knew my wife was close to conceding. If she could beat my larger wife and make her verbally surrender, it would be a tremendous feather in her cap and a devastating humiliation for my wife! Jane so wanted to hear those two words from my wife's mouth -- and she knew she was very, very close to uttering them!

Jane pushed the pillow down even tighter on my wife's face! I heard a muffled, "Mmpphh!!" from my wife in response and instinctively tried to turn her head and body away from Jane while weakly bridging up with her legs, but by now it was a rather feeble attempt!

Then she just lay there with Jane atop her, holding the pillow over her face and head! My wife wasn't moving! It looked like Jane was either smothering her out or that my wife had already passed out!

There was silence from my wife for a few seconds! Then I could see my wife’s legs slowly raise a few inches off the bed – only to begin trembling in midair before collapsing back to the bed! Then, from beneath the pillow, we could all hear the muffled voice of my gasping, wife sigh in reluctant resignation, "OK, Jane ... You got me ... I give up ..."

She said it! I couldn't believe that my wife had
actually given up to a woman so much smaller than her!

Jane smiled, pulled the pillow off my wife's face and held it in the air with both hands, smiling gleefully in victory and exultation as the crowd exploded in cheers! Jane then looked down at my gasping, defeated wife with a huge smile on her face!

Jane had forced a woman much bigger than her to submit
to her! And that woman was -- my wife!

My wife lay there on the bed, still not moving, her face red as a beet with her eyes closed as Jane got off the bed and stood with hands on hips, looking at my wife! She raised her arms in victory and then struck a biceps pose as she smiled widely in triumph!

Meanwhile, my exhausted wife put the back of her right hand on her forehead and looked like the proverbial damsel in distress who had been vanquished by a superior female foe as her chest heaved back and forth as she gasped in air while laying on the bed!

My wife had not only lost her first wrestling match
fair and square to a much smaller woman, but had been
embarrassed and humiliated in the process!

I stared down at my wife who had become the focus of everyone as Jane had literally put her on display. As I looked down on my humiliated and beaten wife, it had become clear Jane had proven beyond a shadow of a doubt that she was the better woman over my wife as her pride had literally been smothered out at the hands of her adversary. But I was still proud of her effort.

I reached down and slowly pulled my wife off the bed to her feet and put my arm around her shoulder to help her slowly walk out of the poolhouse in total humiliation and defeat!