Wrestling with Janet 2

Janet was going riding and asked me to pick her up from the stables at 1 pm on a Saturday on a glorious day in June; I arrived nice and early as I had nothing on that day. When I arrived she was about 3 miles from the stables, so for exercise I decided to walk to where she normally was and meet her and return together. I enjoyed the walk although it was strenuous in the mid day heat. I found her in fields adjacent to cliffs leading to the sea and with her she was with 3 younger girls about 15 or 16 years of age, who she was teaching and were also riding. Janet was 18 years old, 5ft 5ins, 125 lbs with brunette coloured wavy shoulder length hair which of course was hidden by her hard hat. She was wearing tight white jodhpurs which I loved as she had a round ass which these pants tended to focus on. She also had brown riding boots and a white sleeveless top.

When I reached them they had been laughing and she looked down at me from astride her large black horse and said “Oh Hi I was just telling the girls here that I beat you in a play fight yesterday”, this was a bit embarrassing as the other girls were younger than Janet but I laughed along with it and tried to make a joke about Horse riding not being a real sport, the horse doing all the activity whist you girls just sit there. Anyway we all set off back to the stables with me walking alongside Janet and her friends. After about 100yards or so Janet said “I tell you what, someone who competes in real sports needs to increase his fitness levels especially if he wants to stand a chance of wrestling with me, let's start that fitness campaign right now and jog alongside me whist I trot back to the stables”. As I was a then a keen football and Rugby player who was relatively fit I agreed to this suggestion. Janet said go and the girls started trotting with me jogging alongside. After about half a mile she quickened the pace and shouted – “come on keep up” which I must admit was difficult in the mid summer heat but I wasn't going to reveal this to her. The terrain seemed different to my walk out and she let us back through a marshy and muddy Bridle track other passing horse riders laughed as we passed them by. By this time I took up the rear and Janet's horse kept kicking up mud into my face, splattering me and making my designer jeans and tee shirt look a mess. Even though it was tiring keeping up, I could not help looking up and admiring her lovely round ass enclosed in the jodhpurs which with all the hours of sitting astride horse on a saddle had turned into a scuffed dirty off white colour. The jods and the boots were also very muddy by now but not as bad as my attire. For the next 2 miles I kept up with her, thinking there can't be far left, we climbed up a long grassy hill which made my heart pound although it made Janet smile and shout “not far now”. After another mile or so the stables came into view and Janet said o/k nearly there I will race you back and to be fair I will give you 30 seconds start, it will be worth your while when we get back to the house. I couldn't resist especially as there was a disused railway line which I believed could only be accessed on foot and reduced the distance by half so although absolutely exhausted I set off. After the agreed 30 seconds I had climbed up the embankment on to the line and was jogging back with a sense of joy when Janet set off with the other girls cheering her on, I waved at them in a sarcastic manner. With the stables coming accessible I noticed that Janet had climbed up the embankment on her horse kicking it gently for encouragement and made it on to the line. With less than 100 yards left she caught up with me looking down with a wry smile whist controlling the horse in a sitting trot. She stayed just in front encouraging me until we got to the stables at which point I collapsed but she remained sitting on her horse waiting for the others to return.

After accepting the congratulations Janet said to me “not bad for a girl who doesn't play real sports eh?, How about double or quits at wrestling right here outside the stables with the girls as witnesses” I looked up at her on her horse and although exhausted I said yes why not but this time it's for a submission and she leaned down so we shook and agreed on these terms. I said o/k get off your horse to which she said all in good time and nudged the beast forward towards me to push me back until she had me cornered in a section of the coral. I shouted, “How can we wrestle if you won't get off your horse” To which she said “be patient, I will move him back then but you have to get me off”. At this point I managed to release myself from this predicament and grabbed hold of one of her muddy boots which she kicked suddenly causing me to fall. Janet's friends rolled around laughing. I angrily got up and tried to get her down off the horse but each time she nudged the horse moving it a little making me fall. Each time both she and her friends bust into laughter. The last time I stayed on the ground sweating profusely and Janet looked down and said, “Now we get to do the wrestling.

At this point she dismounted and strolled over to where I lay standing with one leg either side of my body she sat down hard on my back. She then moved one of my arms over and twisted me on to my back whilst still straddling me. Now astride my stomach, I thought to myself that she has now made her mistake and the odds are equalized now that we fought together on the ground. She grabbed my wrists and we started a fight to see if she can pin them down. My arms were still strong as they had not been affected in my long run and I held my own and she had extreme difficulty in getting them down. However she inched forward and placed one knee on one shoulder thus giving her the advantage of using 2 free arms against me one. Gradually she pushed my other down and placed her other knee on my arm and shuffled her lovely ass forward on to my chest and pinning my wrists on the ground with her hands next to my head in a schoolgirl pin. She reinforced her pin by moving slightly forward and said “this position is so cool, do you submit”, I replied “no way, I am not in pain and it's not like last time when you just sat on top of me for a set length of time, I will tire you out soon, reverse this position and make you sorry”. To be honest, although I was really exhausted I did believe I could win as she was so much lighter and smaller than me, although she had a low centre of gravity, a lovely round ass and hose riding skills that ideally suited the position she was in.. She replied, “oh good I love taking my time in the schoolgirl pin position and torturing the person I'm sitting on, you may have noticed that I took you on an unusual return journey which I had planned so it would leave you tired for our wrestling match”. She then looked up and said “are you recording this evidence girls”, I moved as best as I could to see one of the girls still on horseback using her mobile whist another had dismounted and was also using her camera from a different angle. Right I thought time to end this but the first thing is to get her off so I bucked up as hard as I could but this did nothing apart from move Janet slightly forward. I continued this for a few bucks but gained nothing so eventually I tried to bridge her off and formed a bridge arch from my neck to my tiptoes but although I made up an impressive arch she sat as securely as ever and in this position and said “what an earth are you trying to do”, in this position I tried to topple her side ways but she maintained her seat expertly. I remained in the Bridge position for about 5 minutes and at regular intervals lowered myself slightly and tried a little buck in the hope she would fall over my head or lose balance sideways. She simply smiled down at me laughing a little and said “you tried this yesterday and it didn't do much good then, better conserve your energy for your next escape attempt. What are you going to do next?” At this point I laid back with my knees up in the air thinking about my next plan, which I reckoned would be to move her sideways and twist her off. My first attempt was hopeful in that I lifted her up so she and I were nearly on our side, in this position I ran out of leverage to continue my bid for freedom and we both fell back in the same sgp position, she took the opportunity of adjusting a wedgy and making herself more comfortable. I tried this method a few times but it became obvious that the first attempt was a surprise which nearly worked but as she was expecting future efforts my attempts became pointless. She laughed and said “you are so predictable, when are you going to catch me round my chest with your legs”, I shouted now and brought my legs up to which she simply sat forward and said “ya missed”, I tried it again and she did the same shouting back “missed again but nearer”, the 3 rd time she leaned a bit further forward but I stretched my legs and caught her but unfortunately I over stretched and Janet brought my legs forward in a matchbox pin, saying “give in?”. She held me like this for a few minutes but as still did not submit she let my legs go but still remained in the sgp position. I made one last effort and pushed her lugs in the air and managed to grab hold of her lovely ass and try and push it over my head but all it did was to bring her down suddenly on my neck. She sat there looking down sitting on my neck but then decided to move slightly back saying “that was nice position but I don't really want to choke you to death in a sitting pin”. At this point I was exhausted, beat red and coughing which didn't help with Janet sitting heavily and on top of me. She said that “I would like to relieve you of bit of weight but I know you wouldn't want any concessions given in our wrestling match”. For about 5 minutes we looked at each other and she asked twice to submit which I refused. Janet asked for advice from the girls, “what should I do girls?” To which one replied “you can't let him up without a submission Janet, he will make sarcastic remarks about horse riding, think about how you used to finish fights at school!” She was quite correct and this must have given her an idea. She sat upright on my chest moving forward slightly still pinning my arms with her shins and rested her ass just below my jaw keeping her legs wide apart so not too block my ears. She said “I love to straddle when I compete whether it's on horses or in a wrestling match, I enjoy sitting astride, whilst the person underneath attempts to get me off whilst I'm getting them to give in, once I get in this position there is only one outcome. Although I am not that big I have never lost a wrestling match or play fight and always ended up like this. Why don't you submit now because I've had my fun and the next bit might hurt a bit” I must admit she looked gorgeous as she spoke and her dark wavy hair hung down and required combing after being under the riding helmet, her green eyes were stunning but my pride would not allow me tosubmit. She said “O/K simply shout out when you have had enough”. She made her position even stronger moving forward a little, scratched her ass and brought her legs in a bit which removed one sense as I was now deafened but increased the my sense of smell due to the aroma of a mixture of saddle leather and horses on her jod thighs. “O/K you watching girls? this is how to finish off a stubborn man”, she then picked up some grass cuttings and loose hay and started to rub into my face. I was trying to spit it out and twist my face as it was irritating me so she pinched my nose thus forcing me to open my mouth for air, unfortunately she put more grass into my mouth causing her to laugh and the other girls to giggle. This latest twist gave me new energy and I managed to release an arm but Janet as cool as you like simply looked down and placed her knee on top of it. I was twisting, bucking and rearing like a man demented probably more than at the start of the fight and indeed we moved around on the ground as I tried to force her to loose her seat, using one of the girls who still sat her horse as a reference point it would appear that we must have been around in 3 circles but Janet still remained in the same mounted position. She stopped the grass torture and looked down and asked me to submit, to which I said “Never you have not won this fight yet and you can't sit on me for ever”. Looking down at me whist sitting astride just below my jaw she smiled and replied “Look let us have a rest and analyse the practical issues.

Point 1, you have already lost and we have evidence, I am on top and have you trapped; Point 2, I can indeed sit here all day, I am very comfortable and you are not. You are exhausted and red beat whereas I am cool as a cucumber, you have tried everything and I still on top of you.

Point 3, I am experienced rider and over recent times have broken in numerous wild horses and if they can't get me off how can you?”

I replied I would only submit if she destroyed the evidence. Janet said oh and

Point 4, you are not in a position to negotiate where as I am and I keep the evidence.

“I will give you 1 minute or the fight recommences”. I replied No way it's not fair. Janet said “Who said anything about being fair but if that's what you want here we go!”

She moved slightly back and on to my chest and shouted “typewriter” and started tapping on my chest and every 20 seconds slapping my face, At first my chest did not hurt but after a minute or so is started to become a pain! I suddenly bucked very hard and threw her up in the air nearly over my head but she stopped the momentum by resting her hands on the ground, I tried to shuffle free but she was too quick and regained her poison fully on top, “really good try maybe I underestimated you, that was the nearest anyone has ever got to getting me off, however I'm still here and about to restart the treatment”. She carried on with the Typewriter for a further 3 minutes during which time I squealed and writhed around the ground but all this time she kept herself mounted on my chest. “O/k do you give yet, what no, oh you're a sprightly one, let's try the head treatment”. She moved forward to sit below my jaw again, moving forward to move my head at a high angle so she made my position as uncomfortable as possible. She looked down smiled and said, “recognize this position again” at that point she moved her legs in and the same leather and hose smell engulfed me. Then she started tapping his forehead slowly which gave me the energy to try again to unseat her by bucking repeatedly. On one occasion her thighs moved off my ears and I heard her say to her friends, “this is the bit I really like, the bucking and bridging but there's no way he can get me off, he's well and truly trapped in this pin”. All the time I bucked she maintained her tapping on my forehead then after 3 or 4 minutes she stopped, smiled down and placed the forefingers of both hands in a knuckle arrangement and started applying pressure to nerves in my head. I kicked, thrashed and banged the floor but she kept her seat perfectly, after a minute she stopped and looked down with a grin. “Do you want something”, I replied “yes I want to give in”, “louder” she said and I repeated it and the other girls cheered and clapped. Janet who was now sitting with her hands on her thighs looking directly down at me in a sexy pose, said “well o/k but these are the terms of your submission, you have to repeat that Janet is the better wrestler, Horse Riding is a real sport and you have to brush my horse down” I repeated and agreed the first 2 terms but was going to hold out against the horse brushing but Janet said “Look at the position you are in with me sat comfortably astride your chest, as I said before you are not in any position to argue”. I agreed with her terms instantly. Janet looked at her friends and said “always remember to fight from a position of strength have an advantage and you can overcome the strongest people, especially men.

I then got up and she assisted me to stand up. She looked stunning in her riding outfit especially her ass in those jods with the boots. Later when we were in the car driving home, we laughed at the days events. I said that she only won because she planned it that I would be disadvantaged, “Of course I did and I will do the same in the future and you will fall for it again at the next time.