Wrestling with Janet 3

Because she was an animal lover Janet had devised a game at the riding school where she gave lessons called hunt the guy. Despite her love of all things equestrian she hated any form of blood sport such as fox hunting and to make her lessons enjoyable once per moth she organized a man hunt which as the name implies means chasing a guy across countryside with Janet and pupils on horseback with the guy on foot to see if he could remain free for longer than 3 or 4 hours. She reckoned this had all the fun of a regular hunt without real cruelty. They had played this game 3 times before with teen guys who were friends of the riding students trying to impress these 16 year old girls. Each time 18 year old Janet led the pursuit of girls and eventually managed to trap or corner the guys before leading them back to the stables in less than a third of the time. Janet was reliving a tale on one of our dates and I made a comment that they were only young guys who wouldn't have the stamina why not try it with someone older and fitter. So the bet was on for the next day, the rules being as given before but I had to submit to her if she was to be declared the winner and all I had to do was not submit within the 4 hour period. At her suggesting I met up with the 5ft 5 ins and 125lb Janet at 11 am, she was wearing her light fawn jods with dark brown inner thigh and bottoms sections which seemed to exaggerate her already round and lovely ass. She had a hooped poly short sleeve shirt and black leather riding roots with matching gloves. She carried in her hand her crop and hard hat which would shortly be placed on her glorious wavy dark brown hair. Her hunting team consisted of her main assistant Carol a girl of 16 with short blond hair and dressed identical to Janet although slightly taller at 5ft 7ins and weighed 140lbs. A further 5 girls also joined the hunt all in the 16 years old age group. It was obvious that the girls had been there for some time as the horses had been groomed and looked as if they had already been out for a ride.

We all got ready and Janet mounted her large black horse which was snorting and hitting his front leg on the ground in an aggressive manner. Janet liked this horse she owned as it was classed as spirited and difficult but she made riding it look easy. She appeared at home and totally in control astride a horse and her lovely ass almost filled the saddle, she looked down at me as the horse circled around and said “o/k off you go, you have 30 minutes start then we come after you after which you have to stay away from us for 4 hours before we hunt you down ”. I immediately ran off in a straight direction and thought if I can get to a very small wooded area to the right of a hill and about 2 miles away, I could lie low and they wouldn't be able to know I was there. Janet smiled knowingly as all guys before me had done the same and it came to her mind that males were good triers but not that clever. I entered the small wood at the same time that the girls set off, although Janet's horse bucked as it galloped it made no difference to her perfect posture and upright riding position, as she ordered one of their group to go to the top of the hill with her binoculars and keep and eye in the direction of the wood. All the other 5 girls including Janet rode quickly up to the wood and Janet told 2 of them to cover the trail inland, 1 to cover the return trail and Janet and Carol were to enter the wood using the Bridle Path with a mission of smoking me out as she called it. Unfortunately the wood provided little cover and in my attempt to move to better ground I cracked a twig which was sensed by the 2 on horseback. I decided on another strategy and ran away from the path and out the wood giving me sufficient distance from Janet and Carol which cheered me up. On leaving I noticed the 2 girls covering my exit and not knowing the area, I decided to take the one available track which I ran down to give me a good lead over the girls who I believed had not seen me. Little did I know that the girl on the hill was pointing out directions to the others and Janet in particular. Janet regrouped her troops and gave them a pep talk instructing them to take plenty of drink as the midday sun was hot and one of the younger girls obtained the drinks from one of the cool boxes that Janet had organized for her team around the area, all of which were locked so I couldn't get access. Janet told me later that she grouped her team and said “there is only 1 hour down and we have him trapped as I had taken a peninsular track which is covered by cliffs to the sea on both sides but won't become visible for another mile, I want us to slowly push him further into the trap which becomes narrower so he will be cornered”. She then told the others “line up across the trail and ride in a trotting formation so he can't retreat, we have plenty of time, we are refreshed but he must be tired, hot, and thirsty and caught in a trap so let's take advantage of our position”. After a mile I realized my mistake and saw cliffs and the sea on 2 sides but kept jogging in the hope of finding some escape, after a short while I heard the girl's horses and then looking back they came into view. The cliffs were tapering to a point in the sea and it was obvious that they had carefully planned this move to corner me here so I decided to run sideways and try and climb down the cliff because even Janet couldn't ride a horse down there. She seemed to read my mind because just before my intended dash she split the team into 3 couples and swung around in a pincer movement to prevent my move. It took a few minutes of me running against there riding before I was surrounded by the girls and they closed in for the kill. At this point I made my last effort to escape and ran between 2 of the less experienced girls into the open countryside with Janet chasing me crop in hand. Like the expert rider she is she overtook me wheeling her horse around and looked at me as if challenging me to try and get past her. We looked like 2 gun slingers squaring off except she was astride this large sweating stamping horse and I was on foot. I tried to use my speed afoot and pass her as I did before with the other girls but Janet was too good and experienced a rider and she kept moving the horse slightly with her knees and reins to stop me. Janet then slowly kicked the horse with both feet and made a clicking noise to get the horse to slowly pushed me backwards towards the others this continued until I was pushed on to the only rocky outcrop in miles where she was joined by Carol and the others. I was now really cornered and trapped against the rock.

Janet rode forward and with her wonderful sexy smile and eyes, stopped and sat up higher in the saddle and said “that was the best one yet, you did really well considering I knew the land really well and planned it this way, it took 2hours 15 minutes to corner you, so do you surrender” I looked up at this girl who so sexily sat on this horse and tried to catch my breath and teasingly said that “you did quite well but were lucky, I don't feel like submitting”, “that's o/k by me looks as I will have to make you. Girls, you will now see how a clever girl defeats a dim boy” She kicked her heals into her horse and moved it forward to were I crouched on the rock and I stood up as the horse started to kick it's front legs at me. “I could rear the horse up and get him to stand on you, I have never fully beaten up a boy whilst on horseback, that would be good first eh girls” At this point she was looking down at me from her seat straddling atop the horse and as I stood looking up at her my head level with her stirrups it appeared no one else existed for us. I said “O/K I will fight you for a surrender, but not whilst you are on horseback it's not fair” and she said “oh yes it is, I like having this advantage I will start the fight on horseback and then wrestle you on the floor to get my submission”. Being on foot I was faster and more flexible but she had such a huge advantage sitting astride this big beast and being an expert rider made it impossible for me as she proceeded to play cat and mouse with her as the cat. She smiled at me as I tried to grab her leg and she pushed me to the ground with a kick, after getting up she maneuvered the horse's bulk into me making me fall down. It was at one of these points that we heard the clapping and cheering of the audience and she bowed to her admirers to show appreciation. At the end of this period I lay on the floor and she moved her horse right over me and looked directly down and said “give up?” I was out of breath but replied “When are you getting off?, you couldn't defeat me without your horse”. At his point she shouted girls and Carol and 3 others jumped down on to the floor and piled on top of me, sitting on my stomach, legs, arms and one in reserve. Janet coolly got off her horse and changed place with the girl on my stomach asking the others to leave me. “I think you recognize this position so now comes the real interesting bit, its wrestling time! But if you want to submit now you can save yourself the pain and energy because you know it's only a matter of time before you do. You know you can't get me off you?” I replied “No, there is always a first time and I am physically stronger than you so I reckon it's only a matter of time before I start winning our tussles”. She grabbed hold of my wrist wrestling with them trying to pin them and at same time she scooted up a little so she straddled my stomach. Through numerous fights she knew what to do next as she slowly but surely place her right knee on my left bicep waited a little to control matters then used both of her free hands to bring down my left arm and placing her other knee on top. As an extra measure she moved so both hands pinned my wrists to the floor but also her knees were used for extra measure whilst she sat on top of my lower chest. “Now darling it's no disgrace if you just submit, you gave us a good workout when we were on horseback and in this position you know you can't get me off you, I could sit here all day and nothing you can do can prevent it. You know all the bucking, rearing, bridging and writhing won't do any good. Even if you could fold yourself in two and buck like a rodeo bull, you know I would still be sat on you at the end smiling down don't you?” The worst part was of what she said was that she meant it and it was true. But she definitely respected me more for trying and what's more she thoroughly enjoyed it. “Come on darling let's call it a day, you know I won't let you up without submitting, especially in front of the girls”. I said to Janet that I would like to but my pride told me that I had to try and if only I managed to unseat her I'm sure it would make the next time easier. She looked down at me smiled and “Oh well, you had the chance so make your move, you know exactly were I will be.” I decided to throw everything into trying to unseat her, I bucked furiously and repeatedly as well as twisting and trying to turn her over but she just sat there enjoying the fight and riding me into exhaustion. This part of the fight lasted about 10 minutes and she had the cheek to shout, “Yahoo, ride em cowgirl to the audience who laughed, cheered and made cowboy yelps” after this period my movement was dying down and I could see by her expression that she thought she had ridden me to submission so I suddenly burst into another frenzy and used up a lot of ground moving around in circles hoping she would fall off. When this was unsuccessful I tried twisting my legs and bottom half of my body round but her low centre of gravity and lovely round ass kept my top half securely pinned on my back. It must have looked peculiar for onlookers to see one half of my body on its side and the other firmly on its back with this gorgeous girl sat atop of my chest. With all this effort Janet had moved higher into a sitting pin on my neck and pushed up to make my jaw uncomfortable. She looked vertically down at my face pushed up due to her crotch and ass on my jaw, the look of these two tone jods with her ass must have been a sight for sore eyes for the people who looked on. “Oh dear you don't look comfortable but if it cheers you up I am” as she adjusted a wedgy, “are you going to surrender.” “No never! Not this time, you have to leave sometime”. She said “time out”, keeping exactly the same position she said, “Darling you have got this all wrong, I can stay as long as necessary, I am very comfortable sat on your throat whereas you are struggling to breath. If necessary I can sit all day and more, the girls will get me refreshments but I'm afraid there's none for you. You can't get me off you, I am a natural sitter built to sit straddle you and on top of that I'm an expert horsewoman, look at the way I rode you down today”. I must admit it was getting hotter stuck under her lovely hot ass which had sat astride a horse, saddle and me for most of the day. The smell of saddle leather and jods was starting to be overbearing in this position. She picked up a bit of grass from the field and slowly let it drift on to my face, which irritated me and then slowly flicked my nose and pretended to spit from her position of authority. I decided since she was sitting so high I would again try and buck her over my head but despite my huge arches her balance was wonderful as she smiled down and shook her head. “Why do you do that darling, I have all the advantage and you have none, I tell you what to give you a chance I will not use my hands and put them on my thighs and let's see if you can buck me off you”. This seemed to be my chance but I didn't have the energy as before and her balance was a good as ever as she smiled down and rode out my bucks. This time it finished with me bridging once more whilst Janet looked down from her pinning position proudly sitting high on my throat. I don't know why but I held this position for about 5 minutes and she laughed and said “what do you think you are trying to do, you will simply strain yourself while I hold this sitting pin position riding you, waiting for you to fall, which you surely will, your body muscles stand no chance against my lovely round jod covered ass”. I was frustrated at being in this position and said “I will hold this position as long as I want and you won't break me”. She looked down and with a rye look said “Suits me darling, I love this position and I'm enjoying every minute, I've straddled bigger beasts than you and broke them all eventually, let's see how long it takes to do it to you”. She looked constantly in my eyes and every minute kept saying “that's another minute and I'm still on top, oh dear you seem to be getting redder in the face”. I heard the girls cheering in the background and heard Carol say “not long now Janet, he's nearly broken”. After about 10 minutes I started to ache and my huge arch went down slowly inch at a time. On the way I tried some smaller bucks with no luck. All of a sudden I collapsed and they all cheered, Janet asked Carol for a bottle of water which she took a drink out of, as in her words all this wrestling made her thirsty. I said it's “o/k for you I have ran miles today and had your hot sweaty ass on my chest and throat, all you have done is sit astride me or your horse all afternoon, please give me a drink”. She replied “I was thinking about it but after that last remark about my ass I don't think so but you can have some water” and started to flick it into my face. The trouble with being on the bottom in a schoolgirl pin match is that if the girl on top is skilled in the art she can hold your face in any position and torture you like this whilst looking directly with eye to eye contact. Janet eventually said look it's been a long time we have to return to the stables and it's a long walk for you after this exercise, just submit and I will get off you” I ignored her request so she reinforced her pin heavily on my throat so that I could hardly breath and I banged the floor and shouted in a muffled noise. “Do you give in?” I said “yes in an angry voice”. Janet said here are the terms: Firstly repeat “1. Janet is always on top, Girls are better wrestlers than boys and I promise to always obey them 2. I promise to groom all the girls horses when we return. 3. I lost the hunt competition even though the time duration has elapsed. Even though I tried shouting my submission and agreeing to her terms she took another 3 minutes to get off me, looking down at me and shouting; “I didn't hear you, speak clearer”. This was very difficult with her ass on my throat and her crotch pushing at my jaw

She then got off me but I lay down exhausted and coughing for a few minutes listening to the cheering masses of students. Janet looked at me and said consider yourself well sat on, she then adjusted her jod bottom as it must have been hot down there after using her ass as such a potent weapon. She mounting her horse went back to the stables using the sitting and standing trot techniques whilst I tried to keep up alongside. Janet looked down at me and said “come on fit boy, horsewomen are far superior don't you think? I was thinking of tying you to my horse and cantering all the way back but I didn't have any rope. We looked at each other with a knowing smile and both bust out laughing. We would remember this day for many years to come.