Wrestling with Janet 4

It was a hot sunny early afternoon in June that Janet and her sister Joy decided to have a bbq on the back lawn of our house. 8 years had past since the last story with Janet and she I had had become partners. She was 26 years old, 5ft 6ins and had put on a little weight and was 140lb. Her figure was curvaceous with her lovely ass even more rounded than before which was enclosed in a pair of tight levis jeans and like most of her riding jeans and jodhpurs had a scuffed and slightly discoloured bottom area due to her excessive sitting in a saddle. She was now a professional horse riding instructress and had come straight from work exercising her horses so to complement her attire still wore a pair of muddy riding boots and had a cool sleeveless white shirt. Her sister Joy was 31 years old, smaller than Janet at 5ft 2 ins and a lot lighter and wiry at 115 lbs. She wore a pair of designer jeans, tee shirt and trainers. Although their sizes were different there was no doubting they were sisters and both had green eyes and dark brown hair although Joy's was long and straight whilst Janet's was medium length and wavy.

When we finished eating all 3 lay down in the hot afternoon and drank a number of bottles of wine. We were all happy with drink when Janet came from the house with another bottle put it down and sat astride and directly on the small of my back. “It's must be 2 or 3 years since we wrestled, Davy and I used to do it all the time at the stables after I finished riding but he always ended up pinned” she explained to Joy. “Come on Davy Boy lift yourself up on all 4's and I will ride you around the garden before I decide to pin you” She kicked my side shouting faster as we moved around the lawn as we laughed and I pretended to be her horse. After about 15 minutes I needed a rest and drink of water as all the wine and sun had dehydrated me. She was disappointed and refused me water which resulted in my collapse with Janet still on top of me. “Come on horsey; tell you what see if you can do 20 press ups with me sat on you”. Much as I tried I was not as fit as before and only got to 18 when her weight was too much and I collapsed again, “that was disappointing she said, when you played football and rugby 8 years ago you could get to 30 with me sat on you without even trying”. “You are heavier now I said”, we laughed and she said “Right you are asking for it now and got her hands under my arms and twisted me on my back so she straddled me and tried to pin my arm down. “Let's wrestle she said and show Joy how a perfect schoolgirl pin can be achieved”. Although we had little tussles in our house this was the first one outside with an audience for quite some time. Probably because she was stronger and heavier than before she found it easier to pin my arms next to my head, of course the advantage of being on top and having the leverage and coupled to my lack of fitness helped. She scooted up so although she did not kneel on my arms and she had them trapped by squashing them along side my head as she moved up to sit heavily on my upper chest nearly at my chin. Her dirty jeans which had a stained ass of thinner denim rested on me as she looked over at Joy and said, “What do you think Joy, I think I have him well and truly trapped, can he make me lose my seat? Many have tried and none succeeded”. Joy laughed and said we'll see, after all he's 5ft 10ins and very big. I looked up and laughed and said “no problem I will buy you that new horse if you can keep me pinned for 30 minutes. The bet was on and I immediately tried to buck her off me and twisted my waist and legs over trying to unseat her. She laughed and shouted to her sister, “This is so cool; I love to be on top in the schoolgirl pin position wrestling with the guy on the bottom. It doesn't seem fair as I have all the advantage”. I bucked furiously but all that happened was that it moved Janet higher on top and I sweated a lot and became redder and redder. I stopped to catch my breath; she took the opportunity to further reinforce her pin, although she didn't need to and moved her knees in to make sure I looked straight up at her. “She now got hold of my arms, “I didn't kneel on your arms this time, I didn't need to as my extra strength pinned you down weak boy. She proceeded to use my hands to lightly slap my cheeks”. “Stop it I shouted”. “You had better make me little boy”. I was now frustrated and formed a mighty text book wrestler's bridge to try and topple her. “That is useless she said, your tiring yourself out, it doesn't matter how much you try I will be right here riding you to exhaustion”. Whilst in this position I was on the limit of my tip toes and shoulders forming an arch but she just looked down from her perfect seated position and said “come on lad, up! Try a bit more I haven't budged yet”. She looked over at her sister and said “what do ya think sis? Joy said “Hey it reminds me of all those years ago when I was about 16 and you were 11 and so much smaller. Can you remember how I used to pin you on Dad's yard and also on my bed. That was great” Janet thought about this and had forgotten that her sister had pinned her when she was so much younger and smaller, this actually prayed on her mind as she thought she had never lost a play fight or wrestling match. Joy looked over and said, “Sis you have him pinned real good but it is obvious that he doesn't work out these days, you and he should go down the Gym to my aerobics and boxing class, it is really good and the instructor reckons that I am superbly fit, strong with great muscle tone, anyhow the time is up and time to let poor old Davy up” She looked down at me and laughed saying “do you submit and will you buy me a the horse?”, as she was sat right on my throat with her knees rubbing my face I agreed to these terms and she promptly let me up.

We both took a drink of water but Janet's mind seemed elsewhere. She looked over at here elder sister and said “so you think you are fit eh, I also work out and don't forget I ride miles every day as it's my job” but Joy replied “yes it might be skillful but it's not real exercise as all you do is sit on the horse, you need to sweat and work hard to get really fit, compare my physique to yours , that is the reason I didn't carry on riding like you when I was younger”. Janet looked over and stared at Joy, “oh I'm not fit like you eh, do you fancy a wrestling match to see who comes out on top?” Joy replied “Look at our shapes you don't stand a chance Janet, sure let's fight for a submission but I need to get dressed for it, luckily I have my Gym gear in my bag” Joy went to get changed but Janet simply got me to take off her muddy boots and decided to fight in the dirty levis she went riding in saying that the jeans are used to straddling.

I was to be the referee but the only rules were no hair pulling, kicking, biting or hitting and who ever gets 2 submission wins. I said go and they looked at each other, Janet looked at her sister and said “look let's stop this now we are grown up, we should kiss and cuddle and have another drink” Joy agreed and they both went to cuddle but Janet being street wise put her leg behind Joy's and tripped he up. Joy taken completely by surprise fell on her back winded while Janet sat heavily astride her stomach. Before Joy regained her composure Janet had hold of her wrists and with her leverage pinned them to the floor and scooted up and placed her knees on them. Janet looked down at her sister with a wry smile and said “Got you exactly where I want you. I am in my favourite position, on the top in a schoolgirl pin whereas you are trapped on the bottom”. “Only because you cheated” Joy replied. Janet smiled down and said, “Now look here fit girl, I always get an advantage when I can and what about you bullying me by sitting on me all those years ago. Joy brought her legs up quickly and tried to scissor Janet from below but Janet moved forward a little and shouted “ole, ya missed, hard luck, try again”. The schoolgirl pin makes the girl on the bottom look directly up into the sitter's eyes as she looks down and Joy said “you might be on top at the moment but I'm fitter and stronger than him or you and I intend to reverse this position and make you suffer”. Janet confidently stared down and replied “oh good but you may have a bit of trouble while I'm up here and you are down there. Still I'm looking forward to you trying sis, don't forget my perfect balance and expert riding skills, nothing or no one has ever got my lovely round ass off them once I am mounted”. I looked over with admiration as they both looked gorgeous, Joy muscular, slim and so fit who was covered and glistening in sweat looking up in anger and Janet straddling on top in the mount position perfectly balanced in control, her scuffed knees and stained round ass of her tight jeans was sitting on Joy as though she was riding a National winner. Joy tried again and again to catch Janet with her legs but each time she missed with Janet looking down and pulling her tongue out each time. “What ya going to do Joy, bet you can't buck me off or raise to a wrestler's bridge like Davy”. Joy did writhe on the ground and bucked like a demented bull but Janet just rode it out. She even tried the bridge but due to the 25 lbs weight difference this was difficult and when she tried to lift she did so very slowly. Janet smiled down and said “What's up little girl is my ass too heavy”, Joy strained and arched her back from her toes to her shoulder and looked great with her toned muscles and tight stomach. Janet continued smiling down and pushed up so her crotch rested right on Joy's chin with her ass sat on the throat. “I'm in a great position Joy; the days of you bullying me are long gone. All that Gym work is no good when a real woman gets on top of you. Let's see how strong your abs really are, bet you 50 pounds you can't support the bridge position for 20 minutes with me on top” Joy said “You are on, it's a bet”. Joy did really well and kept the position despite the shear agony shown on her face and after about 12 minutes began to grunt loudly and sometimes shouting “come on” at herself for support. All this time Janet smiled down with a cruel grin saying “come on Joy not long now”. Janet was nasty and after15 minutes she started tickling Joy's armpits and also knocking her knuckles on her temples, following her last trick of pushing her knuckles into nerves below her ears Joy couldn't stand it and collapsed having maintained the Bridge for 18 minutes. “Hard luck Joy, you nearly made it but you owe me 50 pounds now”. Janet tried to talk with her jaw trapped by Janet's crotch “Come on Janet that was cheating”, “sorry little slim fit girl, but nothing in the rules about not using my tricks”. After this Joy lay flat on her back with knees folded whilst Janet sat on her throat with hands calmly on her thighs. Joy tried to upset Janet “Your big ass is so damn hot and stinks of horses and saddles, it's making me sweat”. “That's right Joy like a lot of days I have spent today straddling either horses or people, that's why my ass is stained. I think sitting and straddling is my destiny. Are you ready to submit”? No I'm not came the reply, don't forget I go to self defense classes as well as the other Gym work, I will still beat you” At this point she bucked suddenly again repeatedly, but Janet sat tight shouting “Yahoo” causing the neighbors kids to look over and look in surprise. Janet simply waved at them, shouting “Don't worry kids I am on top of everything and laughed”. Now Janet looked down at Joy and said “Look I have sat on you for about an hour and your designer gym gear looks a mess as does your hair. You are hot sweaty and if necessary I could sit on you all day, even you must realise that. It just proves that my horse riding skills are superior to your gym work so admit I'm the better girl and I will get off you”. Joy looked so small under the larger Janet and her head was moving in short sideways movements between Janet's thighs. She was nearly crying and shouted, no! no! it's not fair I work had to get this toned” Janet said “oh well lets do it my way then and rubbed her denim clad knee abrasively against the face of Joy and after 3 minutes of pain which showed with the blemish on her face, Joy shouted “I submit, I submit please get off me you are the better girl”

Janet got up and said “ok 1 minutes rest and then the next pin or submission”, Joy looked miserable and after 1 minute did not look at all ready and was still panting whereas the time was exactly what Janet need to get back to fighting shape. Janet had of course planned this and the 20 minute Bridge bet was all part of her plans to have Joy exhausted and for Janet to have a big advantage for round 2. Janet quickly got Joy in a head lock, brought her down swinging one leg over Joys torso. Janet sat up and said “what have we here I'm on top again mounted in my favourite Schoolgirl Pin position”. Once more Janet moved higher and managed to secure Joys arms with her knees and then her ankles as she secured the pin. Joy looked absolutely defeated and then suddenly she seemed like a mad woman flinging herself around in an uncontrolled manner shouting “no! no! Not again I can't take it again”. Janet was controlled enjoying every second, she said” What is it like to be sat on Joy, Davy says my schoolgirl pin is the most secure pin he's seen, I could sit on you all day and night and you couldn't get me off”. Janet scatched her ass, adjusted a wedgy and moved forward to secure the pin on Joy's throat pushing her jaw even further forward to make her uncomfortable. Joy's face looked totally surrounded by Janet's dirty jeans as she looked down proudly in a dominating manner saying “You are the sittee and I'm the sitter and a natural at straddling and you are nice and comfortable to sit on Joy, am I a comfortable sitter for you?” Joy tried to shout No although it was very muffled. Janet now got some loose grass cuttings and nipped Joy's nose so her mouth opened and said “eat your grass Joy”, Joy coughed and gagged but even that was difficult with the bigger girl in such a tight dominating pin on top of her. “Oh this is fun Joy, it's so cool”. How else can I torture you? I shouted to Janet that enough was enough and time to get off her and let her up and that there ws no need to humiliate her,. Janet simply said “mind your own business she's my sister and it's payback time, she can either simply submit and say I'm the better girl and will always come out on top or she has to get me off her and get me to submit which is unlikely. At this point Janet rubbed grass over Jot's face in her ears and mouth and started to tap her head in a Chinese style torture.

Joy started crying and tried to submit and say that Janet is the better girl. Janet laughed for a while enjoying her position and calling her sister “Cry Baby”. After a further 5 minutes she reluctantly decided to get off Joy and help her up. Still crying Joy lept up and went running to the bathroom and then home to plan her revenge.

Janet looked at me and said “should we have another drink?