Wrestling Judy by Barfly6363

I had seen Judy in the bookstore on several Friday nights and we met when we were in line together for coffee. Judy is about my size, 5'6 and 170 or so and going for her masters in religion in college. Meanwhile, I'm new to the city and know absolutely nobody outside of work, which is the reason I spend Friday nights at the bookstore.

The coffee store was slow and we decided to share a small table together. Judy told me how she moved to the area 2 years ago and now lived in a large old house on campus with several practicing nuns. Judy wasn't sure she wanted to go that route yet, but was leaning towards it.

I explained that I had just graduated from college and the job market was tough. I accepted a job away from home and that brought me here.

We began talking about things to do in the area and Judy said that she enjoyed long walks and bicycling, but she really wasn't into team sports like soccer. I hesitated before speaking and figured the time was right if I was going to say something. I mentioned that I enjoyed long walks and bicycle riding too and then I did it. I said I used to wrestle a little for exercise when I was back home and Judy's eyes got big. She reached out and touched my wrist and said that she used to wrestle too, but it was so difficult to find opponents that she had basically given it up. She said her last match was against a roommate who lived in her house over a year ago.

I told Judy it had been over 6 months since my last match and that I was hoping to find someone to wrestle again. Judy quickly said that she would be interested and in fact, lived near the bookstore. We could walk to Judy's apartment now to wrestle. I quickly responded that I would love to wrestle her. We picked up our coffee and headed out the door.

It was dark and we followed the sidewalk to her apartment, walking through dimly lit street lights as we went. Her apartment was actually a huge old house that had been broken into apartments and was attached to a church. There was a common kitchen, dining room and living room, but bedrooms were individual with some on the first floor and the majority on the second floor.

We walked up the porch, Judy unlocked the outer door and we walked inside and immediately began climbing the stairway to the second floor. There were several lights on in the house, but they were really dim and nobody was around on the first floor as far as I could tell. There was a dim light on the second floor and we walked by about 3 bedroom doors before we reached Judy's bedroom on the left. There was no lock on the door, she simply opened the door and we walked into her bedroom, which was really big.

The floors were wooden but mostly covered with rugs and her king size bed was on the floor to the left as soon as you walked in the door. There was a large flat screen television on the wall across from her bed and straight back was a large, mostly empty area that was perfect for wrestling.

I was excited at the chance to wrestle again and so was Judy. She pulled a large pile of exercise mats out of her closet and we dragged them to the empty area in the back of her room and spread out the mats, right up to the walls. There was an awkward pause once the mats were spread until Judy said that she doesn't wrestle in her blue jeans and started to unbutton them. I followed her lead.

We were out of our pants and Judy removed her top. She was wearing a light blue pair of square cut “boy” panties and a matching bra. I have to say she looked fantastic in what she was wearing too! I removed my top and was wearing a pair of yellow bikini panties with a matching bra. When I looked down I realized that my nipples and bush were visible through the thin material. How embarrassing! I turned away, toward the door and noticed there wasn't a lock on it. Wanting to talk about anything except what I was wearing, I turned and asked Judy if she ever locked her door. She laughed and walked over toward me, putting her hand on my shoulder and said they really weren't worried about theft in their house. After thinking about her situation/living arrangements, I just laughed that I asked such a dumb question.

We walked over to the mats and dropped to our knees facing each other. I had butterflies in my stomach and I'm sure that Judy did too. We crawled toward each other and met in the middle of the mats where we giggled as we wrapped around each other in front bear hugs. We hugged like this for about 30 seconds, our bodies pressing and struggling to take each other down when Judy forced me down to my side and I landed on the mat with a thud. We layed side by side like this each trying to gain the advantage when Judy swung her thick leg up and over my hip, gaining control. She dropped her thigh on my hip and began to force me to my back as I struggled to wrestle out. I knew my nipples were rock hard from the bearhug contest and when I stole a glance at Judy's breasts, I was pleasantly surprised to see her nipples in the same condition as mine.

She wrestled me to my back and then dropped down on top of me, our bodies tight as we struggled against each other. I wiggled underneath her trying to roll to either side as she used her weight on me to keep me on my back and began to bring her thighs into my hips to add control. Since this was our first wrestling match I wasn't sure what holds she knew, but so far she didn't throw any surprises at me, even though I was wrestling from my back so early in the match. Still, she had me in position for a grapevine if she felt like going for it so I was cautious about spreading my legs too much while she held her mount on top of me.

We were wrestling near the wall where we threw some blankets, a quilt and some pillows to get them out of the way so my escape route was somewhat limited, even if I was able to escape, which I wasn't having much success at. We were breast to breast and crotch to crotch in this position and our nipples were pressing. Judy had her inner thighs in tight on my hips and started to slide them under mine as if she was going for a hip scissor while pinning me to my back when there was a knock on her door. I froze and Judy quickly reached out to grab the large quilt laying near the wall. She immediately pulled it over us and then lay still on top of me, neither one of us moving an inch. The door opened and I could hear footsteps walking into the room. My heart and my mind were racing. Could whoever walked in see us under the quilt in the far corner of the room? Or was the room so dimly lit that she wouldn't notice? I couldn't feel any of my arms or legs exposed so Judy did a good job of covering us up so quickly. Whoever walked in was rummaging around for something in the closet and then I heard footsteps walk out of the room, but the door never closed! Judy whispered to me that whoever it was probably was doing late night laundry and needed to borrow Judy's laundry soap. Judy said we should stay quiet and under the quilt for a couple of minutes because there was a chance whoever borrowed the soap would be right back to return it. Judy intertwined her fingers in mine and then slowly began to slide her thighs farther under mine while holding her tight mount on my crotch. I could feel my panties beginning to slide down in front from the friction, but there was nothing I could do. I was starting to perspire from the heat. Laying under the quilt made it hot. Meanwhile, Judy continued to make small adjustments to the pin she had me in, making my escape even more difficult.

Judy was definitely in control of the match when I suddenly felt my nipple pinned against skin. Both of our tops had slid down during the pin. Judy slid my pinned wrists above my head, but kept them under the quilt when we heard footsteps coming from down the hall. We stopped moving as the footsteps drew near and entered the room. Whoever it was went right to the closet, dropped something, probably laundry soap, and then walked out of the room and closed the door behind them. Judy released my right wrist and pulled the quilt off us and then intertwined her fingers in mine again, pinning my wrists above my head. My eyes were adjusted to the dim light now and I could see that Judy was perspiring like I was. She had a sheen of perspiration on her body.

She was using her dead weight to pin me and there was no way out, but I wasn't in any pain and she wasn't submitting me so I didn't want to give up. I was out of immediate grapevine danger so I began to put up a bridge, arching my back, holding her weight on top of me, which backfired because it allowed her to slip her legs even further around my hips so that I could feel her gripping my hips with her inner thighs. Point to Judy for that one. With her thighs locked around me like they were, she was gripping me well while pressing her body tight against mine. We weren't face to face, but we were close and I could see the determination in Judy's face to get the win. I was wiggling and mildly grunting under her and Judy was letting out the occasional grunt as well. I didn't mind the body contact at all, in fact it was the most body contact I've had since my last wrestling match, at least 6 months ago. Judy dropped her head on my left shoulder, flattening me out. Our breasts were pinned together and so were our crotches. She had me. She knew it and I knew it. Letting out another light grunt, I whispered in her ear, “you got me” and I submitted to her pin.

Judy released my hands and then untucked her thighs from under mine as she slowly sat up on top of me, smiling down. Her breasts were visible and her nipples were hard, but she didn't seem to mind. Heck, so were mine. She asked if I wanted to wrestle again and I said definitely. She rolled off me and to her knees. The top of my landing strip came into view as soon as she moved off me and I was glad that I had shaved it that morning. It really did look good, shaved in a small box like it was. Judy glanced down and looked surprised when she saw it. I quickly apologized and she smiled and said it was no problem at all and that she thought it was cute the way I had trimmed up. Oh my, she thought my landing strip looked cute! Was this some kind of signal?

I size up my opponent before every match, trying to determine what holds will work best on them. For example, I immediately think grapevine when wrestling a short, stocky woman. Someone a little heaver, I will go for a rear body scissors with either a full nelson or chin pull attached. Both of these holds work well. A headscissors though is my best submission hold by far. I have used it to tap out larger women in matches. I may not have won these matches, but at least I was able to get a submission from them. I apply the headscissors in various ways and with different kinds of pressure. In some matches I will clamp on and go for an immediate submission, depending on how the match is progressing. In other matches, I'll trap my opponent and use the time to rest, allowing her to struggle but not escape. I was determined that I was going to use my headscissors on Judy in this match and it was going to be a slow headscissors. She took me in a long pin that didn't hurt but she had me wrapped up and pinned so well that escape was impossible. I wanted to do the same to her.

I was anxious to start the next match and so was Judy. Although the first match took about 20 minutes to wrestle, neither one of us was that tired because there wasn't a lot of energy spent. She simply pinned me and held the pin. There wasn't anything that I could do once she got me on my back.

I moved to a kneeling position and adjusted my panties to cover my mound and shifted my bra back up to cover my exposed breasts. My nipples were still showing through but I could tell that Judy was all right with that.

We moved toward each other, cautiously, each wanting the takedown. We wrapped up in the center of the mats and once again we both started giggling. We held the bearhug for longer this time, pressing our bodies together. Judy went for the same takedown move again and I let her get it, even letting out a grunt as my side flopped on the mat, only this time I was ready for it and when we went down, I immediately threw up my left leg and dropped my thigh over her hip. I quickly slid on top of her tummy, wrestling Judy to her back. I was in almost the same pin that she had me in except I was straddling her tummy and not her hips. I had her exactly where I wanted her. I moved higher, spreading my thighs for leverage so that her breasts were inside my inner thighs. Her nipples were trying to break out of the top of her bra, but I had more important things to take care of than springing her nipples out, but I admit I wanted to. The breast to breast pin that Judy had on me in our first match was erotic, but I didn't want to let Judy know that I was enjoying it. Judy was beginning to buck under me, trying to throw me off so I slid up higher, over her breasts, gaining a school girl pin on her. I was setting her up and she didn't have a clue what I was doing. Judy was way too good of a wrestler to be schoolgirled so early in a match, but that's what she thought I was trying to do to her so I let her spend her energy trying to escape while I held my mount on top of her. She was wiggling, bucking and kicking trying to unseat me while I rode her body into the mats. The struggle caused my breasts to slide out of my bra, but there was no time to cover up or she might escape. The struggle also caused the front of my panties to slide down again, exposing that “cute” bush that Judy talked about after our last match. I didn't have time to fix my panties either. I moved higher, almost straddling her neck now but knew I was dangerously close to getting flipped over her head. Embarrassingly, I had visible camel toe at this point, pressing against Judy's chin, but she wasn't trying to twist her head away. Occasionally as she bucked the top of my mound would rub against her chin but she wasn't twisting away so I kept my mount on top of her. I almost had her exactly where I wanted her and with one more move, I would be able to roll her into my headscissors. I put my hands down on the mats above her head and lightly leaned forward so that I could slide my calves underneath her shoulder blades. Unfortunately when I did this, I ended up pinning my exposed mound against her mouth for a couple of seconds but I had to in order to get the hold. I had the set up in place. Judy was thinking that I was going to try to ride her out in a school girl pin, but I wasn't.

I slid my hands underneath Judy's head and then rolled to my right, pulling her head between my thighs as I rolled and then crossing and locking my ankles together. I could hear my ankles slap when I locked them in place. I had her now, although she might not have known it. Nobody had escaped a headscissors when I applied it this way. Not even the 225 pound contact I wrestled 2 summers ago, although we did a lot of rolling around on the mattresses we were wrestling on and she wrestled me to my back before we were through, I never let go of the headscissors and I got her to tap out on my hip.

Judy's head and neck were trapped tight between my thighs and she was facing me. Although I had very visible camel toe and the top of my mound was out above my panties, there was nothing I could do about that at the moment. I pulled her head higher into my thighs and I smiled down as we made eye contact. She kicked her legs frantically against the mats in frustration. I reached down and grabbed her wrists for added control. She tried to pull them away but I was able to latch on to them anyway and pull them toward me. I pulled one wrist high and let go of the other one so that I could put my hand behind her head again and pull her even higher in my thighs. I was on my side, controlling one of her wrists and stretching out when I could feel Judy's mouth against my exposed mound. I lay still for a second before I realized that when I stretched out like I was, it was just enough to push my crotch forward against Judy's face and she couldn't pull away. Arching my back like I was, I couldn't see Judy's face, so I told her to tap out if she submitted. She responded by kicking her legs wildly but not tapping out. She had a free hand and could have tapped me anywhere on my body if she submitted, but she was choosing not to, so the battle continued. I arched back even farther and could feel the front of my panties slipping down, but I had no idea how far down they were going. And then I felt Judy's lips pinned against me. Was I going too far with this hold? She wasn't tapping out. I continued to arch my back as Judy struggled but couldn't escape. I could feel her lips pinned against me the entire time.

There were occasional footsteps in the hall and then what sounded like a small group of women walking up the stairway. I reached over and grabbed the quilt we had used earlier and pulled it over us, just in case. I reached my hand down behind Judy's head again and left it there. I really couldn't pull Judy's head any higher in my thighs at this point but I kept my palm against the back of Judy's head for a wrestling tactic, letting her think that I had another maneuver planned. Then I simply rolled on top of her, keeping my hand behind her head to reduce the weight that I was putting on her, but pinning her back, shoulders and head under me. I wanted to see how long she could last in this position. I was still holding the headscissors on her but had her on her back pinned too. Her feet started kicking wildly so I just rolled to my other side, keeping her head trapped between my thighs. Whoever was climbing the stairs outside had reached the top and I could hear them coming closer to Judy's room. Judy and I were still under the quilt so I think we might have been safe if they had looked into her room, but who knows. I'm sure they would have been surprised at what they saw if they lifted the quilt! Judy's mouth was still pinned tight against me. I placed my hands gently behind her head, tapped her head lightly and whispered “I think I gotcha Judy, tap out if you want to submit”. With that Judy slid her hand up, slowly started tracing the waistband of my panties with her fingers and then gently began tapping my hip, just as someone out in the hall started turning her bedroom door knob.