THE THIRD FALL

I walked to my corner, tired and wanting just to go out and have a drink but it wasn't to be. Jim came over. "We got a slight problem, Paula's suit is ripped and she doesnt have anything under it. She wants to finish the match but will have to do it topless wearing only the panties she brought with her and she won't do it unless you do. I'll pay an extra hundred if you do". I thought about it, I have danced in bars so thought "what the hell, and $300 instead of $200 is totally, OK I'll do it". "Good go to the locker room and change". I climbed down the steps Paula was already in the dressing room awaiting word on whether the match would go on. I opened the door and looked in the mirror. I was shocked about how much punishment my body had taken, bruises appeared where I didn't know I was touched, my hair was wild from the pulling and tugging during the match. I removed my suit tossing it in the corner, the only places that didn't have scratches on it where where the suit protected me. I took my panties out, they were black with white polka dots, cut high on the hips and well below my navel. I turned to look at the back and they showed my ass nicely and just as nice in front as they dipped between my legs. I opened the door and once again headed to the mat, my 34c breasts looking impressive on the camera. A camera man was adjusting one of them and said "Nice"..I ignored him and walked to the steps and up into the ring. I looked at the mat, small pools of water formed from sweat and who knows what else. The huge screen showed my body as I began to stretch then turned and pulled on the ropes. I could see the ref climb back in the ring, she too had changed into tight red latex panties and she too was topless her small milky white breasts nipples taught turned me on. As I watched her I kept thinking to myself, "this must have been planned". Finally my opponent once again climbed between the ropes, her tanned body was truly impressive without the suit, her breasts stood straight and firm, a sign of her youth, her legs were even longer than they looked before. She had on shear tiny yellow panties, showing the dark bush that guarded her pussy and the crack of her tight ass. The bell rang and the ref yelled "wrestle"...

I moved out of the corner slowly, now we both knew what the other was capable of and move opposite each other warily, keeping eyes on each others eyes, hands and legs. This was going to be a battle. She came at me quickly with her left leg trying to reach my stomach but I blocked it with my arm, trying a kick of my own but it missed its mark. "This isn't kick boxing", the ref yelled "wrestle ladies"..Immediately she lunged for me and I held my ground locking up with her. I could smell the sweat from us both my hands gripped her neck which was wet with perspiration, my hand slipping then grabbing on again, our breasts pressed together nipple to nipple, as I struggled using my power against hers. I got her back on the ropes, then we turned she had my back to the ropes; finally with all my strength I turned her again and had her in the corner pressing my body against her. "Break"! I put my hand on her chin forcing her head back as she bent back over the ropes slammed my forearms across her tits hard smashing them into pancakes then back again. Her eyes went wide as both her hands went to her chest as she turned into the corner. I grabbed the back of her panties pulling her back then turned her locking on a headlock and flipping her quickly over my hip to the mat hard. I turned putting all my weight on her face, now without a bra I smashed my left breast on her face completely covering her mouth and nose. I sat up pulling her head up with me, suddenly I felt her hand snake around over my shoulder and under my chin, immediately I knew I made a mistake as I saw the shadow of her right leg moving on the mat as it lifted in the air catching me under the chin and pulling back. Now I knew what it felt like as my head for the first time was being squeezed between another woman's thighs. My eyes opened and focused on the crack between her cheeks covered by her skimpy panties...I tried to pull my head out but to no avail, when I would put my hands on the back of her thighs she would squeeze even harder and I would give out an audible gasp my legs failing on the mat, after a few times of that I knew better than to attempt it again. I felt her hands go to my hair her legs opening slightly then pulling my head firmly against her pussy. I couldn't believe it as my face rubbed on the nylon of her panties my nose pressing even more into her ass. I closed my eyes and thought I'm really not here, but more pressure on my head told me differently. My hands went to her sides one under her and one over, the pressure was still on but when she got comfortable I made my move quickly rolling my body my legs moving and reaching for her head and before she knew it she was trapped between my thighs. Two women half naked trapped between the others thighs I wondered what it looked like on the camera but my her legs put so much pressure on my face I couldn't open my eyes. We began to try to get the advantage moving back and forth and shaking each others head violently with our legs. She was on top then me, as we rolled around the ring in our 69 position trying to get the other to give up the hold, my ankles and feet began to burn from the pressure. Sweat beaded on my forehead pressed against her panties, in the ten minutes I could not get my head any farther away than I started. I smelled sweat and the other odors coming from under the material as I knew she was mine. I tried one last time lifting up best I could putting all I could to squeeze her into submission but did not hear her cry out. As I tried to increase the power in my legs she did even more, putting more pressure on and my face as it was being pressed further into her crotch my head and her ass becoming one.. I shut my eyes hoping this nightmare would end. The red headed ref came over and tapped my shoulder. "Since you both seem to be getting nowhere do you want to each release the hold"..? I nodded shaking my head as best I could I'm sure she could see the top of my head move. Evidently I could feel her face inside my thighs telling me she did too as the red head touched my leg and said "release the hold"...I slowly opened my legs as did my opponent, I started to move away from the thighs when suddenly my hair was grabbed and I was pulled back into my fleshy prison between her shapely legs. I hardly had time to breathe before once again my opponents limbs began to grind away on my head. I looked though my half shut eyes as they looked at the ref pleading to be released but it was to no avail as the ref moved away leaving the hold applied again with more power than I ever could imagine. I kicked out frantically but my legs were captured by my foe's arms and held against her tits. My tits were rubbing on my opponents hard stomach as my hands frantically slapped against her ass spit running down my mouth to her legs. Every time my hand hit her the legs tightened even more like a boa constrictor and a mouse. Moisture from my quickening breaths wet the panties and her thighs, my nose pushing the material into the crevasse between her cheeks. I couldn't take anymore I waved my hands frantically but instead of releasing the hold she rolled me onto my back then moved her legs somewhat pinning my head between her ass and the mat her legs on my shoulders. Grabbing my legs which she managed to hold on to tucked one under her arm pit then the other. Her legs moved apart more on my arms as my legs kicked wildly in the air. My fingers digging into her thighs but that was a mistake as immediately she pulled my legs further down; my feet almost even with my head and grabbing both wrists with her hands pulled them up. Her legs spreading farther on my arms forcing my face to be once again, one with her shapely ass. I tried to take small breaths but they became little more than gasps taking in tiny bits of air from between her legs and crotch. She pulled my arms up higher causing pain on my shoulders. "I wanted to scream but the material in my mouth prevented it". Then I blacked out.

The rest I learned from watching the video after I recovered in the dressing room as I watched the DVD of the match. As I began to pull my head from between her legs the referee grabbed my hair and pushed my head back between Paula's thighs. After 4 minutes which seemed like forever she moved and I saw myself being laid on my back, her legs releasing the scissors, putting her legs on my shoulders and moving on top of me, the brown on my wet hair sticking out between the stained yellow of her panties and the heels of her feet; a position no woman wants to find herself. I felt embarrassed as I watched the video and watched my legs waving helplessly in the air and as she pulled back, and as my toes touched the mat and my legs quit fighting as I succumbed to the hold and my movements ceased, my hands and arms went limp. Finally what seems like hours Paula released my legs and moved off my body. My hair was soaked to my face as my arms and legs were spread wide, my face completely reddened. The camera zoomed in on my body moving from spot to spot from my face to my toes panning slowly letting nothing escape its roving eye.. Then it moved to the center of the ring Paula's foot on my face and her hand being raised, the referee announcing in 12 minutes she had won the match with and "octopus hold". I later found out the octopus hold was one that she was paid extra for if she could execute it on her opponent. The ref came over and lifted my semi conscious body up off the mat then taking my arm, putting one hand on my shoulder, whipped me toward the ropes. In ultra slow motion it showed my tits hitting the ropes, smashing them, then as I fell backwards appeared as jello shaking on a dish as I hit the mat. Still in slow motion the video showed them tossing me over the ropes; the last thing I saw was the back of my black panties and feet as they disappeared over the top rope and hitting the edge of the ring. The red head grabbed my opponent and kissed her hard on the lips her hands running up and down her body, then climbing down the steps walked hand in hand back to the dressing room.

I knew this was not the way to end my wrestling career. As soon as I left the dressing room and arrived hope I picked up the phone. "Kathy I need your help".......this was the end of the beginning