Wrestling Samantha Part 1
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It was a Saturday afternoon in April and I arrived at Samantha’s (Sam’s) condo at 1:00 for our wrestling match. Sam answered the door wearing a bathrobe and invited me in. I could hear a wrestling video playing somewhere in her condo as I followed her to the living room where she had exercise mats spread out and a female wrestling match was playing on her large flat screen television. She quickly turned down the sound to the television and asked what I thought of the set up that she had for wrestling. I told her it was perfect and she smiled. The wrestling video that was playing was awesome and I quickly recognized the background. It was shot in her condo. The two women wrestling looked to be about 5’7 and 180ish pounds and they were wearing wrestling singlet's that weren't covering a whole lot. I did a double take when I noticed one of the wrestlers was Sam with a different hair style. Her breasts were exposed and she was trying to lock a nelson on her opponent.

A little about myself. I'm 29, 5’6 and 175 pounds. I wrestle submission or pin matches when I can against “like minded” opponents. Sam is 30, 5’6 and 180 pounds. This was going to be our first wrestling match and Sam suggested that we wrestle a pin match. We weren't going to have a referee, rather you just held the pin until your opponent submitted. I'm better at submission wrestling but agreed to wrestle her pin style. We didn't set up a time limit for the match or a best of 5 submissions to win, we decided that we would just wrestle until we didn't want to wrestle any longer. I usually wear a two piece swimsuit when I wrestle because I think they allow more flexibility but decided to wear a one piece swimsuit because that’s what Sam said she was going to wear.

I asked Sam about the video that was playing and she said the match was filmed late last year by a friend. I smiled as I watched Sam lock a half nelson on her opponent and begin to turn her opponent to her back. Sam untied her robe and let it fall open. She was wearing a light blue Speedo swimsuit and her nipples were visibly hard. It was obvious she was comfortable with her body as she slowly removed her robe and tossed it on her couch. She asked if I wanted to change and then showed me to her bedroom and said I could change there as she turned and walked out without shutting the door. Her bedroom was large with a king size mattress on the floor that served as her bed. I sat on the bed and removed my clothes and stood up to put on my swimsuit just as Sam walked back in. She just smiled and asked if I was ready to wrestle yet. Her nipples were rock hard. Sam complemented my swimsuit and I followed her to the wrestling mats when I noticed two singlet's on her couch, right next to her bathrobe. Were they there earlier? No, I know they weren't. The tide had turned in the wrestling match and Sam was now on her back in the video with her opponent holding a nice mount on top of her. Sam was wiggling underneath, trying to wrestle free.

We dropped to our knees facing each other and I had butterflies in my tummy. We crawled toward each other and locked up, wrapping our arms around each other, pressing our bodies together. Sam wrestled me to my back and rolled on top of me. She moved into a straddle on my hips and laid down against me, using her weight to pin me. I struggled to roll out when I suddenly felt her interlock her ankles inside mine for a quick grapevine. She reached up, grabbed my wrists and moved my arms above my head. I was stretched out on my back with Sam spreading my legs and arms wide. I wasn't giving up quick, but the first pin was hers. There was nothing I could do. I struggled underneath her and threw up the best bridge that I could from my position, but Sam maintained her mount, and her pin, and held me tight forcing the submission. Sam rolled off me, to her tummy and complemented me on almost bridging out of her vine. She was just being nice. There was no way I could bridge out of that hold. I could see her hard nipples through her suit and she could see mine. I guess we were even there. The body contact does that to me.

The grapevine she got on me was quick and the first fall lasted less than 5 minutes. I was still on my back and she was next to me on her tummy. I could see her right nipple partially exposed. Do I say anything to her about that or let her find out for herself? I didn't want to embarrass her so I didn't say anything. We moved to our knees and began round 2. Her nipple was still partially exposed. I was able to get behind her this time and got her down on her tummy while I rolled onto her back in a straddle. It’s in positions like this that I wished we were wrestling submission. I could have had her. A nice full nelson, rolled into a body scissors for starters, or even a camel clutch if necessary. We weren't wrestling submission so I had to make a move. I slid my right arm under hers in a half nelson and slowly began to turn her to her back. It just so happened that I half nelsoned the side where her nipple was struggling to escape and as I made the turn, her breast fell out of her suit. Oh well, we were just wrestling and I didn't have a problem with it. I completed the turn, moving her to her back and then slid on top of her sideways, across her chest and her exposed breast in a cross body pin. I moved my spread thighs over her arm and then reached back, grabbing her wrist and pulled her arm up so that I could scissor it between my thighs. I got it. My breasts were pinned tight against her breasts in this position and I reached out to grab her other wrist and then stretched her arm out to her side. The pin was in place and now it was up to my opponent to escape. She struggled under me while I held her tight. She tried turning and even tried to bridge out, all to no avail. Her exposed breast was dancing under me and when she threw up another bridge, her breast bounced lightly against my face. Her boob was soft and my face kind of bounced against it as she continued to struggle. I kept my head down near her side and this time when she threw up a bridge her breast stayed pinned against the side of my face while she held the bridge. As far as I was concerned, she put it there and she needed to move it away by dropping the bridge or wrestling out. She kept the bridge for quite a long time as her nipple inched toward my mouth and actually touched my lip at one point before she dropped her butt down against the mats and submitted the pin to me. I released the pin, moved to my knees and then layed down on my tummy near her to catch my breath. It was a long match and we were both perspiring. Sam complemented me on the pin and I thanked her. I moved to my knees and I saw Sam checking out the perspiration on the front of my suit and then she looked down at her own before saying that she wanted to change out of her swimsuit because it was too sweaty to wrestle in again. I said o.k. and that I had brought a two piece to wrestle in and that’s when she said she was going to wrestle in a singlet and asked if I wanted to wrestle in one too. I smiled at her and said sure.