WHY I WRESTLE FEMALES
(IF YOU DON’T ALREADY KNOW YOURSELF)

By Artaeus

When I get together with some buddies of mine we always shoot the breeze, drink too much beer, compare notes about girls that we all know, and give details about our sexual conquests. So it was no surprise on one occasion that I told them about my love of wrestling females. They wanted to know if this was an ego trip or what. I stared them down and asked them if they liked to roll around the bed with some sexy cunt. They responded, of course, by saying yeah man, amen. Since none of them had wrestled a female they wanted to know all of the sexy details and I was happy to oblige. Without any urging this is what I told them. I said that I liked my females to be athletic with curvaceous bodies, have luscious thighs and ass, and really succulent tits. If they were like that I could have a hot, orgiastic encounter. But if they wrestled with me first and got me hot as a pistol before I rammed it home, I would be in seventh heaven. I told them “if you haven’t had this experience don’t knock it”. But to make them understand I told them

In most sexual encounters the female will use all of her charms to get the guy to bed her down, but then she would knuckle under and let the stud dominate the action. But in the case of wrestling a female that knows how to wrestle, that is a totally different ballgame. Instead of just wriggling her ass and using her other body parts to rouse you, with a female that wrestles you feel all of her delectable body, feel the muscles squeeze you, and have those succulent tits smother you. I learned all of this from a gorgeous, sexy female. I then told them how if all happened. First, her name was Babe which was a misnomer because she was anything but a babe – she was an Amazon. She was 5’10” tall, weighed 135 lbs, and had thighs, ass and tits that you could die for. She had a beautiful face, blue eyes, and long blond hair. She had legs that a dancer would be proud of, skin without blemish, and muscles that were just slightly evident. All in all she was a female goddess. One look at her in a bikini top and t-back bottom put you into high gear, and one look at her in all of her glorious naked perfection pushed you over the edge.

I met her at the local gym where we both worked out. After watching her one evening I was so taken with her that I made myself bold by walking over to her and telling her that she was one of the most delectable females that I had ever seen. She surprised me by coming right back with the statement that I was not bad looking myself. This was said while she stared directly at my crotch, which I found when I looked down myself, was protruding like Omar’s tent. She then surprised me even more by asking if I liked wrestling. I felt Omar’s tent get even bigger. I sort of stammered but before I could get out an answer she continued by saying that she had seen me working out with another guy in the mat room. I gathered my wits about me and nodded assent. She then went right on to say that she loved to wrestle but did not know anybody to do it with – might I be interested. The ridgepole in Omar’s tent almost went through the top of the tent. I replied that I would love to, but where would we do it and how and she said to leave that to her.
Of course I had no idea how she could arrange this but I wasn’t about to ruin my chance.
She left me then and I went over to the hand weights to wait for her return. It was no more than 5 minutes before she came back and told me to hang around at closing time as she had permission to stay after hours. I was still in the dark how she intended to bring this off but she further explained that she had the keys to the mat room and also the one to lock the gym door when we were finished. So saying this she left me once more. Though it was only 22 minutes to closing time those minutes dragged on like hours. I tried to concentrate on lifting weights but all I could think about was Babe and what we were about to do. I had wrestled guys many times but never a female. If this was not enough it would be with a gorgeous, sexy Amazon that kept me rock hard just thinking about her. What would it be like – could she really wrestle or was she just putting me on. And even beyond these questions how could I hold myself in check while we were doing it , knowing how it affected my cock even now. I was thrilled and slightly scared but was filled with suppressed lust for her femininity.

The buzzer finally sounded ending the night’s session. For the next 10 minutes I was a jangle of nerves. I remained nervous until I heard Babe say goodnight to the last member and heard the lock click leaving us alone. She came to me immediately and I followed her to the mat room. She opened the door, turned on the lights, and then locked the door behind us. The mat room was a wall to wall job with Resolite mats I heard her stirring behind me and turned to find her stark naked. I thought my cock would burst out of my gym shorts. She then instructed me to divest myself of the shorts and I became as naked as she was. When I finally faced her after removing them my cock stood out like a downed tree trunk. As we stood facing each other she said that she could see by my weapon that I was indeed a pretty good looking stud but that she would have to cut me down to size. But as I pondered exactly what she meant by this she advanced toward me. As she approached I suddenly felt a chill of both excitement and trepidation. She seemed to loom larger than life, her thighs and hips appeared wider and more massive, her legs more sculptured and muscular, and her succulent tits more like torpedo heads aimed directly at my face.

As I stood transfixed she reached me, swung around and reached over her shoulder, grabbed my head in her hands, and preceded to hip flip me onto my back on the mat. I hit with such force that I felt the blow from stem to stern. I did not even get a chance to take a breath before she straddled my head with her thighs and placed her cunt directly onto my nose and mouth. My sight was darkened and my nose and mouth were denied any air.
I asked them if they had ever had a muscular female face sit. They shook their heads so I continued the story. The first sensation that I felt was her naked flesh closing around my face. That flesh was soft and warm and immediately gave off a pungent female odor. Next I felt the soft hairs of her cunt mash down on my mouth and nose, followed by a moist aperture that seemed to be trying to eat me. But just as I thought it would be enjoyable I felt the thighs holding my head in position start to clamp down with muscles of steel. In seconds I was pinned, smothered, and massaged all at the same time. It was then that I felt the first hint of panic enter my mind. But this was just the beginning. I was in for more sexual pleasure than you can imagine. But that came later – first I had to feel total female domination. I had to realize that I was her prisoner, to feel the power of her thighs, the pressure and moisture of her cunt, and her female odor.
Once that had set in I began to worry about getting air. Her closely vised thighs and cunt had formed a human suction cup that cut off my air completely and also massaged my face. And oh yes, this started off with carnal pleasure but as the minutes slipped by I felt trapped, dominated, and suffocated. It was then that panic really started to build. I wondered if cutting me down to size meant suffocating me with those awesome thighs and ravenous cunt. I struggled vainly but was unable to budge her even slightly off my face. Each second that went by added to my panic until I thought I would lose my mind. But just as I thought my mind would snap she suddenly released me.

I just had time enough to suck in a couple of gulps of air before I felt her whole body land on me. Her legs and thighs wrapped around mine in a swift grapevine that had my legs spread wide apart. My crotch was crushed under her crotch and for the first time I realized that my cock was fully engorged and throbbing. But that hold was not complete until she came down with her succulent tits and engulfed my face. So once again I was trapped and smothered. Once again I transgressed to ask the guys if they had ever been smothered that way with two luscious tits. Again they shook their heads so I said to them “you see them naked before you, then are roused and turned on as they touch your face. Then you feel their sexy softness as they close around your face – so close that you could lick and suck the nipples if only you could get to them”

Now back to my story. For the first 5 minutes I was smothered and suffocated by her tits. She battered my face by lifting them slightly and swinging them back and forth across my face. She also poked her stiff nipples into my mouth with swift stabs only to move on and mash my whole face with them. By this time I was sexually hers. She could have done anything she wanted with me. My cock was full and throbbing. I had never felt such an overwhelming female in all my life. I was her slave and wanted her to take me. Almost as if she read my mind she released her hold and slid down between my legs. I then suddenly felt her mouth cap my stiff, upright cock, She wasted no time in laving the shaft but took the whole 7” all at once right down to the root. Then as she sucked up and down its full length she teased and massaged my swollen sacs. I arched up in ecstasy as she brought me closer and closer to an explosion. At the last minute, however, she came up and impaled herself on my nearly erupting cock and had a wild ride before both of us climaxed together.

Have I now explained why I love wrestling females? How about you? It could wind up as one of the wildest fucks you have ever had. Trust me.

The End
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