Wrestling Brenda
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Brenda is 5’5” and 190 pounds. At 25 years old, she had been wresting private matches for several years. I stand 5’6” and also weigh 190 pounds. I had wrestled Brenda’s older sister to a 2-2 tie a week earlier and she set up the match for us.
Brenda answered the door barefoot wearing a short robe. She was smiling and invited me in. She had the exercise mats out and after a quick chat; she opened her robe to reveal a tight little red bikini and matching bra. Her bikini was tied at the hips and her top tied in the back. I smiled as I glanced up and down her body knowing that something was going to give during the match; there was no way those ties were going to keep that body contained. She had milky white skin, large breasts, a tummy that hung over the front of her bikini, wide hips and large thighs. She had the perfect wrestlers build.
I changed into a baby blue bikini that also tied at the hips and the top tied too. We were physically almost the same with the only notable difference being her tummy hung out a little farther over the front of her bikini bottom than mine did. Brenda was stretching out on the mats when I walked out and she smiled as her eyes traveled from head to toe over me.
We had talked about our favorite holds when we set up the match and discovered that we liked the same ones when we wrestled; full or half nelsons, straddle pins and by far the favorite, headscissors. Women our size that wrestle and focus on the headscissors are called “headscissor queens”. The name fit us well. We had talked in length about how exciting it is to wrap your thighs around your opponents head and ride out a headscissors in a match. When two headscissor queens wrestle, it’s not uncommon to have 10 or more headscissors in a match. I was anxious to find out how many we would get.
The mats were in the living room and “most” of the shades were closed. Unfortunately there was no shade on the side door which was under a car port. The house was being remodeled and the door was new but the sight line went straight to the area where we were wrestling. Brenda opened this wooden door to let a little breeze in and assured me that almost nobody uses that door except for her sister’s family. Still, it was a weekday afternoon and I was nervous about that and almost asked if we could mattress wrestle in a bedroom instead, but decided to chance it. At least there was a screen door on it so that nobody could walk in on us.
We met in the middle of the mats on our knees and slowly moved toward each other, locking up. We giggled at first as we interlaced our fingers and pinned our tummy’s together. The skin on skin contact felt nice. We pressed our breasts together and our nipples were hard in seconds. I liked wrestling Brenda and it showed. We stayed like this for over a minute and then I took her down by pulling her to the side. She let out a sexy grunt as she went down and I fell on top of her, trying to wrestle her to her back. Our boobs were shaking wildly in our tops and as our bodies slapped together I moved on top of her, lying over her prone body while using my weight to keep her down. I slid my leg up over her waist and stomach, and then pulled her into me, taking her all the way to her back and then slid on top of her tummy as I spread my thighs wide for leverage. I kept my body pinned tight against her as I dropped my head down next to hers and fought for her wrists. Brenda did not want to be pinned and it showed, as she struggled under me, twisting and turning her body in an effort to escape and grunting through each move. She almost wrestled out when she threw up a surprising bridge that I never saw coming. The woman knew how to bridge and not only supported her body but she had my weight up too for over a minute while I held on tight to her stomach and straddled her. Having caught me off guard with the bridge, I ended up sliding up her body so that her breasts were between my thighs and her very noticeable hard nipples were pushing at her top. When she slowly dropped the bridge I quickly reached up and grabbed her wrists while I had the chance and pinned them down above her head. That didn’t please her at all. She let out a very loud grunt and threw up another bridge and twisted while holding us both up with one strong leg. I was impressed with her last bridge. This one was unreal. I used all my strength to keep her under me and inched up even higher into a beautiful schoolgirl pin and gently laid my tummy over her face for a “big girl” pin. She slowly brought this bridge down too and as she did so, I set the pin on her by stretching her arms even higher above her head and spreading my thighs wider for leverage. She fought under me, continuing to twist her body to no avail because I wasn’t going anywhere. I was positioned so that the front of my bikini was over her neck with my kitty tapping her chin whenever she tried to move her head to make it difficult to escape. I was in control and didn’t want to give it up. I slowly lifted my weight up and looked down at her. We were both perspiring hard and her face was glistening. We made eye contact and held it. She wasn’t going anywhere with my weight over her upper body; I had her shoulders buried in the mats and control of her arms. Looking down at her, I asked if she submitted. She admitted she was pinned and I released her.
We took a short break and adjusted our attire, retying where necessary and decided to start the next match.
We met in the center of the mats and when I put my hands out to meet hers, she pushed my arm away and quickly moved behind me, slapping on a quick full nelson. She knew what she was doing with it too because she had my arms straight up in the air within seconds. She pressed herself against my back and I could feel her hard nipples pinned against me. I glanced in the mirror in front of us and watched as my boobs bounced in my top from the struggle, my dark nipples slipping out of the sides, and then I noticed Brenda looking over my shoulder. She was enjoying the show. The full nelson was on really tight and we stayed in this position for almost a minute and then Brenda pulled me backwards as she rolled to her back and wrapped her thighs around my waist in a body scissors. She grunted during the roll and I grunted when she locked her ankles. She was definitely good with her holds. I struggled but she was wrapped around me really well and I couldn’t do much. Surprisingly, she couldn’t get me to submit if she was trying to although I could barely move. I decided to show her that I could bridge too and I planted my heels in the mats and threw up a nice one and held it while Brenda kept her body wrapped around mine. I dropped the bridge and Brenda went on the move, releasing the full nelson and sliding to my side as she moved the scissors up and around my breasts. I was flat on my back with one of her legs under me and the other one wrapped around my breasts. I was enjoying the skin on skin contact with her thighs wrapped around my breasts as I lay on my back trying to catch my breath with Brenda lying next to me watching my every move with a breast exposed. We stayed like this for about 2 minutes and I was enjoying it too much, because I never saw her next move coming. She grabbed my arm, pushed it down between her thighs and I suddenly realized she was going for a headscissors. I yelled out and threw up a bridge in an escape attempt, but it was too little too late; she wrapped her thighs around my head and neck and slapped her ankles together, locking on a headscissors from the front. The side of my neck was touching her bikini and my chin was pinned against her fleshy thigh. I kicked my legs out wildly and used my hands to try to pry her thighs apart, but they weren’t budging. She was on her side facing me and I was on my back at this point and my hands were free so I grabbed her thighs to try to pull them apart but they wouldn’t open. I slid my hands to her bikini at the hips to see what she would do but it had no effect, she stayed on her side holding my head tight. I tried to roll out but she used the power in her hips and thighs to force me to my side and I flopped back down to my back while she let out a grunt. Escape seemed impossible but I had one more move to make and I went for it. I ever so slowly started to inch her bikini down the side of her hips to distract her and pull my head free. I slid the top of her bikini bottom about 2 inches down until the top of her mound was barely visible and decided to make my break by pulling my head backwards. It didn’t work. She kept her thighs clamped around my neck and during the struggle, the front of her bikini inched down farther so that her mound was touching my chin and then she grabbed my wrists and pulled my arms up toward her for control. The bitch had me in an excellent headscissors and there was no way out. I looked over and she was biting her lower lip while her bush brushed my chin with her very hard nipple standing straight out on her exposed breast. I screamed out, “I SUBMIT! I SUBMIT BRENDA!” and she slowly eased the pressure on my head, let go of my wrists and released the headscissors. We were tied 1-1.
We were both perspiring hard and breathing heavy so we took a quick break to catch our breath. I complimented her on her headscissors and she smiled and thanked me and then we crawled toward the middle of the mats and started wrestling from our knees. We locked up in a front barehug, each trying to take the other down. Our breasts and tummy’s were pressing as we moved our arms up and down each other’s backs, looking for the best possible hold. There was a lot of skin on skin contact in this position and we both enjoyed it. We went down on our side and kept our arms wrapped around each other’s body as we faced each other and brought our legs into play. We were both trying to bring a leg up and over the other’s hip, so our legs were completely spread and intertwined as we tried to outwrestle each other. Leg wrestling this way was fun, to say the least.
I finally broke my top leg free, dropped it over her beefy hip and rolled her to her back. I slid on top of her so that I was lying almost face to face, using my weight to keep her down. I was in excellent position and could keep her guessing on my next move. I could work the pin I had on her now, although I was going to have to make some adjustments to keep her down, take her in a grapevine, slide into a cross body pin, or do what I did next and completely surprise her. I went for a fast school girl. And got it! I sat up and quickly moved high on her, dropping my knees on her shoulders as she struggled under me to try to turn out. Too late! I wrestled for her wrists and got them as I dropped my weight down on top of her upper body to pin her into the mats. My breasts and tummy were bouncing as I looked down, watching her try to wrestle her way out. Little did she know the school girl was a set up to the hold I really wanted. I rode her while she tired herself out and when she slowed down, I moved my calves under her shoulders and maintained eye contact as she suddenly realized what I was doing and began struggling wildly to escape. She was kicking her legs all over the mats when I slid my hands behind her head and rolled to my side, pulling her neck tight against my bikini bottom as I wrapped my thighs around her head and neck and took her in a front headscissors. This submission was mine; she wasn’t getting out. It was by far my best submission move and an escape was rare. I smiled down at her, enjoying the feeling as her neck rubbed against my kitty while she tried to wrestle free. My boobs were exposed and my nipples were standing straight out; I could have covered them back up, but I didn’t. I reached out and grabbed her wrists like she did to me, only I interlaced my fingers with hers and held her hands tight as her struggling began to turn me on even more. Unfortunately it was getting late, we had been wrestling for over an hour, and I needed to end the match, although I really didn’t want to. I began to arch my back, ever so slowly, while pulling her hands to me and adding more pressure to the headscissors. It’s a nasty maneuver because there is nothing you can do when you are caught in it. I continued to arch my back so that it almost looked like I was bridging while lying on my side until I felt her mouth against my bikini. I then slid our hands down to my hips, released her fingers and laid her palms against my beefy hips, with my hands over them, and told her to tap out or kiss me if she submitted. Ten seconds later I felt the kiss, followed quickly by a tap.