The Weekend – part 1

by Aristocatch

As you may have read, accepting to fill in for an absent girl at a wrestling shoot rather changed my life. Firstly I met an auburn-haired camera woman who in turn introduced me to her brother, which brought a man into my life for the first prolonged period I had known. The only disappointing aspect was that she showed no interest in wrestling, as I would have loved to have grappled with her and, surprisingly her brother seemed no more interested either.

All was not lost though! I'd been going out with Marc (her brother) for just over a month when his sister contacted me to pass on an unusual proposition that she had been asked to transmit. The idea involved going away for a weekend with Marc to the house of a couple of young barristers. Marc agreed and so we found ourselves at a rather nice, large house late one Saturday morning.

We were invited in and settled in the lounge with a glass of champagne each and some nibbles, while our hostess explained in more detail what she had in mind. In short it revolved around a weekend of wrestling and sex but she was quick to explain that she had no interest in the kind of arrangement that you can sometimes read in stories, where after one fight the loser becomes the slave of the winner.

Essentially she was fast approaching her fortieth birthday and she had been looking for a while to find someone suitable (me). From all she had heard she thought we would be well matched from a wrestling point of view which could produce a competitive balanced series of events. She wanted an extreme weekend from various points of view that would push our physical resilience to its limit – as much wrestling and as much sex as possible.

Although older than me, she obviously looked after herself, and seemed well toned. Her partner also looked quite sporty, though he and Marc would take no part in any wrestling. He had agreed to the idea as a (slightly early) birthday present and was willing to go along with her plans subject to certain provisos. As a result Marc and I had had tests carried out a few days before to prove that we were safe as far as sexual activities were concerned. He and Marc were to serve as sexual providers, essentially to their own partners, and could watch as much of our activities as they wished. All sex was to be pleasurable and never a punishment for losing. Via a doctor friend he and Marc took a concoction of pills designed to boost their sexual stamina, without (too many) side effects.

Her final explanations were that there would be no winning or losing and that either could terminate an event if they were uncomfortable with it, and we would merely pass onto the next event.

When I had set off on my holiday and my first experience of wrestling, I would never have accepted such an arrangement. Now, whilst not being a totally complex-free, taboo-ignoring, free-sex-advocating, do-anything-that's-not-illegal girl, I was certainly ready to broaden my experiences.

The house was well back from any road, and with a gate that would stop anyone approaching unannounced. Our hostess still pulled the curtains across in all of the rooms to give us full privacy. She then took us into a room which had been fully kitted out with matting to provide a well-cushioned environment in which to do whatever it was that we were going to do. We all four removed all our clothes – slighted aided no doubt by the champagne we had drunk, and our clothes were taken up to the bedroom that Marc and I were to share.

Our hostess was called Victoria, and we soon learned that it was indeed Victoria and not Vicky. Her partner (her husband as it turned out) was Lawrence (not Larry). Lawrence didn't look after himself as well as Victoria, and was beginning to show the signs of a cerebral rather than physical job. He seemed quite pleasant however – just as well for what was planned.

Of more interest to me was Victoria who looked as physically competent as she was mentally tough. I looked at her quite closely as everything was being got ready and everything I saw suggested that she would give me a run for my money (not that there was any on the table). I didn't think she was likely to quit just because I was hurting her. My interest in coming for the weekend was principally the wrestling side of things. I was by now having sex with Marc, and so the idea of having a sex-filled weekend was not the stimulus, though it could prove interesting to see what effect that would have on the wrestling.

Victoria was ready to begin the physical side of things and she suggested that we start by some gentle, straight wrestling, to simply try to pin the other. I was ready to do as told and so, for nearly half an hour, we grappled in the most conventional way possible, obtaining a handful of pins along the way. This proved that we were well matched, that Victoria was surprisingly strong, and seemed to have had some wrestling experience (which I suppose was logical given her choice of weekend).

We took a short breather and then she proposed that we continue in similar vein, except that rather than pin in the classical way, the objective would be to lower our sexes over the other's face. In the event of success the person pinned would have to lick the sex of the one doing the pinning up to a maximum of thirty seconds.

I noticed that Victoria began to wrestle a bit harder, but it was I who had her pubes licked first, and for the full thirty seconds, though I'm not sure that Victoria tried very hard to get me off. She also licked with a certain amount of enthusiasm! She also made sure that I got to return the favour as quickly as she could though, being a spoilsport, I tipped her off before the end of the thirty seconds – just to show that I was here to compete.

Strangely we more or less took it in turns to obtain the top position and to enjoy the tonguing that went with it. This was just the way that the wrestling went, and not something planned. Victoria knew what to do with her tongue and it confirmed my feeling that not only had she wrestled before, but that she had also had sex with women before.

This style of wrestling was about as enjoyable as you can get. We were not trying to hurt each other, merely to gain top position, at which time we received undeniably-agreeable sensations as a reward. There was a technical element to the wrestling, but little time lost seeking weakening holds, which meant that the gap between lickings was relatively short.

We certainly didn't see the time pass, tied up as we were in our little game, and it came as a surprise when Lawrence broke into our little world suggesting that it might be an idea to take a break.

Victoria had other ideas, though she seemed disappointed that our husbands were not sporting hard-ons. Lawrence pointed out that they had been, but that even the most virile of men (!) couldn't keep them going for hours on end.

Victoria's solution was to propose that we help the situation – if I would be so kind as to prepare her husband for her, she would prepare mine for me. Before I could comment she already had Marc's penis in one hand, encouraging it to regain a size that would render it useful. When I saw her take his sex into her mouth, I knew that being a prude was not part of what was on offer and so I took a few minutes exploring Lawrence's manhood with hand and mouth. It wasn't overly long, but it seemed quite large in width – at least compared to Marc's.

In between mouthfuls Victoria explained that we were not to waste their resources, but merely to get them hard and ready. I would have thought that Lawrence was ready quite quickly but, as Victoria didn't seem in any hurry to give me Marc back, I continued to enjoy in a more leisurely manner what I was doing.

Victoria was satisfied. Laying down on her back, she invited me to do likewise, instructing our partners to enjoy what was on offer. Marc slid easily into me and we had a short, but agreeable, fuck before he shot his load. Lawrence lasted a bit longer and I got to watch another couple making love alongside me for the first time in my life.

It was clear that Lawrence knew what his wife liked and her body revealed her to enjoy an orgasm, in contrast to Marc who shot his load long before I was ready to come.

When we ceased our activities, and retired to the kitchen to get a drink we were amazed to see that how long had expired since we had started.

After we had downed a glass of much needed water, we retired briefly to our bedroom to clean up, before rejoining Victoria and her husband in the room that they had prepared for our visit.

Victoria sat the two men down at either side of the room and explained her next idea. Quite simply we would continue to wrestle for a pin. The winner would then get thirty seconds, but not of being licked as before. This time she would get thirty seconds to ride cock. The first winner would ride Marc, the second Lawrence and so on. The cherry on top of the icing would be that those thirty seconds would be used to try to make the man shoot his load. Once that achieved the man would be eliminated and each winner would ride the remaining man until he too came.

I had to give Victoria credit, she certainly had some imagination. By alternating the men, we would hopefully get to ride each other's partner, though making either come counted for just as much.

Our first combat was, once again, a tad harder than our previous ones, and with both wanting to start the cock riding, neither wanted to lose. It took at least ten minutes of breath-sapping combat before Victoria held me down for the requisite duration. She had trouble getting her breath back, and took her time before impaling herself on Marc's sex.

In some ways Marc was lucky as she was so out of breath that she couldn't ride him as she would perhaps have wanted, and he should not have been too advanced towards an ejaculation when she released his sex from between her pussy lips.

The time taken doing all that had allowed me to get my breath back, while Victoria was continuing to use hers riding Marc. That made all the difference in the world, and it took me less than thirty seconds to pin her and then get to feel her husband's cock inside me. I concentrated hard on my pussy muscles and did all I could to make him feel my presence as much as possible.

Then it was back to wrestling and another relatively quick pin for me. The rules meant that the men were sex tools and not part of either of our teams, and so I tried to excite Marc as much as I could while I rode him.

My sexual action allowed Victoria to compose herself and the next pin was somewhat longer coming. Victoria was within a fraction of a second of pinning me, but she believed she'd won too quickly and at the last second she found herself on her back under me and conceding defeat. Lawrence's cock was soon engulfed in my sex with me pistoning him hard – not that it made any difference to him coming (but it wasn't disagreeable!).

I'd had three wins in a row, and my pussy was telling me that it had enjoyed being filled with cock. Too much so for my liking. It was the men who were supposed to come, not us, and I decided that a strategic defeat could be a good idea. So, for the second time Victoria got to ride Marc. This time she was less energetic than the first, and probably more effective. Certainly it tired her less and even though I had started trying to win again, she beat me fair and square. When she rode her husband I watched more closely and noticed that she played with his nipples as she moved up and down his manhood.

The next pin was quite a long time coming and I for one was beginning to feel quite tired when Victoria pinned me again. She tried the nipple trick on Marc, but I got the impression that it wasn't as effective.

The length of that pin had left its mark and we were both decidedly tired by now. We had been wrestling each other on for what seemed like hours, and even fit as we both seemed to be, there was a limit. The pins started coming much more quickly. I won and got to ride Lawrence, finding out for myself that playing with his nipples clearly increased his excitement. Victoria beat me and rode Marc and then she beat me again and left her husband in a highly aroused state.

All games require tactics, and so I 'allowed' her to win the next pin, trusting that Marc could withstand her efforts for thirty seconds. I then made sure that I won the next pin.

Poor Lawrence had barely begun to recover his composure from what his wife had done to him. Thirty seconds was quite long enough for me to begin to pump his semen from his enraged member. Being fair to him I continued to ride him until all his ejaculation had ended, leaving me dripping sperm as I released his penis.

As Victoria and I wrestled I could feel the semen dripping out of my pussy and I rather maliciously managed to leave quite an amount of it on Victoria's body. I don't know whether that put her off, but I managed to pin her once again.

If the semen put Victoria off, it seemed to turn Marc on, and he got very excited even as I was preparing to impale him. It didn't take long to make him shoot his load, leaving me very full and responsible for draining both men.

Victoria congratulated me on my victory, but announced that, although the men could have a rest, she hadn't finished with me yet.

She did leave me time to more or less clean myself, before inviting me to sit on the floor opposite her and slide our sexes into contact.

Although we had wrestled a great deal, we hadn't had any sexual contact. She said we could make it competitive if I wanted, but we would continue until both had had enough. Not knowing what was planned for later, I didn't know whether trying to make her come quickly and then tire her afterwards would be beneficial, so I decided not to be competitive and take it as it came.

She moved our bodies until she was in the upper position and, lifting one of my legs, she began rubbing down it, pushing our pussies together. I allowed her to take the dominant role, and began playing gently with her breasts as she did – finding odd sticky patches where I had deposited semen on her.

Taking my turn on top I went to work on her breasts with my tongue, limiting the pussy-rubbing contact. She clearly liked that, and didn't allow me to continue for too long.

It was obvious that she wanted matters to continue with tribadism, and I saw no reason to be churlish. I was quite excited and, as yet, only she had had an orgasm earlier. I had also ridden two cocks to orgasm while she had watched. Having sensitive nipples seemed a common feature of her couple and, even while she was trying to make our clits touch, I kept on playing with her breasts, getting little squeals of pleasure back in return.

I wasn't particularly surprised to be able to coax her to what was manifestly another orgasm. The men had left us to it, to get clean and also to put the meal on to heat up. Telling me not to move, Victoria briefly left the room and came back with a double-ended dildo that was somewhat shorter than some I had seen.

Resuming her place on the floor, she inserted the dildo into herself and then into me. As open and lubricated as we were it slid deep inside allowing our pussies to once again come into contact.

I let her dominate the movements, feeling the dildo rubbing against my stimulated insides and when she slid a hand between our sexes, to find and play with my clit, my pleasure was satisfied, and I had a thorough powerful orgasmic release. Victoria seemed pleased with herself.

It was quite delightful to find myself under a hot shower, washing some of the tiredness away, and then we all sat down to a nice meal that the men had warmed up while we were otherwise occupied.