Private Wrestler

My match against Jane

I’m a 27 year old female wrestler and have been wrestling off and on since I was a teen. The only reason I didn’t wrestle at times in the past was because I wasn’t able to find an opponent. It’s not exactly easy to find other women into wrestling. I wrestle submission or pin matches and I win a little more than I lose. My favorite hold is the headscissors and it’s my best submission hold. If I can get my opponent’s head between my thighs, they usually submit, not because my legs are super strong but because I’m really good at keeping it on and they submit out of frustration. Submitting out of frustration is fine with me because it takes a while and I seriously enjoy the struggle. There is nothing more exciting to me than having my thighs wrapped around my opponent’s head or neck and watching them struggle. I love the control. I also enjoy applying the school girl pin, grapevine, body scissors and full nelson. They are all good control holds that I use whenever possible in a match.

I only wrestle in private settings such as a living room, basement, den; something like that. I mostly wrestle on mats but occasionally comforters or a mattress depending on the setting. I’m not into pro wrestling. I’m also not into ring wrestling, only because it reminds me of pro wrestling. My attire for wrestling varies from a bikini to a singlet; however I prefer to wear a bikini because I love the skin on skin contact when applying a headscissors on my opponent. I do have several short cut singlets and I don’t mind wearing them if my opponent wants a singlet match instead. I’ve found that most women who want to start out in a singlet will change into a bikini after the first submission and that works for me. I either wear my hair in a bun or a ponytail when I wrestle and I wear size 9 black Asics wrestling shoes. Wrestling shoes are nice because you can really clamp on a scissors or grapevine wearing them but it goes both ways too, so can your opponent. Oh, and I’m 5’6” and 150ish pounds.

I don’t actually belong to a wrestling club; we are just a group of females into underground private wrestling. It’s more of an organization of women who wrestle other women in private. I don’t even know all the women involved; matches are arranged through the Internet, text, phone, face to face in someplace like a coffee shop and by referral. Most of the women are single, although some are divorced and a few are married. Their occupations are all crazy; I’ve wrestled at least one doctor, a realtor, a couple police officers, several college students, etc. As I said the matches are private; males are not allowed to watch the wrestling, however sometimes another woman will watch if both women wrestling agree. The only stipulation is the woman watching has to dress like the wrestlers, so if the wrestlers are rolling in bikinis, then the woman watching has to wear a bikini. It works out well that way. This happens a lot during wrestling referrals. One woman will arrange a match as long as she gets to watch. I know they find wrestling erotic and I’m o.k. with that because I find wrestling erotic too. There, I admitted it. And now you know why I like the headscissors.

I set the match up with Jane through Pam, a woman I had wrestled several years prior. Rather, Pam set up the match with Jane so that Pam could watch. Pam was around 60 years old and I had wrestled her maybe 8 years ago. Pam had a really nice wrestling set up in the basement of her condo and that’s where I was going to meet Jane for our match. Jane and I were similar in size only Jane was 10 years older than me. Jane had wrestled Pam in the past. Anyway, I agreed to meet Jane at Pam’s house during a weekday afternoon for a 1 hour match, submissions or pins, and whoever was leading when the timer went off would win the match. If the match was tied, we would wrestle a final submission to determine the winner. Pam would more or less act as the ref if we needed one, otherwise she would sit near us, either on the mats or in a chair next to the mats and watch us wrestle.

I grabbed my wrestling gear, bikinis, singlets and shoes and tossed them into a bag and headed out for the 2 hour drive with butterflies in my stomach. I always get nervous before I wrestle, especially wrestling someone new. The butterflies increased when I finally hit the exit and turned on Pam’s street. It had been a long time since I had been to Pam’s but I recognized her condo right away and noticed the BMW parked in the driveway. Since Pam had a garage I figured Jane’s car was parked in the driveway. I parked behind it, grabbed my bag and knocked on the door. Pam was waiting and invited me in. We hugged briefly and then she walked me to the living room where Jane was sitting watching a wrestling video. Pam made introductions. Jane was wearing black tights and a t-shirt. The 3 of us made small talk and then Pam suggested we move to the basement so off we went. The mats were set up just like I remembered them and nothing much had really changed through the years. Her basement was broken out in different sections and the mats were on carpet with two long couches next to the sides of the mats. She had the windows open to let in a nice breeze. Since Pam was hosting I asked what she wanted us to wear and she said bikinis with wrestling shoes. She pointed Jane to the restroom and pointed me to the spare bedroom and we changed in private. I changed into a yellow bikini with my black Asics wrestling shoes and when I walked out and Jane was standing on the mats wearing a pink bikini, which looked really good on her because she had dark hair. She also had on black wrestling shoes. I smiled and told her the bikini looked good on her and she returned the compliment. We talked about the rules, submission wrestling, no catfighting of any kind and we would start from a kneeling position. Pam removed the sweat pants and t-shirt she was wearing and sat on the couch in her bikini.

I always feel a new opponent out in the beginning to determine how good they are, how strong they may be and what holds they like to use. I sometimes let them get a hold on me just to test things out. Sometimes it works and sometimes it doesn’t. It didn’t work against Jane. Jane and I were fighting with our hands trying to grab each other’s wrists when I let her slip behind me to see what she would do. She quickly clamped on a full nelson, which told me this wasn’t her first rodeo. She clamped it on good too, interlacing her fingers behind my neck and forcing my arms above my head. We were on our knees and her body was pinned tight against my back when she pulled me back, spread her legs and tried to scissor me. Well I knew that was coming when she pulled me backwards and I spread my legs out wide and fought with her legs to keep her from locking on the scissors. She was persistent in trying to get the scissors on me and we fought with our legs for several minutes before she eventually got her left leg up and over mine and it didn’t take long before she wrapped her right leg around my waist, crossed her black Nike wrestling shoes and locked on a body scissors with the full nelson. I was in trouble. Jane wrestled my style, not the strongest in the world but once she got a hold locked on it was a bitch to escape it. And Jane was wrapped around me really well. I had been in the full nelson for about 5 minutes at this point so I was already tiring and when she locked her legs around my body it didn’t help. She wasn’t squeezing for a submission but she was squeezing hard enough that it made twisting out impossible. I could feel her warm breath on the back of my neck and could hear her breathing, which was definitely a turn on. I just lay with my back on top of her with neither one of us really moving while Pam watched with a smile on her face. I decided to throw up a bridge to force my weight against the upper half of her body in the only move I could think of to escape. I spread my legs wide and buried my heels into the mats and bridged up. Jane held tight and curled her body with mine, not giving an inch. 30 seconds later I dropped the bridge, a defeated woman. Jane asked if I submitted and I said yes. Jane released the body scissors full nelson combination and I rolled out from between her legs and laid on my back to rest. I looked over at Jane who was on her knees and could see her dark nipples standing out in her bikini top. Jane smiled over at me and I noticed mine were too. Meanwhile Pam was sitting on the edge of the couch beaming and telling us how much she enjoyed the first match.

We took a short break and started the second match. I was determined not to let her get behind me in this match. We started with our arms extended so that my hands were on her shoulders and her hands were on my shoulders. Pam yelled go and we started wrestling. I got her down on her back and she immediately spread her legs and tried to scissor me again. Not this time Jane. I dodged her scissor attempt and lay across her diagonally to keep her down and under control. She reached up and grabbed my head in a front headlock which is a hold that I absolutely hate. I struggled and using my hand was able to break her headlock after about a minute of intense struggling. Once out of the headlock I changed tactics and moved into a straddle on her stomach and then tried to grab her arms for more control. She was good at hand fighting from her back and while struggling with her hands I slid up higher on her body and before she could figure out what I was doing, I locked the school girl pin on her and had control of one of her wrists. She was mine now and I wasn’t playing around because I had her where I wanted her. I released her wrist, quickly put my hands behind her head and rolled to my left, pulling her into a front headscissors. Gotcha bitch. I will show you for wrapping me up in an unbreakable body scissors full nelson combination for your submission. I stretched my legs out, crossed and locked my ankles and looked down at her, where to my surprise, she didn’t have a look of panic on her face! I was shocked about that. Most look desperate when I lock the front headscissors on them. They know escape is impossible. Not Jane though, Jane looked determined to wrestle out. I was on my side and Jane was too, so I reached down and moved a couple strands of hair out of her face. What can I say, I’m a polite wrestler. I also did it just to piss her off; let her know she was going to have her head and neck between my thighs for a while. Jane was reaching back with her hand to try to unlock my ankles so I stretched my legs out straight to keep my feet out of her reach. Next she tried to bring her leg up toward my head but that is an amateur move as far as I’m concerned and the only time it works is when the woman applying the headscissors wants to be headscissored too. I blocked her attempt with my hand. Then I stretched out and put my elbow down on the mat and rested my head in my hand as I watched Jane struggle. I was in my happy place now, applying the most exciting and erotic hold there is. I looked over at Pam who had her hand down the front of her bikini bottom and she quickly pulled it out when I caught her. I didn’t really care; I was good where I was at with my opponent’s head and neck between my upper thighs. Jane was still struggling and when I looked down at her I saw it for the first time in the match, the look of panic. She realized she wasn’t getting her head out from between my thighs. I love the look of panic, I really do. The look in your opponent’s eyes when she realizes she can’t escape and is going to lose the submission. Pam moved off the couch and was kneeling near us, getting a close up. I decided to give her a show and reached behind Jane’s head again, pulling her in even tighter so that her neck was pinned against my pussy and her jaw was resting on my square cut mound. Then I stretched out and held her without applying submission pressure but applying enough pressure to make escape impossible. I was perspiring, probably due to the excitement and so was Jane and even Pam. I don’t know that it was that warm in the basement but things were heating up on the mat. Then I looked down at Jane, smiled and asked if she submitted. She didn’t respond so I just held her and about 2 minutes later she tapped out on my hip. We were even now, 1-1 after over 40 minutes of wrestling. I immediately released Jane and sat up on my elbows. Pam stayed kneeled next to us while Jane rubbed her neck and told me that was one of the best headscissors she had ever been in.

We took another break and Pam moved to the edge of the couch. We started the same way as last time with our arms stretched out and my hands on Jane’s shoulders with Jane’s hands on my shoulders. We started the third match and this one was a little more serious than the prior two. We both knew we could beat each other. We continually rolled on the mats trading holds. I got her in a body scissors but couldn’t add another hold to it before she escaped. She went with a headlock pin but I was able to roll up and snatch her head with my leg to break it. It was a lucky escape on my part. I got her in a full nelson but wasn’t in position to get the body scissors on her, although I really wanted to submit her in the same hold that she submitted me in. Her top slipped up in the full nelson revealing her hard as hell dark nipples and I got some satisfaction out of that. She came really close to getting a grapevine on me and in fact had captured one of my legs but I somehow escaped it. That was another lucky escape on my part and I was realizing that her wrestling experience was paying off. We were both perspiring hard, our bodies glistening with sweat. I was on my stomach with Jane lying on my back when she locked on a half nelson to turn me. I don’t know where my head was at, maybe it was the intense wrestling we were doing for 15 minutes straight, but she used one of my favorite moves and I never saw it coming. She had my right arm in the half nelson and began lifting it up while I did my best to keep it down. She started to turn me and my right boob popped out at this point but I really didn’t care however once she got me turned and I went down to my back, she jumped up and straddled my neck and I’m sure you know what came next. 2 seconds later I was in her front headscissors and Pam let out a gasp. Jane rolled to her side just like I do and took me to my side and I lay there with my right boob and hard pink nipple exposed. Jane was looking down at me with a sarcastic look on her face and Pam jumped off the couch and was on the mats with us. Jane wasn’t squeezing the shit out of my neck for the submission; rather she was applying it like I do, keeping enough pressure on to make escape impossible and enjoying the struggle. I was kicking my legs in frustration because I knew she had me and I was pissed. I knew she put me in her front headscissors just because I put her in mine. My hands were free so I slid them up her body and grabbed the waistband of her bikini at the hip. Jane looked down at me and told me to try it. My mind raced for a second and then I tugged the sides of her bikini down at her hips thinking she would release the headscissors. Instead she put her hands behind my head and pulled me tighter into her so that this time my neck was pinned against her pussy. She slid the front of her bikini down slightly and forced her mound tight against my chin. Without smiling, she gave me another sarcastic look and asked if I submitted. With my jaw buried in her mound, I waited 2 minutes and tapped out on her hip. Jane released me and lay back, not bothering to make an adjustment to her bikini bottom; her dark bush in plain view. I rolled to my back and didn’t bother to cover up my exposed breast. After over 75 minutes of wrestling, Jane was the winner 2-1. We stood up at the same time and hugged each other; I could feel her bush pressing against my upper thigh and my boob was pinned against her chest during the hug. Pam thanked us for putting on, what she called, a great wrestling match. I wasn’t sure what to do next, I really didn’t want to leave but I wasn’t sure where this was going between Jane and me. If we had both changed in the spare bedroom, I would have slapped a headscissors on her when we were changing back into what we wore when we arrived. From the looks of things, Jane was hesitant too; she wasn’t making a beeline to get changed. But Pam was there and that was making things difficult. I walked up to Jane, gave her another hug, tapped her ass with my hand and told her I was glad we had the opportunity to wrestle. Jane looked somewhat surprised and whispered that she would give me her number on the way out.