Barbara and the Wrestling Club

If there was one thing Barbara had learned from competing in the Main Street Athletic Club's Amateur Boxing Class and ensuing tournament, it was that she definitely was not a boxer. Though she had worked hard in the boxing class, she was nonetheless knocked out in both of her fights and had little desire to continue as a participant in the "sweet science".

Aside from that bit of knowledge however, Barbara had also learned a great deal about herself, much to her surprise. She had greatly enjoyed the adrenaline rush of preparing to compete against another woman in a combative competition, despite the outcome of her previous attempts. She loved the strategizing, preparing a game plan and trying to carry it out, making adjustments on the fly as needed. She had delighted in the physical demands placed on her body and the exertion required from it during a fight. And on the rare occasions when she had the upper hand in her bouts, she felt powerful, sexy and desirable. As a suburban soccer mom, rarely did she have the opportunity to experience those emotions, so despite having been on the losing end of both fights, the overall experience was incredibly invigorating to her.

Though the thrill of the experience remained with her, with the tournament now over, Barbara returned to her everyday life of driving the kids to and from school, shopping and running errands. But one day, as she waited outside of school to pick her kids up, a few of the other mothers came over to chat. Barbara knew two of the three, being the outgoing woman she was, and was happy to see them. But as they chatted, one of the moms revealed that she had heard about the boxing tournament Barbara competed in. Though embarrassed at first, they quickly put her at ease, each of them congratulating her on her effort.

They then went on to ask her questions about her motivation for joining the tournament, whether or not she enjoyed it and if she intended to pursue it further. Barbara told them that she did not intend to pursue boxing further but admitted how much she enjoyed the experience. She explained how the event had made her feel and how, despite the knockouts, she was left invigorated. She then admitted that she wished she could find another means of engaging in that type of competitive activity, but doubted that she would ever find one.

The other women all paused and looked at each other with a smile on their faces. Barbara gazed back at them, realizing that they knew something she didn't. One of the women then offered an intriguing and unexpected invitation to Barbara.

"We thought you might be right for our little group, but we just wanted to check first."

Barbara stared back at her, oblivious to what she was offering, but intrigued. The women then continued to explain.

"You see, there's a few of us who get together a few times a week to …. well … wrestle. We all drop our kids off at school and then go over someone's house to practice wrestling. It's not a competitive thing, but just a way for us to practice holds on each other, share information and learn more about it. It's a lot of fun, so if you're interested ….."

Just then the kids started to emerge from the building and the conversation was cut short. But Barbara was definitely interested, so before her kids walked over, she let her feelings be known.

"That sounds like fun. I'd love to come and see what it's all about!"

"Great, meet us here tomorrow. After we drop our kids off we'll take you with us."

Barbara nodded her head with a wide smile on her pretty face just as one of her kids ran over and gave her a hug. The group of moms then dispersed and went their separate ways as Barbara escorted her kids into the minivan and began the short drive home.

She was excited about the proposition and thought about it the rest of the day. It sounded like the perfect opportunity for her to pursue all of those feelings she had unearthed through boxing, but in a format more suitable for her. So the next day, after dropping her kids off, she found herself in a small procession of SUV's and minivans on their way to Josie's house.

Parking their cars and walking inside, the women made their way to the basement where, much to Barbara's surprise was a large, open area covered with mats. The women then took out their gym bags and began to change into their wrestling attire. There were only three other women along with Barbara, and each had their own unique style. Josie slipped into a leotard, Angela dressed in a spandex body suit and Kathy slid her long, slender body into a bikini. As Barbara took a seat off to the side, the three women then met in the middle of the mats and began to talk.

Kathy began to explain how she had learned a new variation of a scissors hold, so she and Angela got down onto their knees, and within seconds, began to wrestle. Kathy quickly got Angela to the mat and wrapped her long, shapely legs around Angela's midsection before squeezing tightly. Angela tried to get free, but after a few more seconds, Kathy giggled down at her.

"Pretty effective, eh?"

Angela laughed back at her, "Yeah, you could say that!"

And with that, Kathy broke the hold and the women began changing places and working at it until they each had learned how to effectively apply the hold. This went on for about an hour and a half or so as Barbara sat and watched, amazed at what she was witnessing. The women were clearly enjoying themselves, but also serious about what they were doing. It was good-natured physical exertion with no animosity or ill intent on the part of the three. They were doing just as they said, not being overly competitive, but just practicing different holds on each other and sharing information. It looked like alot of fun!

Eventually they ended the session and went upstairs into the kitchen where Josie made some tea and they sat around the kitchen table. Barbara sat quietly, still amazed at what she had seen. She had a million questions, but didn't know where to start. But before she could, one of the women asked what Barbara thought.

"I think it's great. It's exactly what I was looking for! But tell me, do any of you really wrestle, I mean have wrestling matches against other women?"

That prompted each of them to explain their motivation with the bikini-cald Kathy starting first.

"Within this group we all agreed that we wouldn't get competitive, so we don't wrestle against each other. My real motivation is to make my husband happy. He loves to wrestle with me, so every once in awhile we'll send the kids to grandma's house for the night and we wrestle together for fun. It's pretty erotic and he really loves it. And after we're done, well let's just say … he's much more amenable to my desires!"

They all laughed, but Kathy then continued.

"But every once in awhile I'll wrestle against another women. He comes to watch, but I enjoy it too."

Barbara nodded as Angela, dressed in the body suit, then chimed in.

"For me, it's a great way to get some exercise and have some fun. As you can see, we work up a good sweat!"

Just then Kathy lifted her arm and mockingly whiffed her armpit before Angela continued.

"I don't wrestle competitively at all, at least not yet, but I still enjoy it. The exercise classes I was taking were boring to me and this is a great alternative."

Barbara again nodded at Angela before Josie, dressed in a black leotard, chimed in.

"I guess I do all of those, and more. I love to wrestle with my husband, love the exercise, but I also love the competitive aspect, so I wrestle against other women whenever I can. It's not as often as I'd like, but it's such a rush when I get to compete! And my husband was so into it that he had these mats installed so I had somewhere to do it safely, right in our own home."

Barbara was truly amazed and anxious to get started. She took a sip of tea and then asked when she could join in the fun. They told her that they were meeting again in a couple of days and that she was welcome to join in, as long as she agreed to their rules:

-No wrestling competitively against any of the women in the group.
-No dangerous moves or holds; nothing that could hurt anyone.
-Immediately break a hold when asked, or when the other woman slaps the floor.
-And most of all, have fun and keep the atmosphere light!

Barbara readily agreed and at the next session, became part of the group. It was a cast of about 6 or 7 other women, and though not all of them made it to each session, there were always at least 2 or 3 other women present. They typically met at Josie's house, but sometimes moved to another woman's place as needed.

Though she had a nice body, Barbara was very modest at first, wearing a leotard and a pair of tights for the first few weeks. But as she grew more comfortable, she switched to just a leotard and then a sports bra and running shorts. Barbara's confidence in her physical ability also grew with each gathering and eventually she began to get more adept at some of the holds. But one day a new woman showed up, or at least a new woman to Barbara. She had been a member of the group before but for some reason had taken a break from it. And though "the regulars" knew her well, they also seemed a bit uneasy around her, a fact not lost on Barbara.

Helen was a pretty Asian woman with an intense look in her eyes, a couple of inches taller than Barbara and about 10 pounds of muscle heavier. As they began the session, agreeing to work on the Camel Clutch hold, Barbara got paired up with Helen. There were a total of 6 women at Josie's house on that day, so each had a partner as they paired off and went to work. With the other two duos focusing on their own partner, Helen knelt down and faced Barbara. They agreed that Helen would apply the hold first, so they grabbed arms and instantly, Barbara was pushed to the mat and rolled onto her stomach.

Digging her knee into Barbara's back, Helen then interlocked her fingers with her hands beneath Barbara's chin and yanked up on it, jerking her head violently backward. Feeling a twinge in her neck, Barbara tried to slap the mat to signal for Helen to break the hold, but the powerful Asian tugged up on her head so that Barbara could not reach it. The throbbing grew more intense as Barbara's back arched painfully so she tried to shout for Helen to break. But the Asian beauty quickly squeezed her hands tightly against the sides of Barbara's face, mashing her cheeks together as her mouth curled into a fish-face pose. With her face constricted so tightly, Barbara could not speak and was trapped as Helen applied more pressure.

The pain slowly became unbearable before finally, Helen released her grip as Barbara's face collapsed to the mat. She lay there for a few moments as Helen kneeled alongside her with an arrogant expression on her face. Barbara debated what to do next, sure that Helen's actions were deliberate. Since she was still new to the group however, she didn't want to look like a wimp, or to cause any trouble. But as she pushed herself up, it was obvious that she was in pain. Luckily for Barbara, Josie was watching and stood up, walking over.

"You know Helen, I warned you about this, so maybe you just better go."

Helen glared back at her and the two stared each other down for a moment before finally Helen walked away, gathering her things before storming out of the house without saying a word. Barbara looked back at Josie, still in obvious pain, but puzzled as well.

"I'm sorry about that Barbara. Helen's a nice woman, and a good wrestler, but she gets too intense for us. I had a feeling something like this might happen, so I warned her as soon as she walked in."

Barbara looked back at her, not sure what to say. She was a little embarrassed, and Josie knew it, so she just walked over, got to her knees and invited Barbara to pair up with her. The rest of the session was uneventful, but it proved to be Barbara's first lesson in the consequences of competitive wrestling. But surprisingly, despite the pain of the hold, she seemed to savor the experience.

Barbara had still not told her husband about her involvement in the wrestling club, despite over a month's worth of sessions. But there was good reason for that! She had been having discussions with Kathy, the woman who enjoyed wrestling with her husband, in hopes of gathering some information. After Kathy gave her some tips on ways to make wrestling with her husband a little more erotic, Barbara set the stage for herself.

She arranged to have the kids sleep over a friends' house one night, and as her husband arrived home from work, she was waiting for him in their bedroom. She had lit candles all around the room and slipped into her sexiest bra and panty set, kneeling on the bed when he walked in. Barbara hadn't done anything quite as sensual as this for her husband in years, so immediately he stripped out of his clothes and moved toward. But Barbara knelt up and held her hand out to stop him in his tracks.

"If you want me, you've got to wrestle me!"

He looked back at her with a quizzical expression, not sure what to do, so Barbara repeated the phrase.

"You heard me. If you want me, you've to got to pin me to the bed!"

He took the bait and jumped onto the bed, but immediately Barbara wrapped her legs around his head and locked them together, trapping him in a head scissors. Barbara squeezed tightly, and though he seemed to enjoy being the victim of the hold, it was also somewhat painful. But Barbara kept the pressure on, squeezing her thighs tightly around his skull until finally he tried to pry her legs apart, but was unsuccessful. Finally she freed his head, but then quickly grabbed him and tossed him onto his stomach before grabbing his arm and twisting it behind him.

"AAHH!" he yelled, his arm twisted painfully.

Barbara kept the pressure on his arm just long enough to prove a point before rolling him onto his back and jumping on top of him. She then wound her legs around his thighs and pinned his arms to the bed, executing a perfect grapevine pin. He began to squirm halfheartedly as his wife's chest dangled near his head. He lifted his head up and buried it in her cleavage, but she pressed his arms down even more, forcing him back against the bed as she kept him pinned.

"Pretty good, eh? I've been taking wrestling lessons. What do you think?"

He was stunned, but gradually smiled at her revelation.

"So come on, try to get free!" she chided as he continued to struggle.

Eventually he was able to roll her onto her back before pinning her arms over her head as Barbara struggled feverishly to break free. But he proved too powerful and eventually she succumbed as he kissed her neck and worked his way down her body. The end result left Barbara with a great deal of pleasure, even more so than usual as she thanked quietly Kathy for the advice while moaning loudly in ecstasy.

After the lovemaking was over however, he began to question her about the wrestling. She divulged her wrestling activities over the past month or so and he seemed very interested. He interrogated her some more, but then eventually asked the question to which she had not yet given much thought.

"Do you plan to wrestle against another woman?"

The question was asked from behind a devious smile which was stretched across her husband's face. He seemed to delight in the possibility, which forced Barbara to ponder the question even more as time went on. She had been curious about wrestling another woman herself, and now that her husband had shown interest, she gave the possibility even more serious thought.

To be continued ……

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