
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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