The Squared Circle Sports Bar was a great place. As a sports fanatic, I wandered in one day after work to grab a brew, and I had walked into a world that I fell in love with. A rather large place, It was full of TVs, two of the giant screen. A really cool feature was the wrestling ring, a real pro one, right in the center of the place, with tables set up in it and everything. I thought it was really cool just at that, but when I checked out the menu, it stated that they held a female wrestling event every Thursday night. Though, generally, the participants were mainly taken from the all girl wait staff, who, like in a "Hooters" were all nearly impossibly beautiful, but it was open to all women. They wore GREAT uniforms; Referee striped sports bras, black stretch hotpants, and white sneakers.

My own wife, Lesa, was a beautiful girl in her own right, and I managed to persuade her to put in an application. She got the job, and the rest, as they say, is history. That was three years ago, and Lesa built up quite a following both in her wrestling, and her waitressing. Though hesitant to engage in the wrestling at first, she gave it a try, for me. Well, she won her first match using moves I had taught her, and the rush she got was like a drug. The Camel Clutch was her favorite hold, and finisher, an d when she made her first opponent submit to it, she was hooked. She had taken some tough losses at first, but eventually improved, and had been a two time title holder. She had been in possession of the title for six months now, and had really been in so me donnybrooks with most all the girls in the place, and had beaten them all. I cautioned her against overconfidence, but after her recent string of victories, it was nearly impossible. She had never really worked out, her 55 130 pound body just seemed to naturally stay in shape, and her long, wavy red hair made her an original in a place without any other redheads on the roster.

This past Thursday night, I drove her to work, and , beer in hand, watched the Thursday night football game which was to preceed the event this night. After the Dolphins beat the Bills, 21-3, all was right with the world, and I decided to check on my wife . Knocking on the dressing room door, I was let in by female assistant manager, Julie. All the girls were in their respective outfits, as it was almost match time, and she warned me to be brief. Lesa, obviously in a good mood, came bouncing up to me and g ave me a hug. How do I look, sweetie? She asked. I had to shake my head and smile, as she looked great. Her hair tumbled down well past her shoulders. She wore a white stretch top with a black "Everlast" written across it. The shimmery purple stretch hotp ants she wore had been purchased at my request, and she looked as good as I thought she would in them. High top white wrestling shoes topped off her ensemble. She had put on makeup, and had actually gone as far as sprinkling body glitter on herself. I wan t everyone to remember tonight. Said Lesa. I agreed, and hugged her quickly again before being ejected by Julie.

Lesas entrance was racous, as usual, as she was very well liked by the patrons. Even the other waitresses, most of whom she had beaten, applauded. Lesa briefly stopped waving to the crowd when she walked near Maria, a cute little Hispanic girl. At 411 and 95 pounds, she was the smallest girl that worked in the place. She was arguably the cutest, too. Her long, silky black hair reached down past her nicely shaped, firm butt, and her body was absolutely magnificent. The two of them exchanged looks, then, to the crowds very vocal approval, embraced and shared a deep kiss. Lesas bisexuality had never bothered me, and though she vastly preferred males, she needed a female every now and then, and I generally did not object, especially when she chose someone as cute as Maria. When the two of them parted, and Lesa got into the ring, I could see that Lesas nipples had swollen up in excitement. Though her large, C cup breasts looked even better with her nipples aroused, I knew that Lesas sexuality was a vunerablili ty in the ring. I also was not crazy about her workout ethic, but she was always in condition enough to win, so I let it go. In Lesas losses, though, her sexuality had been exploited by those girls who werent squeamish about going that route.

Lesas opponant for the evening was named Merideth. I hadnt heard of her before, and neither had Lesa. Julie had said she was not on the staff, so she was somewhat of a mystery. The mystery was solved shortly, however, when she made her way out. The crowd, myself included was absolutely stunned. She was a 510 stunning blonde who weighed 147 pounds. That weight was defiantly distributed well. She had very large breasts, and a good deal of bulk in her hips and tighs, curving in all the right ways. A good por tion of her weight also had to be muscle. Though not "ripped", you could see the bulges of strength in her arms, legs, and abs. She strode to the ring slowly, so everyone could get a good gawk. She had very fair skin. This made her black thong bottom and black bikini top that much more obvious. She wore black nail polish and black, knee high boots that looked like they might be shiny vinyl. Her piercing blue eyes were framed by long blonde hair, done up in a single pony tail on the top of her head. Black leather fingerless gloves completed her outfit.

They stood facing each other as Jenny, the ref, explained the rules. It was a three fall match. All falls would be fought. To win a fall, you could pin your opponent for a ten count, or make her submit. As usual at the squared circle, there would be no wi nning by DQ. Both girls nodded, and went to their respective corners to await the bell.

At the bell, both women came out looking to lock up. Lesa went in to get a collar and elbow lockup, but was as surprised as I was when Merideths leather gloved hand slapped onto her face and applied a claw! Lesas arms immediatly flew up to grab the blonde s wrists to relieve some pressure, and I could see Lesas butt clench up in pain from the unexpected move. Merideth reached around and placed her left hand in the small of Lesas back, and pulled my wife toward her, while really ratcheting don the pressure with her right. Now Merideths height advantage really came in as she bore down on my wifes temples from above, forcing Lesas head back. Lesa tried to push away, but Merideth grabed the bottom of Lesas tights, and pulled upward, both preventing Lesa from g etting away, and giving her a painful wedgie.

At last Lesas first cry of pain came, both from the pain in her crotch and head. She would later tell me that it felt as though her temples would cave in. Lesa finally sunk to her knees, as the big blonde poured on the pressure. Lesa gained a momentary re lief when she fired a right hand into the big blondes gut, but Merideth kept her grip on and bore down again. I could tell Lesa was getting desperate, and her right hand into Merideths crotch finally broke the hold. The busty blonde staggered away holding her crotch, and Lesa crawled on her hands and knees to the corner to get a respite. Lesa got to her feet in the corner and turned to face her opponent.

She turned around just in time to eat a hard right hand to the jaw. Lesas head snapped back and she staggered into the corner. The big blonde then lashed out with her right leg and sent the sole of her black viynl boot into Lesas tummy.

BWAAAAAAA!!!!! grunted Lesa from the force of the blow.......BWAAAAAAA!!!!!! she grunted as Merideth grabed hold of the top ropes and used them to help her drive her knee into Lesas gut.......The knee landed with such force that it drove Lesas butt to the point where it was actually seated on the second turnbuckle. That shiny purple bottom of hers were now even further wedged between her cheeks, and those hotpants now looked almost like a thong.

The sneering Merideth laced her fingers in Lesa thick red hair and pulled her out of the corner. She pulled Lesa to the center of the ring. My wife wasnt going to stand for this, though, and she fired a right hand into Merideths gut. The big blondes abs w ere hard and well conditioned, but the suddenness of Lesas blow momentarily put her off balance. Knocking Merideths hand out of her hair, she quickly wrapped her right arm around Merideths head in a headlock. Lesa set her feet wide apart, and really crank ed down on the headlock. The crowd cheered lustily for their favorite, and Lesa, always the extrovert, smiled out at them. She looked down at Merideth, and grabbed hold of her ponytail. Lesa jerked at it, and it looked like a thick, blonde horses tail. Sh e wasnt hurting Merideth more than playing to the crowd, which was another of her weaknesses.

Merideth was slapping her left hand against Lesas left butt cheek, leaving red handprints each time. This was irritating Lesa, who let go of the blonde ponytail and again cranked down on the headlock. Lesa was really putting everything she had into it, he r Legs spread wide, giving her a good base. She looked as shocked as I was when I saw the black painted nailed fingers of Merideth slide between her legs and move to her crotch. Merideth began to rub Lesas crotch, and though I know she knew better, she ke pt hold of that headlock, though I could see her grip loosen as her eyes began to close and her mouth began to open loosely.

Merideth slowly moved her head out of the headlock, and was now behind Lesa, massaging Lesa more firmly now. The tall blonde pressed her body into Lesas back, pressing her breasts into Lesa. She began to lightly nip, lick and kiss the base of Lesas neck a nd right shoulder. I felt a shock go through me as those piercing blue eyes looked straight into mine and a cruel smile came across those black colored lips. My god....She was just toying with Lesa.....Merideths left hand was working on Lesas crotch, and now Lesa was letting out soft cooing sounds as those fingers disappeared under the seam of her purple shorts, and inside my wife.

I could see Lesas body totally surrendering as she now reached back with her hands and started running her fingers through Merideths thick blonde hair. Around came Merideths right hand, those black-tipped fingers lightly rubbing my wifes belly. They trace d their way up and gently squeezed at my wifes still clothed breasts. She really began working Lesas crotch, and I could see Lesas legs shaking...

Finally, she gave way and went down to her knees. Merideth followed her down, still skillfully working her. A quick forceful shove sent Lesas upper body to the mat, while keeping her on her knees, but up in the air.

This was where Merideth wanted her, and now she began to pound her fingers into Lesa. Lesa gritted her teeth and clawed at the mat as Merideth busily worked her fingers in and out. My wifes grunts and cries of pleasure were loud, and echoed through the cl ub, especially when Merideth began spanking her right hand down on Lesas exposed butt. Finally, Lesa exploded in orgasm and shot forward. Merideth slowly got to her feet and walked around the trembling redhead, licking her fingers.

Merideth looked at me and winked, and slowly pulled my sweating, almost limp wife to her feet. Lesa careened wildly across the ring as Merideth whipped her into the ropes. A decapitating clothesline sent Lesa crashing to the mat, almost flipping her compl etely over in the air. My wife lay on the mat on her back, and she wasnt moving very much. Towering above her, Merideth began stomping on Lesa, time after time. Merideths black boots slammed down again and again on Lesas breasts, squashing them time after time and eliciting cries of pain from their victim. After five or six stomps to Lesas breasts, Merideth finally pulled Lesa up. Again, she whipped Lesa across the ring.

A Hard right slapping chop across the top of Lesas breasts sent her to the mat again. Pulling Lesa up by her hair to a seated position. Sitting down behind her, Merideth went for what I assumed was a full nelson, but no....she looped her arms like a nelso n, but ended up forming two fists and pressing them on both of Lesas carotid arteries. Lesa could hardly resist. Her arms hung loosely out to the side, barley struggling as she fought vainly for consciousness. Slowly but surely, the oxygenated blood could nt get to her brain, and her eyelids fluttered shut. The ref grabbed Lesas wrist, and checked her arm. Lesas arm was raised and dropped 10 times. There was absolutely no consciousness left in her.

Merideth smiled and let Lesas limp body flop to the mat. She smiled and slapped Lesa across the back to wake her up, as club rules dictated. Lesas eyes fluttered open again, and she slowly crawled to her corner for the one minute break between falls. The two girls were studies in opposites; Merideth stood tall and proud, sneering across the ring at the Sweaty and exhausted Lesa, who sat slumped in the corner.

The bell signaling the second fall rang, and Lesa wearily pulled herself to her feet. Both girls approached each other and again Lesa was caught off gaurd as Merideths black boot lashed out and caught her in the gut. OOOOMMMMPPPHHH grunted Lesa as she ben t over holding her gut. There was no deliberation on Merideths part now, as she moved in and shoved Lesas head between her legs. wrapping her arms around Lesas waist, and jerked her up. Lesa, for a split second, was seated on Merideths shoulders, but was then sent slamming back first into the mat. Lesas back arched off the mat in pain, and Lesa rolled over onto her front in an attempt to take the pressure off the injured area. The tall blonde pulled Lesa to her feet by her hair. Scooping her up, she slamm ed Lesa down, bringing a cry of pain form Lesa as her damaged back was punished again. Merideth was working a little quicker now, and again drug Lesa to her feet by her hair. She scooped Lesa up again, but this time instead of slamming her back into the m at, she drove my wifes shoulder down onto her knee as she knelt, executing a nasty shoulderbreaker. Lesa rolled around on the mat, grasping at her damamged shoulder in pain.

I had noticed that Maria, who had changed for her match that was scheduled after this one, had made her way to ringside and was watching with concern as Lesa grasped at her shoulder. The little Hispanic girl wore a white thong and white sports bra that lo oked great contrasting against her deep brown coloring. She was barefoot, and was slapping the mat in frustration as she watched her friend and sometime lover, Lesa, get the beating of her life.

Lesa had rolled over to her stomach, still holding her shoulder, but she got no respite as Merideth stomped her back time after time. Three....four....five.....six stomps. I was really worried about my wife. Merideth mustve scouted her very well, as she s eemed to just play into Merideths plans with every move she made. Merideth bent over and grabbed both of Lesas wrists, and placing her right foot directly in between Lesas shoulderblades. Taking a step back, Lesa ended up on her knees. The look of exhaust ion on Lesas face turned to pain as Merideth now yanked back on her arms, punishing Lesa with a nasty surfboard. The ref was asking Lesa if she gave in, but Lesa shook her head "No" vigorously, sweat flying off her soaked red hair. Lesas screams of pain a nd Merideths yells of effort echoed throughout the club. Lesa firm round breasts strained against their holder as her chest was pushed out by the surfboard.

Marie was screaming for Lesa to hold on, and pounding the mat from the outside. Merideth looked over at her and regarded the little Hispanic with disdain. The fiery Latin cutie saw this and began screaming in Spanish and pointing at Merideth. The big blon de just smirked and returned her full attention to the punishment of Lesa.

Finally, though Lesas screams were pleasing her, the big blonde finally let go, letting Lesas breasts and upper body fall to the mat. Lesa moaned and held her hurting back. Her exhausted body barely even acknowledged the two stomps Merideth pounded into i t. Now, Merideth squatted down, straddling Lesa. She pulled Lesas upper body up again by the hair, and looped Lesas arms over her legs. She interlaced her fingers under Lesas chin, and yanked back, trapping my wife in a deep camel clutch. Lesa screamed ho arsely and her white wrestling shoes pounded the mat in pain as the cruelly sneering Merideth really cranked the hold down.

Maria was practically hysterical now, as she moved to where she could see Lesas face. I think Lesa heard her because I could see Lesa, through monuments effort, get her right arm off Merideths thigh, and reach out toward Maria. It was tragic, as there was no way she was going to reach to her friend, though. Merideth, seeing that Lesa had managed to take some of the pressure off her back with the move, let go of the hold and tossed Lesas upper body to the mat again, with a yell of frustration.

Both girls were sweating profusely now, as Merideth pulled Lesa to her feet by her hair once again.You bitch! Snarled Merideth, You better give in and let me have that title or Im really going to hurt you!

Lesa grimaced and shook her head "No". Merideth smiled cruelly as she shook Lesas head by her hair. I know how to take the starch out of you, you fuckin cunt!

She Irish whipped Lesa into a corner, and Lesas whole body shook with the impact. Slowly striding over to the corner, Merideth turned slightly and sent a slapping chop across the tops of Lesas beasts. I like the way your tits jiggle, bitch! Sneered the bl onde I think I want to see the better. Lesa tried to keep her top on, but the stronger blonde just overpowered her and pulled the white sports bra off the my protesting wife. Lesa magnificently shaped breasts now came into view as Merideth threw Lesas top out into the shocked crowd. Lesa, though tired, fired a sharp right hand into Merideths chin, stunning the blonde momentarily. Encouraged, Lesa fired another quick right into Merideths chin, snapping the blondes head back and backing her up a step. Lesa cocked another blow, but the black gloved right hand of Merideth slammed into Lesas left breast.

Lesa cried out in pain as the leather clad fist of Merideth crashed into her breast, already sensitive from the stomps it had taken earlier in the match. and she stumbled the two steps back into the corner, clutching her breast. Lesas red hair flew as Mer ideth slammed another right into the side of Lesas head. Moving Lesas arms from covering her breasts, Merideth wound up and sent another slapping chop across their tops. Lesas screams and the sound of sweaty flesh smacking echoed around the club as Meride th sent three more of the chops into Lesas reddened, jiggling breasts.

Merideth finally took a step back to survey Lesa, slumping in the ropes. Then, moving back in, she draped first Lesas left, then her right leg over the middle ropes. Lesa was now spread wide open, legs spread over the middle ropes, arms over the top ropes . BLLLLUUUHHHH grunted Lesa as Meideth slammed her fist into Lesas exposed gut. BLLLUUHHHHH She grunted again as Merideth rolled her shoulders like a prizefighter, slamming now her left hand into Lesas softened tummy. Grunt after grunt came from Lesa as M erideth used her belly like a punching bag. Lesa was helpless to stop the punishment as Merideths fist buried themselves deeper and deeper into her damaged belly.

Merideth backed away from the brutalized Lesa and strutted around the ring. Brushing her long blond hair out of her face, and took up a position in the middle of the ring, hands on her hips. Grinning, she looked out on the crowd and slowly brought her fin gers up to the clasp on her front latching bikini. The crowd collectively held its breath, and then audibly gasped as Merideth undid the clasp, and Merideths giant D cup breasts came into view. Slowly Merideth walked over to the stunned redhead, and rough ly pulled her from her pearch on the ropes. Lesa tumbled to the mat, and Merideth toed her over on her back. Standing over the fallen Lesa, Merideth cupped her breasts and looked down at Lesa evilly. Slowly, Medideth lowered herself down upon Lesas belly, and ever so slowly bent over, gradually lowering her dangling breasts into Lesas face. Lesa whimpered and shook her head "NO" but she was helpless to prevent the blondes action.

A laughing Merideth began swinging her upper body back and forth, slapping her huge breasts into Lesas face. Lesa screamed in humiliation as Merideth tit-slapped her energetically. Eventually, Merideth lowered her breasts all the way over Lesas face, in a perfectly executed breast smother. Lesas legs and arms weakly flailed for a few moments, but eventually she lay still. The ref let Lesas arm drop 10 times to the mat, and called for the bell.

Merideth, to the disappointment of the crowd, re-did her bikini and walked back to her corner. Lesa just lay in the center of the ring. Maria, unable to stand any more, scurried into the ring and pulled the fallen and limp Lesa back into her corner. Lesa had lost the title. That was Merideths now. She still had to go on with the match to the last fall, however, a particularly interesting house rule. Maria gently massaged Lesas reddened breasts and gave her water, trying to help Lesa the best she could.

After the minute break, the bell rang once again. The ref forced a protesting Maria out of the ring. Wearily, Lesa got to her feet . That impressed me, as I thought there would be no way she could get back up again.

Lesa, gathering all her strength jumped up and caught a shocked Merideth with a drop-kick, right to the jaw! Merideth went down, and lay, holding her jaw in pain. The topless redhead pulled her damaged, sweating body off the mat and walked toward the big blonde, who was struggling to her feet. Lesa met Merideth with a big right hand, snapping the blondes head back. A quick scoop slam put the blonde on the mat, her big breasts shaking from the impact.

Lesa looked down at the fallen blonde. You like the taste of me so much, you big cunt? Try this! Lesa plopped her sweaty, juice soaked crotch right down on the shocked blondes face. There were wet slurping sounds as Lesa slammed her hands down on Merideth s breasts and squeezed brutally, while she gyrated on Merideths face. Maria was fairly jumping around outside the ring in joy. I smiled, as I knew what Lesa was thinking. She may have lost the title, but at least shed take the last fall. Merideth slapped at Lesas ass and kicked her legs, and she seemed to be able to just get a breath of air when she needed it. The ref looked to count Merideth shoulders, and got to five a few times, but Merideth always got her shoulder up. Then I noticed how Lesas head was lolling back. Her eyes were closed, and her mouth open. She was moaning softly and her squeezing of Merideths breasts had now become more sensual. Her intensity picked up and she began wildly gyrating her hips. I had also noticed now, that Merideth had g rabbed Lesas hips, and was now pulling herself into Lesa. Then, Lesa erupted in screaming orgasm, and she shot off Merideth like a rocket. The smiling Blonde, her face wet and glistening with sweat and Lesas juices got to her feet and surveyed Lesa, layin g limp on her side, curled up, still spasming.

Pulling Lesa to her feet, Merideth roughly shoved her head between her legs. Wrapping her arms around Lesas waist, she pulled Lesa up. Then, falling to her knees, She drove Lesas head into the mat with a brutal tombstone piledriver. Lesas body folded over , and she collapsed to the mat. Merideth rolled Lesa over to her back, and placed a hand right between Lesas heaving breasts. The ref dove in and counted. when he go to nine, Merideth quickly pulled Lesa up to break the count.

Again, she pulled up Lesa, again she set her up for a piledriver. Again, she dropped Lesa to the mat. Again, Lesas body slumped over. Laying on her stomach, the only thing moving on Lesa was her right leg, which was twitching. Merideth looked at a stunned Maria and smiled. Standing, she toed Lesa over again. It did not take Merideth long to strip Lesa of her purple shorts, leaving her with only her shoes. Then, in an unexpected move, she stripped Lesa of her white wrestling shoes, leaving her naked on the mat. Jumping into the air, Merideth crash a legdrop right across Lesas chest. Lesas legs didnt even move, save the spasming. A smiling Merideth got to her feet again, and prepared to repeat her last move.

She was shoved from behind, however, as an Irate Maria jumped into the ring and pushed her from behind. The two of them exchanged stares, and finally, the little Hispanic girl acted. With two older brothers that boxed, the 21 year old Maria could really u se her hands. Two quick Lefts snapped the head of the blonde, and a hard right stunned her. Pushing the blonde into the ropes, Maria Irish whipped the big girl across the ring. Maria went high in the air with a flying drop-kick. Marias tanned body and flo wing black hair looked magnificent, even when she crashed to the mat without connecting on Merideth. Merideth Slowly approached the fallen Maria, positioning herself beside the Latin beauty.

Maria did not suspect anything as she stood, but the her temples exploded in white pain as Merideth slapped her brutal iron claw on her head. Maria screamed and thrash, but she had no chance of shaking off the cruel black gloved hand of Merideth. Merideth slowly but surely forced Maria to her knees. Marias struggles weakened, then ceased. Maria, on her knees, arms hanging limp, was finally released by Merideth. Dragging the unconscious Maria to Lesa, Merideth stripped off Marias top, exposing her firm, br own breasts. Hoisting Maria upon Lesa, she maneuvered the now barely conscious Latin so she straddled Lesas face. Merideth knelt down behind Maria, and cupped her breasts, right after she tied the brown beautys hands behind her back.. Merideths skilled fi ngers and hand worked Marias breasts and nipples briskly, and Maria began to come around. Merideth was whispering into Marias ear and it was clear there was no way the poor girl could hold out against Merediths ministrations. Eventually Maria exploded in orgasm, thoroughly soaking Lesas face. Merideth stood, holding a limp Maria up by her hair, and signaled the ref

Diving in, the ref counted to ten, and called for the bell. Merideth left Maria slump to the mat, and absorbing the boos from the crowd, slowly walked to the back. I do not know if Lesa will wrestle again. She was badly hurt in the match, and a 30 year ol d body doesnt heal like it used to. Maria had a match that night with a Slender brunette named Shelby, and lost, clearly distracted and still hurting. Merideth has had two title defenses, and has won them both convincingly, looking like a steamroller. She has made an open challenge too Lesa, but only time will tell if Lesa accepts.....