Pain and Pleasure

Another late night. Sometimes it seemed like we spent more time working with paper than the actually producing and shooting videos. I always made a conscious effort to read every letter and E-mail from our fans and customers, but sometimes the workload was a bit overwhelming. It wasn't just me that felt the strain of this monotonous paper work, Lynn and I spent so many nights together, it was like we were married. Our relationship was strictly business, but we had developed a very strong friendship since we started the company. As well as being the assistant business manager to the company, Lynn was also one of our finest wrestlers and had starred in some of our hottest videos. It was many of her ideas that set the stage for many of our video story lines. She was an amazing person. One ritual that we both particularly enjoyed, was sitting down together and reading fan mail over a cup of coffee. Many a late night was spent laughing at some of the ridiculous requests made by our fans. More than once we both woke up early the next day slumped over in our chairs. Not all of the letters contained idiotic requests, actually many of our stories had been based on ideas sent in by our customers, and for that reason we always tried to read all mail we received.

One evening while working in the office, Lynn read a letter that sparked her interest. The letter requested a mixed match with some unique stipulations. It requested that we shoot a match between one of our girls and a male opponent. Now that in itself was not that unusual, it was the fact that the match was to be for real is what grabbed our attention. The sender said that either the male or female combatant would be limited to the types of moves he or she could use depending on their abilities. Kind of like a handy cap to make the match fair. I looked the letter over and told Lynn that I liked the idea except we didn't have any male wrestlers. She gave me a stern look and said, "What do you mean no male wrestlers? You're the best wrestler in the company. After all, you taught most of us how to wrestle." I was shocked at her suggestion. One thing I had never considered was facing one of our own girls in the ring, let alone in a real match. Even if I did decide to wrestle in a mixed match, who would want to face me? Lynn said she would gladly wrestle me, providing the rules were adjusted to make the match even. I must say the idea did interest me slightly, after all, what man would pass up the chance to wrestle with a gorgeous young lady like Lynn. "OK" I said, "Lets go for it!" Lynn giggled with girlish delight and started thinking of ways to keep the contest even. After a couple of hours discussing the rules, we both came to a mutual agreement for how the match should proceed. The rules were simple, Lynn would basically be allowed to do anything within the rulebook as well as using closed fists and hair pulling tactics. For me however, the rules were not as generous. I would be restricted to using wrestling holds and moves only. No punching or hitting with any part of my body, no hair pulling, and no kicking. Considering that I was much larger than Lynn, this seemed like a fair arrangement. Lynn was an experienced fighter and was very capable in the ring. I stood about five feet, seven inches tall and weighed about one seventy, as compared to Lynn's five foot five, one hundred and ten pound frame. The main thing we needed to remember was that this was supposed to be fun, we were not trying to hurt each other. We would have a best of three fall match, with falls counted by submissions only. I would have to stay within the confines of the rulebook, while Lynn would be allowed to use any tactic she could to get me to surrender. We would tape the match, but we would be alone with no spectators, seeing as how this was a new concept for us. We would wrestle the next night.

The next night, Lynn met me at the studio just as we had arranged. We setup the cameras and adjusted the lighting equipment together, then went into our separate dressing rooms to change. I entered the ring first. My attire was quite simple, I wore a white muscle shirt, a pair black cycling shorts, and runners on my feet. I felt quite confident with my choice of gear as I had been working out on a regular basis for the past few years. My muscle mass was quite nice I had been told. I walked around the ring inspecting the ropes and turnbuckles as I waited for Lynn to arrive. She entered the ring a few minutes after me wearing her metallic silver hot pant outfit with matching bikini top. Her blond hair hung loosely down around her shoulders and her face was made up slightly to highlight her pretty face. As always, her shorts clung to her body like a second skin, showing off her womanly curves. She knew I loved that outfit and no doubt wore it to distract me. Well, it was working. She looked hot! "Now how am I supposed to concentrate on the match with you dressed like that?" I asked. She just smiled at me with a teasing look as she gently swayed her hips from side to side. "Well" she said, "Lets get it on." I started the cameras, and walked to meet her in the center of the ring.

Man, talk about an awkward moment. Here I stood face to face with Lynn in the center of the ring with the full intentions of beating her into submission. I had always prided myself on being a gentleman, and actually trying to hurt a beautiful young lady like Lynn intentionally went against my morals. Lynn stared at me with a look of mild frustration on her face for a moment, then said, "If your not going to start this, then I will!" , and with that wound up and struck me in the jaw with a brutal punch. "Don't go easy on me just because I'm a woman, I have full intentions of kicking your ass!" she hissed as I reeled back holding my jaw. I looked down at my hand to see it smeared with blood, that punch had really hit home. Lynn stood back several feet from me with her hands on her hips and a smug look on her face. She motioned, "Come on!" with hands as she smirked at me. It became very apparent to me at that point that she was not going to hold back, she really wanted to beat me. With that in mind, I approached her again, more cautiously this time. One of Lynn's greatest assets was her speed and agility, she easily side stepped me as I lunged at her. As I turned to continue my attack, I was greeted by a vicious kick that caught me squarely in the groin. I dropped to my knees moaning as the pain shot through me like a dull knife. Suddenly I felt Lynn grab my hair with her hands, and pull me to my feet. I was standing now in a doubled over position with Lynn firmly grasping my head be the hair. Lynn then brought her knee up and nailed me in the fore head with a brutal knee-lift. The force of the impact caused me to fall backward onto my back, I lay stunned on the mat with a very nasty head ache. Lynn wasted no time, she ran across the ring, rebounded off the ropes, then landed on my chest on her butt, knocking the wind from me. The only thing I could do was gasp for air, as Lynn set me up for her next move. I could feel Lynn grabbing my feet as she dragged me towards the center of the ring. Next I felt her starting to twist my legs into her favorite submission hold. The figure four leglock! I was clear enough to know that if she got me into that hold, the first fall would definitely be hers, so I kicked and struggled as hard as I could to thwart her attempts to secure the hold. After several moments of struggling, Lynn finally gave up on the hold and released my legs. She brutally stomped my knee in frustration as she turned away. The stomp was painful, but I still managed to get to my feet, slowly. I could see Lynn across the ring out of the corner of my eye as I slowly got to my feet. She was measuring me for her next attack, waiting for the precise moment to charge. What she didn't realize was that I was much clearer than she thought, and was also waiting. Just as I got to my feet, Lynn charged at me, and threw her body at me hoping to knock me down with a flying body block. I was ready for her and caught her in mid air. Before she even knew what was happening, I dropped to one knee and drove her back down across my other knee with a brutal back breaker. I didn't let her drop to the mat, instead I placed on hand on her upper chest, the other on her thigh, and forced her to bend further over my knee. She moaned as I bent her body cruelly across my knee. I couldn't help but look down at her sexy body stretched out helplessly in front of me. Her trim belly stretched tight, her ample breasts barely contained by the skimpy bikini top, and her gorgeous tanned legs shaking slightly from the pain. I must confess, it was arousing. Staring proved to be a mistake. I should have concentrated on getting her to submit, and not on drooling over her sexy body. Lynn, being extremely flexible, managed to lift her free leg and kick me squarely in the temple stunning me slightly. Next she reached up and gouged me in the eye, causing me to reach for my face, breaking the hold. Lynn rolled off my knee and scurried to the corner for safety as I staggered around blinded. I walked over to the ropes and rubbed my eyes in an attempt to ease the searing pain. Finally the pain subsided enough for me to actually see again. I tried to focus as I scanned the ring for Lynn's where about, then was brutally greeted with a flying drop kick that sent me into the corner with tremendous force. Slowly I slumped to the mat from the impact of Lynn's kick. Again, I felt myself being pulled to my feet by my hair, and lead to the center of ring. Here Lynn applied a front headlock on me and prepared to drive my head into the mat with a DDT. I wasn't about to give her the opportunity to knock me out, so in a desperation move, I reached around her waist and hoisted her up off the mat. I held her up for a moment then extended my knee and dropped Lynn down on it with a reverse atomic drop maneuver. Her vulnerable pussy smashed down hard against my knee as I dropped her down with brutal force. She fell off my knee and lay on the mat holding her private area moaning. If there was one thing I had learned during this match, it was to not under estimate Lynn's abilities. It seemed like every time I gave her any chance to recover, Lynn always managed to turn the match in her favor. This time I wasn't about to give her that opportunity. She was still lying on the mat moaning from the atomic drop. I reached down, lifted her to her feet, then picked her up to body slam her. Once I had her in position for a body slam, I backed up into the corner, then ran across the ring jumping up and dropping to the mat, crushing her beneath me with a violent power slam. Lynn lay on the mat holding her chest, gasping for air. Her eyes were shut tight and her mouth open wide as she struggled to regain her breath. Again, I wasn't about to give her a chance to recover. I grabbed her feet and dragged her to the center of the ring. Next I twisted her legs around mine, and turned her over into a scorpion death-lock submission hold. It only took a second for Lynn to regain her breath and start howling in agony. She pounded the mat helplessly as I increased the pressure on her back and legs. I could feel her body quiver as I bent her back near her pain thresh hold. She cried in pain but refused to surrender. I knew I could easily snap her back like a twig, but she was my friend, and the last thing I wanted to do was cause her any permanent injury. Finally I pulled back until I could feel her back tighten up just near the breaking point. Instantly Lynn screamed and cried out her submission. I released the hold the moment I heard her surrender. Lynn continued to lay face down on the mat for a moment after I released her, then slowly got up. I helped her to her feet, then led her to the corner to rest. She sat down in the corner, took a sip of water and looked at me. The look on her face had me slightly confused. She had a slight grin on her face, but I couldn't quite read her expression. It was almost like she was aroused that I had forced her to submit. She asked for a few minutes to rest before the next fall. I said sure and sat down beside her.

After resting for a few minutes, we got up and went to our separate corners preparing for our next battle. Lynn stretched and rubbed her lower back as she waited for the second fall to begin. It was obvious her back was still a bit tender from my submission hold, but she assured me that this fall would not be so easy for me. Yeah right!, like the last fall was easy, my head was still pounding from the beating she gave me in the first fall. I was determined to gain an advantage early and keep it, Lynn was proving to be a much bigger threat than I had first anticipated, and I realized she could easily score a victory over me if I wasn't careful. We stared at each other across the ring contemplating our first moves. Slowly I walked towards her hoping to trap her in the corner, when she suddenly rushed at me. I widened my stance and prepared for the inevitable collision. At the last possible moment, Lynn dropped down and slid between my legs like a ball player sliding into home plate. I stood there for a split-second confused, then quickly turned around to find her. An awful pain shot through my groin as I helplessly sank to my knees. Lynn had rolled onto her back and had been waiting for me to turn around, when I did, she kicked up with all her might and hit me squarely between my legs. With one brutal move, this cute little blonde had taken most of the fight right out of me. I would have been impressed if it hadn't hurt so damn much. Tears rolled down my cheeks as I sat on my knees, wincing in pain. Lynn circled me slowly watching me squirm. After a few seconds, she grabbed my by the hair, and put my head between her knees and squeezed. Man did she have power in those sexy legs, it felt like my head was caught in a bear trap. Instinctively I grabbed the back of her thighs in an attempt to break the hold, then suddenly, Lynn jumped up and dropped to her knees with my head still firmly trapped between them. My face was driven into the mat with such force that I was nearly rendered unconscious. What happened next was a total blur, all I know is that I was brought back to reality by a terrible pain in my knee and legs. I rubbed my head slightly, then checked to see if my nose was bleeding. No blood in my hands, "Good sign." I thought, as it felt like my nose had been broken. Suddenly a searing pain shot through my body. I roared in pain, then sat up slightly only to see Lynn staring at me with a huge grin on her face. Her legs were intertwined with mine, she had me trapped in a perfect figure four leg lock. I saw her leg muscles flex as she tightened the hold, causing me to cry out in agony again. The pain caused me to thrash around on the mat like a fish out of water, I was totally over come by the pain. Lynn groaned as she poured every available ounce of strength into the hold, making sure that I suffered. Finally I felt the pain subside slightly, then heard Lynn say in a soft mocking voice, "Do you give?". I hesitated but deep down I knew it was over. Lynn tightened up again causing me to scream in pain another time. She asked for my submission a second time, and reluctantly I surrendered. Lynn relaxed the hold slightly, then giggled with glee. She maintained the hold and said, "Are your balls still sore from that nasty kick I gave you?" I looked at her with a confused look and asked, "What!??" Again she asked the same question. Instantly I knew what she was doing. Lynn knew that I was totally at her mercy, and she was going to use this opportunity to dish out a little humiliation. "I bet they'd feel better if you rubbed them." She taunted. I replied, "I think I'll be ok." Suddenly Lynn tightened up the hold again. She made me thrash and squirm for a moment, then eased up. "I really think you should rub yourself.", she demanded. I knew I had no choice in the matter, so slowly I moved my hand down to my crotch and rubbed my jewels, much to her delight. Lynn watched and chuckled slightly, then suddenly applied full pressure to the hold again. Again I cried out in agony. "Put you hand down your shorts!" she commanded. My initial hesitation was greeted by a violent application of pressure to my aching legs. Slowly and reluctantly, I obeyed Lynn's humiliating command. She watched with glee for a few moments as I fondled myself, then released the hold and stood up. My first feeling upon being freed, was one of rage. I wanted to get up and bitch-slap her into next week for humiliating me, but after a minute or so, I couldn't help but laugh at her ingenuity. It took a lot of guts to pull off that stunt, and secretly I had to admire her courage. She stood over me and offered her hand to help me up. I took her hand and stood up. Maintaining my grip on her hand, I pulled her close to me till we were nearly touching noses. I whispered, "This next fall will be fun.", and gave her a quick kiss on the lips. She smiled mischievously and walked to her corner.

I stood in the corner opposite Lynn stretching my aching knee, waiting to start the next and final fall. Lynn glared at me from her corner with a slightly twisted smirk on face, she too was eagerly awaiting the next fall. We both knew that this time it was going too be a good fight, we had both seen what each other was capable of and neither of us was going to hold back this time. I couldn't help but stare at Lynn in the corner across from me. Her tight tanned body glistened with sweat under the studio lights, and her mischievous grin was cute in a unique way. She had really enjoyed humiliating me earlier and she knew that I was not going to show any mercy this time, but still she seemed to welcome the fight. In some strange way, I got the feeling that she wanted me to brutalize her, it was almost like this aroused her. Well, whether it aroused her or not, I was determined to make her howl this time, and if being manhandled turned her on, she was going to be very aroused this round. We slowly moved toward each other until we stood face to face in the center of the ring. Lynn stood with her hands on her hips smiling at me. "You ready to go down?" she asked in a teasing voice. "Lets find out!", I replied, and quickly reached around her waist and lifted her off the mat in a bear hug. Her feet dangled and kicked helplessly as I squeezed her squirming body tight to mine. A deep groaning sound was all the noise Lynn could make as the air was forced from her body by my vise-like grip. Her long finger nails scratched across my back, drawing blood as she struggled desperately to free her self, still I squeezed. Finally in a last ditch effort, Lynn brought her hands up to my face and raked her nails across my eyes. Instinctively I dropped her to the mat and reached for my face in an attempt to soothe the burning in my eyes. Lynn stumbled to the ropes to regain her breath as I dropped to my knees still holding my eyes. She stood holding the top rope for a moment, then walked towards me to launch her offensive. I managed to open my eyes slightly only to see a blurred outline of Lynn approaching me. I knew I was virtually helpless to defend myself in my semi-blinded state, but I also knew I needed to do something to stop Lynn's attack. In a move of sheer desperation, I lunged forward blindly, hoping to at least knock Lynn down, thus buying me some time. As luck would have it, I hit Lynn in the belly with a perfect shoulder block, sending her stumbling back doubled over holding her midsection. I stood up still quite blind and stumbled around looking for the ropes. As I reached around trying to find my way to the edge of the ring, I touched something that felt like hair. In an instant I realized it was Lynn's head. She was still standing in the center of the ring doubled over holding her belly. It seemed that my shoulder block had hit her a lot harder than I had first thought, and she was still trying to regain her breath. I couldn't believe my luck. Blind or not, I knew exactly what to do. Instantly I grabbed Lynn in a front headlock and fell back as hard as I could, driving her head into the mat with a vicious DDT. Lynn hit the mat with such force, she actually flipped over onto her back and lay there motionless. I got up and used the opportunity to recover from the eye rake by resting in the corner for a couple of minutes. Once I felt my vision was good enough to continue, I walked back to where Lynn was lying. She was just starting to move as I bent down and looked into her face. Lynn was still quite dazed as I grabbed her arm and pulled her up to her feet. She place her arm around my shoulder and used me as a crutch as I helped her walk towards the edge of the ring. About half way there, I stopped, grabbed her by the shoulders and turned her to face me. She looked at me with her glassy eyes as she stood wobbling in front of me. Slowly I started to smile as I looked into her eyes. "Now your going down baby!", I growled. The look on her face turned into a look fear, she knew I was going take her out for good now. I reached down between her legs and lifted her off the mat, as if to body slam her. She resisted slightly as I shifted her sexy body into position for my final move. Finally after a few seconds of awkward struggling, I managed to get her into a perfect inverted bear hug. I squeezed her belly tight to mine then lowered her body slightly until her head was at my knee level. Silently I stood there looking down between her spread legs as she hung helplessly upside down in my grasp. She knew exactly what was coming next, and I could tell she was terrified. Her fingernails dug deep into the back of my thighs as she nervously waited for the inevitable drop that would end the match for her. Seeing as how she fought ruthlessly showing me no mercy during the match, Lynn realized that I was not going to show any mercy either. As a result she didn't beg or plead for mercy, only a slight "oh no" came from her mouth as she waited for the end. My intent was not to hurt her, after all she was one of my best friends not to mention business partner, but I was going to make certain she knew that I had pile driven her. Again I looked down between her spread legs at the chrome like material that stretched tightly over her firm butt and crotch. I had my hands locked around her waist squeezing tight in preparation for my finishing move, then moved one hand up slightly and grabbed the back of her hot-pants. With a light tug, I pulled on the back of her shorts causing the material to stretch even tighter across her ass, then dropped to my knees, driving her head first into the mat. I didn't let Lynn fall to the mat right away, I held her upside down on her head still in my grasp for a moment. Her arms fell loosely to the mat at her side as her grip around my thighs relaxed, and her legs spread apart a bit further and leaned back as they went limp. Slowly I lowered Lynn's limp body to the mat, and gazed upon the trophy that lay before me. She lay spread eagle on her back, unconscious at my knees. I knew Lynn would never end a match with just a simple KO, she always saw more satisfaction in getting a submission from her opponents. With that in mind, I decided to finisher her the way she would have finish any opponent. With a humiliating display of submission, after all, she did force me to fondle myself before releasing me from her figure four leg lock and now it was her turn to be humiliated. I stood up and walked around to her feet, then kicked her legs open so they were spread as wide as they would go and knelt down between them. Then I leaned forward and playfully tapped on her belly while waiting for her to wake. It only took a few taps before she began moving her head. Her first motion was to bring her hand to her forehead, no doubt to ease the throbbing in her skull. I sat back on my ankles and waited for her to open her eyes. Once she did, I said, "Awe poor baby. Does your head hurt?" At first she offered not response to my mockery, then she moaned slightly and grinned despite her obvious pain. "Ohhh, you got me good!" she replied. Upon hearing that, I reached over and grabbed both her legs around her calves. I brought her legs up and forward slightly, then got up on my knees, leaned forward, using my weight to force her thighs apart. I spread her legs until I felt her muscles tighten and held her there. She looked up slightly, then lay her head back and said, "Oh shit!", knowing exactly what I was intending on doing to her. I began spreading her legs apart slowly at first, then took a deep breath and forced her legs apart like a wishbone. A loud cry of agony escaped her lips as her back arched up from the sudden pain, her hands clawing helplessly at the canvas. Without easing up on the pressure, I asked her if she surrendered. She cried , "OH PLEASE STOP, I GIVE!!" at the top of her lungs hoping that would end the pain. Like I said before, my intentions were not to hurt her, but I was going to have some fun before I let her go. I looked down at her pain masked face for a moment, then smirked and forced her sensual thighs apart even further. Again her back arched up as pitiful cry of pain escaped her lips, her hands now holding onto her strained inner thighs in helpless agony. I maintained pressure on the hold and let her writhe and squirm in front of me helplessly for a while, then let off on the pressure slightly. She looked up at me with a pleading look in her eyes like she was begging for mercy, but I'm sure she realized that I had something more in mind for her. I maintained just enough pressure on the leg split to let her know she was mine to control, then looked into her face and said, "Gee that top looks tight. Why don't you take it off so your more comfortable?" A look of despair came across her face. She knew she had no choice to comply with my suggestion, or face more agonizing pain. Slowly she reached behind her neck, released the knot that held on her bikini top and pulled it down across her chest, releasing her firm ample breasts from the confines of her shiny top. I gazed down almost mesmerized at the sight before me. In front of me lay a gorgeous young lady, topless and totally at my mercy. I couldn't help but feel aroused as I looked down at Lynn's topless body, spread out helplessly at my knees. She looked up at me with a look that said, "There! Now what." I nodded my head slowly then said, "I'd really like to see you play with your tits." A look of mild surprise came across her face as I made my request. At first she just lay there looking at me, but then slowly brought her arms up to her chest as I increased the pressure on her legs slightly, showing her I was serious. Slowly she rubbed her hands over her sweaty breasts, massaging them gently as I looked on. Her head was tilted back slightly and her eyes were closed as she cupped and squeezed her fleshy mounds. Every few seconds she would open her eyes a bit just to see my reaction, it seemed almost like she was enjoyed putting this little show on for me. She ran her hands softly over her chest, caressing herself in a very erotic fashion, then gently began twisting her nipples between her thumbs and forefingers while moaning softly. This went on for a minute or two, then she raised her head, looked at me and said, "Are you happy now?" in a soft tone. Still holding her legs in a widely spread position, I replied, "Oh yeah. I'm happy, but I'm still not satisfied." Again she looked at me with a surprised expression, no doubt wondering what I wanted now. I leaned over her slightly and forced her legs apart just enough to get her to arch her back and moan in pain again. I held her in that position for a few seconds, then let the pressure off just enough to ease the pain slightly. Her eyes met mine again, her expression saying, "I'm yours, do what ever you want to me. I give up." In a quiet, almost whispering voice, I said, "Touch yourself." She continued looking at me for a second, then lay her head back on the mat and closed her eyes. Reluctantly she brought her hand up and gently rubbed her belly. Then slowly her hand moved downward, disappearing down the front of her hot pants. Because I had her legs spread at such a wide angle, the thin silver material of her hot pants was stretched tightly across her crotch area leaving a near perfect outline of her pussy. I followed her hand with my eyes as it reached her pussy beneath her shorts. She rubbed her middle finger down the center of her crotch in a slow up and down motion, her mouth was open slightly as she moaned with pleasure. I think she was actually enjoying this more than I was. As I held her there in that wide spread position, I could feel her legs start to quiver, as she aroused herself. I let her finger herself for a minute or so, then gently released my wishbone hold, letting her legs down to the mat. Much to my surprise, she kept her legs spread wide, and continued rubbing her pussy even after I had released the hold. I sat back on my ankles and watched in amazement. Finally she pulled her hand out of her shorts, and got up to a sitting position. She shuffled over to where I was sitting, wrapped her arms around my neck, and looked into my eyes with a very passionate look. Slowly she leaned forward and pressed her lips tightly to mine. Our tongues intertwined as I wrapped my arms around her and squeezed her body tight to mine. We embraced each other in that passionate kiss for a moment, then she pulled away. She looked at me for a second, then I felt her hand move down my back, and around my waist. Slowly her hand found its way down the front of my shorts. I took a deep breath as she caressed my now fully erect penis in her hand. I looked down, then back up at her and said, "Are you sure you want to do this?" She slowly pulled her hand out of my shorts and placed it on my shoulder. She then grabbed my other shoulder with her other hand and softly said, "Just try and stop me." and pushed me onto my back on the mat. Instantly she was on top of me straddling my crotch with her legs. She lay down on my chest as we began kissing passionately again, the whole time her crotch grinding hard against mine. Her hands traveled down my side and grabbed hold of the bottom of my shirt. Slowly she pulled my shirt up, breaking our kiss just long enough to get the shirt off over my head. Her tongue swirled wildly around mine as she rubbed her crotch against mine in a gyrating motion, then she began kissing my neck. Her full red lips slowly moved from my neck down to my chest, her wet tongue licking my sweaty body the whole time. She continued down my chest and onto my abs, sliding her body down along mine as she moved. When she got to my crotch, she paused and sat up. She gently ran her hand across my now incredibly stiff penis, then looked up at me and smiled slightly. With a firm grip, she grabbed the waist of my shorts, pulled them down to my ankles, then slipped them over my feet and tossed them aside. I now lay totally naked in front of her. She move back slightly, then grabbed my ankles and pushed my legs apart in front of her. She lay down on her belly between my legs with her head just above my crotch. Gently she took my dick in her hand and began stroking it slowly, as I looked on in eagerness. Again she looked at me with that cute grin, then slowly lowered her mouth towards my dick. I lay my head back and let out a low groan as I felt her lips slide down over my hard shaft. My entire body tensed up as I felt her tongue move around the tip of my penis as it stood buried deep inside her mouth. She gently bobbed her head up and down, stroking her lips along my dick as she moved. For the next few minutes, it was me that was moaning softly as she pleasured me orally, her lips and tongue stimulating me in ways I had rarely felt. I felt myself nearing climax, so I gently grabbed her head and said, "stop". She looked up at me, ran her tongue along the entire length of my dick like she was licking an ice cream cone, then sat up. I sat up as well, leaned towards her, and took her in my arms again, kissing her passionately. Slowly I lowered her to the mat so I was on top of her now, our lips never parting. I repeated the same thing she had done to me, and kissed her neck as I slowly moved down her body. Her breasts felt firm as I squeezed them gently while running my tongue around her nipples. Lynn moaned as I playfully twisted her nipples between my teeth. I moved down her belly and sat up when I reached her hot pants. Ever since I first saw her wrestle in those silver hot pants, I had secretly fantasized about running my hands across that glossy material feeling all her womanly curves. Gently I put my hands on her upper thighs, then slowly let them glide over the shiny cloth, feeling her every curve. I ran my hands along her inner thighs, then slowly moved to her crotch. Placing my middle finger down the center of her pussy, I slowly began rubbing it up and down along her silver covered clit. Lynn let out an "aangh" sound and arched her back as I touched her for the first time. She twitched and squirmed as I rubbed her pussy gently. Just as she had done to me, I grabbed her shorts around the waist, and peeled the now wet and clingy garment off her body, leaving her nude in front of me now. I grabbed her legs just above the knees, and spread them wide similar to the way I had when I forced her to submit to me, only this time my intent was not to cause pain. I looked down at the short trimmed brown hair around her pink pussy for a moment, then lowered my face down to her dripping pussy while still holding her legs apart. Lynn nearly screamed out loud as I ran my tongue down the center of her snatch. She moved and moaned the entire time I was probing her with my tongue, grabbing my hair and forcing my face deeper into her pussy as I licked her clit and probed inside her slightly. After several minutes of heavy mouth action, I sat up and looked down at Lynn as she lay panting at my knees. I pushed her legs closed, and rolled her onto her belly. Her butt and legs looked so sexy, I couldn't help but run my hands along her thighs and massage her butt. We were both at the peak of our pleasure zones, and now it was time to share our passion. I reached under Lynn's belly and pulled her up to her knees, so her butt was elevated high in front of me. Her head was still down on the mat as I moved her knees apart, leaving her pussy spread wide in front of me. I got up to my knees and positioned myself behind her, placing my penis lightly against her vagina. Again I asked her if she really wanted this. She replied in an almost begging tone, "Oh yes, make love to me." Reaching around her belly with my arms, I tightened my grip and slowly pushed forward forcing my manhood deep inside her. Lynn lifted her head slightly and let out an "oooooohhhhh" as I pushed my penis into her tight pussy as deep as I could. Once I had fully penetrated her, I pulled back and began moving in and out of her, slowly at first, then gradually gaining speed until we both were screaming with pleasure. Lynn's entire body shook violently as she screamed out in orgasm. I had not yet reached my climax, so I continued ramming her as hard as I could until I announced that I was close. Lynn pulled forward causing my penis to leave her pussy, then got up on her hands and turned around. On her hands and knees, she took my dick in her mouth again and started violently bobbing her head up and down as I neared climax. I grabbed her hair and screamed as I exploded in her mouth, shaking violently with pleasure. Lynn continued to take every drop until I finally fell back to the mat with exhaustion. Lynn lay between my legs licking my penis for a second longer, then lay down on my belly resting her head on my chest. We lay in that position for a few minutes, as I gently ran my fingers through her hair. She looked up at me and smiled tenderly as I lovingly caressed her head. "I suppose you'll want a rematch right?" I said. She smiled at me, then kissed my lips and replied, "Any time, any…..time." and drifted off to sleep.

Its hard to say if there was anything between us before the match. I had always liked Lynn since we first met, and I assume she felt the same way. Now that we had shared our passion for each other, we would have to see how our relation ship would progress. I think we would be good together. Time will tell I suppose. Till next time, take care.

By Nitro

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