China 1

A Fighter Is Born by Tina Legs

My name is Tina, known to other wrestlers as “Legs” because the better portion of the submissions I win are because of my famous scissor locks. There is simply no better way to win a match than punishing your opponents with the biggest muscles God has given us.

I'm 30 years old, dark brown hair, olive skin and at 5'6, 155 lbs. of solid muscle, I'm in the best shape of my life. It's not exactly a models body, but it suits me well in my business. I've done all kinds of wrestling, but now I concentrate on the money and do mostly competitive matches that I film in my own basement. Once in a while if the money is right I'll make a house call. There are some guys willing to pay me good money to kick their ass.

I don't loose much anymore but it wasn't always that way. Here's the story of how I got started.

I moved from Boston to San Francisco when I was 22 years old and fresh out of North Eastern University . I got a job at a bank and moved into a cramped apartment in the Mission district with three loud, pot smoking hippie guys. I was miserable within a month.

I didn't have much of a social life out here and concentrated on work and getting into shape. I played field hockey and softball in school and was always active, but I really had to workout now to stay in shape.

I was working out late one Friday at the gym when another woman I had seen there a lot came up to me and asked to workout with me. Her name was Nancy . She was a blonde hair brown eyed woman I'd put at about thirty. She was about my height, but a much smaller frame, I put her at about 125lbs. She had on low cut spandex shorts that showed off her perfect ass and tight toned thighs. Her body was the kind guys would die for, but much more toned than your average girl with her biceps and forearms cut. She was also sporting an impressive sixpack. I immediately disliked her but agreed to workout anyway.

My competitiveness came out and I tried to show her I was stronger by challenging her to lift as much as me. I enjoyed when she had to take weight off. “ God your strong” she complimented.

Nancy decided to fight back. When I thought the workout was over she suggested we finish off our legs with some low weight high rep sets. She was doing sets of 30 of leg curls and squats and I could only manage 20. When we were done I was feeling the burn like never before.

To cool down walked around the track. This gave us a chance to talk. I told Nancy that I was always big and strong but had a propensity to gain weight so working out was extra important to me. Nancy said she had always worked out as she ran track in high school and college and enjoyed competing in mountain biking now. She said it was her job that made her workout the most. I asked Nancy what she did and I was surprised when she told me she was into underground female wrestling.

“What's the deal with that” I asked.

“Why don't you come by my place and I'll show you”.

I had nothing to do and Nancy was the coolest person I'd met so far, so I said what the hell.

Nancy lived in one of those classic San Francisco styled homes. It was a big place just outside of downtown right near the bay. It was three stories and on top of a huge hill so you could really see the bay from her attic window. It was the kind of house that would normally have been split into two rents, and each rent split by three or four roommates. Nancy had the place to herself, she must be making some big bucks.

One of the rooms on the second floor was huge. It was two rooms but Nancy had a wall knocked down. It was covered in mats and there were cameras and a wall of mirrors. This is where Nancy made her films.

After a glass of wine I got the guts to ask Nancy “how does one get into this wrestling world?”

“Do you think you got what it takes?” Nancy asked.

“If you do” I laughed.

“I'll give you five hundred bucks if you can beat me”

She must have been crazy. We just worked out and it was clear my upper body was stronger, not to mention at 145lbs I must have had her by twenty pounds. I really thought I'd beat her so I jumped at the chance to earn needed money.

Since I didn't have a bikini with me, we decided to wrestle in our undies. I had on some black cotton bikinis and Nancy had on some white satin laced bikinis. We both had on white tank tops. Again I was struck by the perfection of Nancy 's figure, especially her pumped up thighs and tight buttocks.

We met in the center of the mats. Nancy slapped and grabbed at my arms and then kept pulling away. I started to get frustrated, was she scared? I was able to grab hold of her left arm and tug her to me. Then I quickly grabbed her in a headlock. I was just about to start squeezing when she slipped her head out and got control of my right arm and got it behind my back. She kept me there for about thirty seconds just to show me she could and then let go and pushed me away. “That's your last break” she chided.

I was standing there thinking of what to do next when Nancy came running at me. She slid down, grabbed me around the knees, and took my feet out from under me. She had my legs and before I could figure out what was going on she had me in a figure four leglock. If you've ever had the displeasure of being in one you know my dilemma. It's no longer a battle of strength, your legs are just in a lock in which the slightest pressure brings on pain. Nancy didn't add much pressure, she just enjoyed having me trapped. I really wanted that money, I just held on hoping Nancy might give me another chance again, but it wasn't going to happen. Nancy reared back and put on the pressure. I screamed out in pain “IIIII giiiive”.

Nancy let me go and I just sat there embarrassed. I had gotten my ass kicked. I was mad because I thought I was stronger and I could have beat her but she just got me in a great move. Nancy came by and pulled me up “two out of three, right?”

“Hell yes” I said thrilled to get another shot.

I knew if I was going to beat her I had to get her in a hold and use my strength and weight to overpower her. As we started again I grabbed Nancy 's tank top, pulled her to me and down, and put her in a front headlock. I pulled tight to make sure the hold would stand. Her fingers were pulling hard to break the hold. Feeling my grip slip I released the hold but quickly grabbed the back of Nancy 's neck and forced her head down. I quickly jumped over Nancy 's head, feeling the back of Nancy 's head collide with my ass, I quickly closed my legs and applied a standing headscissors.

Nancy didn't stop for a second. She pushed forward and knocked me backwards. No matter what I knew I had to keep control of Nancy 's head, so as I was falling to my side I locked my ankles securing the scissors. As we hit the mat Nancy pried at my locked thighs but I knew they were secure. Nancy moaned and groaned and then tried to twist herself out but I tightened my leg muscles and she had to stop moving.

I have to admit having Nancy in my control made me a little exicted. She still didn't want to give up so I reached and grabbed her shirt and pulled her to me. I than tightened up the legs again and then smacked her tight little ass “ooowwww! I give!” I held her for a few seconds after she submit, I didn't want to let go. I knew right then this would not be the last time I held a woman between my legs.

It was time for match three. An angry Nancy congratulated me and promised to teach me a lesson in this match. She came right at me shadow boxing. Her hands were to fast for me and were slapping my head and face. I lounged at her and she stepped aside and grabbed me, forcing me into a headlock. I couldn't budge her little arms. They were much stronger than I would have thought, and her bones felt like they were slicing into my head. I was able to rip her hands apart with my fingers and break the hold.

I quickly wrapped her from behind in a rear bear hug. I squeezed hard forcing Nancy to grunt. Nancy was leaning over gasping for air when I felt her hands wrap around my ankles and pull. My feet were taken out from under me and I went slamming to the ground.

Soon after being jolted by hitting the ground I was jolted again by Nancy coming down on my chest and stomach. Nancy quickly jockeyed for position moving up my body and going for the facesit. No way I was going to let that happen. I pushed Nancy forward with all my might, as she fell forward I wrapped my legs around her waist, trapping her in a bodyscissors this time.

We began rolling around immediately. As I tightened my legs, I was surprised when she got her legs around my neck and locked on a scissors of her own. My head was stuck between her knees, which were crushing my ears, as my legs worked her ribs. Nancy dug into my inner thigh with her elbows. At first I just added pressure but after a bit it was really hurting and I couldn't help but to open my legs.

Still on top of me, Nancy loosened her legs I thought she might let me go, but instead she grabbed the hair on the top of my head and slid backwards until her ass was practically in my face. Then I felt her thighs tighten around my neck and head. “Aaaarrrggghhh” I screamed out as tried to pry her rock hard legs apart. I couldn't budge so I tried to roll around again and maybe get my legs around her again. Nancy was to smart though and stayed away. Now lying on her side, she looked back and smiled at the trapped head between her legs.

“ You were so close to five hundred bucks, how's it feel to loose like this” she teased.

“It's not over yet” I managed to whimper.

“ Yeah it is. I could choke you, but I'd rather watch you squirm and eventually you'll come to grips with the fact that the only way out is submission. I got nothing booked for tomorrow, so if you wanna sniff ass for another twenty four hours, be my guest.”

Feeling completely trapped and panicky I tried rolling around frantically and kept trying to get my legs around her but instead Nancy got hold of my legs, locking a leg under each of her arms and twisting me until she was on top. So there I was with Nancy laying on top of me with my head clenched between her thighs, my nose mushed on her ass, and unable to move my legs. There was definitely no escape.

“ I giiivvve” I screamed.

“ I'll take your submission in the form of a kiss on my ass” Nancy said with an evil laugh.

I kissed her ass as ordered. Then Nancy let me go, but not before I felt her juices on my face.

She threw me a towel. “Sorry about that last part she said, next time maybe you'll get the satisfaction.”

I wasn't upset, like I said I was horny when I had her in my legs.

Nancy gave me three hundred bucks, saying it was well worth it and inviting me to wrestle someone else in four days for potentially more money. I was becoming a female wrestler.