My (real) story goes back quite a few years to when I was 18 years old and my new girl friend Janet who was 17 years, approx 5ft 5ins and was of normal weight for that height. Her hobby at the time was horse riding and one afternoon after picked her up in my car from the stables I starting teasing her about her hobby saying it wasn't a real sport such as football or Rugby . She replied saying how about wrestling and that she could beat me any time which I found amusing. When we arrived back to her house she challenged me to a wrestling match, to which I again laughed and said look you couldn't beat me if you started on top of me, this was a mistake as she quickly replied that was o/k by her and let's start off in that position.
The rules were agreed that if Janet was still sitting on me after 30 minutes she would win but if I managed to get her off and stand up I would win the fight, the only exception being if one of us submitted in the meantime. Still wearing the smell old jeans and white skimpy slip that she used for riding she soon straddled my stomach and the alarm clock was adjusted for the time duration. I had not wrestled since I was very young but was very confident as I couldn't see myself being beaten by a girl but she shouted go and we started. She quickly grabbed my arms and tried to pin them but I was too strong so she used one of her knees to press against my shoulder which secured one arm and then did the same with the other. At this point she edged forward and was sitting upon my chest and looked down at me with a look of superiority. I was not worried and thought I would let her have her moment of glory and then topple her from her perch. After 3 or so minutes I decided enough was enough and it was time to unseat her by bucking her off, I was 5ft 10ins and fit but although I struggled and bucked with force she just rode out my efforts looking down all the time with a smile and looking totally at ease and in control. At his point she said “is that all you have got, I thought you were as fit guy, maybe horse riding is not so silly after all”. The more smug she appeared the more angry I started getting and although my bucks were getting wilder it did not bother her, quite the contrary because she actual seemed to enjoy our position. At one time I changed my strategy and tried to bring my legs up and capture he but she leaned forward and I missed and she came back with “nice try, why not have another go”. The only thing this struggling seemed to be doing was to shuffle her forward and she was now sitting high just below my jaw with my face framed between her thighs and I was forced to look up at her green eyes and lovely wavy brunette hair. She sat very upright and looked down and said “we have only been at it for 10 minutes and already you have gone bright red, just tell me when you are ready to submit” I replied that I would never submit, to which she said “oh that is good as I'm really enjoying myself, if I can control a large horse with no trouble I can't see how you can possibly unseat me”. She of course was trying and succeeding to make me angry and frustrated. I continued to rear and buck and one time I bridged high using my neck muscles and tip toes in the hope of unbalancing her which seemed to mover a little to one side. After recovering her position and looked down and said “another good try why not have another go if your strong enough”, frustrated I did try again but this time she didn't budge an inch and shouted “ride em cowgirl” as I held the bridge position in a hope that she might topple. After about a minute in this position I collapsed exhausted flat on my back with my knees bent upright and feet flat on the floor. She continued to smile down at me from her position with her shins on my forearms, “oh I've broken you and there is still 7 minutes left. I looked up at her with defiance but red and sweating and replied, “not yet you haven't” too which she just laughed! Janet shifted her position slightly and brought my tee shirt up above my head so it completely covered my face which made it even hotter for me and made me sweat even more. Again she looked down saying “I think you've lost, I love it when I have the advantage of being on top in a schoolgirl pin, just submit and I may let you go”. This gave me a sudden burst of energy and I was able to free one of my arms and move her back a little but the tee shirt over my head hampered my attempt of escape, Janet coolly pinned my arm down with both of her hands and replace her knee on my forearm and shuffled up to her original position. She now squeezed her thighs against my head which meant I could not hear and thing she said due to my ears being blocked. Realising this and wanting me to hear her she moved her legs apart and I was able to move free an arm and reach under her and try and move her forward by pushing her nice rounded ass forward and try to clear her over my head. In fact I made matters worse as she ended up sat firmly on my neck and upon hearing my screams moved slightly back. With 4 minutes to go she said “let's have some fun with the typewriter” and shuffled and inch or so back firmed up her pin with her knees returning to my arms and started to tap away at my chest. This had the effect that I found later that she wanted and made me squirm and buck like fury, but she just maintained her seat perfectly smiling down and enjoying my predicament. After getting bored with this she moved forward slightly and started flicking my nose and tapping my forehead in her latest torture. At this point I was about to submit but the alarm sounded and she looked down at me and said “guess I win, do you want another go”. I said maybe tomorrow but next time I won't give you a head start.

She reluctantly got off me and said O/k tomorrow it is then_____