Wrestling Barb




I looked forward to wrestling Barb after our first match, where she tapped me in her fantastic headscissors. Barb was anxious too as she e-mailed me regularly letting me know what was going on in her life and when we would be able to wrestle again. Finally, we set a time, midnight on Saturday at her place.

Barb answered the door wearing a long night shirt and was barefoot. There were candles lit in her living room and a bottle of wine and empty glasses on the counter. Was this a date or a wrestling match?

Barb invited me in and gave me a hug, then asked me to change into my wrestling gear and come back out so that we could get comfortable. I went to her bathroom and changed into a new pair of low cut body shorts that I had bought on the Internet. The shorts were very low cut in front with a string to tie them closed at the waistband. I tied them loosely and came back out to the living room for a glass of wine before we wrestled.

When I came out, Barb was standing in a light blue thong that tied at the hips and a matching bra. Both were see through and she looked HOT! Barb had gained weight since our last match and was now about 200 pounds, standing 5'8” while I was 165 pounds and standing 5'10”. We began talking about our previous match and how much we both enjoyed it as we sat on her couch, which was pushed against the wall, and looked out over her exercise mats. Barb was laughing and going into detail about our prior match, talking about how she enjoyed the holds and reversals that we got on each other in that match. Suddenly she jumped up, ran to the mats and began pointing down, showing me the exact spot on the mats where she headscissored me while laughing. She went on to explain how the headscissors is her favorite hold and how much she enjoyed wrapping her thighs around my head in our last match. I could see her mound showing through her thong in the light. She walked over, sat her wine glass on the counter and then asked if I was ready to wrestle as she tapped the front of her thong and said “be careful of my headscissors dear”.

I put my wine glass on the end table and dropped to the mats, ready to wrestle her. She dropped to her knees across from me and the match was on. We began crawling toward each other slowly, each looking for a hold on the other when she suddenly rushed me, down low. I immediately went over the top of her as she grabbed me around the hips and i slid on top of her back. I quickly spread my thighs and tried to get a headscissors on her but she saw that move coming and ducked her head out of the way. I wrapped my arms around her stomach for control and could feel her stomach wiggling against my arms in this position. She was strong because she was keeping my weight on her back as she stayed on all four's on the mat beneath me.

I wasn't getting anywhere on her back so with a loud grunt I managed to pull both of us down on the mats, on our sides, so that I was facing her feet and I kept my arms locked around her stomach. I continued to try for the headscissors while she continued to duck her head out of the way. The body contact was working its magic and I soon found myself erect with the back of her head and her arms bouncing against the front of my shorts. We were in the middle of the mats and basically at a stalemate, although I was in control because I had the bearhug on her and was still trying to wrestle her into a headscissors.

I finally gave up on the headscissors and rolled her to her stomach and mounted her back, still facing her feet. I let go of the bearhug during the roll and quickly turned myself so that we were facing the same way. She struggled but couldn't unseat me. I slid my right arm under her right arm in a half nelson and just layed on top of her, keeping her down with my weight. I planned on trying to turn her but was enjoying my position on top of her and wanted to rest up before I made the turn. My boner was standing up out of my shorts and was pinned against the small of her back in this position, skin on skin. I definitely wasn't arguing about my position on top of her.

I decided it was time and I slowly began to lift her right arm in the half nelson and begin to turn her. Barb grunted and struggled trying to prevent the turn but I was in too good of a position on top of her and had the half nelson on her too well for her to do much besides struggle. She was tough though and I give her credit, she wasn't making it easy on me. I had her about halfway turned, we were both grunting at this point and when I looked down her bra has slipped and both nipples were exposed. Nice. I gave out a loud UGH and completed the turn, forcing Barb to her back and she immediately tried to throw me off, but I held my mount and spread my thighs, moving into a straddle on her hips. I let her buck under me, which was really turning me on at this point because my bare chest was pinned against her now exposed breasts. I could feel her hard nipples pressing against me.

I knew she had quick reflexes from our last match and decided now would be a good time to go for a submission move on her before she managed to escape. As she continued to struggle under me and try to buck me off, I slid my legs down on the outside of hers without her knowing it and then quickly slammed my ankles inside hers, locking them up and putting her in a grapevine! Yes! I got her! She immediately put up a huge struggle, bucking her hips, trying to turn, trying to pull her legs free but I held on tight letting her tire herself out. With her legs secure, I reached up and grabbed her wrists and then pinned them into the mats above her head. I had her now and I think she was beginning to panic. I was laying tight against her and I began to spread her legs with mine, slowly so as not to hurt her, and I could feel her desperately trying to keep her legs together, but she couldn't. The head of my boner was pressing against her thong in this position, but there was nothing I could do about that. I didn't want to make any adjustments to ease up on the hold for fear that she would escape.

Barb gave out a loud grunt and bridged up and when she did that, her body inched up which caused the head of my erection to press right against her pussy. The only thing in the way was her thin thong. If she were nude, I would be all the way inside her. I somehow pulled back just an inch and when I did she threw up another bridge that pushed me tight against her again, only this time I was pinned tight against the side of her thong.

Deep down I knew she was a better wrestler than me, I could tell the way she handled me in our first match that she was better at applying and escaping holds than me so there was no way that I was going to give up my mount and chance having her escape, or worse yet, reverse me. We continued struggling against each other and with the body contact, there was no way that I was going down. Luckily Barb didn't notice or didn't care. Wait, she had to notice, I was feeling skin on skin down there! Her thong was sliding from the struggle and the contact! I heard a door slam downstairs but thought nothing of it as I layed down tight against Barb and let her continue to struggle. We were both perspiring and she had a sheen of sweat on her face as she grunted and wiggled under me. I slid my hands up her wrists and intertwined our fingers still keeping her arms stretched out above her head, pinning her hands into the mats. Laying on top of her like this, her exposed breasts and hard nipples were rubbing against my chest, which I didn't mind.

She was just as determined not to submit to the grapevine as I was to get the submission from her because she continued grunting, wiggling and arching her back in an escape attempt when I felt myself just barely start to slide into her. My head was resting on her shoulder so I asked if she wanted to submit and she said “no, you don't have me yet!”. With that she slowly started to bridge up and just as she did, I heard a key turn in her door! I quickly whispered “who is that” and she said that she invited a girlfriend over to watch us wrestle and possibly ref our match and with our faces inches apart, she somehow bridged higher and I slid inside her just as the door opened.

Her friend was about the same height and weight as Barb and she quickly closed the door once she got inside. She began talking, “oh Barb, I see you two already started wrestling and he's got you pinned in a grapevine!” With that, she started undressing all the way down to a one piece speedo swimsuit. I stayed on top of Barb and stayed inside her because she wouldn't let me pull out as she wiggled beneath me, driving her hips up and down. Her friend came closer and I could see that she was probably a little heavier than Barb and her suit was skin tight! Her tummy was hanging down and jiggling as she walked. I could see a few pubic hairs had escaped and her nipples were already erect.

I was hard as a rock inside Barb but too nervous with her friend right next to us to take advantage of the situation, so I just held my straddle and let Barb wiggle and struggle under me. She was doing a good job of both and surprisingly wasn't getting tired or at least didn't show it. Barb's friend let out a grunt of her own as she kneeled next to our heads and said she was going to check for a pin. She began sliding her hand under Barb's shoulders and when she did so, Barb rolled one of her shoulders up and her friend announced that I didn't have the pin on her. Little did she know! Then she asked Barb if I was the guy that she headscissored out in our last match and Barb grunted “ugh, yeah”. Her thighs were spread and I could see the outline of her pussy, and the stray pubic hairs that were hanging out on her inner thighs. She didn't seem to care that I was looking either. I realized that she had no clue that I was inside Barb and she wouldn't be able to tell either unless Barb escaped and I wasn't going to let her do that. My shorts never fell down, they were just very low cut in front which made it easy for me to slide out of the top and with my position over Barb I was covering us both up so that she couldn't see if she tried.

Barb's friend was literally inches from us, kneeling down with her thighs spread right in front of my face when Barb bent her neck back and asked Lisa to get a bottle of wine out of the cupboard, “he's got me”. With that, Lisa slowly stood up and walked to the kitchen while Barb whispered, “pull out while she is in the kitchen, we will continue this hold on my mattress”. With that, Barb through up a big bridge and screamed, loud, holding her bridge high in the air as she squeezed my shaft tight. Lisa came running back out yelling “reverse him Barb, reverse him, turn him, you can do it!” and just as suddenly as Barb bridged up, she dropped the bridge and said “you got me, I submit” as she gave a couple extra squeezes of my shaft and then dropped her back down to the mats. Lisa said “great try Barb, great try” and then she went back into the kitchen to grab the wine. I inched my way out and rolled off Barb while she slid her thong back in place. I was on my knees trying to maneuver my erection back into my shorts when Lisa walked out carrying the wine. My cock was glistening from Barb's juices as I tucked it in my shorts.