Finding Trouble
by Scissorman

I always wanted to find a woman to wrestle. I had a couple girlfriends I had fun with. Athletic types that could hold their own with me and got a kick out of wrestling but nobody was into it the way I was. I watched women wrestle on TV and the internet. I read about it. I remember as a kid seeing advertisements in the back of weightlifting magazines but they were always these muscle women who would kick your ass you for a fee. I always wanted the real thing, just a woman that wanted to get after it wrestling competitively. Yes there was sexual excitement involved but it stemmed from a control fetish, being locked up or locking up another person was an extremely intimate form of control. So it was the quality of wrestler that meant the most, as the wrestling was first and foremost and any sexual satisfaction was secondary, I figured the memories themselves would be invaluable.
So I came across a website that proclaimed to hook up people with a wrestling fetish and signed up reluctantly. Other than my weird fetish, I was kind of a prude. I didn’t want anyone I knew seeing me on the sight but I figured that wouldn’t be a problem. For the first few days, all my hits were from women looking to make money, many of them had nothing to do with wrestling. I figured the sight was a waste. Then one day, I got a message from a woman who lived one town over, was 52 (my age) and wanted to kick my ass.
As I looked at her picture I recognized her, she coached my nephew’s soccer team, I heard she was a gym teacher. I’d already jerked off to her! She was 5’8, maybe 145, tan and toned. Her arms were a bit flabby on the bottom but had a big ball. Here thighs were thick and smooth with a touch of cauliflower. She had a nice puffy ass. She had flowing blonde hair and blue eyes that looked through you. Every time she looked at you, it was as if you were doing something you shouldn’t be and you were in big trouble. She was a scary woman. The kids did exactly as they were told and the parents didn’t dare question her, when they did, they wished they hadn’t.
I told her to call me sometime and left my number on my return message, within minutes she was calling me. I was pretty scared should I pick up, but she would figure correctly I was on my phone looking at the site. How would she know that? Fuck she was already in my mind, my heart racing and head sweating, I picked up.
“Wow you’re quick” I said.
“I’m quicker in person. Do we know each other?” She asked
“I recognize you from the soccer field.”
“Yes you too, I’ve been wanting to kick your ass for months.” she fired.
“Why? What did I do?”
“Nothing, I just think you’re little tough guy face will look cute squealing when I lock you up.”
“What makes you so sure you’re gonna win?” I asked meekly.
“You’re a fat kid, no muscle tone, no strength, I’ll own your ass.”
Her tough talk had my cock hard, I was going to literally live a dream. I was a little worried though. I was a tough kid but she was right about not being the strongest kid. Years later and a shitty exercise regimen for the last twenty years and I was pretty weak. At 5’6, 150, size wasn’t going to win the battle.
Kim, the name she gave me, was insistent on getting together that night. I had just gotten stoned and was reticent but I didn’t stand a chance of winning the argument and she sent an Uber for me. I showed up in shorts, a t-shirts and flip flops.
Kim let me in the door. She was in a pink sports bra and green athletic shorts.
“Nice of you to get all dressed up.” She joked as she reached out and punched me in the stomach.
It was a solid little blow and knocked a little wind from me.
“Come on, let’s do this.” She said as she grabbed me by the collar and pulled me downstairs to the mats.
We squared off in the middle of the mats, she suggested we arm wrestle first. We did our right arms first. I was right handed and pretty confident until we locked hands. Kim had on some kind of fighting gloves that helped her grip. She was breathing hard and pumping herself up. We counted to three and started, she got a good jump but I caught it in time and wrestled my arm back into shape. Kim was kind of moving her body, grunting hard and trying her best. She was strong but I wasn’t going down, now I had to put her down. I gave my best effort but she was really strong and I didn’t get much of anywhere. I rested as much as I could without losing ground and went back at it. This time I broke her and put her down.
I was smiling like a cat with a freshly killed mouse.
“Let’s wrestle! I’m going to turn that smile into tears quickly!” She threatened as she removed her shorts. She had on white lace undies that couldn’t contain her ass. She was hot, the cauliflower on the upper thighs and lower ass was just enough to add a little realism to an ass no 52 year old should still have. I was already hard.
We briefly discussed the sexual stuff, I loved her answer.
“If I want to, I will. You won’t have a choice, if you do, do as you please.” Man she was confident.
We squared off in the middle of the mat. She counted to three and dinged a fake bell, then she slapped my face hard with her left, then her right, as I tried to gather myself, she punched me in the middle of my chest and knocked me backwards. With cat like quickness she was on me. She crawled up my body, she snaked her legs around mine in a grapevine, then she got her arms around my neck.
“Aaaaarrrrgggghhh!” I moaned as she spread me out and tightened her grips. I couldn’t move, she had me locked tightly and my muscles cried out in pain. Kim found my hard on and started to grind on it, she stared at me as I grimaced in pain.
“What’s your problem?” She teased.
“You’re hurting me.”
“Isn’t that why you’re here? Your friend seems to like it.”
Kim was riding my cock hard and teasing me about my inability to get her off of me. It was exciting and I blew my load.
“Did I tell you to do that!” Kim yelled and slapped me hard in the face again. She released my legs and hoisted herself up on my chest and pointed to the cum I had got on her white laced underwear.
“You’re going to clean that off!” She demanded as she reached and grabbed the back of my head and pulled it forward, she quickly adjusted her legs and pulled my head between her them. Her thighs slapped both sides of my face as she locked on a front headscissors triangle.
“Uuurrrgghh, please loosen!” I cried.
“Ffffuuuuccckkk you! You don’t tell me what to do! Every time you say please I’m sqeezing!” she screamed as she stretched her legs out into a classic headscissors and torqued up the pressure. My head felt like it would be crack, I was breathing heavy and could smell that she had cum too. I was trying to free my head but really Kim was swinging it back and forth forcefully. She had grabbed one of my arms and was trying to twist that. She was sweating, had a crazed look on her face and was screaming at me, calling me her bitch and a pussy. I was actually scared, I wanted a battle but she was kicking my ass and enjoying it, she was fast and strong.
She was alternating between grips, both using the classic headscissors to squeeze and then the triangle to pull me into her pussy and deny me air. Her body gyrated as she squeezed and pleased herself. I felt her juices moisten my mushed lips and nose. She tightened intensely.
“You’re going out!”
I awoke on my back with Kim slapping my face hard, before I knew what was happening, she was sitting on my face and punching my stomach. The punches were hard and painful. I bucked wildly under her and began to push her off. Before I could get her all the way off, she managed to keep her legs around my head and neck and captured me in a reverse headscissors.
“You’re not going anywhere!”
I was trying not to moan but her grip was deadly, her legs coiled around my neck and cut the oxygen. I couldn’t begin to stop her legs from squeezing me unconscious, I was going to be quiet because I was going back out again.
When I awoke Kim had removed her undies, my nose was up her ass in a facesit. It was the inability to breathe that brought me back to life and the scare gave me enough power to push her forward again. And again she caught my head, this time it was another reverse headscissors that she served up figure four style. She pulled her ankle with her hand pulling my head further into crotch and my face into her asscrack.
“Uuuuurrggghhh please!”
“What did I say about please!” she screamed, ramming my face completely into her ass, I was able to keep my nose and mouth out of her asshole but not by much.
Then she grabbed my balls and squeezed I screamed, I was ready to cry.
“Get your fucking tongue in my ass my ass or I’ll keep these things!” She screamed squeezing.
The pain was immense I had no choice and began to lick the edges.
“No, no, get in there Bitch!” she screamed as she as she rubbed her hairy pussy on my neck. I felt her juices flow as the vice tightened and I struggled for breath.
I was hurting, I had to get free. I took my tongue from her ass and took my hand and slapped her ass hard. She yelped and I did it again, I was bucking wildly to get out. She looked furious and the squeeze intensified, my hands shot to her powerful thighs to pry them away and give me a chance to breathe but she was able to capture my wrists and pin my arms down. I swung and kicked my legs but the upper half of my body was fully under her control, the kicking wasn’t helping, there was no way out and I was passing out again.
“You sick little fuck, you just came and I didn’t even have to touch it, man I’m glad we got together, your ass is all mine, get that tongue working.” She laughed evilly.
I couldn’t move. My arms were still pinned. I quickly shot a leg up and got it around her neck as she laughed. She stopped laughing quickly and grabbed my other leg as I was raising it, preventing me from get a scissor hold. I pulled as hard as I could with the leg I had hooked around her neck. She moaned as I was able to pull her down a bit but she was able to stop my progress. Her back muscles rippled as her strong core fought the power of my leg. Her core began to win and bring her back up. I grunted trying again to bring her down but she had won the battle and was now pulling my leg off her neck and wrapping it up with her other arm. With both of my legs wrapped under each of her arms she arched her back. I shook like a turtle on his back but couldn’t begin to get free. Her legs had my neck in a tight vice and my nose was inches from her crack. Her strong arms had my legs completely wrapped.
“Uuuurrgghh, I can’t move.”
“That’s kind of the point but boy you’re moving me. Your breath is tickling my pube hairs and it’s driving me crazy!” she cooed and tightened her grip, moaning in pleasure.
“Oh my, look whose waking up!” Kim teased as she blew softly on my hard dick.
She seized my dick and played. I squirmed and moaned and begged for her to finish me. My tongue found her ass again as commanded. After we we’re both satisfied it felt like the match would be over, time to pack up, go home, get my thoughts together and rest my sore neck and tongue. Kim had other thoughts.
I had been released, we walked up to the bedroom. Kim went to the bathroom, I was getting ready to put my clothes on when Kim came out, she looked confused.
“Where are you going?” She asked, walking quickly towards me.
“I have to get going, get to bed and get ready for work tomorrow. “ I stuttered as she began to grab me and turn me face to face with her.
“I want to cuddle!” She yelled as she wrapped her arms around me and began a bearhug.
She was walking me backwards to the bed again as I protested and tried pathetically to free myself. She walked us to the bed and I fell backwards on it with Kim crawling on top and straddling me. With a tight bearhug still in place it was easy for Kim to move us to our sides. When she did, she wrapped her legs around my torso and locked on a super tight bodyscissors. My moans fell on deaf ears as she wanted me to understand she was in full control.
“Ooohh! I love it when you squirm, it means it’s time to tighten.”
“Please, I mean…”
“Too late bitch!” she screamed as she squeezed harder, please had to be erased from my vocab.
As I squirmed helplessly in her grip she released the bearhug. She took her arms and wrapped them around my neck both hugging and choking me and then sticking her tongue down my throat. We made out passionately, only interrupted by my needing to moan as her bodyscissors continued to squeeze.
After we both came again, still locked tightly of course, I ventured to ask a question.
“Umm when do you think I can leave?”
“Oh honey, I love that you know you’re going to be asking permission for now on. You’re not going anywhere tonight. You’re like my very own live teddy bear. I get very attached, I already love being with you, you’re literally STUCK with me!”