Wrestling Shemale
By Barfly6363

Chris responded to my ad on a wrestling website. I was looking for friendly wrestling matches. We discussed our interests, the match had to be friendly as neither one of us were interested in competitive wrestling. We both liked submission and pin to submission style wrestling matches wearing Speedo’s or similar attire. Chris said the match had to be private and I told her that was the only kind of wrestling I would do. And then she dropped the bombshell by telling me she was a shemale. She went on to say that she had breast implants, lived and looked like a female, only she still had a cock. She said I could back out of wrestling, but she wished I wouldn’t because we had a lot in common when it came to wrestling and she was sure that we would have fun. I was stunned but thinking about our conversation, we really did have a lot in common when it came to wrestling so I told I was still interested.

Chris arrived at 3:00 on Saturday afternoon and if she had a cock, I couldn’t tell. My neighbors were even checking her out when she walked to my door. I invited her in and she gave me a quick hug and then I closed and locked the door behind her and showed her the spare bedroom where we were going to wrestle. I had exercise mats covering the carpet and she indicated she liked the set up. I showed her to the bathroom to change and I slipped on a Speedo in my bedroom.

Chris looked gorgeous when she walked into the wrestling room. She was wearing a skin tight black boy style bottom and a white sports bra. I would have bet all the money in the bank that she was a female and she smiled as I scanned her body up and down. To say that she was in better shape than me wouldn’t be a lie, but to say I was stronger than her wouldn’t be a lie either. We had already discussed the rules, friendly submission or pin to submission wrestling, tap out or verbal submissions. We dropped to our knees across from each other and started to wrestle. Surprisingly, she was the aggressor, even though I outweighed her by about 30 pounds. We struggled on our knees and then went down to the mats where I moved on top of her to try for a pin. She was a better wrestler than I thought and a bitch to pin, however I was stronger than her and I was using my weight advantage to control the match. I was pretty much able to scissor her at will and wrestle her to her back, but she was not easy to beat. We traded several holds, including nelsons and scissors and I soon discovered that her best hold was a school girl pin and she was quick to apply it. Luckily I was able to lift her off pretty easily when she got it on me, and she must have put it on me at least 6 times during the first 30 minutes of the match. It was by far her best hold and she liked to use it and I did notice on the 3rd or 4th school girl pin that she was starting to bone up in front. She couldn’t hide it in what she was wearing, although it didn’t bother me because I was getting hard too. She did get one submission out of me in a long full nelson body scissors hold. Chris was the kind of wrestler that slowly applied pressure once she got a hold on, instead of going for a quick submission. She got the full nelson on first and then worked me into her body scissors and slowly began to tighten up both holds to get the submission out of me. It was definitely a verbal submission because she had my arms trapped above my head and there was no way I could tap out. After about 30 minutes of wrestling, I was up 2-1 with a cradle and a body scissors submission that ended up getting both of us hard. She was on her back and I had the scissors around her waist and started to inch it up higher and when I did so, her breasts popped out of her sports bra. She threw up a very impressive bridge while trapped in the scissors, which actually caused her breasts to pop out, and then she called me a brat for causing that to happen. I held on to the scissors while admiring the view and she eventually submitted.

And then it got interesting.

We were both perspiring hard after the last submission and lying on our backs on the mats to catch our breath. I looked down and noticed that Chris had a boner shifted diagonal in her square cut briefs and it was definitely bigger than mine. She saw me looking. She smiled at me and asked if I was offended. I told her no. She glanced at my Speedo and saw my boner bulging and then asked if I was enjoying the match. I told her it was a fun match and then she asked if I was o.k. with things. I told her I was and she said good; because wrestling excites her too. Meanwhile, she is laying there with her breasts still exposed and rock hard nipples sticking up.

The timer was still ticking away when we rolled to our knees and she slid her top up over her breasts. We had been wrestling for over 30 minutes and after a short break, we started to wrestle again. Neither one of us was soft. We exchanged scissors, nelsons, pins and reversals on each other. My hand dragged over the front of her square cut more than once and I could feel that her erection was taller than my hand, although she wasn’t real thick. Her hand dragged slowly across the front of my Speedo a few times and she left it there longer than necessary. She was picking up the pace and I was tiring, trying to wrestle out of danger. She went for the school girl pin 3 times and I was having serious problems staying out of it. She locked me in it on the fourth try. She moved up quickly, almost straddling my neck and slid her calves under my shoulders and brought them up between my body and my arms. There was no way out once she locked it in place. Her boner was inches from my mouth and barely contained in her square cuts as she smiled down at me and asked if I wanted to submit. She was so close to my face that I could see her boner outlined, including her cock head, but I told her I didn’t submit. She looked down at me, giggling and asked if I was sure I didn’t want to submit. She said the school girl was her best pin and she had me locked in well. I kicked my legs in frustration which made her laugh. She stared down at me with a smile on her face, her eyes moving from her boner to me and back to her boner again. Grinning down at me, she said “say it, c’mon, say it, submit, submit the school girl pin, say it” and I stubbornly said no to which she replied, “Oh, you are going to pay now” and then she quickly and expertly rolled me into a headscissors. She rolled to her side so that she was facing me and took me to my back with her thighs wrapped tight around my neck. I have been in headscissors before and I was shocked at how well she rolled me into hers. I ended up with the side of my face pinned against the boner standing up in her square cut bottom. She couldn’t have planned that better if she tried. She wasn’t applying submission pressure, but her thighs were clamped so tight around my neck that escape was next to impossible. She also wasn’t talking. She began to stretch out which caused her erection to slide against my face. I tried to turn away but it was impossible to do so. The only option I had was to turn toward her and we both knew what that meant. I would end up with my mouth pressed against her. She looked down at me with a big grin on her face and began to arch her back again. I tried to bridge up which was a huge mistake, because as I did so, the pressure became unbearable and to relieve it I quickly dropped the bridge and turned into her. As I turned into her, she arched back further and the head of her erection slipped out of the waistband of her square cuts and my mouth ended up wrapped around her shaft. Talk about a humiliating headscissors. Her shaft was still inside her square cuts but she had the headscissors on so tight that I couldn’t pull my head back. I was forced to lip lock her lengthy shaft which had no problem fitting into my mouth because what it made up for in length it lacked in width. She had a long, skinny erection. The timer went off as she held me tight, my lip lock in place. She gently moved my hair out of my eyes and asked if I wanted to submit. I just looked at her. She smiled down at me and said, “submit, c’mon, say it, submit, submit, submit the headscissors, oh, that’s right, you can’t exactly talk right now, your mouth is full, I’ll take a tap out submission from you, c’mon tap dear, tap out, tap your submission, you have been outwrestled, tap darling, tap anywhere you like, tap tap tap, tap tap tap, I’m waiting”. I slowly raised my hand up and tapped my submission on her hip.