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Wrestling Partner
I work for a computer firm in Seattle. The area is beautiful, nice and green
from all the rain we get up here. I like it here, but being a single male in a
neighborhood full of families, it gets pretty boring too. One Friday nite not
too long ago, I decided to go out instead of staying home. There's a sports bar
near my house; I figured if nothing else, I could go watch the Mariners lose.
I walked into the bar..the place was crowded..people were everywhere..
women..men..some attractive..some not so attractive..some..oh never mind. When
from across the room a woman approached me..a gorgeous woman with nice, firm
boobs, tight ass accented by the short skirt she was wearing, high cheekbones,
blue eyes, long dark hair, about five-foot-eight or so. I could tell she was
ready for some action. Our eyes met..I knew this was the woman I'd been waiting
to meet for so long..she said, "What'll you have to drink?"
After ordering a beer, I sat down to watch the Mariners. Sure enough they were
losing (8-0 in the fourth inning) and things were getting ugly. People were
yawning (the few who were watching the game)..it was obvious they had decided
the game was over. I noticed a phone # etched in the table. It said, "For a good
time, call Bubbles 679-8075." Then I suddenly realized that was the phone # for
the local bottled water company. Someone trying to get free advertising. "What's
this world coming to," I thought.
Other than the game, not much was happening, outside of the fight going on in
the other room, some drunk guys singing college fight songs in time to the
disturbance, a few others placing bets on how bad the Ms would lose, and guys
trying to hustle women. In otherwords, just a typical nite. I decided to leave,
and as I was walking out, the waitress said, "Come again." I thought, "heh-heh,
that what's he said ar ar ar".
I decided to check out another bar that featured female mud wrestling,
definitely a spectator sport that's more entertaining than baseball. No "three
strikes you're out" stuff here. After paying a hefty fee, I walked in and got a
table near the front. There was a big pit, and they were starting to pour dirt
in..then some water..yep mud alrite. Then two women approached and started
going at it. After they stopped slugging each other, they got into the pit.
They started wrestling in the goo..pretty soon they were covered with it. "All
right", I thought, "this is gonna be good!" Well, the mud started flying and I
thought "someone's gonna get hit". At that moment, I heard a loud SPLAT! I
looked down and my shirt was covered with mud. I wasn't too happy at the
thought of driving home with a muddy shirt and having to clean off all that
sludge. YECCH!
The two women stopped and ran over to me. Both of them were pretty good-
looking; one of them was in her twenties, brown hair, decent looking body. She
told me to go in the backroom, where she helped me clean off some of the larger
mud patches. She said she had to go back out front, but asked me to wait for her
back there. About ten minutes later, the "match" was over and she returned.
"Hi," she said, "My name is Lori. But my friends call me Lori." I excused her
lack of intelligence as an occupational hazard and we exchanged in small talk
for awhile. I asked her if she needed to go back out front, but she shook her
head. "My partner Janice isn't feeling too good, so we stopped. Besides, I kinda
like talking to you better." Needless to say, I was feeling better about getting
the mud on my shirt! It quickly became obvious there was a mutual attraction
(either that or I was just horny).
I decided to take this floozy, er I mean lady home. After she cleaned up, the
drive took about 15 minutes. When we got there, the house had a definite feel to
it. I would describe the atmosphere as late 60s poverty. Kinda reminded me of
the place I had in college..what made me feel especially nostalgic was the lack
of furniture. I noticed she also had exquisite taste in beverages. "Want some
Annie Green Springs wine?" she asked. I hadn't had any for yrs. In fact, the
stuff was so bad I'd always thrown up every time I'd drank it in the past. I
tasted it..yep stuff still tasted awful.
"So, how long you lived here," I asked. "Oh, about six months. I'm thinking
about getting furniture so when my friends come over, they don't have to sit on
the floor," she said. Good idea, I thought. "Yeah, I like it here. There's some
privacy so when I walk around naked, nobody's watching. Though that might be
kinda fun, knowing someone's watching me!" I almost spilled my drink when she
said that.
She must have noticed because she smiled and said, "I grew up in a liberal
family. We believed nudity was natural and that sex was also a natural thing. I
had my first experience at 16..it was wonderful..I saw a dog." She put her hand
on my arm and said "I believe sex can be the most beautiful thing two people can
give to each other." She moved towards me. "Ouch!" she suddenly exclaimed.
"What's wrong?" I asked. "Oh, just an old roller derby injury. My arm gets stiff
every once in awhile." "That's not theonly thing stiff rite now", I thought to
myself, while pondering what she meant by an old roller derby injury! "Anyway,"
she continued, "when I saw you walk in tonite, you struck me as the type that
would understand that. And when we accidentally flung that mud at you, I figured
that would be a good time to break the ice. In fact, let me take that shirt off
you and put it in the washer." Before I knew it, she had my shirt off and was
running her fingers up and down my chest.
The room was spinning (must've been that cheap wine!). I had an idea of what
would happen next, but I was too startled to do anything. Maybe it was the cold
floor, I don't know. All of a sudden, she took her shirt off, saying that way we
were even. She was beautiful (and her boobs weren't bad either). She had on a
black lace bra, which accentuated her light body even more. I felt the room
getting hotter, my blood pressure going up higher, and I started breathing
harder. She must have noticed, because she whispered in my ear in a sexy voice,
"You must not be feeling well. I know how I can make you feel better." "What a
line," I thought, but at that point I didn't care. She took my hand and led me
into her bedroom. Fortunately, it was well furnished, but the "1989 Telemarketer
of the Year" award sitting on the shelf didn't make me feel any better.
By this time, I had all these questions in my head. How can this woman be so
mature about sex and at the same time be such an idiot? Why isn't the front room
furnished? How did she get all these strange jobs? Where the hell is this story
going? I quickly forgot all these questions when she reached over and gave me
one of the wettest and slow kisses I've ever had. I felt all inhibitions melt as
she lowered her hands and undid my pants and underwear. "Oh, you have a nice
one." she said. "Let me show you what I have." She undid her bra doing a slow
striptease. Then off came her pants and panties. She was indeed quite beautiful
naked, even if she had no brains.
I walked over to her and we fell down together on the bed. "I don't go chasing
after guys very often. Only about once a week or so." "Uh-oh," I thought, "what
if she has a STD? Oh, SHIT, I don't have any rubbers". Just then, she pulled out
a package of condoms, a brand I'd never seen before. "GLOW IN THE DARK condoms",
said the package. "All my lovers use these," she said. "That way, they can see
their way to the bathroom after we finish!" There were different colors..red,
white & blue, orange, etc. I chose green, after all I'm Irish. After putting the
condom on, I noticed her starting to chew some gum.
I ignored this and started kissing her, first on her lips, then her chin, then
her neck. As I started down her neck, she threw the gum away. I ducked to avoid
being hit by the gum and then continued my way down her valley of loveliness. I
spent some time playing with her beautiful breasts..licking and sucking them.
From her moans of pleasure, it was obvious she enjoyed what I was doing. I
really enjoyed playing with her nipples. What momentarily distracted me was the
tattoo of the state of Oregon on her left breast. I have fond memories of my
days in Oregon and I started getting sad that they had to end. But I quickly
remembered my real reason for being there and continued on.
I continued on down her body (can you actually believe I'm writing this trash?)
until I arrived at her beautiful pussy. It was nice & hairy, just theway I like
them. She moaned her approval, as I started tonguing her. I felt her pussy
getting wetter and wetter..she was moving and gyrating every which way, but
loose! I felt her come and then she pulled my face up to her and she said, "put
it in". I wasn't sure what "it" was, but I found out as soon as she grabbed my
cock and eased it into her cunt. It felt so nice and slippery. We soon began a
steady rhythm, in & out..in & out..well, you get the picture. I was real hot by
this point, so I knew I wouldn't hold out very long. I felt myself about to
come, I yelled out and she did the same. "AHHHH....OHHHHHH..CHEEEEESSSSEE (so I
talk funny when I come, you wanna make somethin out of it, bucko?).
After I came, we held each other. I decided to use the bathroom. Yes, the "glow
in the dark" condom did help me see. But not well enough unfortunately. She
forgot to tell me about the box in front of the bathroom that she hadn't put
away. I fell over it with a loud thump. "Oops, sorry," she said. After I'd
finished my business in there, I limped back into bed. I finally summoned up the
courage to ask her how she got into mudwrestling. "Oh, I just kinda fell into
it," she sighed. "Besides, I meet some really interesting people this way. Last
week, I met this guy who had a 10-inch dick and.." I quickly interrupted her,
because I didn't want to hear the rest of that story! So we lay there and
drifted off to sleep.
I awoke the next morning, she cooked me breakfast (did a good job, too!), then I
went home to reflect on the nite before. I still see Lori once in awhile, though
now I'm chasing after an aerobics instructor at my gym who keeps promising me
the "ultimate workout." She hasn't told me what she means by that, but she has
been real nice to me lately! But I know anytime I want to get "down and dirty",
I can still look up Lori.
"TIE YOU WHICH WAY?"
I consider myself a good looking guy, mid 30s, decent job, and I occasionally
catch the eye of the ladies. But I definitely wasn't prepared for Stephanie.
Stephanie is a cute lady also in her 30s, tall (5' 10"), great figure (works out
a lot), long dark brown hair, tight boobs and butt, and probably has one of the
sweetest dispositions of anyone I know. She also enjoys some unusual indoor
activities, as I quickly found out. We met through a mutual friend. I really
wasn't looking to get involved at the time; I'd run the gamut of singles clubs,
ads, bars, failed relationships, and I was sick of the whole thing. Though I
value friendship first in a relationship, I was at the point where a quick fling
was looking real good!
A mutual friend named Joan asked me to meet them one night at a local
restaurant. Steph had recently broken up with someone and was feeling rather
depressed about it. When my friend told me this, I tried to beg off, I mean I'm
not good at mending broken hearts (mine or someone else's), but she said, "No, I
think you two would be good for each other. Besides, I've told Stephanie all
about you and she really wants to meet you!" "Oh God. Another blind date to
wrangle out of," I thought. "Let's see, what excuse can I use this time?" Since
I couldn't think of any and resisting the urge to strangle her, I finally agreed
to meet them. I got to the restaurant and was very pleasantly surprised when I
met Stephanie. She looked real cute in her business suit. She said, "So you're
John, I've heard some good things about you." I said, "well, Joan tends to
exaggerate now and then, but I always enjoy hearing things like that." Joan
rolled her eyes and said, "Oh brother! I'm gonnaget a drink."
"Oh great," I thought. "Now I'm stuck with something to say. Let me see, uh, hey
how about them Lakers. Naw probably not a sports fan. Come here often? no, that
line went out with Nixon. What's your sign? Naw, probably not into astrology."
Sweat began to form on my forehead..I had to think of something to say. "Uh,
that's a cute coat you're wearing. Where did you get it?" She smiled, obviously
finding this as awkward as I did. "Oh, there's a great clothing store near where
I live where I got it." Then, I asked the next famous question (no, not that
one. I barely knew her at this point!) "What kind of work do you do? "Oh, I work
as a training coordinator for Miliken Systems. I do training classes." "Oh, how
neat," I said. "Now, I can let her talk", I thought. She talked about her job
and after a few minutes, we were engaged in a lively conversation.
Finally, I asked her what had happened with her ex-boyfriend. I mean, she was
quite attractive and intelligent, and I didn't want to pry, but I mean, her ex
was a fool for letting her go. "well," she said, we just had too many
differences." I said, "that's too bad." "It happens," she said. So we continued
talking and discovered we shared some common interests and made plans to get
together. I looked over at the bar and saw Joan smiling at us. I had to admit,
she was probably right about us getting along.
So we went out 2 or 3 times and had a great time. Then, one nite after we'd gone
out, she invited me in (well dragged me in. I'm rather shy! :-)) her place.
Things got hot and heavy after that..suffice to say I spent the night there and
was treated to some wonderful sex. God, that was nice. The next weekend, we were
together again and we were cuddling in her bedroom. I figured the next step
would be another round of fucking, when all of asudden she said, "tie me to the
bed!" I said, "Huh?" She looked straight at me and said in a sexy voice, "I want
you to tie me up. I really get off on that. There's some rope in the drawer."
"But I don't even know Boy Scout knots," I said. "Don't worry. I'll show you,"
she said. "oh god, what have I gotten myself into? Oh well." I thought, as I got
the ropes out. I gotta admit, there was a look of lust in her eyes and I felt
myself getting excited.
The ropes were real long and I was scratching my head, figuring out which end
was which. Panic quickly filled my mind. "hey, hon," she said, "let me try it
on you first." Uh-oh, I thought. What had I gotten myself into with this woman?
I always wanted women who were wholesome, the kind that married dear old dad,
that cooked you brownies, gave you back rubs, and oh sorry I forgot it's the
90s. Women like that don't exist anymore! Anyway, she tied this wild looking
knot around my wrists, that was real hard to undo. "This is the kind I like and
it's not that hard to do, but once it's done, IT'S DONE!! Now I hope you learn
quick, because I want you to do that to me! So I took her arms and started to
tie her wrist to the bedpost. I did remember most of what I was supposed to and
managed to tie both her arms up. I started to walk away, and she said, "hey
come back here. You forgot my legs!" "Oh yeah. right." I said and I tied her
legs to the bedposts.
This had the potential to turn into something fun. I repressed an evil laugh as
I thought of other things I could do to her. Hmmmm, any feathers, whips, or
rubber snakes around? "Hey Stephanie, what do I do with you now?" I asked in a
half-mocking tone. "You don't have any TOYS lying around that we could play
with, do you?" "Check the middle drawer," she said. So I opened it, expecting to
find a rubber ducky or inflatable pool toy (POOL TOY, not PULLTOY!). What I saw
in there blew my mind. All kinds of leather thingies, some vibrators, but no
rubber snakes. OH DARN! I pulled out this cute feather boa. "Now run that all
over my body." she said, "mmmmmm" I heard her moan as I ran the boa across her.
I noticed her nipples standing on edge and just a faint tinge of wetness on her
cunt. I did this a few times and she shivered every time I did that.
I went back to the drawer and found her collection of vibrators. I chose one to
use on her. I think it was a Panasonic or Oster or something you could get at
K-Mart. I'll bet they never intended for people to use it this way, heh-heh. I
turned it on and repeated the process, using the vibrator to go around and
around her beautiful body, around her nipples, up and down her torso, her legs,
and oh yes, her cunt which was soaked at this point. I could tell she was
getting frustrated, so I asked her how she was doing. "I'm fine. In fact, I'm
wonderful!" she sighed. I was really starting to enjoy this. To have a
beautiful woman at your mercy has got to be one of the ultimate male ego trips.
I felt she was getting too hot, so I went out to the kitchen and got some ice
cubes out of the frige to "cool her down." I rubbed the ice over her nipples
and down her body towards her cunt. "OOOOHHHHHHHH", she screamed, "it's so
cold." "Well, I had to cool you off a little. I don't want you getting too hot
too soon!" I said.
I noticed that I was getting real hot too. My cock had "risen" to the occasion,
and I wasn't sure how much more of this I could handle before I just jumped on
top of her. So I decided to play with her some more. I started kissing her
forehead, playing with her hair, playfully biting her earlobes, breathing into
her ears (this got her so excited she almost broke her ropes). I then moved down
to her nipples. They looked so hard they probably hurt. I pulled at them just a
little and gently nibbled on themwith my teeth. Stephanie moaned her approval
and I moved down her body. I looked at her face right before I dove in on her
pussy; she looked completely enraptured by what I was doing.
I flicked my tongue around her pussy, starting right above it, then moving to
her upper thighs, then back to her pussy..around and around I went, brushing
against her lips and clit. I did this for a few minutes. Then I decided to take
pity on her. After all, she'd been such a good sport about this. I couldn't deny
her one good orgasm after all this time. Or could I? I pondered this and the
fact my dick was pounding. I decided to hell with
it.I untied her legs and her arms and fell on top of her. Her pussy was so wet
it gobbled my cock up in about 3 seconds and she grabbed me with all her
might. God, it felt so good! She grabbed me so hard I thought my back would
be broken. We were screwing so hard and so fast, I knew I'd come within a few
seconds, but I didn't care! I felt my cum spurt out into her hot cunt..I
think she came right after that, but I was too far gone to tell. We probably
woke the neighbors with our screams, but it was worth it!
Afterwards, she told me it was one of her best "scenes" ever and that she was
going to enjoy teaching me how to play with her. After all, even though I was
the "master" and she was my "slave", she was the one who decided how far things
would go. We made love two more times that nite, but what I remember most is her
warm, tender embrace while we lay together.
Since then, we've grown closer and closer and I'm thinking of asking her to move
in with me. Whenever we're together now, she almost always is nude (she obeys my
orders without question :-)) and we always have hot sessions both with and
without the rope-tying! She says, some night she's going to turn the tables on
me! I'm not so sure about that, since I prefer being the onein control. She says
she loves being "my playmate" after having to work hard all day and be
responsible for others. It's absolutely fantastic to be with a woman who adores
me, cooks me brownies, and gives me the most incredible backrubs. She may not be
the type of woman that married dear old dad, but three out of four ain't bad!
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