Girlfriend match
By Brent
I learn just how strong my girlfriend really is


When I was in college I dated a very beautiful girl named Mandy. Mandy had
jet-black hair, golden skin, and huge blue eyes. She was very curvaceous and
very athletic with full breasts, broad shoulders and hips, shapely legs and
thick strong arms. She was short, about 5 feet 2 inches and weighed about
110-115 pounds. I was very slim when I was in college. I was 5 feet 9 inches
and about 140 pounds. I worked out regularly and was in decent physical
condition.

One day Mandy and I were watching TV in my house. I was wearing jeans and a
T-shirt and she was wearing a tight blue short-sleeved shirt and very tight
jeans. We decided to go upstairs to the bedroom. We got off the couch and
started towards the stairs with her walking in front of me. Suddenly, she
stopped short squatted down slightly and put her arms out to her sides. She
said, "Hop on, I'll give you a lift."

I said, "Are you sure? I don't want to hurt you."

"Just get on." She responded.

I knew she was strong; she had her own weight room in her basement, so I
figured why not. I hopped up on her back and Mandy proceeded to piggyback
carry me up the two flights of stairs to the bedroom. She seemed to have no
trouble at all handling my weight.

When we got the bedroom she set me down and I said, "Wow, that was pretty
good, you're pretty strong."

"Thanks." she said.

I said, "Lets see how strong you are." I wrapped my arms around her body and
wrestled her down to the floor and pinned her. "Do you give up?" I asked

"Yes." She said.

I responded, "That's no fun you weren't even trying."

"Do you want me to try?" she asked.

"Yes, let's see what you got." I said.

With that she bucked me off and we began to wrestle for real. We weren't
trying to hurt each other but we were both trying to win. As we grappled
around on the floor, I was immediately surprised by her strength. I did not
think any girl her size could be so strong. Several times she rolled me over
and pinned me but I was able to use my legs to bridge out of the hold. Once I
was able to put her in a schoolboy pin and was amazed that she did not use her
legs to get me off. Instead she used her arms and upper body to roll me over.
If I did not let go of her and roll away she would have pinned me. We got to
our knees and locked up again. She slipped around behind me and put me in a
chokehold. I pulled on her right forearm as hard as I could with both hands
but I could not budge it away from throat. At this point I was getting
desperate. I reached back a grabbed her right shoulder with both my hands.
Then I bent forward as hard as I could and pulled her over my shoulder on to
the floor in front of me.

"Cheater." She said playfully as she scrambled back up to her knees.

I decided I had better do something fast, so I wrapped my arms around her body
and put her in the tightest bear hug I could. I tried to force her down onto
her back but it was like wrestling a tree trunk. Her body was very firm and I
could feel every muscle as it flexed and relaxed. She wouldn't budge.

Next, Mandy reached down and gripped my arms. Slowly, she pried my arms away
from her body. Her hands moved to my wrists as she pushed my arms up over my
head and began forcing me down to the floor. A realization was coming over me.
I was losing a fair test of strength with a girl who was seven inches shorter
and at least 25 pounds lighter than me. I could not blame leverage for my
loss. With my height advantage, I had all the leverage but still she forced me
to the floor and schoolgirl pinned me with my hands held down next to my head.
Then she wrapped her feet on top of my legs effectively controlling them so
that I could not bridge out. I struggled with all of my might but I could not
budge my hands from the floor or buck her off of me. I looked up at her and
could not help but notice how good she looked. Her large breasts were
straining against her shirt. I could even see her abdominal muscles through
her tight shirt. Her arms were fully flexed she had very pronounced triceps
and her biceps looked thick and hard.

She began to giggle. "Give up?" she asked.

"No." I responded and struggled even more to get loose.

"Come on, I got you. Look, 1...2...3. See, you're beat." She said confidently.

I protested, "There's no counting. This is submission wrestling."

Again she giggled. She smiled down at me and said, "Why don't you face the
truth?" Then she leaned down close to my ear and whispered, "You're a
weakling."

I struggled once more but soon admitted the truth to both her and myself, "I
give up, you win."

"Really?" she asked excitedly.

"Yes, I give up you win." I said.

Mandy laughed out loud and released my wrists. She sat up on my stomach and
placed her hands on her hips as she looked down at me with the most amazing
look of pride on her face. "So I'm stronger than you, right?" she asked.

I could not dispute the facts, "Yes, you're stronger than me." I said.

Again Mandy laughed. Then she asked, "What do I get for winning?"

I thought about it for a few seconds and said, "Anything you want."

"Good, get up." She said as she pulled me to my feet. For the rest of that
night, I was her slave and for the rest of our time together we both knew who
the stronger partner was.

Some time later we tried wrestling again but her first victory was completely
legitimate. I was no match for her incredible strength.