Lady of my dreams
By Fem_fan
My erotic wrestling match with an ex-Miss World Fitness


DISCLAIMER: The names are fictional.

For the past two years I had grown increasingly unhappy as I saw my fitness
levels go down. I had tried to follow some fitness programs such as jogging
and swimming, but none of them worked. Part of the reason was lack of time due
to my full-time job as a software programmer. But I knew that if I did nothing
about my health, the only muscles I would develop would be those in my fingers
and that did not seem very appealing. I figured out I needed to work under an
expert fitness trainer. While looking for good fitness centers in the local
magazine, I came across one run by an ex-Miss World Fitness, Rachel Svenson.
It was much costlier compared to the other places, but I figured it was worth
working under her guidance. She was definitely an expert in this field.

The next day I made my way to her fitness center. I was quite excited about
meeting Rachel, I had been a great fan of hers ever since I had read about her
when I was a kid. I had fantasized quite often about her, and I was attracted
by her well-proportioned muscles and her feminity. I often fantasized about
testing my strength against hers and wrestling with her. These matches would
often have sexual overtones but I knew nothing of this kind would happen in
reality.

As I entered the reception area, I was delighted to see Rachel talking to the
receptionist. I quickly went up to her and introduced myself. She smiled and
shook hands with me. She seemed interested when she heard that I was a
software programmer and told me that she was thinking of getting some fitness
program software developed. It would be a kind of digital fitness trainer that
would help people decide on a training program and help them with various
related stuff. I said I would be glad to help her.

But then she gave some bad news. She told me that her fitness center had
reached maximum membership level and it would not be possible for her to take
me in. I was really disappointed, but I asked her if there was any way I could
still train under her guidance. Perhaps she liked me, but for whatever reason
she asked me if I would like her to be my personal trainer. "I would love
that", I replied excitedly, "but I am afraid I won't be able to afford the
expenses. Also where shall we train if this gym is full?" She said her home
gym was a nice place and asked if I was okay with that. "But how much would it
cost me", I asked. "How about you helping me develop that software, and I
helping you develop your body", she replied with a smile. We decided to meet
alternate days at her house in the evenings at 6PM.

I drove to her house the next day. It was a beautiful mansion, the kind fit
for a queen. I had reached her house at the appointed time. My work-out
clothes were in my training kit. Rachel opened the door and took me to her
gym. She asked me to change into my workout gear. Meanwhile she went back to
change into her workout clothes. I changed into my tennis shorts and a loose
T-shirt and walked around the gym while waiting for her. I noticed that no one
seemed to be around the house except Rachel and me.

Rachel arrived soon after, and my heart skipped a beat when I saw her in a
lovely one piece swimsuit. Although she was more than 20 years older than me,
she was definitely fitter and more muscular. Her legs were bigger than mine,
but they were not grotesque. They were just right, strong and yet feminine.
Her waist was perfect and her abs seemed in great shape, although I could not
see them. Her arms were strong, those biceps enticed me with their feminity
and yet warned me to be careful. And above all she had the confidence that
comes with knowing your own strength and beauty. It would be embarrassing
working out with such a beautiful lady who can lift more weights than me, I
thought. "Shall we begin?", she repeated for the second time. I had been busy
admiring her and did not hear it the first time she had asked. "Yes Rachel", I
replied while resolving to be more in control of my feelings. We worked out
together for an hour. Rachel explained the concepts to me, and showed me the
techniques patiently. She let me touch her muscles to show which parts I
should be focussing on. She was really strong and I felt it would be tough if
I had to ever wrestle with this lady.

After the workout was over, Rachel told me I needed to focus more on my body
than on hers if I had to make any progress. So she had noticed how I was
ogling at her, I thought. She smiled again and told me to take a shower and
change. "Where is the shower room", I asked. "Follow me", she said as she led
the way. I couldn't help noticing her shapely muscular legs. Wow, those legs
can sure kill, I thought to myself. I followed Rachel into the shower room and
was shocked to see her stripping off her swimsuit. She wore the briefest of
thongs underneath. There were two showers in the bathroom and she entered one
of them. As the water washed down her body, a slight moan escaped her
beautiful lips. I took off my shorts and T-shirt and entered the shower next
to hers. My heart was throbbing wildly and my arousal was threatening to free
itself from the confines of my underwear. "Can you help me with the soap on my
back", she asked in that beautiful voice. I decided it was now or never. As
she turned her back to me, I removed the last piece of cloth that covered me
and walked towards her. I took the soap and gently started rubbing her back. I
suppressed the urgings to touch her with my hard member. I slowly rubbed her
back with smooth strokes, taking care to avoid any sexual overtones. My hands
slowly made their way to her beautiful butt. I lingered for a while but did
not squeeze them. Then I slowly knelt and massaged her beautiful legs. "You
seem good at this", she remarked as she turned around.

There I was, kneeling naked in front of this amazon goddess, massaging her
legs. "What are you doing", she demanded as she looked at my erection. I stood
up shamelessly and let her take in the size of my huge member. My throbbing
erection was almost touching her pubic mound. There was definite chemistry
between us, I could feel it in the air. For a few moments, no one moved. Then
I moved forward and kissed those beautiful lips of hers. They tasted just like
I had always imagined them to be - heavenly. She responded, and even as I
moved my hands to hold her voluptuous breasts, she quickly grabbed my wrists.
I tried to break free from her grip, but she held me easily. Then she abruptly
broke off and retreated slightly. "No darling, only a man strong enough to
defeat me in a wrestling match can have me." I was extremely aroused, there
was nothing that could stop me from having her. If I had to fight this amazon,
then so be it. "Sure, whatever it takes", I replied as I started wearing my
small underwear. I wasn't going to let her enjoy the nude sight of me if she
had no plans of returning the favor. She watched with some amusement as I
struggled to contain my super-aroused dick within my underwear.

We went back to her large training room walked onto the wrestling mat. "Best
of 3 falls, no punching or kicking, everything else is fine. For a fall, hold
the opponent down for a count of 3", Rachel pointed out the rules. Water still
dripped from our bodies as we faced each other. She smiled confidently as we
circled each other looking for an opening. She wanted me to make the first
move, but I was not sure what to do. "Afraid of coming out to meet a lady",
she asked in her seductive voice. It was the combination of that taunt and her
physical beauty that made me go after her. I wanted to touch her and throwing
all caution to the wind I quickly moved towards her to grab her. With the
agility of a wild cat she side-stepped and grabbed me as I stumbled forward.
She was holding me from behind and her arms tightened around my chest. Slowly
she forced me down onto the mat. Then with great strength she flipped me over
to face her. I was amazed by this awesome display of power. She grabbed my
wrists and forced them over my head. Her

legs coiled around my waist like a python. She had me immobilized even before
I knew what was happening. I had no way of escaping from her hold. All she had
to do was count to 3 and she would win the first round.

But inexplicably, she released my arms and taunted "My legs are enough for
you, little boy." Indeed they were, I was like a prisoner, but now I had the
freedom to use my arms. I placed my arms on her thighs and tried to push her
back. It was useless, those legs were too powerful for my puny arms. I didn't
know what to do, but if I didn't do anything quickly this muscular beauty
would weaken me to the point of submission. As I moved my hands around her
legs trying to get a good grip, I couldn't resist the temptation of reaching
out to her ass and squeezing them. Even if I would lose against her, at least
I would have the satisfaction of caressing her lovely ass. "Naughty, naughty,
that won't prevent you from losing", she cooed. I didn't want to go down so
easily against her. I decided to change my strategy and try to force her off
me.

Using every remaining bit of strength, I turned sideways with such quickness
that her grip was loosened as she fell. The situation seemed better now. She
was on the mat now, facing me, and I was above her, but her legs still coiled
around my back. I quickly grabbed her wrists and forced it over her head.
"Payback time, my lady", I said. "Really", she asked as she squeezed me again.
I let out a muffled scream as the pain spread. It was a strange situation, I
was holding her down, yet it was I who was weakening. Rachel made no effort to
free her hands from my grip. She knew there would not be much of a competition
if she used her full power. She held me in that position for about 5 minutes.
"Give up sweety", she offered noticing my pain. I did not oblige her. Although
it was painful, I was getting a good view of her breasts. I did not want this
to end. Rachel could have finished me with a tighter squeeze, but perhaps she
was afraid to injure me.

Suddenly she released me from her scissors, and tried to position her legs on
my stomach to flip me over. I sensed what she was doing and quickly moved my
body down to avoid giving her space. I was now on top of Rachel, facing her,
and my whole body touching hers - arm-to-arm, breast-to-breast, leg-to-leg,
crotch-to-crotch. I savored this erotic moment, and I wished Rachel would
allow this go on for some more time. Rachel made some effort at getting free,
but somehow I felt she was just putting up a token resistance. I started
counting to 3 to press my advantage. She did not force me off even as I
reached 3. I couldn't believe it. I had won the first round. "You are a smart
wrestler", Rachel said as she stood up.

So she is taunting me, I thought. She let me win the first round and now she
will cream me. I was tired and knew I could not take even half the punishment
she had dished out in the first round. Moreover I was so aroused, I could not
think of anything else than making love to this goddess. Rachel was also
breathing hard, but I could not understand why. She had hardly strained
herself during the first round. And then it struck me. She wanted me as much
as I wanted her. She was letting me win. Was I being too optimistic? Why would
this muscle goddess choose me for her mating ritual? I looked at her again,
she was looking lustily at my erection. I knew I had to end this round
quickly.

We circled around each other again. I knew what had to be done. I quickly went
up to her and grabbed her beautiful ass. A shiver of excitement ran through my
spine as I felt her body in my hands. She seemed surprised by this strange
non-wrestling move. She moved her arms to grab my wrists, but I had drawn very
close to her. My member was caressing her pubic mound and relishing the heat
that permeated her thongs. Rachel freed herself from my ineffectual grip and
locked my arms behind my back using one hand. If this were a real fight, she
would have punished me with her free arm. "Where is your mind on, young boy",
she asked as she looked me in the eye. I did not know what to say. "You want
me don't you", she asked again as forced my head towards her breasts. She is
trying to breast-smother me, I thought. But she did not do that, she just
forced my face slightly in front of her delicious boobs. She was teasing me,
forcing me to face the fact that it was a woman who was about to defeat me in
a physical confrontation. I desperately wanted to see her breasts in all their
unfettered glory. With one quick move I moved my face forward, and using my
teeth jerked her thong-top off her body. The sweat on her body made this
easier.

Rachel was shocked, certainly she had other plans about how to go about
revealing her ripe melons to me. "You are big", I gasped as I saw her
beautiful gravity defying breasts. Rachel did not want me to be one-up on her,
she used her free arm and tore off my underwear. "So are you", she replied as
my big member rose towards her. I was now standing completely naked in front
of her and she watched me as my member throbbed in anticipation of being
relieved of its sexual urge. "How does it feel to be in my control", she asked
as her hand slowly moved up and down my shaft. I could not reply, I let out a
deep moan of pleasure as she continued. I felt like I was about to cum, but
she skillfully placed her fingers to prevent me from ejaculating. "I run the
show around here darling", she whispered in my ears. I moved my face towards
her breasts and sucked her nipples. They were taut with sexual arousal. Rachel
lifted my face away from her breasts, "Only if you beat me in a wrestling
match darling, only then", she reminded me. She forced me down into a kneeling
position even as she did the same. My hands were still locked behind my back.
With her free arm Rachel caressed my whole body and gently squeezed my butt.
"I too like doing this", she smiled. Then she brought her crotch towards mine
and teased me, "Do you know the pleasures I could give you darling". Her hands
were now moving rapidly up and down my shaft. "Had enough, want to submit",
she asked.

My member was aching now from the love and attention it was getting. I would
not be able to hold on for much longer. Rachel would win this round and the
next

one easily. I would not be able to taste her love juices. I looked in her eyes
and and could not think any more, Rachel was all I had ever asked for in this
world. And now we were face to face and I could do nothing even as she used me
like a plaything. At least I could kiss her to show my love for her. I moved
my body closer to her and kissed her. A deep kiss to acknowledge her
superiority and to ask for a favor. Her grip loosened. Rachel was responding
slowly, but surely. I freed my hands and touched her pubic mound. A shiver ran
through her body and she seemed out of control. I realized that the she was
also burning with a desire to take me. I used my remaining strength and forced
her to lie on the mat. She did not make it hard for me by resisting. We
continued kissing, and then deftly I reached down and tore of her thongs.
Rachel let out sound of surprise escape her as she realized she was as naked
as I was. As I brought my crotch in contact with hers, she shivered with
excitement. I kissed her again and caressed her breasts. Rachel sensed I was
trying to close out the second round and win the match. She did not want to
give in so easily to me.

But I knew her resolve had been weakened by the waves of sexual frenzy that
washed over her. I lay on top of her, and started counting to 3. Rachel lay
still even as I reached 3. "I win, my queen, and I want to have you right
here, with your permission", I whispered in her ears. Rachel let out a wild
scream of joy in approval. I looked in her eyes as I entered her slowly. "I
love you", the queen said. "I love you Rachel. Please don't let this end", I
begged while increasing my thrusts. Rachel nodded and her body started moving
in unison with mine. We kissed again as we both reached orgasm together. I
removed my member from her love-valley and embraced her. I spent the whole
night caressing her muscular body and making love to her. I drank her
love-juices even as she caressed my hair. She returned the favor by giving me
the best blowjob I ever had. That night was out of the world. It was the night
my dream had finally come true.