The chronicles of Jessica justice
by Jessica justice
 


My name is Jessica Anderson. I have been a wrestling fan ever since I was a
little girl. I used to love to see those handsome hunks strip down to their
satin trunks and go at it. I still do. I think wrestling turns most women on.
Those that say it doesnt are either ashamed, lying or in denial,, but thats
just my oppinion. My love of ladies wrestling came when I was 13. I saw a
television show called GLOW, and was hooked. It looked so sexy and erotic to
me. Which is odd, because I am completely hetero. I watched their show every
saturday morning as it came on , locked in my bedroom. I taped every episode.
I secretly wondered if the women wrestling were getting turned on by it. I
also wondered if I would be turned on to wrestle against another girl.. in
such skimpy attire. Through the years, this became my fantasy. After reading
an article years later by wrestler Tiffany Mellon, I found out that most of
those women who wrestled in GLOW were in fact lesbian, and they were all
getting together after the tapings. That explained alot to me, and I am sure
that even straight women would get turned on to wrestle other straight women.
Especially in skimpy attire involving two goregous women, I mean, come on..

I grew up pretty competitive in sports, mostly track and gymnastics. I did
very well in gymnastics, but I grew too tall. In high school I was a
cheerleader, and that was alot of fun. The hardest part was cheering at the
wrestling meets. Secretly they turned me on. Most of those guy had great bods,
and they were clearly emphasized in their tight singlets. On many occasions
the action would get me very hot as I watched and cheered. Ocassionally one of
the wrestlers would get an errection. I dont think it was because they were
gay. Just they were young, fit, and dressed in silk, and the body contact
aroused them unintentionally. The girls would giggle about it, but I was
extremely fascinated, and wondered how it must have felt for the guy. Usually
theyd just look really focused,and pull down their tights on their legs. Or
hunch over in attempt to hide it..This usually sent me running to the girls
room for a change of panties. Those silky light colored granny panties we wore
did nothing to hide a wet spot. I started wearing two pairs to wrestling
meets, just to be safe.

I had 2 long term boyfriends in high school, and I never told either my lust
for wrestling. I guess I felt weird about it. You know what I mean. How could
something just as a recreational sport , meant to be innocent, strictly for
sport turn me on so much. I guess it kinda made me feel perverted. So I always
kept it to myself.

So I always wondered what it was like to wrestle against another girl. Of
course back in high school when I graduated in 1987,we didnt have internet, so
I could never really explore wrestling as a fetish, so my curiosity and
imagination ran wild.

Well , the summer after graduation, I was getting ready to go to college. It
was July, and my parents were in phoenix for the weekend. It must have been
over 100 degrees in Scottsdale that summer. Luckily we had a very nice large
pool in the back yard. My friend Janice came over that day to go swimming. So
we were getting ready to go out and swim and were in the kitchen making some
daquiris. We both had on our swimsuits. Hers was lime green, and mine was
light silver. they both were t Lycra and were one piece. All I could think
about was wrestling her for some reason, but I had to make it look innocent,
and just for fun.

Janice was about my size. I met her years before in gymnastics. Because of
sports we both had killer bods. Janice was a beautiful hispanic girl, and a
good friend for over 10 years. Well after 2 daquiris I made my move.

I grabbed Janice's bicep muscle and gave it a squeeze. I said wow, I didnt
know you had these. Yeah pretty strong she said, yours look pretty toned too.
Wanna armwrestle? I blurted out even surprising myself. Okay she said, and we
set up at the table. Before we started I could feel my heart pound. I was
getting a feeling of arousal to test my strength against Janice . I dont know
why it was so erotic, it just was. After we gripped hands I could feel that
she was clearly stronger than me. I could see she was kinda gigling , which
made me feel she had even more power than what she was showing. She finished
me off rather quickly. She threw her arms in the air and gloated, saying Im
the champion, and laughing. I said well, I bet you cant beat me in a real
wrestling match. She came right up to my face ,sneered ,and said Youre on.We
moved back the furniture in the back living room, and pulled out some of my
old mats from gymnastics from the garage , and got ready to wrestle.

Okay now honestly the anticipation was killing me. I couldnt wait to wrestle
her. I was getting way turned on, and I didnt quite know why. My nipples began
poking through my swimsuit, and I felt my privates getting hot , tingly, and
wet.

We began to wrestle, and Jessica was a little stronger, more competitive,
faster and more aggressive than I was. I guess that turned me on alot, getting
controled and outwrestled by another girl, under the pretenses of being
innocent is intensely erotic.We didnt really have any skill, it was just roll
all over the mats trying to pin each other. She did pin me like 5 times in
probably 20 minutes, and I was unable to pin her. My last time getting pinned
, she held me there for what had to be atleast 3 minutes. She kept taunting me
saying things like, is that all you got Jess, Geez I thought you were stronger
than that, Say I give, and Ill let you up.I acted like I was upset I was
getting treated like this. I bucked and squirmed and layed there pinned to the
mat. It was so hot and sexy, Ill never get over it. I could have laid there
pinned all weekend. Finally Janice got off me and said , dont worry, I have 3
brothers, thats how I learned to wrestle. I then noticed, Janice looked at
this tussle strictly as fun. I looked down at myself and noticed my crotch
area . the light silver area was now dark silver. I was completely wet through
my swimsuit. I pulled out the huge wedgie I got from the match, and headed
straight for the pool before Janice noticed my tell-tale spot. I must have
masturbated over that 100 times that summer before going off to college.I knew
one day, I couldnt wait to try it again. Janice and I went our seperate ways
in college,but that one day in my living room definately helped shape what I
am today.

Well college went by without any more wrestling. I had a million and one
inhibitions and just didnt know how to approach a subject like wrestling
women, or even bringing it up for that matter. I saw the occasional ladies
match on television, and they always interested me. Anyway, I got my degree in
sports medicine, and met my husband Michael , who was a computer science
major.

We were young newleyweds, and we were living the good life. Michael landed a
very high salary job and we moved to Houston. I began working in a fitness
center. Although I didnt need the job financially, I liked it alot. I worked
as an aerobics instructor/ personal trainer and nutritionist. I put on muscle
and toned up. I got up to 140 lbs, and worked strictly for definiton there
after. So at 5 ft 9, I am a healthy girl.

I had a few small modeling contracts, but gave them up, because I had to leave
town all the time. It was really putting a damper on my job and my marriage.
Alot of people say I look like Ali Landry, you know,, the Doritos girl. Which
is a compliment because I think she is beautiful.In the wrestling world, I
most resemble Kimberly Page.

Anyhow, I had completely given up on wrestling entirely until I met joyce.
Joyce was a nice and attractive woman in her mid 20s. She came into the gym,
and started a membership. She was asking me about a training regimen to get in
great shape for her wrestling league. Whoa, I couldnt believe what she had
told me. From that point on, I asked all the questions.

I found out that in Houston there were wrestling leagues for ladies and men.
They put on live shows and were completely legit. They had characters, ring,
announcers, referee,belts, costumes, dressing rooms. They did shows every
Friday night also.

That thursday, Joyce came in near closing time around 7pm and I kept her
talking until all of the customers left. I said you know, probably the best
training for wrestling is wrestling. She said , Yeah, I wish I had a partner
to practice with. I said well, what the heck, Ill wrestle ya.

And just like that we were on our way upstairs. I locked up while she got
ready.The room upstairs has mats laid out on the floor, so there was nothing
to set up really. When I got back upstairs , I found Joyce had changed into a
body hugging spandex wrestling suit, that left very little to the imagination.
Well , two could play that game. I went in the restroom and stripped down to a
sports bra , and some yellow satin panties.

We wrestled for probably an hour. I was actually better than her, and that was
aweome. Although she got me in some holds, and even pinned me once , I got the
better of the match.She then said that I should join her wrestling League, and
gave me instructions where to go, and who to see.

I went home that night horny as hell. I knew I found something that I needed
in my life. I came home and told Michael about what had happened, he wasnt
nearly as enthusiatic as I thought he would be. Oh well, it wasnt for him
anyway, it was for me.

So that week, I had wrestling on my mind every minute. If you are wondering if
my match with Joyce turned me on, ABSOLOUTLY. I couldnt wait to get a shot at
it again. Finally Friday arrived, I drove to Houston and watched the wrestling
show. I watched all of the matches, and knew I had to be part of it somehow.
There were about 200 guests, and they were wild and rowdy. The wrestlers all
wore very appealing and skimpy attire. I felt like a lost kid that finally
found her calling.

After the show , I got to talk with the promoter, and told him Id like to join
his league. He looked me up and down ,and said, Hey wed like to have you. He
had me meet with the ladies trainer , Myra, and I even met some of the
wrestlers. He had me sign some papers, told me about the whole buisness
aspect, and I was hired.

Myra showed me all of the holds, how to fall, how to act, how to apply holds,
how to play the crowds, etc etc. My training lasted for 3 weeks and then I had
my first match.

Now I will admit , alot of wrestling is choreographed, and has fixed endings,
but not ALL.

The promoter decided to bill me as a good girl. He said I had the all american
girl looks. Tall, brown hair and eyes, pretty. Also, I felt really great I had
been working out so hard I felt really comfortable showing my body off.

I followed the promoters advice and wrestled under the name of Jessica
Justice. It was kind of like Americana from Glow. Id go out with a flag
chanting USA USA. I really liked it.

I was told of a seamstress in town who did all of the work for our costumes
and all of our accessories. I had her make me a singlet out of a light blue
spandex material.It had stars on the stomach, said justice on the back , and
USA on the chest. It was cut high on the thigh, and on my outer delts. I also
got some red wrestling boots and elbow pads.

I really liked the suit, it accentuated my EVERY curve, and it made me feel a
little naughty sliding into it.

My first match came the following friday, and it was actually against Joyce.
We went over the moves,and we decided that I would win, to break into the
company well. I was excited all week, and Friday night finally came. We had a
decent match, It lasted just over 7 minutes. I wasnt nervous at all, and
honestly really liked all those eyes on me when I was out there wrestling. The
crowd really loved me. I pinned Joyce, and although it was fun, Joyce really
wasnt much competition.

Sadly for me, Joyce was one of the better wrestlers here. I had a long series
of boring matches. That is really hard to act out.So as I got better and
better, the competition didnt seem to. It was mostly pasty out of shape women
, or little cuties who had no clue what they were doing. I had some women who
would give me a test, but they never beat me.

I started to wonder why I stayed there. Actually the most interesting thing
about it was the fans. Belive me there were a few that were really into it.

My second year I was approached by 4 different women to have private
matches.Now these were attractive middle aged women who had husband and jobs,
that just wanted to wrestle with me. One of which wanted me to wrestle her
really hard while her husband watched. I took all 4 up on their offers and had
a very fun time doing so, but I never took the money they offered. They just
simply wanted to wrestle, but not publicly. Yes the attire was very risque,
yes it was probably for sexual reasoning, but it was innocet clean and fun.
Did it turn me on? Very much so.

My matches back at the auditorium werent so fun. The crowds did get bigger,
but that was about it. The competition really stunk, and I did more acting in
the ring than wrestling. I had become the federation ladies champion. I even
had the title belt and carried it to the ring every match.

My 3RD Year there turned out quite boring. I would only go to about a 3rd of
the shows. My interest in wrestling was deminishing. That year we got
irternet, and I started ordering wrestling tapes that I liked. Although I
liked my alter ego of Jessica Justice all the fans and the wrestling world, I
was ready to give it up. That year Michaels job moved him to Seattle and this
concreted my decision.

We had about a month to go in Houston and I was getting ready to say goodbye
to Jessica justice, Then walked in Jasmine. Jasmine took my breath away.

She was as tall as I was. 5ft9 she weighed 140 lbs, she was all striated
muscle. not bulky, really classy looking. She was a light skinned jamaican
lady. her hair was long, straight and jet black. She had a thick Jamaican
accent. She looked very strong and confident. She wanted to sign up as a
wrestler , My heart beat nearly out of control.Gosh I was excited.

We went back to the training area, and I put on my whole jessica justice
outfit complete with belt and all, and we went over some moves. I then said
hey , do you wanna just freestyle it for a little while , feel each other out?
I knew that black women were tough, although , I had never wrestled one, and
generally black women intimidate white women, so I was really eager to wrestle
her and find out for myself. She agreed to a freestyle match,and we began to
wrestle. Okay, let me tell you. this lady was fast, she was SOO strong too.
she must have had me pinned 10 times in those 30 minutes.I couldnt even break
her holds, pin her? forget it. If I ever had forgot what attratced me to
wrestling , this was it. I wasnt able to do anything with her. she countered
every thing. broke my holds easily and completely dominated me. I needed this
so bad. Every time she pinned me, shed say , I think I have pinned you ,wanna
go another fall champ? and I did. I was feeling 101 kinds of ecstacy, and I
loved it. I figured what an awesome grand finale it would be before I left the
federation to have this beautiful black lady dominate the invincible Jessica
Justice in front of all of her fans publicly. I had to wonder to myself how
many white ladies in the old days down south had wrestled the black lady
slaves in private matches , dressed only in their silk nighties, perhaps with
their husbands watching. I have to highly recomend to all of you white girls
who like wrestling, have a match with a black lady, youll really enjoy it,
just dont count on winning.

I convinced the promoter to have her wrestle me for my last match. He was
reluctant ,saying shes brand new, she hasnt earned a title shot, but I said,
we can make it like Rocky where the champ gives a no name a shot. He agreed to
it, but said go easy on her. This, and because all of the other ladies found
some excuse not to wrestle against her.

Go easy on her? yeah right, she was going to destroy me while everyone
watched. I was the only one who knew it though. The next 2 weeks that led up
to the match were sheer excitement for me. I was so turned on all of the time.
this would be my last match, , the last chance to see me wrestle, so we
expected to have a full venue of my fans.

I called alot of people and invited them to the match. I had my husband
promiss to be there , even though he rarely went. I had Joyce act as my
manager to distract the ref in case i was getting pinned. The promoter told us
to make the match last 10 minutes long. He also said we would have 5 second
pinfalls. they recently had alot of complaints that the 3 was counted too
fast, so they made it a five second pin. He let me choreograph the match. I
told Jasmine Just wrestle me as hard as you can for 10 minutes. Lets do it
totally real. She smiled and said Gladly. But dont pin me before the 10
minutes no matter what. She agreed .

I now had the match of my dreams set up. I heard alot of rumors from the other
girls too. Like , Jasmine was a lesbian , Jasmine was a dominatrix, I didnt
care, I knew what I needed from her.

I swore off sex for 2 weeks. I wanted all of my sexual energy. I worked out
hard to be in absolout top form for the match. As the match neared, I got
hornier and hornier, But , I didnt allow myself any relief. I wanted it this
way.

I had the seamstress make me a new outfit. I asked her for the thinnest
spandex she could possibly find.I wanted it cut into a singlet in a light
shade of pink. Shiny, Thin, flimsy, and silky,,. I wanted the legs cut high.
way high. Like not quite able to cover my butt cheeks high. I wanted jessica
justice written across the butt. So every one would have to stare at my buns
to read it. I wanted holes cut along the side. the seamstres Gwen said, if I
do that, there wont be anyhere to hide your panties. Thats the point I
cantered, there wont be any panties. I also wanted the singlet 2 sizes to
small. I wanted USA written across the chest , cut low at the delts and the
neck. I had designed the ultimate sexy wrestling suit. I also ordered pink
boots. and pink elbow pads.

The day of the match arrived and I picked up my outfit, and changed into it to
try it on. Oh my god it was sexy. I got turned on just looking at it, Let
alone slipping into it.Anything vicorias secret could ever make couldnt come
close to being this sexy. Gwen asked. Youre going to wrestle in that? yes I
said. In public Gwen asked surprised? yes. She gave me a knowing smile, as if
to say, wow, you are some kind of exhibitionist. You could totally see the
outline of my womanhood under the thin fabric. My nipples jutted out right as
I slid into the suit. I knew I had better take it off right away before I got
the crotch wet. Too late, Gwen acted like she was making some adjustments. my
butt was almost totally on display. the thin fabric did little to hide my
toned shapely glutes. Gwen kept pulling the leggings down around my crotch,
but my suit kept winning the battle of tug of war. I was getting incredibly
turned on in the process, and Gwen knew it too.

From there, I went to executive tans, I got a full waxing, and then laid nude
in the tanning bed. I wanted my butt to be a nice golden tan, being that it
would be on display tonight. I then got a manicure and pedicure. Then I went
to the salon to get my hair teased and highlighted. I finished up my errands
with a nice spa and massage, which was damn erotic being that I knew the lady
rubbing oil into my thighs was a lesbian, and she may have been rubbing to see
how much I could take.. I then had 2 margaritas and drove to the auditorium.
There were already loads of cars there and it was an hour before the show was
to begin.

I got in the dressing room and saw that Jasmine was already there. She was
doing push ups and curling weights. She had a stern focused look on her face.
Her body was totally ripped and pumped. she was wearing a tight wrestling
singlet. it was black and green leather and said Jamaica on it. She gave me a
quick and intimidating glance, and said tonight, I own you , little white
girl. I was scared, but fiercely turned on by that statement.

I looked at the promotional banner. It had our statistics on it. We were both
the same height, 5ft9 same weigh 140, same age 32.We were both C cups as well.
We looked to be pretty evenly matched. I was slated as a 10-1 favorite. Gosh
if they only knew.

An hour later, we got called to the ring. She went out first. The system
played a loud dancehall reagee song for her with a really sharp and catchy
hook. I heard the audience booing her pretty badly. The my song came on. Born
in the USA. I came out and paraded down the aisle. slapping hands with
everyone and having fun with my fans. Then I finally made it in the ring. We
disrobed and everyone saw my sexy little pink singlet. my god it was sexy.
They also saw Jasmine disrobe and saw all of her muscle poured into her
leather singlet. They must have known that their sweet little Jessica may have
been in a little bit of trouble.Michael gave me a concerned look, as if to
say, how in the hell do you plan on pinning her jess. We both kinda knew I was
in hot water.

It was the classic match. It had all the elements. Good vs bad, champ vs
challenger, usa vs Jamaica, Black vs white, rookie vs veteran, and all this
flavor was making me downright horny. My nipples had hardened, and looked like
bullets trying to press through my thin pink spandex top. Oh I forgot to
mention, I wore no bra or panties. Under my singlet was just an extremely
horny sexy lady.

Jasmine didnt look too impressed. She was just glaring at me from across the
ring . She had a really determined look on her face. The referree did the
traditional pat down weapons search before the match.The referee was a pretty
tough looking Mexican lady named Maria. I dont know if she liked my new
outfit, or she thought I was trying to smuggle something into the match,
because she patted me down excessively. I couldnt have snuck a needle into
that match by the time she was done. But hey, I enjoyed it as much as she did.
Then the instructions were read. Jasmine and I were inches away staring each
other down. My gosh this lady intimidated me. There was no way in hell I would
be able to pin those muscular shoulders to the mat. We stepped back and to our
corners then the bell rang. Maria yelled , WRESTLE, and we approached each
other. I put both hands up for a test of strength. Big mistake. She walked me
back to my corner clearly overpowering me, before letting my hands go. I then
grabbed my flag and hopped out of the ring waving it around chanting USA USA,
and getting my fans support.

I put the flag back and slid back into the ring. Showing a complete lack of
judgement, I put my hands up for another test of strength. this one proved to
have the same result. She put me on my back and held me there with just
holding my hands. She let me up and again I ran out of the ring . I this time
grabbed my title belt raised it over my head and chanted USA USA. Now the
crowd was roaring the chant back, knowin their sweet Jessica needed all the
support she could get, because she was in way over her head with this
beautiful black lady.

I rolled back in the ring just to beat the 10 count , then rolled back out.
This time I retied my bootlace. I bent over to tie it, and my super high cut
singlet rocketed right up my butt. I finished tying my boot before I pulled
the thin spandex wedgie out. I rolled back into the ring and tried to wrestle
with Jasmine. She controlled me pretty easy,she grabbed me in a bear hug. I
tried all I could to break her bear hug ,but had no chance. Mercifully she put
me back on my feet. She then grabbed a handful of pink spandex on my hip and
suplexed me pretty gently. This caused my singlet to get pulled deep into my
tanned buns, and leave my right butt cheek totally visible. I crawled away
into the corner and begged her in front of everyone on my knees for a little
mercy. She didnt look like she was going to give any , I got to my feet and
back peddled to the other side of the ring with her walking after me. I rolled
out of the ring and started my USA USA chant again, but this time she came
chasing after me. I ran. She chased me around the ring twice before catching
me. and when she did, she threw me back into the ring again using my singlet.
Now both of my buttcheeks were left free to the wind, and my wedgie was deep
up my tight tanned round ass, and you know what.. it felt good. Still, I took
an opportunity to complain to the ref, that she was pulling my tights.I
continued the match with my wedgie, although I didnt have much chance to pull
it out. From then Jasmine was all over me. It was like a 2 woman sex act.both
wearing extremely risque attire. Tussling in front of an entire audience. and
getting totally dominated. Being that I was the champ and getting cheered for
made it even better for mr . She wrapped her legs around me, scissored me,
suplexed me, My favorite thing she would do is hold me pinned, and right
before the ref would do the 5 count,. she would let me up.Id wrap my legs
around her waist, and try to squeez. This did nothing to her, but made me even
hornier. And Im sure you ladies could imagine how good it must have felt ,
wearing thin spandex and squeezing onto a black leather catsuit. At that
moment I, couldnt help but wishing she had a big stiff dick. She wasnt out to
hurt me, just humiliate and dominate me. She brought me back to my feet. She
gave me a belly to belly suplex, and it was very erotic the way she held me
close. She then rolled me over onto my tummy and sat down on my tushy. she
took turns pulling my legs back , and contolling my lower body.she then rolled
me back over on my buns, and held me in a schoolirl pin, Joyce distracted the
referee, and Jasmine held me pinned for a good 30 seconds, as I kicked and
bucked and squirmed. Then the referree came back, and Jasmine let me up . We
locked collar and elbow , and she had me on my back in no time,. She had me
this time in a grapevine pin and Joyce distracted the ref again to keep the
match alive. Then Maria told Joyce that if she distracted the match again that
she was going to kick her white ass. Joyce wisely listened and walked away
from ringside. I continued my match on the bottom of the black muscle goddess.
The only hold I was able to apply was scissors. I even lost at that too when
Jasmine scissored me crotch to crotch. I almost lost it and had an orgasm from
the grinding. I had 3 fights going on at that point. 1 wrestling Jasmine, 2.
keeping my singlet out of my tush, 3. keeping my singlets crotch dry,, well
needless to say, I was losing all 3 battles quite handedly. Another thing
about Jasmine, she talked sternly to me during the match, as if she was
scolding me. It was actually quite hot.

Then she gently body slammed me. I knew she got her hand wet when she did,
because believe me, I was soaked. S he then grabbed ahold of me around my
tummy . her arm felt like an anaconda, why even try to fight it. She pulled me
down sitting in a full nelson and rolled me back. she did this for a few
minutes always breaking before the 5 count was reached. She then dragged me
over to the ring post and hopped on the outside of the ring. She pulled my
legs from the outer post and pulled my pussy right into the ring post. she did
this over and over until she got bored with it. I most certainly didnt get
bored of it. getting my pussy grinded on the ringpost got me close to orgasm,
and I was moaning at the top of my lungs, and not in a painful way.She then
let up, and to my surprise, she continued raking my pussy, this time using the
second ring rope.. She came back in the ring and spread my legs apart. she
acted like she was going to kick me in the crotch. I begged, No please .please
dont, ill do anything. She made me kiss her wrestling boot in front of all my
fans. She kept my legs spread wide and continued working over my inner thighs,
using her feet and her elbows. I noticed she wasnt trying to make it hurt,
which was definately nice of her.She stood me up and got me in a full nelson,
and brought me back to the corner. She tossed me over her shoulder and walked
me around the ring like a predator with her prey as my fans booed her.. She
then put me back on my feet and we went back to back. locked in to see who
could flip the other. Of course she won. I was doing nothing to challenge her
at all. She had me beat from the jump and we both knew it. She put me back on
my tummy and camel clutched me.. she pulled me back by my pig tails , and
said, had enough white girl. You are too weak. Im done toying with you white
girl I guess she got tired of the match, because she rolled me back onto my
tummy and put me over her knee. She spanked me like a naughty little girl
while all my fans watched. She was very firm with me, and that was hot. She
then rolled me over and wrapped her legs around my left leg, pulled back my
right leg to my chest and pinned me. this time for real. 1,2,3,4,5. I was
pinned. It was over. I LOST.

Just as Maria was raising her arm in victory , the promoter came into the
ring, and said that she was disqualified. She had stayed out of the ring for
more than 10 seconds. This must have been when she was raking my pussy across
the ringpost from the outside. So he then raised my arm in victory.

He said ladies and gentlemen your winner and champion Jessica Justice. the
crowd cheered, but it was obvious to everyone that I didnt have a snowballs
chance in hell against that woman and the decision was total bs. As I walked
out of the ring , and down the aisles, I could see the looks on all of the
audiences faces. They all were looking like they just watched an obscene
spectacle. Truth be told, they had. Although it was under the pretenses of a
competitve sport, it was a very erotic encounter between 2 ladies. It was
over. Or at least I thought it was. When I got back to the locker room, I
began to undress to change and go home. I threw my outfit into my gym bag, I
figured Id wear it for Michael,and he could worship the unbeatable Jessica
Justice for foreplay. but Jasmine pulled it out of my bag. She held up the
outfit in front of the light. She then read the name Jessica Justice written
across the back. She saw my moistness that I left on the suit. It was quite
apparent that I enjoyed the match sexually.She then walked away

laughing . I put a towel around myself , and began putting lotion on my legs.
Jasmine was busy doing something behind the partition. I soon found out what.
She camed out just as I was walking to the shower. She was wearing a black
latex dominatrix outfit, and a huge strap on. She said in her deep Jamaican
accent,, Thees eez a deek honey... Wow, it was like no dick I ever saw, It was
humungous.. then she said you seem to be in very bad need of some deek. I
agreed I was. She then started pumping the big thick peice of rubber with
Lube. Like I needed that, yeah right. She then grabbed me by the wrists and
backpeddled me on to the couch. I tried to protest a little, because I always
like a good little tussle before sex. She then pinned me again. But this time
she pulled out a pair of fuzzy handcuffs. She handcffed both of my hands
around a pipe on the wall over my head with me laying on the couch on my
back,. Then we began to leg wrestle. she easily took care of me in this
departmet as well. Then I felt that huge deek she was talking about. I
wondered how in the heck Id fit that in my tight little pussy, but I really
wanted to give it a try. I didnt have much time to figure it out though, She
took control. She inched it inside of me, thank god for lube. She pushed anlke
to ankle with me to force my legs apart wide, and then began jackhammering me.
I came right away. She continued screwing my brains out, harder faster deeper
and more rythymatically then I ever dreamed possible.I cant even count the
orgasms I had hat 20 minutes it was like a huge multiple orgasm. She then
unstrapped the dildo leaving it inside of me. She threw on an overcoat and
prepared to leave. she then put my championship belt over my shoulder and said
have a good day champ. She went outside and told my fans that I was ready to
see them.When they arrived they found a handcuffed Jessica on the couch, belt
over my shoulder, with an enormous dildo inside of me. I was still orgasming.

Well, Jasmine gave me exactly what I had always craved. That was years ago, I
just thought Id share it with others who may appreciate an erotic wrestling
encounter..