Jen vs Drew




This is a true account of my most recent wrestling encounter with my wife,
Jen. This match happened within the past month. Jen is 42 years old, 5'4
roughly 138lbs and to me she is more beautiful now than ever. Jen over the
years has been on and off with her working out and in recent months has
slacked off. You couldn't tell it to look at her, but being around her as I am
I know her schedule, she has slacked off a lot for some time now. Even with
that , you can see the toned feminine muscles in her legs, t hey are amazing
and look as strong as ever. I am now 45, 5'6 168lbs. I have been in recent
months been working out which is not the norm over the years but I have
decided to work on my health and keep my appearance as well as I can as a busy
45 year old. My upper body is definitely showing improvement during these
months.

So on to the events, we were on our bed, me wearing shorts and a tank top, Jen
in leggings and a tanktop and we started playing around. This turned into a
slowly aggressive yet playful struggle with each other and headed into a
wrestling match. I forced her to her back and was on top but not without an
intense resistance from Jen. Then, I playfully started to tickle her which
really sent her into a new level of aggression and irritation, she hates to be
tickled. As soon as I started tickling her she got serious and so did the play
wrestling match. The match intensified and though I had Jen on her back she
had her thighs around my head and the struggle was intense enough for her to
pause for a moment and ask if I was ok. I said, what? Are you ok, your face is
really pale she said. I said I was fine and the struggle continued. Next thing
I know my tank top is ripping as we struggle with each other. This caused a
brief pause as she said that's one of the shirts the kids made for you, I
said, we can fix it. She then said, lets get naked and do this, and of course
I agreed to be naked with my wife.

With our cloths now off we start going at it and once again I get Jen on her
back and in a controlling position. I am feeling pretty good about how in
control of the match I have been to this point as once again I am in the
dominant position, but at the same time Jen just would not submit or give in
at all. This current struggle along with the struggle we had with cloths on
has been about 15-20 minutes worth of wrestling with pretty constant strain,
resistance and struggle with each other. I maintain my hold hoping Jen would
just give in and I would finally get my first victory over her. But that
submission by her never came. With fatigue setting in on my side and Jens
amazing flexibility advantage, somehow she manages to bend and twist her body
and legs to the point she was trying to trap me in her leg scissors. This
seemed to happen so quickly its hard to figure exactly how she managed to get
her legs involved in the match. We are both fully aware from past matches that
for her to win she has to get her legs involved and for me to stand a chance
against her I have to avoid her legs. A task that is not very easy to
accomplish. Somehow she managed to grip my arm pulling me down as she got both
her legs up and freed and wrapped them around my head. Shocked that she was
able to do this and concerned of this new situation I let out a loud, NOOOOO!
But it was too late. As much as I tried my best to avoid her legs, I found
myself trapped in her strong but soft feminine thighs. With all my strength I
start trying to free my arm she has her grasp on, as I did she grabbed it with
both hands. I put more energy into pulling my arm free but soon found out that
her 2 hand grip was stronger than my arm trying to free itself while trapped
in her thighs. My breathing is deep and heavy and fast as I my stamina is
wearing down fast. I finally took a break from my struggling and catch my
breath. With Jen being in better physical conditioning than me she didn't need
the rest as I was taking and she took advantage of my lack of struggle and
secures her scissors hold and arm hold tighter and stronger. Feeling that
added pressure on my head adds a level of fear in me and I start struggling to
free myself again with all my might putting what is left of my energy into
escaping the wrath of her thighs. Jen responds with her own added strength and
resistance to keep me trapped. For the next several minutes we pit strength
and energy against each other with all our might.

Again I pause to catch my breath, my head feeling hot, breathing fast and
heavy, strength fading fast and mentally defeated. Not only does it appear to
me that I am getting weaker, but it seems Jen is not losing her strength as
fast as I am losing mine. But even more mentally challenging for me, I had
her, I was dominating the match only to find myself trapped in her thighs once
again. The previous fights of me being trapped in her thighs run through my
head and of course the ultimate out come of those matches as well. Though my
resistance and struggle ceased again, Jen did not stop attacking and continued
to crush my head and grip my arm while I lay t here breathing heavy and
feeling the pressure.

Then slowly but affectively Jen was moving herself and positioning me so she
can sit atop me. My exhaustion clear to both of us as she turns her head
scissors into her sitting high on my chest, my arms held uselessly and easily
trapped. Panic strikes me as her naked body sits on my exhausted naked body.
My struggles to get her off of me begin but with each struggling move I make I
felt her sliding closer to my face. All I could think of as if it was
happening in slow motion was a sliding door of a ceiling closing shut. Her
pubic hairs now touching and tickling my chin, her inner thighs close to her
woman hood continue sliding forward. It seemed once this move was in motion it
never stopped and then I felt her woman hood on my mouth and is now being
smothered by her. I notice she was very, very excited by the action as she was
really wet. With her sexual excitement through the roof she commands me to
start licking. First I deny her but as my exhaustion was now highlighted with
a lack of oxygen. I hear her again, "submit to me by licking me". Mentally and
physically I was defeated, dominated and exhausted. Finally I comply by
worshipping her sex with my tongue. She maintained her position on top of me
for not 1 but 2 orgasms.

Finally Jen gets up to go to the bathroom and get a drink of water and says, I
am still the undefeated champion in this house. She comes back to bed and way
lay together, reflect on and talk about the match we just had. She said the
tickleing pissed me off and I gave my all to defeat you. I admitted that I was
impressive because I gave my all to finally win a match but you out lasted me.
I had nothing left in my tank. Jen smiled and said, I had some more but not
much.

A little later we went outside and she said her legs were really sore from
squeezing you so tight and she admitted that she needs to get back to working
out again. Then she said, since it was my legs that ultimately defeated you
and they are sore you should show them respect and massage the soreness from
them. So we went back to the bed and she said, you can massage them after you
kiss all of my legs starting at the feet. I happily agreed to do it and
worship the legs that dominated me.

The next day I texted her saying, "you really kicked my ass last night. I have
a broken blood vessel in my ear from your head scissors, a scratch on my face,
probably from a ring, a bruise on my arm where she grasped it. A pulled muscle
in forearm from trying to free it from your grasp, my neck was stiff and sore
from your thighs and my body in general is sore. I feel like I just played a
football game with NFL players". She giggled on her text back to me and said,
"yes, I did kick your ass, but I too am sore. You gave your all and it was
fun, but your all was not good enough to beat me". Though Jen is not arrogant
in her victories, over me but she does enjoy to make an occasional comment
about being the champion, or undefeated or how she can kick my butt. I have to
admit, I really thought that since I have been working out and she has slacked
off that I would win. Being a good sport, I congratulated her and we both gave
it our all but she outlasted me, out muscled me and kept her title and
unblemished record against me. She agreed but added "there was no way i was
going to give up, and I know if I made the match longer you would wear down
and weaken before me". Boy was she right about that.

I look forward to new challenges with her, the matches are fun, exciting and
great foreplay, not to mention the workout they provide. Hopefully this will
increase her interest in wrestling more often and we can enjoy more and more
together.

I hope you enjoyed reading this and if you would like to make a comment I
would enjoy hearing from you, please send comments to diverdude66@yahoo.com.