My Wrestling Match With Susan 
By Jerry, BSM16@hotmail.com
A beach touch football game leads to a heated wrestling match


Prologue

I am an English teacher in my town's high school which is 
located in a Miami suburb.  We recently had a 10th grade class 
outing at a local beach resort as the school year was winding 
down.  From the boardwalk, I witnessed some of the boys and 
girls having a good time on the beach front.  This was the age 
(mostly 16 year-olds) when the bodies began to show changes as 
adulthood approached and boys and girls began to separate as far 
as physical attributes were concerned.  I was watching a group 
of 3 boys and 3 girls play wrestling against each other and 
noticed that one of the girls had defeated one of the boys as 
the others were cheering and laughing.  This brought me back to 
a day in my own youth when I was that poor lad on the bottom, 
but nevertheless it was an exhilarating experience which I will 
never forget as I recount my story. 

At the Beach

It was a hot July day about 30 years ago when I just turned 17 
years of age, as Billy, Sid and I went to the local beach to go 
swimming and enjoy the sun.  We had just graduated from 10th 
grade.  We brought blankets and packed away lunches and various 
items like a frisbee, a football and a volleyball.  
Coincidentally, three girls from our class were nearby and we 
asked them if we could join them, and they agreed.  

We brought our stuff over to where they set up and we sat around 
talking for a while.    We boys were all about the same size and 
weight as each other, about 5'5" to 5'7'' and 130 to 140lbs.  
None of us showed much in physical maturity as we all had 
slender, boyish figures without much, if any muscularity.  In 
other words, we were typical mid-teenage boys as our bodies did 
not begin to "fill-out" yet.  The girls, Susan, Janie and Linda, 
on the other hand had begun to mature as their figures showed 
significant breast development and "curves" appeared in the 
right places as their hips and behinds were wider than their 
waistlines which were narrow.  They also were relatively the 
same as us in height and weight.  This was before the time of 
body building, health spas, weight lifting, steroids and the 
like, so not a one of us looked like an Olympic athlete.  There 
was no shame if boys had no muscles to speak of, thankfully.  

We soon started a friendly touch football game, boys against the 
girls.  Billy was the quarterback as Sid and I went out for 
passes.  We were guarded by Linda and Susan, respectively.  I 
caught a deep pass as Susan could not quite keep up with my 
speed on the play.  She playfully pushed me after I scored and 
told me that that was the last pass I would catch the rest of 
the game.  I laughed and she smiled. 

Now the girls were on offense.  Janie played quarterback and I 
guarded Susan as Billy guarded Linda.  Susan did a stop and go 
pattern and I had fallen for the stop move, Janie threw a 
beautiful pass as Susan caught the ball, but had to stop for it 
allowing me to catch up to her.  She gave me a fake and I lunged 
for her but missed as she scored the tying touchdown.  I smiled 
admirably as she reciprocated.  

The game continued and the score was tied at 3 touchdowns for 
each team.  The girls were surprisingly good athletes.  It was 
now our ball.  Billy threw me a short pass on the sideline that 
was not thrown that well.  Susan, who was still guarding me, and 
I arrived at the ball at the same time and both of us got our 
hands on it.  We both yanked at it trying to tear it away from 
each other.  Susan won the tug of war, as she pulled the ball 
from me and began to run with the interception and I fell to the 
ground in a futile attempt to tag her.  Susan outran Billy to 
the end zone to win the game for the girls.  

We went back to our beach blankets to grab a soda from the 
cooler.  We had a good-natured heated discussion of the game as 
we demanded a rematch.  The girls said they would but did not 
feel like "beating" us again as our egos couldn't handle a 
second loss in one day.  Then Susan said, and I'll never forget 
this, "Hey Jerry, how did it feel for a big man like you to let 
a little girl pull the ball right out of your arms and cost your 
team the game".  My response was the typical boy versus girl, "I 
didn't pull as hard as I could because I didn't want to hurt 
you".  The two boys in unison said "Yea".  The girls said we 
were full of it.  I said "tell you what Susan, let's wrestle and 
see how tough you are".  I really didn't expect her to jump up 
and say "let's do it big man!"

We both stood up facing each other.  I was dressed in my blue 
bathing suit and Susan was wearing a one-piece black bathing 
suit.  The others gathered around and started rooting.  I now 
had to defend my (and the other boys) honor.  Susan was the 
largest of the girls as we were virtually the same size weighing 
about 130 lbs. but I still had an inch on her as I was 5'6" to 
her 5'5.  We grabbed each other's hands and both of us began to 
exert pressure.  She and I strained to get an advantage for a 
few seconds and, surprisingly, my wrists were being turned 
backwards.  I was able to push her off to try another tactic.  
The guys were riding me and telling me to stop fooling around.  
The girls were egging Susan on to flatten me.  I tried to tackle 
her low and as I grabbed her she got me in a headlock.  She 
started to squeeze very hard as my face apparently was turning 
red.  The girls were laughing as Susan was walking with me in a 
circle.  I could not break her grip no matter how hard I 
strained to separate her arms from my head.  I felt that I was 
getting tired and was losing strength.  I think Susan felt my 
decreasing resistance and finally forced me down in the sand on 
my back.  She finally released my head and grabbed by hands as 
she straddled me.  She pinned my arms down and asked me if I 
give up.  I wasn't smiling anymore as I was being embarrassed 
and tried to gather one last effort to push her off me and 
reverse the situation.  I took a deep breath and pushed as hard 
as I could, but amazingly Susan must have sensed my desperation 
and increased her force on my arms and I failed to budge her.  
She asked me again if I give up.  My buddies were pleading with 
me to do something as the girls continued to cheer Susan on.  I 
realized that Susan was stronger than me and I was too exhausted 
to mount another counter measure.  I was pinned fair and square 
and I submitted to Susan.  She smiled down on me and told me 
that anytime I wanted a rematch she would gladly give it to me.  
Then, while still sitting on me, she flexed her biceps, and 
although her arms were not thin, they did not show any 
noticeable bulges at all.  

After she let me up, I re-joined my friends who had smirks on 
their faces.  I told them that they shouldn't be such wise guys 
as Susan or maybe the other girls could do the same to them.  
The wrestling tournament was over as my buddies probably thought 
better of risking their reputations as I already lost mine.  We 
continued to have a good time, however, as the day went on.  The 
last thing I did, however was to ask Susan out for a date as I 
was now very much attracted to her.  She kindly agreed to go out 
with me and the date was set for the coming Friday.  That 
evening as I was about to take my shower, I posed in front of 
the mirror and did the biceps pose.  I had no sign of any muscle 
in either arm.  Thinking back to events of the day, I realized 
that her arms were significantly larger than mine, and that 
could explain how I lost our match so easily.  As a matter of 
fact, I recalled that recently Billy and I were fooling around 
in his yard and I "beat" him in a fun wrestling match by pinning 
his arms to the ground after a good struggle.  So if he ever 
made fun of me about what happened today, I'll remind him that 
even though Susan is stronger than me, I was stronger than him, 
and therefore, she could beat him too.

My Date With Susan

I met Susan at her house early Friday evening.  It was extremely 
warm that evening.  I was dressed in a dark blue tank top and 
jeans.  Since we both lived right in town, we didn't need a car 
to do what we wanted to do.  I figured to take her to the movies 
and a get something to eat at the local hamburger and ice cream 
stand.  Susan opened the door and I noted that she was nicely 
dressed in a tight, black sleeveless turtle neck top which 
accentuated her nice breasts, a short red skirt and high heeled 
black sandals.  She was taller than me by a couple of inches as 
a result of her high heels and I thought she looked slim, sleek 
and quite sexy.  Suddenly, I am noticing girls bodies as I never 
did before.

We walked into town holding hands.  I felt a warm passion as we 
got on line to the movies.  Susan and I were talking of all the 
things we did during the summer so far when we got around to the 
subject of our wrestling match.  She told me that our wrestling 
match was the first time she ever did anything like that with a 
boy.  She said she always thought I was cute and said that I had 
turned her on (as she did me) during our beach match.  She 
didn't know that she was strong enough to beat me and the match 
surprised her as much as it did me.  She never trained beyond 
the requirements of our middle and high school physical 
education classes, nor did I.  We both agreed that since girls 
mature physically before boys do that this was obviously why she 
now has a strength advantage over me and I had nothing to be 
ashamed of.  I told her smartly "who was I to argue".  She noted 
my thin arms and compared them to hers and noted that, even 
unflexed, hers were about one to two inches larger than mine 
were, but by this same time next year, I would probably dwarf 
hers in comparison.  I didn't say anything, but thought that I 
sure hoped that was true.

In the movie theatre, I put my arm around her shoulder as boys 
always try to do.  She didn't resist.  In fact, She leaned 
towards me and placed her head on my shoulder.  This was my 
first experience with a girl in a theatre and was liking it very 
much.  In the middle of the movie she turned her face to me and 
kissed me softly on the lips.  This was getting to be great 
evening.

We went to get a bite and sat in a booth and talked some more.  
It was now about 10:00 and she asked me to walk her home.  I 
tried to put my arm around her shoulder as we walked, but found 
it to be too awkward because of her height, so we switched 
roles.  She put her arm around my shoulder and I held her waist 
and we walked all the way to her house that way.  It felt weird, 
but great.  When we arrived at her door, she asked me to come 
inside for a bit and I, not wanting this night to ever end, 
complied.  I noticed that no one was home when Susan 
coincidentally mentioned that her parents were away for the 
weekend.  I (silently) cheered loudly.  Susan brought us both 
some sodas and we sat on the couch and talked some more.  She 
then asked me (as I secretly hoped she would) if I wanted that 
rematch now.  I acted like I would if it would please her and 
she smiled knowing that I wanted to as much as she did.

We squared off face to face in the clothes we were wearing.  It 
was appropriate that Susan was "bigger" than me as she was the 
obvious favorite to win our rematch.  We locked hands and began 
our match.  Her height gave her good leverage and she forced me 
to my knees as I was losing already.  She then continued her 
push until I was flat on my back and she pinned me in less than 
20 seconds.  She asked me if I give up and I did so knowing that 
she was so much stronger than me that I really could not compete 
with her from this position.  She realized the same thing and 
offered to give me a handicap for the next round.

She allowed me to begin in a straddle position with my arms 
pinning hers.  She said all I have to do is count to 3 slowly 
and I would win the round.  I told her that it wasn't fair to 
her in that if I was in that position, I felt that I could hold 
her down as all my weight would be behind me.  She wanted to try 
it anyway so we got into our positions.  I began to count and 
hit two as she lifted her right arm and forced me over on my 
side as she picked herself up and totally reversed our starting 
position and pinned me again.  She was smiling and said "you 
really are a weakling aren't you?"  I couldn't argue with this 
fact and said "I suppose I am.  Now would you please let me up."  
She refused and brought her face down and began kissing me 
passionately.  Our tongues were touching and feelings I never 
had were happening quickly.  She released my arms and we 
embraced and started to feel each other all over our bodies.  I 
caressed her breasts under her top and she was massaging my 
privates as well.  Needless to say, this was my "coming out 
party".  I don't know if it were Susan's first time as well, but 
she sure appeared to know what she was doing.  We made love 
until very late that night when I finally kissed my new 
girlfriend good night.

Epilogue

Susan and I continued to see each other as boy and girlfriend 
right through college and the first two years of our working 
lives.  At that point, we became ex-boyfriend and girlfriend as 
we were married.  Our marriage was strengthened with the births 
of our three children over the next five years.  I would bet 
that our kids would get a real kick out of knowing that their 
parents got together only because their mom could beat up their 
dad without even trying all of those years ago.

We continued to wrestle occasionally through the years and, as 
expected, my physique naturally matured where I outweighed my 
dear Susan by about 25 lbs and obtained the missing muscles of 
my youth whereby I began to win almost all of our matches from 
the age of 19 on (Susan would win occasionally if she got back 
to the position of straddling me and pinning my arms, as she 
still had very strong arms and could overpower me with all of 
her weight behind her).  We both have a good laugh now and then 
as we remember who was champ of our wrestling empire first.