Wanna Wrestle?
By A.J. Brown
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Abby was 19-years-old when she first realized that she was bisexual or at
least, bi-curious. She had some hints before that but the defining moment was
at a party she was at early during her sophomore year of college. A small,
very good looking girl that was Abby's age was talking a little smack to her,
playfully, but enough to get on Abby's nerves.

Abby played on the basketball team in college and she stood at 5'11, weighing
165 pounds. This hot girl that was smack talking her only stood at about 5'2
and she was tiny, probably only weighing 100 pounds. The girl probably thought
that just because she was better looking than Abby that she could say whatever
she wanted to her and get away with it.

Abby had a couple of drinks in her which was probably what sparked her to do
what she did, but the trash-talking hot girl had put her over the edge. Abby
wrestled the girl to the floor and pinned her down in front of a roomful of
cheering people. She sat on her chest, pinning her wrists down, and watched
the girl helplessly trying to get up. There was nothing the girl could do
about it as Abby was a lot stronger than she was. Abby just listened to the
cheers of everyone in the room as the girl lay under her helplessly and
eventually gave up.

While Abby was pinning the girl down she realized that her pussy was extremely
wet and she felt as horny as ever. Abby liked cuddling with guys and kissing
guys - the romance of that was wonderful for her. But it didn't make her
horny. Abby was pretty strong for a girl and could actually take most guys
that she wrestled with - she'd flirt with smaller guys by wrestling them down
sometimes.

But the couple of guys she hooked up with her freshman year and her one
boyfriend she had for a few months were all as strong, or stronger, than her.
Even just cuddling with guys and feeling them being stronger than her didn't
make her feel horny. She sometimes thought something was wrong with her since
it didn't.

But that night holding down that girl was the first time that she felt it. The
power of being able to hold down someone that was so much weaker than her and
knowing that she could do whatever she wanted to her. It was an amazing
feeling that she wanted to feel again.

In addition to that occurrence, Abby's roommate that year was a gymnast who
would often sit on her bed wearing short shorts, or sometimes she would
actually just sit on her bed wearing a t-shirt and her panties. The girl,
Betsy, had amazingly flexible legs that turned Abby on. Abby would watch Betsy
sit in all different positions, crossing her legs and moving them in ways that
tall and lengthy Abby never would have been able to. Betsy was also very small
and just thinking about how Abby could physically dominate her the same way
she had done to that girl at the party turned her on.

The fact that she lived with Betsy just teased her even more, seeing her
amazing body all of the time. And once she started getting turned on by Betsy,
there were a few other girls at school that gave Abby that kind of reaction.
When she was certain that she was in private, Abby would masturbate thinking
about those girls. She would never think about guys when she masturbated.

Abby was sure to keep all of her feelings and curiosity to herself. Her
college was a very small one with under 3000 undergrads and you didn't want to
do anything to make yourself not fit in there or life would be unpleasant for
you. There weren't many gay people at her school but the ones that were openly
gay kept to themselves and the 'regular' people didn't pay them any attention.
Abby didn't wish to be part of that life and she still preferred guys as a
whole, at least for dating if not as much sexually, so she acted as straight
as she could, especially needing to as a basketball player. She didn't find
any of the lesbians at school attractive anyway as they all looked too manly
for her. She liked her girls nice and girly.

Now Abby was 24-years-old, over a year graduated from college, sitting alone
in her one-bedroom apartment she lived alone in, one early Saturday evening.
Her senior year of college she ended up in her first serious relationship with
a guy, Bruce, that she was in love with and thought she was going to marry.
The relationship ended a few months ago when he cheated on her. Being a
female, Abby was bothered by the fact that that happened, but she was a
strong-minded person and it didn't really get her down. She was a very
independent woman and she firmly believed that if that was the kind of person
he was, that she was better off without him.

While she was dating him, he kept her busy enough where she didn't spend that
much time thinking about the fact that she was sexually attracted to women.
But since they had broken up, that came back stronger than ever. Bruce was a
heavier guy and while he was funny and charismatic, she never felt that
sexually excited while she was with him, most of the time just going along
with the sex for him. With him long gone, as well as caring about her social
status being a thing of the long past, she was ready to hook up with a woman.
If nothing else, she had to try it and see if she liked it.

She got on the internet to look at the local personal ads and she went
directly for the 'female-for-female' section. Just because it was the first
one on the list, she started by going for the dating section. The ads were of
women that wanted to go out on dates, some wanted to go out to dinner, others
wanting to do things like go for a walk on the lake. None of those things
appealed to Abby at all. The idea of doing anything romantic with another
woman was not something she wanted to do. And while the city she lived in was
a lot bigger with less interaction of people than her college had been, it was
still a small city overall and she definitely did not want to be seen in
public on a date with another woman. She just wanted a quick sexual hookup and
she wanted it to be in private.

So she got herself out of the dating section and entered the 'Casual
Encounters' section. The kind of ads she found here were quite the opposite of
what she found in the dating section but they still didn't appear to be any
better. They were raunchy and quite a bit too much for Abby, especially since
she was doing this for the first time. One ad came right out and said 'looking
for a sexy piece a ass that luvs eating pussy and will eat mine til I cum."
Abby would welcome another woman doing that to her but she certainly didn't
want to do it for another woman, especially one that spoke like that.

Abby clicked on the pictures of those women that were posting in that section
and they turned her off even more. Some of the things that she saw that she
didn't like were extremely short haircuts, even shorter than men's haircuts,
women that were extremely overweight, a nose ring, and women with multiple
tattoos. Abby considered all of those characteristics deal breakers. Why
couldn't she find just a pretty girl about her age who wanted to experiment a
bit without being too lewd or gross?

Finally, she saw a headline that caught her eye. 'Any Females Wanna Wrestle?'
it said. Abby clicked on the headline to read the full ad which read:

'42/f looking for an attractive woman that wants to wrestle. We can do it at
my place. I have a place to myself and a full king-sized bed that we can
wrestle on. If interested, hit me up.'

The ad seemed almost perfect for Abby except for the fact that the poster was
quite a bit older than Abby would have liked but she could get over that part.
The rest was right up her alley. Clearly the poster wanted to wrestle as a
kind of power struggle thing to possibly lead up to sex which was exactly how
Abby liked it. Considering that she could take on just about any guy under 200
pounds, there wasn't a female out there that she thought could beat her. She'd
kick her butt in the privacy of the woman's house. If it led to something
sexual that would be great, and if not it still sounded like it would be a fun
experience.

The poster of the ad was named Dawn and she didn't post a full body picture,
but she did post a picture of her face. She looked older of course, since she
was, but she looked pretty enough. Abby thought about the pros and the cons
and if she really wanted to go ahead with this. She thought about all of the
benefits of wrestling down a woman and how that was something she had
fantasized about for a so long. She couldn't think of any cons that wouldn't
exist if she was just going on a date with a regular guy. She knew that she'd
regret it later if she didn't go ahead and give it a try. She hit reply.

Abby knocked on Dawn's apartment door, standing in the hallway of her
apartment building. Dawn had been very friendly when the two of them talked on
chat and told her to come on over so they could wrestle. Abby had a ton of
questions but she didn't want to look stupid so she just agreed and went over
there.

The main thing that she was wondering was what she was going to wear. Should
she treat this like it was a bit of a date? Or just show up looking like she
was dressed to wrestle this complete stranger which felt weirder that she was
doing the more that she thought about it.

She didn't want to look too casual so she wore a t-shirt, but one that she
would maybe wear out to a bar in the summer rather than one she'd wear to work
out. She wore a pair of basketball shorts. She wore her hair down but brought
a tie she could put it in a ponytail with if these two were indeed just going
to wrestle each other.

What she was going to wear on her feet was what she really had a hard time
deciding. She owned plenty of nice shoes, boots, sandals, flips flops, and one
pair of basketball sneakers. She thought about any wrestling she had watched
in the past, which wasn't much, but she was pretty sure in all cases the
wrestlers had sneakers or wrestling shoes on. But if they were going to
wrestle on Dawn's bed, how was that going to work? Abby was very
self-conscious about her feet - she had big, size 11 feet - and she didn't
want anyone to see her completely barefoot. Out of all of her footwear she
owned, her basketball sneakers were the least attractive. But any other option
would have had her wrestling in awkward footwear or having to wrestle barefoot
since she couldn't wear socks with her sandals or nice shoes. So she went
ahead and wore the basketball sneakers. If they did end up wrestling in Dawn's
bed Abby could just take her sneakers off and wrestle in her socks.

"Hi!" Dawn said with a big smile on her face when she opened the door.

Dawn's face was pretty just like in her picture so the picture didn't
fabricate her face or anything. She had dirty blond hair that went down to
about her shoulders and it also wasn't tied in a ponytail or anything. The
main thing that Abby noticed about Dawn though was her boobs.

Dawn was wearing a tight, grey, ribbed tank top and her boobs looked
absolutely enormous in it. She had to be a 36DD which made Abby feel
self-conscious as she was tall and skinny and had a flat chest. When thinking
about hooking up with another woman, one thing that she didn't consider was
that since they had the same bodies, it would make her feel self-conscious if
that other woman had better body parts than her. Even hooking up with a guy
that was better looking than her wouldn't bother her as at least they would
have different bodies. She could see Dawn's nipples through the shirt.

Even though Dawn was a lot shorter than Abby was - she looked about 5'4 - Dawn
looked a lot bigger and thicker than Abby. Dawn had broad shoulders that the
tank-top showed off. Her arms were thick - not really looking fat or muscular,
but looking a lot thicker than Abby's and, hence, looking stronger. Dawn wore
a tight pair of blue shorts. Her thighs looked massive actually for a shorter
woman, not muscular or fat but just very thick like her arms, and she had big
calf muscles.

Abby looked down at Dawn's feet and saw that they looked quite pretty for an
older woman's. Although the rest of her body was thick, Dawn's feet were
smaller, Abby thinking they couldn't have been more than a size 7. She had
light purple toenail polish on and her nails looked like they had just
recently been painted. Her little feet were soft and smooth and it looked like
she recently had gotten a pedicure. Abby had never gotten a pedicure before
because she wanted as few people as possible seeing her feet bare and she
didn't want anybody touching them. She felt self-conscious that Dawn had
better feet than her and was glad that she wouldn't be wrestling barefoot.

"Hey," Abby said to her, trying not to sound shy.

"Come on in!" Dawn said and she seemed very welcoming. It made Abby feel
comfortable but at the same time a tad uncomfortable that this woman was so
comfortable having a complete stranger at her place to wrestle her.

Abby walked inside and Dawn gave her a big hug, her hug feeling very strong.
Abby looked around the apartment. It looked very nice with a lot of nice
furniture and decorations. Abby was clean enough but she didn't spend that
much time decking out her apartment since people barely went over to visit her
anyway. Seeing Dawn's nice apartment made her wish she spent more time on
interior decorating.

"So come with me," Dawn said. "I'll show you where we're going to wrestle."

Dawn led Abby into her bedroom and just like the rest of her apartment, it was
gorgeous. The room was much bigger than Abby's bedroom at home was, actually
not looking any different from a master bedroom in a big house. There was even
a bathroom off of it. Abby looked at Dawn's king-sized bed and she realized
how much bigger it looked than the full-sized bed she had back at home. It
made her wish she could sleep in a bed that big. There were no blankets or
pillows on it, just the sheets. Dawn had definitely set this bed up for the
two of them to wrestle on - it was really going to happen.

"Well come on," Dawn said and she got on the bed on her knees. "Let's have
some fun."

Abby looked at Dawn's broad shoulders and big boobs. She felt a little
turned-on but more nervous that she was about to wrestle this person, in her
bedroom, with no one else around. She had to remind herself that she was going
to win this match. She was strong. She could beat up almost any guy under 200
pounds and although Dawn was thick, she was short and she couldn't have
weighed any more than Abby did. Dawn did feel strong when she hugged Abby but
any time Abby had focused and put her all into it - whether it be wrestling
someone, basketball, or another sport - she always prevailed. She was just
going to have to do the same thing here. She put her hair behind her head,
took off her sneakers, and got on the bed on her knees.

"Not gonna take your socks off?" Dawn said and Abby couldn't tell if that was
her way of telling her that she wanted her to. Either way, Abby wasn't going
to do it. She'd rather get thrown out then have Dawn see her big, bare feet.

"Nah, I'm OK like this," Abby said a bit uncomfortably.

"Suit yourself. I'm gonna make you sweat. If you want to have sweaty, stinky
feet that's your problem." Dawn started to get in a wrestling stance before
speaking some more. "So just straight wrestling, right? No punching, kicking,
hair pulling, anything like that. As long as it's wrestling it's fair game.
Sound good to you?" Abby agreed. "Then let's do this!"

Dawn had a big smile on her face as she moved her body a bit and she looked
quite comfortable and excited about wrestling this stranger in her house. Abby
didn't feel that comfort and she had a serious look on her face as she thought
about how she would first attack.

She then watched as Dawn went at her and she felt just how strong she was as
Dawn wrapped her arms around hers, locking them up, then taking Abby down and
forcing her down on the bed on her back. Abby figured some of the bigger guys
she wrestled with that she had beaten her were stronger than Dawn but no one
had ever been that aggressive with her before and Dawn actually felt stronger
than anyone Abby had ever encountered.

Abby knew that she had to find that fire and determination that she had in her
that always helped her succeed in the past in order to win. She tried with all
of her aggression to pull her arms free and roll up on her side at the same
time. But all that happened when she did that was that she felt how much
stronger Dawn was than her as Dawn easily kept her arms locked up and kept her
pinned down. Dawn was just smiling as Abby struggled mightily which made the
situation very humiliating for Abby.

Dawn then moved herself on top of Abby while still locking up her arms and she
wrapped her legs around Abby's legs. Dawn's legs were much thicker and
stronger and she was able to completely immobilize Abby when she did that.
Abby was moaning with frustration as she tried her best to move but all she
could move was her shoulders a bit and that wasn't even close to enough.

"What's the matter?" Dawn said to her with a teasing tone, the big grin still
on her face. "Can't beat up an old lady? I thought you said you were tough."

Hearing the 'can't beat up an old lady' part really frustrated Abby. She tried
even harder to get free, feeling Dawn's bare, older woman legs squeezing hers
and preventing her from moving. Dawn chuckled with an older woman sounding
chuckle just making things worse. Abby had a friend who was 22-years-old and
her mom was 42. She did not like getting beaten up by someone the same age as
one of her friend's mom.

After holding Abby down for a while, Dawn pulled her up off of the bed and
then forced her back down on it. Abby felt her insides shake when Dawn did
that to her. Dawn lifted her up and did the same thing again. Abby's eyes
watered up. Still pinning Abby down, Dawn moved her body up on her a bit and
smothered her face with her boobs. The boobs were so large and they felt quite
firm for a middle-aged woman. Abby was having a hard time breathing and wanted
Dawn off of her immediately. She started tapping out on Dawn's back and
moaning desperately, but Dawn would not move.

"Oh come on," Dawn said, a tone of lots of amusement in her voice. "Don't you
like having my boobs in your face? They're the best part about me."

Abby did feel that her pussy was getting wet but that was the last thing she
wanted to think about at that moment. She had to get free. She pushed at
Dawn's shoulders, feeling how strong they were, and not moving her. She was
able to tilt her head to certain sides to get a bit more air but when she did
so Dawn would just smother her face more again.

Dawn finally got up a bit and Abby took a much needed deep breath as she
looked at that big smile of satisfaction that was still on Dawn's pretty face.
Dawn finally let go of Abby's arms and she started to sit up on her. Finally
having the ability to move her arms again, Dawn started pushing on Dawn trying
to get off of her. It did no good and Dawn didn't even have to push Abby's
arms away as Abby was not strong enough to even move Dawn when she pushed her.

Dawn started to scoot up on Abby and Abby could feel her big butt rubbing
against her flat chest as she did. Dawn kept moving closer and then she pushed
her crotch right up against Abby's face. Abby could feel Dawn's pussy through
her thin shorts. She grabbed Dawn's thighs trying to push her away but, of
course, it did no good.

Dawn then actually started rubbing her pussy through her shorts right up
against Abby's face. Abby let out a whine of displeasure hoping that Dawn
would stop, but she didn't even slow down. Dawn then started to moan with
satisfaction. Abby couldn't believe this was happening to her. Dawn was using
her sexually against her will. It wasn't right. But was it? This wasn't just a
wrestling match, as Abby had found her in a personal ad and her intention of
going over there was for some sort of sexual activity. She just did not
anticipate it would go like this. Either way, she thought her only option was
to toughen up and fight Dawn away.

She tried but, of course, it didn't do any good. Dawn moved her pussy up and
down Abby's face more rapidly and moaned louder as she did it. Abby was
desperately pushing at Dawn's thighs and her hips, trying to stop her from
using her face to get herself off with but she couldn't stop. Abby couldn't
take it any longer. She finally was able to move her mouth away from Dawn's
crotch for long enough to get a word out.

"Stop!" she yelled.

"Wow, you don't like my pussy in your face either?" Dawn said, still sounding
plenty amused by the whole thing. "Well maybe you'd like my feet in your
face."

"NO!" Abby yelled and Dawn just laughed.

Dawn sat up and sat her big butt right in the middle of Abby's abdomen to make
it hard for her to breathe. She then watched as Dawn bent her legs and she saw
Dawn bringing the soles of her feet right towards her face. She would have
gladly preferred Dawn's boobs or her pussy in her face instead of her feet. At
least those body parts were sexual. Feet were just feet. And the idea of
having feet in her face was just more humiliating and degrading than she would
have ever thought before this all started.

But she watched as both of Dawn's feet came right down on her face and
smothered it. The soles of her feet felt so soft. She could feel the arches of
Dawn's feet on her nose, the balls of her feet on and above her eyes, and her
toes touching her forehead. Dawn's feet actually smelled fairly fresh - she
had clearly lotioned them up with some sort of fruity smelling lotion before
Abby arrived - but there was still a hint of sweat smell to them and having to
smell her feet was so humiliating for her.

She grabbed on Dawn's ankles and desperately tried with all of her energy to
pull her feet away from her face, just wanting them gone. But she was just
tiring herself out, forcing herself to have to breathe heavier, and breathe in
more feet smell. Dawn just chuckled some more as she just sat there with her
feet in Abby's face.

"Kiss my feet," Dawn said as she patted Abby's face with her left foot.

"UGH!" Abby yelled with frustration, so sick of the fact that this woman was
able to do all of this to her and there was nothing that she could do about
it. "No!"

"What??" Dawn said sounding amused but a little bit annoyed as well. "Did you
just say No to me?"

"I'm not kissing your feet!" Abby yelled. "Get them off of me. Ugh!"

Fed up with the whole situation, Abby took her right hand, pushed against
Dawn's left ankle, and finally managed to sweep Dawn's feet off of her face.
She took a couple of much needed breaths now that she didn't have feet on her
face, although it was still hard with Dawn sitting on her stomach.

Dawn got off of her and Abby tried to sit up. Dawn quickly got behind her and
put her in a rear-naked choke from behind. Dawn's arms still felt very strong
and she didn't hesitate to put the pressure on the choke. She tightly wrapped
her thick legs around Abby's skinny torso, crushing her ribs, and she locked
her ankles in front of her.

And then Dawn just squeezed. Abby could feel her throat getting crushed, her
face getting beat red, and her eyes watering up. She felt like she was going
to pass out. She had never had anyone just crush her ribs the way Dawn was and
with her legs being so strong, that was almost worse for her. She looked
Dawn's feminine feet in front of her which reminded her that this was just
some older woman doing this to her.

Abby pulled on Dawn's arms and it didn't absolutely nothing. She pulled on
Dawn's thighs which was also completely useless. She was running out of energy
and she was afraid Dawn was going to knock her out. The thought of that put
her into a complete panic and she started to tap out rapidly on the bed.

"You done?" Dawn said as she didn't loosen her legs and only loosened her arms
enough so Abby could talk.

"Yes," Abby said, completely defeated and just not wanting to be locked in a
chokehold any longer.

"Will you kiss my feet now?"

"Yes."

Abby was surprised at how easily those words came out of her mouth but after
being on the verge of being knocked out, kissing feet suddenly didn't seem so
bad. Dawn took her legs off of Abby's ribs and her ribs actually hurt more
once she did. Dawn didn't look just happy, but she actually looked excited, as
she sat up, this time sat next to Abby's chest, and she put the bottom of her
right foot just inches from Abby's face.

"Seriously, kiss them and don't give me any trouble about it this time," Dawn
said to her. "If you don't kiss my feet I'll knock you out this time, no
matter how much you tap out or beg."

When Abby had agreed to go over there she never would have imagined that she'd
be lying on a bed with a foot in her face that she was going to be forced to
kiss. She couldn't believe that one minute she was a fairly confident,
independent, self-sufficient, basketball player just hanging out in her
apartment and then just like that she was the bitch of some 42-year-old woman
that was going to make her kiss her feet.

Being on the bed with Dawn's foot right over her, she knew she had no chance
of escape so she just dove right in and started kissing the bottom of Dawn's
foot. Dawn immediately giggled then shook her foot around like it tickled.
Dawn actually pulled her foot away for a moment and Abby thought maybe this
would be over quickly before Dawn put her foot right back. Abby kissed it a
few more times thinking that would be sufficient and then she stopped.

"Oh, no way" Dawn said as she pushed her foot on Abby's face. "Don't even
think you are getting off that easily. Kiss both of my feet. Kiss right up in
my arches, the sides of my feet, my toes - and don't stop until I tell you
to."

Dawn put her other foot back above Abby's face, obstructed her vision, so just
about Abby could see at that point was Dawn's soft, wrinkled soles. She
started to kiss them rapidly, thinking if she did it faster that it would be
over with quicker. She kissed all over Dawn's feet, just as she was told, Dawn
reacting a couple of times like the kisses tickled her, but never telling Abby
to stop.

"Alright, now lick between my toes," Dawn said eagerly. "Come on."

"Come on!" Abby yelled right back at her which got her smacked in the face by
Dawn's foot.

"Lick - between - my toes!" Dawn demanded. That scared her and she did as she
was told, licking between the two big toes on Dawn's right foot. That area
tasted a lot less fruity and much more like feet.

"Suck on my toes," Dawn then said to her.

It kept getting worse and worse. Licking was bad enough but she felt even more
like a bitch sucking on Dawn's toes and tasting them throughout her entire
mouth and not just on her tongue. And she could taste the feet taste a lot
more when sucking on them. Dawn pushed her toes back and forth in Abby's mouth
and Abby felt like she was sucking on something else. Dawn actually started to
moan in a way that it sounded for sure like she was getting sexual pleasure
from this. Abby couldn't even understand that - it was her feet! Abby wouldn't
want her feet in anyone else's mouth. She couldn't believe someone had theirs
in hers. Dawn moaned louder as Abby did it more.

"Alright," Dawn said sounding quite horny as she pulled her toes out of Abby's
mouth. "I would never force you to perform a sexual act on me - that would be
illegal if I did. But I'm horny as fuck now and I want you to eat my pussy.
You obviously came over here to do sexual stuff with me so I know you want to
too. So you're not going to puss out, are you?"

When she was in college, Abby had taken classes on sexual assault. How to
firmly say 'no' and scream it if a man was trying to make her do something she
didn't want to do, whether it be physically or verbally trying to bully her
into it. She had always swore that she would always yell 'no!' if that ever
happened and then promptly leave.

But here she was, in that exact same situation she thought she was completely
prepared for and she found herself afraid and manipulated. Dawn's words did
make her feel like she'd be doing something wrong for going over there and not
doing anything sexual - she did go over there for sex, Dawn was right about
that. And although Dawn told her that she wouldn't force her to do that, she
was still very afraid of how this woman who just totally whooped her ass and
made her suck on her feet would react if she didn't do what she wanted. Not to
mention, Dawn was a woman. Abby had never been exactly trained on how to deal
with this situation if the aggressor was a woman.

"No, I'll do it," Abby said, wishing she hadn't said those words once she said
them but now knowing there was no way of backing out.

"Nice!" Dawn said excitedly. "I knew you were cool."

Abby had always been a bit shy about taking her clothes off in front of
somebody for the first time but Dawn showed no hesitation whatsoever as she
pulled off her tank-top and bra so Abby could see those enormous tits right in
front of her. Dawn then pulled off her shorts and underwear and Abby saw her
well-shaven pussy.

Dawn lunged at Abby and then pushed her back on her back. She sat on her chest
again making sure that she wouldn't be able to get up. Abby saw Dawn's pussy
getting closer to her face as Dawn scooted up on her. Abby winced, not
believing that she was actually going to do this.

Dawn grabbed Abby by the hair and she pulled her face into her pussy. Abby had
nowhere to go and she stuck her tongue in Dawn's pussy. She did not like the
taste at all. She did not like doing it at all. She started moving her tongue
around and Dawn moaned a little bit.

"Oh come on, you can do so much better than that," Dawn said as she tightened
the grip on Abby's hair. "This is the main reason I prefer women over men. You
know how this is done. Give it to me the same way you like it."

It was true that Abby loved having it done to her and she knew exactly how she
liked it and she didn't like it. Now that she had to do it to someone else she
knew she didn't like doing it and she was never going to have a man do it to
her again. She stuck her tongue in deeper, tasting Dawn's pussy all over her
tongue, and moving it around more aggressively.

"Oh yeah, that's better," Dawn said, her voice getting more high-pitched and
she started to moan more. She tightened her grip on Abby's hair even more and
it really hurt. "Just like that, you better fucking keep going."

Abby wanted to cry being bossed around like that, with her tongue right inside
of Dawn, and the tight grip that Dawn had on her hair. The only thing that was
stopping her from crying was that she didn't want to piss Dawn off and make
this drag on any longer. She had a job to and she was going to do it
efficiently so she could stop and hopefully get out of there. She worked as
hard as she could, eating Dawn out just the way she liked it, as she listened
to Dawn moan louder and with a higher pitch.

"Oh yeah!" Dawn moaned and Abby's tongue felt soaked in Dawn's wetness. "Oh
yeah, right there - yes!"

Abby did her job for a little bit longer and Dawn let out one last squeal
before getting off of her. Abby looked at Dawn's naked body and at that moment
it really hit her what a bigger woman Dawn was. Just looking at her big boobs,
thighs, and everything, with no clothes covering them at all. This was
certainly not how she expected her first lesbian experience to go.

Dawn got up off the bed and walked towards her dresser, Abby now looking at
how huge Dawn's bare ass looked and feeling even more upset about what had
happened. Abby watched Dawn pull something out of her drawer and realized it
was a strap-on. She put it on and then turned to face Abby. Abby looked at the
woman standing there with her big tits and now this big strap-on on her that
was bigger than any cock she had ever seen.

"Want me to fuck you?" Dawn said to her. "Again, you don't have to. I've
already cum so I'm totally fine if you leave right now. But I'll fuck you if
you want. It's only fair."

Abby believed that Dawn would have let her go at that point. And although her
mind was telling her that she didn't want Dawn to fuck her, her pussy was
telling her otherwise. As much as she disliked what Dawn had done to her, she
felt hornier than ever and now seeing Dawn standing there like that she felt
like she wanted her to fuck her so badly. She felt like a drug addict, wanting
the drug so badly, despite knowing that it would not be good for her.

So she slowly nodded her head in agreement and watched Dawn walk closer to
her, the strap-on bouncing a bit as she got closer. Dawn jumped back on Abby's
chest and pinned her down and grabbed her hair again. She scooted up on Abby
to get closer to her face.

"Give me a blowjob first," Dawn said. "I want to see just how you do it to the
guys."

This time Abby wasn't given any option as Dawn shoved the dildo in her mouth,
deep. Abby had never had a dick just shoved in her mouth so aggressively
before so she couldn't really do it the way she did it to the guys like Dawn
suggested. But she did her best as Dawn thrust her hips to move it back and
forth in her mouth.

Dawn was moaning again like this was actually getting her off too. She grabbed
Abby's hair tighter and was sticking it so far deep in Abby's mouth that it
was gagging her. Abby hated this part most of all and she thought that maybe
Dawn wasn't even going to stick it in her pussy and she just wanted a reason
to torture her more.

But Dawn finally pulled it out of her mouth and Abby coughed quite a bit. Dawn
moved down and she yanked Abby's shorts and underwear off of her in a way that
Abby didn't like. She put her hands on Abby's inner legs and spread her legs
apart. She then forced the dildo right in her pussy.

"Ahh!" Abby yelled.

It hurt a lot as Abby had never had anything even close to that size go inside
of her before. But it also felt good - so good. The pain was bad but she was
trying to ignore it so she could enjoy every part of the greatness she was
feeling right then. She actually wanted Dawn to go harder.

"You like that, you little bitch?" Dawn said as Abby moaned.

"Yes! Please go harder!"

"Ha-ha, I knew you'd like it, you little slut."

Dawn fucked her harder and Abby ignored the pain of it so she could enjoy it.
It was an amazing feeling and she was so glad that she came over for this.
Getting fucked was making all of the rest of it worth it. She felt herself
started to orgasm. She came quicker than she ever had before from sex.

"You cum?" Dawn asked her.

"Yes," Abby said and now that she had that good feeling out of the way, it was
just hurting her having Dawn inside of her and she wanted her out. "Yeah, you
can stop now."

"Excuse me? We're done when I say I'm done."

Abby got another look of fear on her face as she looked up at Dawn who was
looking down at Abby with a smile that showed she had absolutely no regard for
her. She started to fuck her harder and now it was really hurting Abby.
Knowing there was nothing that she could do about it, Abby just winced as Dawn
just penetrated a dozen or so more times, making sure to do it as hard as she
could, before finally pulling out. She looked at the smile on Dawn's face that
looked almost evil as she kneeled above Abby with the strap-on still on. Abby
lay there wondering what was going to be next.

"I really should get going," Abby said.

Dawn looked down at her, still smiling, and Abby prepared herself to be told
that she wasn't going anywhere or something along those lines. But when Dawn
said nothing, Abby started to dress herself and still didn't get an objection.
As she got dressed, Abby felt completely sickened by what she had done. She
was a pure girl that played sports, did well in school, had a good job, and
dated men. What had made her want to go out and seek sexually wrestling with
someone of the same sex that wanted to wrestle and ultimately having this done
to herself? Everything about it seemed wrong and she started to feel panic the
more she realized this really happened and it wasn't something she could
forget. Her hands and legs were shaking as she got dressed and she just wanted
to be out of that apartment.

"Alright, see you later," Abby said as she looked at Dawn who was now lying
back, sitting up on her elbows, with the dildo sticking straight up. She hoped
that Dawn wouldn't require a hug or anything. She couldn't bear to even touch
her again.

"If you ever want to wrestle again, you know where to find me," Dawn said and
the smile that was on her face suggested that she would have loved to get her
hands on Abby again.

"Yeah," Abby said, speaking quietly, and now feeling a very strong desire to
get out of there. "Thanks."

Abby left the room and before she even got out of the apartment she didn't
hesitate to start making a run for the door. She wasn't going to feel safe
until she was far away from where Dawn could get a hold of her. She knew how
cowardly she looked and she didn't care. Even when she got out of the
apartment, she made a run to her car and locked the door when she got in.

As she drove home, now in the rain, she felt more and more disgusted with her
body and herself and just miserable about life. Her vagina was in pain and she
couldn't believe that she allowed a heavy, overweigh woman to fuck her like
that. She had wanted to hook up with a petite girl about her age, not some
bigger older woman. She couldn't believe she had her tongue in Dawn's pussy.
She couldn't believe she had Dawn's feet in her mouth. She could taste both
things and she just wanted to get home and rinse her mouth out with mouth wash
for the next hour, maybe two. She'd do that while taking a long shower to
clean herself up from the disgusting things that she had just been a part of.

That was going to be her last time trying to hook up with a woman and her last
time trying online dating as well. Moving forward she was going to keep the
dating thing simple for herself and do things the old school way - going out
to bars and getting hit on by drunk guys.

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