Annie heard of a neighbor woman down the road who wanted to wrestle with her. This young ebony-skinned female was every bit as muscular as Annie, with a flat sinewy belly, long powerful legs and strongly sculpted biceps. It turned out that the woman loved submission-style wrestling as much as Annie did. And to add a little spice, the woman challanged Annie to wrestle with no restrictions on how "amorous" their grappling might become. In other words: No-erotic-holds-barred.

Although Annie didn't usually like lesbian encounters, she was intrigued. So she invited the neighbor woman over for a test of strength. Annie roped off an area in her backyard to make a ring and unrolled a heavy mat. When they had stripped down to thongs, they circled slowly, then clashed, wrapping their muscular bodies tightly around each other. They grappled and finally fell to the mat, then struggled in vain for any advantage, for each was as strong as the other. After half an hour of furious wrestling, and by now quite aroused, they stripped naked and continued their wrestling in the nude, straining together in increasingly more hard-locked holds and devilish grips. The only sound was that of their heavy breathing, grunts of effort, and the soft thud of their bodies on the sweat-slippery mat. Annie had never wrestled with a stronger woman.

But after almost 60 minutes of hard grappling, they had reached a deadlock. The two splendidly muscled women had fought to near exhaustion. "Let's quit for now. I'll take you on again tomorrow evening, if you still want to wrestle with me", said Annie. The other woman quickly agreed to the postponement. She had a wicked smile on her lips as she considered what kinds of intimate holds she would employ during their next test of female strength. They had been really turned-on by one another during their naked wrestling, and each wanted to take their "grappling" to the next exciting level!

And so began their private wrestling match in Annie's bedroom the next evening, their nude bodies straining together in holds and grips that left both of them sweat-slippery and groaning with both physical effort and erotic passion. They wrestled first on the thick carpet, but then on Annie's over-sized bed. The two women fought like tigresses, their thighs entwined and their arms locked as they struggled breast to melon-solid breast and belly to flat belly.

Once, as their straining exertions rolled them clear off the bed, they twisted and heaved and rolled across the room heedless of overturning furniture so intent were they on winning this deperate battle. It was as if nothing else mattered except mastering the other, squeezing the other woman into sobbing submission. They simply untangled themselves from the debris of the almost demolished bedroom and fell upon each other atop the bed again. Their bodies were instantly entwined in a writhing ball of over-heated flesh as they wrestled furiously amidst the rumpled sheets.

By now they were both lathered with sweat, making their strongly sinewed bodies glisten. Flesh slid wetly against bare flesh, muscular bodies slick to the touch. Their magnificent female muscles rippled and writhed from their supreme physical effort. Their wrestling grew more slow-motioned. Their loins were now pressed tightly together, thick pubic thatches tangling, glutes flexing up and down as each woman bore into the other, pelvises grinding, locked in a wild passionate rhythm that fanned the flames of their desire to a roaring inferno of female lust. But it was too soon for sex. First, they must establish who would be the Dominant Bitch in this encounter! There was a wrestle to be won.

If truth were to be told, Annie was a little worried about the outcome of their titanic battle. The other woman was almost too strong for Annie. She seemed heavier than Annie, more powerfully built. Their two bodies were quite different, even though they were almost the same height and weight. The dusky challenger bore a couple of heavy, jutting tits. Annie, on the other hand, had a more powerfully toned chest that was flatter and harder. Both had nipples that were aroused and erect, surrounded by brownish areolae. The neighbor woman's abs were a bit more chistled, Annie's deltoids more rounded. Their thighs were almost identical, as were their sculptured calves. And Annie had already proven that her own leaner more sinewy strength was a match for her dark-skinned challenger. It was a crap shoot as to which of them would emerge from this wrestle victorious, but the magnificently muscled young Amazon decided that it had better be her, since her reputation was at stake, and redoubled her efforts at pinning her challenger.

Annie's biceps bulged as she pulled the woman hard against her. With a deep grunt of effort, Annie pulled the woman into position beneath her. They were grappled tightly together, their hips still pumping and thrusting together in an erotic tango. They looked so much more like lovers than wrestlers. The superbly muscled neighbor woman began to pant heavily, moaning as she fought against being pinned by Annie. She wrapped her powerful thighs tightly around Annie's back, punishing her with the scissors-hold, pulling Annie down against the woman's solid breasts as she also applied a vicious bearhug. Annie brought her own arms around the woman's neck, locked her hands together and she, too, squeezed with all of her strength. Both women felt that this was the most exhilerating, heart-pounding, sexually arousing wrestle that either had ever known and neither really wanted it to stop. But now the rising tide of their passion indicated that the end was near, for neither could restrain their onrushing orgasms very much longer. Now was the time!

With a deep grunt of effort, Annie broke the scissors-hold, rolled their entwined bodies a half turn, wrapping her strong legs around the other woman's own sweat-slick muscular thighs. As she fought to control the heaving body locked beneath her, Annie's thick nipples hardening against the woman's damp flesh, as they strained in each others intimate yet savage embrace. Then at long last, with both wrestlers nearly exhausted, Annie managed to wrap her muscular thighs around the woman's neck like the strangling coils of a python, and slowly squeezed a submission from the neighbor woman. Annie released her scissor hold, but the two women remained locked together as orgasms shuddering through both of them. Then it was over.

This was, Annie realized as she lay there in the quiet backwash of her spent passion, the longest and most strenuous wrestle that she had ever experienced. And, Annie smiled in satisfaction, she was still undefeated, the most powerful Alpha Bitch in town! But she also knew that the neighbor would demand a rematch, and Annie could hardly wait.