Irrepressible Jenna

By Gerbil gerbilman@juno.com

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Jenna demolishes Mr. Albert in a wrestling match...and then some

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Jenna, the diehard individualist decides that she wants to be a wrestler for her highschool's team. She ends up crushing and dominating her neighbor as she prepares for the tryouts. Mature subject matter.

Jenna always did have a way of testing the limits, and of going to extremes; such as the time she went on a school fieldtrip to England and proceeded to interrupt play by streaking across Center Court during match point of the finals at Wimbledon, being broadcast internationally. The British tabloids had a field day, with such headlines as "Teen Yank Shows Nice Set In Final Match."

Maggie Jenkins was watching at that time, and she was livid with her 17-year-old naked granddaughter, whom she had raised since she was two. That was the final straw, which led Maggie to seek professional help. So after the bobbies released Jenna to her teacher, and she returned with her class to the States, Maggie contacted Dr. Alan Barker, who specialized in Child and Adolescent Psychiatry.

For a couple months Dr. Barker dealt with the tragic death of Jenna's parents in a car crash fifteen years ago, and her strong need for attention, and internal drive to live on the edge. Maggie was very pleased with the changes she began to see in Jenna, and thanked Dr. Barker profusely. She was thinking that progress was finally being made until Jenna approached her after one session and told her that she wanted to go out for the boys' wrestling team at school. Dr. Barker was blamed for this decision because he suggested to Jenna that she take up a hobby and channel her abundant energy in some worthwhile pursuit. The weekly sessions were promptly ended, and Maggie tried to reason with Jenna and convince her that young ladies didn't do such things, and that she should take up aerobics or dance, but her words fell on deaf ears. Her free-spirited granddaughter had gotten the thought into her head that she wanted to wrestle, and that became her total focus. Every evening after school, Jenna was down in the basement working out with the jump rope and a new set of weights, sculpting her young body into a power packed physique in preparation for the seasons upcoming tryouts.

Jenna had always been a tomboy, and given 110 percent to every sport she tried, but her total immersion into this new interest was adding extreme muscle to her already developed 5'7" 143 pound frame, and her grandmother did not know what to do to stop the transformation.

Maggie watched the young teen devour her huge breakfast of steak, three eggs, cereal and milk, and shook her head as she viewed the bulging biceps as Jenna raised the fork to her mouth. Maggie couldn't help but feel that she had done something wrong in raising Jenna, and wondered how things would have turned out differently if her parents had still been alive.

As much as Maggie hoped for some outlet other than wrestling for her young granddaughter, she was at least thankful that she wasn't doing drugs, and nice Mr. Albert, their 35-year-old neighbor felt the same way. He wanted to help her in her pursuit, and kindly volunteered to work out with her in the evenings after work. At first Maggie was worried about Jenna getting hurt, because Steve Albert was in remarkable shape at 6'1" and 185 pounds, but it turned out that she was worrying needlessly, because even though Steven had always won their practice contests, it appeared surprisingly that they were very evenly matched.

Tonight was no different. Just like clockwork, Jenna returned from school and did her homework, and Steve showed up at seven sharp, for their evening workout, which had been the routine for the past two months. Maggie looked out from the kitchen window, as she was finishing up the dishes.

She watched Jenna limber up and wondered to herself if it was right for Jenna to be wrestling a grown man in such a skimpy clinging top, barefoot, and in skin-tight shorts with her bare hard midriff showing. She trusted Steve however, not to do anything sexually with her very cute granddaughter. Maggie was gradually growing accustomed to the muscles in Jenna's young attractive body, and was even developing a sense of admiration and pride in her offspring.

After finishing the dishes, Maggie joined the two of them in the backyard. She greeted Steven, then kissed Jenna goodbye, and told her she would be back in a couple hours after doing the week's grocery shopping.

No sooner did they here the car pull out of the driveway than Jenna moved off the mat, removed her top and shorts, and tossed them aside. Steven was preoccupied with taping the two mats together, and when he looked up he saw Jenna's muscular young body covered only in the skimpiest of bikini bottoms. He had never seen her in anything less than shorts and a crop top, and although he new her body was magnificent having wrestled so

many times, the view of her bronzed body in the flesh was incredible. Each muscle was superbly conditioned, and her skin was a flawless golden brown. Steve was frozen as he looked on, which allowed her to turn her young body and provide him with a view of her firm shapely breasts.

Jenna broke into his trance saying; "Do you think I'm pretty?"

Steve, stammered "Yes, Jenna, you're very cute. Now put your clothes back on."

She ran her hands slowly up her torso, and ended by putting her hands behind her head, and added, "I don't want to be cute; I want to be... sexy."

Steve looked down at the mat and stammered, "Well, uh... come on Jenna. Stop fooling around and get your clothes on so we can start our workout."

"Quit being such a prude Stevie and just let me wrestle like this."

Steven stared at the teenaged muscle beauty and thought to himself; Stevie?... Stevie? Jenna was definitely not acting herself. He also couldn't help but think that the way she was invitingly showing off her young fit body, it was impossible not to want to caress it and test it's raw naked power. Finally Steve gave in, allowing her to wrestle topless, and they met each other on the small mats.

They locked up as usual, and Jenna was the first to dive for a takedown attempt. Steve was able to flatten out and try to counter, but not before she was able to grasp one of his legs. Jenna had come close to winning in matches before and he was dreading, as well as looking forward to the time when she would be able to be victorious in one of their matches. He knew that day would come at some point, but didn't know how soon it would be, or the effect it would have on him to be overpowered by such a beautiful muscular teen.

Like a tenacious bulldog, Jenna kept driving with her strong legs, and powerful arms were able to pull his leg in for a successful first takedown. Steve was able to sit out and escape after a mighty struggle, and once again they rose and faced each other as each of them looked for an opening.

Steve finally maneuvered for a double-legged takedown driving Jenna to the mat and on to her stomach. He was having a hard time keeping his mind on the match as he viewed Jenna's bronzed muscular back as she strained against his greater weight. He drew her legs up and locked them with his own, but his crotch came to rest at the base of her round taut scantily covered buttocks, and her bucking movements were having a devastating effect on his crotch, as he began to grow hard.

Jenna continued her wild attack and aggressively went for an escape. She maneuvered her body with lightening speed and immediately put Steve in a painful arm bar, simultaneously trapping it between her strong clinging thighs.

Slowly he was able to twist into her body and break the hold, but his early escape did not last for long. He had never known her to be so aggressive, and she was after him again, before he had time to work the pain from his arm.

She trapped his right arm once again with her legs and positioned herself behind him, so she was able to trap his left arm and hold it firmly against the mat with her left hand. Steve struggled with his legs flailing wildly, until Jenna grabbed him hard by the balls, sending a howl of pain from his trapped body.

Jenna had never touched his crotch in their matches before and it was obvious that she had turned into a young fiery animal in heat, with sex definitely on her mind. He was able to flip his legs over his head, and even though he came out on top, he was still trapped by her strong hold on both his arms. It wasn't long before she was able to move up and pin his arms with her legs.

Limbs tangled awkwardly. Locking his legs with her ankles Jenna slowly slid upward until her young firm breasts were crushing his nose as she wrapped her arms around his head. Huskily she whispered in his ear her challenge. "I think I finally have you." He tried to pry her arms from around his head, but they were like steel cables, which would not yield. His cock was screaming for release from his shorts as it continued to grow with a will of it's own, and Jenna continued, with her verbal attack. He tried frantically to break her hold, but was unable to move his legs more than a couple inches before they were held firmly in place again. Suddenly he felt her hand move under the fabric of his waistband, and firmly grasp his rock-hard cock.

Having removed her own panties also, she sat her naked sweating buttocks directly on his face and pulled his legs back painfully until he thought his spine would snap. Trapped between her thighs, he thought his head would explode, and he pounded at the exposed unyielding flesh of the flexed hard globes of her ass.

He felt her hand move under the fabric of his waistband once again, and she firmly grasped his hardening cock. In one swift motion, she removed his shorts and jock, and he was now totally exposed to her probing eyes and freed hands. She alternately gave his ass hard smacks and twisted his aching balls. He felt his legs being drawn further and further apart until he thought the ligaments would be torn apart from his aching crotch.

She was not satisfied to have him pinned securely beneath her powerful body, but sensuously began to undulate her hips, moving over and around his nose and mouth, so her crotch and buttocks were pressed firmly over his nose and mouth.

He was defenseless to do stop her from her onslaught Never had experience such pain and pleasure and been unable to separate or control the strange contradictory feelings. She had gained complete control over his body and was working on gaining equal control over his mind.

Steve was able to fight her off, but he felt his body weakening, and his endurance rapidly fading, as Jenna's pursuit was relentless.

Their bodies rolled over and over, locked together, each one trying to gain an advantage They meshed as one, muscle constricted against muscle, and hot flesh against hot straining flesh.

Sliding her young supple flesh up and down his body she was weakening all resistance and driving him wild with increasing lust.

He was on top now, but Jenna still had control of him able to turn him at will as she held his head firmly between her thighs nearly suffocating by her steaming slick vagina. After playfully tweaking his nose and pulling on his moustache she easily turned him to his back, and continued her verbal and sexual assault.

Steadily she persisted and wore him down until he was defenseless to stop her from her physical and sexual assault. Never had he experienced such pain mixed with pleasure as she stroked his long rock-hard cock, balls and anus. She had gained complete control of him, mind body and soul. The sweet smell of her young aroused body mixed with her perspiration had a strange exhilarating affect on him. That was the point that both of them knew that he would be owned mentally and physically by the irrepressible Jenna.