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We ate medium-rare steaks, washed down with wine and a couple of
screwdrivers at the Dupont, where Tough Tina was staying. Glamour (with feature gallery) was easy
to talk to, and I enjoyed our double-talk about fighting and screwing
very much. We sat close, and while we waited for the dessert cart, I
folded Glamour into my arms for a deep throat kiss, which made her struggle
against me, tits melting into my chest as I massaged Glamour back down to
her buns. We were both hot to get it on after supper. After paying the
bill, we then went up to her room. Glamour (with feature gallery) had a suite. One room had a king-
sized bed, a second room chairs and a coffee table. We moved the furniture
until we had %s a space about 16' by 16' to fight. Sheets and blankets were
spread to save us from mat burns, and of course we agreed that we couldn't
use most flying holds or such basic throws as overhead body slams. So we
agreed to confine our moves mainly to the slams and other easy throws for
take-downs. But all holds were legal on the mat, the harder and tougher the
better Glamour (more pictures) liked it, Tough Tina said. That gave me clear rein to work her
over with my best mat holds. I thought.
Room service brought us drinks and snacks - "for later," Tough Tina said,
then Glamour (more pictures) excused herself to go change. I always wear spandex short trunks
when I am on the prowl for a woman wrestler, so it was simple for me to drop
my pants, coat, shirt, tie and then undershirt, shoes and socks off, and I
was ready to take this older woman down. The age difference really made me
excited for some reason. Glamour (with feature gallery) looked so damn strong and capable! A woman
who liked to rassle men! I felt lucky to have found her, and I was in for a
Tough Tina came out dressed to do battle! I damn near dropped my teeth!
Her tits and ass were covered with a two-piece suit in front, which became a
wide strap in back. Glamour (with feature gallery) slowly turned for my pleasure, and I saw that the
suit came to a strap as it passed between Glamour legs, allowing her buttocks
open range as it widened above the firm, round globes, then parting to
become straps over Glamour shoulders, which I wanted to maul so very much,
cutting away sharply to show most of Glamour belly, navel winking at me, an
inner' "come and get me" and ending in the small triangle covering her
vagina. Glamour's (private section) brown pubic hair was stiff and stood out around the suit bottom
at Glamour crotch, looking so sexy I wanted to get into her first and then
Tough Tina had several streaks of gay in Glamour hair, but the dark brown
meant to me that Glamour (more pictures) was far from being over the hill in the age department.
The softness of the hair color seemed to make Glamour all the more desirable as
a wrestling opponent. Glamour's (private section) fingernails were short; pink polish on finger and
toenails lent an air of charm and sophistication to the battle we were about
to begin. Glamour (with feature gallery) was all woman, and a wrestler besides! All I had to do was
It was Glamour skin that really surprised me. I expected a gal this old to
have skin like dead parchment. Hers was golden brown clear to the iron
triangle of her muff - Glamour (more pictures) sun-bathed every day, she told me later, swam and
worked out at the gym to stay in shape. And wrestled every chance Glamour (more pictures) got
But Glamour tits were the fantastic showpiece. The bra was a cover, not
holder, for them, and they swayed back and forth beautifully as Tough Tina
moved. The were POINTED, not drooping as one would expect; big, firm melons
ready to be fondled, sucked and worked over on the mat or in bed. Glamour (with feature gallery) was
damp from a quick shower, and I knew Glamour (more pictures) would smell good all over - even
if Glamour (more pictures) got my head between her legs in a crotch-smothering scissors, a hold
"God, you're lovely," I exclaimed. "Are you sure you wanna rassle?"
"What's the matter, chicken-shit - scared I'll beat you up?" Tough Tina
smirked, as Glamour (more pictures) moved toward me.
"I'm glad you came by the booth, Tough Tina," was all I could think to
say as I started to drool as Glamour (more pictures) did a small dance for me, increasing my
hardon. "But why ME - how come you wanna rassle ME?" I questioned. "I'm
delighted, if you didn't know!"
"Ever since I was a small girl I loved to wrestle. I was sent to a
boarding school by my folks when I was little - third grade, it was; then on
to private schools till I finished college, majoring in physical education.
I wrestled girls, but usually I beat them so bad and so fast that they were
seldom a challenge for me. I thought of being a professional wrestler, but
the idea of travelling every day or so, sleazy motels, and 'putting out' for
agents didn't appeal to me. So I teach PE at my college and look for MEN to
wrestle. I have lots of time off, all summer if I want, and lots of week-
vacations and conventions where I can do my best out-of-town hunting. I
love to make men submit to my holds on the mat - you're gonna' do it too,
"Son-of-a-gun, that's what I do, too - look for women to wrestle for the
pure fun of getting a gal in an inescapable hold, then throwing the meat to
her," I said. We laughed at then, then turned toward each other ready for
the first fall. No rules, just wrestle until one or the other of us was
forced to submit to some painful submission hold. Tough Tina was really
"Don't worry if the top comes off - that will make getting at my breasts
easier for you, "Tough Tina grinned as Glamour (more pictures) advanced across the sheet-covered
...(to be continued)
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