From: an176816@anon.penet.fi
Reply-To: an176816@anon.penet.fi
Date: Thu, 26 Jan 1995 13:23:09 UTC
Subject: rachael.txt - FF/f wrestling, more...

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I did not write the following story.  Rather, it is from my private archive
of stories which I have downloaded from bbs's, usenet, etc.  Let me know if
you like it.

I intend to post stories from my archive periodically on this usenet group.
If you have missed a story, send me an email through anon.penet.fi and I
can repost the story.

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When I was in college I had several friends that I used to
wrestle around with.  Nothing mean or to violent, jut some
friendly full body competition.  We would wrestle in various
forms of dress, with different rules.

One of my favorite opponents was a gal named Janice Acree.  She
was an engineering major.  She and I wrestled frequently.  I am
proud to say that I always won.

Well one day in the winter of 1990, I got a call from her, asking
if I was up to a match,  I told her that I was, and we set up our
meeting for the next evening.  What got me, was that she told me
there was a surprise waiting for me.
Hmmmmmm.

I got there and I was met by Janice and her room mate, Rachael.
After a few wine coolers, I was feeling pretty good. Then Janice
asked if I was read to take her on.  I needed to change, but
other than that, I was ready.

So I went into there bathroom, and changed  into one of my
wrestling outfits.  A teal blue G-string, and white tube top.  I
checked my hair (had to look good for the match) and went to meet
Janice.  But to my utter astonishment, I saw not only Janice
wearing her outfit, but Rachael too!  They were in matching
outfits. Simple hot pink bikinis.

I asked what was up,, and Janice told me that they both ere
going to wrestle me, if I was brave enough.  At first I was a
little leery of the idea of wrestling two women at the same time.
I could take on Janice with ease. I had never wrestled Rachael,
but I felt confident abut taking her on too. But both, I just
wasn't sure about that.

However, when Rachael brought up the subject of the winner/s
prize, I know I wanted to have this match.  It was Great.  The
looser (or losers) would have to take a bath in a tub full of
ice water, while the winner(s) watched and took pictures.

To further convince me, though they didn't need to (but they did
not know that) they outlined our rules, which would make it a
little more fair.  To win they would have to make me submit
twice, but I would only have to make one of them submit once.  No
one could punch, choke or bite, but I was allowed to pull hair
and use my fingernails, though i opted to not use them.  I don't
like to draw blood in a friendly match.  Pins didn't count for
anything in this match.

Now it was my turn.  I knew I wanted to wrestle this match.  But
I decided to have a little fun with Rachael, whom I felt to be a
novice.  I asked her if she was ready for a real wrestling match?
If she was up to the pain, and maybe the bruises. The clincher
was my asking if she was up to my almost certainly tearing off her
bikini and leaving her bare.

She surprised me by pulling one of the triangles that covered her
bosom and flashing me a view of her tit, saying that there weren't
any guys around, and who  cared if I saw her naked or not.  I
loved that attitude in her.  I said, "then lets go for it"

Almost instantly Rachael and Janice separated, and came at me
from two sides.  I got the feeling that this was well planned.  I
wasn't going to just stand there, so I attacked Janice.

I am not kidding when i tell you that Janice could be a model
She is 5'7" tall , and weight about 115 or 120 pounds.  She had
sandy blond hair, that hung loosely on her shoulders.  Her build
was average.  I estimated her measurements to be 34b, 22, 34.  She
wasn't very strong, but she know how  to use holds, and make them
work.

I didn't really know Rachael at all well.  She was a little
shorter than Janice, and not quite as pretty,  She was a
brunette, with brown eyes.  I estimated her weight to be around
135-140 pounds, 36b 24, 28.  Her ass filled her bikini bottom
well, but her bust didn't fill her bra.  I could not see much 
muscle tone in her arms or legs, but experience has taught me,
that a woman's appearance can be deceiving.

Janice and I locked, hands on shoulders. Rachael got behind me,
and but me in a full nelson.  The pressure on the back of my neck
was not as bad as it could have been, but it hurt none the less.
While I was trying to get out of the hold, Janice bent over, and
grabbed  my ankles.  Bad move.  my weight pulled me down out of
Rachael's grasp.  But Janice still had my legs.

Before I could get Janice to let go, Rachael knelt down, and
pinned my arms with her legs.  "well, well, well,, what do we do
with her now?"  Janice asked tauntingly.  Rachael responded,
"let's see how she feels abut being nude!"  and with that they
proceeded to strip me.  Janice pulled off my G-string, and
Rachael peeled my tube top down to my waist.  It was kind of
embarrassing.  NOT my nudity, I am a bit of a closet exhibitionist
anyway.  I was embarrassed at the fact of the excitement of being
striped by two women.  It turned me on.  But I didn't let my
stripping come easy to them.  I kicked and bucked around all I
could.

Then Janice made a mistake.  In trying to hold me down, she  got
between my legs.  That was an opportunity I needed.  I got my
knees on either side of her waist, hooked my feet together, and
turned on the pressure.  Jane's reaction was immediate.  She
let out a moan, and several grunts as  she tried to get me to let
go.

Rachael ordered me to let Janice go, but I refused.  I just
squeezed for all I was worth.  The look on Janice's face was one
of anger, and desperation,  She was even telling Rachael to "Make
her stop".  Then Janice got to her feet, which made my leg
scissors less effective.  But, it did give me a chance to free my
hands, and go for Rachael's top.  It came off with ease.  Janice
was able to step over me and use my scissors against me, by
putting me in a modified Boston crab.  She was not able to
maintain the hold and I quickly freed myself

I rolled away, and freed myself from the tube top, tossing it
aside.  Now it was Rachael's turn to lock up with me,  Our tits
brushed together, her nipples touching my own.  It felt
wonderful.  Her breasts, though the same size as my own, were
much firmer and rounder.  Janice seized my right arm, and twisted
it out to my side,  It was a simple move, but it was effective.
I turned my attention to my aching elbow and shoulder.  In turn
Rachael seized my left arm, and twisted it in the same
direction,.  Then they started to pull in opposite directions.
This also had to be a planned move on their part.  And it was a
good one.  I was naked, and being pulled in two directions.  I
tried to get out of it, but they held me firm.  When they put a
foot on my hips and used them for leverage it was all I could
take, and I had to give up.

They released me and I fell to my knees, holding my elbows,  I
wasn't mad or anything,. We were just having fun.  But I
realized, that if i was going to have any  hope at victory, I was
going to have to pull out all the stops, and fight dirty if I
had to.

When I stood back up, Rachael and Janice were  taunting me.
Telling me how good I looked naked, and how cute my heart shaped
bush was.  I reminded them that they still had to get me to
submit again to win.  Janice go cocky and told me that it would be
no problem.  Rachael asked if i was prepared to go  again.  I
looked at her, and told her " I am going to have fun twisting
those cute little titties of yours! Let's go for it!"

Rachael seemed taken aback with that.  I knew what was going
through her mind.  "Would she actually go for my chest?"

Again they separated.  This tie Janice came at me from behind,
Rachael from the front.  I held to my word.  I slapped Rachael's
right tit.  Her reaction to the sting was more than I had
expected.  She stepped back, holding her tit. A resounding "OW!"
sounded in the room.  A look of surprise was in her eyes.  That I
had actually done it, Slapped her precious boob!

Janice tackled me from the rear.  We fell to the floor in a
heap.  I was able to pull off Janice's bottoms.  Her blonde bush
was inches from my face.  The urge to kiss her pussy was almost
undeniable.  But I resisted,  She wasn't  into that kind of
thing and moreover we were engaged in combat.

Janice was able to get my head between her upper thighs and apply
a head scissors.  Her pussy was now even closer to my hungry
mouth.  Rachael held my arms and Janice held my legs. I was
prone.

Then in a strange move Rachael sat on my thighs and started to
tickle my feet.  It drove me up the wall!  Have you ever been
tickled against your will?  I was laughing and bucking like a
fish out of water, but then held me firm.

It was all I could do,  I had no choice.  I licked Janice's
pussy.  I was expecting her to be repulsed by the move, and roll
away.  But that didn't happen.  She screamed "YES!" and lay
there enjoying my tonguing.  I was too.  She tasted very sweet.
Rachael stopped her tickling of my feet, and I could feel her
starting to fondle my pussy.

Janice came very quickly.  Unfortunately, as she came, she
squeezed her legs together, and I was the victim.  Most women I
have been with, need a few minutes to rest after they orgasm, but
not Janice.  She move around, and pinned my arms to my side.
I was on my stomach, and she had all the leverage she needed to
hold me right where i was.

I heard Janice tell Rachael, out of breath, "Hey, she is a
lesbo!" and her room mate responded, "then lets have some fun
with her!  Hold her down, I'll be right back."  Janice shifted
and kinda held me down in a kind of  school boy press,  While
Rachael was gone, I   couldn't see where she went or what she was
doing.  But when she came back, they dragged me to their coffee
table.  I was resisting and fighting all the way.  I didn't know
what they were doing, but I know it was going to be fun.  But I
wasn't going to let them please me without a struggle!

It took a while but they managed to tie me to the coffee table.
I was on my stomach, my arms and knees each tied to an individual
table leg.  It was a great way to tie me up, and Cathy and I have
used it many times since.  They even tied a bandanna around my
eyes .  I couldn't see.  I didn't know what they were going to do
to me.  I was scared.  I think it was my fear that added to the
sheer eroticism of the moment.

"Look what we have here Rachael, a dyke.  What are we going to do
with her?"  Janice asked with disdain in her voice.  I know I
could trust Janice it was Rachael I was worried about.  I didn't
know her all that well.

Rachael said that she and Janice weren't lesbians, and I had to be
taught that making Janice climax was wrong.  With that they
started to spank my vulnerable ass.  Not very hard, just enough t
sting.  Each slap of her hands would get a moan out of me.  I
love to be spanked.  It hurt very nicely.

Rachael said :maybe we should get it out of her system."  Janice
agreed wit her, and then I could feel them slowly pushing
something into my ass.  It was warm and vibrating.  The dildo did
it's work, as they stroked my ass with the dildo.  It felt so
good sliding in and out of my ass.  I was panting and struggling
against my bonds in vain.  Then they slowly slid an even larger
dildo into my wide open pussy.  Both my ass and pussy were being
stroked with these tools of love.  I came almost instantly

Our fun continued into the night.  They did things to me that were
wonderful. But they never actually touched me.  They let their
toys do the work.  Before they would untie me, they made me
submit. proving that they had won the match.  But can you believe
that they still make me bath in a tub of ice water!