Wrestling with Love

Courtney and Megan were wrestling each other fiercely. Just when it seemed that one of them had the upper hand, the other would turn the tables. Both of them were giving it all they had, and were working up a good sweat. Finally, Courtney wore Megan down and pinned her. This time, Megan couldn't muster the strength to get out of Courtney's hold.

Then the coach blew the whistle. "All right, good job both of you. That's enough for today." Courtney and Megan were both wrestlers on the wrestling team at State University. They were practicing on a Tuesday afternoon for their upcoming meet. Courtney extended her hand to help Megan up off the mat. The coach took Megan aside to talk to her about her technique.

Courtney's two friends from the team, Madison and Carly walked over. "Ready to go?" asked Madison.

"One minute," Courtney answered.

Courtney walked over to the bleachers to pack her equipment bag. A group of students were sitting on the bleachers, watching the practice. A male student was sitting in the second row, right above where Courtney was packing her bag. "You're a good wrestler, for a girl" he said to Courtney. She did not feel the need to answer such a stupid remark. She stood up to start walking away, when he continued talking to her. "You could beat girls, but you couldn't beat a guy."

Carly answered for Courtney. "She's beaten lots of guys."

He had an answer for her. "They were probably gay."

Now Madison chimed in. "I think you're gay." Now the two guys he was sitting with, silent so far, started laughing hysterically.

Courtney was having none of it. "Let's go" she said to her friends as she turned away from him.

He persisted. "You couldn't beat me."

Finally, she answered him. "Of course I could beat you, now get lost."

Undaunted, he kept at her. "I challenge you to a match."

This was ridiculous, thought Courtney. She had a scholarship for wrestling at a Division I college. Did he think that he could beat her just because he was a guy? He was either trying to pick her up, or pick a fight with her. Either way, she was not interested.

One of his friends cautioned him. "I wouldn't mess with her, Connor. She looks pretty tough." Connor, however, was not afraid. "I think I can take her, unless she is too scared to wrestle me." Courtney was not one to back down from a challenge from anyone. "Think you can take me, big mouth? I'll wrestle you right now."

Madison tried to talk her out of it. "Courtney, don't. You don't want to take a chance on getting hurt before the meet."

Courtney was not concerned. "I won't get hurt. I'll pin him in no time. Come on big mouth, let's go."

Connor stood up. Courtney and her friends were surprised at how tall he was. He had long arms and long legs. He looked to be about fifteen pounds heavier and two inches taller than Courtney, who was five foot, eight. When Courtney glanced over at her friends, she noticed that Carly was eyeing him up and down, like she was really impressed. He came down out of the bleachers, took off his sneakers, and began to stretch.

Courtney was very athletic, and had always played sports. She had been wrestling since she was ten years old. Some of the schools and wrestling clubs she joined didn't have many girls wrestling, so she had to wrestle a lot of boys. She won most of the time and lost sometimes, but all of the boys respected her. It was not unusual for her to become friends with boys she wrestled, even ones she beat. Having beaten some boys bigger than her, she wasn't worried about this big mouthed guy, even if he was bigger.

Besides being athletic, Courtney was also beautiful. She had deep blue eyes and long, dark hair tightly tied back. Her frame was slender, but she had strong legs. Her ass seemed just the right shape. Her breasts were not huge, but they were perky, and her nipples seemed to be trying to poke through her sports bra.

"Are you ready Courtney?" he asked confidently.

"How do you know my name?" she seemed surprised.

He calmly answered, "I just heard your friend call you Courtney." Carly laughed along with Connor's two friends. "See Courtney, I'm already winning the psychological battle."

Courtney was not amused. "I'm ready, let's go."

Facing each other, they both crouched in position. Circling around, each of them waited for the other to make the first move. She dared him to come at her. "Come on big mouth, come and get me. Come on. Let's see you take me down." He didn't take the bait at first. After circling a couple more times, they grabbed each other's shoulders. Courtney pivoted, spun on her right foot, and threw him to the mat. Getting on top of him, she got to work trying to pin him down.

Then he did something she did not expect. He flipped her over on her back. As she hit the mat, she grunted hard, revealing that the flip hurt her. Now he was on top, trying to pin her. Grabbing his arms, she could feel his strength. Obviously, he had wrestled before, and he was stronger than she expected. Beating him was not going to be as easy as she thought it would be. Courtney was unable to flip him back over, but she was able to get free by slithering out from under him and pushing him away.

Now that she was free she stood up and thought of a new strategy to pin him. Once again, they locked arms and Courtney threw him down. This time, she wrapped her arms around his head to put him in a head lock. His face was now in between her breasts. With her legs spread far apart over him, he was unable to flip her over. Rather than trying to escape, he seemed to be trying to move his face over to her breast, so that it would rub on her nipple. Courtney actually liked this feeling, and she could feel her nipples getting hard.

Courtney quickly reminded herself that she was supposed to be pinning him, not getting her nipples stimulated. Still holding him down, she pulled her legs in so that she could get them around his legs. As she did this, she could feel his cock against her crotch. Connor now seemed to have an erection, and was pushing his cock against her. This made her angry, and she decided to finish him off. She got her feet between his thighs and pulled them apart, trapping him in a grapevine hold. Knowing he could not break her hold, Connor tapped his hand on the mat to signal that he was conceding the match.

Courtney released him from the hold and stood up. Connor also stood up. Instead of being embarrassed or defeated, he seemed rather pleased with himself. "You beat me, but only because I am out of shape. You couldn't beat me again. We'll have to have a rematch."

Was this guy serious? "No rematch" said Courtney, as she began to walk away.

"I'll bet you fifty dollars" he called after her. Now he had her attention. Courtney was always short on cash. Wrestling and school work left her no time to get a job. Her parents struggled financially and sent her very little money.

"You want to bet fifty dollars that you can beat me?" Courtney asked.

"Sure" answered Connor. "I just need a week to get in shape."

"Don't, Courtney" said Madison.

But Courtney was not worried, and she could really use the fifty dollars. "OK. You're on, big mouth. Fifty dollars. One week from today, three o'clock."

Connor was delighted. "See you then Courtney."

On Saturday, Courtney and her team had their wrestling meet. Courtney easily pinned all three of her opponents-all female-and the team won. There would not be another meet for a couple of weeks after that, so the coach gave the team some time off from practice. Not even concerned about losing to Connor, Courtney did not do anything to prepare for the rematch.

When Tuesday came around, Courtney came to the gym, accompanied by Madison and Carly. Connor seemed excited to see her. "Hi Courtney, are you ready?"

Courtney glared at him. "I'm ready, let's go"

Once again, the two of them circled, waiting for the other to make the first move. Courtney faked at him once, and he backed away. Finally, he grabbed her by the shoulders. This time, though, he fell backwards and pulled her on top of him. He quickly locked his legs around her in a triangle hold. She tried to break the hold by rolling over, but that only succeeded in getting her right arm pinned underneath him. With both hands, he grabbed her left wrist, and pulled her left arm behind her. Still holding her left wrist with his left hand, he used his right arm to pin her head against his chest.

She tried to break his hold, but he was too strong. Courtney then tried to slither out of his hold, but he pulled her arm tighter. Still trying to get free, she grunted in pain. Madison could see that Courtney was hurting, and she came over. "Let her go" she demanded to Connor. He still held on.

Now Carly came over too. "Dude, you're hurting her. Let her go." This time, Connor released her from his hold.

Courtney was humiliated. She didn't think there was any way he could beat her, but he did. She had underestimated him, and now this jerk embarrassed her in front of her friends. Pleased with his victory, Connor now asked to collect his winnings. "Well, I guess you owe me fifty bucks."

Oh shit, she thought. She was so sure that she would win, she didn't even bother to bring the money with her. In an embarrassed tone, she said she would have to go back to her dorm room to get it.

"Don't worry about it Courtney. I don't really want the money. I just wanted to prove I was as good a wrestler as you are."

This statement made her angry. Forgetting her embarrassment, she challenged him. "You are not as good as I am. You got lucky. You would never be able to beat me again."

"Forget it, Courtney. You beat me once, I beat you once. Now we're even."

Courtney would not let it go. "I can beat you any other time. I will bet you double you can't beat me again, unless you are scared."

With a confident demeanor, Connor answered her challenge. "OK Courtney. I'll wrestle you again, but not for money."

Courtney looked at him with a scowl. "If not money, what do you want?"

His answer disgusted her. "How about the loser performs oral sex on the winner?"

"Are you sick or something?" said Courtney, with a sour look on her face.

"Are you scared Courtney?"

Madison tried to intervene. "You don't need this Courtney. Just walk away from this asshole."

Courtney could not walk away from a challenge, and could not let him think he was as good as her. "I'll take your bet. Friday at three, and this time, I'll beat you."

Connor was pleased. "See you then."

The next two days, Courtney worked hard to get ready. She spent a few hours at the gym, running, lifting, whatever she could do. She sparred with Brad, a bigger but less experienced wrestler from the men's team. She easily pinned him twice.

On Thursday afternoon before the match, Courtney was walking to class with Madison and Carly. Madison was trying to talk her out of wrestling Connor again. "If you get hurt, you won't be able to wrestle for the team. If you lose, you have to blow him."

She was determined. "I'm not going to lose, so I won't have to blow him. I'm not going to get hurt, either. I might even hurt him."

Carly had a different outlook on the situation. "If she wins, he'll have to suck her pussy." Courtney was not interested. "He's not going to get near my pussy. I'm going to kick his ass, and that's the end of it."

Carly continued. "I think he's cute. I'd like to pin him and make him suck my pussy."

Courtney rolled her eyes. "Well Carly, when I'm done beating him, you can have him."

On Thursday night after her workout, Courtney went to the food court. After picking out a light meal of a tuna wrap, an apple and bottled water, she proceeded to the counter to pay for the meal. She put down her tray and fumbled through her bag to find her meal pass. When she looked up, Connor was standing in front of her. Connor was cheerful, as usual. "Hey Courtney, do you want to join me for something to eat?"

"I don't want to eat with you. Get out of my way."

He was undeterred. "Come on Courtney. Just because we are going to have a fight doesn't mean we can't be friends."

But Courtney was having none of it. "We are not going to be friends. After I kick your ass tomorrow, I don't ever want to see or hear from you again. Now go away." For the first time since Courtney met him, Connor looked disappointed. He walked away without saying a word.

Shortly after Courtney sat down at a table, her friend Matt sat at the table with her. Matt was a friend of hers from the men's wrestling team. "Hey Courtney, who was that guy you were just talking to?"

"Just some asshole," she answered.

Matt continued. "He looks like somebody I used to know."

That got Courtney's attention. "Where do you know him from?"

"He looks like Connor Kelly. We used to compete against him in high school. He had a shot to be an all-state wrestler. Then his team had a party that got out of control, and they all got arrested for underage drinking. The school suspended the team and cancelled the season in his senior year. It was a real shame. I think he lost a scholarship because of it." Courtney was dumbfounded. Connor wasn't just an asshole with a big mouth. He was a former high school wrestler, maybe good enough to be all-state.

Courtney headed back to her dorm room for the night. She wanted to get to sleep early, to rest for her match with Connor. Her roommate was not around, probably getting drunk at some frat house. Her ritual before a big match was to take a warm bath by candlelight, lie in bed nude and masturbate. She usually played with herself gently, but tonight she rubbed herself much harder and deeper. She found herself thinking about her earlier matches with Connor. Despite having an soaking wet orgasm, she felt unsatisfied.

The time for the match had finally arrived. Connor was loose and upbeat, while Courtney was serious and focused. Madison and Carly came to provide support.

They met on the mat once again. Courtney quickly but carefully grabbed him. Using a move she learned in Judo, she used her leg to kick his feet out from under him and drop him to the mat. He got up on his knees and tried to stand up, but she wouldn't let him. She put her arms around him from behind and held him down on the mat. Then she used both her legs to trap his left leg. Reaching under his right arm, she pulled back his right shoulder and used her body to pin back his right arm. She was now able to use both hands to hold down his left arm.

Courtney now had his body twisted so that they were face to face. He tried to slither out, but her grasp was too strong. "Do you still think you're better than me, big mouth?"

His answer shocked her. "I always knew you were a better wrestler than I am. Even when I won, I knew it was because you were not at your best. And I knew you would win today, because you are too smart and too much of a competitor to lose to me again. And that's why I love you."

Courtney was dumbstruck. "You love me?"

Connor went on. "I have loved you since the minute I saw you. You are beautiful, strong and athletic. I could watch you wrestle or do anything else all day long."

She was puzzled. "Then why did you keep thrash talking to me?"

He had an answer. "It was the only way I could get your attention. If I used some stupid pickup line, I knew you would just blow me off. I knew you were too competitive to walk away from a challenge."

No guy had ever spoken to her like that before. She had lots of male friends, but they all thought of her as another wrestler. Courtney had very few boyfriends in her life. She had always concentrated on athletics and school.

Connor's expression of love just overwhelmed her. As she still held him to the mat, they kissed spontaneously. It was a long, passionate kiss. Madison and Carly's mouths were wide open in disbelief.

"Well, Courtney, I guess I have to pay up." Courtney had forgotten about the bet. The loser had to perform oral sex on the winner.

"Should we go to my dorm room?" she asked.

Connor was agreeable. "It's either that or we could do it right here on the mat." She released him immediately.

"My dorm is only a block away." They quickly picked up their bags. Arm in arm, they practically ran out of the gym.

"Courtney, where are you going?" Madison called after them.

"Hey, Courtney, I thought you said I could have him after you beat him," said Carly, in a disappointed tone.

Back at her dorm room, they began kissing as soon as they closed the door. They pulled each other's clothes off, as if they were being graded on speed. After she leaped on the bed, they slowed down. He took one of her feet in his hands, and rubbed it gently. She used her other foot to caress his neck. Taking her foot off his neck, he licked her toes. That allowed her to use her other foot to caress his balls and the underside of his huge cock.

He slid both of his hands up her legs. Pulling her legs apart, he ran his thumbs down the insides of her thighs. He gently brushed his hand over her shaved pussy. Using the palm of his hand, he made a circular motion above her opening. She began to tremble with anticipation. As he slowly lowered his head toward her pussy, she ran her fingers through his hair. At first, he licked around the outside. Gradually he worked his tongue inside her. She was tight, but starting to open up.

His tongue worked its way inside and up to her clit. This made her start moaning. He slid one finger in top, and kept licking from the bottom. She was in such ecstasy, she reached around the back of his head, and pushed it into her. He started making a circular motion with his tongue. She had the deepest orgasm ever in her life. Wrapping her legs around his head, she turned him over so that she was on top. With his long, hard cock sticking straight up in the air, she knew she wanted it inside her. Still dripping wet from her orgasm, she slid down on his cock. He guided himself into her, and she started to fuck him fast and hard.

Soon they were both in a frenzy and moaning loudly. His cock was rubbing hard against her clit. As she had a second orgasm, he was getting ready to come. Reaching around to grab her ass, he pumped her hard until he released. Both out of breath, they had a deep French kiss.

Courtney couldn't believe it. This guy who she hated, who annoyed her, was the one guy who told her he loved her. Just yesterday, she looked forward to beating him and never him seeing again. Now they enjoyed passionate sex, and she looked forward to more.

After cuddling quietly, he broke the silence. "Wow, that made me hungry. Let's go get something to eat."

"Who's going to pay?" she asked.

Again, he had an answer. "I'll wrestle you for it."