It was the third period, and we were tied two to two. I struggled with all my might, with every ounce of strength I had left, sweat dripping from my body, and I managed to flip him on his back. 30 seconds remaining and I pressed down his shoulders with everything I had. Inch by slow painful inch, they came closer to the mat, and with only seven seconds remaining, I heard the ref's hand hit the mat.
I jumped high in the air, pumping my fist, and ran to my waiting mother in the stands to hug her. I was the 165 state wrestling champ, and I owed it all to the workouts and training that my incredibly beautiful and muscular mother put me through.
I took her in my arms and hugged her as her strong arms returned the hug and she planted a kiss on my cheek. It was all I could do to refrain from caressing her denim covered ass and stick my tongue into her mouth, as we constantly did in the privacy of our home.
Since she kicked my deadbeat drunken father out of the house, our relationship had become unreal. Our late night wrestling in the basement often turned into competitions of straining muscle against muscle, with grunts and strains as our bodies slammed together. Both of us would give our all, and we had become totally committed to each other over the past six months, sharing the shower, the bed, and every activity in our lives. She had become my world, and I had become hers.
Since I had to watch what I ate for the weigh-in, we celebrated on the way home, by stopping at Danny's Parlor for a banana split. We were like two high school kids, madly in love as we stared into each other's eyes, and shared ice cream, wiping spills tenderly off each other's mouths.
After pigging out at Danny's we arrived at home and entered the house. The first thing my Mom did after I closed the door was turn to me, take me into her strong arms, and give me a deep probing kiss that lasted over a minute.
"I'm so proud of you Honey, and just wanted to show you how much."
"Mmmmm, that was great Mom. I should win State Tournaments more often."
"Well it was an incredible match, and made me horny as Hell when you pinned his body to the mat, with your legs spread wide for support. I could just imagine that sexy big cock in my mouth, sucking the cum from your body."
"Geeesch Mom. You know when you talk like that, it turns me to mush."
"Well Mr. Mush, do you think you have enough leftover for a match with your Mommy? You know how wrestling turns me on, so I could make it worth your while."
"I think that banana split gave me a second wind, so I have more than enough to kick your beautiful ass. I really think I might be able to beat you tonight."
"Okay Mr. Bad-Assed State Champion, let's hit the basement and see what you've got."
Both of us got to the edge of the large green mat and slowly started to strip down. I tossed my shoes in the corner and my Mom did the same. She unfastened her skin tight jeans and slowly pushed them over her muscular thighs and calves. She then crossed her hands to grab the bottom of her T-shirt and pulled it up over her head.
She was braless, and her firm ripe breasts stood proudly along with her rock hard abs, and power-packed arms. She was truly a vision, standing in her green silk panties. I had stripped down completely, and advanced on her with my rock hard 9 ½ inch cock leading the way.
"May I have the honors Mommy?" She loved it when I called her that, and told me often, I would always be her sexy little man.
I slowly dropped to my knees and smiled up at her as I gently removed her panties. She stepped out of them and I inspected them, to find beautiful black hairs, covering the light yellow and brown stains. I drew them to my nose, inhaling deeply, and closed my eyes, lost in the scent of her.
"Okay, that's enough. Mommy wants to kick your butt, so give me a kiss and let's get on with it."
I rose and wrapped my arms around her and tasted the warmth of her soft lips and tongue as they explored my mouth.
We broke the kiss, then moved to the mat and squatted, with outstretched hands, ready to attack. On the word go, we both advanced, and locked up, with each attempt at a takedown causing her breasts to jump, and my hard dick to thump up against my stomach.