My eighteenth birthday didn't feel very different to me. It was a Wednesday and I still had to go to school. My family wasn't going to celebrate my birthday until the weekend so I really wasn't expecting much. A senior in high school, I hadn't even gotten a date yet. The most I had done was make out a little bit with Mary Jane Kapinsky at a party. I was resigned to just another ordinary day.
As I was getting ready to go out to the bus, my sister, Vera, ran out after me. My sister was twenty-one and had dropped out of college. I wasn't quite sure what she did with her time and she hung out with a pretty fast crowd. "Little bro," she yelled after me, "I've got a favor to ask."
I thought about continuing on as if I couldn't hear her. Generally, when it came to doing favors for my sister, my wallet ended up lighter or I ended up taking the blame for her screw-ups.
I turned around slowly. "What is it?" I asked her, trying to look stern -- to ward off any requests.
"I need your wrestling expertise," she told me.
I looked at her in confusion. "It's not for me, it's for my friend, Brenda," she quickly interjected. "Look, she's auditioning for a role in a woman's wrestling league and she needs someone to show her some moves."
"You want me to teach a girl how to wrestle?" I asked her.
"She's not a girl," Vera scoffed. "She's twenty-two and yeah, maybe I'm stupid, but I thought you'd like the opportunity to put your hands on my smoking hot friend."
I was trying to remember what Brenda looked like but I was drawing a blank. Vera punched me in the shoulder. "That got your attention!" she exclaimed.
"Alright, tell me what I have to do -- but quickly, I've got to catch my bus."
"We'll pick you up from school and head over to her apartment," Vera told me. "How long do you think it will take to teach her the basics?"
"I don't know -- maybe ninety minutes?"
"Fabulous," Vera told me and before I could respond, she had turned and was headed back into the house. Vera had a lean, athletic body and I often found myself ogling her. I really found my sister sexy.
I spent the day at school fantasizing about teaching Brenda wrestling. I actually got in trouble for Math class for not paying attention as I imagined Brenda falling in love with me for my great skill at wrestling. I know that sounds pathetic, but I was pretty naïve about women. Anyway, it made the day pass quickly.
As I left the school building, I heard Vera shout out my name, "Don!" and I turned to see a pink Mustang driven by a cute redhead with Vera in the passenger seat.
"Oh, he's cute," Brenda told Vera as I climbed into the back seat.
"I really appreciate you doing this," Brenda told me and then, as if remembering that we hadn't met, she reached out her hand, "I'm Brenda. Pleased to meet you."
"I'm Don," I told her.
As we drove to Brenda's apartment, she asked me questions about wrestling strategy and rules and I did my best to answer.
Brenda's place was on the third floor of an old walkup and as we entered her apartment, it was clear she had readied it for wrestling. The furniture in the living room had been pushed out to the edges and in the center of the room was a set of mats.
"I know, it's not much," Brenda told me, "but just pretend it's a wrestling ring."
As I stood taking in the surroundings, Brenda began removing her clothing, quickly stripping down to her bra and panties. She had beautiful pale skin -- and a full ass and plump breasts. I must have looked confused. "I figured it would be easier if we didn't have a lot of clothes getting in the way," Brenda explained.
I nodded my head and removed my clothing. I was pretty proud of my body. I wasn't hugely built, but I was muscular and compact and I even had a six-pack. Brenda looked at me as I undressed, nodding her head as if in approval. I felt vulnerable standing in front of my sister and Brenda in my white briefs.
"Little bro rocking the tighty-whities!" Vera exclaimed. I looked at her sheepishly and she gave me a friendly grin.
I began by showing Brenda some basic moves -- a single leg take down, a half nelson. I did these moves in slow motion to instruct Brenda. At first I felt self-conscious in putting my hands on Brenda's body. As I moved across her body, I could feel the softness of her breasts and her ass, but I put these out of my mind. The last thing I wanted to do was pop a boner in front of my sister and her friend. After a while, I just treated Brenda like another wrestler and concentrated on illustrating the techniques.
Brenda was a good student and she picked up the moves quickly. I could also tell that she was pretty strong for a woman. After forty-five minutes or so of pretty intensive instruction, we paused for a water break.
"Maybe we could have a practice match?" Brenda asked.
"Sure," I told her. "Let's see how much you've learned."
We began the match standing up -- not exactly according to the rules, but Brenda indicated this was how matches began in the league. It felt odd to be competing with a woman. I grabbed Brenda by the outside of her arms, but instead of putting her to the ground, I hesitated. In that moment, she stepped into me and, grabbing my forward leg, took me to the ground. The hit to the ground awakened my competitive instinct and we grappled. Brenda had one arm around my chest, pinning my left arm to the side and her other arm was between my legs. I was on my side and she was trying to roll me onto my back. Involuntarily as I struggled to free myself, I began to feel myself becoming aroused because Brenda's arm was pressed up against my dick.
Brenda was placing her weight on me trying to move me from my side to my back and I could feel her breasts pressing against my leg and my rapidly stiffening cock. Fortunately, with a roll, I freed my left arm and was able to flip over and pin Brenda to the ground in one move. The move caught her off guard and knocked the wind out of her. I pinned both of her legs under me, my legs on either side of her and I had hold of her arms. My cock was pressing against Brenda's pussy. She shifted from side to side, struggling to free herself, and s she did, rubbed her crotch against my cock, driving me crazy. I could feel my cock getting harder and harder and it was hard to think what to do.
Brenda began to buck her hips and she caught me off guard. I bounced forward so that I was now straddling her stomach. I still had her arms pinned out above her, a wrist in each of my hands, and despite her thrashing, I was able to keep her arms pinned.
Vera was cheering from the sideline. "Hell yeah!" she yelled when Brenda made a good move.
In my advanced position, I could feel the sides of her breasts against my knees and I wanted more than anything to feel those breasts against my cock. Taking a chance, I slid myself up further, all the while holding onto Brenda's wrists. Leaning into Brenda, my cock was now pressed into her cleavage.
"Bro, what the hell kind of wrestling move is that?" Vera asked. I was concentrating too hard to answer Vera. I brought my legs together, pushing Brenda's breasts together from the side. I could feel their softness against my cock. Like an animal, I couldn't help myself. I began to thrust my hips, driving my cock into Brenda's cleavage.
