Grappling Girls: A Girl-Girl Wrestling Story

By Jason Pinaster

When firecracker Jax dithers between choosing a man or a woman for her next fight, fate steps in. Her opponent will be a woman: Jenna. Jenna is much stronger than Jax and has beaten every member of the ladies’ club she has wrestled. But Jax is faster. The winner will be decided by explosive girl-girl combat. Lesbian wrestling. Pins, scissoring, choke holds, tribbing—the works. Who will end up exhausted but happy? Who will end up victorious, and happy?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Jason Pinaster
• Release date: Nov 22, 2020
• ISBN: 9781005442453

Jason Pinaster

If you would like to be on my mailing list, please click on the box at the very bottom of the column under my photo. You will receive prompt notification of my new publications and special offers.I have heard say that the first obligation of a writer is to entertain. If so, the first obligation of a writer of erotica is to arouse and I hope you feel that I have succeeded.I believe that story sets the scene. A story lets the reader start to care for the characters in it. And if the reader cares about the characters, it is easier for him or her to identify with their arousal, to let that arousal tingle the reader’s own skin.Christopher Carter is a lawyer who’s into BDSM and other hijinks, most of them sexual. His stories feature a little fun, lots of sex, a little adventure, and Carter's special brand of justice. Lusty Lee was a private investigator whose nemesis forced her to pursue him through a new kink in each episode. The Mistress Megan stories take her through her development as a dominatrix during which she must satisfy their every fetish.While my current focus is on stories featuring (in order of frequency) erotic combat, wet and messy, action-adventure and tickling, I’m open to anything which turns me (and hopefully you) on. I dabble in sex games and BDSM. I have published two novellas set in Hedonism II, the notorious Jamaican resort and even one featuring a sentient sex robot.At present, I’m developing a Patreon page showcasing erotic combat vignettes: www.patreon.com/JasonPinasterPlease feel free to contact me at [e-mail] And don’t forget to click on the box at the very bottom of the column under my photo. Cheers!

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Grappling Girls: A Girl-Girl Wrestling Story © 2020 by Jason Pinaster

Some Other Wrestling Stories by Jason Pinaster:

Tiebreaker

Squished

Sex Wrestler

Gym Moves

Number One!

Sexy-B Wrestling

Brawling at the Sexy-B

Scissored

Volatile VP at Sexy-B (also features Jax)

Squeezed

Right Hand Ready

Slim

Zigzaging Zia

Copyright Notice: Copyright by Jason Pinaster 2020; all rights reserved.

This is a work of fiction; the characters are not you.

Cover Notes and Credits Many thanks to fightpulse.com

Back Notes: About Jason Pinaster, other books and stories by the author.

Acknowledgement and Author’s Note

Jason Pinaster has published numerous other stories, most notably the Christopher Carter Series and the Lusty Lee Logs. For a full list of his stories, please see his author profile.

Grappling Girls: A Girl-Girl Wrestling Story

I needed to decide whether to wrestle a man or a woman.

Looking in the mirror sometimes gave me the answer, so I stared at myself. But today all I saw was blonde hair flowing down to my shoulders, smooth skin, and perky features. My nose was slightly large and my lips thin. All in all, my face was still girlish, pretty, but not quite beautiful. It was a face which caused my opponents to underestimate me, which was generally good. Round and shapely breasts heightened their tendency to underestimate.

I turned away from the mirror; it held no answers.

Sarah was the last woman I had wrestled. She was co-owner of the Sexy-B fetish wrestling emporium. But since Max, the other co-owner, was rarely present, Sarah basically ran the place. She was a lithe beauty, just slightly taller and heavier than me. Her curly brunette hair flowed down to her shoulders. Above we had each worn thin cotton sports bras, hers purple, mine pink. Below I’d worn a matching pink string bikini. Her bottom was shiny stretch purple, lighter in color than her bra.

I had started the best of five round fight by holding my palms towards Sarah, fingers pointing up. She accepted my challenge to wrist-wrestle which was a mistake because as soon as our fingers interlaced, I forced her down to her knees. I jumped on top of her and we grappled, fast and furious, the advantage going back and forth. I was faster and stronger, but she had more skills.

Sarah tried to get me in a scissors hold but I pulled her forward. Her crotch was only inches from my face, but I had to hold onto her hips to prevent her from scooting down and wrapping her legs around my belly. We grunted and groaned as her legs rubbed against my breasts. I caught a glimpse of her eyes. She was finding this as sexy as I was. Game on!

She tried to pull away but I grabbed an ankle, forcing her to go onto all fours. I pulled back on the ankle, then jumped onto her back, smashing her face-first into the mats. Before Sarah could recover her wind, I got her into a classic camel clutch, her arms pulled backwards over her knees and my hands under her chin to stretch her spine into a backwards semi-circle. She had no choice but to tap out.

Round two started with us standing and circling. I was fully warmed up now—both muscles and elsewhere. Plus winning round one made me feel good about myself.

I shot in and managed to get her in a bear hug. She was soft and warm, breathing heavily as I lifted her up. I tried to get her to the mats but her balance was too good and I had to let her down. But all was not lost and I was able to pull our pubic bones together and rotate them back and forth. Her satin shorts slid smoothly up and down my thin bikini bottom. She lifted me up and that pressed us even closer together.

You’d like me to fuck you, I teased, "wouldn’t you, Sarah, you