True Wrestling Experience Story

[bruce911187]

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When I was 9 I went out on a winters day
to have a snowball fight with some friends. It wasn’t real cold and
we had about 4 inches of snow, perfect snowball weather. While we
were out there one of the boys’ older sister came home and was going
into their house. My buddy blasted her in the back with a snowball
and unknown to me she thought I did it. Probably because I was the
bully among this group of boys. She walked up behind me and I didn’t
see her coming. She threw me down in the snow and schoolgirl pinned
me sitting on my chest and pinning my shoulders with her knees. I was
in shock over this and in fright I started fighting for my life. I
bucked, squirmed and kicked trying to get her off me. Her knees dug
painfully into my shoulders and I had a heavy coat on which helped
her trap me.

A few times I dislodged her but before I could scramble to my
feet she would throw me back down and pin me again. I hiked my legs up
and kicked her in the back of the head 3 or 4 times which only served
to piss her off more. She curled her fist up and told me if I kicked
her again she would hit me in the face. I told her I was sorry, that I
didn’t do it and I begged her to let me go realizing that I couldn’t
escape from her.

She responded by smashing dirty snow in my face and when I would
yell out she shoved it in my mouth making me cough and gag. It was
sheer misery, my legs were numb with cold from being in the snow but
my upper body was hot and sweaty like on a summer day because of the
heavy coat I was wearing.

The other boys just stood there and watched and behind me I could
glimpse an older boy watching from next-door leaning on the fence. I
think she was showing off for him. Finally I yelled at my buddy to go
get my aunt who lived a couple of blocks away. Serious wimp moment
for me but she had just wore me out. When my aunt finally arrived she
got off me and walked away. Embarrassed and humiliated I complained to
my aunt how she had snuck up on me. My aunt calmly told me that’s how
girls do it.

I got home and was changing clothes when I suddenly realized what
a thrill it was being trapped by this naughty girl. From that moment
on I regretted calling for my aunt and wished I had let her finish
what she had started. I wanted to tangle with her again but I didn’t
have the nerve to go anywhere near her.I began to like girls that day.
That girl kept me pinned for at least 40 minutes and it was the most
exciting event of my childhood.

[carl brown]

40 minutes is a long time to be pinned down. You should have been worn out. Question ..how old was she at the time. And have you Eve saw her when the weather was better to see how she looked physically

[bruce911187]

Originally Posted by carl brown [Only Registered Users Can See LinksClick Here To Register]

40 minutes is a long time to be pinned down. You should have been worn out. Question ..how old was she at the time. And have you Eve saw her when the weather was better to see how she looked physically

It happened a long time ago but it is my strongest childhood memory. I remember it like yesterday.

You are quite right, I was exhausted, my legs were jello and even after I made it home my hands and legs were still shaking from the struggle and the cold.

It was difficult to undress, I only worked through it because my clothes were wet.

The older girls name was Lisa I believe and she was somewhere between
13-15.

I saw her once years later and she looked to be about 5`6, fairly strong and maybe 140lb give or take a few. An attractive brunette and generally, based on her brothers comments about her, a bitch. LOL!

I wish now I had approached her and tried to strike up a conversation but back then I was still shy about the incident and my passion for wrestling females.

Something else, I didn`t include when I wrote this little story. My buddy, who threw the snowball at her, fessed up to his dirty deed years later when we were adults.

Until then, I didn`t knew who threw one at her or if she had even been hit.
He said he hit her right in the face which I guess, is why she was so mad.

[carl brown]

There wasn't much you could do. Girls ...especially the older ones are so much more physically developed than the boys are. You were the toughest kid of your bunch but not the toughest of your neighborhood that crown went to Lisa.

[bruce911187]

Originally Posted by carl brown [Only Registered Users Can See LinksClick Here To Register]

There wasn't much you could do. Girls ...especially the older ones are so much more physically developed than the boys are. You were the toughest kid of your bunch but not the toughest of your neighborhood that crown went to Lisa.

Yeah I was an only child and completely oblivious to the threat she posed. I found out later that she often picked on her younger brother who was someone I didn`t know all that well. He only hung with us once in awhile. If he were here he would have some good stories to tell but I know he hated whatever she did to him. He would not look back on the memories with the fondness that we all do. He never ever mentioned his sister in conversation except one time when he was pissed at me and rubbed it in about how she pushed my face into the mud.
The ridicule was really funny to me even at the time .

[del]

Originally Posted by bruce911187 [Only Registered Users Can See LinksClick Here To Register]

Finally I yelled at my buddy to go
get my aunt who lived a couple of blocks away. Serious wimp moment
for me but she had just wore me out. When my aunt finally arrived she
got off me and walked away. Embarrassed and humiliated I complained to
my aunt how she had snuck up on me. My aunt calmly told me that’s how
girls do it.

I got home and was changing clothes when I suddenly realized what
a thrill it was being trapped by this naughty girl. From that moment
on I regretted calling for my aunt and wished I had let her finish
what she had started. I wanted to tangle with her again but I didn’t
have the nerve to go anywhere near her.I began to like girls that day.
That girl kept me pinned for at least 40 minutes and it was the most
exciting event of my childhood.

If you were 9 and she was 13 and used to fighting her brother, you didn't get owned because she snuck up on you. You could have attacked her full force from behind and you still would have ended up the same way. Or maybe you wouldn't have gotten off so easily - LOL. My neighbor girl was still overpowering and outwrestling boys her own age when she was 13.

What made you feel like you wanted to tangle with her again? Was it to avenge your loss, or to see if she could do it to you again when you were more prepared, or just the general thrill? Too bad that never happened. It could have been great. Since we had lots of neighborhood sports and wrestling matches, most of the boys and girls tangled with each year after year.

[pinneddown]

I would never have called for help even though 40 minutes must have been strenuous she might have set a record sit on if continued and maybe she would have let you submit and beg to be her follower from then on and sat on and punished and used to be her seat regularly then you would have even better and more vivid reflections to think about when alone and closing eyes remembering how wonderful it was beneath her

[bruce911187]

Originally Posted by del [Only Registered Users Can See LinksClick Here To Register]

If you were 9 and she was 13 and used to fighting her brother, you didn't get owned because she snuck up on you. You could have attacked her full force from behind and you still would have ended up the same way. Or maybe you wouldn't have gotten off so easily - LOL. My neighbor girl was still overpowering and outwrestling boys her own age when she was 13.

What made you feel like you wanted to tangle with her again? Was it to avenge your loss, or to see if she could do it to you again when you were more prepared, or just the general thrill? Too bad that never happened. It could have been great. Since we had lots of neighborhood sports and wrestling matches, most of the boys and girls tangled with each year after year.

I wanted her to pin me again. She became my first fantasy. I`ve had a wrestling fetish ever since that day.

[bruce911187]

Originally Posted by pinneddown [Only Registered Users Can See LinksClick Here To Register]

I would never have called for help even though 40 minutes must have been strenuous she might have set a record sit on if continued and maybe she would have let you submit and beg to be her follower from then on and sat on and punished and used to be her seat regularly then you would have even better and more vivid reflections to think about when alone and closing eyes remembering how wonderful it was beneath her

I was just a boy and she was showing off in front of the other boys who were watching it. At that moment I was scared, caught by surprise, and didn`t have the fetish. It was sheer torment because I had my winter coat on. It made pinning me easy for her and I got very hot and sweaty during the incident. It was misery LMAO!!!

It wasn`t until after the fact that I wished to experience being pinned again.

But, all my life, I won`t let myself get pinned fully clothed. I freak out and I get claustrophobic from it. I can`t tolerate anything more then wearing a t shirt and sweats and I`m not even crazy about that.