Crushing colleen
By Chicago Mike mikescissors@yahoo.com
First-time girl/girl wrestling ends in domination, knock-out

	I've always been somewhat athletic, but the only wrestling I'd ever done was with 
my boyfriend Mike. Even then, it was mostly fooling around to get him worked up for 
sex. I never actually got a chance to wrestle much, because he was always "ready to go" 
before very long. I usually rubbed my (36D) breasts in his face for a little while, then got 
him in a school-boy pin or sat on his face. By then, the match was pretty much over and 
we were on to bigger and better things.
	But tonight I had invited a girl from work over for a friendly match. Colleen and I 
had started out talking about what we did to turn on our boyfriends, and when the subject 
of wrestling came up, she agreed that it was something she liked to do, too. We talked 
about it a little more, and had agreed to wrestle each other. At a little after 7:15 my 
doorbell rang, and I buzzed Colleen in.
	I offered her a glass of wine, and she accepted. We sat on the couch making small 
talk for a while, waiting for the wine to take effect. After a glass for each one of us, the 
time had come.
	"So, are you ready to rumble?" I asked. Colleen laughed.
	"Yeah, I guess so. But remember to take it easy on me, Tina. You're bigger than 
me," she replied.
	"Don't go getting soft on my now," I said, laughing. "I don't know about you, but 
I'm sick of my 2-minute matches with Mike. Submissions only?" I asked.
	"You've got it," Colleen said. The wine had helped loosen our inhibitions, and we 
stripped down to our underwear. I was wearing a black underwire bra and a matching 
thong. Colleen had on bright white, cotton panties and a matching bra as well.
	"What, did you buy a new outfit just for our match?" I asked. She laughed.
	"Kind of, yeah," she said, and I was glad. It meant she had been looking forward 
to this as much as I had. We started out facing each other in my living room, all of the 
furniture moved to the sides to allow us plenty of room to maneuver. After circling each 
other nervously for a minute or so, I struck first by grabbing Colleen's shoulders and 
attempting to get her in a headlock. She grabbed my shoulders in a similar fashion and 
we locked up. While grappling furiously for balance and control, I managed to use my 
superior size and strength to pull Colleen towards me, then hook my right foot behind her 
left ankle. A hard tug to my right, and Colleen went tumbling to the mat. I fell on top of 
her.
	Lying on top of /behind Colleen, I was now able to get my right arm around her 
neck in a headlock/chokehold. I grabbed my right wrist with my left hand, clamping on a 
deadly sleeper hold. While Colleen struggled to escape that, I scissored my longer legs 
around her tiny midsection. I was definitely in control.
	"How do you like the match so far, Colleen?" I asked.
	"Eergh! Not bad!" she gasped back. She was being a good sport, but I had her in a 
pretty bad position.
	"Remember, submissions only!" I gleefully chirped. I knew I was going to make 
her submit, and I was really looking forward to hearing it. Colleen continued to squirm, 
but there was no way she could overpower me now.
	"Rraagh! Okay! I give! I give! I submit!" Colleen squawked.
	"Oh...so soon?" I teased. "Even Mike usually lasts longer than this, and he just 
wants to fuck me!"
	"I give, Tina! I give!" Colleen panted again. She pawed weakly at my right arm 
with her hands. I knew she was struggling to breathe and to compete. I decided that I 
would release this hold, but not give up my overpowering position. I let go of my sleeper 
hold and bodyscissors, but as Colleen tried to weakly roll away from me, I puller her long 
blond hair toward me so that her tiny head went right in between my thighs. I locked my 
ankles for a devastating headscissors.
	"How about this hold, Colleen?" I taunted. "Do you like this one better than the 
last one?"
	"Hey, no fair!" Colleen whined. "I said I give up! You have to let me go!"
	"I did let you go, you just weren't quick enough to get away, bitch," I snapped 
back. "Don't start crying now just because you're losing." Colleen began to grunt softly 
as she tried furiously to escape my headscissors. When she reached up to try to pull my 
thighs apart, I grabbed her wrists and pulled them toward me, totally immobilizing her 
arms. While I gave Colleen's head an extra squeeze, I pulled a little harder on her wrists.
	"Owwwwww!" Colleen cried. "You're hurting me! I give up! I give up!"
	"Already, Colleen?" I said. "Geez, that's two submissions in about 5 minutes. I 
thought you were a better wrestler than that."
	"Just let me go! I said I give up!" she said.
	"I don't think so. I think we need to come up with something better for you to say 
than 'I give.' Let's see, why don't you tell me that I'm stronger than you?"
	"You're stronger than me! You're stronger than me!" Colleen bleated. She would 
have said anything I wanted her to at that point just to get out of my hold.
	"That's right, I am," I said happily. I loosened my grip on her wrists and neck just 
enough for her to get away. She was still weak, but tried to crawl away from me so I 
wouldn't get her again. No such luck. I grabber her by the hair again, and this time I 
threw her down on her back. Before she could wiggle away, I plopped down on top of her 
in a perfect "body splash." I heard her say "ooof," and I knew I had knocked some of the 
air out of her. Before she could recover, I scooted up her body and grabbed her wrists 
again, pinning them above her head. I then prepared to use the move I had wanted to use 
on another woman for a long time. I put each one of my breasts on one side of Colleen's 
face and pushed down hard. She immediately began having a hard time breathing, since 
even with a bra on, I'm more than a mouthful. I made it worse for Colleen by taking my 
elbows and pushing inward on my tits to make the breast smother even tighter.
	"How do you like this move, Colleen? Mike loves it, but I don't think you'll like 
it as much!"
	"Mmmmph! Umph! Rrrrmph!" came from beneath my tits. Colleen couldn't even 
say a word, and I was on top of the world.
	"This time I want you to say something different, okay, Colleen?" I asked.
	"Mmmph!" was the only reply I heard, but I assumed she agreed.
	"When I lift my big tits off your face, I want you to say, 'Colleen is a slut!' three 
times, okay?"
	"Mmmmph!" Again, no word from Colleen. But I know that women HATE to 
have other women call them sluts, and to have to call herself that word in front of another 
woman, well, that would be the ultimate humiliation for Colleen! I raised my tits slightly 
off of Colleen's face.
	"Colleen is a slut, Colleen is a slut, Colleen is a slut..." she murmured weakly. I 
laughed.
	"That's nowhere near loud enough, bitch. I'm gonna smother you some more, and 
when I lift up again, you better yell it much louder than that. I want my neighbors to 
hear!"
	"No, wait, I..." Colleen sputtered. Too late. I slammed my tits back on her face 
again, this time wiggling my chest back and forth to rub them in even more. After a few 
more minutes of feeling Colleen's hot breath on my tits, I raised up.
	"Let's hear it, slut," I said.
	"COLLEEN IS A SLUT! COLLEEN IS A SLUT! COLLEEN IS A SLUT!" she 
yelled with more force than I thought she had in her little body. She must have really 
wanted my tits off of her face.
	"Very good, Colleen," I said. "I wonder if the neighbors heard?" My question was 
answered in less than 10 seconds, as I heard banging on the wall from the next apartment, 
a sign that we were making too much noise.
	"Well, I guess they did, huh?" I laughed cruelly. "I guess that pretty much ends 
this match." With that, I pushed myself quickly to a sitting position, and scooted up so 
that my knees pinned Colleen's biceps to the floor.
	"I guess there's only one way to end this match, Colleen," I said. "And that's with 
putting you to sleep!"
	"No, please, Tina..." Colleen tried to beg. Again, it was too late. I scooted up even 
further, sitting right on Colleen's face. She was powerless to resist me, and I could feel 
her breath getting weaker underneath my crotch as I sat on her face to my heart's content. 
I took my bra off and tossed it aside, cupping my large breasts in my hands. After all, 
they had helped me finish Colleen off.
	"Nighty nite, Colleen," I said. "When you wake up, the match will be over, and so 
will my domination of you. But I have a feeling that we will be wrestling again very 
soon..."

--To be continued...