College girl wrestles wild.
by The TKO Kidd desio@adelphia.net
A man in his late forties wrestles a young college gal, with a wager made.


College girl wrestles wild.

The college professor sat while looking up through his glasses at several of
his male students chatting that he had called in to finish up with some
testing.

"Huhhh,, hummpf... You boys going to continue on talking among yourselves, or
are you going to finish with those tests that I would like for you to finish?"
Professor Wilde Suptle asked.

"Oh, we are finished with the extra uncalled for tests you want, Suptle." Jeff
replied, being one of the four male college students.

"Really what do you think of Amber being so strong, and having beaten some
worthy male wrestling opponents, Rick?" Jeff asked his friend sitting beside
him.

Before Rick could answer Professor Suptle broke in, interrupting the
conversation that was about to take up again, "Really, if you gentleman are
finished, you are relieved.

"Tommy laughed some then said, "Ahhh, OK Professor, will do. Tell me though
how do you feel about a strong girl, oe lets say a stronger older woman that
would be capable of kicking your little behind on the wrestling mat?"

Mr Wilde Suptle lowered his glasses from his eyes some before replying, then
returned in a low voice clearing his throat some, "Well Tommy, the way I
figure it, I wouldn't be wrestling no woman, and far be it that I would want
to wrestle some co-ed of yours here at this University!"

Tommy laughed again while his three friends snickered some, with Tommy asking
the Professor, "Now why is that Mr Suptle, because maybe you think that one of
our sweet little cute co-eds would mop the mat with you?"

Professor Wilde Suptle was growing a little irratated at this line of
questioning coming from Tommy, and then returned to him saying, "Well Mister
for your acknowlegement, a young sweet little cute co-ed that you would like
to referre her to; couldn't beat me on her best day! Now end of conversation!"

Just as Professor Suptle finished talking, Amber Johnson came through the
classroom door smiling, and while looking at Tommy she asked, "Well you boys
finished with all of your homework?"

Tommy answered with an affirmative, with himself rising from his seat along
with his other three friends, but just before deciding they were about to
leave the room, he asked the Professor, "I really don't think you could take
Amber here in a wrestling match, even on her worse day Mr Suptle, but you
think you could; don't you?"

Professor Wilde Suptle was taken back some by Tommy's question, but was more
on his heels when taking a good look at Amber seeing her standing there in a
black tight sports top, and in a pair of gray sweat shorts, with her hands on
her hips, seeming to be waiting for his reply as well. What struck the
Professor about this gal that she was so muscular, so thick in her bodyparts,
arms, chest, legs, and abs, ect, ect.

Amber was a cutie to boot, with having shoulder length brunette hair, and a
smile with a full pair of lips that wouldn't quit. Amber's stronger assetts
were in her muscularity. Her height of 5'10", and the largeness of her
physique was incredible, but Amber also carried a well rounded pair of natural
breasts that were unstoppable at catching any man's eye. The black sports top
that Amber was wearing did her upperbody a great favor, to her strong beauty,
allowing the boys to imagine some, as well as allowing some grown men to envy.

Amber Johnson definately was a strong girl, and the sureness of her muscular
developement over the years in highschool, and now college was paying off; one
thing that the Professor couldn't deny when looking upon her.

Amber then spoke up asking the professor, who seemingly was in some hesitation
in answering Tommy, "Well Professor, do you really think you could take me in
a wrestling match, hmmm?"

The Professor then answered the young strong woman replying to her saying,
"Really girl, you would stand no chance against a grown man in a grapple. Now
if you children have something better to do with your time, I would suggest
you go do it!"

Amber then returned to the Professor, while giggling some, and said making her
comments directed to her male co-eds as well, "Mister, even on your best day,
and my worse day, I would have you for lunch, and still be hungry!" Amber then
took ahold of Tommy's cheek pinching it a little, and giggle saying, "Then
Tommy here would do, but I may still be hungry for more... Hmmm, three healthy
young males here besides Tommy.. Tee, hee,, teeheehee..."

Professor Wilde Suptle was getting a little upset as well as getting a little
red in the face then replied to Amber, "If it was possible, I would wrestle
you just to prove to your little boyfriends here how much of a girlie girl,
you really are. So since it isn't possible you kiddies can go on home now, or
whereever you like to play!"

Jeff then whispered something quickly into Tommy's ear with Tommy relaying the
message to Amber just as quickly whispering it into her ear.

Amber's smile grew wide as she looked to the Professor, then returned to him,
"Well little guy, it would be possible for us to wrestle. You see the
wrestling mats are still laid out in the gymnasium. Now unless you are to much
of a little chickenshit, to back up that mouth of yours, lets see if you have
the ass to back it up!"

The Professor then rose to his feet with a smile of a schmoe on his face, then
said in return to Amber, "OK girlie, you've got it, but don't say I had never
warned you!"

Amber giggled at the Professor, then said to him before the four of her young
male friends, along with the Professor while leaving the classroom, "Mister
you keep calling me a girlie, and I may really have to hurt you.. Teehee,,
heehee..."

Well none other then the gymnasium of the Univeristy was the site that Amber,
and the Professor was to wrestle. There Tommy, Jeff, Rick, along with Brad
seated themselves on the bleachers to view the upcoming grapple; between the
Professor, and Amber.

The Professor kicked off his shoes, and had taken off his shirt, revealing a
tanktop style t-shirt. Professor Suptle was a burly type man possessing
somewhat of a husky built, being 5'7" in height. He surely packed enough solid
muscle on his body, and for his age with him being in his late forties
Professor Suptle seemed well equiped physically prepared to handle his own.
Remember though Amber was built like an iron Valkyrie well muscled, and
skulptured in her physique; of 5'10".

Amber kicked her sneakers off leaving her socks on, and then made her way onto
the gym mat with Professor Suptle. As Amber drew herself towards the
Professor, she extended her hand in a sportmans like mannor towards him, with
the Professor excepting the gesture. The Professor then spoke first saying,
"Now girlie, whether you know it or not, I had won a state tournament whilst I
was attending college years ago.. Take that as your second warning. I'll give
you a chance now to concede this match if you like, or you can be the stubborn
young girlie girl, and still take your butt whupping like a woman I guess..."

"Nothing happening you old geezer, and what had I told you about calling me
girlie?" Amber replied asking.

The Professor answered, "Geeesh, I forget. Something like you were going to
hurt me if I continued? Sorry, but I just don't see that happening no matter
how strong you think you maybe, girlie!"

Amber returned to the Professor not smiling this time, "Well we'll just have
to see about that Mr Suptle. We'll just have to see about that..."

The four guys sitting on the bleachers, Amber's friends were in anticapation
now hoping for a good grapple between the Professor, and Amber; knowing they
were to expect one.

Brad then said to Tommy, "My money is on the geezer..." Tommy then asked Brad,
"So how much of a wager would you like to put on that Bradley boy?" Brad
smiled then returned, "I have a twenty on me, and a dollar saying the old man
will have her tapping..." Tommy laughed then returned to his friend saying,
"So you're willing to lose another dollar to? You got it!"

The wager was made.

Amber and the Professor faced off standing, and the match was underway.

The two grapplers took each other into a bearhug which seemed to of gone
either way at first. Then Amber tighted up her arms even more so about the
professor, with her biceps swelling up larger, and to a harder degree. With
the pressure that Amber was now applying to the Professor within the bearhug
he began weakening while in the hold. The Professor groaned some in
discomfort, as he felt the hard biceps of this young woman dig into the sides
of his body, struggling now against the discomfort. "My Stars, this girl is
strong!" The Professor thought to himself, as his breathing became a little
restricted.

The Professor though managed to muster up enough strength in his burly sized
arms that were somewhat hairy, being able to cause Amber to break the bearhug
she had about him, with the Professor breaking his bearhug from off of her in
the same hand.

Amber then stepped back away from Professor Suptle, while allowing him to
stagger away from herself with him breathing heavily, while catching his wind.
"Not bad, but you're still a girlie girl," the Professor replied. Amber then
came towards Professor Suptle a little with some fire in her eyes, and
returned, "And you don't take a warning either I see!"

WHAMMM!!!

As the Professor tried charging Amber going high for her upperbody, Amber went
low, driving her shoulder into his midsection, and taking the Professor down
in a tackle; after wrapping both of her strong arms around him.

"AAArrrhhhgggGGG!!!"

The Professor went down like a ton of bricks, feeling as though he was hit by
a sherman tank with him landing hard, and solid onto his back with a loud thud
onto the gym's mat. Professor Suptle struggled momentarily, only shortly
before Amber laid outstretched over him enwrapping an arm around his head,
then laying a hard rippling forearm over his throat, thus taking the Professor
into a chokehold application; while pinning him.

"Feel good Professor Suptle," Amber mocked as the Professor's face reddened in
heat, and deprivation of oxygen. The Professor wasn't quite able to respond in
answering the young lady that was now applying the hurt on him; due to his
difficulty in breathing. "Well Professor, you don't look too good right now.
You're not going to turn out to be a wimp-a-rama now are you?" Amber asked
teasing him some then following it with some giggles, "Teehee,, heeheehee..."

The Professor was still unable to reply, and was unwilling to submit to the
hold Amber had him in. Amber then stretched her legs back some, and while in
the process, she drove them between the professor's legs taking them apart;
then interwinding her ankles into his. "This application Professor Suptle is
known as a grapevine; in case this was a manurvre you didn't know about in
college in your stardom days of wrestling!"

"AAAaaarrhhggg..." The Professor moaned some but louder this time as he felt
his legs being taken apart in the spread. The Professor only heard of this
application of the grapevine recently, and from only hearing of it from the
four boys earlier conversation while in his classroom. The Professor didn't
know how to resist the pain growing between his thighs, as Amber continued
taking them apart with her strong legs. "Well Mr Suptle, you'll be knowing
this application now, and just how painful it can become..." Professor Suptle
almost wanted to cry now as the stretch in his innerthighs created a wrenching
pain. Professor Suptle moaned, while trying to pull his legs together doing so
trying to keep his from being pulled further apart. The Professor's legs
though were too weak to go against the legs of Amber's, and rightly so. Amber
had a pair of hard thick muscular thighs unstoppable. Not many if any guys her
own age could resist the strength of Amber's legs, if entrapping their bodies
between them, or applying such an application of a grapevine on these co-eds
of hers.

Tears then broke the corners of the Professor's eyes, with Amber noticing,
"Ahhh,, we're not going to start crying are we Professor?" Amber mocked.

The Professor still wasn't ready to tapout to the grapevine, but Amber had
enough grace about herself releasing the Professor from his present agony.
Amber rolled to her right from off of the Professor, providing a safe distance
from herself, and him. The Professor actually wasn't no threat to the young
lady at this time; as if he had enough in him to quickly retaliate. Professor
Suptle lied there on his side wimpering in some real discomfort, while trying
to massage the stinging soreness from his thighs, and all in the while; while
still trying to suck in some needed oxygen.

Amber then looked over to her young male counterparts, and giggled while
telling them, "Teehee.. Looks like the geezer maybe learning that he was a
state champion at one time, teeheehee..." Then Amber directed her attention
back to the Professor asking, "Well Mr Suptle, you ready to concede?" The
Professor had enough composure about himself, then in answering he replied,
"Hell NO!"

"Well it's your pain, to no gain!" Amber returned.

Amber gave the Professor ample time to fully recover, and allowed him to bring
himself up from the wrestling mat. As the Professor came to his feet, Amber
did the same. Amber then suggested to the Professor since she dominately had
the advantage over him in the beginning grapple; that she would take the lower
position on her hands, and knees while in the highschool starting position.
Sure enough the Professor was gladly to oblige the young lady taking the upper
position. As Amber felt the burly arm of the older man taking her below her
waist, while he placed a hand upon her elbow gripping it tightly she said,
"Don't be too confindent having that position big boy, because mommy here
knows a thing or two. More then you would like to believe... Teehee..."

Tommy looked over to Brad with eyes of expecting to collect on the wager made
between them with Brad saying, "It isn't over till it's over!" Tommy just
laughed a little, then returned his attention back to Amber, and the
Professor; being pleased with what Amber showed him thus far.

The Professor was now struggling trying to take Amber level to the mat from
the highschool starting position. Amber giggled some more while teasing the
Professor again, "Gee little guy, is that all you have? Pu-lease."

Suddenly Amber rolled to her right, taking the Professor over her strong young
female body. "AAAaaarrrgggGGG!!!" The Professor's body rolled beneath the
young woman, and the man had never felt such crushing weight before as he did
now. Amber quickly rolled while untop of the Professor turning herself over
ontop of him, then quickly made a turn about him. In all of this action, Amber
easily pulled the Professor into a fullbody scissors, making all of the right
adjustments.

The Professor then found his right arm being taken into Amber's right arm with
her locking it tight there, securing the Professors arm from any use. The
Professor then felt the hard solid pressure of Amber's thick squeezing thighs
about his upperbody, now restricting his breathing once again. Amber
constricted, then reconstricted her innerthigh muscles about the Professor's
body causing them to swell up, and grow hard.

Painfully the Professor tried to breath, but only could in shortened gasps,
but did manage only to stay aware of the misery he was now being put through.
"Now Professor Suptle, allow me to ask you again.. Are you ready to concede
this match to me? It would be smarter for you, and in your better interest if
you did submit here!" The Professor tightened his face, and gritted his teeth
against the growing pain in his upperbody, and struggled hard, now only to
fight for some needed air. The Professor was now only left to gasping a little
here then a little there, but was getting nowhere with his strength failing
him fast. The Professor grew worried some with feeling the intensity of
Amber's punishing squeeze about his upperbody, and grew even more worried when
feeling the his ribcage bow inward. The fierce force, and the incredible
strength packed into Amber's hard solid thighs, were a fearful thing for Wilde
Suptle, but yet even though his breathing was now at a nil; he still wouldn't
submit to the young woman.

A pair of thick hard muscular thighs of a college girl, held a Professor of
Economics, in a punishing scissors taking a man to the shear edge of extreme
pain, and anquish. Professor Suptle had too much male ego to submit to a
younger woman in a wrestling match, and it wasn't long before believing the
strong powerful thighs of this college girl would litterly crush him, that he
passed out into oblivion.

Tommy then looked to Brad laughing with his hand out, while his friend pulled
his wallet from his rear pant pocket, taking a twenty from it. Tommy then said
with a smirk on his face teasing Brad some, "Well I guess you do have a dollar
left to buy yourself a soda..."

The End.

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