Have you ever watched a wrestling or boxing match that got your adrenaline rushing so much that you wished that you were in the ring? Your heart begins to race, blood starts pumping, and your palms get sweaty. It takes every bit of self-control that you have to keep yourself from jumping into the ring. As you imagine yourself in the wrestling match you realize that the thought of primal fetish wrestling turns you on. Dominating and defeating your opponent using only your raw strength to overtake them gives you a rush, unlike one you’ve experienced before.
While at my gym one night after my kickboxing class, I watched as a hot blonde and a sexy brunette wrestled each other in the ring. Dressed in fitted bike shorts and sports bras it was hard not to get turned on watching two hot chicks primal fetish wrestling. They looked so fucking sexy wrapping their legs around each other. Both were trying so hard to overtake the other. Finding myself getting turned on while watching them wrestle. They both had good moves, but I knew that I could easily overtake either one of them.
It wasn’t long before the blonde dominated the brunette at primal fetish wrestling. After her win, the blonde looked around the room for her next opponent. Our eyes met and I knew immediately that she wanted to challenge me. Dressed in an oversized shirt and yoga pants, I stripped down to my white lace bra and thong. It was on! Grabbing a pair of white boxing gloves, I jumped into the ring. She had a smug look on her face as she laced up her black boxing gloves. Unable to hold back my laughter, this chick had no idea what she was in for.
Dominating her at primal fetish wrestling
As she turned to face me, I quickly punched her in her right side and then her left. She charged towards me as I darted to my left. With her back now facing me, I punched her in her back. Hitting her as hard as I could right between her shoulder blades, she dropped to her knees. I kneed her in the middle of her back causing her to fall onto her stomach.
Seriously? This was way too easy! I knew that by coming into the ring that I’d be able to easily defeat her. But I had hoped for some sort of a challenge. Still lying on her stomach, she tapped the mat, giving up. The room quickly emptied as my hopes of primal fetish wrestling faded away.
The rush, although short-lived, that I felt while defeating her at primal fetish wrestling had really turned me on.
Totally bummed that our primal fetish wrestling match didn’t go as I had hoped, I started to gather my things. Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed a super hot guy standing in the corner. Wearing black shorts and no shirt he was leaning with his back against the wall. He had one leg bent at the knee, his foot propped against the wall. His strong arms were crossed over his broad shoulders.
“That was weak,” he said as he walked towards the ring. Nodding my head in agreement, “yea it didn’t go as well as I had hoped”, I answered back as I started to leave the ring. “I was talking about your left hook, it’s weak.” He said as he approached the ring.
Wait, what? Was this guy seriously talking shit?
“My left hook is weak? Did you see how quickly I defeated her?” I asked, still shocked that this dude had the balls to critique my left hook. Or anything for that matter. Who did he think he was? “Yea, I saw that. And you only defeated her so fast because she sucks. That wasn’t a challenge at all. I bet you wouldn’t last five minutes in the ring with me.”
“Well, that sounds like a challenge,” I said, throwing a pair of gloves at him. Some people may think I’m crazy to get into a ring with this guy. He was in amazing shape and the odds of him beating me were very high. But, I have never backed down from a challenge yet and I wasn’t going to start now. Plus, the smug grin on his face as he entered the ring told me that he doubted my abilities.
I am determined to prove him wrong and have the primal fetish wrestling experience that I had gotten my panties so wet.
As soon as he entered the ring, I charged at him, punching him in the stomach. Unfazed, he laughed and asked; “is that all you got?” Responding with a quick left hook to his jaw that knocked him off balance, I replied: “I’m just getting started”. Before I could finish my sentence he punched me in the left side under my rib cage then quickly punched me in my right side, knocking the breath out of me. My legs immediately felt weak and I stumbled back into the wall. Fuck, he was much stronger than I anticipated.
He turned his back towards me, and laughed while saying, “see, I told you that you couldn’t last five minutes in the ring with me.” One thing that I hate is being told that I can’t do something, it makes me want to do it even more. Frustrated, I pushed myself off of the wall and ran towards him. Jumping on his back, I wrapped my arms around his neck and my long, toned legs around his waist. Punching him hard in his left side, I whispered into his ear, “don’t underestimate me.”
Grabbing my arms with just one of his strong hands, he loosened my grip from around his neck while swinging my body to his right side. Maybe I was underestimating him? I didn’t realize just how strong he was. He punched me hard on my left side causing the air to escape my lungs. My body felt numb and weak; my grip around his waist and neck loosened.
Fuck, I can’t lose!
Still trying to catch my breath and regain feeling in my body, I was completely at his mercy. My intention was to dominate at primal fetish wrestling but now I was the one being dominated. There was no way that I was going to be able to get out of this, no matter what I did he would overpower me. This was totally out of my comfort zone, like the time that the tables were turned on me with female guided masturbation. Usually, I am the one dominating my partner with sensual domination phone sex. Thinking about being dominated by this dreamy, tough hot stranger, made my clit tingle with excitement.
“You did better than I expected but you obviously have no chance at defeating me. Are you ready to give up?” He asked while I still struggled to catch my breath. Rolling my eyes, I hesitated; I really fucking hate giving up. And as much as I hated to admit it, he was right. I had no chance at defeating him at primal fetish wrestling. I put up a hell of a fight, but in the end, he was stronger.
Panties Soaked With Anticipation
Biting my bottom lip, I reluctantly gave in and said; “Yes. You defeated me but now what are you going to do with me?” He grinned and said, “anything that I want. It’s not like you’re strong enough to stop me.” Fuck, he was right. And that really fucking turned me on. Reaching his hand inside my wet panties he slid two fingers inside my eager pussy and said, “plus I don’t think you want me to stop.”