Mom's Wrestling Discovery Pt. 7 by Fun-Li, literature
Literature
Mom's Wrestling Discovery Pt. 7
Kelly slid back, straddling his chest. He looked kind of out of it, so she patted his cheek, smiling at him. “You okay?” “Y-Yeah…” “Good,” she said, standing up, “I don’t want to win that easily. I expect some more effort out of you before I win, young man.” Young man? She didn’t normally call him that. Then again, she didn’t usually call him ‘Afraiden’ either… 5 – 4. She was winning again. She’d taken a seat on his face and taken back the lead. Kelly had enjoyed that ‘hold’ more than she thought she would… she was now imagining herself continuing to use it even after this match was over. Maybe she’d use him as a seat the next time they watched a movie… or maybe he’d make a good pool chair… If his mom wanted more effort, than he would give it to her. His last submission had been… he didn’t want to say ‘humiliating’ since nobody was watching… but it was kind of humiliating. He wasn’t going to lose to a ‘hold’ like that. He needed to pay his mom back for that one right away
“Urggh!” Ty Lee grunted, her face beet red with exertion. Her knees shook, threatening to buckle inwards as she struggled to rise from a squat while holding a 200 pound stone against her chest. The jagged surface of the rock dug into her arms and breasts, nearly breaking her concentration. She saw the lead jailer move his pen towards the paper to mark her failure to complete the required reps for the week. “No… please…” she thought to herself. She cried out, forcing her body to ascend and complete the squat before dropping the rock and flopping on top of it. Ty Lee’s thighs quivered and her calves tw
Kristin knew that training for the upcoming match against her friend Kelly would be kind of difficult. It just wasn’t easy for her to find opponents, especially now that she and her son weren’t wrestling anymore – for good reason. They knew that any match they had might just end up with him in the ER, which would kind of derail his whole college wrestling career. Kristin had pretty much run out of opponents to face from the gym. Everyone there who wrestled had been crushed by Kristin at some point by now. Even the people who had actually been able to hold their own against her were unwilling to face her again. In order to solve this little dilemma, Kristin told her son Ryan to find her some opponents. She told him to find the top five female athletes at his school and offer them a thousand dollars if they would wrestle her for two hours. They would also have to sing a waiver waiving any injury liability from the match. But hey – a thousand dollars is pretty nice.
Kristin didn’t just invite boys over to the house. She had her son, after all, although they were trying to keep the wrestling to a minimum until their final match at the end of the summer. Ryan was trying a bit harder than Kristin was at that. Kristin invited her mentee Lia over to the house. Sure, she could train her at the gym… but somehow whenever the two of them were together at the gym, it attracted attention. People would come up to them asking for advice, people would stare… it was fun, but sometimes it was nice to have a whole home gym just to themselves. Ryan had strict orders to stay out and let the ladies lift while Lia was there. He had been fine with this, but Kristin had driven the message home with some headscissors just to make sure that Ryan got the idea. Kristin took Lia through an intense workout that left both of them absolutely dripping with sweat. She showed her the best form to really get the most out of her muscles. It was fun to see how far her
(A short femdom commission. If you're interested in commissions, just message me~) Bethany knew exactly who was hitting on her at this bar right now. It was Jake, who had teased her every day in high school and made those four years of her life way worse than they had to be. But what was interesting was that Jake didn’t seem to realize who he was talking to. Bethany couldn’t blame him for not recognizing her. She looked way different than she did in high school. She wasn’t a chubby, uncoordinated, acne ridden, brace faced, dorky looking girl with zero fashion sense anymore. She wasn’t the kind of girl who drew dragons in class and wrote Lord of the Rings fanfiction anymore. Now she was the kind of woman who went to the gym, played volleyball, and took BJJ classes. She liked to show her body off. If you got it, flaunt it. Bethany was wearing a crop top that revealed a flat, toned tummy and short shorts that revealed, long, tanned legs. Of course Jake was hitting on her.