I went up to the academy this week to wrestle one of the greatest naked female wrestlers of all time, Isamar Gutierrez. From time to time, when I’m up at the academy I am lucky enough to sit in on watches at watch Isamar work her magic. I have wrestled Isamar once before and she whooped me up and down the mat. That was a long time ago and though I didn’t go into this match thinking I was going to whoop her ass, I did go in knowing that I have improved and that she might under estimate me.
I was very excited and nervous about wrestling with Isamar. She has some advanced skills and she has never taken a class or lesson in her life. She has a natural talent of being able to figure out what to do to submit her opponents. She sees opportunity in almost any position and she goes for it with fury. I’ve seen the girl in action so much, I know what she is capable of. The idea of rolling on the mat with her was exciting but once we started rolling and I was getting control from time to time I was growing more and more aroused. There’s something about dominating a woman I think is going to kick my butt that drives me insane. Isamar and I were rolling back and forth. I would be on top and then she would be on top. When Isamar realizes she’s made a mistake she makes this sexy groan. She’s so vocal when he’s in trouble and the more noise she made the more turned on I would get. I had Isamar with her arms behind her back and I could hear her breathing heavily and saying, “shit!”. She couldn’t move and I knew it. I relaxed and positioned myself so I could appreciate her amazing body. I got her bra off and exposed her ample breast. I wanted to just sit there and touch her body and let her get frustrated but she was setting me up. She was letting me do things to her while she caught her breath and I knew it so as she was setting me up, I was setting her up all the time taking advantage of her awesome body.
I can’t spoil the ending of the match. I can tell you that there were only 3 submissions in the entire 35 minute wrestling match. 1 from one opponent and 2 from the other who was deemed the winner. We were both very stubborn. Isamar had me in some holds that almost…just almost made me give in to her but she’d let go because she was stressed from holding me. It was a lot of battling to see who could out hold the other. Remember, holding someone in a move requires a lot of energy and if you can’t snag that submission fast enough, you’re going to be fighting who’s will is stronger. I had Isamar in some leg triangles and I just couldn’t get her arm accross her neck. So while I sat there expending all kinds of energy trying to position her, she was sitting there knowing that if it didn’t get any tighter she would be able to hang in there. My legs were dead and I’d let go. As for Isamar, she’d work on wrist locks on me. She’d have a very tight grip and even said during the match that if I had gotten her in a wrist lock like she had me, she would have tapped in the first couple of seconds. I endured the pain because I knew she wouldn’t be able to push it any more. So I waited and waited and sure enough she’d let go and try something else.
This was the most fun I’ve had wrestling in a long long time. The energy was outstanding on both our ends. I felt like the biggest perv when I was with Isamar because she was turning me on so much and then she confessed to me that the way I was breathing was turning her on and i knew we were two peas in a pod and I couldn’t wait to fuck her, win or lose I was walking away a winner after being with that sexy woman!