Comfortable and stylish! As I wrestled, I became extremely turned on by overpowering other girls. I loved the feeling of being in charge and dominant,...and I wanted to overpower a boy. After practice, when everyone else had left, some other boys and I would hang out in the gym and wrestle. I had a perfect record, no boy could beat me. My signature move quickly became the rear naked choke, and my insatiable lust for dominating boys proved endless. As rumors spread of how I was unbeatable, one boy. “Water doesn’t work.” I half grumbled to myself and half shouted to Damon. I dumped my wet clothes on the floor of the bathroom and wrapped myself in a towel. Holding onto the top of the towel to keep it slipping down I grabbed the other towel and attempted to sponge dry my hair. “Damon? Could you do me a favour and dry my hair? I can’t hold this towel up and dry that too”“Sure thing, honey. “ I sat myself on the edge of the bed and let Damon kneel behind me, gently massaging the water out of. Revisiting that night with her, talking about what turned us on, and attempting to describe our feelings only served to get us both worked up and we spend a lengthy morning in my bed making love. Traci seemed bolder, almost aggressive and I sensed she was becoming more secure in her sexuality and our relationship. She spoke to me (graphically) as she fingered me and sucked my nipples. She fucked me with one of my dildos and played with her pussy at the same time, telling me that she was going. She really enjoyed it, and went to workwith a vengeance on Jonathon's clit. Her hands weren'tidle, they were all over his smooth ass. Jonathon couldn'tbelieve what he felt, it was so much more intense then anymale orgasm that he had ever had, and these were multipleones. Ann moved herself around, positioning herself on topof him, so that they were in a sixty-nine position. And,they went to work on each others pussy's.They lost track of time, but they were both exhausted whenAnn finally rolled.