beaten down by a female wrestler.

 

I'm not sure if I would have gone to the first girl fight if I had known what was to come. I was instantly hooked on the hot female bodybuilders and muscle women fighting during the wrestling match I attended while on vacation in America. I had a hard-on in my pants the whole time the women's wrestling match was going on.

So it wasn't a coincidence that I frequented the bar next door where the wrestling girls were said to frequently congregate.

Well, and it happened as it had to happen: I saw MY wrestling girl!She had enormously strong, well-developed muscles, as is typical for bodybuilders, looked like a sexy amazon, was stunning in every way, and was as pretty as a picture.

I worked really hard to impress my attractive wrestling girl, and my sexy amazon and I ended up at her house.

She had long blonde hair down that night, and I was certain she was the woman of my dreams.

I had three days left on vacation before flying home, so I was sure she was the woman of my dreams.

Sex with a female bodybuilder - at least with this wrestling girl - is just different (I noticed it a few times afterward too), so it was the hottest night of my life because this Amazon sex had it all.

Similar to the girl fight, my muscle girl threw herself on me, and at first it was a difficult struggle.

Her letting me feel her strength seemed to turn her on, and as soon as I did, I became completely complacent.

I enjoyed being the weaker one and felt the hardness in her arms and legs tightly encasing me even as I struggled against her muscle mass.

I've never been banged before; she fucked me, not my wrestling girl.

That was something I had never done before.

Additionally, my hot amazon began using profanity and naughty language with me.

Although I didn't understand most of it, I could tell from the tone of her voice that she was degrading me by calling me a little man, a weakling, and my helplessness horny.

It was amazing, but this wrestling girl used me and made fun of me, and I liked it!

When I returned to Germany, I began looking up wrestling girls and spent weeks only thinking about my sexfight with my sexy Amazon.

Of course, I also encountered German wrestlers, but somehow this was more of a show than reality, or perhaps I had more delusions of grandeur and naiveté back in America.

It wasn't the same as my first sex with the amazon, but I was still seeing a few female bodybuilders.

My rosy gaze at my ideal wrestling girl may have played a large role in determining my amazon sex back then, but I haven't yet discovered my amazon in Germany. I now realize that I have a tendency to be submissive and that I enjoy placing myself under the control of a physically and verbally dominating woman who serves as my mistress.

However, I'm still looking.