Shirley's Second Beating of Kirk by Kirk (EKIRKK@aol.com) Shirley teaches Kirk another lesson in wrestling with older women. It had been three days since I was able to best Sherry, Shirley's daughter, in a wrestling match at my apartment. Shirley was present at that encounter and said she would not make the same mistakes Sherry made and would never give in to me. I had taken a day off work during the week to clean house and wash clothes, since at this time I was still a bachelor, as my wife and I were not married as yet. I had seen Shirley the day before at work and told her I was going to be off tomorrow to clean house and catch up on other little errands. At about 1:00 PM, Shirley knocked on my door and said she had come to help me clean house. Shirley had talked to my wife and said she would give me a hand since everyone used my apartment to play cards and other get togethers. My wife was working and told Shirley to go ahead and she would come over after work and help if anything else was left. I had almost finished everything I needed to do as far as housework goes, so it only took about one hour to finish up with Shirley's help. When we had finished, we got a couple of glasses of tea and sat in the living room. Shirley said since the house was clean, now would be a good time for another wrestling match. I was hoping she would say that. Shirley had really worked me over in our first encounter, but I was actually getting excited about being thrashed by her again. Shirley went to her car and came back with a duffle bag which she said was her wrestling gear. She went into the back and came back into the living room, I almost fell out. In case you have forgotten, Shirley is a frosted blonde, about 5'5" tall and has a voluptuous figure. Shirley reminds me a lot of the popular mixed wrestler Kristie, long curly haired brunette with the powerful legs. Shirley is just a scaled down version of Kristie. Shirley is very well endowed and has very powerful legs with gorgeous feet. Shirley was wearing a black and white striped thong bikini and was barefooted. Naturally she was absolutely stunning and once again her toenails were painted red. My heart started pounding just thinking about having physical contact with her. Shirley then began to remind me about the beating she had given me the first time. Shirley was very non- chalant about it and spoke as though she could do it anytime, anywhere. I don't know if she did this to fire my male pride up or what, but that is what it did. No way was I going to lose twice in a row to her. I had beaten Sherry in the second match and was determined to beat Shirley the second time around. Shirley said she had been watching some of those full contact fighting matches on t.v. and was going to use some of that on me. We faced off in the living room. Just watching Shirley's muscles tense for combat was an awesome sight. Shirley said she was going to practice her roundhouse head kicks on me first. Shirley twisted her hips and started her right leg towards my direction. I quickly moved both my arms up to protect my head and awaited the impact. Shirley had misled her target and her right foot struck the outside of my left thigh. It felt as though someone had stuck a lightening rod in my leg. I tried not to show it, but my leg was on fire. Shirley recoiled her leg and said now it was time for a head shot. You thought I would have learned, once again I protected my head and Shirley struck the outside of left thigh again. I don't know if this kick was thrown harder than the first but the consequences were easy to see. I went to one knee and my left leg muscles acted as if they were immediately put to sleep. Shirley backed up and admired her handy work and then kinda strutted around in front of me. Watching her feet and legs walk back and forth would have normally been invigorating, but the pain in my leg erased that. I made my way to me feet again and Shirley mocking asked if could even continue. Once again she was able to stir my male pride and I took a deep breath and said she would be hollering her surrender before she left today. Shirley walked towards me and twisted her hips and started rotating her right leg in my direction again. This time I pulled my left leg back and turned my body sideways to hers. I had gotten my leg out of the way but turned my stomach broadside into the kick. Shirley's right foot stuck my stomach just below my belly button. The kick had a good impact sound, but sounded better than it actually was. I was much able to take the kicks to my stomach than the outside of my leg. Shirley had just put her right foot down and flashed her left leg with a kick to my back. I felt like telling her that kicks were not allowed. Shirley knew how to use her legs and her kick were probably her best weapon. After the kick to the back, Shirley spun towards my back and I lost sight of her. As I was turning to my left to face Shirley, another hard kick struck the outside of my left leg. I immediately sank to my knees and had no control over my left leg. Shirley came up behind me and wrapped her right arm around my chin. I was on my knees and Shirley was standing behind me with a good chin lock. Shirley then drove her knee into my back and kept it there as leverage. Shirley worked the chin lock, all the while telling how silly I must feel that a woman a foot shorter and half as much weight had driven me to my knees. Shirley always knew the right button to push to get me to struggle harder. I acted as though I was attempting to stand up and waited for Shirley to start pushing me back down. When I felt this I changed my direction to straight down and flipped Shirley over my right shoulder onto the carpeted floor. Shirley immediately shot her left leg up and her left foot caught me right in the top of the head. The kick was not devastating, but it was enough to keep me from diving on her. Shirley rolled away from me and got to her knees. I immediately went on the attack and charged her. We locked arms and I was able to grab Shirley in a bear hug. I was not going to squeeze with all my might, but chose to keep constant pressure. I did not want to expend all my energy on the bear hug. Shirley was pushing away from me with her hands on my shoulders and was bending way back. Shirley then put her knees on top of my thighs, which lifted her body up mine. Shirley's breasts were now right in front of my face. What a sight. I kept trying to shake her knees back to the floor so that I could get my knees on the outside of hers and twist her to the ground. Shirley was still squirming and my arms had slipped down around her waist. I needed to move my arms up a little higher to really cause discomfort but I didn't want to loosen my grip. Shirley then put both her hands under my chin and started pushing my head back. I loosened my grip just a little to give my neck some room to move, but I was not giving up the bear hug. Shirley then straightened out her legs and wrapped them around my waist. Shirley was barely able to lock her feet behind my back. Shirley tried to squeeze but her legs were too low to cause any real pain. Shirley tried moving her legs up, but every time she tried, I would bear down on the bear hug and Shirley could not move her legs up my body. If it was not for the fact that we were wrestling, someone might have thought this is a top notch lovemaking position. Shirley then tried grinding her butt into my groin. I was not about to let this tactic deter me so I shoved my knees together which forced her butt up and off my groin. It really didn't take much though and I was rock hard. Shirley then grabbed my hair with both hands and kissed my very deep and hard. My arms went limp. I was not expecting this at all, although I had always wondered what it would be like to kiss Shirley. When my arms went limp, Shirley pulled back and shot her legs up around my midsection just above my belly button. Shirley started putting power into her squeezes. My stomach was holding up alright but I knew I could not stand this for long. Shirley told me she could feel my stomach muscles giving out. This was probably a trick but I had to get free. I struggled up to my knees and was trying to stand up. I made it to my feet with Shirley's legs still wrapped around my stomach and Shirley lying on her back on the floor looking up at me. I was going to step forward and attempt to pin Shirley. Shirley grabbed my hair with both hands, released the body scissors and shoved both feet into my stomach. Shirley then pulled my head forwards with my momentum and flipped me over onto my back. With my height, momentum and Shirley pulling me forwards, the flip was completed with very little effort and absolutely no resistance from me. The momentum of the flip carried me from my back into a sitting position. Shirley grabbed my hair and pulled me back down on my back and dove on top of me. Shirley's crotch was right on top of my throat and her thighs were each side of my head. It didn't feel like her feet were locked. Shirley started grinding her crotch down onto my throat and it felt like my head was being separated from my body. Shirley kept grinding and pushing my head with her crotch. I was looking straight up and trying to look over my head to relieve some of the pressure. Shirley then slammed both thighs into the sides of my head and just sat there with a good bit of downward pressure. Shirley was starting to do a lot of talking now but I couldn't hear her with her thighs pressed against my ears. Shirley scooted her crotch up a little and grabbed my head with her hand and pulled my head into her butt. Shirley then locked her ankles and I was in the reverse head scissors from hell. The sight of Shirley's butt in a thong so close to my face was very arousing, even though she was starting to increase the pressure in her thighs. I tried to swing my legs up around Shirley's head but she was pushing them to the side. Shirley then leaned back and slammed an elbow into my stomach. She said I would get more of those if I swung me legs up again. Shirley was keeping a constant pressure in her thighs and I could the muscles in her butt jump. I then tried to put my hands under Shirley's waist and push her up. I could not budge Shirley, the head scissors was just too deep and locked on really tight. After several minutes, I knew I was finished, but Shirley would make that final decision. My head felt like it was on fire and could explode any minute. When Shirley would flex her butt and lean back just a little, at least my face got to feel her smooth tan muscles in her butt. I was begging for release and Shirley said that I was stay down a little while longer so she could drive her point home that I will never be able to beat her. I knew Shirley was in complete control and I started massaging her thighs and butt muscles. Shirley sighed a couple of times during the massages, but said that I was not getting up yet. Shirley then propped herself up on her hands and I felt an awesome display of female thigh power. I saw the too familiar black dots and the last sight I had before going out was Shirley's butt flexed up against my face. I awoke with Shirley sitting high on my chest with her thighs on both sides of my head. Shirley sensuously rubbed her thighs on the sides of my face. Shirley told me that I would have to worship her feet before she would release me. I acted as though this was punishment, but I really didn't mind kissing and licking Shirley's feet. Shirley scooted back and rested her butt just above my crotch and told me to bend my legs up. Shirley leaned back against my thighs and started rubbing her feet in my face. I acted as if I would do it and Shirley brought her right foot down into my chest and told me start licking or she would knock me out again and do with me whatever she wanted. I started slowly, but then the lust factor kicked in and I was happier than a pig in slop. I sucked and licked each toe and foot. I think Shirley was starting to enjoy it also, because a couple of times she would moan and put her head back. When Shirley figured I had been punished enough, she leaned down and gave me another kiss and then went and changed back into her jeans. Shirley said she never knew how invigorating wrestling is and said we will definitely do this again. She also said Sherry had asked for some practice so Sherry could get back at me for beating her in our last match. Shirley said Sherry and Dawn were going to start practicing with her once or twice a week. Shirley then mockingly told me that I might never beat any of them again. As soon as my wife arrived, it was straight to the bedroom for us. My wife then knew that me and Shirley had wrestled. My wife asked if I lost and said that I needed to beat Shirley at least once. More accounts when I have time. Also anyone that has gone through similar experiences, email me. I just now have gotten up the nerve to write about them. I am a big strong man that has been beaten twice by Shirley and once by Sherry. It's still hard for me to figure out how I would get to the point of defeat or in Shirley's matches, defeet.