Introduction To Wrestling

I was nineteen and dating this guy that would get me to take him to wrestling practice. He didn’t have a car, but I thought he was sweet. The martial arts gym he wrestled in was a large warehouse. They had a front office where people wait, usually empty when I would get there before practice ended. One of the gym owners noticed me patiently waiting, and asked why I didn’t join classes. When I told him about my guy friend he chuckled, his smile made me nervous. Something about his accent, height, and age made me feel small. He complimented my eyes and introduced himself as Gio. I was brought into his office. For a few minutes he told me about the business and martial arts, convincing me to join based off of my figure and age. I gave him an insecure answer, I never worked out before and was not comfortable with the idea of training with strangers who could squash me. He laughed, assured me I would be eased and then offered to show me the intensity of beginner level. He instructed me a few things and told me to complain if he was squeezing me hard. He was gentle, careful, despite being a strong figure towering behind me. I opened up like a faucet, mind completely blank. It was my first time ever being touched by an older man. He asked if he could show me some basics for a next session. I don’t remember signing the waiver, but when I left I remembered him requesting me what to wear. The next time I dropped off my guy friend I was nervous. I had these short grey stretchy yoga shorts, a grey sports v neck, and a large shirt on. I was super nervous, Gio had closed the door this time and had a large matt rolled out. He helped me remove my shirt, then removed his to reveal his beautiful muscles. He instructed me to mount him, and warm feeling ran down my body. There was a scale and mirror next to a wall, I blushed seeing how our bodies connected but how how hot my butt looked on top. Again he was careful, soft spoken, flipping me and pushing me around. His hands smoothly directed my body to positions I wasn’t used to. Gio stopped, and pulled me into his hips. I was so close to his face I melted. He came close to my ear and asked, are you okay? I looked at him puzzled, and asked what do you mean? Vana you are a furnace down there beauty girl. Do you want me to stop? He looks down, I looked down and my face blushes. There was a wet spot around my crotch area! Between embarrassed and aroused I froze. It’s okay Vana, we can stop. The first time is always overwhelming… or we can take care of this for each other. Still somewhat embarrassed, my body autopilots and I nod in approval. He smiles, and takes my face in. Everything was so hot, he was the perfect case of rough and smooth. He locks the door, plays some music and we sixty nine on the floor. Good girl, was added to my list of kinks that day. When he fucked me from behind he was doing everything to muffle our noises. I had to have orgasmed twice from seeing his hands covering my mouth. I just wanted all of him to stir me up, before finishing down my throat. I enrolled in the gym a few days later, now he’s my husband. I know people will call out our ages but he gets me whenever he wants.