It was still early afternoon so we went into the village to see if there was somewhere that we could stay for the night. We were surprised to see an old inn with a restaurant and bar. It was just what we were looking for. We checked in and put our overnight bag in the room. Then we had a quick look around the village and headed out to the fair.
We stayed at the fair for three or four hours and thoroughly enjoyed it. Alan shocked me with his marksmanship and won a large teddy bear for me.
After resting for an hour or so in our room we made our way downstairs to the restaurant and had an excellent country cooked meal.
During our meal we became aware of a lot of shouting and cheering interspersed with loud rock music coming from the bar. We decided to go and check it out.
Seeing a sign that pointed to the bar we walked along a short corridor, through a set of double doors and found ourselves at the top of a flight of wooden stairs that led down to the bar. The room was far larger than I thought it would be and was decorated in an old wild west theme. Sure enough, I did see a number of cowboy hats in the room.
The main attraction and the subject of all of the yelling was a very large kids inflatable paddling pool. At best estimate this pool was thirty feet long by about fifteen feet wide. The pool contained no water at all. In fact, the only things in the pool was four very shiny women in bikinis. The women were writhing in a heap and then I noticed that two of them had no top on and their breasts were flying around for all to see.
Then it dawned on me. This was oil wrestling and I knew immediately that I was going to take part at some point this evening. I looked at my husband and I could see immediately that he was resigned to the idea of me being in the pool before the evening was over.
We found an empty table close to the pool and sat down to wait for a waitress. When she finally arrived, she took our drink order and told me that they were always looking for girls to take part in the wrestling.
"Let me know if you are interested." She told me as she brought our drinks.
I smiled at her but the only thing I said was "Thanks" when she put our drinks down.
"You're going to do it aren't you." My husband asked.
"I haven't made my mind up yet. Would you be upset if I did?"
"Not at all. I think it would be fun." He replied.
In my youth I had regularly participated in pillow fights in my local bar but there was never ever even a suggestion of nudity. Now, with my new found sexuality and confidence, I was certain that I would soon be in that pool. I noticed that there were other women in the bar with their boyfriends or husbands and we all seemed to be sizing each other up.
Forty minutes and several drinks later our waitress leaned over and asked "Well, have you thought about it?"
"Before I had a chance to say anything my husband said "Go ahead. You know you want to."
"You ok if I do?" I asked him.
"Yep, I'm looking forward to it."
I couldn't tell if he was sincere or if he was just appeasing me.
The waitress led me to a makeshift changing room where three other women were already putting their bikinis on. I quickly stripped and put my bikini on. I saw that two of the women had red bikinis on and the other woman and myself wore blue.
In no time I found myself at one end on the pool with the other woman in blue and the two red bikinis were at the other end of the pool.
A guy dressed in a white shirt, black pants and black bow tie came over to us and said "Ok girls, here are the rules. Don't hurt each other."
He smiled and went down to the other end to tell the other two girls the 'rules' and then went to the centre point of the pool. He looked at both sets of girls, waved his hands and yelled "Wrestle."
We approached each other warily and then I decided to take the initiative. I lunged at the nearest girl but she was alert and stuck her leg out. Before I knew it, I was sliding along on my stomach. I was trying to get back onto my feet when her partner got onto my back. I couldn't throw her off so I decided to roll onto my side and try to push her away. Thankfully, her body was still dry and I was able to get a good grip on her. We rolled around for a while as we both tried to get on top of the other. By now we were both completely oiled up and slithering around. Sometimes I was on top and sometimes the other girl had the upper hand.
As we slid around, I saw that we were very close to the other two girls. Seeing that the other red bikini girl had was on top of my "teammate" I reached around her and quickly pulled her bikini top over her boobs and then off completely. The move had left me exposed and in no time my top was off as well.
The four of us writhed around trying to rip each other's bikinis off. I saw another red bikini top fly through the air and, shortly after, a blue one followed it. Now that we were all topless things seemed to get a lot more serious. I was getting really turned on by the feel of my own naked boobs and the sight of the others. I was starting to get a little tired and I didn't know how much of a fight I could put up. The other three girls were definitely younger than I and I suspected that they would have more stamina.
The "referee" told us to stop wrestling and stand up. As I stood up, I became aware of the fact that I was breathing hard and my boobs heaving with each breath. I also noticed that my nipples were hard. I couldn't wait to be naked.
We were each offered a bottle of water and a minute or so to rest. I looked the other three over and realised that my boobs were definitely the largest but one of the other girls was perfectly proportioned. I hoped that I looked appealing enough for the guys and girls in the audience.
We handed back our water bottles and the referee said "Ok girls. No teams now. It's a free for all. Have fun."
This time there was no wariness, no circling waiting for the other person to make the first move. It was indeed a free for all.
It wasn't long before two of the other girls managed to get the other one in a position where she couldn't fight back. She struggled a bit but her bikini bottoms were soon around her ankles. It looked like she had probably never trimmed her bush in her life. The hair on her head was as dark as the growth around her pussy.
I was the next one to be ganged up on. I fought as hard as I thought necessary which wasn't really hard at all. The woman who was already minus her bottoms sat across my chest and then leaned forward so that her pussy was inches from my mouth while the other two made short work of peeling my bottoms off. I took the opportunity to put my tongue on the dark-haired pussy and give it a couple of licks before she was pushed off of me and we went after one of the other girls.
There was very little resistance remaining from the other two girls and, when they were both naked, we spent the next ten minutes or so just rolling around in a glistening, erotic heap. In all of the flailing around it was impossible to keep our legs together and so our pussies were almost always on display, as were our bums and boobs.
I was very disappointed when a buzzer went off and the match was over. Still, I was naked in a bar that was now pretty much full.
We were led back to the changing room where we were able to use the communal shower to wash the baby oil off of each other. As we toweled ourselves dry a guy came in and asked us if we wanted to wrestle again later. Three of us agreed to but the hairy bush girl declined saying "No. I have to get home to my husband."
When the guy was asking us about another wrestling match, I noticed that the other two girls were covering up with their towels. I, on the other hand, made a point of drying my hair so that my body was completely on display and my boobs were jiggling. I really had become a slut.
The guy went over to a storeroom and returned with three short, white bathrobes. The other two girls quickly put theirs on but I took my time and didn't bother to tie it tightly around me but left it gaping open as I stood in front of the full-length mirror as I brushed my hair.
The next four women volunteers came into the changing room and started to change into their bikinis. I tied my robe loosely around me and went to sit with my husband. It was clear from his first glances that I had left my robe open just enough to give a decent glimpse of my breasts.
He smiled and asked "Did you enjoy that?"
"Yes, it was fantastic. I'm going to have another go later. Did you like it?"
