Wrestlemania

I can’t remember the last time we had a costume party, but I can tell you it’s been too long, because our whole coven came out decked and draped in the MOST fantastic 80’s retro cool Gorgeous Ladies Of Wrestling looks. Neon and fishnet and big big hair, gloves and leg warmers and short shorts, everyone looked the part and showed up ready to play.

Eden went above and beyond (as always) and had her whole house ready for us, including a full sized wrestling mat in the basement with ample seating around. We went over rules, Sabina showed us a few moves, we were excited.

Mars and The Beekeeper went first and the crowd went wild. The Beekeeper had these wild leg-holds, we were immediately impressed.

Next Max kicked my ass while I made kissy faces at her and she smiled. (I look over-confident in the “before” photo, and bewildered in the “after”... she looks delighted in both.)

When nobody jumped to wrestle next I cleared Eden’s coffee table and set it up in the middle of the room for arm wrestling. Immediately babes were lining up to play. And everyone was so strong!!! I competed often but didn’t even win once!!! It was so much fun. 😏

After the arm wrestling died down the excitement was still high, Mars and The Beekeeper started scrapping a little wrestling over one of the balloons Eden had decorated with. Inspiration struck and I asked them to try and pop the balloon without using their hands. We giggled watching them, back-to-back with the ballon squeezed between them, trying to pop it. I knew we could do better and stated giving orders, “No, face to face, like you’re scissoring and the balloon is in between you, YES!” Now this was a good show.

This began the balloon wrestling portion of the evening, which was fucking ridiculously fun. As we watched beauties grind against each other trying to pop balloons, Madeleine told a story about a friend with a balloon fetish. At first we all teased, what a ridiculous thing to get off on... fast forward 30 minutes later when we’d popped all of the balloons and Eden was frantically googling where to get balloons at 11:30pm in the country. “Who has the balloon fetish now!?!?” I howled.

Someone suggested we use condoms instead. We had dozens of them for the party, this was resourceful. But also gross because they were lubricated, and nobody wanted to get their outfits all gross and lube-y. A few of us brave soldiers went to the sink and started washing and drying the lube off of the condoms before blowing them into big balloons and cracking jokes about dudes who say they won’t fit.

Once we had a supply we paired up and started doing little battles to see which pair could pop their balloon first. Adding competition just made this game more ridiculous. In wrestling the matches were usually one-sided, but with balloon-popping matches the players were working towards a common goal to pop the balloon together, which made the dynamics more playful.

More arm wrestling broke out, and then more full on mat wrestling, culminating with The Beekeeper wrestling Max to exhaustion, and winning! It was an impressive and athletic feat, and she was so sassy about it, vamping to the crowd as we cheered wildly. She was awarded the belt and title, and the celebration broke into flogging, paddling and all kinds of playfulness. There was a 6 girl hitachi orgy, cheerleading pyramids, hot tubbing and so many laughs.

I’m going to post the rest of the photos over the next few days, but I want you to know Eden has already sourced inflatable outdoor bouncy-castle style wrestling rings for the warm weather, and I’ve got a link on wholesale balloons. The next one’s gonna be even better. 😎🎈💪♥️