Go for the knees

Jennifer has seen enough action movies to know that when you want to take someone off their feet, you aim for the knees. She lunged at her opponent, but was too awkward and slow. Sam caught her easily and grinned. Jen pushed, but Sam didn’t budge.

“Nice try,” she condescended with a chuckle. “Clock is ticking…”

She shoved Jen off so that they could start again.

Jen picked herself up and went in right away for a tackle. Sam was ready for it and easily dodged. Jen turned around, going for another lunge. Sam sidestepped it with ease, using Jen’s own momentum against her to gently shove her to the mat. Jen wasn’t even getting close! She huffed in frustration and picked herself up again, turning to face her challenge head on.

Samantha hopped around and curled her fingers back, egging Jen on to come at her. Jen growled, hyping herself up. She then let out a scream and charged directly at her opponent like she was trying to break through a door! The head on attack carried enough momentum to take Sam by surprise and her eyes widened as her body began to lift off the ground.

Jen was equally shocked to get her trainer off her feet, but then was doubly surprised when Sam planted her feet back on the floor and widened her stance, making it harder for Jen to move her.

“Nnngh!” Jen grunted, straining to budge her opponent. Samantha pushed back with equal **** but using only a fraction of the energy.

“Sorry, Jen, looks like you’re not cut out for this sort of thing,” Sam consoled. “You’ll just have to get your kicks doing something else. Maybe you can find a porn site on lesbian librarians.”

Jen grit her teeth and scowled. Of course she would take Jen for a bookworm. No one’s ever seen her anything else other than a by-the-book wallflower that never stood out for anything! Everyone was always presuming she should be something that she didn’t want to be. This was the first time she’s ever tried to be something for herself and the opportunity was slipping away from her like the seconds on the clock. She started to channel her frustration and anger into her legs, slowly pushing forward through sheer determination.

Samantha’s ease was shaken when she realized she was being pushed back! She looked down at Jen and realized that the girl was not letting up. She took a quick glance at the clock, not even two minutes have passed yet. She had boasted about lasting fifteen, but the newbie was actually giving her a run for her money. As much as she was growing to like the new girl, she did not want to lose to her own stipulation. It was humiliating enough not having won a single one of her informal matches, but losing to a rookie this green on her first try? She’d have to quit the sport entirely!

She may only have had a few matches over Jen, but they were enough to teach her how to deal with situations like this. She leaned in with her body weight and pushed down, forcing Jen flat on the mat.

“Oof!” Jen cried out in surprise. When she managed to fill her lungs with air again, she asked, “Does this count as taking you down?”

“Nope,” Sam replied.

“Just thought I’d ask…” Jen sighed, trying to get up. She pushed herself against the floor, but found herself stuck. She wondered if she’d pushed too hard and her muscles had given up. Then, she realized that Sam was still on top of her. “So… are you going to get up?”

“Make me,” Sam replied, not moving off of her.

Jennifer suddenly felt a wave of dread wash over her. She had been giving it her all and Sam had been going easy. Now the kid gloves were off and she was pushing back. Jen started to panic. She scrambled to escape, but Sam had her left arm pinned against her back, so she could only flail with the right. She attempted to crawl underneath, but Sam had her legs splayed out, stabilized against her push. With her upper position, she was able to lean in and use gravity to hold Jen down while the rookie needed to use all her muscles to push back.

Minutes passed and Sam’s defense held strong. Jen was beginning to feel like a trapped rat, unable to move. She kicked her feet and waved her arms around helplessly.

“That’s just going to tire yourself out,” Sam told her with a sigh.

She was right. Jen was panting heavily, gasping for air, while Sam was still cool as a cucumber. Jen felt utterly defeated. There was no way she could challenge the more experienced Sam if she was giving it her all. How was she supposed to put up a fight with someone who knows what you’re going to try and already has a counter for it? She slumped down and stopped struggling.

“Giving up already?” Sam asked. “You still have five minutes on the clock…”

“I can’t beat you,” Jen pouted. “You’re too strong.”

Sam felt a pang of guilt. She had taken advantage of Jen, abusing her skills and knowledge on the inexperienced newb. Of course, that’s what the others had done to break her in too. It taught her that she didn’t know as much as she thought she did and **** her to learn and listen to their advice. If Jen really wanted to stick with this sport, she would find a way to persevere. At least, that was what Sam was telling to herself. In the back of her mind, she questioned her right to teach ANY wrestling lessons when she hasn’t even earned a real victory for herself. Could she be doing this just to get that taste of victory?

Sam brushed the thought aside. If she let up on the girl now, that would only lead to Jen having an even harder time from others. She knew first hand that some of the other competitors were not so gentle.

“Maybe it’s for the best that you walk away from this sort of wrestling,” Sam said softly. “A delicate thing like you could get seriously hurt…”

This remark sparked a hidden drive in the young woman underneath Sam. Sam heard a deep growl rumble beneath her! Jen had had enough of being underestimated!

Suddenly, even her superior position wasn’t enough to keep Sam on her feet. Jen had her off the ground with surprising strength!