Jen plays to win

“One… two…” Lana counted aloud.

Jen squirmed underneath, twisting around to slip free. She lost her bikini top in the process but was able to get back to her feet.

“That’s five for the top right?” Lana asked, holding the fabric in her hand as she got up as well.

“Mhm…” Jen confirmed, eyeing Lana guardedly. “But you won’t be getting my bottoms!”

“We’ll see about that!” Lana grinned, eyes focusing on the remains of the strawberry blonde’s bikini. Lana leaned in and made a swipe for it, but Jen skirted around.

Jen was used to her opponents always facing her during a match so she was a little confused about Lana not turning around. She realized she must have moved faster than Lana’s reaction speed. Her opinion of Lana’s threat level started swinging the other way. She felt a little bad about grabbing the busty blonde from behind, but she was playing to win.

“Ah!” Lana yelped.

“Eight! Nine!” Jen counted, groping Lana’s plushy breasts from behind while squeezing her own tits into the blonde’s back.

“Mmm…” Lana moaned softly, leaning into Jen and enjoying the hug.

“You’re still not taking it seriously?” Jen asked.

“I am…” Lana replied whimsically as her hands reached behind and ran down the contours of Jen’s soft body. “I’m just enjoying myself as well!” She added, rubbing her ass into Jen’s lap with the smoothness of a dancer working a pole. Lana shimmied her way down and rose up, then turned her head to lick Jen cheek, giving her a devilish grin.

Jen shivered with pleasure. She didn’t want to insult her host by suggesting she could work as a stripper, but she suddenly felt a compulsion to stuff dollar bills down Lana’s bikini bottom.

Lana turned around so that they could rub breast to breast as she locked eyes with the petite blonde. She started counting again, “Fourteen… fifteen…”

“Wh…” Jen wondered, then looked down to realize that her thong was sitting around her ankles and Lana’s fingers were touching her pussy! “Oh!” She gasped, jumping back to get away from the fingers.

In the same instance, Lana leapt on top of Jen and landed on top of the off guard schoolgirl. She pressed her knee between and guided Jen’s legs apart, opening up her pussy for more fingering! Lana was turning out to be a conniving one!

“Sixteen…”

Jen tried to squeeze her legs shut but Lana’s thigh was blocking her.

“Seventeen…”

Jen knew she was falling behind fast. She needed to do something! Her heart started to pound as her opinion of Lana swayed all the way back to legitimate threat! She realized it wasn’t only that which was making her heart race; Lana was incredibly sexy and was turning her on just by being on top of her. As Lana’s fingers rubbed against her pussy. Jen could feel Lana’s groin gyrating over her thigh, moving brisk and sensually, totally into the interaction. She was pleasuring herself as she was scoring points!

“Eighteen…”

If this were a non-wrestling encounter, Jen would have given in to this seductress’ womanly wiles, but she was a competitor and was here to wrestle! She twisted around to her belly and tried to crawl away. Lana laid on top of her to trap her.

“Nineteen… twenty!”

“Ahhh…Ngh… !” Jen moaned. Her butt was in the air and her face was on the mat. Through the fingering and natural lubrication, Lana’s fingers had gradually inserted themselves into the young woman’s tunnel

“It’s double when you stick it in!” she grumbled.

Being an honest person, Jen had to award her the bonus points.

“Oh! Twenty two!” Lana responded.

Even though she was being honorable, Jen couldn’t help but feel like she was being taken advantage of. Lana wasn’t wrestling like any of the other wrestlers Jen had faced before. This match felt more like a hot lesbian action and Jen was afraid it was getting the better of her. Lana was caressing her body and nipping at her neck and shoulder as her finger penetrated deep into the student’s hole. She felt kisses all around her back and ass as the numbers kept going up.

“Thirty four! Thirty six!”

Jen wanted to let Lana keep doing what she was doing, but she also didn’t want to lose. The petite blonde mentally refocused herself, then grabbed Lana’s wrist, halting the count. Next, Jen twisted around, wrapping her legs around Lana’s arm and flipped her opponent over into an armbar.

“Woah!” Lana gasped, staring up at the ceiling. “What was that?!”

“I can’t let you win!” Jen apologized, racing to grab Lana’s bottoms. To her surprise, there was no resistance. Lana laid back and let Jen slide the panties down! Jen looked at her with surprise and Lana stared back with an alluring gaze. Not wanting to give up her momentum, Jen pinned down one of Lana’s legs and pushed the other leg up so that it rested against her shoulder. She leaned in and pressed her pussy to Lana’s, pinning her opponent down in a trib and started rubbing.

“Thirteen! Fourteen!” Jen counted.

“Ahhh! Ngh…” Lana gasped and moaned. “How is this getting you points?!” she wondered.

“I’m on top, so I’m in control,” Jen explained, grinding her pussy deep against the buxom blonde’s.

“Ahh…” Lana replied as both acknowledgement and moan.

“Fifteeeenn….” {Nick} counted, feeling hot all over. She couldn’t get over the fact that she was aggressively scissoring this busty bombshell. She could feel Lana push up against her and rock her pussy in response. She felt like she was roasting in an oven now. “Sixteeeeen…” she counted slowly so she could maintain control of herself.

Jen felt Lana’s fingers intertwined with hers and looked down. Lana looked up with a warm and inviting smile as they both meshed their pussies together. She started to tremble as she tried to continue registering points.

“Seven… teen… Eig… Ngh.. Aahhh!” she finally cried out. She couldn’t hold back. The look and feel of the gorgeous blonde being pleasured beneath her was too much! She shivered and clenched her fists, making it obvious to her partner that she was cumming hard. “Eigheaaaaahhh!”

Jen’s orgasm opened her up to be swapped over by her big titted opponent. She felt the weight of Lana press on top of her, legs still spread.

“It’s too bad we don’t get points for orgasms,” Lana said with a giggle. “But that just means I get to cum too!” She started to rock over her opponent. “Where was I? I think Thirty six… Thirty seven!”

Jen was too stunned from the orgasm to fight back. She laid there for several more points before her thoughts became coherent again. She was falling way behind now and wasn’t sure if she could catch up with the time remaining. The clock was running just under a minute.