Jen matches Sam on her knees

“The match starts… now!” Jen announced, starting the clock. The clock flashed: 2:00 and counted down from there.

She quickly joined Sam in the middle of the ring, dropping down to her knees so that they were eye level with one another.

“So you believe me?” Sam surmised.

“Not exactly, but if I’m on my knees like you, that’ll take away any advantage you might have gotten against me standing!” Jen concluded.

“Smart!” Sam agreed, crawling and circling her opponent.

Jen grinned. “I’m not just some pushover that can be easily beat! I’m on a win streak, remember?” she taunted

“Ooh, that’s going to end tonight!” Sam taunted back. She got even lower, like a cat about to pounce on her prey.

Jen was backing off, judging herself out of grab range. Sam crawled forward and Jen crawled back. She was noticing that this position was really hampering her ability to move. On all fours, she had to have at least three parts of her touching the floor to stay up while standing she could run around or lean on one foot. Her reach was also limited since she didn’t have the height she would on her feet. She debated getting up but Sam had closed the distance and was within reach.

Sam grabbed and Jen couldn’t evade, so the strawberry blonde shot out her arms to intercept. She caught one hand while the other nabbed at her string bikini top. She grabbed that hand as well and tried to pry it off without taking her bikini top with it. This allowed Sam to move in close enough to pin her body on top of the petite blonde.

Jen rolled herself on top of Sam using the momentum of their fall. Sam rolled back. All the while, they struggled for control over Jen’s top. At one point, Sam planted her foot on the side of Jen’s face, using it as leverage to give one strong yank! Jen yelped and Sam fell back with Jen’s bikini top flying into the air!

“AAhh!!” Jen cried out in despair as she covered her exposed breasts.

Sam grinned evilly as she scampered back over to Jen to finish the job. Jen kicked desperately to keep Sam away from her thong while the delinquent rogue stretched her arm out, reaching haphazardly for her opponent’s final garment.

Since the stomps to the face weren’t deterring her, Jen changed tact and wrapped her legs around Sam’s head. She pulled in her opponent, face first into her snatch!

“One! Two!” Jen counted out, holding on tightly.

“Mmgh! Mff!” Sam responded, flailing about to get off.

“Three, four…” Jen continued to count.

Running out of air, Sam went in on Jen. She pushed out her tongue and started licking.

“Fiiiiiive!” Jen counted, shivering from the new sensation.

Sam could taste Jen’s arousal through the polyester fabric between her rival’s wet folds and her hot tongue. Jen’s resolve dampened and her legs loosened while Sam nodded her head up and down, tongue pressed hard against the other woman’s clit.

“Haaah… siiix….” Jen tried to count.

“That’s my point!” Sam argued, prying Jen’s legs open and really going down on her. She pulled the thong aside and sank her tongue into Jen’s open sex. Jen let out a cry of pleasure, conceding her dominance. “Six! Seven!” Sam counted for herself.

Jen shoved herself free and backed away. Sam lunged to pin her down, but only managed to grab at her bottoms as her target slipped away. Jen looked at herself, completely nude now, while Sam still had both her top and bottom. Sam smiled back and counted, “That makes thirteen for me!”

Jen glanced at the time, they were only a little more than 30 seconds in, there was still plenty of time to catch up. She readied up again, on all fours, sticking to their unspoken stipulation. Sam matched her stance, rearing up like a cat. Her bikini top dangled loosely underneath her, barely holding up by its strings and not covering anything at the moment. It was a juicy target for the strawberry blonde.

They circled the ring like a couple of jungle predators, eyes darting around, looking for openings and watching out against their own. Sam went in first, feinting a low dive, causing Jen to crouch lower, then the rebel went high, covering her opponent’s back and wrapping her arms around Jen’s waist.

Jen turtled up immediately, but Sam spun around so that she could perform a German Suplex! Since they were low to the ground, it took an extreme amount of strength to power Jen up. Fortunately, she was light.

Jen slammed into the mat and was immediately winded! She had only taken moves like this on the wrestling mats, so the feel of the wrestling ring floor was shockingly hard! She stared at the ceiling. Had this been a pro wrestling match, she would have laid down for a full 3-count. Instead, she laid down long enough for Sam to roll through, pin her ass up and eat her out for 3 more points.

Jen realized she was on the verge of orgasm and WSW instinct took over. She kicked out, throwing Samantha off. She scrambled over to catch her opponent into a headlock. Sam tried to pull her head out, but Jen’s arms were like a vice. She pushed forward instead, getting Jen onto her back, but the strawberry blonde did not let go. She tried to roll Jen around the ring to get her to loosen up, but Jen was holding firm.

“This.. isn’t going to get you… hah… anywhere…” Samantha warned her. “You’re not getting.. Hah.. points from this!”

“I still have time…” Jen replied, glancing at the clock again. She then ventured to grab Sam’s top with one hand while continuing to keep the headlock on her opponent. It came off with no effort. “Eleven now…” she announced, then reached under to grope her breast. “Twelve…”

Samantha struggled, pinned down in the headlock.

Once again, Sam leaned into her strength to get Jen off. Thankfully, Jen was light. This time Sam attempted to get Jen into a Fireman’s carry so she could drop her from her back. Jen rolled from Sam’s back into a Crucifix pin!

With her back to the mat, arms held down by Jen’s arm and leg, Sam was wide open for more titty play from Jen’s free hand.

“Thirteen… fourteen!” Jen counted out between her panting.

Falling behind in points, Sam had to review her strategy. Will she continue to try and power through or try a different tactic?