The Stripping Continues

Ari's hands moved to cover her exposed bra once again. This was the second time she had lost her shirt tonight and she was not happy about it. Meanwhile, their friends cheered as another article of clothing was stripped off.

Ari didn't wait a moment longer and sprang back into action. She ran over to Meg who had just thrown Ari's shirt to Sarah. Ari planned on taking Meg back down to the ground. Meg was completely blindsided by the attack as Ari's arms wrapped around her waist. In another moment Meg was swept off of her feet and pulled towards the wrestling mat. Meg crashed down hard and collided with the mat with a thump that took her breath away.

Meg was stunned and Ari was going to take advantage of that. There was no semblance of the innocent girl who walked through the door earlier. She pinned down Meg's arms with her knees and bent over to inspect her opponent's shirt, the same exact move Meg had used on Ari before. Ari was learning quickly from her friends. Meg's wrists were now completely pinned down by Ari's knees, making her arms useless. Meg could only kick her legs around. She became immediately frustrated in her predicament.

Ari however, was having a great time on top of her opponent. She laughed as she began peeling back the bottom of Megan's shirt.

"No! Dammit!" Meg protested, kicking her legs about.

"Not so fun, is it?" Ari replied, continuing to pull upwards. It wasn't long before Meg's leopard print bra was on display again.

"Whoo! Get it, Ari!" Maddie called out from the sidelines. The blonde beauty was still rocking the red bra and thong. She was becoming less and less embarrassed about her situation the more she drank.

Finally the cups and straps of Megan's bra were visible once again. All Ari had to do was step off of Meg's arms and she would be free to rip the shirt clean off. Ari continued to **** her opponent.

"I'm taking the shirt and the pants, Meg. You're losing this tournament"

"We'll see about that" Meg replied, her anger rising.

"And after that" Ari continued, "Maybe I'll take it a little further and take the bra too" Ari ran her fingers down the straps of Meg's bra.

This was a sinister threat that the other girls did not expect. This was especially rude to Megan as she had the smallest boobs of the group and had always been self-conscious of that. This was the first time any of her friends had seriously threatened to expose them in a match.

"No!" Megan screamed.

Ari suddenly stood up, maintaining her grip on Megan's t-shirt. The shirt immediately came with Ari. Megan tried to grab onto it as it left but it wouldn't have mattered as it was already off. Ari laughed and threw the shirt onto the ground.

Ari was on fire. She didn't wait for Megan to get back up and instantly crouched back down to go for the pants.

"Gimme the pants!" Ari shouted.

Ari scurried back to Megan and began fumbling for a grip on her yoga pants. Meg was not going to make this an easy win for Ari and began to wrestle with Ari's fumbling hands.

"Hold still!" Ari complained.

"No!" Meg shouted back. Suddenly Ari's head was enclosed in between Megan's thighs. Megan took her opportunity and closed her thighs around Ari's neck. Ari immediately realized the error of her ways.

"Ahh!" she squealed, but of course it was too late.

Meg had put Ari in a sleeper hold with her thighs. Meg twisted her body so that her legs flipped to the side and Ari went with her like an antelope caught in the jaws of a crocodile.

Ari tried as hard as she could to get out of the hold but her arms were no match for the power of a strong woman's thighs.