The girls get riled up watching the videos

“Oh! Watch that move right there!” Sam pointed. “See how she got her arm under and flipped her around? That was so smooth!”

“Yeah…” Jen nodded, enthralled by the action.

“You have to shift your hips to get enough leverage,” Sam explained, motioning her own body as if she were in the match.

Jen had to hide her giggle. Sam was fangirling over all the forms and techniques the wrestlers were using while using names that Jen had never even heard of. While it was adorable to see Sam geek out, it was also giving Jen a sense of how deep this submission wrestling could go. She once again found herself wondering if she really was cut out for this sport.

“Oh, you see that? Brilliant counter!” Sam applauded, bringing Jen’s attention back to the match.

The two women were completely nude at this point and were rolling on the mat trying to gain the upper position. The one with the red arm band managed to get a headlock on her yellow banded opponent. She leaned in with her body and pinned her opponent before reaching back to slide her fingers over Yellow band’s pussy. Yellow yelped and moaned at the touch while the referee started counting. Each count added another point to Red’s score.

Yellow tried to twist and turn her way loose. She managed to contort herself out of Red’s reach and made a move of her own. She hooked her leg around Red’s head and pried herself free of the headlock, synching in a leg lock of her own.

“Oh, big mistake!” Samantha called out to the screen.

Jen wondered what she was talking about when Red bands shifted positions. She lined herself up with yellow and planted her feet on the floor. She then pushed forward, rolling up her opponent.

“OK OK, watch what she does here!” Sam told Jen enthusiastically.

Jen watched on as Red tried to pull her head out of Yellow’s thighs. Yellow wrapped her legs around Red’s head and grabbed the back of her head, pulling her in. The ref started counting again but this time Yellow’s score was ticking up.

“What happened?” Jen asked.

“**** pussy eating,” Sam explained. “She has her in a hold and has her pussy to her face, that’s how she’s scoring points.”

Jen nodded, remembering that there were multiple ways to score points in submission wrestling. Mostly it was when you were in control sexually. Whether it was giving or receiving, as long as you were the one initiating the action, you were getting the points. Technically, you could both be scoring points in a sixty-nine position, but it would be the first person to lick pussy that would have the advantage because they would have scored points first.

Red could not break free of the hold and the timer ticked down to zero. The final tally had yellow up by five points.

“That was a close one!” Sam said, reaching over to move to the next video.

Yellow was having her hand raised and turning to Red to claim her prize.

“Aren’t you going to watch the whole thing?” Jen asked hopefully.

Sam smirked. “This is a review session, not a porn session,” she reminded her. “You can watch the end bits later. I’ll leave these with you… you know, for educational purposes.” She gave Jen a naughty grin and chuckle.

“Thanks,” Jen said softly, not wanting to admit why she wanted to watch the video to the end. The next match started up and Jen rolled back in her chair to be closer to Sam on the bed. “Oh I recognize her!” she said about the statuesque wrestler with the dyed red hair.

“That’s Jenny Star, she’s one of the top wrestlers in WSW,” Sam pointed out.

“Have you ever wrestled her?” Jen asked.

“Me? No way, she’s out of my league. She’s basically a pro in this sport. I’m like a rank amateur in comparison,” Sam explained. “You might as well try to face off against LeBron James or Peyton Manning!”

They watched on as Jenny made short work of her opponent. Proving her superiority, Star had her challenger out of clothes within the first ten seconds. The next ten had the other woman pinned, face down, with a single legged crab as Jenny rubbed the victim’s exposed pussy. Her opponent couldn’t put up much of a fight and Jenny adjusted their positions, flipping her over and lifting her leg so that she could **** a trib. The points racked up for her while she enjoyed herself. She was enjoying herself so much, in fact, that she pulled off her own bottoms, giving up points to the challenger, just so that she could feel pussy on pussy.

“This is total domination,” Jen noted.

“Mhmm…” Sam agreed. They both shifted anxiously as they watched the sexual dominance from the top WSW wrestler.

Jen could feel herself growing wet as she watched. She was keenly aware that Sam was occupying her bed, where she would be rubbing herself off right now watching this vid. Sam noticed her trainee’s agitation.

“You can hop on and join me,” Sam offered, patting the mattress.

“No… I’m good here,” Jen replied, meekly.

Sam bit her lower lip and told Jen, “It’s part of your training… come and join me on the bed…”

Jen’s body flushed with blood, making her suddenly hot. She didn’t want Sam to see how aroused she was, but didn’t want to appear shy either. She stiffened her lip and stood up, hoping that Sam wouldn’t notice. She could feel Sam’s eyes locked on her body and it was making her tremble. She fought through it and climbed into bed with her training partner. She was in bed, naked, with another woman! She could feel her heart pounding.

To prove to both Sam and herself that she was under control, Jen leaned up against her partner. Sam froze in shock. She wasn’t expecting Jen to be this forward, but didn’t want to look shy either, so she laid back, nestling in with the strawberry blonde. Jennifer could barely breathe. Feeling her bare backside warmed by her attractive wrestling partner was making her well up with sexual tension.

“I… need some water…” she blurted out, standing up again. She turned around and smiled, to hide her insecurities. “Do you want anything?”

“Uh.. yeah… if you have any juice?” Sam asked, a little relieved that things didn’t escalate further. She got off the bed as well, causing Jen to jump nervously. Instead of attacking her, though, the brunette went over to the computer. “I should pause this for you, it’s good stuff.”

“Yeah… I’ll check for juice…” she replied, reaching for her shirt.

“Hold on now!” Sam interrupted.

Jen froze and turned her head to her partner, raising an eyebrow quizzically.

“No clothes.”

“Wha…?!” Jen responded, mortified.

“You’re still in training,” Sam nodded firmly.

“But the kitchen is a shared space!” Jen pleaded. “Anyone could go out there!”

“What better way to face your fears?” Sam argued, trying to maintain her position as the trainer. “You’re not going to have wrestling matches in your room. You have to be comfortable with your body anywhere!”

Jennifer couldn’t speak. She was too terrified with the notion of going outside with no clothes on. She had dorm mates that could be out there right now eating lunch or dinner or breakfast, depending on their schedule.