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Jennifer looked over at Monica, thinking that it was all over, but the fired up look in Monica’s eyes only told her otherwise! Monica swung her arm over Jen, pinning her to the mat with the weight of her body. She proceeded to lick and kiss the young woman along the length of her neck. Jen shivered as the cool room air touched her wet, saliva coated skin.

Monica moved her lips up Jen’s chin and cheeks before kissing her square on the lips. She was still breathing heavily as she gave wet smacks to the petite blonde. {main]’d body writhed underneath the female laying on top of her. She received deep kisses and tongue swirls in response. Soon, Jennifer’s upper body bore wet lip prints all over. They covered her neck and shoulders, down to her perked up breasts. Jen arched her back as Monica tugged on her nipple between her teeth and then let it snap back into place. Monica then licked and sucked under the boob, savoring in the petite woman’s soft lady lumps from all sides. With Monica working her over and under, Jen felt like she was getting a full breast massage treatment! When Monica reached down to brush against her pussy, it sent the novice to another orgasm!

The massage therapist didn’t let up after this. She took Jen’s leg and lifted it over her shoulder, then pushed up her pelvis against it. Soon, Monica and Jen were grinding pussies. Jen closed her eyes and moaned loudly. Monica moaned back. The wrestling gym filled with the sounds of their lustful bales and wet bodies sticking and slapping against each other. Monica rocked her hips faster. Sweat beads built up on her forehead, her breathing was like the huffs of a race horse. Jen could feel her partner on the cusp of reaching climax. Gritting her teeth and ignoring her own soreness, Jen started to grind back, adding more pressure to their two twats. Monica clenched the girl’s leg, clamping down hard and hugging it like a security blanket as her body started to tremble and shake.

“FUUUCK!!!” She let out a powerful cry as her body reached its limit.

The tall brunette fell back to enjoy the moment, but this time Jen was the one to push. She climbed on top of Monica and slid her fingers inside the brunette’s engorged snatch. Monica spasmed and tried to grip onto the padded mat underneath her. Jennifer thrust her fingers in and out, coating them with Monica’s sex juices. This only made it easier to piston into the wrestler's soaked pussy.

Monica started to arch her back, responding to Jen’s petite fingers invading her temple. She raised her hips up so high, she made a bridge with her head and feet. This gave Jen the perfect height to really jam her fingers inside. It was so smooth and slick that, before she knew it, she was ramming her entire petite fist into the woman’s gaping pussy!

Completely unaware of the fisting, Monica continued to moan with contentment, edging up to yet another orgasm! Jen was having a surreal moment, watching her entire hand enter the woman’s pussy, but kept pumping her fist, not wanting to break the moment. Not long after, Monica’s body stiffened up, squeezing around Jennifer’s hand! Jen could feel the contractions around her fist as Monica orgasmed! Finally, Monica let out a deep, baleful moan and then collapsed on the mat, panting heavily.

It took a full minute for her muscles to relax enough for Jennifer to wriggle her fist out with a wet pop. Monica sighed as the pressure released from her nethers. She reached over and pulled Jen in for some light kisses and they both laid together to recover.

“That was… unbelievable…” Jen said, breaking the silence. She stared at her hand, now glistening with Monica’s juices.

“You were amazing!” Monica replied with a smile, caressing the student’s strawberry blonde hair. “I see a lot of potential in you, Jen!”

“Really?” Jen replied, perking up at the compliment.

“Yeah, you’ve got the tenacity and drive in you that could take you far. You just need to hone in on the basics. You’re lacking wrestling fundamentals. It’s easy enough to teach though!”

Jennifer was shy to ask, but felt this would be her only chance. “Would… you teach me?”

Monica smiled and brushed Jen’s cheek. “Sweetie, I would love to! Unfortunately I’m far too busy to take on a full time student…”

“Oh…” Jen replied.

“Actually, you mentioned you went to the wrestling session that my dad runs. You should keep going to those. He can give you lessons on fundamentals even better than I could!” Monica told her, then added with urgency, “Just don’t tell him about this!”

Jennifer giggled. “No way! I would die if my parents knew about this!”

The girls giggled together at the thought of trying to explain why they sex wrestled to their folks. After they settled down, Monica added, “Hey, there was another girl from that wrestling meet that is into WSW!”

“Really?”

“Yeah, she posts on the Discord and mentioned going to the meets,” Monica noted. “I can’t remember the name off the top of my head though...”

“Have you met her?”

“It’s possible, I suppose. I get all sorts of patients who need a massage,” Monica shrugged. “But, we haven’t formally met,no.”

Jen sighed. It looked like she would have to do her own research if she wanted to meet this mysterious WSW hopeful. “I guess I’ll have to find out for myself,” she said.

“Not quite yet, we’re not done here!” Monica replied, getting up to her feet. A feeling of dread overtook the petite blonde. Monica leaned over and stared Jen down. “You are going to clean up while I take a shower!”

It was a break from sex, but not exactly leisure time. Monica brought extra towels and cleaning supplies in her bag, telling Jen that the woman had done these late night matches before. Monica took off for a shower, leaving the student alone to mop up.

Jennifer wiped down the floor, while in the back of her mind she worried that the janitor was going to barge in on her and she would have to explain why she was in the middle of the wrestling mat, completely nude. Now that she was all by herself, every odd noise would trigger her into full alert. It was one thing to be here with someone authorized to be down here, it was another to be trespassing… and naked. Eventually, Jen got over her fears as her mind moved towards the new WSW prospect. She wondered if this girl was any good. Would she be willing to spar? Was she in the rookie tournament as well?

Suddenly the gym door burst open and someone shouted out, “HEY!”

Jennifer jumped up and immediately covered herself with the towel she was using to wipe down the mat. She cringed in fear, trying to hide her entire body behind the white cloth. When she peeked out from behind the towel, she saw Monica, fully dressed again, standing by the door. Monica cracked up and chuckled.

“Sorry, I couldn’t help myself!” she snickered.

Dourly, Jen pulled the towel off and finished cleaning. Monica helped finish and let Jen head off to shower. Wandering the dark halls in nothing but a towel was even more scary than being alone in the gym. She had the uneasy feeling that someone was going to jump out from the shadows like in a horror flick.

Thankfully, Jennifer made it to the women’s room with no incident. She showered and discovered just how cum soaked she really was. As soon as the water hit, she could feel the film of fluids that had caked onto her body. Washing it all away was freeing and she walked out of the shower feeling like she had gotten a really good workout in.

Evidence of their activities were meticulously swept away and the two women left the gym with no one the wiser. Jen made a massage appointment with Monica for the next month. They made sure it would be the last session of the day.