They watch the rest of the match

“OK, let’s see this play out then,” Samantha shrugged, leaning back and swigging her beer.

As predicted, Ashley’s opponent struggled to escape her dominant position. When she finally did manage to get out from under the brunette, it was because Ashley decided to switch up the move in order to pin her down and strip her. The match ended up being Ashley playing around with her opponent.

“OK, we knew she had wrestling skills, her dad is our coach!” Sonya said, after the match was decisively given to Catchem.

“Why don’t we find a more competitive match with her?” Jen suggested.

Elsa switched to the search function to look up more matches with Ashley Catchem.

“Hey, wait! I wanted to see the aftermatch!” Sam complained.

They watched the next match in line. It went very much the same as the first. Ashley would take the advantage early on and never give it up. She seemed to revel in toying with her opponents since the gap was so large.

“Did she retire from the sport because there was no competition for her?” Elsa wondered out loud.

“What about the next match?” Jen asked.

“But the aftermatch!” Sam bemoaned. Elsa had already skipped to the next video.

At this point, Ashley Catchem was showing confidence, leaning on arrogance. Her opponent was well aware of her abilities and was very hesitant to move in on her. It got to the point that Ashley even got down on her hands and knees and invited her opponent to mount her. After being admonished by the ref for not making any moves, the opponent eventually took the offer and tried to grapple with the skilled wrestler. She got a decent hold on Ashley, but it was all a ruse. As soon as the opponent started to gain some confidence, Ashley took it all away with a reversal.

“K, we’ve seen enough,” Elsa stated, moving back to the menu screen.

“The aftermatch…” Sam whined in a deflated tone.

“Did she take on anyone we recognize?” Sonya wondered.

“Let’s see…” Elsa scrolled down the list of matches until a name struck out at her. “Leah Piper?”

Samantha sat up. “Oh! This should be good!”

Jen was intrigued as well. Leah was the top wrestler for WSW. Her technical prowess was known as the best in the league. “Play it!” she barked before she could rein in her excitement at the matchup.

Elsa hit play and the match started up. Unlike her previous opponents, Ashley was showing caution towards Piper. Even back then, Leah had the skills. She didn’t look very different from today, still the lithe, sleek figure that moved around with mechanical precision. Leah’s style was always aggressive, so she was the first to move in. Ashley was quick on her feet and moved out of range, getting the mount on Leah. Leah was even quicker to switch positions, slipping under Ashley and grabbing her waist. It resembled an amateur wrestling match in bikinis more than a submission match. The four rookies watched on with their full attention.

“Geez, you faced her?!” Sonya asked Jen.

“She was going so so easy on me…” Jennifer realized in complete shock.

“Why did she quit?” Sam wondered out loud. “She was going toe to toe with Leah Piper!”

“I don’t know…” Jen replied in disbelief.

The match continued with the two wrestlers playing cat and mouse with each other, switching roles every so often. Neither could get a solid pin on the other, let alone pick up points under submission scoring.

“Imagine if we could wrestle that good,” Sam said, shaking her head.

“Well you better be at least half as good if you want to beat us athletes in our tag metch!” Elsa cautioned, finishing her beer and plopping herself down next to Sonya on the sofa. Sonya smirked, wrapping her arm around her partner in solidarity.

“Oh really?” Sam asked. “If I recall correctly, you were on the losing end of our match…”

“Well she’s got backup this time,” Sonya grinned.

“Yeah? Well, I’ve got back up as well!” Sam argued, pulling in Jen who looked embarrassed to be included in the trash talk. “She may not look like much but we all know what she’s capable of!”

“Our match could have gone either way,” Sonya defended.

“Well, you and I may not have had a WSW match,” Sam pointed out, “But, from our wrestling meets, you’ve yet to beat me either!”

“That’s an eventuality!” Sonya hissed. Her competitive nature was rising to a boil. “Don’t think that just because you’ve gotten the one up on me before that I’m not learning. I’m picking up on your weaknesses!”

“Oh I’ve already learned of one weakness your partner has!” Sam grinned cryptically. She casually leaned into Jen’s ear and whispered, “Anal…” Jennifer needed a moment to process what Samantha was talking about, then went beet red. She looked at Elsa, then her ass, then looked away, embarrassed.

Elsa sat up and self consciously adjusted herself in her seat before addressing Sam while flustered. “Olroit! Shut ya gob! Next time you’ll be on the receiving end of det dildo!!” she warned.

Sam smirked. “I went easy on you last time because you were new,” she told Elsa, “But next time, I’ll mop the floor with you and teach you some new ways to use that dildo!”

“Don’t get too high on yourself, you might actually believe what you’re saying!” Sonya challenged.

“Would you care for a demonstration? We could get started right now!” Samantha talked back.

“I’m more than ready!” Sonya grinned, loosening her shirt.

“Shh!” Jen hushed, waving everyone down. Everyone turned to her as she had her eyes locked on the screen.

Leah and Ashley were both stripped bare from their back and forth and were really going at it. It was like an intense Roman Greco grapple; They stood their ground, bodies pressed against each other, muscles tensed, neither giving way. The conversation went silent as everyone became enthralled with the action once again. The camera came in close enough to see the sweat rolling off their naked bodies. Ashley stuck her leg out and leaned Leah over, flipping her onto the mat. She climbed on top and tried to hold her down. Both women were panting heavily, their chests heaved in unison while they squeezed together. Ashley was on her back but had the advantage, wrapping herself around Leah like a boa constrictor. Leah’s arms were stretched behind her head and her legs were entwined by Ashley’s. Her sex points were all exposed!

The rookies watched on as the seconds ticked down in the match. The score was tied and Ashley just needed one more point to score the victory. She slowly lowered her hand towards Leah’s breast while continuing to constrain her. Suddenly, with the loosened grip, Leah slipped her head off Ashley, touching the mat. She used this base to form a bridge with her back, leaning her shoulders onto Ashley's, pinning her.

Instinctively, Ashley jolted her shoulder up and got rolled over by Leah, who promptly plunged her fingers into her opponent’s pussy. Ashley pulled away, but the referee had already scored the point. Ashley tried to catch up, going after Leah, but Leah wisely backed off. The timer ran down and Leah was declared the winner.

“Genius!” Sam remarked.

“Doesn’t that go against your argument that the wrestler has the edge in a WSW match?” Elsa brought up to the wrestling fanatic.

“Not at all,” Sam replied. “Ashley was the wrestling ‘athlete’ while Leah was the “WSW wrestler”. You saw what Leah did there. She used Ashley’s traditional wrestling training against her and won the submission wrestling game!”

“Oh. It’s the victory round!” Jen declared, still having her eyes on the screen..

Sam turned her attention back to the vid and utter, ““Finally!”