Violet goes all in

Jennifer could tell that Violet’s invitation was just a ploy but that didn’t make it any less tempting. She was staring across from a curvaceously sexy nymph, showing off her gloriously nude body. The vixen rubbed her buxom breasts and squeezed them together to show off cleavage. She then slid her hands up to run through her dark tresses as she waved her hips from side to side and lowered her body by the knees. She jutted out her ass and circled the air with it as she rose back up to standing position. Her cheerleader experience was giving her the edge in swaying Jen’s mood.

Jen stared in awe at the performance. It was so smooth and rehearsed yet Violet’s body movements looked so natural. She was like a deer in the headlights as Violet sauntered over to caress her cheek. Jen shivered, becoming a ball of nervous energy in front of the popular chick. She felt her throat dry up and probably wouldn’t be able to speak if she tried. She felt her crush’s fingers drag along her shoulders and back, down to her ass. The fingers slipped over her bikini bottom and suddenly Jen was alert again!

Even if she hadn’t been training as a wrestler as long as Vi trained as a cheerleader, Jen had developed a ‘danger’ instinct. As soon as Violet's hands entered the zone of contention, Jen clasped her wrist and pivoted around, hooking Violet’s arm over her shoulder and judo flipped her onto the mat!

“OOOF!!” Violet gasped, taken by surprise by the speed and ferocity of Jen’s counter.

Jen held onto the arm, pinning it behind Violet’s back. Violet struggled to get out from under her opponent, but the more experienced Jen had her legs spread, creating a wide base as she perched her ass on the small of Violet's back.

“I could hold you down here for the remaining minute!” Jen announced.

Violet quickly realized that she was right. There was no way to get out, despite what the rookie tried. She had to rely on her charm once again to get out of the situation.

“I thought you were going to try to score points though…” she taunted, raising her ass. “But you can only do that by touching me back there…”

Jen turned her head to watch the proffered posterior wave from side to side. The fact that she could feel Vi squirming underneath her made it even more hot. She did promise to make a match of it...

Still holding onto Violet's left arm, Jen twisted her body so she could reach back with her own left. She cupped Violet’s smooth ass and shivered with excitement. She couldn’t believe she managed to convince the dark haired beauty to do this. She slid her fingers into Violet’s valley and reached down, filling the crevasse with her fingers.

Violet’s eyes bulged as she felt the caress of Jen’s fingers gliding along her slit. She never expected it to feel so delicate and sensual. She shivered and was taken aback for a moment. Jen took that moment to explore Violet’s folds. She started to feel her fingers slicken up as juices started to flow from the wrestling neophyte.

“I thought you weren’t into girls…” Jen chided.

“Ahh!” Violet gasped before being able to speak. “I’m not! Mmm… You’re just really good at this…”

Jennifer’s lips perked up at the compliment as her heart swelled with pride. She never thought she could bring a straight girl into enjoying hot lesbian action before. Violet took that moment to swivel her body around and throw Jen off her back.

“Oop!” Jen yelped.

Violet rushed to get on top of her, pulling her legs up so that she could slide off her panties. Jen reacted, wrapping her legs around her head. Violet couldn’t lift the panties off with her head being wrenched by Jen’s legs. The naked cheerleader clutched at Jen’s feet, trying to pry them off while Jen pulled her bottoms back on.

Once they were back in place, Jen swept the legs from under her opponent. Vi crashed onto the mat with a thud! Jen rolled Vi up so that her back was to the mat and her ass faced the air. She looked down between the legs of her opponent with glee, flashing Vi a confident smile.

“You almost had me!” she told her. “I’m going to have to make you pay for that!”

To Violet’s shock Jen went down on her! She was flooded with emotion as that warm tongue brushed along her pussy and flicked her clit.

“AAhh!” she groaned. She stifled herself, realizing that she was in a pin. She was familiar with this type of wrestling! The cheerleader performed a backwards somersault to roll out of the pin, then dove in and pulled Jen’s legs back. Jen’s back landed on the mat and Violet flipped over her, folding Jen’s legs over her body like a coiled jackknife.

Jen reactively kicked out of the pin, springing the jackknife open. Even though it wasn’t a real pinning predicament, it instinctively felt like the thing to do. Violet sprung on top of her again, grabbing her leg to roll her into another pin.

“What are you doing?” Jen asked, confused. “This isn’t pro wrestling! You can’t pin me!”

“It may not be, but this puts me in the perfect position..” Vi pulled free Jen’s bottoms. “To do this!” She held Jen bikini up triumphantly.

“Ahhh!” Jen cried out. She glanced at the clock. There was still time ticking! She had failed to impress Violet with her WSW acumen!

“Now…” Violet added with a fire in her eyes. “It’s time for a little payback!”

Jen perked up when she felt Violet’s firm fingers press up against her vulva!

“Oh! AHH!” Jen gasped. Now that she lost the challenge, she couldn't just let Violet have her way with her! She was supposed to be the veteran! She kicked out of the pin and pounced on her budding rival.

“No!” Violet gasped with a laugh as she squirmed out of Jen’s grasp. Jen’s hands clutched each of Violet’s breasts as she blanketed her body over the dark haired cheerleader to suck on one of them. Violet easily pushed her off but she could feel her nipples become stiff. She caught Jen trying to scamper away and pulled her back in range by the legs. With her arms in use, she could only reach out with her tongue to attack Jen’s pussy.

“Ahhhhahha!” Jen cried, getting ticklish as well as aroused. She wriggled free and tried to get back at Vi.

The two naked wrestlers giggled and rolled around the mat like a couple of squirrels chasing each other. Their hands groped and grabbed, rubbed and squeezed. Just as things started to heat up, there was beeping from the timer.

They sat on the mat, panting and staring at each other with dopey grins.

“I guess that means you like submission wrestling?” Jen asked.

“I guess so!” Violet smiled.

“So…” Jen started to wonder out loud. “Would you want to do a real match?”