Jen flinches

The girls stared down one another, eyes darting to their arms and legs, ready to react to the slightest movement. Jen’s nerves were on edge and when she saw Sam’s shoulder twitch, she immediately lunged! Samantha, being the vet, saw her coming in and sidestepped. She dropped to the floor and got behind her opponent, then swung her arm between Jen’s legs and rolled her onto her back

Pinned to the floor, Jen stared up at her hips and legs, shocked. She was being held up in the air by Sam who then wrapped her arm around one of Jen’s legs to hold her steady. Firmly in her grasp, Sam ran her fingers along Jen’s pussy, tickling it teasingly so that Jen squirmed like a flopping fish..

“Yaaah!” Jennifer cried, helplessly, flailing around, trying to grasp at Sam’s head.

“Twenty five! Twenty six…” Sam panted, easily dodging each swipe.

Jen wasn’t done yet though. She snatched the hand off her pussy and yanked it towards her, causing her opponent to bend forward. This made Sam drop her hold and allowed Jen to pull back and wrap her legs around for an arm bar!

Sam was dragged to the floor and pinned onto her back. She curled her arm to keep Jen from fully extending it and locking her in.

“This isn’t going to get you points…” she wheezed as she tried to roll Jen over. Jen straightened her legs and leaned back, forcing Sam back down.

Jen was aware this wouldn’t win her the match, but she had another idea. She stuck her foot underneath her bed, essentially pinning Sam with one leg so that she could use the other leg to slide down to the raven haired wrestler’s neatly trimmed snatch.

“Ah! You cheater!” Samantha protested, trying to squirm away from Jen’s foot.

“You were the one who wanted to wrestle in my room!” Jen pointed out, wriggling her foot on Sam’s belly. She quickly reached out and caught Sam’s leg! She pulled it in so that her own foot could finally reach Sam’s pussy. “Twenty one!” she counted out triumphantly!

Sam struggled, pinned under the bed. She tried to slip her head under Jen’s leg, but it was like a metal beam over her neck. She tried to pull her arm free, but Jen was holding tight. She could feel Jen’s foot rubbing against her mound and shivered. She had to fight the urge to thrust her hips into it. Still, with Jen pulling on her leg, she was getting the leverage she needed to sink her toe into Sam! Sam gasped as she felt it wriggle inside her!

“Twenty six!” Jennifer called out, pulling ahead of Sam in points!

Samantha had to shake off the shock of having a foot in her pussy and then shake off the fact that she was now losing! She had to get creative to get out of her predicament! She had to think fast too, the match was about to end!

“Twenty eight! Thirty!”

She still had her free hand, which was partially stuck under the bed. She reached under the bed and found Jen’s foot. Hoping that Sam was ticklish, she twiddled her fingers over the sole of Jen’s foot. Jen trembled. It was working!

“Thirty t… No! No! Haha! Stop!” Jen giggled, losing her count.

Samantha pressed on. Jen’s grip had loosened enough that the more experienced wrestler was able to push her way out, holding onto her opponent’s foot with one arm and tickling with the other. Jennifer tried to back crawl away to get some space, but she ran up against her computer desk.

Sam dragged her back and dropped on top of her other leg. She still had Jen’s right leg in her arm as she slid her other hand down to her opponent’s pussy. Fingers in, Sam counted off.

“Twenty six!” she cried out, leaning Jen’s leg back to hold her steady as she pumped her fingers in and out. “Twenty eight!” Sam was thrusting her hips as if her fingers were her cock, pounding Jen’s pussy. Jen’s leg reached all the way back to her ear, showing how surprisingly flexible the strawberry blonde actually was!

Jennifer groaned, unable to fight off the more experienced wrestler. Every time she tried to shift herself away, Sam would lean in to hold her back down. It was getting harder and harder to fight back with the brunette’s dexterous fingers continuing to pound into her with shocks of pleasure. She bit her lower lip to keep from moaning. Her only hope was that the buzzer would go off before Sam surpassed her in points!

“Thirty! Thirty two!”

They were tied! Jen held her breath, begging for the buzzer to go off!

“Thirty four!”

*BZZZZZZt!*

Jennifer’s heart sank. She just lost! Samantha laid down next to her, panting heavily. Jen could hear her own heavy breathing. They rested on the ground, listening to their gaps for air for over a minute. Jen turned to Sam and she looked back. Not knowing what to say, Jen simply smiled at her training partner. Too out of breath, Sam smiled back and rubbed Jen’s thigh encouragingly.

After a couple of minutes, both girls were able to breathe normally again. Sam was the first to sit up. She rested against the computer table and looked down at Jen.

“Good match,” she said softly.

“Good match,” Jen replied, still laying on the ground.

“Hey, you know what?” Sam asked.

“What?”

“You’re no longer shy about being naked!” Sam smiled.

Jennifer looked at herself, buck naked in her room with another naked girl. She splayed her legs out over her bed and spread her arms wide and said, “I guess not!”

They both laughed and Jen pulled herself up to rest against her bed. It faced her computer where she saw the victor in the video match claim her prize. She wore a strap-on and was giving it to her former opponent. The loser looked lost in pleasure as her body rippled with each thrust.

“So…” Jen said, staring at the screen. Sam turned to see what was going on as well, sitting herself next to her training partner. “Looks like you won…” Jen continued. She hesitated for a second before asking, “Does that mean you’ll be claiming your prize?”