Jen tries to show off her wrestling skills

“Here we go…” Sonya said with excitement. She started the clock and turned around, ready to battle. As if flipping a switch, the statuesque blonde had her game face on.

Jen balked. The fierce, competitive look of intensity gave the petite wrestler pause. Sonya saw her opponent retract, shaken by the glare, and used the moment to charge in. Backpedalling even more, Jen was quickly overcome by the taller wrestler. Sonya’s long arms swept Jen’s legs out from under her and the leggy blonde had the mount position, pinning Jen’s petite frame to the floor.

Jen gasped as she stared at the ceiling with her opponent hovering overhead. Sonya smiled down at Jen, confidence brimming now that she had the upper hand. She didn’t press on, however, and Jen managed to twist around to face the floor. Instinctively, Sonya tried to roll her over again, but Jen used the momentum to roll back over, face down. They kept at this until Jennifer rolled all the way out of bounds. Sonya stood up and returned to the center of the ring, waving Jen to join her.

Jen breathed a sigh of relief, managing to escape for now. She worried that it was going to end up the same way pretty quickly though. Sonya was taller and had better reach. She needed to find a way in without getting caught.

“You ready?” Sonya smiled, still game for a friendly bout.

Jen slowly got to her feet and dusted herself off, then nodded. She returned to the center, warily eyeing her opponent. This time, she was ready for Sonya’s game face and didn’t flinch when the larger grappler came at her.

When Sonya came in, Jen went low and avoided the grab. She whipped around and wrapped her arms around Sonya’s waist, gripping tight as she tried to lift and toss her rival to the ground.

Sonya’s feet remained planted on the floor. Jen lacked the size and strength to pull off the maneuver. She felt a sudden surge of dread as Sonya twisted and wrapped her arm around the strawberry blonde’s head and flipped her over her hip for another takedown.

Sonya leaned in to apply body pressure to Jen’s trapped head. Jen flailed around, trying to escape. Sonyas pressed in more, flattening Jen’s shoulders onto the mat. If this were an amateur match, she’d be scoring points, but as an WSW match, she was still scoreless. Jennifer didn’t want to let the fellow rookie in on that fact just yet, so she spent the time trying to figure a way out of the hold.

With Sonya laid out over her chest, Jen realized that she could roll to her side and move Sonya with her. She did that while hooking her arm under Sonya’s free arm and caught her in a pin of her own!

Knowing that this wasn’t going to score points either, Jen tried to grab Sonya by the waist so she could hold her down to start stripping. Sonya wriggled out of her grip though and slipped free. The tall blond sat up and moved to get to her feet, but Jen jumped her, pinning her arms down with her knees. Her crotch was within a breath of Sonya’s face and she felt a shiver of excitement. She could feel Sonya’s body underneath her, breathing, blood pumping, muscles writhing. She could feel her own body reacting to the sensations, endorphins kicking in, senses heightened.

Suddenly, Jen felt herself being pulled back. She was slammed onto the mat again by Sonya’s long legs!

Sonya held her there for a second, then realized that she needed to be controlling Jen sexually to gain points. She stared at Jen’s crotch, which was right up to her face again, and blushed. She reached over to touch it, but Jen broke free, rolling to the far side of the ring.

“Just when it was getting good,” Sonya pouted.

Jen blushed. “Sorry, I didn’t want to come off as easy…” she explained.

“Did you mean easy as in sex or wrestling?” Sonya smirked. Jen turned a deeper shade of red. “That’s alright,” Sonya said, getting back to her feet. “I enjoy a challenge! It’ll make winning all the more satisfying!”

“I told you I’m not easy…” Jennifer replied, nervously. “Don’t go thinking your win is guaranteed!”

Sonya smirked and moved in again. Jen skirted around, staying on the edge of the ring and out of reach. Despite her taunts, she could tell that Sonya was the superior wrestler. She had all these moves planned out in her head to try on Sonya, but never even got close to an opportunity to try. It was frustrating and demoralizing.

If this pace kept up, she was going to be on her back again and this time Sonya would remember to score points. She was bound to lose if she didn’t do something different. She decided to go on the offensive. She waited for Sonya to make another move toward her. When she saw the lunge, Jen jumped!

The diminutive grappler dove over Sonya’s back, grabbing her hips in an attempt to roll her up, but Sonya was too big and had her arms and legs spread to widen her base. She wasn’t going anywhere. Jennifer struggled to twist Sonya around, but the larger competitor simply rolled over and had Jen on her back again.

Jennifer had to improvise. She wrapped her legs around the other girl and held tight as she worked to loosen the strings of her opponent’s bikini bottoms. Sonya didn’t realize it until it was too late. By the time she broke away, Jennifer was holding up her bottoms victoriously.

“I can’t wait to have you as my prize…” Jen taunted, feeling her cheeks start to burn. She wanted to apologize right away for being so forward, but this was part of the gamesmanship. She had to put on a strong front or Sonya would build up her confidence again and steamroll her. “I bet you’ll look extra sexy with… something inside you…” Jen wanted to cover her face in embarrassment after uttering such an awkward line. Fortunately, Sonya either didn’t feel that it was a bad line, or was too distracted to care.

The tall blonde tried to brush off her nudity, but it was obvious that she wasn’t comfortable being so exposed. She fixed her top, reassuring herself that it was still on and tried to focus on the match. Jen focused as well, highly aware that her opponent would be gunning for her clothes now too. The question was whether or not she should go for Sonya’s top or try for pussy control. She glanced at the timer. There was a minute and a half left to go in their match.