Lana gets her first win

“Mmm….” Lana said, pausing her movement. Jen wanted to thrust her hip out and get that last rub off to finish, but Lana pulled away, widening the distance. “I guess we’ll have to finish this later…” she said dismissively. She stood up, dropping Jen’s leg. Jen fought the urge to finger herself to completion. She was so horny, but didn’t want to be a rude guest.

“I got thirty four points!” Lana announced, resetting the timer on her clock. “How much did you get?”

“I…” Jen thought blankly. Her mind was elsewhere as she simply stared at the naked beauty that was just moments ago grinding its plump ripe fruit against her own. The lingering memory made her pussy ache some more. It was so fresh that she could reach down and coat her finger with their intermingled nectar. Realizing she needed to respond, Jen simply replied, “I don’t remember… I’m sorry…”

Lana put the timer down and turned to look at Jen, realizing that the petite blonde was still in a daze. She smiled warmly. “Oh, it’s alright. I can be a bit flaky too sometimes!” she said. “Let me think… I’m sure you got at least twenty…” Lana recalled. “Maybe more?”

“Sure… OK… ” Jen agreed, still not fully engaged in the conversation.

“Well, if it was only that much, then I win, right?” Lana asked.

“Yeah… that’s right…” Jen agreed.

Lana gasped! “That means you’re my **** for tonight?!” she asked hopefully.

“Ye…” Jennifer began before it fully dawned on her what she was agreeing to. “Wait. I… I must have had more than that…” she said, sitting up and rethinking the score again. She tried to replay the match in her head, counting off her points as she went along. The cat and mouse game she played, scoring points and then escaping, ran up her tally but she stopped when Lana rolled on top of her. That was the last time she earned points, but she couldn’t remember what her final score was. “I don’t remember!” she sighed.

“Well then, should we do a ‘round three’?” Lana grinned.

“No…!” Jen gasped. She couldn’t take another round with this confidently ravishing woman. Another round that she was bound to lose would only take more energy out of her. She had to call it. “I admit defeat! You win!” she conceded.

“Really? I win?!” Lana asked, grinning from ear to ear. Jen nodded. The homemaker raised her arms and screamed with joy, “AAAHHH!!!”

She ran up and picked up her defeated opponent for a big hug. Jennifer once again felt a stirring in her loins. Lana spun her around and squeezed, meshing their soft flesh together. Jen hugged back, partially to keep from slipping through from their oil coated bodies and flying off.

Lana gently placed her back down and held out her hand. “Come with me!”

Jen gave a look of surprise. “Uh… normally we do the prize round right after the match…” she explained.

“Yes, we will get to that, don’t you worry,” Lana promised. “But first, I want to get us ready!”

Curious, Jen took her hostess’ hand and followed the supermodel blonde out of the room. They left the gym and walked across the hall back to Lana’s condo apartment. Normally, Jen would have hesitated to come out still fully nude if it weren’t for the mistress’ assured confidence in leading her out.

They went through the living area and upstairs, into the bedroom. Jen took a quick glance around. The room was spacious and decorated with high end furniture, designer sheets on the bed and a high end display screen on the wall. It was modernist with lacquered wood dressers colored black with gold trim, abstract paintings and glimmering light fixtures that looked like crystal. The carpet was soft and warm under Jen’s bare feet. The far side had a sliding glass door that led to a balcony with patio furniture to relax on while taking in the view of the city. Jen noticed one dresser that held men’s dress shirts on a rack and other evidence of the husband living here with Lana.

Lana kept leading Jen through the bedroom, into the master bathroom. Here, the floor was marbled. To the side, coming in, were double sinks with two sets of toothbrushes and two gold framed mirrors. In the far corner was a grand bath and right up close was a large, open air shower that could fit a whole cheer squad.

They stopped in front of the shower and Lana turned to Jen to say, “Let’s get this oil off us so that we can have some proper fun!”

Jen simply nodded and followed Lana in. Lana turned on the shower which felt like warm rain coming directly overhead. There were nozzles coming out from all sides and Lana programmed the shower to give them some side and under spray to go with the overhead shower. Jen felt like she was being washed from all over. She stretched out her hands and spun around, letting the water splash onto her from different angles. She stopped when she felt Lana’s hand on her shoulder. She looked over and saw Lana with a handful of liquid soap. The busty blonde lathered that soap over her.

Jen helped rub the soap into her skin until it lathered up into a foam, then started to rub her soaped up body against Lana.

“Oooh… I like that!” Lana replied with a grin.

The ladies took turns rubbing each other down, first with their hands, then with their chests. Eventually, Jen worked up the courage to start licking Lana’s cleaned breasts. Lana leaned back against the wall and groaned.

“Oh, baby, I like that!” she encouraged the eager submissive.

Jen’s mouth was over Lana’s nipple while her hand went down Lana’s vulva. Lana arched her back and exhaled softly. Jen started rubbing her more vigorously. Lana braced herself against the wall, noting that her feet were now able to grip the floor, and shoved her pussy into Jen’s fingers. Jen took that as a signal to keep going, so knelt down in front of her mistress and shoved two digits inside, licking and sucking on Lana’s clit in the process.

“OH YES!” Lana cried out, drawing circles in the air with her hips. “Keep going! Keep going! Yes! Yes!”

Jen could feel Lana’s muscles tense and relax. She sensed an orgasm incoming and kept her pace, sucking and thrusting. Soon, Lana was bucking in the air and clutching onto the strawberry blonde by the back of the head, crying in ecstasy!

“Oh! Ohhhhh!” Lana moaned, grinding her pussy into Jen’s face.

Once the orgasm subsided, the tall blonde practically melted onto the floor, still clutching onto the petite wrestler. She needed a moment to recover before sitting up to look at Jen. She smiled.

“You are going to be so much fun!” Lana declared, pulling herself off the ground. Jen helped her up and they left the shower to towel off.

Jen patted Lana's voluptuous body dry, enjoying the benefits of being the affluent dilettante's submissive servant. Lana’s figure was so bountiful and soft, Jen wanted to use her as a body pillow..

Finally, they were dry and ready to go. Lana held out her hand once again and told Jen, “Follow me.”

Jen obediently took her lady’s hand and followed.