Seduced into Submission

Jen tried to fight it. She thought about a spa day and getting to do whatever she wanted to with Lana but, as idyllic as that notion was, the reality of her erogenous zones being triggered by the ravishing blonde’s salacious fingers was too much to ignore. Lana’s scent overwhelmed the young woman while the fervent tonguing of her elder kept her on edge. Even if she did try to push back, she feared that any movement she made would only cause her to cum.

Lana’s pussy grinded into her face as the buxom blonde continued to count her score. Jen was intimately exposed to Lana’s taste and smell, feeling a little high for inhaling the erotic odors. The other woman’s fingers penetrated her snatch between tonguings, blasting even more pleasure up and down her spine. Jen could sense the time running out for their match. At this point, she was too far behind to catch up, so she gave in to her lust and just embraced the moment. She was sixty-nineing with this rich and beautiful woman in a top end submission wrestling room about to cum hard in the busty blonde’s mouth!

“Nngh… Ungh… OH!!! Ohhhhh!!!” Jen cried out, holding off as much as she could in one last attempt at defiance before finally giving into the more experienced woman’s tender touches.

“Are you cumming, love? Did I make you do that?” Lana asked between gulps over Jen’s pussy.

“Uh huh…” Jen admitted, writhing in pleasure from the seductive blonde’s hands running over her oiled up body.

“Mm… baby, that makes me so happy that I made you cum so hard!” Lana replied, licking and rubbing her opponent. “Should we just end the match now and jump right into the play time?”

Jen didn’t think it would make much difference, after all, there was only… one minute and fifteen seconds left in the match?! Jen sat up with her eyes bulged at the timer. She felt like she was under Lana’s spell for ages, but it was less than a minute! It wasn’t over yet for her! She could still win and enjoy Lana in a fully pampered day spa!

“Oh no! I’m still in this!” Jen replied, feeling a bit of post climax clarity. She pushed Lana off of her. The curvaceous trophy wife slid off with ease, still covered head to toe in body oil.

“Ooh!” Lana giggled, turning around to pounce on her rival. “Then fight on!” she called out with excitement.

The two ladies wrestled, rolling over the mat and each other, trying to be the one on top. Lana was still proving to be adept at moving around when covered in slippery lube. She was able to slip out from under Jen several times despite the amateur wrestler’s best attempts at grounding her with her body weight.

Jen was proving to be just as slippery though, not letting Lana get a hold on her again by using the oil to squeeze herself out of the larger woman’s grasp. Despite her handicap with the body oil, she was still spry as a cat and able to move in and out long enough to score quick points. She would dart away, forcing Lana to chase, then turn around and feel up the married woman’s juicy peach or grope one of her ripe melons. Lana would twist away to break contact but could not capture her assailant.

The nimble student went in again, this time, mounting Lana’s back and wrapping her hands around so that she could grope both of the larger lady’s milk sacks at the same time. She hugged and squeezed, hooking her feet around Lana’s waist and feeling the hot blonde’s body pressed up against hers. Jen counted out again, but Lana rolled over, pinning her to the mat. Jen tried to slip away but the weight of the voluptuous woman held her in place. She tried sliding out on her left side and Lana leaned her weight to keep her trapped. She tried slipping out from the right side and Lana swiveled over, preventing the submission wrestler from getting out..

“Oh well, I guess I’ll have to score from here,” Jen shrugged, running her hands up and down Lana’s soft and supple body. From this position, Lana was unable to reach behind without risking letting Jen escape. Jen was content to use this spot to rack up the points or get free.

Lana swooned and moaned softly, “Mmm…” She then tried to turn around, but immediately felt Jen shift her weight in an attempt to get loose. This **** Lana back in place to keep Jen locked down. In response, Jen went back to working her over, touching her all over.

Lana wriggled her body, squirming from the invasive fingers roaming freely over her body. Jen knew that Lana needed a way out, but didn’t want to give up her position over Jen, so the petite pinned blonde started counting to add more pressure to the situation. If Lana waited too long, she would soon overtake her in points.

The homeowner didn’t attempt to break out from her gropes though. As Jen counted upwards, Lana embraced her touch, clutching Jennifer’s hands and squeezing them over her boobs. Jen was taken aback by the counter. She was thrown so much that she stopped counting. She also became hyper aware of the other woman’s ravishing body swaying over hers.

“Oh, Jen! Your touch just makes me burn hotter with desire!” Lana announced, grinding her hips as she pressed Jen’s hand into her pussy.

Jen could feel Lana’s plush tush grinding into her lap. It caused her breathing to become shallow as her libido reawakened from Lana’s salacious movements. Her vigilance eventually laxened, freeing Lana to spin around so that their bodies met. Belly to belly, breasts to breasts, Jen was still pinned!

As they faced one another, Jen couldn’t help but compare her petite mounds against the more developed peaks of the bodacious blonde. Lana looked down at Jen and Jen’s face went flush. She returned the stare, wondering if her host had noticed where she was just gazing. Now her breathing became ragged and her body felt like it was on fire.

Lana leaned in and kissed the petite strawberry blonde. Jen held her breath as they locked lips. The dominating blonde repositioned herself on top, to no contention from her opponent. Jen simply stared up as her leg was lifted and Lana slid her crotch up against it.

Jen gasped as she felt Lana’s pussy lips brush up against her own. Lana counted with each stroke but Jen was too distracted by the almost electric shock of their labias rubbing up against each other. She felt herself nearing the cusp of another orgasm as each stroke sent sharp jolts of pleasure up her spine. She gasped, barely taking a breath as even the slightest movement dared to push her over the edge. Once again, she was petrified with pleasure and Lana was racking up the points.

Just as Jennifer felt like she couldn’t take any more, Lana’s timer beeped to signal the end of the match.