Violet wants to play

“Alright, you’re on!” Violet said.

Jen’s heart fluttered. She couldn’t believe she was actually going to get what she was after! A proper WSW match against the gorgeous Violet… As much as she’d imagined this scenario, she never expected it to come about so easily.

“Just so we’re clear… this will be a full match… including a prize round. The winner does whatever she wants with the loser…” she told the newbie. She didn’t really expect things to go this far, but now it was quickly becoming a reality. She had to make sure this wasn’t some trick.

“Yeah, I know!” Violet agreed. Jen’s heart skipped a beat. “But that’s not going to matter because I’m going to win,” she added with confidence.

“Are you now?” Jen smirked. “I won’t go easy on you and I’m not going to let you back away just because you lost, you know…”

“I told you, I’m not going to lose! I’m not into girls, remember?” Vi reiterated. “And I can tell you’re SOOO into me!” She added in a musical tone.

Jennifer felt her cheeks flush bright red. She already had a feeling that Vi could sense her crushing on the high school grad, but she was happy to pretend that it was just in her head. Now that the smoking hot former cheerleader had called her out about it, she had the sudden urge to run away and hide. She might have too, if she didn’t feel the responsibility of teaching her young pupil about WSW.

Jen took a moment to collect herself after reeling from Violet’s statement. She couldn’t be a respected teacher if her student knew she had the hots for her. If she lost, she would be totally diminished in the eyes of her promising protege. She needed to regain face by beating her. She had to win this match or she would be forever shamed as the perverted geek who tried to creep on a former high schooler.

“Alright! You’re going down!” Jen replied with all seriousness. She needed to teach the young lady a lesson in respecting her elders. “No more playtime! I will be wrestling to win!”

“The only thing you’ll be winning is a fresh spanking!” Violet smiled, “I’m going to string you up and play you like a fiddle!”

She was unjustifiably overconfident in Jen’s eyes. How could she be so sure of herself when she had never won a WSW match before? The very fact that she showed no fear of consequences made Jen feel like she wasn’t looking at the experienced wrestler as a realistic threat. She felt hurt and insulted, but above all else, wanted to prove Violet wrong.

“The most points in two minutes wins!” Jen announced. She went over and set the timer, then put her string bikini back on.

Violet watched this with a raised eyebrow. “I’m surprised! I thought you would have wanted to roll around naked with me!” she noted.

“This will be your first actual WSW match, so I want you to experience it the way it’s supposed to be,” Jen explained.

“Alright,” Vi nodded, picking up her own ring gear and putting it back on.

Jen was sure that Violet was going to make some off hand remark about her being a stickler for the rules or something, but she appeared to be respecting the WSW practice.

Violet stood at the center of the ring which wasn’t far from the outside of the ring where Jen was setting the timer. It really did feel small in Jen’s kitchen area even though the ring space was regulation size. She was only a few steps away from reaching Vi and vice versa. Things were going to move quickly in this space.

“Ready?” Jen asked Violet.

Violet nodded. “Are you ready?”

Jen nodded back and Violet added, “... to LOSE?”

Jen twerked her eyebrow. She was getting annoyed by Violet’s overblown bravado. She would really have to bring her down a notch.

The ring vet started the timer and entered the ring. She moved right in and went for a leg takedown. Violet was not ready for the petite blonde’s sudden aggression. She fell to the mat and was quickly stripped of her bottoms. Jen fingers plunged into the barely legal’s pink snatch to score the vet even more points.

“Seven… Nine…”

Violet twisted around to get away, but that allowed Jen to pull the string off her top and strip that off as well. Jen mounted Violet’s back and reached around the cup the young lady’s plush bosom.

“Sixteen… seventeen..”

“Mmm…”

“Eighteen?”

“Ahh…”

“Nine… teen?”

“Ooooh…”

Jennifer slowed down.

“Don’t stop…” Violet uttered in a husky voice.

“I… uh… ” Jen stammered, suddenly feeling self-conscious about groping the **** young woman beneath her. She wasn’t even resisting anymore!

Violet turned around to face her and said, “Jennifer, I can’t lie about it anymore! You’ve got me curious about being with women! Ever since you’ve told me about Submission Wrestling, I couldn’t stop picturing you taking my body and ravishing it! You’ve got me all hot and horny, take me now!”

“I… but… we’re in the middle of a match.. I can’t just…” Jen argued, more with herself than with her opponent.

“Then I’ll take you! I have to have you! Feel your hot skin pressed against mine!” Violet moaned, sitting up to brush her lips along Jen’s neck and cheek. Jen froze when Violet’s lips touched her own. She was a complete blank on what to do. Violet took the initiative, kissing her way back down Jen’s neck. As she did so, she dragged Jen’s bikini off her shoulders and freed her tits so that she could suck on them.

Jennifer felt the blood rush to her head as the smokeshow of an eighteen year old was sucking and groping her petite breasts. She hardly noticed her bottoms slip off but tingled with anticipation as Violet kissed and licked her way down the petite blonde’s belly and onto her pussy.

“Ahhh!” Jen gasped, feeling Violet’s warm lips spread over hers.

“Mmmgh…” Violet moaned back.

Jen laid back on the mat and arched her back. The feeling of her crush sucking her pussy was sending her spasms of pleasure.

“Mwmphy…Mwmphy mmm….” Violet murmured.

Jen paused and listened closer.

“Mwmphy mrr… Mwmmphy..” Jen pried Violet’s face from her cunt. “Six!” Violet gasped.

Violet had been playing her! The dark brunette gave her a look as if she had been caught with her hand in the cookie jar while, at the same time, discretely attempted to get her hand in Jen’s cookie jar.