Date: Wed, 09 Jan 2002 02:07:09 +0000 From: Bridget 69_2 Subject: Wrestling Tournament (1) Unfortunately my wrestling club couldn't afford to participate in the great international tournament, but a girl from the organising club had invited a girl friend and I to practise and sleep with the participants. I had asked a club friend - Pia - who is 18 years old - two years younger than me, if she wanted to go and she did. We arrived Friday and the tournament started at 18 hours. We sat down at one of the spectators' benches and watched the matches and couldn't help commenting a bit on the wrestlers. "Nice ass!", "Mmmm, good boobs!", stuff like that. I licked my lips. Had to admit I like watching wrestling almost as much as doing it. The strain, the gasps and the sweat - particularly the latter - as two half-naked girls are trying to lay each other down on a soft mattress makes me tingle. And I knew that Pia felt the same way, as we had often brought one another to orgasm from the very first time we wrestled at the club, and later also during our passionate nude bed-wrestles. So within long we just sat there, quietly watching, both indulging in sweet, erotic thoughts, as one sexy girl was trying to get another girl down on her back and mount her and lay flat on top of her, usually with their pussies bumping together as one tried to pin the other to the mat. The eager grunts and moans and hard breathing as the bottom girl bridged lithely, arching her groin up against the other's made me think of various hot actions in a bedroom. I placed a hand on Pia's thigh, and turning her head slightly, we exchanged a knowing smile before she returned her keen stare to the mat, watching the glistening interlocked bodies, her eyes bright and her tongue licking slowly between her pink lips. She was - like me - thoroughly aroused by the sight. With my heart beating fast and a warm feeling in the pit of my belly, I concentrated on the sweaty, squirming girls, feeling Pia grip my hand excitedly. Suddenly Pia slid up on my lap with a leg on each side of mine and her back against my front. Flinging my arms around her waist, I rested my chin on her right shoulder while we drank in the writhing girls on the mat. After some minutes, two young wrestlers ended up in a stalemate position, the bottom one half bridging with the other's thigh between her own. Pia adjusted her posture slightly on my lap causing her tail bone and lower pussy to press down on top of mine, and began a slow back and forth rocking motion. As the girls continued to squirm tightly together on the mat, their eyes shone in a beautiful mixture of strain and reluctant but growing lust. Many of the younger girls radiate so much sens- and sexuality that it's hard to keep concentration on the wrestling. And these two were just that kind. Watching them lie there cheek to cheek or chin to chin, slowly writhing in each other's arms as if trying to rub as much naked skin as possible against each other, clasping one another breast to breast, stiff nipples flicking together, sweat-glistening thighs locked to the top, their pubic regions hard against each other, I could feel myself growing wet, and Pia's movements upon my crotch and her back rubbing my breasts weren't making things easier. I bit Pia's earlobe gently, softly whispering: "You better sit still!". Without stopping her movements, she turned her head slightly with a teasingly triumphant smile playing around her lips. "Why? Getting wet? Thinking of what happened when I had you like that?". I nodded vaguely with a moaning "Mmmmm!". Pictures from recent past flashed involuntarily through my mind. Pictures of Pia and I - practising static wrestling holds naked on her bed - hot pictures! Only three days back, she had held me as the wrestlers were holding each other, passionately, kissing me deeply, rubbing her stiff-nippled breasts against mine, with her sweaty, muscled thigh jammed against my gleaming pussy, slowly and sensually flexing her muscles, making them wriggle and writhe against the bulge of my crotch, pinning my shoulders firmly to the sheet, until I had gasped out my orgasmic submission. Surreptitiously I looked around. I knew Pia was wearing nothing under her sweat-shirt and nobody seemed to notice us, so slowly I slid my hands under the hem, letting my hands roam across her flat stomach, circling, moving upwards to her breasts. A soft moan of delight escaped her lips as I cupped them and gently rubbed my thumbs over two iron-hard nipples. Her back arched slightly as she pressed her pussy more firmly against mine. Rocking my hips a little, I bit her neck softly and whispered. "You had a good fall on me, but do YOU remember what happened afterwards?". Pia's breathing was getting faster and her hips were rocking more distinctly. "Mmmm! I came atop your bridge! Wow! I'm getting hot! Look! She's humping her!". It certainly looked that way. Not much had changed on the mat, except that the bottom girl was lifting her hips as she tried to bridge, and the upper girl was thrusting her thigh downwards to counter it. To us - in our excited condition - it looked precisely as if they were plainly fucking, as in a way Pia and I were while watching them. The intensity of the situation ended suddenly as the referee slapped the mat for a pin, but I felt certain that if it had been a training session and not a public match, the ending would have been somewhat more conclusive. Without letting go of Pia's breasts, I leaned backwards, relaxing a little. At that moment I sensed a vague movement beside me and turned my head, and - bang! - right next to me she stood! It was as if time stopped while I took in the sight before me. Long dark-brown hair tied in a ponytail, the most beautiful, almond-shaped eyes teasingly holding my gaze and two pretty lips in sort of a very slight Mona Lisa-like smile. "SENSUALITY" could have been written across her sweat-shirt, but instead I noticed the word "Czech" straining over the swell of her bust. Her gaze descended to where my right arm disappeared under Pia's shirt, just above her slightly undulating hip, and I felt my cheeks blush as I realised that she knew that I was feeling up Pia under her shirt, knew what Pia's moving hips meant. I wondered for how long she had been standing there. Pia and I had been so engrossed in the wrestling and each other that we hadn't noticed. Again she looked me in the eyes - and smiled a small, shy-like, sexy smile before she walked on towards the mat, sensually wiggling her tight butt in the process. Wow! She was to wrestle in the next match! Later I learned that the Czech's name was Martina and that her opponent was Audrey - a French girl, just as pretty and sensual-looking as Martina, both at the age of 16. They shook hands and looked each other up and down - appreciating, the ref blew his whistle and the match was on. Both girls bend in the hips, swaying their backs and reached for each other, circling. I couldn't avoid noticing their occasional glances down the cleavage between the other's breasts - partly revealed by their bent stances, and the almost wistful looks at each other's lips, when they went forehead to forehead, each with a hand around the other's neck, as if they were about to kiss. In a wrestling sense not much was happening, but in a more intimate sense - a lot was, and Pia was just as aware as I was. The undulation of her hips grew more urgent and impatient by the second, and I had to calm her down a bit. "Easy now! I don't wanna come yet!". She sensed that my fondling of her breasts had ceased, and although whispering "But I do!", she reluctantly slowed down. Martina was getting a warning for passivity and was ordered down on all four. There was a beautiful moment as the French girl kneeled behind her, sliding her left thigh under Martina's butt, and Martina bumping back her pussy on Audrey's thigh. Trying to get a cradle, Audrey slid her left hand between Martina's thighs and tried to get her right arm around Martina's thigh, but Martina laid down flat on her stomach. After some twisting round, Audrey was lying on Martina's back, and the look on her face as Martina was pushing up her butt against Audrey's crotch clearly showed that she liked it - to say the least! Pia was once more carried away too much, and I had to hold her still - which wasn't giving our arousal much rest as we were usually making each other come while having tight wrestling holds on each other. The ref ordered both girls in a standing position, and the circling around with hot eye contact continued, sometimes forehead to forehead, sometimes cheek to cheek. Again Martina was ordered down on all four, and the bumping against Audrey's thigh was repeated. But this time - when the whistle sounded - Martina stretched her arms in front of her, swayed her back strongly and pressed her breasts and chin against the mat, her tight butt sticking up provocatively. Audrey looked at her bent body - and I swear - with melting eyes, trying different holds, rubbing her breasts on the Czech girl's butt, pressing her cheek against her back, sliding both arms around her. It looked beautifully! And thus ended first period with a score of 0-0. The one minute break also gave Pia and I a little rest, and it became most needed as we knew that the girls would be ordered in the mandatory clinch at the start of the second period as neither had scored points. A dice gave initiation of the hold to Martina, and as Audrey spread out her arms in a sexy 'come-and-get-me' attitude, Martina slid her left arm under Audrey's right, and her right outside Audrey's left. Both crouched deeply and began to tighten their holds cheek to cheek. The ref wasn't content though! Breaking the action he indicated to Martina by putting a hand on his breast that he wanted the girls breast to breast and not shoulder to shoulder. I could have kissed him right there! The girls looked at each other - smiling, a bit shy - Martina looked at Audrey's breasts, licking her lips, before slowly pressing her chest against the French girl's. As they stood there, slightly rubbing, perfecting their holds on each other, cheek to cheek, nipple to nipple, backs swayed, butts sticking out, Pia turned her head slightly. "This is GOOD!", she sighed, as I slowly kneaded her breasts, "and DOES she LIKE it!". She was referring to Martina. Her face gave her away totally, radiating pure joy at the feeling of Audrey's breasts firmly rubbing against hers. As the whistle sounded, Martina put her left foot in front of her right, starting to pivot, and Audrey - obviously thinking that Martina was going to pull her over, strained backwards. In a split second Martina changed tactic, pressing forward instead, ending on top of Audrey on the mat. Both Pia and I gasped at this beautiful wrestling move neither of us had seen before, and awaited with bated breath for the inevitable pin. But the French girl didn't intend to get pinned. She was straining her neck backwards, arching her torso, keeping a few centimetres of air between her shoulders and the mat. The Czech girl lay half on top of her, still keeping her tight hold around Audrey's torso, with her left leg across Audrey's hips, resting on her right hip, her parted lips pressing against Audrey's neck, her breasts clenching the French girl's left, protruding mound. Neither Pia nor I could sit still anymore, and our hips moved of their own accord. This was getting way too good! Especially as I noticed that Audrey had her left hip bone pressed tightly against Martina's crotch. The sight of the two wrestlers lying on the mat with combined wrestling holds and erotic holds on each other was out of this world and could only have been more exciting in one way. And suddenly it became just that! The French girl bridged! Releasing her suplex hold, she bent her arms over her head and started to raise her hips, bridging on the back of her head, lifting Martina clean off the mat. Two deep sighs were heard. One from Audrey caused by the strain, and one from Martina - maybe caused by her crotch now riding totally on Audrey's raised hip bone. Martina adjusted her position slightly, sliding a bit further up the bridging girl's body, clinging to her, her parted lips pressing against Audrey just below her ear. This is one of most girls' most erogenous spots so I quickly did the same to Pia, and as Audrey's eyes closed and her lips parted in a deep moan, still keeping her bridge beneath the Czech girl, I felt Pia stiffen in my arms. She quickly reached behind her with both arms, groping for my waist, sliding her hands beneath the waist band of my sweat-trousers and gripped my naked hips. She jerked once and her second jerk made me jerk which again made her jerk. We were coming, both reacting to the other, again and again, while drinking in the arousing sight of the French girl wrestler lithely bridging beneath the Czech, and keeping her bridge despite the upper girl's sensual squirming. We were still coming when Audrey's bridge was slowly pressed down, and while Pia and I gradually ended our mutual orgasms, she was just lying there in a supple half bridge until the ref's whistle signalled time out. This erotic drama had lasted for almost 2 minutes with Martina winning on points, and Audrey avoiding a pin due to her strong bridge. (to be continued) As English is not my first language, please bear with the spelling! :-) Any comments are welcomed!