From One Thing to Another

Charlene was surprised that she could take down Chiharu with that desperate attempt. Maybe the girl became over confident, or simply luring her into another trap. The blonde had no time to be confused, though. This was still a chance, and could be her last too. Still panting, the blonde crawled over her sparring partner in an attempt to straddle the girl's midsection. She could feel her own pantie getting a little dampened, although her shorts should cover it. Not to mention that Chiharu was still clothed too.

"I-I got you!" she claimed not so confidently before trying to pin Chiharu's arms against the mat.

Charleneâ€s burst of energy did indeed surprise Chiharu, and the Japanese woman sprawled down onto the mat with a yelp. In no time at all, her European sparring partner was on top of her, straddling her midsection, hesitantly proclaiming that she now had control.

Chiharu smiled. “Yes, you do have me…for now, Char-san! Donâ€t get too comfortable!” she retorted. She was on the bottom, sure, and straddled, but she had a plan to get out of this sticky situation. She could feel the warmth in Charleneâ€s panties, and she would take advantage of it, Slowly beginning to rock her body back and forth, up and down, trying to rub herself against Charleneâ€s crotch in order to turn her on.

Charlene managed to get on top of Chiharu and pinned the girl down, but she lacked any plan for the follow up. Should she slide forward for a schoolgirl pin? That would only bring her crotch closer to Chiharu's face! Or maybe she could try transforming this position into a scissors or something. Before she could decide, however, the blonde felt her sparring partner began to move under her. It wasn't really a squirming like a normal wrestler would do in this kind of position. Chiharu was actually... rubbing her midsection against her nether region!

"H-hey! S-stopp that...!" Charlene protested as she began to squirm uncomfortably, trying to focus her pin on Chiharu's arms instead as she lifted herself a bit to avoid the rubbing.

Given her weight and distracted state, though, it might give her sparring partner the opening she's looking.

Chiharu didnâ€t have a very wide range of movement so long as Charlene was straddling her, but she was able to very slowly move her body, up and down, left and right, enough so that the motion would stimulate the nether regions of her lovely blonde companion. Chiharu would just laugh as Charlene protested, continuing to move herself up, down, left, right, getting into a certain rhythm, trying to make the warmness in Charleneâ€s panties warmer.

The blonde quickly pinned Chiharuâ€s arms and lifted her body up to avoid any further rubbing against her private parts. But the extra space gave Chiharu something of an opening. She would bridge her body upwards, thrusting her hips and waist up into Charlene and planting her feet against the mat, trying to rise up high enough so that she might make Charlene fall over onto her side.

Chiharu was obviously having fun teasing her like this as she didn't stop at all, even forming a rhythm with her movement. Charlene had to lift herself a bit higher than necessary as she could feel her pantie became even more dampened by that brief rubbing. Unfortunately, it seemed that the blonde just fell into the trap set for her by Chiharu.

"Ah!" Charlene yelped as she felt the sudden thrust, her eyes widened as she realized she's already on her way tumbling to the side. "Ugh!"

It wasn't the hardest of fall, but since her starting position was rather high to start with, Charlene had to take her time in picking herself up onto her hands and knees. She wanted to crawl away from her sparring partner from the time being, but was there enough time?

Charlene, if she were able to filter out all of the distractions and simply focus on wrestling, would have easily been able to get at least two submissions from Chiharu by now. The two of them, when it came to technical proficiency and strength, were relatively evenly matched. But Chiharu had a major mental advantage. The Japanese beauty had no shame. And she was able to use that advantage to consistently get the better of Charlene, even when the European wrestler should have been in control.

“Youâ€re making it too easy, Char-san!” Chiharu said, as Charlene fell to the side, allowing the white-haired woman to get up onto her hands and knees. She would follow after Charlene, trying to grab the blonde wrestler by the leg to drag her back into the center of the mats. “Iâ€ve got you again…!”

Charlene couldn't really argue back with Chiharu, knowing that she had lost her focus way too easily on more than one occasions. Of course, her sparing partner was also to blame for that, but it seemed like she's the only one having trouble dealing with that kind of distractions. The blonde tried to crawl away to cool herself, but Chiharu was quicker than her, catching her leg again before dragging her back to the center of the mats.

"Ah no!" Charlene protested. "L-let go of mee...!"

Chiharu would keep a firm grasp on Charleneâ€s leg, reeling her in almost like she was a big fish which had just been caught. “No way, Char-san! Youâ€re mine! Come here!”

She would drag Charlene back into the center of the wrestling mats, pulling hard as the blonde tried to crawl away and escape from Chiharuâ€s nymphomaniacal clutches. “How long shall we keep going on like this,” Chiharu began, “before youâ€re ready to move on to…other things, hmm?” She grinned and would throw herself down on top of Charlene once again, pinning the girl to the mats. She would reach one hand down to stroke the girlâ€s face, while the other drifted towards Charleneâ€s crotch. “Even if you donâ€t want to admit it, I think your body definitely wants it…”

"I'm not anyone's... Ooff!" Charlene groaned as Chiharu threw herself on top of her body to pin her down again. "Waaa... I don't..." she tried to protest, only to squirm instead the moment her sparring partner began to caress her face.

Chiharu was getting bolder with her actions now, as her other hand trailed between the blonde's legs. She let out an audible gasp, her body arched slightly, pressing her front onto Chiharu's before flopping onto the mats again. Charlene tried to clamp her legs shut, as much as she could while she tried to push Chiharu off her again. Her efforts were getting even weaker as she's more concerned with her sparring partner's other hand.

"T-there's no way that is trueeee...!" she denied again.

Charlene was surprisingly staunch in her insistence that she was not becoming aroused by this and that she had no interest in any of the alternative, hentai-themed forms of entertainment that Chiharu was offering. The Japanese beautyâ€s hand was prevented from reaching the blondeâ€s pussy when the European girlâ€s legs clamped tightly together. Chiharuâ€s fingertips were caught by her sparring partnerâ€s legs, and she would wiggle those fingers slowly, trying to slip them further between the girlâ€s legs, trying to reach her womanhood.

“I think it is true, Char-san…your body wants to be mine,” Chiharu replied, as she would press herself down against Charlene, the full fronts of their bodies in hard, sustained contact as she tried to break down the barriers which the blonde wrestler was desperately throwing up as she tried to resist.