From One Thing to Another

"Ah!"

Charlene's attempt to unlock the scissors on her waists just barely made a result when she was pulled into the headlock by Chiharu. The blonde squirmed and reached for the arms of the girl's to work for her freedom again, although the consecutive holds had weakened her effort quite a bit. This seemed like the norm for her, inside or outside the ring. Once she was put on the defensive, she rarely had a chance to turn it around.

That had to change, and Charlene did have a plan. She threw herself forward onto Chiharu, hoping to push the girl onto the mat again and land on top of her to knock some air of her chest. It might place her head dangerously close to Chiharu's breasts or even between them, but if she could work out the hold and pull herself away as quick as possible, that might not be a problem.

Chiharu managed to catch Charlene in a headlock before the blonde woman could unlock Chiharuâ€s legs from around her waist. Now, Charleneâ€s hands reached for Chiharuâ€s arms, trying to free herself from the headlock. That would probably be an easier task to accomplish than her attempt at getting out of the scissor hold. Chiharu would hang on tight, though, thinking that she might be able to convince Charlene to stop struggling and move on to some of the more intimate holds.

Charlene was a little more feisty than Chiharu might have guessed, however. She threw herself forward, slamming down on top of Chiharu and forcing the air out of the Japanese wrestler. “Ooof!”

Chiharuâ€s arms would fall down to her sides, away from Charleneâ€s head, and her legs would slowly slip away from the other womanâ€s waist. She smiled up at Charlene, panting and wondering what the blonde would try to do to follow it up.

Charlene panted a bit after she managed to free herself, slightly blushing from the closeness between her and Chiharu. She shook off any possible distracting thought, however, reminding herself that this much was normal in wrestling. The blonde pulled away and grabbed Chiharu's legs, before she would attempt to turn the girl around. Charlene's plan was to sit on the back of Chiharu and applied a single leg Boston Crab.

She would only apply enough force to hold Chiharu and stretch her a bit instead of really hurting the girl, though. After all this wasn't a real match and Charlene never liked the idea of hurting her opponent too much even if she was subjected to such treatment a couple of times already.

Charlene, though she seemed rather timid, was obviously quite technically proficient. Very quickly, before Chiharu even had a chance to catch her breath, Charlene had disentangled herself from the weak remnants of Charleneâ€s holds and gotten to her feet. Chiharu felt her legs grabbed, and was then turned over onto her belly, allowing Charlene the opportunity to sit down on her back and stretch one of her legs backwards in a painful single-legged Boston Crab.

Of course, the two of them were only playing, practicing, trading holds, and so Charlene did not stretch out Chiharuâ€s leg quite as far as she might have. The Japanese beauty appreciated that. “Rrrrr…youâ€re pretty good, you know that, Char-san?” she complimented, before beginning to claw at the mats with both hands, attempting to pull herself forward, hoping that maybe she could get out from underneath Charlene somehow.

"Y-you think so?" Charlene was surprised by the compliment, thinking that she did nothing special.

Unfortunately that made her focus slipped, and her grips on Chiharu's legs loosened a bit, allowing the girl to get away from her hold. The blonde realized it too late to catch Chiharu again, and she felt like an amateur for letting herself get distracted by silly thing like that. Well, technically she wasn't on the pro level yet, but still.

"Uuu... that won't happen again!" Charlene pouted before she threw herself forward, hoping to splash her front onto Chiharu's back to keep the girl grounded.

“I do think so,” Chiharu agreed. If Charlene was a little more confident, a little more focused, she could be quite the formidable foe in the ring. As it was, though, she was too easily distracted by even simple compliments like this one, and Chiharu managed to slip out of the loosely-held Boston Crab before Charlene could really get a grip on her.

Chiharu got up onto her knees, only to be knocked back down onto her stomach as Charlene splashed onto her back. “Goough!” Chiharu grunted as she hit the mats hard, her breasts compressing beneath her as she fell. In this position, Chiharu couldnâ€t really try to counter anything Charlene did, but she would push her lower body up, thrusting her rear end against the blondeâ€s groin and pressing against it a little—a subtle, yet hopefully effective, tactic.

It was reckless, but Charlene somehow managed to catch Chiharu with her splash. The blonde lifted herself up a bit as she didn't really want to crush the other girl even if she's just a lightweight. Her plan was to try slipping her arms under Chiharu and pulled the girl onto her knees while trapping her in a nelson lock. Before she could do that, however, the blonde felt a pressure between her legs that made her paused all movements abruptly.

"Ee...!" Charlene yelped, although she felt that little accident was probably resulted from Chiharu trying to get up.

She would try to execute her plan again, but that little delay might give Chiharu the time she needed to get away or something. After all Charlene did try to shift herself backwards a bit to avoid further contact with Chiharu's rear.

Chiharu pushed her butt up against Charlene, taking advantage of the fact that the blonde was not pushing her down very hard and was giving her plenty of wiggle room. The Japanese womanâ€s tush slotted nicely up against her training partnerâ€s crotch. The two pressed together snugly and warmly. The contact didnâ€t last very long, and it could almost be passed off as a small accident. It wasnâ€t, but it could be imagined to be.

Charlene slid further back so that Chiharuâ€s butt was not pressing against her crotch. When she did, and before she could try to put Chiharu into any sort of hold, the white-haired nymphomaniac would try to get her hands under her and push up into a bridge, then roll herself over so that she was no longer underneath Charlene. She wouldnâ€t exactly be in a dominant position, but she would not be in a disadvantageous one.

Chiharu managed to escape before Charlene could catch her after that little accident, and the blonde could only pout in disappointment. She's making progress in some part, but still getting distracted pretty easy. How did everyone else manage to deal with close contact to their sexual parts anyways? Staying on her knees, Charlene would make her way towards Chiharu to engage her sparring partner again.

The blonde had a careful approach, perhaps too careful. Her plan was to catch an arm of Chiharu and pulled the girl towards her, so she could try applying a side headlock. If the other girl acted faster, though, Charlene might be caught off guard as she was a little too focused to avoid another accident.

Chiharu flopped off of Charlene onto the mats, and both women would take their time in getting back up onto their knees and preparing for another lockup. Chiharu watched Charlene, letting the blonde take the lead again as they would move towards each other to lock up. Chiharu saw how her guest moved slowly, purposefully, being cautious as she made each move. It was time for Chiharu to take the lead and take advantage of her guestâ€s cautiousness.

She would reach forward, soon finding her arm captured and yanked by Charlene. Chiharu would let herself be pulled a little closer, but then, before the side headlock could be applied, Chiharu would grab onto the blondeâ€s arm with both of her hands and pull hard, trying to spin Charlene around and toss her down face-first onto the mats.