Jell-O Wrestling Class: Aimi Kyoshida vs. Nico Marelli

Aimi, not wanting to miss the chance, ignored her wardrobe malfunction and tried to push him faced down in the jello. H-Hentai submissions are allowed right? She thought. If she could do that, then she would pull him into a one legged boston crab because she needed a free hand for what she was going to try.

Nico flailed and let out funny gurgling sounds as Aimi pressed his face into the jello.
While the boy was wriggling in embarassement, he had all the chances to turn around and lock the half-boston crab on him.
"G-Gasp...! H-Hey.. w-what are you...??", he turned around in embarassement, his face blushing under a mask of jello.

Will this make me a bad person? She thought. As she thought that reality kicked in. She was wrestling a young looking male in a jello pool with part of her chest exposed. "I think I crossed that line already." Aimi said, answering her own question. Using her free hand, she would try to pull down, or up from her perspective, the boy's tight swimming trunks. If she could get to down enough, she would try to pleasure him with her free hand giving him both a normal and sexual submission.

"G-Gasp...!". Nico squirmed but could not escape from Aimi's lovely trap, as she was both stretching and peasuring him in her teasing version of a half boston crab.

The boy's frame would shiver in her clutches while the slippery pool gave him no leverage for trying and escape, making his wrigglings only result into an extra enterteinement for the beautiful teacher, while she had the embarassed boy grow hard in his now even tighter shorts.

((Really sorry for the wait. I'm making a bad first impression. . .))
She could feel the boy wriggling around. It looked as though to be more effective than she thought. M-Maybe that would put him over the edge. She thought. She tugged on the boys shorts some more, hoping to reveal a little bit more of his body that his shorts covered. If she was successful, she would scoop some more jello, place it on his member and try to both hook his other leg and change the angle of the Boston Crab so that more pressure would be on his neck. She really was trying to bring his little friend closer to her mouth.

(Nah, it's really ok and you're doing good if you ask me ^_^)

"G-Gasp...mnnghh...". Poor Nico felt Aimi shift her position so that he was pressed face first a little more into the jello, enterteining her with more embarassed wrigglings as she was able to arch and pull the lower part of his body a little more, until his embarassing erection was at reach of her lips.

"Here goes nothing!" Aimi said to herself. She lightly kissed Nico's erection and licked some of the sweet, red jello off of it. He won't be able to get enough of this. "Nico, darling, let's add some cream to this jello. Your cream." She said before continuing to tease his manhood.

"G-Gasp.. blubbbb...". Nico gasped and swallowed a nice amount of jello while Aimi started to have her playful way with him.
With his member now throbbing with pulsating veins, his body shivered in helpless delight at her seductive licking and teasing, letting her know that the boy was all hers to play with.

Aimi thought to herself. I will win my first match. I will win my first match. She closed her eyes, opened her mouth and leaned over. She started to suck. She had never done it before but by the feeling in her mouth, she thought she was doing good. Up and down she went trying to appease the young looking male. So far it's been pretty easy. It's in the bag. She thought.

Locked in Aimi's exotic version of a half boston crab, with his arms flailing meekly on a slippery surface and his mind weakened from overwhelming pleasure, Nico was totally helpless in her hands.

His light slender body would spasm cutely as he had reached the edge and was ready to pop. And when it would happen, then all Aimi had to do was to place the exhausted, unresisting victim in any hold she liked to let him pass out and close the deal with round 1.