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A College Initiation | absurdangel | 6

 

She grins slightly, and slowly steps towards you. You're feeling pretty good, considering she's slightly smaller than you. can't seem to get her footing, cause she's slipping and sliding a bit, so you start towards her as well, making the playing field fair.

"I hope you're prepared to go down", she calls out, grinning.

There's a small chuckle from the crowd, and your eyebrow raises slightly.

"Oh really?" you respond, strutting a little.

nods, and in a flash, she's tucked her foot behind your knee, and has her hands on your back. With a slight laugh, she easily drops you to the floor. She obviously underestimated the footing she had, because ends up tumbling down over top of you, her bra inches away from your face, her hair hanging over her face, hiding the blush that is creeping up from her neck.

You can hear the judges speaking, and considering the bell hasn't rung yet, you make your attack against her. Instead of a wrestling move - which you assumed that was - you lift your head slightly and nip at 's bra.

She pulls away slightly, giving you the leverage you need to hoist yourself up and shoulder her gently in the stomach, using your body as a torpedo to push her over. She ends up underneath you, her hands caught behind her as an attempt to stop herself from landing on her back failed.

You grin, and then realize where your body is positioned - directly over hers. Your cock is between her legs, the rather large bulge in your pants pushing against her panties. must be able to feel it, because she's squirming slightly.

The bell still hasn't rung. This match isn't over.

takes the moment your attention has wavered to twist her hips, and flip you onto your side, and free her arms. She ends up, sitting over top of you, her hands on your chest, pushing your shoulders down.

"I was first place champion two years in a row in wrestling." She grins as she says it, letting it sink in. Or rather, letting the jello sludge about till it's over your shoulders and smooshing through your toes. looks towards the judges, and you struggle to see too.

No bell. No award. Game still on.

", you'd better get a move on, she's got you pinned. If you don't do something soon, she'll win." Chris is laughing slightly, noting your helpless look.

But since you both turned to look at the judges, 's balance is on your side. With a quick thrust of your hips - wishing it was into her - she lands on her side, the jello splashing into her hair and your face.

You are stricken by the thought to use your hands, and go to pin her, to find they're still bound behind your back. With a grumble, your mind searches for something else to use to pin her.

And, with a sly grin, you crawl towards her, and start to nibble her sides. shrieks and giggles, trying to get away from the feathery light touches you're applying to her stomach and sides. You're enjoying the feel of her skin under your lips, under your tongue, and the writhing her body is doing when the bell starts to ring.

tries to push you away, unsuccessfully, and you end up collapsing on top of her, the two of you covered in jello and sweat.

 

Who won?


          You win!

          wins!

 
 
 

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