Suzanna vs Irene: Smother Match on a bed

Oh, wow! Irene had known that playing horsey with Suzanna might get the girl flustered, but she hadn't expected it to wear her out so magnificently! Before she knew it, Irene had Suzanna back down on the bed, letting out the cutest noises as Irene finished slapping her rear, only to switch tactics again.

Lowering herself down, Irene lied on top of Suzanna, using the girl like a big, curvy pillow. Down at her lower half, Suzanna would feel the bed shifting a little as Irene pushed her thighs underneath Suzanna's own and then hooked both of her feet around the undersides of Suzanna's knees, then started stretching her own legs to force Suzanna to spread hers in a variant of the grapevine pin, one executed with her foe lying face down. Once she had Suzie nice and trapped, she just laced her slender fingers together and cupped her hands around Suzanna's nose and mouth, aiming for another hand smother. Since Suzanna's arms were still free, there was no way she'd be able to keep her trapped like this long enough to knock her out. A hand smother would leave fans disappointed anyway, but she still wanted to make it hard for Suzie to recover her breath, to soften her up as much as she could.

“You seem tired, Suzie, don't you want to take a nap? The bed is soooo comfy,” Irene whispered into her ears, gyrating on top of her to rub her breasts all over Suzanna's back while she worked the girl over.

Suzanna let out a loud "Nyeigh!" Once she felt the extra weight on her lower half. She began to try to wiggle free, to no avail, her now red butt jiggling with the wiggles. "You aren't gon-nnmmmmmph" The girl couldn't finish off her sentence, for two slender and beautiful hands began to cover her face. Suzanna blushed immensly, this scientist girl was literally making a toy out of her, showing complete dominance, and ofcourse the boob rubbing into the back doesn't help.
Her arms began to flail, trying to get up to the small scientist's beautiful body in any way, and hopefully yank her off. Maybe she could try for the sides and begin to tickle her.

Irene had to admit, she was really growing to love this match type, and this girl she was wrestling with. She was carefree and sweet, and she didn't have a giant ego like most of the joyless women who made up the AFW. Getting to spar with a cute girl on a bed might not be the most dignifying setup for a match, but it was a great break from the stress of more serious matches. There was no question about it, she was doing another one of these sometime.

Irene kept up her sensual assault on Suzanna's face, keeping her mouth and nose tightly blocked with her hands and even tickling her chin with her pinky fingers while she did, just for an extra touch of fun and humiliation. Speaking of tickling, however, Irene was severely ticklish, and as Suzanna's arms came up to start caressing her unprotected sides, Irene's heart started racing fast.

“Hey, no, don't you...stoooop!” Irene yelped as Suzann's fingers caressed her sides, causing her to lose focus as Irene was now focused solely on wiggling her torso from side to side, trying in vein to shake Suzanna's mischievous hands off. “Hahahahahaaa!” she hollered as her hands suddenly left her captured foe's mouth to grab Suzanna's hands and pry them off of her. She stopped working her grapevine hold, leaving Suzanna's legs mostly free to move. While Irene struggled to regain her composure, Suzanna was left with an opportunity to wiggle herself free or even buck Irene off of her.

Suzanna was feeling utterly humiliated, turned on, but humilated. She was in for a wonderful time, win or lose, in any smother hold, this girl seemed to make it interesting.
Then she finally made contact with the soft, sexy sides of this girl, and unleashed a full scale tickle assault. She let her fingers all over her, up and down, and gasped for air a bit after her hands slipped away, and felt freedom of her legs too. "Now you're mine!" Suzanna would yell, beginning to try to buck Irene off her, and IF she got the small scientist away, would try to instantly pounce on her, hopefully spinning her so she'd straddle her waist, face up.

It was too late for Irene to lock her arms and legs around Suzanna again. The bigger girl pushed herself up, causing Irene to slide off of her in the process. Irene pushed herself up as well, onto her knees, but Suzanna pushed her back down, folding her back until she was lying down with her legs still bent awkwardly from the kneeling position she'd been in. Then Irene's hips were enveloped by the warmth and weight of her foe sitting down on her, pinning her to the bed on her back.

“Urgh...get off me!” Irene whined as she struggled, but no amount of twisting would win her release while Suzanna had control over her lower half. Her arms were still free, but Suzanna was sitting too far down for either woman to make a grab for anything. Taking deep breaths to calm herself, Irene decided to push against the bed with her arms instead, trying to push her upper body up into a sitting position. Suzanna was stronger than her, but she seemed a bit slow on the uptake, so maybe Irene could grab her shoulders to push her off before she made a move to better trap the small scientist.

Suzanna grabbed forward, trying to get a tight grip on the scientist's hair. "Calm down! I wanna force my butt in your face!" She yelled, trying to keep herself on board, and then squirm forward, praying to keep the squirmy scientist down to the ground.

Suzanna was nothing if not honest, and she did exactly what she said she wanted to do. Pulling again on Irene's hair, Suzanna earned a scream of frustration and pain as the scientist's head was forced back down on the bed, just in time for the playful girl to crawl forward in an attempt to lock in a smother hold of her own! Irene knew what was coming when Suzie's strong thighs enclosed her face, and her looming form blocked some of the overhead lights. “You haven't beaten m...mmrrph!” Irene's protest was muffled when Suzanna's heavy but surprisingly soft derriere covered her face. As her oxygen was cut off, Irene started thrashing in an effort to buck the girl off, but the thought of trying to dislodge the bigger girl left her worried. Was this rookie really going to beat her?!

Suzanna slowly got comfortable, pushing her legs together. "Ooh...man...finally, a nice soft seat to rest..." She giggled, rubbing her butt deep into the bed a bit to add humiliation. "Ma'am, don't squirm so much, its annoying."