Woodland Brawl - Matt vs Phe-Phe

Matt was having a hard time focusing. Ever since meeting this girl she had thrown off his usually calm demeanor. That inviting smile she had was not helpin matters. He had just had to think of this as any other match and he would be fine, right?

Unfortunately the girl would surprise him with her quick handiwork, and before he knew it his arm was twisted behind his back, and she now stood behind him. She was fast, he would give her that. "Gee, thanks," Matt said back, deciding to roll with the odd compliment. His eyes then widened when she suddenly started nibbling on his ear. "H-Hey! What's the big idea!?"

"Hmmmmhh..."

Phe moans into your ear, hoping to send a pleasurable jolt through your body. It was times like this Phe could barely tame her carnal instinct; an mental behavior that commanded her body to act on whoever manages to trigger her inner arousals at first sight.
It wasn't entirely about her, however. Since Phe would make sure you would feel as turned on as she was.

"Uuuhhh....hold...still...."

Still having your arm locked, Phe would use her free arm to lock your neck into a Dragon Sleeper, bringing the two of you down into the grass where she would then hug her slender shaped legs around your waist in a Body Scissors.
If it works, she would continue to pleasure your ear as a silent plea to how turned on she had become.

Matt did shiver as the girl moaned huskily into her ear. This girl was clearly getting something out of just restraining him. It made him worry about what else would happen if she got any further.

"Ugh, not gonna happen," Matt grunted back. Not wanting her to get an advantage so early into the match, Matt would use his free arm to reach behind him to wrap around her head, and leaning forward he would try to flip her clean over his shoulder, and slam her back into the grass before him.

Still holding onto your neck with your other arm, Phe plants her feet into the ground, refusing to budge so easily.

"Oooohh...y-you...you're touching me...."

Your rough grasp on her hair had sent a wave through her limbs, and in return she exhales loudly into your ear. She would then attempt to attempt to lightly kick in behind your knees as you put you to the ground before her, where her hands will run over your scalp lovingly.

Matt had not expected his toss to work in the first place. What he did not anticipated was that the girl would continue to become aroused from the simple act of trying.

He grunted as his knees were kicked in, and he fell to his knees before her. But before she would attelpt anything else, Matt would grab both of her legs and yank them out from under her, trying to send her to the ground as well.

Both legs?

Unless you somehow managed to pull free from the Arm Wringer Phe still had on, only one arm was free to grab as it pleased. Regardless, right when your hand reaches up her smooth leg, Phe hops up and wraps her legs around your waist in a body scissors from behind.

If succuessful, she'd drop herself on her back into the grass, carressing your body tightly.

Once the girl's long and slender legs wrapped around his body, Matt knew he was in trouble. With one arm trapped behind his back and her own arm wrapped tightly around his throat, there was very little he could do at the moment. He squirmed and struggled, trying to bt=reath but it was starting to become difficult. "Guh....okay...you've got some skills," he managed to get out.

Her soft behind was enough cushioning for her fall once she topples with you into the ground, positioning you ontop.

"Don't worry, boy...You're in good hands....."

Phe would reassure you with a pump of her leg muscles against your sides. One arm still holding one of yours captive while her other muscle twitching arm stays wrapped around your neck, tightening and compressing against you with every passing second.

"Can you imagine....after our match...it'll only be you....and me...."

She adds with another squeeze, then baths your ear with her hot breath.

"My treat....you could do anything to me that you'd like...."

Matt managed to get out a strangled grunt as her legs wrapped tighter around his waist. It was getting harder and harder to breath. His face was started to turn red from lack of air. At thisrate he would be at her mercy. He still had some fight left though.

"What I'd...like," Matt wheezed out. "Is to win!"

He would then try to rock back and forth in her hold, and try to roll over onto his front, even if she was still latched onto, and prop himself up on his free arm.

"Ooooh! Look at you! You're moving!"

Phe barely makes out without laughing. She felt every twitch of your mucles as your body struggles to get up. The way the small ridges of your anatomy flexed underneath her softer body made another jolt of exitement run through her ever tightening limbs.

When you managed to prop yourself up on one arm, in one swift motion, Phe would attempt to reposition herself and switch into a Camel Clutch, trapping each of your arms in the girth of her quad and hamstring. Her fingers would grasp and tighten around you neck...

"Mmmmmhhuuuuh...."

Meanwhile the gentle rocking of her pelvis would attempt to subdue any form of protest from your body.