Nikki vs Lynne (Complete)

"Ha!" Nikki laughedtriuphantly, smothering her opponant deep in the recesses of her boobs. Lynne's struggles would do little to get her free, even with the slippery oil coating their bodies. None the less, Nikki would make it a little tougher for Lynne.

Still holding the girl trapped in her chest, she would roll them both so Nikki was on top and all Lynne was stuck beneath her. Now Nikki's breasts would be pressing down on Lynne, while at the same time pulling her in deeper with her arms.

Lynne whined in protest as she was rolled over, getting in an even worse position than before. Lost in Nikki's cleavage, she was blushing furiously, as the smother made it hard for her to breathe normally. She kept struggling around, but now she also had Nikki's weight on top of her to make things more difficult. Her hands went to Nikki's arms to try and remove them, while her legs attempted to kick Nikki somehow; however, because of her bad position under Nikki, her knees wouldn't strike as much as lift Nikki's belly an inch or two above the ground.

Nikki giggled softly as Lynne struggled beaneath her. "Hehe! Hey, cut it out! That tickles!" she laughed. It seemed even with Lynne's stuggles Nikki had no trouble keeping her opponant in the embaressing position. SHe would keep the smother on Lynne, slowly wearing her down with oxygen depravation.

Then she would suddenly get off of Lynne, releasing her from the breast smother. She would then scoot up and pin Lynne's arms with her knees to trap her in a schoolgirl pin. "Phew, I'm getting a little tired," Nikki would sigh, using the time to adjust her bikini top.

"Ah...[size=85:1xdn4ith]phew..." Lynne was relieved when the smother was put out, happy that she could breathe properly again. However, the long oxygen starvation had worn her down, and soon she found herself at the receiving end of Nikki's schoolgirl pin. Had the girl forgotten that this was a submission match? "Nh... get off..." she said to Nikki's close crotch as she writhed in the oil under her. She could try to wiggle free, but she had a better idea while Nikki was occupied with her bikini. Springing her oiled legs up, she would try to get them around Nikki's neck or body, then eject her from her seat with the scissors.

Nikki wasn't all that concerned with pinning Lynne, just more concerned with catching a rest while keeping her opponant down. She sighed as she fixed her bikini, adjusting the position of her breasts as well, much to the delight of the crowd. It was then Lynne's legs came up, trying to catch Nikki around the waist. Unfortunately for Lynne, it was something Nikki had been expecting. Fighting against the strength in Lynne' legs, Nikki would try to grab them, and force them down close to Lynne's head, folding her up in a matchbook pin.

Lynne's eyes sparked with confidence when she got her legs around Nikki, but suddenly shifted to a surprised stare. Nikki, who apparently wasn't as clueless as she had thought her to be, now had all the swimmer's limbs entrapped. Her cute butt was kept pointing to the ceiling, her crotch touched Nikki's back, and as her legs were forced down she even got a slight wedgie. The crowd acclaimed the steamy position, clearly rooting for the resourceful Nikki. Helpless, Lynne's first instinct was to panic and thrash her way out, but before she even started she noticed that her legs had been trapped right at the thighs - making her escape even more improbable.

Lynne stopped moving, blushing and breathing heavily with Nikki's legs weighing down on her body. "Gh...nnhh...gh! Let me go! You know you can't win by pinning me, right?" In her current state, she was being held too tightly for her to retaliate, and so it was fortunate that tis was a submission match. However, if she could somehow con Nikki to loosen her hold, even if for a moment, she thought she could do something about it. She stood still, enduring the shame and waiting for that moment that could not come.

"Of course I know that, silly!" Nikki giggled down at Lynne, still keeping her folded up like a beach chair. It was a comfortable position, and Lynne's warm breaths were certainly doing the job of stimulating Nikki's sex. "This is just to make you look silly! And boy do you look silly!"

Nikki would then release both of Lynne's legs and look down at her with a grin. "The only way I can win is knocking you out!" Even though the match was submission only win, Nikki seemed to beleive that a knockout would still win her the match. And so quick as a cat she would scramble off of Lynne and move behind her, then quickly tuck her head under her arm for a dragon sleeper.

Lynne hated every moment of that pin. Even though it was painless, she could not bear to have her body hung upside-down on display, nor to be forced to stare at Nikki's belly and crotch. And to top it off, Nikki was doing this with the sole purpose of making fun of her! For Nikki, it could look like nothing, but for Lynne this match was getting personal.

When Nikki then let go of pin and went behind her, Lynne was blushing and embarrassed, but also craving to fight Nikki. As her head was put under Nikki's arm, her mind put the pieces together and saw that Nikki would go for a knockout right there, right now. But she wouldn't let her. Lynne's hand would wander over Nikki's back, trying to find a piece of loose string, and when she found it the girl would pull it with a grin. Nikki's top was about to fall off!

Nikki would then make her dragon sleeper even more inescapable by wrapping her legs around Lynne's waist, squeezing her tight in a bodyscissors combination. "Hehe, time to sleep now!" she giggled. Then both to her surprise and the crowd's, her bikini top beame looser, and then simply fell off all together.

It took Nikki a seond to register just what had happened, blinking a few times in confusion. Then those eyes widedn, and her face turned re as a tomato. "KYAAAA!!!" she shrieked, immediately releasing Lynne and overing her exposed breasts with her hands.

In her position, Lynne had to endure the double submission, but not for long. Way before she started feeling lightheaded, Nikki's top came off, much to her relief and to the crowd's pleasure. As she had predicted, Nikki released her out of pure embarrassment, and she took the golden chance to roll away from the now topless girl, red bikini top in one hand. Tired but happy, she got back on her feet and looked with a mischievious smile at Nikki - but not before tossing her top at the corner behind herself. Lynne wasn't so cruel as to throw it off the ring, but if Nikki wanted to cover her breasts again she would at least give her some trouble before letting her pass.

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