Kat and Vicky had been friends for a long time, yet here they were, going through warm up and stretching exercise wearing judo suits. Outwardly relaxed but each held an inner tension. Today was it. Many years ago, together, they had taken up the sport of judo and, finding they enjoyed combative sports, had done quite well reaching green belt level before giving up for more serious pastimes like boys. However in all their time in the sport neither had succeeded in gaining a decisive victory over the other, always it was either a draw or a very narrow victory. Then a new sport became available at school, wrestling. Both thought immediately of the chance to beat the other and though still the best of friends they enrolled in the classes. Their competitive spirits soon had them placed high in the ranks of the girls and many of the boys had succumbed to their wrestling skills. However they still could not gain anything like a victory over each other, so it was with excitement and trepidation that they were here today, thanks to Kat’s Uncle.
He it was who owned a piece of woodland and had had a cabin retreat built in the quietest part. It was only two rooms, a sitting room and a small kitchen but for the two girls it was perfect for their needs. So here they were, storm shutters down and secure, the door locked and the single light spreading a soft light through the now empty room. It had taken the girls some time to prepare it but now there was just a soft carpet, a kitchen full of clothes and two of them, limbering up. After a good deal of discussion they had agreed that this was to be to the finish, till one could go on no longer. No falls, submissions caused only a 30-sec break and Kat had suggested they wrestle naked thus there could be no advantage gained by choice of clothing. Vicky, however, seemed more reticent and they had finally agreed on their judo gear as being suitable. As they finished their warm up routines the two eighteen year-olds looked into each others eyes,
"This has been a long time coming," said Vicky as she adjusted her jacket, "Outside here we’re still good friend, but one of us has to win."
"Then let’s get to it." replied Kat
They bowed to each other, subconsciously following the judo protocol and then started to circle each with hands outstretched trying to get the right grip. They made contact and for several seconds each went through a sequence of throws and counter throws, now of which broke the balance of the other.. Separating a wry smile crossed both their faces, all was as it has been in the past each almost sensing the others intention and then countering.
It was Vicky who broke the silence,
"This is to the end, isn’t it?"
"Of course...ooff!" yelped Kat as Vicky’s shoulder slammed into her midriff. They both tumbled to the ground but it was Vicky who gained the advantage, of a waist hold from behind. Kat tried to turn and squirm but Vicki’s hold was tight. Their struggling caused the jackets to come loose from their belts and as both had decided not to wear a T-shirt under the jacket it allowed the odd contact of flesh against flesh. However they had become too engrossed in the combat to notice. However the contact was having an affect on them both. Finding herself unable to gain any advantage from this position Vicky exchanged holds for a tight headlock and whilst in control was relishing it.
"Submit? "
"No." came the strangled reply.
Suddenly Vicky felt a tightening around her waist and, on looking down, she saw Kat was twisting her belt knot causing it to tighten. She tried to tighten her hold but that moment of loss of concentration was enough for Kat to break the hold and send Vicky rolling away.
Kat stood up and looking down on the fallen figure said,
"You lost concentration on that one didn’t you, not a good idea."
"That was a cheating move," replied Vicky, now regaining her feet.
"Well we did say anything goes and it was you who suggested we wear Gis."
"I didn’t expect you to do that, but if that’s the way you want to do it."
They clashed again this time all thoughts of judo style fighting had gone. With their hands clasped tight in the others hair and legs betwixt the other struggling to find a weak spot. Backwards and forwards, they rocked each struggling for that small chance. Again, Kat found an opening by catching her foot in Vicki’s trousers and sweeping it away. They went down in a heap, rolled over several times but as neither having the advantage they broke again and stood up. Vicky attacked again but this time Kat was expecting it and side stepped. Catching her as she went past Kat secured a chokehold again using the Gi and whilst bringing her down Kat managed to get a tight body-scissors hold on. Vicky kicked and struggled but to no avail and in the end she submitted.
"First fall to me I believe,” said Kat smiling, “I didn’t think it would be so easy."
"Ah but falls don’t count, it’s the last one standing that wins. And I don’t think I’ll let you try that move again." And with that, Vicky started to take her belt and jacket off. Kat followed suit but then continued and took her trousers off. The look she gave Vicky was one thing only, a challenge.
One item at a time each stripped until both stood there naked in the full bloom of youth, breasts rising and falling to the elevated breathing. There was now an extra tension since neither had been this close to another naked girl, at least with the intention they had. Oh they had seen, even admired, each others bodies in the changing rooms, exchanged little goodnight kisses when they had gone camping together, but to be naked with the intention of close physical contact, this was different.
"Ready? " asked Kat.
They started circling again, each even more wary of the others touch. Then once more they closed each going for a headlock. Putting all their strength into it each tried to bend the other over, first bent double, then straight. They moved around the room like danced forcing each other’s bodies this was and that. Face to face their tits crushed against each other as they both tried to turn the move into a chokehold. Then Kat swung herself up and across the front of Vicky pulling her down and rolling over her body, Vicki’s hold broke but it also caused Kat’s to loosen so Vicky seized the opportunity to free herself and turn it into a backhammer.
Kat was now lying face down as Vicky sat astride her back and forced her arm up high. Leaning forward she placed her free hand around Kat’s neck and pulled. Kat screamed in agony and immediately submitted. Vicky released her but remained seated on her back for a few moments before getting up. As her breathing slowed the enjoyment of the small victory was evident on her face.
30 seconds later, they were both standing, ready for more. However Kat knew there was now more to this than just the wrestling, she could see that Vicki’s nipples had hardened with the excitement and she could feel that hers had too. They both stood there, eyes locked hands gently massaging parts of their bodies almost daring the other to make the first move.
Again they clashed, this time they went for bear hugs, hands clamped hard behind the others back. It was Vicky who had the advantage her arms were underneath Kat’s their bodies forcing against the others each trying to occupy the same space, their legs entwining searching for balance and a chance to force the other over. With minute movements of their thighs each forcing ever increasing tensions and feelings to flow through the others body with the mutual contact of their cunts.
Vicky felt a strange feeling like being with her boyfriend, but subtly different. As they dug their chins into each other’s shoulders she said in a low whisper,
" You planned this didn’t you? You knew there would be more to this encounter than just wrestling."
Kat was slow to respond, she too was feeling the arousal brought on by the flesh to flesh contact, the feel of nipple against nipple as their tits squashed together and most of all the feelings from her cunt as she felt the warmth of her friends so close. Both felt the others cunt hairs mingling with their own as they stood there almost motionless but with their lower bodies grinding into the other searching for an opportunity.
"Yes, " she replied, " I had hoped it would. Ever since I saw a story about two girls sex wrestling I longed to have a go, and when you suggested we have a final fight I hoped it would come to this. Now do we talk, dance or sex fight for I intend to have you any way I can."
They turned slowly on the spot, like a pair of smooching dancers. Vicky started the next move by moving her thigh back between Kat’s legs, using her muscles to gently massage Kat’s cunt. Kat tried to retaliate but to no avail, so releasing her bear hug and managed to get a good grip on the cheeks of Vicky’s arse. A cry of pain escaped from Vicky’s lips but it was also accompanied by the release of the bear hug and a perfectly executed hip throw.
Kat lay on her back, winded and expecting Vicky to finish her off then and there. However Vicky had other ideas and just stood over her gloating.
"So I’m not the only one who can lose concentration eh?" the grin that was on her face said it all.
Kat smiled back from the floor and said,
" Ah, but you must be enjoying it as much as me or you would have finished it here."
Kat stood up and offered the chance for a single-finger interlock. Vicky agreed and the two were then back in a trial of strength.
Kat won this one forcing Vicky to form a bridge. This was what she had wanted, her friend lying there bridging high with herself on top controlling things. With both wrestlers hands locked again neither could gain an advantage so Kat released her hands and swivelled round on top of the bridge until they were head to tail. Now she thought, have I learnt anything from the reading?
Taking a deep breath she buried her face into Vicki’s now wet cunt and once more could hear the surprised yelp from her opponent. Then she felt a probing in her own cunt and the wave of feeling that hit her almost made her stop, Vicky it seemed was no newcomer to sex wrestling. The bridge was broken and now the two friends lay, side by side head buried in the others thighs trying to keep control of her own feelings and force the other over the edge. The feeling rose after wave upon wave of orgasmic pleasure flowed through her body. Alongside she could feel Vicky also start to orgasm. Then Vicky began to moan and Kat tried to roll her onto her back, but even now, Vicky sensed what was happening and bridged once more. With renewed effort the two tried kissed and massaged the other into orgasm.
Then Vicki’s bridge collapsed and the two friends rolled away from each other, both in the throws of a massive orgasm and neither able to take advantage. Slowly they turned and moved back together into each others arms and kissed, still no winner but both then thought what a great sex tag team they would make.