The W.O.H.P., Part 2: Melinda vs. Christine
The evening was progressing nicely, from a wrestling point of view. There were now a half-dozen naked women standing around the edge of the mat waiting for the next match to begin. Among the naked losers was Britney (closely fought match with Mariah), Anna K. (major loss to track star), “Batman With Boobs” (one sided battle against Catwoman), one of the princesses (close contest versus Genie), Naomi (beaten handily by the plumber), and cat burglar (beaten readily by Indian maiden).
Laurie and I had stuck close together, chatting away, getting to know each other better during those six matches since our closely fought contest. We were becoming good friends, already planning to meet for lunch next week. Plus, I could tell we would meet again one day for another match, perhaps even in the nude with our husbands watching. I planned to bring up the subject when we met for lunch.
But the match I was most interested in was about to begin - Baywatch lifeguard versus Gymnast. Yes, Melinda and Christine were next up to wrestle, and it was time for Laurie & me to assume our duties as ‘seconds’. I led Melinda to the Women’s bathroom to get ready, while Laurie led Christine to the Men’s.
I watched carefully as Melinda stripped off her clothes, wanting payback for the way she had eyeballed me earlier. “I see that you’re interested,” she told me, noticing my gaze.
“Only interested in beating your sorry ass later tonight. Just sizing up the competition is all,” I told her.
“Yeah, whatever you say,” she replied.
I marveled at her tall, skinny, naked body. She was covered from head to toe with all of these totally marvelous freckles - even her ass had them! Her boobies (you couldn’t honestly call them boobs) were quite smallish, but not unattractive because of those bright red, puckering nipples surrounded completely by freckles. Her ass was kind of flat, but firm. And her legs were so long, I figured she could manage a lot of leverage in a scissors lock. And her crotch was sparsely populated with attractive, flame red pubic hair… very intriguing indeed. It could be an interesting match between us later, I told myself as we left the bathroom.
A naked Christine and Laurie were awaiting us at the mat area, and Charlene was preparing to announce the combatants. Laurie and I moved off to the side together, leaving Melinda and Christine in the center area with Charlene. I gave Christine a quick once-over, although I was well familiar with her from past encounters. Christine looked plenty fit, and I knew from experience that she was a seasoned wrestler. Her breasts were smallish, but still larger than Melinda’s. And she was probably stronger than Melinda, too. But Melinda was a good 8 or 9 inches taller, and maybe 20 or so pounds heavier. That’s what made this match so interesting - their body types and wrestling experience were completely opposite! While Christine held the advantage in experience, strength & perhaps quickness, Melinda held the advantage in height & weight. It would be most interesting indeed!
Before I knew it, Charlene yelled “Ding!” and the two of them were circling warily. Melinda looked a bit apprehensive and unsure what to do. Christine lunged and grabbed Melinda’s left leg, lifting it high and forcing her down. Melinda landed on her back with a thud and Christine was on her instantly, immediately trying for her favorite hold, a face-sit, on the less experienced girl. “That’s it Christine!” shouted Laurie enthusiastically. “You can take that wimp.”
I was taken by surprise, and seeing as I was Melinda’s second, decided I’d better add my two cents worth. “C’mon Melinda, don’t let her ride up on you like that. Flip her off!!” I shouted.
Laurie nudged me gently, whispering excitedly, “Who do you thinks gonna win?? They’re such complete opposites.”
“I don’t know… too hard to say. Only time will tell,” I replied.
Christine was gradually scrunching further and further up Melinda’s body, getting ready to apply the coup de’ grace. Part of me wanted to see Melinda fall victim to a face-sit, but part of me still rooted for her. I was her second, after all. “C’mon Mel! Flip her off before she gets too close! You can do it!!” I yelled.
Maybe I inspired her, I don’t really know. But in the next moment, Christine lay sprawled off to the side and Melinda was locking up with her. They rolled around for a while, and then Melinda finally brought her long legs into play. First, she grapevined Christine to keep her from rolling around, and gradually turned that hold into a waist scissors. I could see Christine wince as Melinda applied more and more pressure. I thought sure that she would have to submit, but Laurie kept yelling encouragement and advice, “Force her legs over your hips and off of your waist!! C’mon you can do it!”
“Lock your ankles together Mel!” I shouted. “Don’t let her loose!”
Laurie and I were getting really enthusiastic! It was an exciting match between two very determined women. Christine eventually got free, but she looked pretty drained from it all. After rising to her feet, she stumbled around for a moment. I recognized that move and quickly tried to warn Melinda. “Watch out Mel! She’s faking!”
But it was too late. Melinda had moved in quickly to take advantage, falling right into Christine’s trap. In a second, Christine had grabbed both of Melinda’s legs, pulling them out from under her, knocking her onto her back. Before I could shout another warning, it was too late. Christine, still holding both of Melinda’s legs, spun Melinda over on her tummy, stepping over to gain more leverage. It was a classic surfboard hold, and I didn’t think Melinda could hold out for long. I marveled how the shorter woman had captured the taller woman’s long legs and used them against her. Christine was meting out the punishment now, and Melinda was the one grimacing in pain. I didn’t see how she could hold out!
But she did and more as she finally used her long legs to fling Christine away. Unfortunately, Christine landed on her feet and was able to return quickly enough to clamp a full nelson on Melinda before she was fully upright. Christine was in control once again, forcing Melinda back to the mat. Melinda tried to roll free, but Christine was too fast, wrapping her legs about Melinda’s waist while maintaining the full nelson. Melinda was a strong, determined fighter, and wouldn’t give in easily. She grunted and groaned, heaved back and forth, trying anything and everything to get free. But to her credit, Christine held fast. There was nothing I could do, no advice I could think of, and all I could do was shout occasional words of encouragement. Slowly, but surely, Melinda’s strength began to fade, and I was a bit grateful for that, as I would be facing her later tonight. I could see that Melinda was a real handful, even in her depleted state.
I saw the frustration on Christine’s face, too. She hadn’t expected such a difficult match from this inexperienced woman. So, it should have been no surprise to me when Christine released her before she had submitted, and rolled the weakened Melinda onto her back. “Watch out Mel!” I shouted, but again was too late as Christine’s thighs came down on each side of Melinda’s head. It was a face-sit, Christine’s signature hold. I’m sure she wanted some payback for the torturous match Melinda had put her through. “C’mon, submit!” Christine prodded.
Melinda barely squeaked out, “OK… I submit.”
“That’s better. And now you owe me for that wicked scissors you had me in.”
With that said, Christine wriggled herself right up close to Melinda’s face, and I’m sure Mel got the message. She looked worn, and badly spent, but managed a smile nevertheless as her tongue went to work pleasuring Christine. It wasn’t long before Christine was convulsing with pleasure, squealing with delight. I knew from experience that she was a screamer. And, I knew that she was a good sport about winning, too. As soon as she had settled down, Christine lay down upon Melinda, chest to chest, and began pleasuring her clit with her forefinger. Melinda responded by nuzzling Christine’s earlobe, and soon it was Melinda that was thrashing about in the throes of orgasm. I was getting hot just watching the two of them go at it. I noticed that the room had gone quiet, and looked around to notice a number of the women feeling themselves. I certainly understood it. I put my arm around Laurie, pulling her close, and suddenly we were kissing and groping each other - talk about a hot finale.
Charlene entered the ring, saying, “I’m sure none of us will ever forget that match as long as we live. I think now would be a good time to take a little break before the next match. But by all means… don’t leave yet because the next match features Julie the Dominatrix versus yours truly!!”
Now that was a match I didn’t want to miss. Maybe I could see Charlene get her comeuppance against Julie, who was somewhat larger and stronger looking than Charlene. And, their costumes were of a similar sort, suggesting a similar demeanor - Prostitute versus Dominatrix.
Laurie and I walked over and helped our charges to their feet. “Hell of an exhibition,” I told Melinda as we walked back to the bathroom to freshen up. “You may have lost the match, but I think you won something, too.”
“Yeah. She was really good… I just couldn’t hold out any longer. By the way, are you that good?” she asked.
“Yes, I am. I usually can beat Christine, although it’s been a while since I have,” I answered.
“Good,” she replied. That should make it all the more interesting later tonight when we fight. In fact, I don’t think we should hang around that much longer. I can hardly wait.”
I was still hot from watching the ‘climax’ of her match, and readily agreed. “Yeah, me too. But let’s just take a few minutes to freshen up, and then watch Charlene’s match before leaving… it could prove interesting. Besides, I don’t think the other women would appreciate us leaving so soon after you lost your clothes.”
“Yeah, I suppose you’re right,” replied Mel reluctantly. “And, it could be interesting seeing two larger women go at it all out.”
The four of us hung around together waiting for the match to begin. I paired mostly with Laurie, and Mel with Christine, on the edge of the mat waiting for Charlene and Julie to appear.
I was conflicted though. I wanted to see the two of them wrestle naked, but also longed to leave so that I could test myself in sexual battle against Mel. ‘I’d just have to wait’, I told myself as Charlene and Julie approached the mat, naked as Jaybirds.
The End (of Chapter 2).