Tent Match Sequel
I was nude under a sheet on top of an air mattress and had just shut off my light when I heard Pam say hello and start unzipping the front door to my tent. To say I was surprised is an understatement. It was dark and I could barely see Pam's outline but could tell that she was wearing a tiny white robe. Pam said that she wanted to wait until her parents were asleep before coming over.
Pam zipped up the front door to my tent and then leaned on my air mattress and asked if I wanted to wrestle. My first thought was, this is crazy! There are other campers around and they will definitely hear us if we start wrestling at this time of night, it's almost midnight. And what the heck will her parents think if they find out. She sneaks over after they are asleep to wrestle the neighbor woman?
And I'm NUDE under the sheet! I need to find something to put on.
Before I finished that last thought, Pam started pulling the sheet off me and quickly slid into a straddle on my thighs. I immediately whispered to her, “Pam, I'm naked” and she said that was o.k., she was too and untied her robe, letting it fall open over me. Then she said she had wrestled almost topless in the past and besides, it was dark. I have no idea what that last comment meant.
With that, she slid onto my hips and reached down, grabbing my wrists. I started to struggle but with her weight on top of me, my back was forced deep into the air mattress. She obviously knew what she was doing because she was expertly moving into pin position on top of me. She stretched my arms out above my head and then pinned my wrists down into the top of the air mattress as I struggled under her and tried to wrestle free. When she laid down over me she completed the best pin I had ever been locked up in.
Our bodies were pressing and we were skin to skin and breast to breast. Her robe had fallen open and was draped over us so that it looked like Pam was sleeping on her stomach. Instead she was expertly pinning me down.
As nice as she had this pin applied, and she really did have a nice pin going, I should have seen her next move coming and didn't. She slid my wrists together above my head and then held them together with only one hand, and as she did this she snaked her ankles inside mine and used her free hand to cover my mouth. This girl was good and definitely had wrestling experience. She covered my mouth so that I wouldn't yell out when she spread my legs in the grapevine. My yelling was muffled by her hand as she moved her mouth down to my ear and whispered to me not to yell. For anyone who has never been caught in a grapevine before, your first instinct is to yell out when your opponent gains control of your ankles, even before they are spread out. The grapevine is one of the most devastating holds to be caught in during a wrestling match and escape is next to impossible. I've won and lost matches with a grapevine.
She kept her ankles locked inside mine and stopped spreading my legs as she slowly slid her hand from my mouth and asked if I was o.k. I was, now that the initial shock was over. She continued to hold my arms stretched above my head, pinning my wrists down with one hand as she ever so slowly began to spread my legs with hers again. Her face was inches from mine and I could feel her breath against me. I was breathing harder now as she continued to have her way, working the vine on me.
The body contact was unreal, skin on skin like we were, and we both had extremely hard nipples. I knew what she was doing at this point and the end was sudden. She whispered in my ear to hold the bridge and then slid her free hand gently over my mouth again as she released her ankles from mine and hooked her legs around my hips, pulling herself against me tight. Perspiring as hard as we were made it easy to slide against each other and 30 seconds later her body tensed up and she pressed her open mouth against my shoulder. Her hand over my mouth was a good idea because at this point, I'm sure I would have waken the campground with my yelling. I lost the bridge and my butt came crashing down into the air mattress while Pam held her straddle and worked herself on top of me for another 30 seconds.
A car starting at another campsite woke us and luckily it was still dark. Pam was laying on top of me and we had fallen asleep. She left quickly, tying her robe as she unzipped the front door on her way out.