Wrestling Amy in Singlets
Amy and I were tied after 15 minutes of wrestling, one pin each. We had wrestled the first two matches in one piece swimsuits, but at Amy’s suggestion, we were going to finish in singlets. Amy grabbed two matching light blue singlets and handed me one to put on. I wasn't sure if I should go into the bedroom to change when Amy started to remove her swimsuit with her back to me and stepped into her singlet, tugging the straps up and over her shoulders. So I did the same and stuffed my body into the tightest singlet I've ever worn. When Amy turned to face me, she had visible camel toe and her breasts were halfway out on the sides while I also had visible camel toe and my left nipple wasn't going to stay covered no matter how I tugged on the singlet. She smiled as she glanced up and down my body and watched me try to cover up my breast as best I could. She was in a good mood so I asked if we could wrestle a combination submission or pin match and she said that would be great.
We dropped to our knees across from each other on the mats and the match was on. We were both moving quick in this match having notched up the intensity. Her breasts fell out of her singlet within seconds, but we continued to wrestle. We traded holds on each other and my breasts fell out when she raised me up in a full nelson. She went down to her back and kept the nelson on, pulling me on top of her. She was laying on her back in this position while my back was laying against her stomach and breasts as she kept the nelson on tight. I was bridging slightly trying to turn out when she slid her legs under my back and wrapped her thighs around one of my thighs, expertly trapping me in a spladle. I hadn't been spladled in a match in forever and was shocked that she even tried it, much less was successful in locking it on me. Her thighs were wrapped around my far thigh really well and it was mostly skin on skin at this point because our tiny singlets had slip up on our thighs. We were both grunting now as she literally rode me from the bottom position. I wasn't in any pain and must have stayed locked up in her spladle for 5 minutes or so as I tried to wrestle free. The beauty of it was she had mirrors on the ceiling over the mats and we could see ourselves wrestling. The singlet was hugging my body so tight that I could see my kitty outlined and my nipples were pointing straight out. We made eye contact in the mirror at one point and she just smiled as she watched me struggle. There was no way out, she had me and she was going up 2-1 in the match with her spladle. I gave her a verbal submission.
She released me and I rolled away, catching my breath. We were both perspiring and rested for about 2 minutes before deciding to wrestle the next fall. Neither one of us made an effort to cover our breasts before starting to wrestle again. We faced off and I dived at her low, wrapping my arms around her thighs and tried to roll her for a takedown, being careful to keep my head on the outside of her thighs to avoid a headscissors. Amy dropped down against my back, trying to gain control. It was tough trying to wrap my arms around her thighs because she had strong legs and as I struggled to do so, I felt the straps of my singlet being inched down my shoulders. It didn't matter to me if she got the top of my singlet down, we were basically wrestling topless anyway, but then she stopped and said that the straps could hinder our moves and we should take them down. I said o.k. as long as we could go back into our current positions. She said that was fine and slid my shoulder straps down and off my arms and then did the same to hers. It felt better with the straps down because they were biting into my shoulders, although I was a little concerned that her shades were open. We moved back to our original positions and started wrestling again. This time I could feel her exposed breasts pressing against my bare back. I let out a loud grunt and turned her and we began rolling, each trying to gain top position on the other. I was finally able to end the roll with Amy on her back while I was laying over her stomach, facing her feet in a perfect high school pin position. I ducked out of a quick headscissor attempt and began to wrap my arms around her waist as she bucked up and down underneath me to try to escape. I locked my hands together underneath the small of her back and squeezed her tight to hold her midsection down. I could feel the side of her tummy jiggling against my arms as I held her. I spread my legs out for leverage and used my dead weight on her to help keep her down. My tummy was pinned against her face in this position, well my singlet was pinned against her face anyway. The singlet was such a skin tight fit that it wasn't sliding down as fast as I expected it to, although it was slowly inching down from the struggle and as we perspired. Amy was grunting underneath me as she struggled to wrestle out and I knew she was pissed. She was lot better at pin wrestling than I was but I just happened to be in position to capture her for a pin. I was getting tired of holding my head up while laying down on her so I gently dropped my chin against her, right on top of her mound. I've used this pin occasionally in other matches and put my chin in the same place, but with Amy wearing a skin tight singlet, I could feel my chin nestle into her mound. It was actually kind of comfortable, but I knew it had to piss her off even more. Amy was a smart wrestler and she knew that if she continued struggling like she was she was going to tire herself out for the rest of the matches so she stopped struggling and just layed there with me on top. I knew what was coming though, she was going to give a last ditch effort to escape. Sure enough, about a minute later, she screamed out and tried an escape attempt. I held on tight and rode her while she struggled in vain and then she tapped my butt lightly to submit.
We were both tied 2-2 and we were extremely tired. I knew in the back of my mind this was going to be the last match for the day, although I have to say that Amy and I matched up really well and I looked forward to wrestling her again. We rested and Amy slid her singlet down to her hips letting her tummy fall out, so I did the same. We were both glistening in perspiration and then moved to face each other to start wrestling again. We barehugged each other, our breasts and nipples pinned together when Amy grunted loud and pulled me to the side and down I went, to my back. I tried to roll out but she was on me too quick, straddling my thighs to keep me in place. Her breasts were swinging and her tummy was jiggling as she began to inch her way up my body, straddling my crotch as she began to make her move. She moved higher, just under my breasts and I could feel her fleshy thighs against the outside of my boobs. I bucked my hips to try to throw her over my head, but was unsuccessful and she just smiled at my attempt and then slid into a school girl pin on me. This is definitely not how I envisioned the final match going. I was thinking it would be me school girl pinning her or me clamping my thighs around her head for a tap out. It was not to be. She locked in the school girl really, really well and then grabbed my wrists and pinned them above my head. I was looking up at her, noticing how hard her exposed nipples were and was a little shocked when I looked down and saw that her singlet had worked its way down during the struggle and the top of her mound was visible. Then she laid over my face, giving me a mouthful of bush. I struggled wildly under her trying to escape, kicking my legs, trying to free my wrists, but nothing worked. She had me pinned for a submission. I tried to tap out for a submission, but the back of my wrists were pinned down and I couldn't tap. The only way out was to give a verbal submission and by doing that, I was going to end up with more bush in my mouth. I didn't have much of a choice. I opened my mouth and started yelling, “I SUBMIT! I SUBMIT AMY!” which came out all muffled but she must have understood what I was saying because she released my wrists, sat up and asked if I submitted. I said yes. She rolled off me and I really couldn't be mad about the submission she used. I've used the same submission on opponents in matches, only my thong or singlet or whatever I was wearing stayed in place.
She stood and helped me up and then walked to her kitchen to get us both some much needed water. Her curtains were open and she didn't bother to pull her singlet up, so I didn't either. If anybody was walking by and looking in, they were getting a nice show from a couple of sweaty bbw’s. I told her I would wash her singlet and return it and Amy smiled and asked if I liked wearing it. I told her yes and that’s why I was wearing it home. She told me she often wears hers around her house and I told her I planned on doing the same. We made plans to wrestle two nights later at her place. I could hardly wait.