Sara and Mitch's European Trip
By Bob Barron <folklore81@yahoo.com>
Sara and Mitch head to Europe and meet another couple who loves to wrestle


"Ow damnit Sara! Can't you let up a bit?" Mitch was straining as I locked him
in a bodyscissors.

"Mitch, what kind of message would I be sending if I let up on you?" I asked
as I continued squeezing.

"That you have one ounce of kindness? Ahhh, this scissors is killing me!"

"Fine, I'll let up." I did just that, but then quickly grabbed Mitch and
locked him in a headscissors. He lasted a few seconds and soon was tapping
wildy. I let him go, but jumped on him and gave him a smother.

I finished packing as I waited for him to recover. Mitch soon joined me,
holding his neck a little and was helping me.

"So the day before we go to Europe, you still can't let me win?" He said with
a laugh.

"Come on now Mitchell. If I let you win once and then destroyed you the next
time because I was enraged that I let you win the previous time, well, what
would that prove?"

Mitch laughed again and then I said, "I'm getting tired of doing all this
packing. Fight you for it?" He agreed, and less then 10 minutes later, Mitch
was doing all the packing for our trip to Germany. My background was German
and I always wanted to see some of the sights, and I figured a week alone with
Mitch would be a great chance to us to do some sightseeing, some romance and
of course some wrestling. That's why I was puzzled when I saw Mitch hadn't
packed the mat.

"Mitch, why didn't you pack the mat?"

"Ummm Sara, we're going to Germany. Not Wrestlemania."

"After we're done touring all the towns and having fun, what better way to
wind down then with some wrestling? If you think the smothers here are good,
wait till you see how I smother in Germany. And if we wrestle in Germany, I'll
make sure you have some great nights to make up for it"

"Fine Sara, but I want to be able to have fun on this trip, so don't kick my
ass too badly."

The next day-

We were in Germany. The flight was fine and Mitch and I found a way to amuse
ourselves. Since we couldn't wrestle, we armwrestled. Mitch's arms were
stronger then I expected, but I was able to slam him down everytime. One time
I was distracted by the in-flight movie and Mitch was able to beat me. He
refused to accept that I was distracted, so I promised I would get him later.

We had fun touring Germany and seeing all the sights, and the small towns that
I'm sure my family was from. As we looked at the houses, I asked Mitch if he
wondered if the girls in my family were scissoring back then. Mitch said,
"Maybe your family left Germany to get away from all the women."

That night we went out to some of the discotheques and met some people around
our age including Ingrid and Max. They told us some great places to check out,
and we had fun hanging out with them for most of the night. Ingrid was quite
pretty, and we were both blondes. Mitch seemed to take a liking to her.

I hadn't wrestled in a few days and we got back to the hotel, I asked Mitch if
we could have a match. "I'm kind of tired Sara, can't we do it tomorrow
morning or something?"

"Come on Mitch, it's been a while since we wrestled. I promise if we wrestle,
I'll find a way to make it up to you."

I took off my shirt and undid my bra, and then took off my pants right in
front of Mitch.

"I'm such a sucker aren't I?"

"Yes Mitch, you are."

Sara v. Mitch-

I hadn't wrestled or worked out in what seemed like forever, and I was anxious
to do something with my body. I didn't want to hurt Mitch, but I really just
wanted to go out there and kick ass.

We faced off, and I saw him go in for a lockup and I just dove right at him
and knocked him into the ground. He let out a grunt and I was pouncing on him
on the mat. We were rolling around, but I was easily dominating him and
locking in holds that were painful yet easy to break. Mitch was trying to gain
any advantage but I was stronger and was soon trying to get him in various pin
combinations. Mitch wouldn't stay down for three (well I wasn't going to let
him, I wasn't going to win like that) and I soon pulled him up. But I'm an
asshole, and I clotheslined him back down. Mitch let out a cry.

I locked in a bodyscissors and Mitch was trying to escape. I was too strong
and he was trying to get to the ropes. I could've made him tap by just
squeezing it on full blast, but I wanted to make him think he might be able to
get out. I held on for a while but let go and he was lying on the mat. I gave
him a splash and then said, "Here's a preview of things to come," and gave him
a mini-smother. I picked him up and gave him a bodyslam. I then picked him up
and said, "Time to go for a ride," and spun him around and dropped him with an
aeroplane spin. I hit him with another splash and could tell it was time to
put Mitch away.

I jumped off and came crashing down with an elbow. I started rubbing my legs
and Mitch knew what time it was. I don't know why but I was in the mood to
dish out some pain and decided to really lock in my scissors. Usually I don't
lock in my scissors that hard at the end of a match so as not to hurt him too
much. But I hadn't done anything physical in too long, and really wanted to
crank it in. I locked in a very painful headscissors. Mitch immediately
started thrashing and soon I heard him tapping the mat and groaning a
submission. I was in such a spirited competitive mood that I didn't feel like
releasing it. I just enjoyed lying there working out. Mitch started crying out
and I snapped back to reality and let him go.

"Damnit Sara, what did I do wrong?"

"Didn't win."

Before he could get up, I was straddling his chest and had him in a schoolgirl
pin. I started taunting him in German (calling him a weak little bitch, among
others) and then my breasts were right in his face. He was still conscious, so
I was having fun almost suffocating him while taunting him in German. After I
felt he had enough of my breasts, I just turned my body backwards and soon I
was suffocating him with my ass and crotch. Even though he wasn't unconscious,
Mitch couldn't do a thing. He knew from experience that any resistance would
just cause more pain. I felt bad about being cruel with my scissors, so I
played with the part of his body that I usually slug in our matches.

When Mitch came to, his neck was pretty sore. I still felt bad so we had some
fun in the bedroom.

The next day-

I woke up before Mitch did and figuring he had enough sleep, I gave him a Sara
wake-up call. I smothered him. Mitch's neck was still a little stiff but he
was up for another day of walking around Germany.

As we were walking by a café, someone yelled, "Sara! Mitchell!" We turned and
it was Ingrid and Max.

We went up and shook hands and they asked us about how we were enjoying
Germany. We talked about the sites we seen and everything, and I noticed Mitch
was holding his neck a bit because of our match. Soon, Ingrid and Max did as
well.

"Mitchell, what is wrong with your neck?" Ingrid asked.

Before Mitch could answer, I stepped in. "Oh he buggered it in a wrestling
match we had last night." Mitch shot me a look.

"You two ... .wrestle?" asked Ingrid.

"Yea, we wrestle a lot. It's fun, especially since I always kick his ass." I
gave Mitch a punch on the shoulder, but he looked red.

"Wow! Me and Max love wrestling each other!"

Those were words I did not expect to hear and my eyes lit up, and Mitch
stopped looking so embarrassed. I think he knew what was coming next.

"Yea, me and Ingrid love to wrestle each other," said an enthusiastic Max.
"She could be a great amateur wrestler, with the way she always is managing to
pin me and make me submit."

"So you can beat your boyfriend?" I asked.

"Yes I can. Like he said, I'm just good at trapping him and winning matches.
And you beat Mitchell?"

And Mitch knew it was okay, and stepped in. "Yea, Sara's amazing. She's so
deceptively strong and just overpowers everyone. I've seen her have so many
awesome matches, and well, she does a great job kicking my ass."

I was sizing Max up and I could tell Ingrid was looking at Mitch. But before I
proposed a match, Ingrid spoke.

"Sara, you came to the perfect town. I only started wrestling because a lot of
girls my age like to wrestle their boyfriends. We're arranging to compete
against other towns and we practise every weekend against our boyfriends and
some of the guys in town. Would you like to join us?"

Would I? Not only did I just find out that our friend Ingrid wrestles her
boyfriend, but the girls train to wrestle other people. It didn't take me too
long to say yes.

"Great, here's where to meet us."

Later that day-

We arrived at the gym as directed by Ingrid, and what I saw inside almost made
me cry out with glee. There were girls, there were boys, and they were rolling
around and practising wrestling. Ingrid ran over to us, all excited.

"Hi guys! I'm so glad you could make it. Basically, we have 8 guys and 8
girls, and next week the girls will go fight the girls and the guys of the
next town. So today, each girl will wrestle each guy for 5 minutes and then
switch. So, Sara, you get to wrestle 9 guys in one afternoon? How does that
sound?"

"Like Christmas just came early," I said. "Where's Max?"

"Oh, he's wrestling some other girl." She turned and saw some girl
bodyscissoring Max. "Having a hard time too!"

We went and changed. I could tell Mitch was wary of this, but I told him it'd
be fun and since it was only 5 minutes, no one would hurt him too bad. I
brought some bras and a few thongs, but saw everyone was wrestling in
one-piece swimsuits, I reluctantly put on one too. Before we were about to
begin, I whispered something to Ingrid and she smiled and agreed.

I got to the spot I was assigned and faced a German boy in front of me who
said his name was Robert and we shook hands. Someone yelled "Go!" and we went
at it. Robert wasn't that great, and we mostly just battled on the mat. I went
for my scissors a few times, but I knew it'd be pointless to go for a
submission. I controlled mostly and I was advancing on his chest, about to pin
his arms down, when "Stop!" was yelled. I pulled him up and we shook hands.

The next two guys were basically the same as Robert. I was stronger then both,
and a better wrestler and I mostly just rolled around with them, getting them
in a few holds. I wasn't able to pin them or make them submit in 5 minutes, so
I guess they were at least better then Scott.

Then I got to Max. He looked a bit marked up, compared to me, who was pretty
fresh. He motioned to lock up and I declined. He looked puzzled and I said,
"We're not locking up. Ingrid agreed with me that it's pointless to wrestle
you for 5 minutes when I'm going to be taking you on in a real match tonight."

He looked a little shocked, but I explained to him that we were going to do
some mixed fighting back at his place, and that I didn't want to ruin the
surprise. We then talked about the wrestling that had gone so far, and he just
laughed and said the girls here were quite strong. I looked over and again
Mitch doing his best but struggling. Before the 5 minutes were up I challenged
Max to some arm wrestling. As I heard someone yell. "Stop!" I slammed his arm
to the mat. "See you tonight!"

I got my first submission after Max against some poor overmatched kid. I was
able to throw him to the mat, drop some elbows and quickly locked in a
scissors. He couldn't escape and I felt such satisfaction when I heard him
tap. To kill some time, I armwrestled him and beat him in that. In German I
said, "Maybe wrestling is not for you."

The next guy was the same as the others. I was better then him, but couldn't
get a decision in such a short time.

There were only three guys left, and one of them was Mitch, so I was hoping I
could make it a clean sweep. This guy though, was the German Brent. Before we
fought, I asked him why he was here since I thought this was for girls who
beat their men, and were training to wrestle more. He explained to me that his
girlfriend had heard about the others and challenged him. He beat her pretty
easily, but they enjoyed it so much that they kept wrestling. I laughed;
thinking it was like Mitch and I, but the opposite.

I started rolling around with him, and he was damn good. He was really strong
and tall, but I think knew how to wrestle better. Had I let my guard down he
could've easily pinned me, and had he been a little weaker, I could've beaten
him in a match, but for four minutes we were locked in a stalemate. I got on
top of him, he pushed me off, got on top of me, I pushed him off, and we
continued to fight. With a minute left I said, "Listen, you're not going to
pin me, and well, I ain't pinning you, and I'm curious to see how strong you
really are. Let's do a test of strength."

He agreed and we locked wrists. It was even first, but I soon realised he was
stronger. I tried to hang on and fight it but I was on my knees. He let go and
I said, "Damn, you're good." I then challenged him to some armwrestling. We
locked arms and began to grunt. I felt I was doing pretty well and was moving
his arm, when he smiled at me and boom, my arm went down. I truly had met the
German Brent. I was a little pissed, but in German he said, "Sara, you're
probably the strongest girl here. No other girl usually makes me work in arm
wrestling matches."

I moved on, and Mitch was next. I think he thought he was getting a 5-minute
break, but I quickly took him down, and got him in a schoolgirl pin. He didn't
resist and said, "Come on honey, give me a break!" I agreed, but still sat on
him, while we talked about the matches. He kept telling me how good at
wrestling the girls were and looked frustrated. He said he was only pinned
once, but the girls had mostly been able to control him. He didn't fight
Ingrid and they mostly just talked about wrestling and how they started. When
I heard "STOP!", I got off Mitch. Before I went to the last guy, Mitch said,
"I heard he's not very good. Try to win."

Nicholas, the last guy, wasn't very good, as Mitch predicted. I didn't feel
like beating him quickly, so I kept throwing him around, as I watched Mitch
wrestle. The girl he was wrestling was good, but Mitch was more then holding
his own and I was impressed. I had enough of skinny and weak Nicholas, and
threw him to the mat, and locked in my scissors. He thrashed for a few seconds
tapped.

Overall, I felt I did very well. I made two guys tapped, and controlled most
of my matches.

Ingrid met Mitch and me afterwards. She said all the guys were talking about
the tough English girl and said I made a favourable impression. She looked at
Mitch and said the girls had enjoyed fighting him too and said he was very
good. Mitch thanked her, and she looked at him and said, "You won't be
thanking me after I beat you tonight!"

Later that night-

I was so excited going over to Ingrid and Max's house. I was going to get to
have actual mixed wrestling matches while on vacation. Mitch laughed at me as
before I went over there, I did my usual training.

"Honey, we're on vacation!"

"But I always train, and you never do, and who always wins again?"

He laughed, and we spent the rest of the afternoon play wrestling and doing
strength contests. We got our mat, and soon we were off to wrestle.

Ingrid's place was much more accommodating then our hotel room, and she
assured me there was tons of places, I could jump off of. Ingrid greeted us
wearing a one-piece (I'd have to talk to her later about skimpy outfits) and
we went and set up the mat. Her place was very large, and there were some very
good places for me to do my flying elbow. I went and changed into a one-piece
as well. Mitch frowned, but I assured him I had a plan.

After some small-talk, and recollections of the wrestling earlier in the day,
Ingrid said, "Shall we begin?" Ingrid explained the format. She would take on
Max, I'd take on Mitch, then we'd switch. I said, "And after that, a tag
match!" Little did the guys know that after the tag match, I had more up my
sleeve.

Ingrid v. Max

Ingrid was wearing her one-piece, and Max was wearing shorts. They shook hands
and smiled at each other. Max told me he was hoping for a win, since he didn't
want to embarrass himself.

Ingrid and Max eyed each other, and Ingrid went for his leg and tripped him up
and took him down. She was trying to get on top of him while Max was trying to
push her off. Ingrid realised she needed to wear Max down more and started
locking in holds on the mat. I commented to Mitch on how she was a great
scientific wrestler.

She gave Max a fireman's carry takeover and tried for a pin but he got up and
faced her. They faced off, and he nodded at her and smiled. They locked up and
he got her in a headlock. He had her on the ground with it, but after a few
tense seconds, she was able to break it. He tried to lock it in again, but she
blocked it, grabbed his arm and gave him an armdrag.

She pounced on him and they engaged in more mat wrestling. She was easily
dominating him, and kept getting him and more holds. They were speaking German
to each other, but it was muffled so I had a hard time understanding. She kept
trying to pin him or wrap him up, but he kept kicking out. She let him go and
they faced off again.

When they faced off, he immediately speared her into the mat. "I told him the
effectiveness of that one," Mitch laughed. It took the wind out of Ingrid for
a second, but she kicked out of his pin attempt. Max locked her in a
bodyscissors, trying to take advantage of his spear. "Come on Ingrid, tap, and
make me look good," he said but Ingrid yelled out "Nein!" After some
struggling, Ingrid was able to break his scissors, and they faced off.

Ingrid was still trying to catch her breath, but she saw Max coming after her
with a clothesline. She ducked, locked her arms around his waist and suplexed
him back. She then did some overhead throws, wearing him down, as Max cried
out in pain. She picked Max up and went for a suplex but he kneed her. He went
for a suplex of his own, but Ingrid showed she was stronger. She grunted and
reversed it, and Max got suplexed. She held on and then suplexed him again.

She got him in the mat and worked on his ribs a little more, and then tried
for a schoolgirl pin. She got on top of him and was about to show her
dominance, but Max kept being able to get his shoulder up at the last possible
minute. Ingrid knew she should finish it off, so she gave him a belly to belly
suplex.

Max looked almost done, so Ingrid made sure he was in the centre and locked in
a bodyscissors. Max tried to break it, but his ribs were too weak. He was too
far from "the ropes" to try to break the hold that way, and he soon was
resigned to his fate. He tapped the mat twice. "I give up Ingrid, you win," he
said in German. He lay there lying in the centre of the mat. Ingrid went over,
picked him up, shook his hand and gave him a hug. "That was a good fight, you
did very well," she said.

I was impressed with how Max took his loss, in accepting that his girlfriend
was the better wrestler. He had some talent, even though I knew I could beat
him.

"See Sara, some people can be nice when they win matches."

"Sadly for you Mitch, I'm not one of them.

Ingrid ran over to me and I told her I was very impressed and that she looked
great. She told me to go kick Mitch's ass and I was ready. Max told Mitch that
his ribs were killing him and that Ingrid is just so good at mat wrestling.
Mitch said, "I have a feeling my head is going to be killing me pretty soon."
Max wished him luck, Ingrid wished me luck, and I was ready to fight my
boyfriend yet again.

Sara v. Mitch-

Mitch continued to look sad when he saw I was still wearing a one-piece, but I
told him he should thank me, as my breasts wouldn't be a distraction. Everyone
laughed.

We faced off. Usually we might start out with some punching, but since Ingrid
and Max didn't seem to slug it out, we decided not to. We locked up, as I
decided I wanted to show Ingrid and Max how strong I was. I pushed Mitch back,
and then gave him an armdrag. I gave him a few more armdrags. He hates being
flustered like that, and cursed when I held onto an armbar. I let go, and when
he got up, I challenged him to a test of strength. I knew Mitch was going to
try hard so he didn't embarrass himself, and I was ready.

We locked wrists, and he was squeezing really hard. I maintained my pressure
and smiled at him, as I turned it up a notch. He tried all he could, and he
did put up a good fight, but he soon found himself on his knees. I held on to
my leverage for a few seconds, before letting go. I pulled him up and locked
up again, and I pushed him back a lot easier. This time I nailed him with a
chop, and then chopped him a few more times before getting an armdrag. I
locked in my headscissors wanting to see if I could end the match extra early
to look really impressive, but Mitch hadn't been punished enough yet, and the
hold was broken. Mitch was lying on the mat and I went to give him a splash,
but he moved out of the way.

Mitch reacted quickly and rolled me up, but I kicked out. He rolled me up
again, but this time grabbed my legs and tried to turn me over into a Crab
move. I strained and was able to kick him away. This time I reacted quickly
and got him a small package but he kicked out. We faced off and Mitch came at
me with a clothesline. Like Ingrid, I ducked and kneed him in the stomach. I
then did a throw and he landed on the mat. I then ran over, and locked him in
a waistlock. It caused him to exert some good energy trying to escape and when
he felt he was going to, I simply locked my arms harder and gave him a German.

Mitch cried out in pain after the German, and I ran over and locked him in a
surfboard. Mitch was really moaning in pain, but he was thrashing enough that
I couldn't get it locked in all the way. I stretched him for a bit and then
let him go. I looked up and Ingrid was giving me the thumbs up and Max looked
worried. I figured I should try and finish Mitch off soon, so I picked him up,
kneed him again and gave him three straight suplexes.

Mitch was laid out in the middle of the mat, and I went to the nearest thing I
could jump off of, and came crashing down with an elbow. I went to cover him
but then said, "Nah, you're tapping out," and soon had him locked in a
headscissors. Mitch didn't even try to escape. "Oh man, shit, I give Sara. I
give. Oh. Let me go." I let him go, and just like Ingrid, went over, picked
him up, and gave him a hug.

Mitch went to go lie on Ingrid's couch to recover and I walked by Max and
said, "You're next."

We decided to take a breather, and watch some wrestling tapes. I luckily had
brought a few videos from home. I showed one of my thrashings of Scott. Ingrid
was laughing at how easy I was beating him. I was able to find a match where I
was wearing clothes, so as not to spoil my surprise for Max. Ingrid then
showed us footage of her wrestling a local boy. I was impressed with her
scissors and by the end she had the poor boy tapping like crazy. During the
match, I pulled Ingrid aside and asked her if I could have some fun with Max.
"As long as you don't have sex with him, as you like," she said. I went back
and changed into a sports bra and shorts.

Sara v. Max-

Max had lost to his girlfriend Ingrid, in a match where she was mostly in
control. I was coming off my usual dominating win over Mitch. I wanted this
match to be fun, with me showing my dominance and strength. As we faced off
Max said, "I look forward to beating a North American."

I responded by saying, "I just feel too hot in here." I undid my sports bra
and pulled down my shorts, and now I was clad only in a thong. Max's eyes
about popped out and all he could say was, "Wow." I then leaned my shoulders
back and stuck out my chest just to get him going.

We locked up, and I got him in a headlock, and his head was right up against
my tit. "This hold, I like," he said. Before he started to laugh, I really
wrenched it in and he yelped in pain. I let him go and said, "Still like?"

We locked up again, and I was able to push him back and started chopping him.
He ducked one, and quickly got behind me and locked me in a waistlock. He was
able to take me down to the mat. He grabbed my arms and bent them back. I
gritted my teeth so as not to show pain and for a moment, planned my escape. I
started pushing my arms hard, and he let them go. He went to bend them back
again but I turned over on my back and he started trying to pin me. Just what
I needed. As he tried to pin me, I got him in another headlock, and was able
to leverage my way up. I then quickly kneed him in the gut and suplexed him.

I felt better about the scare I was in, but took some breaths to collect
myself, and let Max get up. When he did, I challenged him to a test of
strength. We locked wrists, and instantly I knew I was much stronger then him.
Max started grimacing the minute I put force on, and I had him on his knees in
no time. I released him but quickly held on to his arm and armdragged him. He
came up to me, and went for a headlock, but I reversed and got him in another
one, again, giving him tit view. I had an idea, so I kneed him again twice and
then gave him a bulldog headlock. Max was now lying on the mat, trying to get
his wind back.

I couldn't beat him yet, but I wanted to show off a bit. As he got up, I ran
right into him, again taking out his wind. Max didn't weigh all that much, so
I knew I could do my slams with him. I gave him a bodyslam, and I said, "Us
foreigners are tough ain't we?" He just groaned. Then I picked him up and
dropped him down with a side slam and he yelled out. Then I picked him up,
draped him over my shoulder and planted him with a powerslam. I stood over him
and flexed.

I wanted to show off one more move before putting him away. I picked him up
and destroyed him with a jackhammer suplex. He was in the centre of the mat,
groaning in pain. The next move I hit him with was my flying elbow, and we all
knew what was coming up next. "Max, in about a few seconds, I'm going to have
won this match."

I locked in my scissors, lying on my side, chatting with Ingrid about the
match. I soon heard Max tapping the match. "I give, I give!"

I went up to him, instead of letting him up, put my breasts right in his face
and started smothering him. I told him to not fight it, but to enjoy it. I
rubbed my breasts over his face for a few minutes, soaking it in and letting
him feel the humiliation of being beaten by a girl. I then got off of him,
figuring I'd save my other trick for a next match. To be a good sport, I
pulled him up and shook his hand. Of course I had to rub his face in my
breasts again. Max just shook his head and went to lie down to recover.

"I've never done that before!" said Ingrid.

"Seriously, all those times, never literally rubbed it in? You don't know what
you're missing. You have my full permission to do whatever you want to
Mitchell."

"She has to beat me first Sara."

"Oh that shouldn't be too hard," Ingrid said. "Give me a second, I want to
wrestle sexy too."

Ingrid v. Mitch-

Ingrid said she felt weird wrestling as naked as I was, but wrestled Mitch
looking amazing in a yellow bikini. Mitch looked up her and down and said,
"Damn, this will be fun."

Ingrid and Mitch shook hands and faced off. Mitch had an intense look on his
face, I could tell he wanted to win. They both looked for an opening for a few
moments, and then Ingrid got one, reached out and tripped him up. Mitch fell
to the mat, and there, they did some mat wrestling. Max and I were off on a
couch watching, I was giving him a massage to help him recover. He told me to
watch how great at mat wrestling she was.

Ingrid was excellent. She was always on top of Mitch, constantly holding him
down and trying to get pinfalls. She kept getting him in waistlocks and
tossing him around the mat. She got in some headlocks and hammerlocks. Mitch
is no slouch, and I could tell he was trying his hardest to find openings. But
Ingrid was so focused that poor Mitch was twisted and turned in every which
way. His experience helped him out, because he was able to not be pinned or
forced to submit. After several minutes, Ingrid seemed to have enough and
armdragged him, and got up.

Mitch looked exhausted, having to deal with being having to be locked in those
holds, and then escaping those holds. Ingrid pulled Mitch up, but as she did,
he quickly grabbed her arm and armdragged her. He held on with armbar and then
pulled her in and clotheslined her. Mitch was still trying to catch his
breath, so he locked in a bodyscissors, the same move Ingrid used to beat Max.
Ingrid spun out and grabbed Mitch's legs. She kicked at his legs for a moment
and locked in a figure four. Mitch was thrashing and screamed in pain, but he
was too close to "the ropes" and the hold was broken.

Ingrid grabbed on his legs, and slingshotted him back upright. Before Mitch
fell over, she speared him right back into the mat, probably knocking his wind
out. Ingrid knew Mitch was weakened and jumped right on his chest. She sat on
his chest and flexed in his face. "I could pin you with schoolgirl, but I want
you to tap."

She put his head between her legs and I felt sorry for Mitch, as she locked in
what looked to be a painful figure four headscissors. Mitch's head was right
up against her crotch, although he couldn't enjoy it b/c of how hard he was
being squeezed. He was yelling in pain, and soon was tapping the mat. "Oooo
owwww I submit Ingrid. You win."

Ingrid released her hold, and again, sat on Mitch's chest and flexed right in
his face. She then pulled him up and like Max, gave him a handshake and hug.
"Good match, I enjoyed making you submit."

Max went over to Ingrid and congratulated her in German. Mitch slumped over to
me and I said, "She's a great mat wrestler Mitch, you were just overmatched."
I went over to Ingrid and said, "Come on Ingrid, you need to humiliate more!"
She just laughed.

Even though the boys had lost to both Ingrid and me they still wanted the tag
match. "As a team, we plan on surprising you," Max said. "I think the surprise
will be how many times my breasts are in your face," I said.

We took another break, and I showed them some tag matches we had. Mitch
laughed at the fact that I brought our mixed tapes with me, but I always like
to show off. I showed them a match from back home where Jennifer and me took
on Petr and Bob and won handily. Everyone was laughing at the abuse where
heaped on those poor guys. Ingrid showed us some matches of her versus some
fellow German guys and girls. She really was quite good. Soon, the boys said
they were sufficiently recovered, and Ingrid and I were ready.

Before the match, I talked to Ingrid about wrestling topless. "Think of how
great it will look, you wrestling these guys with your breasts right in their
face, just total domination."

"I don't know Sara, it feels a tad weird wrestling guys almost naked."

"I do it all the time, it's so liberating, and you feel so loose. It makes the
wrestling fun. Just for this one match, and you know what, if you don't like
it, tag out to me and you can put a top on."

"Okay, you did seem to be having fun wrestling Max with your breasts all in
his face. I'll do it."

I wanted to make sure we did Ingrid's first topless match right, and we
changed so we were colour co-ordinated.

Sara/Ingrid v. Max/Mitch

We came into the centre wearing red bras and red shorts. Mitch and Max looked
stunned. We all shook hands, but before we locked up, I had a surprise for the
guys.

"You know Sara, I just feel so hot and tense in this outfit."

"Yes Ingrid, we're really wearing too much clothes."

"Let's change that. On three."

At the count of three, we both undid our bras and chucked them at our male
foes. Then we bent over and pulled down our pants, and now we were both
wearing red thongs. As we were bent over, Mitch came up and smacked my ass,
and Max did the same to Ingrid.

"You boys both know you're going to pay for that right?" I said. I knew this
tag match was going to be fun.

Ingrid and Max started it off. She took him down and got on top of him with
her breasts dangling in his face. Max got her off but Ingrid took him down
again with a waistlock and rode him on the mat. They did some mat wrestling
with Ingrid dominating. Max was tenacious and was able to put up a good fight,
and not get pinned. They were again talking trash in German. On the outside,
Mitch kept pantomiming punching my breasts and I was rubbing my legs. Ingrid
started giving Max overhead throws and then gave him a nice judo throw. Max
looked dazed and Ingrid wanted to regain her energy and she tagged me.

I ran in and splashed Max. I picked him up and gave him a few armdrags, and
held on for an armbar, while I planned my attack. I pulled him by his arm and
then gave him a short arm clothesline, and another splash. I did some mat
wrestling with him as well, just to embarrass him some more. He was fatigued,
and I easily dominated him, I locked in a waistlock, and kept taking him down
and he kept landing with a thud on the mat. I picked him up, while
waistlocked, blocked his elbow attempts and gave him a German suplex. I then
held on and gave him two more Germans. Before I could get him, he was able to
tag Mitch.

Mitch came in and we locked up. He quickly locked in a headlock, but I broke
it, I pushed him off, and then quickly locked him in a headlock. "Like my
breasts Mitchell? Sorry I don't have any milk for you." I broke it, kneed him
in the stomach and this time got him another headlock, but bulldogged him. I
gave Mitch a splash and kneed him in the stomach. I was waiting for him to get
up, so I could nail him with something. I saw him stirring and climbed up. I
flew through the air going for a flying bodypress but Mitch still had his wits
about him and moved. I wiped out on the mat, and Mitch gave me an elbow to the
back. He turned me over, but only got a one count.

Mitch gave me a splash, then dropped a knee on my ribs. He pulled me up, and
started chopping me. Mitch's chops stung, and he chopped me right in the tits.
"I DO love your breasts Sara. I love making them red!" On instinct, I reversed
and started chopping him, but he kneed me in the stomach. A suplex put me
down, and I was in pain and groaning, especially after he chopped my ribs.
Mitch then locked in a bodyscissors. With my ribs as weak as they were, this
move seriously hurt. I waved off Ingrid to save me, I was going to break this
myself.

"Tap Sara! Come on, tap!" I had never submitted to Mitch before, and wasn't
about to start now. I took a second to collect my thoughts, tried to shut out
the pain, and then started pushing. Mitch was trying to hang on and I was
trying to break out of it. I made one big grunt and was able to break his grip
and get his legs off of me. I also made sure to move closer to "the ropes" in
case he locked it in again. Mitch was a bit fatigued and went to tag Max.
Before I could tag Ingrid back in, Max cut me off with an elbow. Mitch and Max
then hit me with a suplex.

Max got me in a front facelock. He tried to suplex me again, but I fought it
and blocked his knee attempt. He released me and I got a clothesline. We both
fell to the mat. Max got up first, and dropped another elbow. I was on my
front and Max decided to taunt me. Mitch was shaking his head, because he
knows taunting me leads to doom. Max smacked my ass a few times and laughed.
He then went to get me in a Boston crab. I was pissed about the ass smacking,
and spun him off and he landed on the floor. I jumped on him and gave him some
knees to the back. I felt I just had enough energy and he went flying back
with a German. I crawled over and there was Ingrid anxiously awaiting to get
in. I tagged her.

Ingrid ran in and speared the hell out of Max the minute he got up. She
started beating the crap out of him, totally dominating him on the mat, and
taunting him in German. She was throwing him all over the place, I was going
crazy and Mitch looked worried. She gave him a huge backdrop and then was
dropping knees, working over HIS ribs. Turnabout is fair play. After throwing
him around for a bit, Ingrid steadied him and speared him again. Max yelled in
pain, and Ingrid looked at me and winked. She drilled Max with a gordbuster.
She then turned him and locked him in a bodyscissors. Before he could tap,
Mitch ran in and attacked Ingrid.

Mitch threw Ingrid off, and got her in a waistlock and threw her to the mat.
Before he could do anything to her, I said "Don't you think about it!" and ran
in with a clothesline that knocked him silly. We actually started slugging it
out, and he nailed me in the ribs. That caught me off guard, but I retaliated
with a few punches in the stomach. Ingrid came from behind and got a waistlock
takedown, driving Mitch into the mat. "Go take care of Max, I got this guy."
Max looked like he was stirring, and I ran over to take care of him.

I pulled Max up and gave him a belly to belly suplex and started throwing him
around. I monkeyflipped him to the mat. I knew he was done, and had to get
revenge. "It's funny how before you were spanking my ass, but now I'm kicking
yours!" I bodyslammed him and then pulled down his pants and gave him a
spanking. I noticed Mitch was giving Ingrid a pretty good fight and ran over
to help. I tripped Mitch up and held him down as Ingrid gave him a splash. We
picked Mitch up and gave him a double suplex, and then gave him a double
gordbuster suplex. Mitch was almost done, and I ran over to scissor Max.

I locked in my headscissor Max and he started moaning and yelling in pain but
I realised something before he tapped. "You know something Ingrid, you and Max
are the legal guys in this match, so you have to beat him to win." Ingrid
laughed, and agreed, and we had to switch guys. I slammed Mitch, and both guys
were lying next to each other. I started rubbing my elbow and told Ingrid to
do the same. Luckily her room had enough things to jump off of, and in the
span of a few seconds, my elbow and Ingrid's elbow crashed into our respective
boyfriend's bodies.

I locked Mitch in my headscissors, and Ingrid locked Max in a reverse
headscissors. You had to envy Max's position, having his head right in his
girlfriend's ass and him all over her body. Sadly for him, he was in lots of
pain. Mitch didn't even try to escape and began tapping. "You're not the legal
man Mitch, Max has to tap to end it. Sorry, but have to keep you in to make
sure you don't attack Ingrid."

Max struggled for a few seconds but knew it was fruitless, and poor Mitch had
to wait for the inevitable. Soon Max was tapping. "I give, I give," he said in
German. Ingrid released her legs, and I let Mitch out. We had won, and now it
was time for fun.

I jumped back on Mitch, flexed in his face, and started smothering. I kinda
felt bad for him, as he did wrestle a good match, and Max was mostly to blame.
As I was smothering him, I noticed Ingrid was just sitting on Max's chest, not
really doing anything.

"Come on Ingrid, rub those breasts in his face. You earned it, show Max who is
boss."

"I don't know, it just feels kind of weird."

"I'm having a good time doing it. Well if you don't want to smother him, about
facesitting. You know, rub your ass and crotch all over his face. Your reverse
headscissor was basically doing it anyway."

"Fine, I will facesit."

I had begun facesitting Mitch myself, and I looked over and Ingrid flexed
right in Mitch's face, and then sat astride his face and began rubbing in her
victory. Her crotch and ass were all over Max's face. I applauded her and she
said, "You know? This is kinda fun!"

As I was facesitting Mitch, I was bothered. Yea we won the match, but I
struggled mightily in the tag match. I let those two clowns dominate me. While
I was happy I won both my singles matches, I wanted to show how Ingrid and Max
how dominant Sara could be.

We facesat the boys for a little while before pulling them up and giving them
the requisite handshake. Mitch's involved some more smothering, but I showed
some good sportsmanship. We lay on the couch watching some wrestling, and I
let the boys recover. Then I told them about the two matches I had in mind.

End of Part1. Part 2 will appear tomorrow.

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