Sara and Mitch's European Vacation Part 2
By Bob Barron <folklore81@yahoo.com>
Sara has two more matches up her sleeve to cap off a night of mixed wrestling


The night so far had been in a success. Ingrid had easily beaten Max and
Mitch, and I had also taken care of both boys quite easily. We teamed up for a
match and it ended with Max tapping to Ingrid's bodyscissors. Even though we
were 5-0, I wasn't satisfied. The boys had controlled me in the tag match, and
I had to get my revenge. Then I came up with two more matches, that I know
that if the girls won, would truly show off our dominance.

I approached the boys with my challenge.

"I beat you both in singles matches, and won a tag. But I'm not satisfied, and
I hope Ingrid's not either. I challenge you guys to a handicap match, me v.
the both of you. And after that, Ingrid will take on both of you." "Sara-"
Ingrid said. I could tell Mitch was thinking of a way to deny it without
sounding like a pussy when Max cut in. "So Mitch and I against you. Two on
one?" "You got it Max. You can tag out as much as you'd like, and I have to
pin both of you to win." "You're on Sara. I think you and Ingrid are in over
your head." I looked at Mitch, and he just shook his head. "Sara, are you- "I
even got a little deal for you. I know how much you boys seem to love our
asses, so, if I win, you both have to kiss my ass. Same with Ingrid. And if
you win, I'll kiss both your asses. If you beat Ingrid, she'll do the same."
"Deal!"

Before we started, Ingrid pulled me aside, obviously concerned. "A tag match
is one thing, but fighting both of them?" I explained to her how much fun and
rewarding handicap matches can be, and told her I have an undefeated record.

"You saw Mitch, he didn't look that confident did he? He knows how good I am.
And you're just as good as I am, you'll do fine. Think of how powerful you'll
feel defeating two men at the same time." "Okay Sara, I hope you're right."
"Watch me, you're going to do fine."

I was a bit pissed over the boys controlling me in the tag match, so I wanted
to show I was serious, so I wore a bikini top and shorts. I could tell Mitch
was nervous because of my dominance in handicap matches, but he didn't tell
Max. Max looked very confident, and I laughed when Mitch had him start.

Even though he was wary of facing me in the handicap match, I think Mitch
really wanted to prove himself. I had easily dominated him, and Ingrid had
embarrassed him in their match. In the tag match, he had done well, but his
partner dropped the ball.

Sara v. Max and Mitch

Max and I faced off. Max had a smile on his face and we faced off looking for
position. I tripped him up and he landed on the mat. He got up, and I did it
again. Just to mess with him, I proceeded to do it two more times. The smile
was off his face. He came at me, but I sidestepped him, locked my arms around
him and threw him to the mat. I jumped on top of him and got him a front
facelock. I stood up with him still in the facelock, and then kneed him in the
stomach. I then gave him a suplex and he went crashing to the mat.

I let him get his bearings, and we locked up. I pushed him back, chopped him
and then fired off an armdrag. He tried to rush at me again, and I was able to
block him, give him another knee and slammed him. I picked him up and locked
him in a bearhug. His back was killing him and he was yelling in pain. "So, am
I in over my head now?" I threw him to the mat, and gave him an overhead throw
and he landed near Mitch. I didn't mind, and as he went to tag Mitch, I flexed
at both of them.

Mitch came in and we got in a lockup. I could tell Mitch wanted to look good
here, and he was pushing harder then he usually did. It was a stalemate at
first, but I was able to push him in the corner. He moved out of the way of a
chop and put up his hands for a test of strength. Had I defeated him in a test
of strength in our first match, and I could tell he wanted revenge. Mitch
forgot that I was pumped for this match and I was no match for him. He
immediately started straining and found himself on his knees. I let go, and
again, flexed in his face. He used the opportunity to quickly try and trip me
up. It caught me by surprise and I fell to the mat. Before he could do
anything, I hopped up. Mitch called for another test of strength.

As we locked wrists, a thought came to me and I kneed him in the gut. As he
slumped to the mat I said, "You were so going to do the same thing." He
moaned, "Damn, you're good." I picked Mitch up by the hair and locked him in a
headlock as I plotted my next move. Mitch said, "This isn't ahhh as fun when
you're not topless. I responded by giving him a bulldog that caused him to be
lying on the mat. Ingrid was going crazy yelling encouragement. Max was trying
to yell encouragement, but two suplexes I gave to Mitch shut him up. He looked
on in disblief. I realised I wanted to punish Max more, since he doubted my
superiority, so I slammed Mitch and gave him a belly to belly suplex to his
partner.

Max came and had no chance, as I was on a roll. He was still somewhat beaten
up, and I threw him all over the mat. "It's funny, you said I was in over my
head, but ... .I'm throwing you over my head." I gave him a monkeyflip and
then drilled him with a clothesline. He was moaning in pain. I gave him a
release German and he once again went flying across the mat. Mitch hung his
head, while Ingrid cheered me on. I knew I could beat him then, but I was on
such an adrenaline rush that Max had to endure one more. I lifted him up for a
suplex and wanted to see how long I could him up for. I lasted a few seconds
and he went crashing to the mat. I then jumped off and drilled him with an
elbow.

1 ... 2 ... I knew Mitch was going to make a last ditch effort to run in, so I
jumped off, and Mitch accidentally nailed his partner. Mitch looked befuddled
and I flew at him (jumping over Max) and speared him to the mat. I then picked
him up and drilled him with a spinebuster. Both guys were writhing in pain and
I said, "Mitch, Max got to feel the power of my slams, now it's your turn." I
picked up Mitch and slammed him, and then drilled him with a powerslam, as he
moaned in pain. "Watch this one," I said to Ingrid. I locked Mitch in a full
nelson, lifted him in the air, removed one of his arms and drilled him into
the mat. I was pretty spent, and I had one more hold left to destroy both men.
I picked Mitch up and press slammed him ... dropping him right on Max. Both
men were basically knocked out at this point, and I delivered a flying elbow
to Mitch. Mitch screamed in pain, as Max was writhing in pain.

Both boys were lying next to each other and I got in the middle. I put one
finger on Max's chest and one finger on Mitch's. 1 ... 2 ... 3. I jumped in
the air, happy that I had easily dominated the two men and proved my point. In
my dominating handicap matches I usually like to draw them out and play with
the guys and making it fun, but I had something to prove. Max had doubted my
ability in these matches and I was coming off a poor performance, and had to
show the guys how dominant I could be.

"Wow, just wow," Ingrid said. "Thanks, I hope you didn't mind what I did to
Max." "Nah, he should've put up a better fight. I need to get a picture of
this!"

Ingrid went and got a camera- and we picked the perfect pose that truly showed
my dominance. I put my bikini top on Max's face and my shorts on Mitch's head,
got in between in the two and flexed. It was a great shot.

I stood over the men and said, "First things first- right now I should be
smothering and facesitting you guys but I'm going to hold off. You guys still
have a match against the lovely Ingrid, and I'm so confident she's going to be
dominant in victory, that I'm saving my smothering and facesitting until then.
And you guys still have to kiss my ass, but again, saving that for later.
Ingrid, don't let me down!"

The match didn't happen immediately after. I had beaten the boys up pretty
badly and we took another very long break watching videos. Max was an
excellent sportsman and he made sure to shake my hand and say how impressed he
was. We decided to watch some footage of me in handicapped matches, including
a tape I made that was just footage of me v. Mitch and his brother Scott.
Everyone laughed, including Mitch at the way I kept dominating the brothers.
"If I had seen this tape, I think I would've reconsidered the handicap match,"
Max laughed.

We also watched some more footage of Ingrid facing off against some of the
local guys in her area. I really was impressed at how good at she was at
outwrestling the guys and how good she was at strategizing. If a guy was too
big, she'd figure out how to outwrestle him, if she wrestled a smaller man,
she would use her strength and overpower him. I was confident she'd be able to
take care of Max and Mitch. Both guys soon said they were fit to wrestle, and
the final battle was about to begin.

I gave Ingrid a pep talk before the match. I could tell she was nervous and I
said, "Listen Ingrid, you saw what I did out there, you can kick these guys
ass." "But Sara, you have wrestled many handicap matches, this is my first
time. I'm just a bit scared." "Just beat one, then take care of the other.
You're a great wrestler, you can beat them. Always stay focused, you can and
will do this. You beat Max tonight, you beat Mitch, you saved me in the tag
match, just beat one, then the other." "One, then the other. I think I'm
ready."

Over at the other end, Mitch was trying to get Max ready. "Listen Max, it
hasn't been our night. And while beating a woman in a handicap match doesn't
sound like a great accomplishment, at least we'll have one victory." "I know,
it's just after that last handicap match-" "Sara's very experienced at these
matches. This is Ingrid's first. We've lost six straight matches, let's show
these girls that we're not pushovers and get a win." "Okay, Mitchell, I'm with
you. Let's show Ingrid what we've got!"

Ingrid v. Max/Mitch

Ingrid, like me, was wearing a blue bikini top and shorts. Mitch had wanted to
make a good showing in the previous handicap match and while he was decent, he
and his partner ended up being totally dominated.

Ingrid and Mitch shook hands and jockeyed for position. As they were locking
up, Mitch was able to get a waistlock and take her down. Ingrid quickly got
back up. After a few seconds, she locked him in a waistlock and threw him
right to the mat. Mitch got up and smiled and bulldozed her right to the mat.

Mitch and Ingrid were soon fighting it out on the mat in a furious technical
wrestling battle. Ingrid was easily the better wrestler, as she was always one
step up ahead of him. She kept getting him in takedowns and twisting his body
in bits and pieces as Mitch was fighting on the defensive. He was breaking the
holds, going at it with her again and just trying to counter any hold Ingrid
got him into. Watching it up close, I realised how good she was at rolling on
the mat.

She soon started getting him in pinning combination after pinning combination.
She couldn't pin him, because after all his mat wrestling encounters with me,
Mitch was an expert at knowing how not to get pinned. Ingrid tried to get him
in a schoolgirl pin but Mitch threw her off. Mitch and Ingrid locked up again
and Ingrid got an armdrag, and again they battled furiously on the mat, with
Mitch hanging on.

As I was watching the match, and realising that Ingrid would be ridiculously
ahead on points if this was an amateur wrestling match, I soon figured out
Mitch's strategy. He knew Ingrid was very competitive about showing off her
mat wrestling, so why not goad her into constantly wrestling him knowing it
would tire her out. As I watched Ingrid flip Mitch over her head and dive on
him again, I became worried. I wanted to yell something to Ingrid, but knew it
would be cheating.

Luckily Ingrid soon figured out that she had established her dominance and
after Mitch was able to block up another one of her schoolgirl pin attempts,
she pulled him up and as they looked for an opening, she surprised him with a
clothesline out of nowhere. And thus ended an excellent Ingrid mat wrestling
session. Even though she hadn't been able to pin Mitch, she was so crisp in
her takedowns and reversals that she could've competed for any high school.

Mitch staggered up from his clothesline and Ingrid speared him right into the
mat. In German I could here her saying "I outwrestled you, now I'm kicking
your ass." She locked him in a Boston Crab and Mitch screamed out in pain. He
was a bit exhausted from all the wrestling but was able to crawl to the ropes.

Ingrid also looked tired, and I was concerned. The key to winning handicap
matches is to pace yourself with each guy. Kick one guy's ass, then the
other's so they have nothing left if they both try to come after you. Jennifer
could dominate almost any guy without breaking a sweat, but she also had
trouble strategising in handicap matches and lost a lot of them before she
learned how to do well. Ingrid sat there collecting her breath, and Mitch knew
there was no point in fighting anymore. He went to tag Max.

Max and Ingrid locked up and Ingrid locked in a headlock and took him down to
the mat. She just sat there with the headlock on, conserving energy and
forcing Max to make the move. Max was finally able to break it and they got up
facing each other. Ingrid went for a clothesline but Max ducked, locked his
arms around her, and took her down. He started rolling around the mat with
her. Ingrid quickly got on top of him, slapped him around a bit and stepped
back.

They faced off again and Max went for a takedown but Ingrid shooed him away.
Max went for another takedown, but Ingrid was able to block it and took him
down. They were fighting on the mat and again Ingrid was dominating. I knew
she had this ego about proving herself to be the better wrestler, but I was
worried it was going to cost her. She was doing the same thing that she did to
Mitch, getting Max into all sorts of holds. Max wasn't as good a scientific
wrestler as Mitch was and I could tell Mitch was worried he'd get himself
pinned. I could also hear them trashtalking in German but I couldn't
understand it.

Max was struggling to keep from getting pinned but I could see that Ingrid was
again starting to get a bit winded. I really enjoyed seeing this German girl
just get her boyfriend into all these crazy positions and keep him under her
control. After scissoring his arm, Ingrid then advanced into the bodyscissors.
I cheered, Max groaned, Mitch freaked and Ingird cheered. As I was waiting for
Max to tap to the mat and Mitch was wondering whether to run in, Max looked at
Mitch and waved him off. "I ahhh not done ahhh yet." Max attempted to break
free but was too weak. As he was straining, he looked and saw "the ropes" and
stuck out his leg and was barely able to make it. Ingrid cursed and Max had
broken free. Ingrid was catching her breath and looked over at me and shrugged
her shoulders. I mouthed "Annihilate them" in German and I think she got the
message.

As Max got up, she speared the hell out of him and then gave him a brutal
release German. Max was right next to Mitch though and Mitch blind tagged the
dazed fighter. Mitch ran at Ingrid but she calmly was able to get an overhead
throw. She proceeded to keep throwing Mitch over her head, as he didn't know
what hit him. He got back up, and she took his head off with a vicious
clothesline. Ingrid usually wasn't this aggressive or aiming to hurt, but she
had gotten her adrenaline rush and I think really wanted to know what it was
like to beat two men.

Mitch barely staggered up, and Ingrid slapped him right in the face. She then
kneed him the gut and picked him up and drilled him with a few snap suplexes.
She gave him a bodyslam and Mitch was starting to groan in pain. Mitch was
dragged up and she drove his face into her knee, and I'm surprised he wasn't
knocked out right there. Ingrid then started working over his legs for a few
minutes. She then yelled "It's over!" in German and locked in a half Boston
Crab, since last time she tried a full Boston Crab.

Mitch was trying to do anything to escape, and it looked like he was going to
have to tap. Ingrid's back was to Max and she did not see him run in and break
the hold. Everyone fell to the mat in the heap. Now was Ingrid's ultimate
test. Could she fight off both guys? Ingrid got up, faced off against Max and
said bring it. She looked at me and winked. I wonder what she was up to.

She dove at Max and they were rolling around for a bit. I could see Mitch
stirring and was staring to get worried as she was thrashing around with Max.
She picked up Max and drilled him with a gordbuster as Mitch was starting to
slowly get up. She laid on Max, 1..2 ... NO. Max barely lifted a shoulder up.
As Mitch was making his way toward Ingrid, she clotheslined him. She then
yelled to me "Watch this!" She went over to Max and rolled him into a small
package. 1..2..3, Max was toast. She chucked Max off the mat.

I thought it was a genius move to simply just roll Max up since he was too
exhausted to break it up. I was definitely going to look into that. Now all
she had was Mitch. I could tell she was exhausted but luckily Mitch was beat
up.

Mitch got up and looked almost out of it, but I could tell he wanted to win.
They went at it in a test of strength. Ingrid was easily winning so Mitch
kneed her in the gut twice, slapped her and drilled her with a clothesline.
Mitch went up hoping to hit his frog splash and get a win. Mitch went to hit
it but he was so beat up, that it took him too long to get into position. By
the time he hit the mat, Ingrid had moved out of the way. He screamed out in
pain.

Ingrid went right up to him and smacked him in the face. "One women, two men,
pathetic." She locked in her bodyscissors. Mitch's ribs were killing him from
all of Ingrid's moves earlier and his missed frog splash. He screamed in pain
and did everything he could to break it. Ingrid was holding on for dear life
and Mitch kept straining. He looked around and saw he couldn't break it by
touching "the ropes". I was ready to explode, while Max looked on at disbelief
at his girlfriend who had developed a mean streak.

Mitch kept screaming in pain and made a few more attempts to wiggle out. His
last attempt was so pathetic that I almost laughed, but I admired him for not
giving up so easily and trying his hardest to win the match and save face. He
really didn't want to lose. Mitch looked around and accepted his fate. He
tapped the mat twice and said, "Ohhh I submit. Fuck, I give."

Ingrid immediately released the hold and got on her knees and celebrated. She
was pumping her fist and just looked exhausted. I ran up to her and gave her a
big hug. "I don't know how you make it look so easy Sara, that was
impossible!"

"It was impossible for the boys to do anything against you, you're the one who
kicked their ass." Ingrid laughed and I raised her hand. I then went, picked
up Max and dropped him next to the beaten Mitch on the mat. He knew not to
resist.

"Now Ingrid, these boys just put you through a grueling handicap match. And
put me through a less gruelling match. Now they deserve a reward/punishment."

"Let's do it!"

I stood over Max, and she stood over Mitch. We took off our bikini tops and
pulled down our shorts. She wearing a purple thong, I a blue one. As I started
smothering Max, she went over to Mitch, grabbed his head and rubbed it right
in her crotch. She wasn't a gentle smotherer like I was, she was suffocating
poor Mitch with her breasts. I facesat Max for a long time, I really wanted
him to experience all my Canadian crotch and ass had to offer. As I turned
around back to smother him, I could tell he was smiling. Ingrid was still
suffocating Mitch, but before he passed out, she let up, turned him over and
gave him a spanking.

As I kept rubbing my breasts on Max's face, I could tell Ingrid was having fun
coming up with ways to dominate Mitch. She loved having him sit upright and
just bury his face in her tits and she even facesat and smothered the back of
his head as a joke. She also loved using her crotch, she stood over him and
rubbed it all over his face. She loved facesitting, she really made sure Mitch
understood who was boss. While Max was smiling at it, Mitch just seemed
resigned to his fate.

After about 40 minutes, we decided to trade guys. Before we did, I told Ingrid
we had to get some great handicap domination shots. She put Mitch's head in
her left breast, and Max in her right and began to rub both their heads in.
Then she did it to their crotch.

I always enjoyed dominating Mitch and I think he preferred my soft seductive
smothers, rather then Ingrid's suffocating breasts. Max looked like he was
loving his head being right in Ingrid's crotch. Mitch shook his head at him
but I quickly stopped that by putting my breasts in his face. He whispered to
me "Look what you turned her into," as Ingrid was having the time of her life
smothering the hell out of Max.

After that went on for another hour I said, "While I'm done smothering and
facesitting guys for now, we made a deal about these handicap matches. My ass
is a bit dry and I think I need it to be kissed. Ingrid's too." Ingrid made
sure to shake both boys hands as she pulled them up, thanking them for a great
match.

I stood up and pulled my thong down. Ingrid grabbed Max, and made him kiss my
left cheek, then my right one. Then she rubbed his face in my ass. "I love it,
feels great!" I exclaimed. She then got Mitch. Mitch reluctantly kissed my
left and right cheek and got his face rubbed in my ass for his trouble.

"My turn!" Ingrid yelled and she had her thong down just as mine was up. I
gathered Mitch and said "Honey, you're getting an up-close view of female ass,
enjoy it!" I made him kiss left and right and his head got rubbed in her ass.
Max was next and of course, he enjoyed it.

We had smothered, facesat, dominated and made the boys kiss our ass but there
was still one thing left to do. I grabbed Max and slammed him on the mat, and
Ingrid did the same to Mitch. We got our bras, and used them to tie both of
them. Ingrid was beaming, she thought this was such a great idea. The boys
were left lying there and we facesat them a little more. I bet Max had never
experienced like this, if only he knew this had happened to Mitch more then a
few times.

Ingrid and I went to lie on our couch and talk about the handicap matches. I
was giving her pointers on how to do the more efficiently, and she was giving
me advice on how to handle Mitch. We also watched each other's fights on video
and gave more critiques and pointers. Just by talking to her I think I was
becoming a better wrestler. That night we all fell asleep, and I made sure to
untie both boys.

The next morning we woke up and exchanged sores and marks. Mitch's ribs were
hurting and his neck was bugging him, I had some spots on my body, Ingrid
looked perfectly fine and Max looked like someone had kicked his ass.

Before we left Max said, " Mixed Armwrestling?" I laughed and shook my head.
We found a table, put our arms together and it didn't take very long for me to
notch another victory. Ingrid and Mitch then locked arms. This one lasted a
little longer then Max and me but Mitch just didn't have his wind and his arm
was slammed down.

Ingrid easily dispatched Max and then I took on Mitch. And after a few seconds
of straining, I finally got my revenge for our previous armwrestling match and
slammed him down.

We shook hands and right before we left I gave Max a hug, and rubbed his head
in my chest one last time. He laughed and we were on our way. I wondered what
Ingrid would be like now that she had truly developed a mean streak?

Mitch looked at me and said, "I'm never travelling anywhere with you again.
Somehow, my head always ends up in your legs and some other woman kicks my
ass!" We looked at each other and we began to laugh. What a great trip.

The End

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