The Science of Smothers - Ortega Hatch & Wicke Sykes

[ADarlingDucky]

Ortega had been pretty confident when she managed to grab hold of Wicke's thick thighs and roll her over for a boston crab, as the hold was simple enough to keep a good hold on and stretch out Wicke's spine, but she didn't realize how seasoned Wicke really was! And she'd find out when the scientist would suddenly bend in such a way that let her slip out of the hold and suddenly sit up atop Ortega, sending her down to the mat and quickly shifting to sit atop her face, a familiar position for the social media star! And so now Ortega was once more left with her face in Wicke's crotch, her soft thighs squishing the smaller woman's face as the heavyweight began to grind back and forth, Ortega purring happily into her groin!

"Mmmmmph... Mmmmhhh!" Ortega grunted, knowing that she needed to get out from underneath Wicke but also definitely not minding this position, fighting off the urge to snuggle against her foe's most sensitive areas! Instead, she'd attempt to plant her feet on the mat and bridge her back, attempting to make an awkward bend and force Wicke off of her, though if the scientist was motivated, it might be hard to toss her off!

[SwordSavior1]

Wicke had faith that Ortega would at least make an immediate attempt to escape the smother, even if it is indisputably proven that her student adored these type of positions. The purplette doubling down on her position provided incentive and temporary comfort. The sound of feet touching the mat graced Wicke's ears, so a sign of rocking the boat.

Ortega through her awkward bend managed to suspend her teacher up a few inches, forcing the large woman to shift around through loss of balance. A trial was still a trial, so she tried to double down further but acted a second too late. "Ooooh" A brief slide forward and Wicke would find no longer find herself laying on that adorable warm face, instead she would be kneeling with the prone woman laying behind.

[ADarlingDucky]

Despite the warm snugness that having her face stuffed into Wicke's crotch had provided, Ortega knew that if her teacher had managed to sit on her face and smother her out just like this, so early on, it would have meant that she had a severe smother problem that she needed to fix! Fortunately for her though, she didn't fall victim to the warm embrace of Wicke's body atop hers, and instead, she'd bridge her back and push at Wicke's hefty frame, managing to topple the heavyweight off of her, and free herself! And as Ortega greedily got some air back in her lungs, she'd roll over and see Wicke with her back facing away from her, and she knew that now was a chance for her to make a move!

"Oh Wiiiiiiicke..." Ortega called out in a singsong voice, before attempting to jump on Wicke's back and force her down flat onto her stomach, attempting to get her down and end up sitting on her back! And if she did, Ortega would grab the scientist's arms, pulling them up and over her legs, before lacing her fingers together under Wicke's chin and wrenching back on it, placing her teacher in a painful camel clutch!

[SwordSavior1]

Rather than force Ortega into smothered rehab, her friend was eager to cooperate by taking a stronger stance compared to the previous bout. Gasping as she gained an unwanted passenger, Wicke found herself impressed by the rookie's coordination in draping her arms and transitioning into the classic hold. "Aahhhhhh~ Well done!" Her groans and warped facial expressions were clear evidence that Ortega had the basics wrapped down.

Far from the heaviest of adversaries, Wicke was able to shuffle across the mat rather slowly. "Go on...or are you just an average specimen?" Somehow able to mutter this remark to motivate Ortega into piling on the pressure.

[ADarlingDucky]

Once Wicke was down on her stomach, Ortega wasted no time in trying to take the advantage over her heavyweight teacher, immediately mounting Wicke's back and reaching down to grab hold of her arms, pulling them backwards, up and over her legs to trap the limbs! And from there, Ortega would lace her fingers together underneath Wicke's chin and wrench back as hard as she could, suddenly folding the exceptionally curvy heavyweight backwards, torturing her spine and holding her captive in the hold, something Wicke seemed pleased by, if through the pain! But at her encouragement, Ortega would continue looking for ways to up the submission to the next level, and deciding that Wicke's body was pretty irresistible, she had an idea on what to do next!

"Well, I'd hate to be considered an average specimen... so why don't you go ahead and tell me how this feels?" Ortega said with a smile on her face, as she'd suddenly shift her hands from wrenching backwards on the scientist's chin, before sliding them down along her body, and instead grabbing onto Wicke's breasts! Ortega's hands would get a firm hold on her opponent's massive tits, cupping them gently before using them to pull backwards on Wicke and stretch her spine, while she was also now able to fondle and grope her instructor to her heart's content, which she immediately began to take full advantage of!

[SwordSavior1]

"Hrggghhhhh..." Practically becoming a steed for her student as she tried to not collapse from the spine straining submission, but neither hinder Ortega until the next phase. Instead of her passenger playing follow the leader through the 'Steamroller' , the purplette was forcibly left victim to something just as arousing. "Oooohh...well done~ Ahhhhh!" A grade wasn't necessary when Wicke's purrs were enough to enforce that the rookie knew a few means to seduce and arouse larger prey.

Thus another race against the clock to show more of their skills before Wicke's burning bossom could spill out. "Very well...proceed" Challenging her rider to either prepare for another line of attack or take stronger measures. While heels dug into the mat, Wicke took a massive gasp of air before attempting to elevate her body with student in tow. If this wasn't thwarted, she would slowly regain her footing, even if a stubborn passenger might try to bring her down.

[ADarlingDucky]

With Her training partner trapped and at her mercy at the moment, Ortega saw fit to indulge herself a bit, as she decided to shift her camel clutch from one that would cause only pain, and mix it with a bit of pleasure as she reached down to grope Wicke's breasts! Ortega squeeze, jiggled, and groped to her heart's content, playing with the scientists incredibly curvy figure, with Wicke seeming to enjoy it as well as she moaned underneath the middleweight, Ortega looking as pleased as could be as she stretched out the larger woman! Still, Wicke had a good deal of size on her, and so even as Ortega had her bent and played with her body, Wicke would slowly but surely begin to collect herself, managing to shift Ortega enough to get her feet underneath her, enough so that she would begin to rise!

"Well, if you insist... I need to keep you down!" Ortega said, knowing that if Wicke got all the way up it might end badly for her, and so she'd suddenly shift her grip away from her training partner's breasts, instead wrapping an arm around her neck in a sleeperhod! If Wicke wanted to keep rising, she'd have to do so with Ortega suddenly wrapping her legs and arms around her, scissoring her waist and squeezing her neck, latching on like a backpack to try and squeeze her enough so that she would be forced to fall right back down!

[SwordSavior1]

A mental simulation and Wicke imagined facing her opponent in an actual fair rematch felt plausible, especially with their elaborate methods when it comes erotic yet effective moves. Instead it felt like the scientist herself was dissected for the current master's indulgence. However Wicke's size advantage and will wasn't to be trifled with. Gradually rising to an upright posture and thus the carrier, Wicke was prepared to drive her friend into the mat, but it seemed they still had a bit of drive despite dangling around.

"......" Thus Wicke's cheeks turned flush again as a bicep constricted her throat. A lack of conversation was a minor setback to Wicke's ascension, but then the squeeze from those toned legs and arms were enough to provoke yet another squeal from the heavyweight. The strain forced the purplette to flail around helpless, unable to find stable ground. Eventually Ortega's efforts paid off as the mother would plummet to a kneel, having lost plenty of breath for naught as she was left more vulnerable!

[ADarlingDucky]

Holding on tightly to Wicke, it was soon something of a concern for Ortega when she realized that despite needing to bring along her full weight to do so, Wicke was beginning to slowly push herself back up to her feet, rising steadily in order to get some more control! However, Ortega knew that if Wicke managed to get up, she would be in trouble, and so the social medial star would wrap herself tightly around Wicke, squeezing her even harder as she attempted to rise, a bodyscissor and sleeperhold combo helping slowly guide the purple haired woman back down! As Wicke collapsed back to her knees, Ortega let out a brief sigh, before an idea to keep her partner pacified would creep into her head, and she'd teasingly lean her head around to slide towards Wicke's face!

"Oh Wiiiiiiicke..." Ortega coo'd, and as she gently turned Wicke's face towards her own, she'd lean in and plant a long, intimate kiss on the larger woman, pressing their lips tightly together in a gentle and loving act! It was quite the sensual maneuver, but she hoped that it would cause Wicke to melt even further in her grasp, and sink into the passionate liplock as Ortega continued to build her advantage!

[SwordSavior1]

As their spar proceeded, the more introductory sessions would be replaced by more intermediate in the planner. Having had her air and stance sealed by cut short by the sudden sleepers, she plummeted to a vulnerable kneel. Thus back to square one where Wicke was left immobile until she regained the strength to shake off Ortega's advances. The moment she no longer felt like a statue, Wicke had to take the risk of crushing her sparring partner.

However her passenger came in with another draining attack both physically and mentally. While they have been intimate plenty of times, Ortega's lips had such an overpowering scent and texture that overwhelmed Wicke's senses. "Mmmmm..." Rather than engage in the kiss duel, she was hypnotised into letting the rookie ravish her further. Bedroom eyes were practically an invitation.