The Smother Student Becomes A Smother Master - Amy Gardner Meets Holly Matheson

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With Holly and Amy both standing up and righting themselves after their brief break thanks to Holly's toss, but after a moment of squaring off once more, Amy and Holly would come together in yet another test of strength, locking up as they shoved each other backwards! For a brief moment it seemed that they were relatively evenly matched, but it slowly became apparent that Holly had perhaps tired herself out too much from tossing Amy off of her, and she slowly but surely began to be pushed backwards to the ropes! And not only that, but it seemed like she might have been too distracted by Amy's words, as she cried out in surprise, and as she did so, Amy surged forwards and forced her right up against the corner post behind her!

Holly collided against the pads with a thud, but the impact seemed to immediately force the little air she had regained right back out of her, and Amy watched as Holly collapsed to her ass in the corner, a prime target! The Brit seemed to know very well what fate awaited her, but begging Amy not to go through with it likely wouldn't work on most other opponents, and certainly not in a real match!

This was going to have to be a learning opportunity!

"If you don't want me to, you're going to have to stop me Holly!" Amy cried, hiking her bottoms up to get them as skintight as possible, before she would turn and present her back to Holly, showing her massive rear end to her victim! Amy reached out and gripped the ropes on either side of her, making it clear that this was a do or die time for the black haired beauty!

"Hope you're ready!" Amy chirped, and whether or not Holly was, the brunette would suddenly drop herself down, and if her foe didn't move, take a nice seat on Holly's face as she began to wiggle her hips side to side, applying an incredibly thorough stinkface!

[Luncha_Libre]

Holly was breathing hard as Amy pushed her into the corner. The British Bombshell could feel the sweat from her body starting to soak into her gym clothes, an unwelcome distraction even as Amy pushed her into the corner ringpost. Holly’s body quivered as she struggled against Amy, but the heavier-set woman was set on getting Holly to the corner, and there seemed to be nothing she could do about it.

“Oooh, no,” Holly whimpered, as she realized that her pleas for mercy were getting her nowhere. Holly’s cheeks flushed, embarrassed as her begging caught up with her. Holly went down hard, falling on her butt, left looking up at Amy as the other girl got into position. “Oooh, nononono …” Holly shook her head, tears forming as she anticipated the very worst. Holly’s eyes opened wide in fear as Amy presented her backside, taking in Amy’s very generous curves. Holly raised her arms protectively, but it was way too late to stop her now. Holly’s heart was pounding, and she was in a panic. She realized that Amy was right, the only person who could stop this was Holly. So why couldn’t she?

“AAAAAAH!” Holly cried out as Amy’s large ass filled her entire field of vision. Holly shook her head, in denial of big, round reality about to come smashing into her face. Sure enough, Amy’s big ass engulfed Holly’s face, smothering out her pretty features! Holly’s arms flailed around pathetically, stuck between the ropes. Holly’s arms whipped around in a pathetic whirlwind, not even trying to resist, simply a result of the British Bombshell’s usual prim and posh exterior once again crumbling to dust when she was presented with a real danger! Holly’s legs flailed around, kicking the mat, her body bouncing up and down as Amy’s ass smothered her face out.

“MmMffff!!” Holly’s muffled cries turned into sobs as Amy rubbed in her stinkface, grinding her ass tighter and tighter against her face. Holly tried to breath, and she could barely get any air. Holly’s eyes watered, panic starting to set in as she realized how close she was to running out of air completely.

[ADarlingDucky]

Once Holly had sank down into the corner, it had become all too apparent what was coming next, as the women here were out to practice their smothers after all, and so it was no surprise when Amy turned around and presented her rear end to Holly, prepping her next move! Holly, of course, had figured out almost immediately what was coming her way, yet in spite of that fact, the British bombshell could only offer a few weak whimpers and moans, nothing that would be helping her out if this was a real match, presenting a real smother to her! Amy almost felt a bit bad, it seemed that Holly really cracked when it came to actually being confronted with these moves, but babying her by letting her up was never going to help her learn!

And so with one swift movement, Amy would sit down on the face of her opponent, lowering her hefty ass right onto the face of the waiting woman! The smother was instantly quite the effective one, as while Holly kicked and squirmed and gave a few helpless cries into the heavyweight's ass, she made no move to free herself either, and Amy was left with some time to reflect on the training and how it was going! And most of her thoughts turned to the woman who's face was currently wedged between her large cheeks!

"Well, I don't want you to take this the wrong way Holly... but I think you need to work on not panicking so much... Don't worry though, I'm sure that we can find some way to help train you on it!" Amy pondered, having stopped her wiggling and really sat down on Holly's face now as she thought, getting comfortable to brainstorm! Of course, that didn't lessen the burden on Holly, and after a few moments, Amy would realize that she had been full weight ass smothering her training partner for a bit now!

"Oh shoot! Sorry Holly! Lemme get up!" Amy cried, standing up as quickly as she could, hoping that she hadn't accidentally smothered poor Holly out cold while she had been helpless to save herself!

[Luncha_Libre]

Holly tried to brace herself, but there was no way for her to really prepare for Amy’s big, cushiony ass to come down on her face and bury her pretty features beneath it! Holly flailed around under Amy’s ass, her arms reaching for safety in anything she could reach. Her thick legs kicked and bucked in a useless effort to buck Amy off, but Holly wasn’t going anywhere. Moaning miserably beneath Amy’s ass, Holly realized that all she could do was lie back and think of England!

Holly’s flailing grew weaker, her arms getting heavier. Holly fought to breathe, unable to get any air into her lungs. Holly’s eyes were closed, but still she felt as if everything around her was starting to get dark. Holly’s arms slumped over the ropes and hung there. Amy was saying something, maybe some advice? Mocking Holly? Holly could’t make it out, between Amy’s thick ass and the fog in her head drowning out everything else. Amy’s ass was soft and warm, making it easy for Holly to just lie there, but she still needed air … and she was getting precious little of it. Holly tried to lift a hand, to tap out, even if she could only do that on Amy’s thick hip … but her hand just flopped back down, useless.

By the time Amy realized something was wrong, Holly was already almost completely out. Amy stood up to see Holly’s head lulled to one side, a thick trail of drool running out of her mouth. Holly’s eyes started to flutter back open, but her pupils were rolled back. Holly was struggling still to keep from passing out, her own chest heaving, her bangs matted to her face with sweat!

[ADarlingDucky]

Amy had become lost in thought while keeping her thick ass up against Holly's face, and as she continued to ponder, Holly's struggles grew weaker and weaker, her kicking and flailing eventually reduced to no more than a few scarce grunts and groans, too weak to provide any resistance! Even an attempt at tapping out would be too much for the British bombshell to be able to manage, and her arms would go limp, leaving her simply lying there and taking Amy's ass in her face as she got closer and closer to blacking out! Fortunately for her, Amy would eventually realize that Holly was barely struggling underneath her, and with a start, she'd suddenly get up off of Holly's face and give her some much needed air!

Turning around, Amy would give her sparring partner a look of concern, seeing Holly barely awake, drooling as she breathed heavily, as Amy kneeled down in front of the buxom woman, frantically brushing Holly's hair out of her face! Amy wasn't sure if this would actually help her recover, but she figured that clearing her vision and wiping away some of the sweat wouldn't be a bad thing if it managed to help any!

"Sorry Holly! Sorry sorry sorry! Are you still awake? Hello?" Amy called out, desperately hoping that she hadn't managed to accidentally knock Holly out with her behind, perhaps a bit too worried given the circumstances! Still, it seemed that Holly was in desperate need of training, and so once the Brit was ready to go again, she'd need to get some help and fast, lest this training session end with a humiliating accidental smother KO!

[Luncha_Libre]

“Wh-whah … huh?” Holly asked, a dreamy tone in her voice as she looked around the gym. Her eyes were blurry, noncomprehending, showing no understanding of what was happening to her at that moment. Holly’s hair was matted to her sweaty forehead, her skin flush and shining as she tried to recover from nearly being smothered into oblivion by Amy’s shapely and way-too-cozy ass.

Holly’s ample bust was straining against her sports bra as she fought to get breath back into her lungs. The drool running down her cheek was far from dignified, and that was what started to bring the British Bombshell back to reality. Holly blinked a few times, the arena starting to come into focus, and she realized what had just happened to her.

“Oh, hell,” Holly whimpered, “you nearly had me there, didn’t you?” Holly’s voice was a low, pathetic moan. Holly shook her head, trying not to dwell on it. “Bloody hell …” Holly wiped the drool from her cheek, then the tears from her eyes. Pushing through it, Holly started to stand up. She shot to her feet, mostly trying to prove that she was able to, when suddenly it caught up with her!

“OH!” Holly gasped as she got to her full height. Suddenly dizzy, Holly felt the gym spin around her. She took one step, then stumbled forward! The ring rocked as her body hit the mat, the ring rocking and rattling with the impact! Holly lay flat on her belly, her own round ass jiggling as she lay there, sinking into the canvas!

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After realizing that Holly had reached the verge of falling unconscious beneath her behind, Amy would suddenly let up and allow the woman below her to breathe once more, the British bombshell gasping for air, looking all too out of it thanks to the stinkface! Eventually, Holly seemed to begin recognizing where she was, looking back and forth before she blinked her eyes and wiped the drool from her mouth, slowly beginning to catch herself as she realized that she had nearly just been put out! Admittedly, saying that Amy had "nearly" had her was a bit of an understatement, as it was likely that without Amy showing some mercy she would have been sleeping soundly in behind, but that wasn't something the affable brunette would point out!

Instead, she'd attempt to help Holly up as she got back up, but the black haired woman rose too fast, and all at once seemed to both rise and then lose her balance, swiftly falling back down to the mat with a dull thud! Amy, attempting to catch her, was just a bit too slow to grab hold of Holly as she faceplanted on the canvas, thick rear jiggling, and the brunette would let out a yelp as she dropped to her knees beside Holly!

"Ah! Holly, I'm sorry! I should have caught you! Are you okay?" Amy fretted as she quickly turned Holly over and lifted her up, gently setting the black haired woman's head on her lap as she held her!

"Oh gosh... Sorry Holly, I didn't mean to... but I suppose the upside is that we have a lot of training to do!" Amy quipped with a quick smile and a giggle, trying her best to boost Holly's mood! It seemed that the Brit was still very inexperienced when it came to the world of smothers, but Amy was willing to take the time and better the both of them, so long as Holly was willing to keep going!

[Luncha_Libre]

“Ooohh …” Holly moaned, face gently nuzzling into the ring mat. “What hit me?” Holly’s cheeks flushed in embarrassment, knowing that Amy had her dead to rights in what was supposed to be a practice session. Holly couldn’t help but feel deflated, thinking about how she was such a loser that she was nearly knocked out during a friendly spar!

Fortunately, Amy was more than kind about it. Holly could feel herself getting rolled over, and she tried to roll with it to help as much as she could. Holly let her head rest against Amy’s lap, melting into the woman’s thick, creamy thighs as she tried to catch her breath and let reality reassert herself following her near-unconsciousness. Holly’s chest rose and fell gently as she took deep, measured breaths. Surely, she thought, she would be back up on her feet in no time.

“N-no worries,” Holly said, dreamily. Then, her eyes snapped open. “Wait, a lot of training to do? Does … does that mean more … ass stuff?” Holly shifted in Amy’s lap, a look of worry dawning on her face. The British Bombshell bit her lip in anticipation, knowing that she was in for a long night …

After a moment, Holly would groan, then roll out of Amy’s lap and get back to her feet. Holly brushed her sweaty bangs out of her face, then rolled her shoulders and head to stretch out the kinks. Holly planted her hands on her lower back, arching her spine, chest heaving as she let out a sigh. Then, she turned back toward Amy, nodding affirmatively, trying to show she was ready to go!

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Once Amy had ensure that Holly was actually okay, having simply dropped due to trying to pick herself up too quickly, the brunette would put Holly's head on her lap to give her a moment of rest, the brunette finishing up her fretting as it became clear Holly was fine. With the woman in her lap, Holly seemed a bit confused, but Amy would simply flash her a smile, not wanting to recap the details of almost sitting on her until she was knocked out, figuring that it was better to give her some encouragement instead! And so Amy would happily encourage Holly as she lay still, catching her breath, with the Brit eventually opening her eyes and flashing a mildly worried look Amy's way, as the brunette bashfully rubbed the back of her head!

"Oh, uh... I mean we don't have to if you don't wanna, but I suppose in a real match people probably wouldn't get off you on their own... But I know you can do it Holly, I promise, we're gonna make so much progress!" Amy happily claimed, eager to boost Holly's morale and keep her from feeling too bad about the whole thing, though the black haired beauty looked a bit concerned at the prospect of more booty in her future! Still, it wouldn't let Amy keep her down!

"Well, you tell me! I think it's useful, but if you don't wanna, we don't have to!" Amy said, before letting Holly get up, nearby in case she fell again, before making some space and readying herself!

She was more than fine with letting Holly decide if there would be more ass in her future or not, but she hoped that the British woman would rise to the challenge now that it had been presented to her! Either way, Amy would wait for Holly to get ready, and once she was, the brunette would let the Brit come to her, getting ready to meet her in a lockup now that their training continued!

[Luncha_Libre]

“Ugh, a real match,” Holly sighed, chest deflating as she huffed. “Okay, that’s an excellent point. In a real match, an opponent that had me like that would have made me eat their bum until I passed out from it. From there, it’s waking up after getting dragged backstage, and waking up to a hundred social media notifications letting me know what happened.” Holly rolled her eyes, after detailing an all-too-familiar scenario.

Then, the British Bombshell rolled herself out of the merciful Amy’s lap, rolling back up to her hands and knees. The Brit took a deep breath, getting up to her knees. She arched her back, stretching hard. She moaned as she worked out the kink in her back, thrusting her bust forward. Holly rolled her aching neck side to side, trying to limber up and get herself ready.

“Okay, Amy, you’re absolutely right,” Holly said. She was trying to sound resolute, but there was some doubt in her voice. “The only thing I can do is train, and try to get myself ready for the next time some woman with an amazing ass decides she’s going to take her issues out on me! Holly stood up, finished rolling out her neck, and sized up Amy.

The brunette looked ready, so Holly raised her arms. The Brit hoped she was ready too, as she stepped in and locked up with Amy! With a grunt of effort, Holly tried to push Amy to the corner, trying to establish some dominance as their exercise began anew!

Holly wouldn’t go all-out on Amy, at least not yet. Her sparring partner had been incredibly kind to her, and Holly wasn’t about to sour their relationship by taking things too seriously. However, Holly wanted to do better, so she had to try her best! If she could get Amy into the corner, Holly would attempt to shove herself up onto Amy, and put her own best assets to the test: grinding her ample chest against Amy’s face, trying to grind her full breasts against Amy to cut off her air and keep her from getting the upper hand! Anything to avoid what had happened, last time!