Trent Masters and Misaki Toyoda-II

[Teenwrestler]

Trent would smirk at Misaki's confidence, this is what he loved about the Berserk Ace and facing her in one on one competitions. The Masterpiece would follow her some time to fix her top but as soon as she was ready, he would thrust himself forward and grapple against Misaki. Their oily bodies were now also starting to sweat from the hot grapple, their oily and sweaty bodies pressed in an intense grapple as both tried to push each other back down from their kneeling positions.

Trent would grunt in effort, but the oiled conditions proved to be quite the challenge for him to overcome as his hands kept slipping off and he couldn't get a firm grip to take his rival down."Mnggh you may be the best wrestler Nghhh! I have ever wrestler Misaki-san but I plan to take that title from you" he hissed before letting go of the grapple and instead attempting to wrap his arms around her waist, trying to transition the grapple into a kneeling bearhug. His arms caught her around the waist, as Trent began to squeeze her as hard as he could, compressing their oiled frames together.

[PrinceArjuna332]

Both Misaki and Trent grappled with each other, their sweaty and oily frames mashing against each other. Misaki planned to once again try to put Trent down in order to mount him, but it seemed that her opponent had another plan as he release the grapple before he put her in a bearhug. "Uuuuhhnn!!!" Feeling Trent's arms wrapped around her, Misaki winced, and she stared wiggling herself, hoping to release herself from his tight embrace with the help of the oil on their bodies.

[Teenwrestler]

The two rivals would engage in a hotly contest grapple, Trent was starting to really respect Misaki more and more with the way she wrestled. The two were pretty even, Trent was struggling due to the oil and sweat and eventually parted from the grapple and instead opted to lock in a submission move. With the two of them on their knees, Trent wrapped his arms around Misaki's waist and squeezed her in a bearhug submission. He would keep himself close to her, leaning his chiseled frame onto hers as he rested his head on her shoulder, his lips close to her ear.

Misaki would wriggle and shake as much as she could, making it hard for Trent to keep a hold of her. "NNngghh! ARRGHHH" Trent grunted in effort, holding onto his opponent and squeezing her. "I said....GIVE UP!" he demanded his friend and rival.

[PrinceArjuna332]

Trent kept squeezing Misaki's body in the bearhug, and their chests would be mashing against each other. Groaning as she struggled to break free, Misaki decided that she needed to make use of the oil again in order to escape, so after struggling for a while, she would try to jerk herself to the side, hoping that the sudden jerk would cause Trent to lose his grip on her body, with the oil acting as a lubricant that would allow her to break free.

"Nu uh!!" Misaki responded to Trent as she would try to wiggle herself free from his grip. Still, even if she managed to get away from the bearhug, she still needed a moment to recollect herself before she could try launching an attack at the man.

[Teenwrestler]

The Masterpiece had his submission locked in tight, although it was difficult to keep a hold of his now sweaty and oily opponent, Trent did his best to keep her in his grip. Misaki would struggle as best as she could, eventually her struggles would pay off and the Ace of Berserk would wriggle free, slipping out of the bearhug by a sudden jerk to her side."Ngh! you're pretty slippery Misaki-san"he would quip.

As soon as the Berserk Ace broke free from her rivals bearhug, Trent quickly chased her looking to grab her by the shoulders and pull her up onto her knees, making he face him. He would press herself against her in a grapple yet again, panting, as he looked to push her down on her back. "Come on Misaki-san, I know you're better than this" he would smirk as the two engaged in yet another power struggle.

[PrinceArjuna332]

Misaki managed to break free from the bearhug, but she wasn't out of danger yet as Trent pushed her down onto her knees. Grimacing as she would try to endure the burst of strength coming from her opponent, she would look at him as her mind was racing, trying to come up with a plan to turn things around in her favor.

"Ghhhh... t-then, how about this?" Misaki yelled as she would try to free one of her hands before attempting to hook the arm of said hand around one of Trent's legs, hoping to pull the leg from under him so that he could lose his balance and fall backwards onto the oily mat.

[Teenwrestler]

The Ace of Berserk proved to be much more tougher than Trent Masters gave her credit for, using the oil and stubbornness the brunette would free herself from the bearhug submission and fall on her butt, catching her breath. Trent was impressed but was still looking forward to beat her in their second encounter, grabbing her and pulling her up onto her knees before grappling with her again. The Masterpiece pushed into her, their warm bodies pressed together in a hot, oily grappled as he looked to overpower her and get her down onto her back.

Misaki would put up a tough fight, grunting in effort and pressing back into her rival as the two went back and forth. "Nngghh just stay do-Whooaaa OUFFF" Trent would suddenly cry out when Misaki quite cleverly released the grapple, instead going low to grab his leg and yank on it, making him slip and fall backwards, going down on his back!

*THUD*

"Owww" he moaned.

[PrinceArjuna332]

Tripping Trent down onto the oily mat, Misaki decided to take advantage of this by getting herself up onto Trent's oily frame. Then, with a smile, she would place herself on top of his face, looking to subject him to a facesit pin smother, burying his face under her ample backside.

"Alright, how about now?" Misaki said cheekily, making sure that the entirety of Trent's face was buried under her ass-cheeks. She wasn't sure if this could make him submit, but at the very least, she could try.

[Teenwrestler]

With them going at each other hard for yet another grapple, Misaki turned the tables on her male rival by releasing the grapple and going for his legs, making him trip down on his back. He grunted in pain from the short fall, before he could rise back up to a seated position the Ace of Berserk quickly pounced and straddled his body with her own, pressing her oiled ass against his face while facing his legs.

"Mmmfffffffff" he mumbled as his mouth and nose were smothered by her perfect butt. Trent would wriggle under her wildly, squirming around, jerking up and down as he struggled to breathe. His hands went up to press up against her ass, attempting to push them upwards in an attempt to get her ass off his face.

[PrinceArjuna332]

Sitting on top of Trent's face for a facesit smother, Misaki would try to maintain her position there, but the guy struggled and squirmed under her, making it difficult to maintain her place on him. Eventually,she was unable to maintain her position anymore and was forced to get herself off of him, which would finally allow him to breathe.

"Uhh..." Grunting, Misaki would get herself on her knees, looking straight at Trent as she would think of her next move. She needed to regain her bearing in order to make her next move.