Risty vs. Blossom Fields - Hot-Blooded

Match Type: Last Girl Standing
Victory Conditions: Victory is only obtained when one of the wrestlers cannot rise during a ten-count by the referee.
Stipulations: Falls Count Anywhere, No Disqualifications

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Blossom couldn't help but get just a touch nervous as she stood in the back area, right behidn the curtains. It wasn't the crowd she was worried about - despite her losing streak, the crowd had always cheered her on. They were a good audience, always willing to stand behind a newcomer. She wasn't famous or anywhere near the top, but she always got encouraging posts on her Twitter after every match. She respected them, they respected her back.

She wasn't nervous about her skills, either. She'd been inactive long enough. She was healed up, she'd increased her training to double time, she'd gone back to the basics and improved her game. She was physically ready to step into the ring again, and she was more than willing to prove that to anyone who took her on.

But the match itself? That was worrying. Last Girl Standing. A hardcore match. Blossom had asked for something a little different for her first match after the break, but this was a few steps beyond what she had in  mind.

Blossom had no problem hurting her opponent, but there was a limit, and that limited was about at the point where she'd bash someone in the head with a chair. She didn't have the experience in this area, but more than that, she didn't have the will for it. Was there something about her that made someone think she'd be up for the idea?  This wasn't her thing, and if her opponent was more into it than she was...

Blossom sighed and smacked her cheeks, then let her shoulders sag. No. She couldn't think like that. That was sort of thinking that cost her matches before she took the time off. She had to stop doubting herself and start having faith in her own abilities. Maybe she'd never win another match. She could accept that. But if she lost, it would be because her opponent's defeated her, not because she defeated herself.  Like Coach Hartman used to tell her and the team before every match - 'Believe in yourself, or no one else will.'

The  stagecrew backed away as they prepared to play her music, and she threw them a thumbs up, donning her pre-match smile, wide and bubbly. In a few scant seconds, her music would be playing, and she'd step into the world of wrestling for another shot. This time, she'd leave a mark.

It's coming up
It's coming up
It's coming up
It's coming up
It's coming up
It's coming up

It's dare!

Blossom popped out from the curtain as the music started up in earnest, waving to the crowd as she bounced her way down the ramp. The music wasn't exactly the sort of thing you'd expect to hear before  a wrestling match, especially not a hardcore one, but then, Blossom wasn't the sort of person you'd expect to see in a hardcore match, either. The song was bright and upbeat, and so were her clothes - she'd spent a lot of time deciding her new attire, and she finally decided to just go in the way she stared: a wrestling singlet, straight for her high school days. Far less revealing than her last outfit, but much more comfortable, too, and it was a good nod to her roots. On top of that, she even wore shoes to the ring, now. She didn't want to, would have loved to go barefoot, but if she wanted people to take her seriously this time around, proper clothing was a must.

She slid into the ring and skipped along with the beat all the way to the center of the ring. She spun about on her heel and turned to the entrance, eager to see just who would be coming up this time. Management wnated to keep her in the dark for this one, figuring would make for a more interesting match, and she was about to find out how right they were.

Backstage, Risty was watching Blossom making her entrance on one of the many TVs, smirking all so leisurely in amusement of her opponent's energetic nature. The redhead was just as pumped up as well, excited at the prospect of a Last Woman Standing match. It is one of the finest pinnacles of combat she preferred, perhaps even more preferred than her typical bread and butter knockout matches. The fact is, only one of them will be left standing. The other would be down for the count, most likely knocked out as a result of the two competitors' fierce fighting. It fueled the Heroine, and it even turned her on a little. To further add to the brutality of the match, weapons are allowed, and Risty is definitely the kind of fighter who is familiar with using weapons.

Once Blossom settled into the ring, it would be Risty's [url=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kXNECgyQoeQ:3qlv37da]theme music[/url:3qlv37da] playing on the arena's speaker now. The build-up and the triumphant tone of the song only fueled the crowd's cheer as the Heroine would appear on the stage, raising both hands in the air, of which they are clenched into fists. It is as if she made a triumphant return from battle. Or more accurately, she is charging into battle with high spirits and weapons raised. She would march down the ramp with a confident smirk and expression on her face, before she would climb up the steel steps onto the apron and slip in between the ropes. Ignoring her opponent for a brief moment, she would use that time to climb up onto the middle ropes and raise both clenched hands into the air once again, accompanied with a loud battle cry as the audience roared back in response.

Compared to her previous match, Risty decided to make her entrance a bit more simple, forgoing her cape and her elaborate entrance procedure. She also decided to not wear her brass knuckles, for it would be quite unfair to start with it in this kind of match. Her feet would essentially be barefooted, and her incredibly toned frame glistened under the light; she isn't even sweaty! Getting down from the turnbuckles, the Heroine would turn her attention and direction to the small yet toned Blossom. "Nice to meet ya! The name's Risty!" She would say in an energetic voice as she outstretched her right hand for an open handshake.

It would have been hard for Blossom not to be impressed by the towering titaness that was Risty, so she didn't even fight it. The woman reminded Blossom a lot of herself. Atheletic, energetic, kinetic. Only bigger. Much, much bigger.

Risty looked like she almost had a full foot on Blossom, and what a foot it was. Every inch of her was packed with bulging muscle, but she wasn't like some body builder - no, this was a sleek and slender sort of muscle. Very toned, and Blossom could see it all quite well thanks to the spartan clothing she wore. Along with her long, wild hair and her barefeet - her lovely, immaculate barefeet - she gave off the impression of an ancient warrior, like she was stepping in the ring with a gladiatrix from another time or a beautiful amazon from a forbidden island. And she was beautiful, that was no exaggeration. Blossom could feel the heat coming off her face like asphalt on a hot summer day.

This was going to be a tough match...but probably a fun one, too, and that was all she could ask for

"Blossom Fields!" Blossom's hand was drawfed by Risty's, so big that it was hard for her to even get her fingers around it to do the gesture properly. "And nice meeting you, too! Even if there's an awful lot of you to meet...." She gave the walking statue another look over from head to toe, whistling at the sight.

Risty smiled nicely as Blossom shook her large hand. "Hmmm? I didn't quite catch what you said just now." She would say, not hearing that little remark her smaller foe had made. The redhead would also notice the other girl continually looking at her body, something which made the amazon-like fighter giggle to herself. "Whatcha looking at by the way? Is this how you usually act in front of others? Or did something catch your attention?" She said, subtly teasing the girl as Risty already knew what Blossom was looking at.

The Heroine would start to walk backwards, creating distance between the two but her eyes never leaving the sight of Blossom's cute face and petite body. She heard rumors of a kawaii-sized wrestler having the strength of a heavyweight powerhouse in the form of her opponent, and it intrigued Risty to no end. She wanted to personally see the strength of this girl, and she wanted to see and feel any toned body muscles hidden under that modest wrestling attire. "I'm ready when you are Blossom."

Yeah, Blossom was looking. How couldn't she?

She ruffled up her hair and chuckled under her breath as Risty stepped away. Subtlety had never been the little Pennsylvanian's specialty, and while she had changed quite a few things over the past few months, that wasn't one of them. She'd come to the AFW looking for competition, but the bountiful bevy of busty and bodacious beauties was a big part of it, too. The AFW was lesbian heaven on earth.

Blossom straightend up as the bell rang, though, trying her best to remain as professional as she could while fighting a woman like Risty. One of her bigger problems before had been letting her feelings get in the way of things, playing around in the ring. It cost her matches before, but not this time. She could be infatuated with Risty and slam the red out of her hair. In theory."Ready and steady." Blossom hopped back a few steps to make more space, her hair bouncing about as she went. "Let's play."

She dropped into her wrestling stance and rushed towards the mountain bandit, trying to lock up with her for a rough test of strength. The size difference might make it awkward, and it could end up with her taking a few lumps, but Blossom wanted to get a feel for just how strong Risty was before she started making bigger moves.

by Clyton on Mon Sep 22, 2014 9:39 pm
"Then let's have some fun!" Risty roared out passionately as she immediately got into her wrestling stance the instant the bell rang and also rushed towards her smaller opponent once the latter did so, aiming to lock up with Blossom. Once the two are locked up, the Heroine would start to push not back, but rather downwards. Due to the massive height difference, the direction of the push Risty was doing would be just as effective, wanting to bring the tiny powerhouse down onto her knees. Well, assuming that she ends up being the stronger of the two, but she was confident that she is indeed stronger, mainly because of her larger frame. The red head would go all out in the amount of strength she is putting in regardless, wanting to pressure Blossom to her utmost limit.

"Hey Blossom, if you end up being scared at fighting an actual amazon like me, you can always give up." The bandit would jokingly tease with a giggle, despite how intense this lock-up was going to be very soon. "Don't disappoint me. Show me how strong you really are!"
by acuya on Tue Sep 23, 2014 4:05 am
The question of Risty's strength was answered quickly and clearly. The redhead was strong.Extremely strong.

It was all Blossom could do to keep from falling down on her knees, much less make any headway in pushing Risty back. Her muscles were like fleshy iron, her grip was steely and powerful, and as beautiful as she was, it was hard to appreciate how sexy a body like that was when it was in the middle of crushing you like the world's cutest soda can.

But she was standing. It took pretty much everything had, but she wasn't going down.

Blossom was too busy straining to think of anything witty, but she managed some words and a small smile to Risty's taunt. "Careful what you wish for..."
by Clyton on Tue Sep 23, 2014 10:38 pm
Risty was surprised. Very surprised, and it is evident from the shocked expression on her face, looking downwards at the cute Blossom putting up her strongest resistance. It wasn't the matter of forcing her petite opponent onto her knees, but rather the amount of strength this kawaii-sized muscled body packs. Despite putting all her strength in, Blossom was still standing purely due to her own strength. It impressed the Heroine, and it made her even more excited.

The red head was far too excited to reply. Instead, she braced her right foot, before suddenly propelling it off the mat and aimed to slam her knee straight into her powerhouse opponent in the gut. She would then alternate by lifting her left knee, this time aiming to smash it against the chin of her foe as Risty would let go of the lock-up afterwards to see the results of a couple of her own strikes.
by acuya on Wed Sep 24, 2014 1:51 am
The tie up was always a weird part of the match for Blossom, forcing her to figure out what to do coming out of it and running the risk of getting it turn against her if she wasn't careful. Typically, she was strong enough to turn the test to her face after she overpowered the girl, getting some free hits right at the start.

But not today. Today, she was up against someone just as strong as she was, if not stronger. Today, mere power wasn't going to be enough to get the win - not that it ever had been before, but especially not today. Today, she had to get smart.

But that would be later today, most likely. At the moment, Blossom had a couple of knees in her face to deal with, and they were more than capable of keeping her busy. The right one hit her gut and made her double over, the left one hit her chin and sent her spiraling away. She fell hard on her back from the impact and rolled around in pain as she grasped her face.

So far, not so good.
by Clyton on Wed Sep 24, 2014 3:53 pm
Risty watched as Blossom was sent down onto the mat in a hurting mess, smiling in satisfaction of her strikes. Slowly, she would walk up to her downed opponent. She knew that she needed to do as much damage as she can to keep her opponent down for 10 seconds, and the first step to do that is to make her foe feel uncomfortable by making her feel pain throughout the entire body.

Quickly analyzing Blossom's prone body, Risty decided to drop down onto her right knee right on top of the other girl's abs, smashing it squarely with tremendous force. And should Blossom happen to flop her upper body upwards from the strike, the red head would rear back her right fist and launch it across the girl's cheek to send her back down. Risty was first and foremost a striker, and the strength behind it is not something to underestimate from the Heroine's immensely toned body.
by acuya on Wed Sep 24, 2014 4:03 pm
So. This wasn't a good start. Already on the floor and the match had barely begun.

Blossom could take more than that, she was sure, but she didn't have to enjoy it, either. Risty hit like a Mack truck, and her body felt just about as hard as one. She needed to get up and get some distance, recoup, figure out a way to get behind her, then...

Risty came crashing down on her stomach before she could even dream of getting a plan together, her hard knee sinking in Blossom's abs like a searing knife through the creamiest butter. Blossom flopped up and cried out from the pain, but fortunately she had her eyes open from the pain - if not, she wouldn't have been able to get her hands up just in time to block Risty's deadly punch at her face. The blow numbed her forearm on impact, but she'd take that over a face shot any day of the weak.

Blossom was definitely not a striker, but her options were limited, here - she had to get Risty off, or she'd just get hammered into the mat like rusty nail. She lashed out, trying to land two sloppy punches into Risty's amazing chest, hoping it would give her some space to work with.
by Clyton on Wed Sep 24, 2014 4:14 pm
Unfortunately for Blossom however, her punches were easy to see like a bull charging right at you from a distance away. As soon as those punches headed straight for her chest, Risty would grab the wrist of the attacking hands, trying to immobilize the punching motion through pure strength alone. Her knee would start to turn on the spot, grinding it against her opponent's abs to distract her foe with the irritating pain while the red head would lean forward, trying to pin both of Blossom's caught wrists above her head.

"Let's see how thick you are!" The bandit declared with a grin, before she would rear her head back and launch headbutts on the other girl's forehead multiple times, without any signs of slowing down or stopping to a halt.
by acuya on Thu Sep 25, 2014 1:26 am
Risty very quickly reminded Blossom why she tried to avoid punching people. She sucked at it. Hard.

She tried to struggle against Risty and pull herself free, but the bigger woman had a lot of weight to throw around, and she brought it all down on Blossom's stomach, twisting it like a knife with result that felt almost as deadly. She tried to fight back the scream and ignore the pain, but some things just could not be blocked out. She shrieked, her body caved in, and down she went.

She was pinned under Risty, and while she wouldn't have minded being in this position later, now just was not the time. Risty made it even worse by slamming her skull down, cracking heads with Blossom again and again, Every blow made Blossom's world hazier and hazier as she laid there, helpless under the relentless assault. This was a bad situation that was getting worse by the second, and all she could do was struggle and writh around like mad under the pin. Not having a whole lot of luck.
by Clyton on Thu Sep 25, 2014 5:18 am
Risty is like a pitbull, and in her eyes, Blossom is the unfortunate soul trapped in the pit with no chance of escape.

Once she got her opponent grounded, something just clicks within the red head. She goes very aggressive, attacking with anything she can use, and her head was no exception. She almost felt sorry that she was just absolutely dominating her smaller foe, but she felt that if she let up one bit, it will come back to bite her in the ass later on.

After around the 5th headbutt, Risty started to feel a bit dazed as well, so she decided to stop."Want me to go a bit easy on you?" She said with a teasing smirk as she moved her knee that was on top of Blossom's stomach over to her side so the Heroine can take a comfy seat on top of the girl's formidable abs. "Even if you hide it, I can still feel it. They are good, aren't they?" Risty would say with a small blush on her face as she moved her toned bum across those abs up and down, her hand still pressing down firmly on the other powerhouse's wrists.
by acuya on Thu Sep 25, 2014 5:56 am
Blossom was torn.

On one hand, she couldn't remember the last time she'd ever been so brutalized so quickly and so soundly. Risty's power wasn't just staggering, but her aggressive fighting style was tough to handle. She didn't just take the moment, she seized and dug her fingers in with extreme ferocity, an offensive fighting style unlike anything she'd ever seen.

On the other hand, she also couldn't remember the last time she was so aroused. Having this fine fighter on top of her, pinning her down, rubbing along her body, toying with her...it was all so alluring. And the longer it went on, the longer she had to rest. She could use a break, especially after the headbutts left her head swimming.

It took real effort, but she squeezed out a playful smirk, thrusting her hips up in a weak attempt to dislodge Risty. "Kiss me."
by Clyton on Thu Sep 25, 2014 6:27 am
Risty let out a laugh as she heard Blossom's words while she kept a conscious focus on her position, making sure to firmly plant her body on top of her opponent's and shrug off any attempts to dislodge the amazon-like brawler.

"Sure, why not?" The Heroine would merely say with a sly grin as she leaned in and planted her lips on top of the other girl's lips. But that wasn't just it. She would even try to invade her tongue into the other girl's mouth, wanting a more passionate kiss between the two like-minded combatants. She felt she could trust Blossom on this to not try any cheap tactics.
by acuya on Thu Sep 25, 2014 7:21 am
Blossom didn't have anything underhanded in mind. Not really - true, this was ultimately just a way for her to stall for time and recover from RIsty's assault, but that didn't mean she could enjoy it, did it? Of course not. For now, she was more than willing to let the busty amazon on top of her have her way. Her body was more than willing.

She moaned into Risty's mouth as her own tongue tried to push the invader back, having a private battle with their mouths. She tried to match her opponent's passion as best she could from the bottom, pushing up, letting their teeth grind a few times, squirming beneath her and rubbing those bruised abs against the amazon's sizzling hot mound.
by Clyton on Thu Sep 25, 2014 11:07 pm
Risty immediately melted into the kiss, softly closing her eyes as her tongue battled against Blossom's tongue in a quest for domination of their oral parts, their teeth even at one point making contact with one another. She could feel those pronounced abs of her smaller opponent rubbing against her mound, which is by now starting to feel a bit wet from this close contact fest. She focused on trying to invade her tongue into the other girl's mouth, but Blossom was apparently the skilled kisser, forcing back every attempt thus far with her own tongue.

Seeing it as a deadlock, Risty broke the kiss with a gasp, opening her eyes once more to stare down onto Blossom's eyes, panting softly and letting that hot air rush onto the other powerhouse's facial skin. "Tell me... How did you develop your body? You work out everyday?"
by acuya on Fri Sep 26, 2014 12:42 am
The crowd, of course, didn't seem to mind that their match was turning into a bit of a makeout session. After, even though this wasn't billed as a hentai match, they never objected to a little intimacy in the ring. Neither did Blossom, especially not when she was the one taking part in it.

Blossom's lips kept moving for a little while after Risty away, only stopping when the redhead asked her a real question. She bit her lip and looked up at the amazing amazon as he cheeks turned beat red. She could feel something wet against her singlet, too, and she pushed up her abs even harder. If Risty had a real orgasm, that could only be good news. "Well, yeah, I work out everyday. Lots of push-ups and sit ups, and I do circuits in the gym when I can get there. Run five miles a day, too. What about you?"

She tried to lean up and give Risty a few playful licks on her chest, curious how she tasted.
by Clyton on Fri Sep 26, 2014 2:45 am
Risty listened to Blossom's typical workout routine, something in which she was genuinely interested in hearing. But her attention was not paid in full. She can feel the other girl forcefully rubbing her abs against her mound, which crazily turned her on. So much, she had to arch her back and grip the other girl's wrists even tighter. It felt like fingers rubbing against her outer sex. But instead of fingers, they were abs that are immensely toned, refined and just pure sexy.

"W-Wow... I didn't know that you're such a tease too..." Risty managed to let out in a gasp. The licks on her chest, which was brought closer to Blossom's mouth because of her arching back, also helped too in that sensual feeling. This moment was quite hot, and the red started to sweat throughout her entire muscular body while her sex became wetter and wetter as long as the abs were used to rub against her sex.

"Yeah, I workout everyday too, but it wasn't as intense as it was before in trying to obtain this body in the very beginning. If you didn't know about me, I'm from Greece. I went to the capital there to train my body, and boy, their training obstacles were tough. Of course, I eventually managed to conquer them all. And they are no pushovers; not even the toughest of guys can complete all of them. But... take note that I 'conquered' all of them, just like I'm gonna conquer you." She teased at the last tidbit, although this position of dominance doesn't really reflect how she is actually doing. She's doing quite badly in trying to resist Blossom's sensual attacks, that's for sure.
by acuya on Fri Sep 26, 2014 3:02 am
Funnily enough, even though Risty was still on top, Blossom didn't really feel like she was all that much in control anymore. Despite what she was saying.

She and Risty had been eyeing each other right from the start, and while Blossom expected that would play a part in the match, she didn't think it would happen so fast and work so well. It wasn't her usual style, but Risty wasn't her usual sort of opponent - so big and tall and strong. She would need every advantage outside of outright cheating to get the win, that was certain.

"Whatever you say." Blossom hid her mischievous smile and pressed her face even deeper into Risty's chest, letting her tongue slip inside the material of her barely covered breast and lick at the nipple underneath. "You have such an amazing body. It's all solid and strong and hot and heavy and..." She bit her lip before she could get carried away. "I like it. A lot. If you roll over and let me go to work, I bet I could show you how much..."

She pressed her feet down and pushed her stomach up with a body bridge, lifting up Risty a little and making abs grind hard against the redhead's sex.

by Clyton on Fri Sep 26, 2014 3:14 am
Risty let out a sizzling-like moan from her lips as Blossom buried her face deep into her chest and slipped her tongue inside of her thin top, only to lick at one of her nipples. It made the red head arch her back even more profoundly, her breathing becoming a bit faster paced, and caused her nipples to stiffen. "D-Damn... that's a hot feeling... I didn't know you would have the same interests as me... lost sisters? Hahaha..." The Heroine would joke around with a weak grin, trying to contain her sensual feelings.

But she just couldn't hold back any longer. Once Blossom bridged her body and caused her abs to directly grind against her sex, Risty let out loud moans from her mouth, softly closing her eyes in pleasure. Her knees would be propelled a bit slightly off the mat, while her hands would stop gripping her opponent's wrists, but rather plant them firmly against the mat for some balance."Go ahead then, work me over..." She would whisper as she would slowly tilt to the side and roll on her back.
by acuya on Fri Sep 26, 2014 3:26 am
Blossom hoped there wasn't some cosmic joke that made she and Risty sisters. That would be soweird.

Blossom had never imagined she would be this good at turning a woman like Risty on - in fact, when she switched over from her old outfit to the wrestling singlet, she figured it would scare most girls away, or at least keep them from trying any freaky stuff. But nope. Risty was definitely into it, and as Blossom saw her roll over to her back, she could be more pleased. A big, strong woman with a sexy body that gave her full privileges. Christmas was coming early.

She scooted down and started at her own favorite attraction, the feet. Risty had nice, big bare toes that just begged to be sucked, so that was exactly what she did. She lifted a foot up, held it steady, then let her tongue go to work, running all over every inch, curving between the toes, twisting and sucking and lavishing them loving kisses. Her hand got into the action too, gently massaging Risty's powerful ankle.
by Clyton on Sat Sep 27, 2014 8:28 am
Risty laid down against the mat facing the ceiling lights, wondering how this supposedly intense, hardcore-style, last woman standing match would become a sexual fetish worship of the amazon-like brawler's body. It made the girl giggle out to herself, a grin seemingly etched onto her lips as a lasting impression of her opinion on Blossom. She didn't mind this at all.

The red head would feel one of her feet lifted up, before it started being licked and suckled on passionately over Every. Single. Inch. While Risty did not have a foot fetish, it did feel nice, especially when the work is being done by a person with a foot fetish herself. The kisses were a nice addition, and she felt it was compliments from the lovely Blossom herself. Her bandaged-covered ankle would be massaged as well, forcing a soft moan to escape from the bandit's lips.
by acuya on Sat Sep 27, 2014 12:50 pm
Blossom noticed Risty's moan when she went to work on the ankles, giggling under her breath at the sound. It never ceased to amaze her that she was actually capable of getting that sort of response from such a large, powerful woman. A tiny thing like her could have such a big effect on a big woman. Just the idea was intoxicating enough, like she was a small, pitiable human trying to appeal a giant.

She revealed in the moment and started to move up Risty's body, rubbing against her long leg as she inched upwards, stopping every few inches to place a few kisses on the thunderous thighs. She only stopped when she finally reached the amazon's sex, hovering above the crotch as if she didn't know what to do. She did know, and she showed it by bringing her head down and nuzzling against it like a kitten against her mother's belly, gently purring and sending vibrations into the mound with every rub.
by Clyton on Sat Sep 27, 2014 11:44 pm
When Blossom was finished with the foot, every single inch of the red head's skin was covered in saliva, glistening under the arena's lights. It was a fine work of art indeed, and Risty would approve of it when she gets the chance to look at the finished work later on.

Risty would then feel Blossom working on that leg, feeling that leg being rubbed from the downwards up, and the kisses on the thighs pleased the amazon-like brawler, rewarding the other craving girl by flexing those quad muscles the best she can from this position.

As Blossom reached up to Risty's crotch, the front of the bikini bottom would already be a bit damp from the earlier stimulation of the former's abs against the latter's sex. Then, as the girl's face went down and nuzzled against the damp fabric and her wet sex, Risty would let out another yet louder moaning noise from her lips, her head shaking side to side. Her breathing would become a bit more fast paced, her breasts heaving up and down. "Having fun down there I see..." She would casually tease.
by acuya on Sat Sep 27, 2014 11:56 pm
It was funny, but when Blossom started out in the AFW, she hadn't imagined she'd actually get good with hentai. She still wasn't really. She hadn't won a match with it, and now that she'd come back, she was honestly thinking she would steer clear of the sexy stuff and just wrestle straight. Straight-ish. But maybe that was too hasty. There was definitely some potential, here. Hentai was the only thing saving her from getting pummeled by Risty's massive fists, after all.

She took a big whiff and filled her nose with the Amazon's arousal, savoring it. The obvious move here was to just let her tongue go to work and finish Risty off, but Blossom had better ideas. Sexier ideas.

She crawled up Risty's body until her face was level with chest, and peeled back her top to let her right breast free, so she could finish the job she'd started a minute ago. She dipped down and gave it a few quick licks, before taking the entire nipple in her mouth and sucking away on it. At the same time, Blossom's thighs ran back and forth over her sex, making sure it stayed nice and wet. Maybe even got wetter...
by Clyton on Sun Sep 28, 2014 12:12 pm
Risty was expecting Blossom to make her cum in an oral manner right in her nether regions, but to her surprise, she would feel Blossom crawling upwards to her breasts instead. Her top would be pulled back to reveal her full right breast, the nipple on her left breast barely covered now by the edge of the bikini top's fabric. The licks gave her the shudders, glistening under the ceiling lights because of the saliva. But the best part for Risty, and assumingly for Blossom as well, is when her entire nipple was being sucked upon as if she was the cow having its udder drank from by its child.

Risty tilted her head back and gasped out loudly, arching her back fiercely off the mat like a circular bridge as Blossom worked on her on a whole other level. Her eyes would softly close, her mouth hung wide open as she was speechless for a moment at the amount of pleasure she was feeling, before the moans started to be released from her mouth rapidly. Long and deep moans that is. The other girl's toned thigh that was rubbing over her sex of course made it much more wetter. She was so wet now, her juices started to leak out and trickle down her own inner thighs, perhaps even trickling against Blossom's thigh as well.

"A-Ahh... Blossom!" She gasped out, being driven to the point akin of ecstasy, before she let out an intense orgasm that completely soaked the inside of her bikini bottoms while some of the juices spilled down her inner thighs and onto Blossom's thighs as well. After the orgasm subsided, the Heroine's back would flop against the mat once more, her breathing returning to a softer pace.
by acuya on Sun Sep 28, 2014 3:19 pm
There was just something about feeling Risty shudder and moan beneath her that drove Blossom right to the edge, too. Her climax was thunderous, and for a moment, she actually thought she might get knocked off, but she managed to ride down the bucking and staying on top, until Risty started to die down and called her name.

No one had ever called her name during an orgasm before. She was going to have to mark this occasion, somehow.

She crawled up Risty's body a little more, until they were face to face once again, looking down at the redheaded warrior with a fierce smile. She gave Risty a little peck on the cheek. "Hope you enjoyed that. And sorry, but..."

Risty's arms were just too dangerous - Blossom saw a chance to weaken one of them a bit, and she just had to go for it. She scooted over to the side and tried to wrap her legs around the Amazon's massive arm while she pulled the wrist back, going for a scissored armbar.
by Clyton on Tue Sep 30, 2014 10:55 am
As Blossom climbed up to meet Risty face-to-face, the red head would open her eyes and smile in response. "Nice job..." She muttered, before she heard the girl's words. She looked on with a blank expression, confused, before her eyes widened and realized that the tiny powerhouse girl was trying to scissor one of her arms in an armbar.

She tried to pull back her arm with a clenched fist, but it was too late; it was trapped within Blossom's legs. The amazon immediately started to cry out in pain as her elbow joint was being hyperextended, her free arm moving over to grab one of the girl's ankle and pry it off. Risty was looking right at her opponent in the eyes, gritting her teeth in trying to contain any further cries. While she was able to react, she won't be able to defend fully. That intense orgasm had greatly exhausted her for a brief moment, so this is all she can do at the moment.

As Blossom looked Risty right in the eyes, a very real part of her did feel guilty - she was taking advantage of the situation, there was no two ways about it. Risty was obviously weak in the knees now, far more pliable, and any gain that she would enjoy was entirely due to her lovable tongue and pleasing body.

She could live with that, though. She'd had sex used against her plenty of times. It was the AFW, after all. That came with the territory.

She wrenched the hold for a moment before Risty's persistent hands forced her to uncross her ankles and let the hold go. She rolls on her back and popped up to her feet, raising up in her wrestling stance. She was raring to go, eager, but she wanted Risty to get up so she could see she just what sort of speed she was dealing with here and how much of an edge the Amazon was missing.

Risty immediately stumbled back onto her feet once the armbar was released, although she did so while surprised, surprised at the fact that the armbar was broken just like that. It looked so easy, even despite the amount of effort she put in to break the submission hold on her arm. Perhaps Blossom was just feeling a bit guilty for attacking a defenseless Risty just when the two had their erotic moment, but honestly, the red head didn't mind at all. Sex was part of the battle, albeit optional, and that she knew. "... You know you can use any means to achieve victory, right? Don't feel so torn up inside. Just enjoy the match and give it your all, capitalizing on every opportunity." The amazon said with a gentle smile as she flung her recently armbar-locked arm around to test its movements and strength. It seems the arm is relatively ok, although it does slightly hurt to move it around. However, this is nothing for the Heroine to worry about.

Slowly, Risty would enter her wrestling stance, still excited as ever, but also just as serious. Despite the seriousness and excitement, the toned beast of a woman would leave her top as it is, her revealing right breast still bare, just to tease Blossom with her bodily appearance. Shifting her bare feet against the mat little by little, she waited for a moment, taking in a deep breath, before she charged in at full speed. Her speed was nothing to boast about, being average compared to all wrestlers, but she hoped that the sudden burst will surprise her foe. As she neared her foe, her arms would attempt to snatch Blossom around her waist, before pulling her in and lifting her up for a vicious bearhug, squeezing with all her might!

Blossom was surprised - pleasantly surprised - when Risty opted to keep her top exposed instead of covering back up after their little act of indecent exposure. Not that her heavenly body was well-hid of anything, but she relished seeing as much of it as physically possible, and it was a good hint that the intimacy of this match was far from over.

Blossom was also surprised- less pleasantly - when Risty surged forward like a train off the tracks, coming at her before she had a chance to move out of the way. Size like that meant the brawler was hard to avoid, and when she reached for something, it was quite difficult to get away. Certainly not this time.

She was caught up in the bearhug and ruthlessly squeezed, sampling Risty's amazing power in a brand new, agonizing way. The women changed gears fast, Blossom had to give her credit for that; one second, she was sexual and sensual, the next she was devastating and destructive. She cried out as her middle was crushed, and then she started a frantic struggle. Her hands came up and pushed at Risty's face, trying to wrench her neck back and give her some incentive to let go. As much as she liked rubbing against the Amazon's amazing body, this wasn't what she had in mind.

Deep inside, Risty was just as torn as Blossom. Perhaps the reason isn't the same, or perhaps it is actually the same. After that intimate act, the amazon was starting to see this match in a different light. Should it be something that should be taken seriously? Or should it be something that should be fun, not just for the redhead herself, but also for her tiny yet strong opponent?

It was then that she made up her mind, in the middle of a crushing bearhug that she is applying to her poor foe. She would combine the two aspects together for this match. Risty will continue to go all out, but she would not hesitate to make Blossom's feelings go crazy should the opportunity come. And she hopes that Blossom shares the same sentiments. Even going further than that, Risty hopes that her opponent would take advantage of anything to get the upper hand, cause the both of them know who's the expected winner of this match, without question.

As her foe pushed at her face, forcing her head back and wrenching her neck in the process, the toned yet slender fighter grumbled in annoyance, and poured in a surge of strength to crush the middle of the tiny powerhouse's back for an instant, before relieving the majority of the pressure. She made sure that Blossom was lifted in the bearhug to the point that their breasts are mashing against each other, even at the expense of the former's feet dangling decently high in the air.

"Take it easy Blossom..." Risty would mutter teasingly as the amazon would slowly rub her body against the other girl's, having their mashed breasts flop up and down against each other and most especially, their supremely toned abs rubbing against each other. To add to the rubbing, the taller woman would move the smaller woman's body up and down mid-air through her wrapped arms. This now seems more like a sensual bearhug rather than a crushing bearhug, which Risty hopes it suits to Blossom's preference. "How about you... kiss me?" She whispered as a tease once again.