Keep It On the Down Low...

Aisha supposed, that, technically, it didn't matter whether the referee could verbally finish a count or not - a loss was a loss. But they were exactly playing by strict rules, as so far as she knew, there was no precedent for this sort of thing. Which, considering how much sex happened with the AFW, would actually be surprising if it were true.

It was just an idle thought. For now, she had far more interesting things consider - like the way her tongue was wrapping over Tiffany's, the way their legs were getting all tangled up, and especially the way sexes slid over each other, making lewd noises as a mixture of sweet and sex mingled on their skin. It was dirty, it was nasty, it was silly - she was fucking a woman in a Red Sonja outfit.

But Aisha was loving it. "You want to stay on top?" She blurted out the words fast, between furious kisses.

"Well, I just won...so yeah, I'm staying on top!" Tiffany declared. "But, as much as I love that outfit of yours, it's going to either come off or be ripped off. You're waaay too dressed girl. Come to think of it...so am I."

With that, Tiffany rose to her feet, although she was reluctant to remove her body from contact with Aisha's. If she wasn't so consumed with such an insistent need to get back to feeling Aisha's body, her lips, her everything she might have taken the time to be more playful and teasing about taking off her fake bikini mail. But she was impatient with lust, and as such, her bottoms were sent to the mat as fast as she could yank them down and kick them away. Her top took a slight bit longer, as she yanked at the knots holding it in place. It eventually sailing away as Tiffany tossed out of the ring before she went to look back at Aisha, completely nude before the other woman. While Tiffany's form was lined with muscle, it still maintained feminine curves and lines, with breasts capped with pink erect nipples and her shaved sex damp from arousal....

As much as she wanted to see Tiffany's striptease, she couldn't deny that the cowgirl had a point - Aisha was, indeed, feeling that she was a little overburdened with clothing at that particular moment, and that it wouldn't hurt her to shed a little, too. Tiffany had already done a good job of getting her top nice and free, and it was up to her to do the rest.

The outfit was quite expensive, so she took her time undoing it. She pulled down the hidden zipper in the back of her neck and undid the choker, pulling it free and taking the rest of her top along with it. She put it in a neat pile over to the side, and the beads around her waist joined them soon after. Her bottom was the last to go, working down her hips, unless she pulled it over her heels and laid it on top of the rest.

And, just like that, they were both nude. Well, almost. "Shoes." She stretched out and pointed her toes at Tiffany's furry boots. "They stay on. Kinkier that way."

Tiffany had taken a knee to start undoing the straps and laces that kept her boots on her feet, but then Aisha spoke. She raised her eyes to look back at Aisha to reply but stopped when she caught sight of the other woman's body.

"God, woman, you are breathtaking." she remarked appreciatively. "And for the moment....mine..." she added, unless she thought of as too much of a sap.

Leaving her boots on, Tiff stood up again and advanced on Aisha. Putting a finger on the other woman's chest, she continued walking forward, making the former Rose slowly walk backwards until her back pressed against the turnbuckles of a corner. Then she would press her chest against Aisha's as the Texan's lips descended on the singer's, kissing her again, her tongue making a quick spiral around the Dancing Sista's. As they kissed, the cowgirl sent a hand downwards between their bodies, cupping Aisha's sex. Tiff's fingers rubbed the lips of her pussy, taking the time to explore and caress and not just start plunging fingers into things right away, like more impatient sorts might. She didn't know if she would get a chance like this again with Aisha, so she wanted to make sure she did it right while she could. And honestly, for some reason Tiffany felt like she had to do a good job, and open Aisha's mind to the pleasures that a woman could bring her.

Maybe she should've wore a teacher's outfit instead of the conquering barbarian woman? Nah. That just would've been weird.

Aisha certainly didn't think of Tiffany as a sap. In fact, as the towering Texan approached her and she could feel the heat radiating off her smoldering body, the Diva thought she might've been the sexiest thing she'd ever seen. She certainly couldn't remember better off the top of her head, and she wasn't going to devote much brain power to it.

"For the moment." Aisha repeated with a raw grin, as Tiffany back her up, further and further, until there was absolutely nowhere left to go. Their bodies met, their breasts slid over each other blossomed on contact, and their lips collided for another fiery embrace.

Aisha brought her leg up and ran her heel down the back of Tiffany's thighs, as both of her hands took an ass cheek and began to squeeze, rubbing over the muscle in the cowgirl's toned backside. Things were going nice and smooth and appropriately sinful, , until Tiffany's hand found its way to her sex. Aisha let out a little gasp and jumped at the touch, but it was only a moment surprise - after that, her hips began a slow but steady bucking, rocking against her fingers, craving more and more as her tongue began to wildly flick around Tiffany's mouth.

She wasn't just liking it, she was loving, and she wanted to tell Tiffany she craved even more, all without opening her mouth.

Tiff groaned into the kiss as Aisha's hands squeezed down on her ass. She was glad the other woman was taking the time to explore, to touch her back. To be honest, the cowgirl had been a little worried that Aisha was going to become shy and passive. Now though, she could see that the woman wasn't the type to lie back and take things as they happen.

She felt Aisha react to the fingers at her sex, the other woman's tongue wildly moving about as her hips rocked against Tiffany's hand. The Texan began to rub faster, this time while placing a finger directly on Aisha's clitoris to rub against the sensitive button of her sex. Tiffany also broke the kiss, pulling back slightly so she could let Aisha could fully voice her pleasure.

Tiff always enjoyed being complimented for good work, and listening to a lover's moans was certainly high praise for the cowgirl...

With her mouth freed, Aisha began to sing in a way that few ever experienced. These weren't normal sounds of love-making. They were harder, wilder, freer, coming from vocal cords that had been trained and pushed for over two decades. There was real passion in Aisha's voice, the same she brought on the stage for all her fans, but this time with a distinct sexual flavor.

"God, you're good." Aisha whispered, as if there was anyone around to hear and she wanted to keep their words to themselves. "Starting to think you had all this planned from the start."

The tall blonde listened attentively as the former Rumble Rose voiced her ecstasy. Although Tiff had been with more than a few lovers of both genders, Aisha was memorable in the way that she expressed her pleasure, her voice going through more octaves and pitches that most others...

"Mmm, girl I suck at planning." Tiffany breathed softly as her lips traced their way down Aisha's chest. "Improvising though, I'm really good at..."

At that, she captured the diva's right nipple between her teeth, exerting just enough force to keep it held as her tongue flicked back and forth over it.

The Texan's fingers would delve into Aisha's sex with a sudden thrust, trying to pierce deep into it's depths with little preamble.

Aisha had started to give a little snippy retort to Tiffany’s words, thinking up something she assumed would be clever and funny. She couldn’t be sure, though, because the moment she felt those smooth, Southern lips on her breast, she suddenly had an awful hard time stringing together coherent thoughts.

”Ah-” She hissed as Tiffany’s teeth dug into her nipple, but the hiss softened when she felt those little fingers tickling at her sex. She was already close to an orgasm before they even started going to work, and she was rapidly approaching the cliff now.

”Little more…” She spoke through her breathless pants, as she ran her legs down Tiffany’s back and completely gave in, letting the Wild Texan have her way. ”Bring me home…”

Tiffany smiled as she heard Aisha's pants as she approached her climax. She began to thrust her fingers faster, and faster into the other woman's sex.

Enjoying the embrace of Aisha's legs, listening to her gasp and moan, Tiffany decided to try and bring the former Rumble Rose off in grand style. With a wink at Aisha, the cowgirl sank to her knees in front of the dark skinned woman. She then, began to twist her wrist as her two fingers moved in and out of Aisha's pussy, making them spiral about while inside her body.

With her face so close to Aisha's groin, Tiff decided it would just be lazy to not get her lips and tongue involved. As she continued to finger the diva, the blonde kissed the pink pearl of Aisha's clit before letting her tongue trace up and down it. She let out a moan of delight at the taste of the other woman's sex.

"Aisha...cum for me. I want to hear you scream, girl....!" she breathed heatedly.