Hot Tub Rub

Fallon had retaliated in the perfect fashion for the Korean girl's early play, putting her breasts under her counterpart's and bouncing the Asian girl's orbs on top of hers, causing them to jiggle and look rather soft, much to the surprise of all of their admirers. The advantage didn't last too long, but while it did last, Fallon had definitely shown what she could do.

They were now locked in dueling bearhugs, and Fallon was glad to escalate and tighten her bearhug as much as her counterpart wanted! "I bite, too! Better watch out for your tasty-looking boobs!" Fallon would reply, as she really wouldn't mind biting onto the green-haired girl's boobs, just to feel all of that soft flesh in her mouth and to play with the girl's nipple with her tongue. Just because she was a belly girl didn't mean that she didn't love boobs, too!

The Korean girl made a move, then, trying to lift Fallon up slightly and get her boobs underneath Fallon's. Of course, as wet as they were, Fallon was only lifted up slightly, and still had her feet on the bottom of the hot tub. But the other girl's boobs did get under hers, and started rubbing the undersides of both of her awesome tits! "Kh...nice try!" Fallon would say, as she would make her next move to try to break free.

Fallon would start rubbing her belly up and down against the green-haired girl, tightening her abs as she did! They would rub against the ridge of the girl's solar plexus, and they would also rub against her boobs! Fallon's iron abs were going to rub all over her confident counterpart, grinding down her boobs and her belly until she let Fallon go!

"I was biting a metaphor! A metaphor that just happened to jiggle a lot!" Now she wouldn't mind getting her mouth all over those perky mounds but in her experience once someone's teeth got into the equation all bets were off and so was all dignity. She was being promiscuous and horny but she had standards for her promiscuous horniness!

While Fallon was heavier than her small height difference would suggest, Koh was able to slip her now quite erect breasts under Fallon's. They loudly slicked as they molded and half enveloped her's, covering her chest in a blobbing blanket of mushy comfort. Rather than attempting to power upwards and lift her breasts, Koh giggled and leaned forward, sticking out her tongue as her breasts swept and smoothed out her opponent's underboobs in arousing yet minimal motions. Her own looked like they had a life of their own as they spread and contracted, smoothing out nearly every inch of Fallon's breasts.

Meanwhile, her solar plexus tingled with delight as Fallon lead a foray with her abs! Her body tightened and she hissed out a pleasured breath. Fallon's abs felt perfectly in shape even under the combined hug but Koh wasn't about to stand there and take it. While she was only slightly lifting Fallon up, it was enough for her to push forward and attempt to ram her against the wall. Hoping that would stun her, she would attempt to grab both of her wrists and stretch them out to the side, leading with her belly for a powerful press! She'd show Fallon's tummy who was the real hardbody, all the while her swelling breasts would bury the latina's under their mass!

Fallon was a little annoyed that Sang-Mi had managed to get her boobs underneath Fallon's, switching their positions and making Fallon's boobs droop and mold around hers. The Californian definitely did not want to be made to look weak or soft by her counterpart here, but she needed to quickly turn things around if she was going to change that. She tried to use her abs to do so, and she could tell that, when she pressed her abs down against the Korean girl's midsection, that there was a definite reaction: some surprise, some pleasure, as Fallon's diamond-strong abs ground against her opposite's solar plexus.

If she had been able to keep on rubbing like that, she would have eventually ground Sang-Mi's solar plexus, and her boobs, and her belly into cute powder. But with Fallon up on her tiptoes and unable to maneuver quite so well, her green-haired counterpart took advantage, and maneuvered her up against the wall. Fallon's butt squished against the ceramic tiles of the edge of the hot tub, and her foe grabbed her arms to pull them to the sides and initiate a full-body press.

But, despite being backed up against the edge of the hot tub, Fallon was now back on the soles of her feet, on even footing with her green-haired counterpart. She did not have much room for error, but she didn't need that room. She was one of the best grinders in the whole world! She was going to grind this girl into powder yet!

Fallon pushed back with her arms, trying to keep them level, and then pushed forward with her belly. Her rival was leading with her belly, and that would prove to be a big mistake for Sang-Mi! Fallon kept her belly tightened and thrusted it forward, smacking the packs of her stomach into their counterparts, leaving no space between their wet figures as they slid and pressed against each other. Meanwhile, Fallon would try to get her breasts up a little bit higher—not so high that they were perched weakly on top of Sang-Mi's, but high enough so that she might thrust her bust forward and spear her nipples into the soft boob flesh of the Korean beauty!

"Welcome to rock and a hard place, population you!" With the advantage in momentum, Koh relished the opportunity to literally rub in her perceived dominance in the field of voluptuousness. With her back to the wall, Fallon didn't have the room to manoeuvre and was in the perfect position for a Korean sandwiching! Water squirted out from between their cleavage as the asian redoubled her efforts, pushing Fallon's arms right over the edge of the pool so she could get even closer with her. Her large breasts were at their most erect, feeling like dense packs of meatiness with a squishy layer of fat. Whereas previously they would mold, with this much force behind them they crushed eagerly into Fallon's chest, her nipples burying into latina rack. "Sorry amigo, but I'm putting these doggies down~"

Koh looked confident and in control but in the heat of the moment, the onlookers weren't focusing on the second battle going down. Most people focused on breasts and crotches when two ladies went body to body, but the belly was a larger area with just as many opportunities for arousal. When she tried to complete the press by bearing down on Fallon, she ran into a six-pack problem that stopped her in her tracks. It was only due to the fog that nobody could see Koh's eyes widening in surprise before half closing as she fought the electrifying, prickling tension that bubbled in her belly.

Even with the water covering them, it was a frictious sensation that made Koh's arms stiffen and her grip on her opponent's wrists tighten almost painfully. She looked into Fallon's eyes with a smirk, huffing as she retaliated by grinding her belly upwards, rubbing her crushing tits up over Fallon's, squishing and pushing them along, before grinding down. She was a cheery girl but Fallon's rub had changed something in her eyes - as if she'd been issued a formal challenge and had been caught off guard.

"Nice belly you get, let's see how it compares!"

Fallon, confident though she was, was in a very difficult place right now. She was pressed up against the side of the hot tub, her butt squishing back against the ceramic tiles, the rest of her body being bent back over the side of the pool when her opponent pushed forward. The Californian still had no doubt that she would win this challenge, but she was having trouble. As Sang-Mi's breasts bore down on hers, Fallon would fight back as much as she could. Her own breasts were meaty and full, too, and she would throw them forward, battering the Korean's ample chest and feeling her own battered in return. But it seemed as though she was coming out the worse for wear in those exchanges.

"You're not putting my doggies down! I think it's time to let these puppies bark a little!" Fallon would insist, as she would push forward again, not only with her breasts, but with her belly. And it was the belly-pressing which elicited a reaction from Koh Sang-Mi. The girl obviously could feel just how strong Fallon's abs were, as they buffeted her own and came out the better for it in that exchange. Fallon grinned. "Gotcha."

Now, they were having a real, honest-to-goodness grinding contest, and Fallon was going all-in. She thrust her belly forward, meeting the green-haired girl's belly, grinding them together, feeling smooth muscle meeting smooth muscle. Fallon knew she would win the belly war, so she had to focus on her breasts. She moaned as her foe's boobs came down on hers, squishing them and flattening them. She had to retaliate, and get off of this wall.

"Hya! Hya!" Fallon would exclaim, as she threw her left breast, then her right breast forward in turn. It was a give and take. The Korean's breasts would flatten Fallon's, turning them into pancakes, but then Fallon would push hers forward and would bury Sang-Mi's tits underneath her own. Fallon got squished, Sang-Mi got squished. It wasn't tit for tat—it was tit for tit! Fallon shoved with her whole body, including her arms, as she tried to force her foe to back up and let her off the wall. "Hyaah!"

"Lotta talk for someone who can barely move an inch!" She teased back. She jiggled her chest and threw back her head, drawing adoration from her fans. Fallon's breasts molded first before spreading out like how guacamole would mash under a spatula. Feeling confident with those eyes behind her, Koh pushed Fallon's hands over the edge of the pool and let her whole front dock parallel with Fallon's, aiming to bury her under a toned and voluptuous body.

She looked in control, even as Fallon's belly pressed out before the Korean used her momentum advantage, but things were startng to fall apart.

Fallon's belly seemed to be made of sandpaper given that even with all that water, the smallest cleft of muscle didn't just catch on her skin. It stuck, clung, dig, and almost scratched itself with a sensation of pure electrifying bliss. With her chin resting against Fallon's shoulder Sang-Mi looked in control but her long hair draped the rather anxious expression on her face. Her eyes were shut and she was holding back cringes as Fallon's belly, disadvantaged as it was in its position, scraped her own into a quiveringly tight wall. It looked impressive but it was making her tummy very sensitive to friction!

Taking the initiative, Fallon began her boob-boxing. Sang-Mi's breasts wobbled, inflated and squished back, half enveloping Fallon's as her distraction was followed up by hard breast rubbing. Sang-Mi was forced to stumble back, momentarily disengaging their enviable tummies and losing her grip. Her hair splayed about and the crowd gasped at her clear arousal, trying not to stiffen her shoulders under the sexual onslaught.

Yet she wasn't prepared to leave this empty handed. As desperate as she was aggressive, her hands shot around Fallon's shoulders and pulled her close. A hand against the back of her head shoved her lips right into Koh's and the crowd whistled loudly. The korean was betting on the very simple, sexy move stunning her and getting both of them into that zone when intimacy and competition melted!

Fallon had been in quite a perilous spot, with Sang-Mi pressing her back against the edge of the pool and spreading Fallon's breasts out until they looked like tan pancakes underneath those beautiful, bountiful Korean boobies. But Fallon was no longer the one at a disadvantage. She started her counterattack with, of course, her belly. No matter what the Korean girl tried to do, her abs were not going to best Fallon's. The Californian tightened her belly and let the other wrestler's abs crash helplessly against it like waves against the rocky shore. Sang-Mi's belly button would get caught on Fallon's muscles for a second, and Fallon's abs would stretch out that navel, clearly unsettling the green-haired Korean.

"Gotcha!"

Then, Fallon would bring her boobs into play. With Sang-Mi all of a sudden shaken up a little bit as Fallon's abs sandpapered hers, the Californian knew that she had a chance to take control. She threw her weight forward, turning to the side slightly to bash one boob into its opposite number. The same way Fallon's breasts had been smashed like guacamole, Sang-Mi's boob was like pizza dough being vigorously kneaded, flattening almost completely and molding around Fallon's firm orb. Fallon would laugh and throw her weight the other direction, crushing the Korean girl's other tit, smashing it like an overripe tomato. The green-haired wrestler backpedaled, and the brunette, grinning, surged forward, pushing them all the way back to the center of the hot tub.

Some of the spectators gasped. Some of them laughed or cheered. Mostly, it depended on whether they were cheering for Fallon or for Koh Sang-Mi to win this bout. Most of them, it seemed, just wanted a good show. And they were going to get it. As Fallon pushed Sang-Mi backwards, the Korean girl was obviously getting desperate, and that desperation led her to grab onto Fallon's head and pull her in for a kiss. "Mmmm!" Fallon moaned, as her lips pressed into those of her rival and their bellies briefly separated.

Sang-Mi tasted funny—sort of sweet. Fallon would adapt to these new circumstances quickly. She would bring both of her hands around the other girl's body to grab onto her ass, squeezing the Asian wrestler's butt cheeks roughly as she would then pull hard on the girl's lower body. Their bodies would connect, crotch to crotch, belly to belly, boobs to boobs, with Fallon's boobs flattening their opposing orbs on that initial contact. Fallon would open her mouth to laugh, and then kept her mouth open to stick her tongue out and shove it right into the Korean girl's mouth!

It was clear that both wrestlers had something on their minds that had less to do with what they had signed up for... or did it?

Embracing one another in a lusty lockup, the sounds that emerged from the rubbing alone were making the spectators quite antsy and many lacked the inhibitions they had an hour prior (not that those had been in great supply). It was very hard to not tend to one's needs as two busty hard-bodied beauties lavished and ravished one another with rubs and kisses. Even with Fallon's boobs turning into what looked like mushroom caps being flattened by ripe bursting fruit, it was difficult to tell who was winning in the two person orgy.

Sang Mi kept her arms around Fallon's head, impatiently pulling her back into an onslaught of licking and kissing. It wasn't just on her lips but around them and her cheeks, even her collarbone and top of her breasts. Her large breasts squelched out water that got stuck between them, occasionally being squired overhead. She'd seemingly lost herself to pleasure... but she had a simple strategy.

She couldn't outmuscle Fallon's belly, not if she went up against it directly. Grinding her crotch into Fallon's and moaning into her mouth, her snake-like smile told her she had other ideas. Rubbing her mound in place in a very wet tribadism, Sang-Mi winked as she went to work on every woman's weak spot, hoping to cause Fallon's muscles to quiver and soften. It was a run-around tactic but Sang-Mi was enjoying it very much. Her own belly was starting to soften up too but she considered it worth it!

Everyone in the hot tub seemed to be enjoying the show, and that was great. But Fallon was not really thinking about the enjoyment of the crowd right now. Fallon wasn't even thinking about her own enjoyment—not really, anyway. She wanted to get in there and beat this girl! She was thinking about competing and winning, and if one of the ways to win was to take the green-haired girl on in a kissing contest, then Fallon would do it!

Right now, the lockup was very even, Sang-Mi having been able to recover and hold her ground in the middle of the hot tub after Fallon had been able to erase her early advantage by using her indomitable belly. Their boobs seemed to be relatively equal right now, with both pairs of tits getting flattened every now and then by the other, while occasionally they would collide equally and either bounce off of each other or both be flattened. Meanwhile, Fallon's belly was faring a little better, crashing into Sang-Mi's and coming out the better for it time and again.

The Korean girl kissed Fallon feverishly, and so the Californian of course had to reply in kind. She gladly sucked on Sang-Mi's lips, slid her tongue over the girl's face and up over her nose, then down over the girl's shoulders and her collarbone. The two of them were getting really intimate now, their near-naked bodies smushed closely together and their mouths moving all over each other. And to think, Fallon didn't even know the other girl's name.

When the Korean girl thrust her crotch forward to rub her mound against Fallon's, the brunette gasped, but she was not cowed. It was turning her on, but so was the belly-rubbing. The belly stuff was turning her on more, probably. It was distracting, though, for her pussy and her rival's pussy to be rubbing like that. Fallon's muscles relaxed, just a little, but she would not give in or anything like that. She would thrust her whole body forward, still grinding, and now grinding her crotch against Sang-Mi's, as well!

The slowly shifting sandwich of Korean and Californian slowly moved up and down like bubbles in a lava lamp, molding to one another's contoured muscles almost perfectly. Sang-Mi had lost her edge from earlier, squishing like a sponge being scraped against a dish but in the heat of the moment her mind raced with strategies and lustful desire alike. Fallon's hard body was well protected against squeezes and crushing grinds, but a good Aphrodite Productions wrestler always knew there were softer ways to dominate that weren't any less effective.

By leading with her crotch thrust, she was keying Fallon in to another stage of their sensual conflict, licking her lips before licking Fallon's. Oh she didn't doubt the lady had experience but she seemed to be in the mood to crush and control. Smushing her crotch right into Fallon's, pushing forward and denying her the space to move, she jiggled herself up and down, using the voluminous nature of her breasts to slosh and squish around her opponent's. Her crotch slicked right over her's, clit on clit, fast and moist.

Her lips passed against Fallon's, not hard enough for a kiss but enough time for her to slip her tongue over them and up the bridge of her nose. She giggled a little before forcing her breasts down and squishing down hard on Fallon. With her arms around her shoulders and neck, she had good leverage as she began a fast hopping assault that was quickly slicking up Fallon like a human window wiper!