Finally Spreading Wings (For Daemongirl)

Heather nod her head a little at Natasha's words. She honestly wanted to improve--she wanted to do her absolute best to do so and maybe even impress Natasha with what she was doing. "Mnh..H-ha--of course. You think I'd half ass it?" She let out, pushing and rubbing her chest against her's before suddenly she felt the girl's lips push against her own. "M-mnh!" She totally wasn't expecting that. Her face flared up a deep red as she squirmed around, heart pounding hard.

She indeed was too distracted to do anything about the girl tossing her into the corner. She winced, body jolting slightly as she collided with it, shaking her head as she was slumped against the corner.

"No but I had to make sure just in case. You seem different, more confident, now show me in this ring how true that is." Natasha said after tossing Heather into the corner, walking at a brisk pace over towards her before jumping at the last moment. Unless Heather moved out of the way Natasha's ample chest would collide with her friend's face as she splashed against her, Natasha then grabbing onto the top rope to pull herself forward for a firm smother hold!

Heather took a few deep breaths as she watched Natasha move herself towards her. She was putting herself on guard--just taking the time to regain herself before suddenly seeing Natasha leap up like that. Her eyes widened, not expecting the sudden corner splash--getting a faceful of those lovely large breasts of her's. "M-mmpgnh!!" She let out a loud muffled yell, her head spinning, slightly dazed from the feeling before she felt her pull forward and engulf her face in her breasts.

"Mngph!! Mmmmph!!" Heather yelled and whimpered out into Natasha's breasts, squirming helplessly as she desperately pushed at Natasha's sides. She kept trying her best to push her away--desperately needing to catch a breath--her face burning a total red as the girl locked her in one of those few holds that Heather always found quite a bit of trouble in..though..she had an idea. Getting her bearings back--one of her hands slipped down,trying to push right past the waistband of Natasha's skirt and panties and rub at her sex.

In their long history together Heather had shown on numerous occassions a weakness to Natasha's chest, in particular she had always succumbed rather quickly to being smothered by the bluenette's impressive mounds. If her friend was serious about improving in the hentai field this was one area she had to get better at resisting, otherwise there was sadly not much hope for her.

She felt Heathr pushing against her but Natasha held firm, keeping a strong grip on the top rope to ensure she wasn't thrown off by Heather quite so easily. What she didn't expect however was for Heather's hand to sneak its way underneath her shorts, Natasha's arms going weak at the sudden intrusion into her sex, making her easy for Heather to then shove backwards.

Heather let out little muffled sounds over and over, her face just totally engulfed in Natasha's breasts. It was quite hard for her to not just crumble and give in right there--but she was doing her best to fight past it--and she figured she may have found the best way possible to do so especailly in this kind of match. She slipped her finger inside her, firmly pushing past her folds and starting to pump and push in as deep as she could.

She hummed into Natasha's breasts a little, feeling her grip weaken. She suddenly pressed forward, wrapping one arm around Natasha to try and push off the corner, attempting to slam Natasha hard onto her back--thrusting her finger deep inside her as she did.

Natasha threw her arms up around the neck of Heather as they both fell to the floor with Heather landing on top of her, her friend's finger thrusting inside her up to the knuckle as they crashed to the ground. Natasha let out a single, drawn out moan despite the pain in her back, her hands slipping from around the woman's neck to push against her shoulders instead. It took a few moments for the world to stop spinning but Heather kept pumping her finger inside of the Frenchwoman, which helped to bring her back to her sense quicker.

"Okay! That was a good one!" She exclaimed, moaning out the words while trying to wiggle her way out from under Heather.

Heather took a few deep breaths as she nod her head. "H-ha--glad you liked it" she said with a grin, nodding her head. She wasn't stopping though. She felt her wiggling and knew she had to do something around it. She spun herself around, slipping her legs over the girl, reaching back to try and grab hold of her hair. "You're so done, Natasha!" she let out, snickering a little before trying to yank her head up.

She tried to pull her face firmly into her ass and crotch--trying to lock her legs around her head in a figure four headscissor hold. At the same time, she went to push down Natasha's bottoms, pressing her hand firmly against her crotch if she could to shove two fingers into her sex--aiming to go at her again--her face as red as it could get.

Natasha rose up onto her elbows as Heather shifted around only to have her head shoved firmly back against the floor as Heather dropped down right onto her face. Natasha wiggled a bit but found herself stuck under her friend and former lover, her hands grabbing onto the woman's hips to try and keep from being smothered by Heather's round ass. A sharp yank at her hair made Natasha wince but she kept her head back, that was until Heather pushed two fingers into her pussy.

Moaning loudly Natasha's face was quickly pulled up against Heather's ass and for several moments she could only make muffled moans and cries as Hather pumped her fingers inside of her. Natasha, hands pulling on Heather's hips, placed her face under the woman's crotch to fight back by running her tongue over the waiting sex.

Heather grinned, squeezing with her legs as hard as she could. She felt her trying her best to stop herself from being smothered by her, shaking her head a little at her attempts. "Just lie there and take it Natasha! I know you love your face up in my ass!" She let out, snickering a bit as she pumped her fingers deep inside her. She twist them around a little, pumping harder and harder, grinning wide before she suddenly felt that wet sensation against her crotch.

"H-hah!!" She gasped out, eyes widening at the feeling, gritting her teeth hard. "Ngh..N-not gonna work!" She let out, going to slip a third finger inside Natasha. She pumped as hard and fast as she could, fighting to desperately try to get her to cum before she would have to roll off her to prevent herself from doing so instead!

The Heather she remembered would have already been putting as much distance between herself and Natasha after feeling the Frenchwoman's tongue sliding over her sex, but much to her surprise this new Heather held her ground. On one hand Natasha was proud to see how much her friend truly had progressed, but on the other hand this new and improved Heather still had her stuck beneath her, fingers dancing away within her. The bluenette's hips thrust into the air when that third finger slipped inside her, Natasha releasing an even louder moan into Heather's pussy before her feet slipped and her lower body fell back to the floor.

Natasha's hands reachd up, feeling along Heather's body until she found her desired targets. Squeezing the woman's breasts Natasha would give Heather's sex one more deep lick before pulling forward on her breasts, Natasha trying to force her down so she could sit up.