SS 16 Main Event: Natasha Loclear(C) Vs. Teresita in a Last Woman Standing for the Hentai Title

Natasha ran at a full sprint into Teresita, throwing the full weight of her body behind her tits as she brought them smacking into the taller woman's face. She had hoped to bring the woman down to the mat but the frenchwoman wasn't surprised to see her maintain her balance, stumbling a few steps but staying on her feet. Teresita didn't waste any time in coming right back at Natasha, hitting the bluenette with a taste of her own medicine as she charged, slamming her massive chest right into Natasha's face before she had a chance to get out of the way. Teresita's mounds were plenty heavy enough to stagger Natasha, her head whipping around with her body soon following suit as she stumbled into the ropes.

With her breasts resting over the top rope, her hands clutching it to regain her balance, Natasha flashed a grin only the crowd would see before shoving off of the ropes and launching herself at Teresita. She led with her shoulder, trying to spear Teresita down onto her back so she could mount her chest and throw a quick couple of slaps at her head.

Teresita smiled, as Natasha fell back, dropping against the ropes. It felt good to give the bluenette a taste of her own medicine, and she wasn't done yet. She had much, much more planned for the champion.

She started to advance forward, quickly moving towards Natasha again, only to pause at sight of her grin. Before she had a chance to process Natasha's look, the champion had flung herself off of the ropes, ducking down and slamming her shoulder straight into Teresita's gut.

"OOF!"

The Brazilian went down, the air forced straight out of her body, her huge tits jiggly uncontrollably as she fell backwards onto the canvas. Her body jerked once as she hit the mat, and then Natasha sat up upon her, the bluenette's ass sitting nicely upon her breasts, as her hand slapped across the dark skin of Teresita's cheeks.

The challenger's head snapped in one direction, and then the other, as Natasha slapped at her, and for the moment, she was in a brief daze, trying to fully take in the champion's sudden reversal and assault upon her.

The crowd was on its collective feet for their champion as Natasha turned the tables right back around on Teresita yet again, keeping their match in the seesaw format it had been in so far with a hard shoulder tackle to the woman's stomach. Natasha was looking to change that though now that she had the giantess flat on her back beneath her, a few solid slaps to Teresita's lovely face enough to keep her momentarily pacified, perhaps even enough to give Natasha the time she needed to have a bit of fun.

"Just lay back and enjoy yourself Teresita, you should savor your time with me while you can, before I walk out still the champion." She said after that third and final slap before shifting her body, turning to the right while bringing her leg up to press down against Teresita's upper chest, inches away from choking her with it completely but just close enough to make breathing a challenge. This left her other leg pressing down over Teresita's midsection, Natasha kneeling right on top of the challenger!

Natasha gave her own pair a firm squeeze once she had taken her perch on top of Teresita, letting out a heavy sigh before sliding her hand down along her body and over Teresita's pair. Her fingers dug in deep, distending the plump tit flesh with a sultry grin, working them over before inevitably her left hand drifted lower until its fingertips brushed along those inviting pussy lips.

"You know, you're an excellent throne beloved..." Natasha said, borrowing the phrase from Teresita. "Plenty of cushion."

Teresita let out a soft gag, as Natasha's long, beautiful leg began to press down on her, not enough to choke her but enough to weaken her air supply. She looked up at the woman, still trying to shake off her stinging slaps, but found herself staring as Natasha's hands rose up, grabbing her own breasts and giving them a grope, letting out that deep sigh. Teresita couldn't help but stare, finding the sight to be quite attractive. Her legs began to shift against themselves, the Brazilian feeling an ever-so-familiar warmth spreading between her legs as she stare at the champion.

Her gaze followed Natasha's hands downwards, watching them slide over the champion's voluptuous body, giving a slight shiver as they touched her own heaving, gigantic breasts. She caught herself moaning out rather loud, but quickly bit her lip, stifling her moan as Natasha began to rub, and squeeze, and touch her sensitive tit-flesh. It was a wonderful feeling, and for the moment the challenger had forgotten where she was and what she was doing. She had dreamed of facing the beautiful champion for so very, very long, and now that she was actually here, shuddering under Natasha's touch...

It was needless to say, but the Brazilian was rather enjoying it.

She closed her eyes, letting out another moan, louder this time as Natasha's fingers brushed against the moist lips of her pussy. Her body gave another shudder, and she squirmed again beneath the woman, starting to lose herself under the skillful touch of the Hentai Champion.

Natasha spared a glance down at the face of Teresita, averting her gaze away from her hands as they played with the challenger's body to better judge the woman's reactions. Not that she truly needed to see Teresita nibbling on her bottom lip to know what was racing through her mind, the abrupt end of a low moan and the subtle movements of the woman's legs told Natasha enough about what Teresita was feeling to fill a book or two. She smiled, her soft lips freshly wet as her tongue rolled over them, slowly leaning her head down to draw closer to Teresita. The hand which still lay upon the woman's mounds buried its fingers in the right breast, but rather than massaging the flesh as Natasha had been she simply squeezed harder and harder the closer she drew to her.

"I'll make a deal with you Teresita, don't hold back the music of your ecstasy...and I won't either." Her face remained a foot away from Teresita's but she spoke as if whispering into the ear of a lover.

For an added touch Natasha waited until she spoke "lover" aloud before plunging two of her fingers kunckle deep into the woman's already wet pussy, rubbing them up and down the shallows of Teresita's sex while she stared into the woman's eyes. Deeper they went, Natasha drawing out the process as long as she could to heighten the anticipation on her challenger's part, hoping to keep her mind filled with nothing but the thoughts of what those fingers would feel like when they dove deeper on their next pass.

It was a good thing for Teresita that her eyes were closed. The sight of Natasha sitting upon her, licking her lips and leaning closer to the woman might have been too much for the Brazilian to handle! If it was any other woman, it wouldn't have been a problem, but given that it was Natasha of all people, it would have been a hard sight to take in.

The touch of Natasha's hand upon her breast, the sound of the woman's whisper, the music that was her voice...it was a deadly combination. There was a reason why Natasha was the champion, and the giant Teresita was getting a first-hand lesson in that reason.

When the bluenette's fingers dove into her, though, the Brazilian suddenly came alive again. Her entire body bucked upwards, her eyes snapping open as the most powerful moan yet escaped from her soft lips. She began to groan, and pant, and part of her knew she needed to fight back, but...the rest of her was too busy enjoying herself to do that. Facing Natasha was a long-time dream for her, and now that she was at the woman's mercy, she was nearly paralyzed with excitement and pleasure.

"Closing your eyes to the world? Should I take that as a yes to my offer then?" Natasha said, releasing a long and drawn out of her own just to tantalize Teresita with the sound of what she might get to hear if she had her way during their match. Giggling Natasha slid her leg a little further up, or rather she tried to do that before Teresita gave a mighty thrust upward, nearly unseating the Frenchwoman. All that kept her on top of the giantess was Natasha's firm grip on the woman's breast, she felt like she was riding a bull there for a moment before Teresita collapsed back down against the mat.

For what she was certain was a bodily reflex and not a councious effort to escape Natasha was surprised by the strength of it, it seemed Teresita was every bit as strong as she had feared she might be coming into tonight. "Oh, did you enjoy that beloved?" She half whispered, giving Teresita a hard slap across her tits as a bit of punishment.

Nearly being thrown off served as a signal for Natasha that she needed to change things up, to get a better vantage from which to continue her exploration of the woman's incredible body. She turned once so that she was facing the woman's lower body, her ass nestled back atop those heavy tits of her opponent's, Natasha going so far as to grind her rear over them. Reaching forward Natasha took hold of Teresita's right leg to pull it up and press it against her chest, giving her other hand better access to the woman's excited pussy.

As Natasha continued her assault on the bigger woman, Teresita made a mental note to herself: no matter what happened, no matter how their match ended, they would be spending the rest of the Alaska trip together. The Brazilian was loving every little touch that Natasha was giving her, and she could think of few ways to enjoy the rest of her visit to the frozen north than being locked up in a warm hotel room with the champion.

Or rather, the former champion, because Teresita still planned on winning this. She winced as Natasha slapped her chest, causing both of her heavy tits to jiggle around a bit, and when the bluenette spun around, grinding her wide, plump ass against her chest, she couldn't stop herself from moaning again, just as loud and filled with pleasure as before.

She made another mental note, reminding herself to give Natasha's ass some extra attention later.

Her breath grew quicker, and her moans grew faster, as Natasha lifted her leg, her fingers still working at her practically dripping pussy. There was a small part of her that wanted to just relax, and let Natasha have her way with her, but that part was quiet, barely an inner whisper. The rest of Teresita had decided it was time to fight back, and time to finally bring the fight back to Natasha.

While the bluenette was working at her sex, Teresita suddenly reached up, sliding her hands around Natasha's body. She let each of her strong hands clutch at each of Natasha's huge tits, giving both of them a deep, forceful squeeze, trying to catch the woman off guard, hoping to surprise her and stop her attack, even if just for a moment. A moment was all the Brazilian needed, and was determined to get it, her fingers digging deep into the champion's tit-flesh.

Natasha coiled her right arm around Teresita's leg to keep it pressed firmly against her chest, the bluenette unable to resist grinding her naked tit up and down along that trapped leg however, a bit of added teasing for the amazon underneath her. At the thought of Teresita she glanced over her shoulder and flashed the woman a playful sort of grin before turning back to the task at hand, sliding her fingers nice and deep into the folds of Teresita's pussy. Her digits, now three in total, needed little force to glide past the woman's labia, the mushy flesh slick with her arousal and making the sexiest splsh sounds as she pumped her fingers in and out.

"Gawh!" Natasha yelped, not trying to stiffle the moan that followed as she remembered the deal she had just made just moments ago not to. Instead she opened her mouth and took Teresita's big toe inside, sucking on it lovingly while her tits were squeezed in a vice like grip.

Her mind focused as it was on such a lovely sight Natasha didn't notice Teresita shifting a bit beneath her until those powerful hands of hers busied themselves with gripping the Frenchwoman's ample breasts. The move wasn't completely unexpected, she had been waiting for Teresita to fight back, but the force of it did throw off Natasha. Her fingers did not stop but they did grow more eratic, losing their steady pace and instead rubbing every which way over the woman's sex.

Teresita was panting now harder now, her breath growing faster and faster as Natasha's fingers went crazy, slipping and sliding all over her sex. The Brazilian was a huge woman, with enough stamina to last against almost any attack, sexual or otherwise, but even she couldn't hold out forever against someone with the pure skill and technique of Natasha. Even with her motions growing more erratic, Natasha's touch was still like fire, sending hot waves of pleasure through Teresita's body with every pump and every thrust.

She clutched at Natasha's tits harder, letting her fingers sink deep into the girl's tit-flesh. There was no attempts at arousal here, no attempts at making the girl scream. This was entirely an escape attempt, plain and simple. She held on tight, waiting for just the right moment, and then suddenly bucked her body upwards, as hard as she could. At the same time, she twisted herself, trying to roll to the side, trying to force Natasha off of her body and to the mat beside of her.