Tiffany Laurence vs Kim Rhee: This Is Your First Time...?

To Tiffany, she felt like she delivered better elbow drops as a rookie just starting out. However this one seemed to do it's job, making Kim do an imitation of a fish out of water, flopping about on the mat.

But Kim showed a good amount of ring savvy and awareness. When the cowgirl sat up, her opponebt had already rolled out of reach, and made her way under the ropes to the floor outside the ring.

"Dammit..." Tiff muttered as she got back to her feet.

She hadn't wanted Kim to gain separation right when the Texan had swung things back in her favor. Still, Tiffany felt confident enough to roll out of the ring and follow Kim. Landing on her feet outside the ring, the blonde would find herself a short distance from her foe. Looking to score a little payback for that hard knee Kim had delivered, Tiffany would wait for Kim to get back to her feet before charging forward, lashing out with her foot to deliver a running big boot at the agile Asian's face!

Kim knew her breather would be short lived. Tiffany was obviously good - too good to let such a golden opportunity slip through her powerful fingers. But she was in a bad way. She was hurting. Any time she could buy, even a scant second, was worth what trouble she had to go through.

That time turned out to not e much at all. She heard the sound of boots on the ground behind her, looked over her shoulder, and sure enough the Texan was right there. Coming her way. Fast.

Kim just barely had time to duck as the boot came to her face, dodging what would’ve surely been a crushing blow. She spun around and leaped up in the same movement, swinging her leg towards Tiffany’s head with a gamengiri.

Charging forward, the Texan had figured Kim was too dizzy and hurt to mount any sort of effecrive defense.

Boy was she wrong.

The smaller woman spun as she ducked Tiff's leg. Then, while the blonde was off balance and vulnerable, Kim leaped up, kicking out and catching Tiffany across the side of her head. The blow stopped her in her tracks, before she fell backwards, landing face up, her slightly glassy eyes looking up at the lights, her generous bust bouncing slightly from the motion.

The crowd burst into approving cheers as the Amazin' Asian toppled the larger woman, while Tiffany wondered dazedly just who this Kim was, to not just keep up with her, but to have her at such a disadvantage..

Kim’s kick didn’t just connect, it connected perfectly, hitting Tiffany’s face with a nice, meaty thwack. Oh, so satisfying, and quite effective. There weren’t too many moves in her repetiore that could drop the Texan in one strike, but the gamengiri was thankfully one of them.

Kim’s hip hit the mat right after Tiffany did, but it wasn’t anywhere near as painful from the look of it. Her opponent seemed to be out for a moment, presenting a golden opportunity. Except for, well…

[b]”Three!”[b]

That. The referee was counting them out, and there was no way she’d deal with the silliness of having a hentai match end like that on her debut. Kim would have to get in the ring soon, but not without leaving a few parting gifts for Tiffany.

Scrambling forward, tiny Asian slid over her opponent’s brawny body, making sure to rub her legs along the hot skin as she moved. She stopped when their hips met and their pussies touched, sliding over each other. Kissing. A little grind.

And then she threw a couple of quick, hard punches to Tiffany’s face. Left, right. Hard hooks.

Tiffany shook her head, trying to clear it as she heard the referee's count reach three. She needed to get back i to the ring.

But then, Kim settled down upon her. The beautiful woman slid up her body, until the cowgirl felt Kim's sex press up against hers, separated by the scant bikini bottoms the women were wearing. Tiffany groaned hotly as the Asian sensually ground and rubbed herself against the blonde.

Then her foe clenched his fists and drove them into the Texan's face in a series of hooks that made her grunt out with the force of each strike.

Tiff wasn't one to take a beating passively. She punched up at Kim's face with a hard rigbt, trying to dislodge her assailant. She also bucked her hips, out of instinct. But that just wound up grinding her pussy up hard against Kim's, whlle raising the woman off the floor...

True, this sort of thing was a little rougher than Kim liked to get with her opponents, but she couldn’t see much of a way around it. Tiffany was a tank, and while she could’ve worn around at her with potshots all day long, there’d be less of a chance of avoiding the cannonfire with each passing second. This was her best shot - get in close, deal the heavy damage.

Of course, Tiffany wasn’t some simpering fawn. She wasn’t just going to lie back and take it. She was a giver, too, and what she gave could’ve knocked Kim out. She had to jut back fast to avoid a hard right, and that meant she wasn’t in the best position to take the bucking bronco. When Tiffany jerked up, Kim was forced to flip forward, rolling away and quickly hopping back to her feet. None the worse for wear. For the moment.

All while the referee still counting. ”4!”

The feeling of Kim pulling away her crotch away from hers left Tiffany feeling a little wanting, but she had also heard the referee's count. Kim had managed to dodge her punch...which was awkwardly thrown in the first place.

Seeing Kim roll away, Tiffany would scramble to her feet. Rumbling outside the ring was good for those haedcore types and brawlers, but the Texan decided that hanging around out here wasn't doing either of them any favors. With that in mind the cowgirl would try to make her way back into the ring by rolli g herself under the bottom rope as the referee called "5!"

Kim cursed under her breath as she got back to her feet, knowing the moment had passed her by, that she’d squandered it. She didn’t have to turn around to see that Tiffany was making her way back into the ring, but she did anyway, and sure enough, that was the case. ”Damn it…”

Okay, missed opportunity. But she could make the most out of this, she was sure.

As Tiffany slid under the rope, Kim hopped up on the apron and grabbed the top rope. She’d been trying to get more accustomed to the ropes, and this was as good a chance as any to test her improvement.

She yanked the rope, hopped up and planted both her feet on it, then springboarded off and flew towards Tiffany, coming towards the towering Texan with a flying elbow, aimed at her head.

Back in the ring, Tiffany gave a sigh of relief. Not only was out from under the threat of a countout, but generally bad things happened outside of the ropes.

Turning around she was just in time to see Kim leap off the top rope!

"Holy-" she began to exclaim but the impact of Kim's elbow against her head cut her off.

Tiffany fell onto her back from the force of Kim's airborne attack, dazed from the strike. It looked like bad things could happen inside the ring as well.....

It was a nasty hit for Tiffany, sure, but it wasn’t exactly paradise for Kim, either.

She’d managed to land the elbow, so that worked at least. A good move. Had a good impact to it. Kim would certainly be adding it to her repertoire.

But not without working on some of the kinks. She hit Tiffany, but the landing was rough, with Kim coming down hard on her shoulder and rolling far more than she intended to. After the crazy tumble, she was quick to get on her knees and crawl back to Tiffany. She plopped on her, chest to chest, and went for the cover.

”1…!”