Sweaty Embrace

Even if Odessa and Karen had never pressed frames upon one another, the heat of the raven haired powerhouses surroundings would of likely put her in a lowly state of slumber. And that was before Odessa created extra steam upon entry.

Karen for a moment felt as if she was gazing into an ebony mirror; eyes briefly attracted to a thick drip of sweat formed on the base of Odessa's nose. With time seemingly brought to a standstill by the engrossed moment of sweat-watching, Karen's gaze would follow the droplet as it flew free; free-falling into the exotic amazons great, mushrooming bosom and joining the rest of the salty liquid which had already made its home.

Snapped back to reality as it were by her gaze upon said bosom, Karen would be reminded that whilst giant in its own right, Odessa's perfect chest appeared even larger through efforts of her own. Namely, the fact that Odessa's breasts were using Karen's own assets as a pair of bouncy pillows!

Now with focus back in her eyes, a quick yet notable shiver would tickle up Karen's spine from the feeling of her thick thigh engrossed by Odessa's own; the notable but far from crushing weight of Odessa now baring down upon said leg. Her grip sliding but an inch every few seconds until her fingers would make their home further around her ebony rivals back, Karen's awkwardness at her blatant gawping upon those exquisitite breasts, an awkwardness only made worse by the shiver upon her back, was now exchanged for a smug dark smile. In her mind, the encounter, however literally and figuritively steamy, was about to reach its end.

"Well...it's been a laugh a minute...whatever the fuck your name was...but...ya know...I did say it was time for your exit..." Words said with absolute confidence to the figure Karen fully well knew the name of perched upon her thigh would match Karen's opt for action, as she began a steady, shuffling motion. Slowly pivoting her frame, Karen made every effort to heave Odessa towards the door, one awkward movement at a time.

Albeit, maintaining her lift upon Odessa and opening the door was an issue Karen had not at all considered...

It was hot in the sauna, and the two of them were sweating something fierce, which would soon enough make each of them noticeably difficult for the other to hold onto. That was the point of a steam room like this, after all. It was designed to give one's pores a workout, not one's muscles. The two of them were taking it easy, relatively speaking, handling each other with kiddie gloves, not escalating, just colliding with each other in slow motion, but that was all about to change as Karen made a big move to try to prevent Odessa from gaining any more ground.

"Khh!" Odessa gasped, as she was lifted up, set upon Karen's knee, and, bouncing with every movement of her raven-haired foe, was carried over towards the door, her foe proclaiming victory all the way! Karen had closed half of the distance between where they had stood, almost in the exact center of the room, and the exit which she obviously planned to unceremoniously toss Odessa out of.

Well, the ebony beauty would have something to say about that.

"Too bad...now I'm going to have to start trying," Odessa warned, as she slid her legs up her foe's body, and wrapped them around the woman's midsection, giving her one warning squeeze...and then another one, pumping power into her legs as she tried to squeeze her foe in half!

Karen simply figured the obvious. If Odessa refused her hold here and now, or simply somehow slipped back to her feet, Karen would most certainly attempt to slam the woman half-way into unconsciousness. She wasn't dressed to wrestle, but she had no quirms slamming a figure who not only picked at her weak points (namely, her dislike of fighting nude), but dared defy Karen's requests in the first place. The wooden floor would most certainly help, given that one wrong fall here and now could send one figure out in a short ambulance ride.

Karen even briefly pondered the combination of coals that Odessa had earlier doused anew with her concept of slamming the figure. But even Karen Starring wasn't that evil.

"Cool..kay...yeh..see ya-AHHHH!" Not at all listening to the words Odessa sprouted, given her unwavering desire to gain sole ownership of the room the two busty titans were pressing against in, Karen had missed the warning that her waistline was now paying the price for. Karen knew that with such infamy, Odessas frame would carry with it utmost power. She just didn't comprehend it would be this much.

"Ghhhmm...Ohhhh...!" Her cries released purely out of pain and anguish, the sheer heat of the situation combined with Karen's rapidly decreasing breathlessness couldn't withhold the amazon from adding something reminisce of a heated moan to her wail. A fact that made her cheeks, somehow even redder. To add to the mix, Odessa did not simply test Karen's waist for durability the once. Tummy forcibly pushed in over and over by constricting, pumping legs, Karen would inadvertently offer a lap rest to the figure forcing the sweat to pour off her, akin to a squeezed sponge. Dropping Odessa would have been the smart manoeuvre, had Karen, assaulted by heat and pain both, was hardly firing off genius manoeuvres.

"S..Stop..that..." Her hands pushing at the figure atop her knee, with Odessa's upper back now coming somewhat close to the wall. The risk of her towel dropping from her figure still taking priority in her mind.

Odessa smirked as Karen screamed. Clearly, the raven-haired woman had not been expecting this kind of all-out squeezing assault from Odessa's legs. What, did she think Odessa was just going to turn into a ragdoll in her arms and accept being tossed out of the steam room which she was rightfully entitled to occupy? The more bitchy of the two titanesses would certainly have a lot to learn if she thought she could best her more magnanimous counterpart that easily.

Plus, if Karen was screaming just from a simple scissor hold—and not even one on the ground, where Odessa could focus on pouring absolutely everything she had into it!—she was going to be in for a brutal time indeed, as Odessa worked her over in a thousand different ways which she clearly was not prepared for.

It was impressive, actually, that Karen could keep her balance like this. Leaning back slightly, giving Odessa's bum a place to land on her thighs, the pale woman managed to keep the both of them aloft, even with all the sweat pouring down her which would only increase in volume the longer she remained in the scissor hold. Odessa was sweating, too, and the sweat made it near-impossible to simply clamp on a bodyscissor and keep squeezing, but it seemed that the rhythmic, pulsating power of scissor, relief, scissor, relief, scissor was actually flustering Karen more than an intense, singular burst might have.

Karen started pushing at her, and Odessa knew she had to ignore that as best she could and keep her grip. The wall was close, and she would gladly allow Karen to press her into it if it meant maintaining the scissor hold. Of course, Odessa looked for other outs, too. Any smart wrestler would. As Karen pushed, Odessa pushed back, leaning in and trying to get her face close to Karen's, pushing her own body weight harder upon her foe, pressing their sweaty cheeks together as she whispered in Karen's ear: "Just give in, love...I can tell what you truly want..."

To Karen, the current predicament, or rather more precisely, current clothing predicament was something of a mountain made of a mole hill. In ring, however scantily clad, she would not threat from using her extreme curves and often enough her thick bust itself to bring about the end of a foe. But here? Now? Naked if not for the towel, in a sauna?

The two women were the spit of each other in size and power, and likely could have put on quite the show before an arena full. But right now, Karen appeared as if she was a gentle flower, barely inducted into the world of kinks. Let alone kinky wrestling. And the more Karen thought about it, the more furiously her heart thumped, mostly if from the demeaning element of her figure being currently rendered statuesque.

Although, the fact a supermodel level beauty was sat upon her lap with her legs around her waist might have had something to do about it.

"Get..out..get..out..get out..getoutgetout!" Eyes closed as her head came back a little, responding to Odessa's suggestive whisper with repeated demands to vacate the sauna, Karen would finally force her figure to respond. If in something of a lacklustre fashion.

Hands lowering, sliding down the generous orbs and supple, toned waistline of Odessa, Karen would attempt to clamp her hands in between the thighs currently pressing her for life.

Had the two been in-ring, Karen would have thrashed, clawed and sworn, until she forced those legs apart. Here and now, she could barely muster a moderate pulling of thigh.

Odessa kept on pumping: squeezing, releasing, squeezing, releasing. And it was having quite the effect. Karen was being driven almost completely batty by what was happening to her. She was screeching, recoiling at Odessa's touch, fidgeting and acting truly manic just because she could not rise to meet the full challenge which Odessa had laid out for her. She wanted this to be easy. But it was not going to be easy, no. Odessa was going to put her through a gauntlet unlike anything she had ever experienced before!

Karen finally started fighting back, though it amounted to bringing her arms down to Odessa's thighs and beginning to push outwards with a modest force that, under normal circumstances, would never be enough to slip free of Odessa's scissors. But with all the sweat, all the moisture accumulating on their bodies, Odessa's legs already slid along that pasty-pale flesh a little, and the pushing was enough. But it was no slam, no dramatic reversal. Odessa simply let her legs fall free and found purchase on the floor once again, standing tall, meeting Karen eye to eye as the woman looked incredibly flustered after all of that. She should just wait for what was going to happen next.

"Good job, darling. You freed yourself." Odessa's hand, though, would then go right up to the top of Karen's towel, getting a firm grip on it, giving it a light tug to expose just the very tops of her areolas, pinkish circles glistening with sweat. "But you left yourself wide open!" she warned.

The manner of Odessa's constriction was something of the umpteenth cherry on the cake that was Karen's sweaty hell right now, given that the thrusting and pumping of meaty ebony legs around the raven haired figures waistline was not too far off a motion comparable to humping. Of course, such was not lost on a woman who had she been clad in anything, would of done the same. Again, here, a single finger poke from Odessa would have made her shrivel.

Without complaint mind, a surprised Karen pushed free of the legs that bound her. Already, a thick layer of sweat had formed, right around where those thighs were clamped; the skin itself hidden beneath that towel, but Karen did not have to see it to feel the throbbing redness. She would not have time to lift her towel at the side mind to check the damage, even though the thought had occurred to her despite Odessa's proximity.

All focus shifted, as Odessa patronised the raven beauty before outright humiliating her. Now, nudity was no longer a threat. It was very much a reality. And Karen, evidently, flipped.

"You...cheeky...fucking...!" Her words escaping her as all fear of grinding figures with a naked foe disappeared entirely, at least for the moment, Karen finally began to replicate the figure that she had perfected so in-ring. Needless to say, earlier said fear of bodies bumping would be made somewhat hypocritical, given Karen's choice of revenge-assault.

Namely, driving her exposed figure right into Odessa's, with her hands trying to snatch the towel back into her midst! Sweaty frames grinding hard, as Karen tried to make that ebony body a little flatter against the wall!

Odessa knew that tugging on Karen's towel was going to rattle her cage. It was either going to force the woman to back down completely and become a docile, pleasant companion for as long as Odessa decided to stay in the steam room...or it was going to force her hand and actually make her shed some of those inhibitions and start fighting for real.

As it turned out, it was the latter. Well, just as well. Odessa had the taste of a fight in her mouth, and she wanted a full meal. Spurred on by the revelation of that extra inch of flesh—albeit an inch which included a glimpse of puffy pink areola—Karen threw herself forward and smashed Odessa back into the wall, body to body, Odessa letting out a yelp as her whole body got a little bit flatter, her own towel slipping from the force of the blow, the distortion of her bust causing it to slip a bit as Karen grinded into her! "Uoooff!"

Of course, that sort of reckless charge gave Odessa an opening. As Karen smashed into her, getting very close, Odessa would wrap her arms around her, give Karen a smirk, and then suddenly squeeze her as hard as she possibly could, aiming to totally crush Karen within her mighty bearhug!

Ironically enough, Karen, in throwing her figure forward, had hid her body from Odessa for a moment longer. Their fronts pressing together so, Odessa's own bust would serve as the hiding post for Karen's nipples, as the raven haired amazon even prior to a response had every intention of staying flat against the ebony beauty. She wanted to crush this woman. Regardless of what with. Right now, her thick bust and toned waistline, however bare, seemed to be the best choice.

Before words likely of a smug nature could escape Karen's lips however, Odessa responded. With Karen essentially giving the ebony beauty herself chest and tummy first, a bearhug wasn't exactly impossible to lock in. And much like the scissors prior, Odessa did so to a crushing degree.

A moan of agony shooting from Karen's lips, before being quickly stifled, her arching head would fall forward as it quickly fell back, pressing the tip of her nose to the woman currently squeezing the sweat from her. If Odessa wanted to play it like that, she certainly wouldn't deny her!

"I'll squeeze that...cunt smile..right off your face...!" Arms slipping between Odessa's back and the wall, Karen didn't at all complain at the advantage she had of pancaking her foes body against it. Arms pressing back, as she fought a bearhug, with a bearhug!

The much more aggressive smashing of bodies would do plenty of damage to their already precarious towel situation. Odessa, of course, didn't mind as her towel was yanked and began to unravel, falling down and revealing her gorgeous ebony flanks, generous sideboob spilling out as the front of her body was crushing into Karen's. The raven-haired woman, however, seemed significantly more furious about the whole situation—albeit furious to the point that she did not care if she ended up totally nude or not.

Odessa had awoken a sleeping giant—but if they were going to fight, she would not have it any other way.

"Heh...didn't work out exactly how you wanted, hmm, love?" Odessa purred, pushing forward slightly. That push gave Karen space enough, though, to wrap her arms around Odessa in response, and as she felt her own body squeezed Odessa's lips fell open and she let out a little moan of agony of her own, thrashing for a second before she buckled down and pressed her forehead into Karen's, the sweat dripping from both brows now mixing together and sliding down both faces, Odessa breathing in a noseful of Karen's distinctive musk!

"Is that...a challenge...?" she growled with a smirk, as she grabbed her own wrists with her opposite hands, locking her bearhug in and then shoving as hard as she could against Karen, aiming to barrel away from the wall and back into the center of the room!