SS 17 Velvet Valentine vs. Natasha Loclear

Natasha's fingers buried themselves into Velvet's chest, her loving treatment of those luscious mounds gone for the moment as she now handled them more like those stress relieving balls people loved to squeeze the hell out of. "Dat hurt zu know." She complained with no small amount of sarcasm in her voice, the woman's french accent starting to flavor her words far more than usual. Likely the result of listening to the lovely german accent of the Valentine but Natasha noticed it and bit her bottom lip, surprised at her slip up as it was unusual for her...it seemed Velvet was having more of an effect upon her than she had thought.

Velvet laid her hands on top of her's but Natasha didn't really pay attention to it until that grip tightened, the first hint of the danger that was coming for her. The name of which was Velvet's ass, the german bombshell thrusting her rear backwards to slam against the frenchwoman's crotch, the hit sent an initial shudder throughout Natasha's body but that wasn't the end of what Velvet had in store for her. She didn't realize that of course and laughed at first, her voice like honey as she cooed into Velvet's ear while rubbing her pussy over those plump cheeks, savoring the moment right up until she felt her feet leaving the mat.

"Uh vhat?" She let slip, again with the accent, as she was hauled off the floor with her tits pancaking out over the other woman's backside. Natasha winced as Velvet's shoulder blades dug into her mounds, groaning under her breath only for the Valentine to dragged her forward and dumped her flat onto her back. She just blinked in confusion while staring up at Velvet who now towered over her, Natasha suddenly feeling like a mouse looking up at a giant.

Anka gasped out as Natasha's grip on her bare boobs pulled as gravity played it part on the Russian body, then finally they popped out of Natasha's grasp and bounced free while the blue haired woman was left with a trip down to the mat back first. The Valentine cupped her hands over her large boobs for a moment to ease some of the pain, it was a position she wasn't used to as everyone knew that she didn't have any shyness that required her to cover up in the case of a wardrobe malfunction.

The Grey hair woman looked down at her opponent, standing just over her head and giving Natasha the impression that she was looming down upon her. Well that impression was about to become a whole lot worse cause the Valentine didn't plan on letting go of this momentary advantage she had been able to summon up. Leaping off of the mat, Velvet Valentine threw her arms out wide and gracefully decended her big 190lbs body down right on top of the other woman... Aimming to have her belly slap into Natasha's face and her hefty rack right on top of the Russian's in a modified body splash

The lights up in the rafters were blocked out by the mountain that was Velvet in that moment, Natasha still reeling after the hard drop and more than a little unsure how she had gotten herself into this situation. She just smiled up at the woman while sluggishly moving to push herself upright but she was barely able to lift her head a few inches off the mat before that shadow got larger with the Valentine taking flight and coming down right on top of her with a massive body slam! Natasha was absolutely flattened underneath the weight of the other woman, head smacking back against the mat and her breasts, a point of pride for the Frenchwoman, were sandwiched as flat as was physically possible against her chest. Pain shot through her with Natasha's tits taking the brunt of the pressure, leaving her in a daze underneath Velvet with the only movement coming from the bluenette being her arms as she weakly pushed up against the woman's stomach.

"Mmmh." The Valentine murred as she pressed down against Natasha's body. Even though she was still a little tired from the orgasm the Russian/French woman had forced upon her, it didn't mean that she couldn't appreciate the sexual feeling of having her breasts pancaking Natasha's rack underneath them. In fact, Anka felt that orgasms could fire up her sexual appetite in numerous situations.

The buxom woman drew herself back a little, her large breasts scrapping up over Natasha's breasts and instead plopping right onto the blue haired woman's face as the Valentine hooked her arms around the back of her opponent head. Sweat drizzled down her big curvy body in thin streams, trickling down lightly onto Natasha skin as Velvet Valentine nuzzled her nose and lips into the top of Natasha left hand breast

"I really zink I should you back for derobing mien brüste, ma sveet.."

Natasha could hear the Valentine quietly musing to herself while she laid right on top of the blue haired woman, unable to hear what exactly she was saying if it was anything at all. Whatever sounds she was making, speech or not, Natasha didn't really care enough to pay closer attention as she was more focused on trying to catch her breath after that literally stunning body slam from the hevier woman. That was made rather difficult given just how much woman was pressing down on her chest. The frenchwoman as a rule craved the pleasure and the thrill that came with rubbing her tits together with an equally busty beauty, and Velvet definitely qualified, but she liked oxygen a tad bit more.

Of course Velvet was less than pleased with Natasha after being made to cum first between them though she had a funny way of showing it, dropping those lovely mounds right on top of her face. Not finished though as she nuzzled her face into Natasha's left tit as well, leaving her little choice but to begin kissing and sucking the sweaty tits being ground against her face.

She did hear what Velvet said next and while she did shake her head Natasha knew her consent was the last thing the Valentine was concerned with. Beyond that Natasha did think it was only fair Velvet exposed her just as she had to the german babe, not that she would tell her that.

As Natasha might have expected, the Valentine wasn't looking for her consent or her approval. In fact, any display of reluctance on the prospect from the Russian would have only spurred Velvet Valentine on more keenly at this point. The Valentine slid her hands up around the outer curves of Natasha's bust, pressing her juicy breasts together and giving them a little squeeze as she enjoyed the feel of her opponent's lips kissing and nuzzling into her own breasts. Then slipping her hands downwards, her nails gently scritched against the top of Natasha's belly as she sought to slip the tips of her fingers in under the bottom rim of the blue haired woman's wrestling attire, drawing the material up a little until her fingers were gently poking into the underside of Natasha's breasts.

Then with a faint breath in that pushed her breasts down more into Natasha's face, The Valentine let out an explicit sounding "Owwwhh..♥" that would make anyones heart skip a beat, then yanked upwards in one fluid motion.. Her finger tips scratch up along the underside of Natasha's breasts all the way up to the nipple peaks, while the half German half French woman dragged the wrestling top upwards, looking to pull it clean up and over Natasha's breasts to reveal the orbs to warm arena air

Natasha didn't need to see the hands of the Valentine to know what designs the woman had in mind for her breasts, the german woman had all but spelled it out for her what she intended to do next. Tit for tat, Natasha had given their adoring crowd an unobstructed view of Velvet's voluptuous bosom and now it was her turn to give the fans more of what they paid to see, not that she had any say so on the matter at that point. Yet while the Valentine did as promised, exposing Natasha's breasts to the hot, humid air in the arena that came from thousands of people being cramped into the building until every seat was filled, the woman took her time rather than just yanking that top free.

Velvet had the bluenette holding her breath all on her own as the woman slowly went about her business, fingers caressing and squeezing Nat's full breasts for a time which earned her a deep moan that Velvet would more feel rather than hear, the vibrations of that pleasured cry reverberating throughout her chest. Her opponent was enjoying herself and Natasha couldn't help but feel much the same, her senses heightened and her body tense as she waited for what the Valentine was going to do next.

Natasha felt everything from the light scratching of those nails along her stomach to the ungodly slow pace with which her bikini like top was drawn up over the curve of her bust, centimeter by centimeter of her flesh exposed with Velvet rubbing her tits down over her face with renewed effort, an act Natasha couldn't help but respond through the arching of her back and a tender bite upon one of the Valentine's swollen nipples. "Ack.....gawhhhh!" Natasha groaned against the woman's breast, her own nips stiff as Velvet dragged her fingertips up along her tits and then flicking across her now naked nipples, bringing out an additional "Ahhhh!" from the frenchwoman.

Velvet Valentine grinned to herself as she watched Natasha's delightfuls bounce free after she liberated them from their confines. She palmed the two orbs, Natasha's firm nipples poking into the center of her hands as she gave a firm squeeze and let her fingers slip up right to the peaks of the Russian's nubs.

"Gut..." The Valentine murmured faintly as she finally sat up and pulled her large bare breasts off of Natashsa's face, allowing her to get some air into her lungs as the German French babe got back up to her feet. Anka stepped over so that her feet were either side of the blue haired woman's hips and reached down to slip her hands around the back of Natasha's head. She guided her opponent up into a sitting position, although because of the way the German had positioned herself, Natasha found herself sitting up straight into a faceful of the Valentine's crotch!

"Owh~ I zink some von is eager.. non?" The Valentine commented, wiggling Natasha's head a little so that she ended up nuzzling into the buxom woman's crotch. Slowly Velvet Valentine weaved her fingers into Natasha's blue hair and then drew her towards her feet without backing up a step... Natasha's face slipping out of the Valentine's crotch and drawling over her smooth belly, dragging all the way up the German's body until her large breasts were pressed against the top of Natasha's head like a hat.

All was fair in love and war, these words repeated in Natasha's fog filled brain after she was relieved of her top by the oh so gracious Velvet Valentine. She had stripped Velvet's off first after all so payback had been inevitable, that didn't mean she wasn't in a tough spot however seeing as her breasts were now exposed to the eager and skilled fingers of her opponent, an opponent who was wasting no time in enjoying the moment. Natasha let out what could only be described as a gasp and a moan in equal measure when the Valentine lifted her own sweaty breasts away from Nat's face, giving her a taste of much needed fresh air. While thankful for the oxygen Natasha knew the woman wasn't just being charitable and that shadow that loomed over her confirmed that, Velvet slowly pulling Natasha upright until her face was nestled up against the other's sex.

Her breasts were bouncing softly just from the deep breaths Natasha was taking. "Eager, always. Il y a une belle femme en face de moi, is there not?" Natasha spoke in a low voice as she glanced up along the topless body of the Valentine, slipping back into french as she said there was a beautiful woman in front of her. As she did so Natasha took advantage of where she was, nuzzling her nose against the woman's sex before taking a loving lick. Just in time as Velvet wove her fingers through Natasha's hair, pulling her upwards, Natasha getting her feet underneath her now so she was somewhat standing, the woman's tits resting upon the top of her head.

Again she thought to make the most of the moment, only now Natasha reached around to grip Velvet by her lovely rear before taking a deep breath. Velvet wasn't exactly light but Natasha would keep a firm grip on that rear as she tried to stand up fully and lift the woman up into the air.

It seemed like the two Russian and German women who both shared a French connection really couldn't be kept apart for more than a second at the moment. In particular Natasha face and various parts of The Valentine's body... Starting with a long stint under Anka's huge breasts while Natasha lay on the mat, moving then upwards so that Natasha's cheek drew up the inner side of the Valentine's thigh all the way until her face pressed into Anka's crotch... Then continuing to slide up over Velvet Valentine's belly until it finally came to a rest under the Anka's breasts again.

"Ja..." Anka had whispered faintly as she forced Natasha to nuzzle into her moistened crotch, a shiver sent up her spine as Natasha's tongue slip tenderly up deep between her thighs. Velvet Valentine felt her blue haired opponent reach around her buxom waist to sink her finger into her round ass, gripping tightly as she heaved upwards.

"Owf!" Anka grunt out, Natasha lifting motion forcing their bodies to rub against one another and forcing the Valentine to go up to her tip toes. She had to put a stop to this and in the position they were in, there was really only one way to do that...

Reaching her arms out wide, The Valentine tried to encircle the right around Natasha's back to draw the Russian tightly against her... "Nnmmhh.." The Valentine moaned out as she tried to snuggle in nice and close, she hoped to straighten Natasha's body out so that her head would slip and over the peaks of her breasts, forcing Natasha's boobs to slide up her front and nestle in under her own rake in a nice naked breast on naked breast Velvet Embrace