Zulime Lafitte vs. Priscilla Haynes

Hentai: Win via making your opponent cum.

Zulime was in a good mood. To many around her, she was always in a good mood. But even here, with no one remotely close to her, she was smiling wide as she combed her long dark hair. It seemed as if she had just stepped off of the plane yesterday, when in reality she had been in Japan about a week. And she was absolutely loving. Her dark charms had absolutely enchanted Japanese men at the greasy little jazz bar she had found near her flat, and the people at AFW were incredibly welcoming. Her comb pulled through her long dark hair with ease, and she looked at herself in the mirror.

Zulime put the comb down. There she was, standing at all of 5'7, as ready as she would ever be. Her cream bikini barely covered anything, and her ample chest threatened to spill over the top at any moment. Keeping that on against whomever she was fighting was going to be a challenge. Her bottoms were a bit of a different story. They were the same cream color, sure, but she had a nice little sash to help protect her lower half.

She was very aware that her lower half would be one of the main attractions tonight. Hell, she was borderline relying on it. Back on the riverboat, she always went for it, but here it was the whole point of the match tonight. She spun a bit in the mirror, examining herself. Those two legs of hers had all the strength in her body, but her abs were nice and tight too. The Riverboat Queen did not imagine she would be using them that much tonight.

No, tonight would be about one thing only. Her dark smile grew wider as she tread out the locker room. Perhaps it was unwise to be walking on the floor with bare feet, but Zulime did not wrestle with boots. It restrained her, she felt, and it seemed so improper. Even tonight, certain notions of propriety had to be respected.

But not all of them. This was her debut. Zulime was a little bit nervous, and brushed a strand of hair from her eyes so that she could see clearly. She had talked a little with the people at AFW before hand, and got something kinda neat clear. This was her first entrance, and she had always been told that you never get a shot at first impressions. Zulime was going to make her first appearance a big one.

Waiting by the entrance was one of the little worker bees. He seemed a bit timid, which made Zulime smile. He nodded, and stepped away from the crate that was next to him as he opened the lid. Zulime reached into the box and pulled out a white snake. She had adopted him nearly the second she had stepped out of the airport, so that she would not be so lonely even if she was so far from home. Then she draped him over her shoulders, and waited.

There it was. Her theme music. Slow, plodding along, and wide as the Mississippi River. She took her time in walking down to the ring, showing off the snake and her body. The snake hissed at the crowd, which charmed them just as much as Zulime's smile did. She slid into the ring, with the serpent still on her shoulders. The Riverboat Queen took a lap around the ring, just to show off that little bit more.

A worker was ringside to grab her pet. She slid it to him, and was happy to see that he was not as timid as the boy waiting by the staging area was. Zulime stood up, and backed into her corner.

Let the good times roll, she thought.

Priscilla was uncharacteristically nervous tonight, which was understandable considering that this would be her first hentai match in AFW. Still, despite knowing her own weaknesses and limitations, she knew that if she played her cards right, she would be able to emerge victorious. Also, she had heard that her opponent was a newcomer, which increased her chance to win this match. Still, it would be unwise to underestimate her soon-to-be opponent, and she would make sure to be careful while in the ring.

Instead of wearing her usual wrestling getup, she was clad in blue bikini. Giving herself one last adjustment while in the locker room, she walked out and waited for her turn to make her appearance. As she waited for her cue, Priscilla looked at the television screen displaying her opponent making her appearance. Besides the snake, her opponent seemed to be quite alright in her eyes. But the only way for her to figure out what her opponent was like was to stand in front of her, face to face.

Priscilla Haynes:

When her theme, Rage Awakened, was played, Priscilla came out of the Gorilla position and stepped into the stage. The screen of titantron would display the thorny vines which would then be projected on the rampway. Right after that, Priscilla walked down the ramp, and she made sure to sway her hips as she sauntered down the rampway, heading over to the ring. Being a relative newcomer herself, Priscilla received a moderate pop from the audience, and she knew that such a thing needed to be remedied soon. She should start by winning this match.

Once she finally reached the ring, her theme song faded, and she climbed up the ring and looked at her opponent. Smiling at her as she sized her up, she would then speak to her. "Now, what do we have here?" She had seen her carrying a snake. "It seems that a snake will be trapped within my thorny vines tonight..." she crooned, taking a good look at the woman before her.

Zulime was watching the whole time. There was no point in hiding her excitement, she thought. The Riverboat Queen did not enjoy the music that much, but could not resist the urge to shake her tail along to it a little bit anyways. Her heart was really beginning to hammer around in her chest, but still she tried to compose herself. Tonight, she was going to need all of the composure that she could get. The rush of the crowd might overwhelm her, just as one of her opponent's moves might overwhelm her. There was just so much that could happen tonight.

But her opponent was definitely happening tonight. She smiled very wide when Priscilla stepped into the ring. The taunt was not a bad one, she supposed. Whatever the case may be, she was not going to just let it fly unheeded. "Ah, honey." Her voice was sultry as the Louisiana heat, and evocative of the Deep South. "I ain't gonna say you shouldn't write checks yer ass can't cash. Nah, gonna act it out." She stepped closer to the center of the ring.

Closer, her opponent was even more beautiful. That was going to make this whole process considerably easier. She flipped her hair off to the side. Zulime waved at the ref girl to show that she was ready. When she looked over at Priscilla again, she noticed how thick her thighs were. The Louisianan girl all but licked her lips. Tonight was going to be a hell of a night.

"Bon chance." She said with a saucy wink.

Priscilla listened to Zulime's response with her amusement apparent on her face. Folding her arms under her chest, she tilted her head, smiling confidently at her before she said, "Well, you'll see how well I'm going to act it out, darling." Mirroring Zulime, she also approached the center of the ring, swaying her hips as she walked closer to her opponent, and she took this chance to check out the beauty before her. Upon taking a closer inspection, she found her to be even more beautiful. No matter what the outcome might be, Priscilla was certain that it would be a night to remember for both women.

She nodded to the ref-girl, signalling to her that she was ready. The ref would call for the bell, and the bell was rung, signifying the start of the match. Priscilla would start by trying to circle her opponent, her expression still radiating her sureness and confidence. "Now... would you like to start with a simple contest of strength? Or..." she bit her lower lip, giving Zulime a suggestive look. "...do you prefer an... alternative approach?" Either way, Priscilla was prepared for it. She would like to see Zulime making her first move, and she would attempt to retaliate with a move of her own.

This was all getting rather exciting. Had she not done this before, she was sure she would be totally overwhelmed. Not on this scale, perhaps. But certainly she had tried to fuck a girl in the ring. The girl approaching her was eminently fuckable, which made this whole process considerably easier. "I am darn sure you'll try, honey." She put her hand on her hip and jutted it out to the right. It seemed like a fun time to jaw.

And then rapidly, it was time to move into action. Her opponent was offering her a contest of strength, and Zulime very nearly jumped into it. Part of her held her back. The Riverboat Queen felt she was strong enough to do well in a contest of strength, or maybe even win. But that did not seem like her.

"I reckon tonight is not a night for strength." And with that, Zulime feinted forward, like she was going to accept the contest. She then ducked her head, and went for a takedown of her opponent. "More like trickery." She was grinning like a bobcat as she performed the trick. Going for a contest of strength right out of the gate seemed a little too brutish. Tonight called for a finer touch, in her mind.

Priscilla was ready to take on Zulime, but instead of a contest of strength, her opponent went for a takedown, catching Priscilla by surprise. "Wah!!" She yelped, not expecting this kind of thing. Normally, she could reverse this situation in her favor, but if only she expected such a thing. Now, she was sent down onto the mat, with Zulime on top of her. Even so, despite the disadvantage she's currently having, she couldn't help but smile.

"My, aren't you quite a tricky snake?" Priscilla crooned, attempting to play it cool, knowing that panicking at this moment might cost her dearly. So, she would attempt to reach out for Zulime in order to grab her so that she could stop her from whatever she was planning to do next. Still, she was on the mat, which might make it difficult for her to do any reversal. "But... no tricks can overcome my thorns," she said, hoping that Zulime was close enough so that she could wrap her legs around her midsection, trapping her, preventing her from moving away.

That went better than expected, all things considered. Her feint had worked brilliantly, and now Priscilla was back to the ground. Zulime now had a litany of options in front of her. She tried to back up, to give herself some more room to work with, but unfortunately Priscilla had wrapped her legs around her. That was far from ideal, and the wild grin on her face quickly dissipated. She had not followed through on the takedown quickly enough.

Zulime was not beholden to the takedown though. No, that was just an icebreaker, something to get things rolling. The New Orleans girl had a funny idea. She smiled again. "Can you overcome this?" Zulime moved her hands to Priscilla's healthy chest, and grabbed at the bikini she was wearing. If this was going to be a hentai match, might as well get this started early. Zulime tried to pull her top off.

Priscilla grinned as she managed to trap Zulime with her legs, and now she was close to her, and she took this chance to check her out. Priscilla couldn't help but lick her lips in anticipation, knowing that her opponent would be a very great treat for her tonight. But, before she could proceed to do whatever she had planned for her, she saw Zulime moving her hand to her bikini top, and from there, she knew what Zulime was trying to do.

It would not do! Priscilla, knowing that Zulime hadn't earned the right to behold her beautiful breasts just yet, grabbed her hand to stop her from grabbing her bikini top, and she gave her a disapproving look in the same way that one would do while chiding an ill-disciplined child. "Naughty, naughty. You still haven't earned the right to see my breasts yet," she said before she loosen her legs around Zulime's body before she attempted to roll over so that she could be placed on top of the beautiful New Orleans girl.

Zulime was filled with all sorts of lascivious thoughts, as was par for the course for her. She just wanted to see her opponent's beautiful breasts. That was her only concern at the moment. The New Orleans girl did not realize that Priscilla was not going to just lie back and let her rip her top off. The realization came when Priscilla stayed her hand. All of the giddy childlike joy vanished from her. This was the big leagues, and that was a rookie mistake.

She immediately paid the price for her error. Priscilla was quicker on the uptake than she was. Not only had her opponent wiggled out from under her, but she had successfully taken her back. Whatever was going to be next certainly was not going to work in Zulime's favor. The Riverboat Queen was going to try and hold on.

Now sitting on top of Zulime, straddling her, Priscilla made sure to grab both the New Orleans girl's hands by her wrists as she drew her face closer to hers. "You look delightfully delicious..." she purred, staring at the beautiful face of her opponent as she made sure to keep her hands restrained next to her head.

Giving Zulime a mocking smile, Priscilla would then nuzzle her face against Zulime's neck before saying, "Bon appétit~" Then, she would try to plant her lips against Zulime's, intending to savor the softness of her lips and to weaken her resolve. At the same time, their breasts would also be mashed against each other, which was her effort to prove her superiority in this battle of sensuality. The crowd would react to this by filling the arena with their thunderous cheers and catcalls, totally appreciating such a titillating sight.