SS 18: Aisha Love vs Tessa Price

Not only bad things did come to an end somehow, but also good things as it seemed. At first when Aisha was rocking her body back and forth, Tessa paid it little heed and even took it a little step further with a small cowboy round up gesture of one hand, suggesting that she would ride the horse home somehow. That was all good and funny until she lost her footing through all the movement and oil and tumbled down on the mat with a thud and a splash of said oil.

Obviously the good Aisha was a little agitated and quickly jumped her so that the two were quickly locked in a impromptu tie and collar hold.

Aisha, Aphrodite, or whatever she seemed to be going by at the moment was clearly in a struggle for dominance with Tessa, working towards trying to wrap her arm around Tessa's body in a hug, trying to smother her out on the ground, oil squirting around and sliding allover their nude bodies. It was a quest for dominance aggressively that while appearing sexual was more of a brawl if anything.

What had started as a collar and elbow hold, quite ordinary, was quickly turned around by the intention of Aisha to force her will upon her with an aggressive attack.
“Ah!..Uhnf...”
She grunted, moved and mumbled in their struggle while she quickly changed or was forced to change a position in a quick succession of attacks, counterattacks and even bend-overs.

As Aisha had the ruler ship over her lower section with her hug, Tessa would try to wrestle her down by applying a headlock to control the higher section most of the time. That was not so easy as it seemed because her hip was mauled badly and the whole aggressive behavior of Aisha raised her spirit, both martially and sexually.

Aphrodite couldn't stop Tessa from wrapping her arms around her throat and draining her slightly as the two still fought for control on the ground. Though it seemed she was at disadvantage, the goddess grit her teeth and tried to pick up her opponent, lifting her up as she stood on one knee and until she was standing up and balancing up on the oily mat. Tessa was scooped up in her arms.


"Take this!" she shouted before throwing her body back to throw her opponent up in the air behind her, potentially doing plenty of damage and turning tables.

Things did go pretty well for her at this point, Not that Aisha was not fighting back with everything she had, but it was a stalemate at best for the both of them. Tessa thought of herself as a pretty good mat wrestler and was not afraid to get physical in more than one way, so she was not concerned when the other girl suddenly shifted her body and was on her way up.

What she had not expected was a sudden burst of power in an oily environment!
“Uwah!"
She yelped when she was suddenly hurled through the air, crash landing pretty hard when her glistening body was taken back by gravity and she laid there, groaning and wheezing in pain.

Got up from the oil mat and looking over towards her opponent, she began to stride towards her seductively, as if taking pity on her that she had to face her, "Poor dear, whatever shall I do with you?" she asks her, reaching down to try and grab her while she was on the oily mat. She supposed that if she did an Olympic slam, she could continue her advantage and setup for some rather nasty moves and further take down Tessa, but first, grabbing her by the hair and attempting to pull her up to her feet.

Batted down and more than a little dizzy, so was the state of Tessa when she was lying there on the ground, her hands holding her aching neck and head with a pained grimace on her face. It had hit her pretty much out of the left field when she was hurled around through the air in a very unceremonious fashion.

“...Ouhn..."
She groaned when she was pulled up on her feet by the hair, maybe pretty unrewarding for the strutting Aisha as she was more than busy in an attempt to find a footing and stay on her feet while experiencing trouble with her sense of direction.

"O come on Price," she pulled her up roughly, a fire in her eye as she saw Tessa as weakened now, ripe for the pickings as she came from behind, wrapping her arms around her while raising up her right leg. Raising the leg would give the audience an even better view of her crotch, much to Aphrodite's amusement. Showing off her strength she raised Tessa up and leaned back, going straight for the slam.

“...Oh..."
Suddenly she felt how her leg was being lifted, giving the cheering audience a very good look at her body and especially her womanhood. A little tint of red showed in her cheeks, even years of experience as sensual wrestler could not fully over paint that feeling she had when she was put on display, although she could not deny that the sexual energy radiating from that situation also made her a little hot.

Sadly for her, that feeling was soon replaced with strong pain in the neck as she was sailing through the air, one of her arms slowly trying to grab something in the air but then she was already down, holding her neck with both hands while rolling from left to right in an attempt to ease the pain.
“AGH!"

Aphrodite had stood back up, throwing out to her sides as she twirled around for the crowd in a rather mocking way, a show of her superiority against her opponent as she exactly what doing an Olympic slam would entail for her opponent, having to get on her poor hands and knees while she herself would be right behind her, ready to take her advantage full force. Of course before Tessa would try to get up, the goddess would try to plant a foot on her and give the crowd another pose, anything to show that she was far better, superior, perfect to all the eyes that could see her.