Belinda Northman Vs. Natasha Loclear - Maple Syrup Pit Match

Belinda's blush would grow, but even if she wasn't used to this sort of stuff in a match...she was more than used to it in bed. She would bear through it as she kept her breasts pressing firmly down on Natasha's beautiful face, smothering her out as the woman was licking her breasts clean of that maple syrup.

Though the pain in her legs soon subsided as Natasha went for something else, wrapping one leg around her own limbs and then pushed to roll them up. Belinda knew she'd have to act quickly as she would release Natasha's wrists and attempt to snag that head before it could escape the confines of her bosom! Trying to lock her arms around Natasha's head and hug it tightly against her rack, trying to keep her in that breast smother. " N-not letting you go that easily Natasha. Besides, You seem to enjoy yourself."

Step one, rolling the pair of them over to take the top position, went quite smoothly but step two, getting her face out of the blonde's rack hit a snag. Belinda was being awfully persistent and while usually that was a trait Natasha enjoyed it was more annoying in that moment than admirable. That last move had used a good deal of the oxygen she had left, leaving her with still dwindling time left to make an escape otherwise she was going to pass out on top of Belinda and that just wouldn't do!

Thankfully while time wasn't on her side she had picked up far more options now that she was on top. Unwrapping her leg from around Belinda, Natasha planted her knees onto the mat on either side of the other woman's hips. With a more secure base she would blindly feel along her own head until she located Belinda's right hand, looking to grab hold of its wrist with one hand and grabbing the fingers with the other hand. Natasha would then push from her knees to try forcing her way upward and out of the smother, sharply tugging on the hand to hopefully snag the arm upward while maintaining the pressure on it to keep it twisted. Course if her move went as desired Natasha would end up mounted on top of Belinda, chest to chest... "So were you!" She would then reply with a laugh of she got the chance.

Belinda felt how Natasha started shit around and suddenly released her legs, only to mount the blond a bit more, though she was still trapped in that smother. Suddenly though she started to feel how the blue haired woman was trying to work her hand and arm over, looking to weaken the grip of the blonde.

Belinda soon enough felt how Natasha managed to weasel her way out of her breast smother, but no doubt that had taken a lot of the blue haired beauty and she was currently short on air. So Belinda would try and act quickly while Natasha was on top of her, looking to wrap her arms around that body and press them further together. Looking to lock in a downed bearhug on the blue haired woman as she tried to trap those arms of hers against her sides.

Natasha felt Belinda tugging at her arm but whatever it was that the Swede required her arm so urgently for was not anything she wished to come to pass, not in the slightest. So she tightened her grip and took a deep breath, settling in for a struggle as she knew Belinda wasn't going to go easily but that was part of the fun in all this. She would try to grab hold of the woman's other wrist to gain some measure of control, looking to pin both arms down above Belinda's head before she slid herself forward for a schoolgiril pin. Her mind and heart were set on it whether she got a hold of the other arm or not for if Belinda was so content to lay on her back then Natasha would use that to her advantage. What made this all the better was the syrup coating them both, helping to keep them stuck together so while her movements were slow she would be heard to dismount.

"So tell me Belinda, enjoying the view from underneath me?" I've heard good things." Natasha remained as playful as ever, even if she was breathing heavier after a long struggle for control with Belinda. How long it would take her to clean the syrup from her body and especially from her hair she wasn't certain, but with how much the two of them had been rolling around it she put the best estimate at hours in a hot shower.

Belinda struggled for a bit but soon decided to take a moment or two, as Natasha seemed to want to go for that schoolgirl pin, seating herself on the chest of the blond as Belinda would get to look up on a rather nice view with Natasha on top of her, and her even teasing in a playful manner. " N-not too bad.." Belinda let out as the referee would move in and check if Belinda's shoulders were pinned.

From there the referee would try and start the count. "One!...Tw-" However during the two count, Belinda would try and kick up her legs and snag them under Natasha's armpits, to then yank Natasha off of her and try to force the blue haired woman to roll off of her and escape the pin attempt.

Natasha counted along with the ref but it was not to be, not yet anyways, as Belinda hooked her legs underneath the blunette's armpits and sent her tumbling backwards right back into the pool of syrup. She was quick to shuffle away from Belinda and get onto her hands and knees, eyes locked onto the younger Northman for she had learned to be quite weary of how quick she was on her feet and her back. Natasha took the moment to get a brief breather in, though in a bid to keep Belinda from just leaping at her the moment she could Natasha lowered her shoulders down and dipped her naked breasts into the sweet syrup, swaying from side to side for a few moments before she eventually rose back to her feet.

"You've kept me on my toes Belinda AND given me quite the view, what a giver you are." Natasha gave the girl a wink and then began to move her feet, her steps slow and measured as she circled to the right. She knew a hundred different ways she could attack her if this was a hentai match, but in a pool of sticky syrup under vanilla rules her options were a tab bit more limited. Still she had her ways and Natasha shifted her body to present her right side to Belinda, hands raised and her knees slightly bent.

Belinda was quick to push herself up to her hands and knees, locking eyes with Natasha as the two heaved for air, this match had certainly been a lot more difficult than Belinda had expected, not only was Natasha a skilled combatant but fighting in this sticky syrup was proving to be...quite a hassle. Narrowing her eyes a bit, Belinda would start to rise up to her feet as Natasha gave her that wink.

" Haha, thanks. All of what you said though applies to you as well." Belinda said as she would raise her arms, bending her knees slightly as she would start to circle Natasha to the right as well. The two women looking like predaceous big cats. Belinda would try and initiate things, diving in as she would try and lock up with Natasha once more. However, if it worked out that Natasha accepted the lock up, Belinda would quickly try and drive her knee up into Natasha's gut!

"What a sweetheart you are, sure I can't tempt you for more afterward?" She knew what the answer would be but Natasha had to ask, it simply wasn't in her to let someone like Belinda go without such an offer. The blonde took the initiative this time and dashed in, Natasha saw her looking to grapple with her but suspected there was more on Belinda's mind than another test of strength. Thus she ignored the hands grabbing at her and kicked off her back foot, throwing her shoulder right at the now naked chest of Belinda in a full on charge of her own. The knee came up, Belinda had indeed had ulterior motives, but with her side ramming into the Swede her stomach wasn't easily reached, taking a glancing blow that stung but didn't incapacitate her.

Her right arm would reach up to wrap around the back of Belinda's head while her left hand got a tight grip under her armpit, Natasha seeking to follow up her shoulder check with a quick toss, pulling Belinda up and then slamming her down onto her butt in front of Natasha. She wanted her in the perfect position for the blunette to lock her thighs around her head and drop back for a head scissor hold.

"Hah...we'll see, but I don't think so." Belinda let out as then Natasha came rushing at her, taking the knee that Belinda threw up smashed into her side, but it wasn't enough to stop Natasha as the blue haired beauty took a hold of her and wrapped her arm around the back of Belinda's head before she would toss Belinda down with something akin to a hip toss.

Grunting out as she was dropped into the syrup, then suddenly those legs of Natasha came up around her head, those thick thighs snapping shut around the skull of the blond as she was pulled into a head-scissor, wincing from the pain as she would quickly grab at the thighs of Natasha, trying to pry those limbs off of her.

There she was drenched in syrup, running out of steam after a war of attrition with Belinda, but she had her legs locked tight around so all was right in the world as far as she was concerned. She hooked her ankles together and squeezed nice and tight on the head of Belinda, at first dropping down onto her back to ratchet up the pressure but soon the woman's hands dug into her thighs, putting the strength left in Natasha's legs to the test as she pried at them, slowly making headway though she wouldn't make any further progress if she had anything to say about it.

"Oh no, finally got you where I like beautiful girls like you, well sort of but you get the idea. Not...letting...you...go..." As she spoke Natasha sat up, then reaching down to try and grab at one of the hands tugging at her leg, looking to clasp her fingers around the wrist and pull it up against her chest. If she had her way that hand would be tucked between her breasts and held firmly there as she laid back once more, stretching the arm a bit but more importantly cutting her ability to pry herself free neatly in half.