AV 18 Hentai Championship - Natasha Loclear (c) vs Ashley Evans

"Uughh...I've had worse..." Ashley groaned in response while looking up at the bluenette. The brunette woman's eyes were squinting from the ceiling lights, but suddenly they were eclipsed by the shadow the champ's body coming down on top of the challenger. "Fuck!" Ashley cursed to herself just before Natasha landed on her, breasts first. In hindsight this wasn't so bad for her. Sure she was a bit hurt from the splash, but she also had an opening because of this.

So without warning, Ashley would start grinding her face up and down Natasha's scantily covered breasts. The red queen would even lick any area she could that wasn't covering the soft skin of her luscious tits. Plus, just so Nat couldn't escape from this breast worship, Ashley would wrap her arms around the french beauty's head to lock in a mild, makeshift breast smother. She was looking to roll them both over too, but the veteran woman was focusing on working over her opponent a little more.  "How does this feel...blue?~..." the challenger purred against her opponent's breasts as she taunted the sexy frenchwoman.

When one was blessed with a bust as generous as Natsha's was all sorts of attack methods became open for you and the Frenchwoman had never been shy about putting them to work to usually great effect. A leap up and then she let gravity and her own weight do the rest of the work, coming down on top of Ashley with her chest dropping directly onto the other woman's face for her special version of a splash. It no doubt left the brunette with a bit of a headache but Natasha had to pay the price for remaining on top of her, the inevitable licking and sucking that Ashley started mere moments after getting a face full of Nat's tits.

It certainly wasn't...unpleasant to say the least and it wasn't long before Natasha was shivering with undeniable pleasure, her nipples stiffening underneath her top while goosebumps formed upon her pale skin. Hearing Ashley teasing her Natasha pressed down harder with her own chest to better cover that mouth of her's. "Whats that? Can't hear you."

There was an advantage to being on top in this situation and Natasha wasn't going to give it up easily, fighting back against Ashley's efforts to roll them while she returned the favor. Her tongue was more focused than Ashley's, running along the edges of the woman's bikini top and slipping underneath, pulling the fabric between her teeth and tugging those cups aside little by little in search of the woman's nipples. Meanwhile she reached up with her left hand and ran its fingers between Ashley's thighs, playfully rubbing along the woman's crotch.

"Oh that's rude" Ashley thought to herself as Natasha said she couldn't hear her, while pressing those lovely tits down harder. The champ certainly held the advantage, but the brunette underneath her could tell she was getting turned on. After all, she could feel Natasha's nipples getting harder as they pressed against her face. Still, she needed to fine a way out from this position.

Natasha was going to work on the red queen's breasts soon enough. Working her micro bra to the side, she'd expose Ashley's hard nipples as well as the woman moaned into the breasts covering her face. Soon after, Nat would even tease her thighs and what was in-between them. That wasn't ok with Ashley. Not at all. If Natasha was going to work down there, she needed to do much more! So with her right hand, Ashley would grasp her opponent's hand and forcibly guide into into her thong. Then with her left, she'd simply flip Natasha the finger. This cocky act would get a roar of approval from the fans, who were loving the challengers boldness.

"Mmm hmmmm hmmm hmmmmmm~..." Ashley would mumble into the champ's tits. They were not words she wanted to convey, they were just mumbles that had a cock tone to them. That was was all Ashley wanted Nat to know. That she was still taunting her despite this position. Of course the lack of air was becoming very apparent now. So much so that Ashley realized taunting instead of escaping might have been a bad idea...

It didn't take much to slip Ashley's barely there bikini aside, honestly Natasha was amazed that swimsuit had remained in place for as long as it had considering it was little more than miniscule red fabric tied together with thin strings. To be fair Natasha HAD worn even less than that before and in truth neither of them wanted their clothing to last, so the bikini was doing exactly what it had been designed to do. "Oh Ashley, you can mumble all you want but your body, especially your nipples, will always be honest with me." A light chuckle as Natasha rolled each of those firm buds with her tongue, flicking it across each of them before lowering her lips to suckle upon them one at a time, ensuring each got the loving attention it so craved.

Truthfully Natasha was far more focused on the mountains Ashley called her breasts than further up the woman's body, her one hand busying itself with rubbing along the brunette's inner thighs until Ashley showed that dominant side she had so bragged about in the months leading to this. Natasha raised her head, though keeping at least her chin pressing down onto Ash's left tit, to see where her hand was being pulled. Was this Ashley being needy or her trying to taunt Natasha? She wasn't really sure but she would oblige her all the same, especially after catching sight of that middle finger out of the corner of her eye.

With her hand forcibly led to Ashley's thong Natasha did the woman a favor and went to work, gripping the thong between her fingers at the top and then tugging as hard as she could to dig the red fabric up into the woman's sex! Back and forth she would drag it, seemingly intent on soaking the now razor thin strip of fabric in Ashley's juices.

Ashley wasn't completely sure how the champ would respond to her taunt. However, she did expect it to be fun. Why she did so was a mystery, but the brunette rarely put much thought into her bold acts. So when Natasha began to tug at her thong in order to work over Ashley's pussy, the woman couldn't help but moan out approvingly.

"Mmm!~ That feels great, blue~" Ashley would moan out. However, since her opponent's tits were still in the way, the words came out more like..."Mmm! Mwat mmlls mmreamm mmlueee~"

Regardless, Ashley was really enjoying what Natasha was doing. So much so, that the brunette wanted to repay the champ for all of her hard work. But how to do so while trapped under her? Ashley would end up snaking her hands up around the woman’s head, before trying to force Natasha’s face into her breasts as well! The red queen hoped she could pull this off, especially because air was scarce. So if she succeeded, Ashley would try her best to turn her head enough to get a few breathes in while smothering the hentai champ!

Natasha couldn't exactly make out what it was Ashley was trying to tell her but she just assumed it was more taunting, it seemed to be the woman's go to move. "You really are a glutton for punishment aren't you?" Natasha then gave a particularly hard tug on the brunette's thong that drove it up between the woman's pussy lips, licking her lips at the sight of it as she became distracted by her own work. A mistake as she quickly discovered when Ashley caught hold of her head and dragged her face back down into the woman's breasts, those heavy mounds completely enveloping her face which meant she was now in the same situation Ash was in.

Her lungs began to burn as oxygen ran low, she hadn't taken a deep breath before she was pulled into the smother so she was low on air to start with. She could only hope that Ashley was in an even worse state but she wasn't one for gambling if she could help it so she pulled back her hands and applied a vice like grip to Ashley's tits, pushing down to try and seperate them before one of them ran out of air.

Soon after yelping out rather loudly in pleasure from a particularly hard yank on her thong, Ashley could tell that her opponent was struggling from the tight breast smother she'd locked in. Natasha was already trying to push herself away from the red queen, which was a good thing actually. Ashley wouldn't fight to keep the breast smother in place. Instead, the challenger in red would attempt to suddenly push the champ off of her while she was distracted by trying to escape the smother.

If successful, Ashley would quickly roll away to the side while breathing heavily. She barely had any air at this point, and  she desperately needed more. Hopefully she'd have a good amount of time to recover, but the woman doubted it. Ashley would needed to grab the ropes and pull herself up to prepare herself for Natasha. The ropes were soaked in the aphrodisiac, though, and the brunette felt a large wave of lust wash over her. It nearly made her dizzy by how fast this stuff worked, but that wasn't such a bad thing to Ashley. In fact, she could probably use it to her advantage...

It seemed they both were after the same thing as with some help from Ashley she was launched off of the brunette, landing on her side and immediately rolling a couple of times to put more distance between them. She had lost track of Ashley in those few moments but she didn't have to look far to find her, the woman was across the ring using the ropes to get back to her feet, meaning Natasha needed to make that a priority as well. She rose up onto a knee and then pushed herself the rest of the way, taking down a few deep breaths with the intent of calming herself down but quite the opposite happened as her heart began to race and warmth spread throughout her body.

The sweet armoma on the air was to blame she quickly realized, the ring was more heavily soaked in the aphrodisiac than she had thought which meant any deep breathing here was a double edged sword. "They really went all out on the ring." Natasha remarked with a grin and a shake of her head before setting her sights back on Ashley. "Might as well enjoy it though." That said Natasha made her way across the ring to grab at Ashley, turning her around to face her if needed before wrapping her up in her arms for a tit mashing bear hug!

Ashley was feeling the effects of the aphrodisiac, but she wouldn't let them control her. So despite being dizzy with lust, the red queen could tell that the woman was approaching her. A smile formed on her lips as the bluenette closed in and tried to turn her around. Then, Ashley would swing her elbow right at the champ's head. she was hoping to stun her momentarily, which would give the challenger the opening she needed.  

"I was thinking the same thing, blue~" the brunette woman purred before leaning her chest on the top rope while kicking up her legs. If successful, Ashley would try locking Natasha in a headscissor hold. That way she could slowly push herself back before hanging over the edge of the ring. Thanks to this being 'last woman standing', the brunette could stay like this as long as she wanted without fear of a DQ. However, Ashley didn't plan on staying like this too long. After all, she wanted to defeat Natasha sexually. This was just to wear the hentai champ down a good bit while she blew some kisses to the crowd, upside down.

Natasha dove in to wrap her arms around Ashley but the woman had indeed been thinking along the same lines as her it seemed as the brunette spun around and nailed her in the side of the head with an elbow, leaving the blunette to stumble sideways against the ropes which she grabed onto for support. An opportunity Ashley took advantage of as before she realized what the girl was up to Ashley had gotten her strong legs locked around Natasha's head, squeezing tight while Natasha tried to pry at those thighs to relax the pressure. It was all she could really do, hang on as best she could while lifting up her right leg to brace a foot against the ropes to stabilize herself.