Chloe Mason vs Annette Weber - Beach Heat

Chloe Mason vs. Annette Weber

A match outside?

Sure, she didn't mind much. Coming off from a break, Chloe was dying to get into any kind of action at the moment. And she was going to get it. The beach as a fight location was interesting though. Wasn't something she had thought of first but it was a nice change from the good ol' reliable ring. And funnily enough, wasn't a match she had dabbled into yet. Chloe had seen one before, back when she was under her uncle being the commissioner at the time where it was private and back when she was going through an a...rebellious phase. Now that she has grown up, this would tick off the list of things she could experience.

And it probably would be even fitting to pit her with someone with beach wrestling experience. A well-known habit of getting her hands on the files of her opponent's, there wasn't much to see of her opponent in terms of official tapings. But from what she did see was a smoking hot woman, Nordic, and absolutely stunning. That was more than enough to get her eager for this match. And seeing that this match setting is her speciality, she was more than curious to see her in action herself. Not to say that the blonde wasn't going to come out to win. That is still in her mind. It would be a tall order, but those kinds of matches make for an all-satisfying conclusion.

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Chloe Mason:

Impossible to wipe the smile of her face, haughty but less so this time as her music played, making her way out to the cheering audience. Those that have seen her would know her to be quite modest with her attire choices so seeing her in a swimsuit was an interesting change. To be specific a white and red bikini top and bottoms with a red tie side maxi beach skirt. Looking divine, it was no surprise that the two burly bodyguards were there in case anyone from the audience wanted to be more touchy-feely with the diminutive blonde. She definitely looked like she was ready for the beach, plain large brim summer hat on top of her head to top it all off. Usually, the two big men would help out taking off her heels but being already barefooted, they step away from the former commissioner, as she enters, hips and thighs swaying gently as she stepped in with the sand between her toes. All ready for a beach brawl, Chloe turned to the ramp, hands running through her hair, lightly stretching as she waited for the model to come. Heart beating inside her chest, breathing deep breaths and smelling the fresh ocean air.

"Don't make me wait too long, Ann..." She thought to herself, the anticipation is killing her already!

Ah, the beach. She was so distracted by the sights and sounds of the city, she’d almost forgotten to make a day free. The warm mounds of sand parting beneath her feet, the smell of salt that tingled her nose, the endless horizon that was always in view. Was there a sight more beautiful than this?

Maybe. Ann had met a few strong contenders for it, and she was just about to meet another.

As fate would have it, she wouldn’t have to wait for a free day to take a peaceful afternoon stroll and soak in some of this great, Japanese sun. AFW had found her just the match. Clearly, someone in management had done their research. The only thing that could make it even better was having the right opponent to share it with, but that would have to wait to be seen. She’d heard the name Chloe Mason rattled off a few times in passing since she’d joined the federation. Some of it in adoration, some of it in spite. It was clear she was a woman with some unique tastes and, though she hadn’t had too many bouts just yet, she knew how to leave a lasting impression. If Ann was being wholly honest with herself, she was curious to see what the fuss was about.

Funny how life worked out sometimes.

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Annette Weber:

Annette did her best to not keep the blonde waiting for long. From behind the curtain, she walked out with a flourish of her arm, letting the light catch the bright of her magenta bikini. A matching beach tube clung to her hips. She kept one hand to it as she walked, jutting her hips with every purposeful stride. Halfway down, she reached down and pulled the tube over her head, throwing it to the side with a pop from the crowd, letting it float over the sea of eager hands. She walked down the ramp with a confident gait, her feet reaching the sand not a moment later before she stepped over the rope into the square outline.

The audience whistled and called her way, drowning out the ocean roar for a moment, but her mind was elsewhere. Her eyes were set on the glamorous woman across from her, finally getting a clear view of tonight's competition, enjoying what she was seeing. Great fashion sense, lovely curves, and she could not get enough of that face.

She brought a hand to her cheek, walking with a slow stride towards Chloe, one hand over the other as her eyes roved over her body. Taking in every inch of skin shining pleasantly in the sun, before she stopped at the center. “My, my…” Her tongue ran over her lips. “And me without my sunglasses.”

As the seconds go by, she started to see the appeal of a match outside of the usual arena. Although not in front of thousands, the natural view made up for it. Warm, soft sand underneath her and ocean as far as the eye can see. Why be cooped up where you could beat someone and enjoy the scenery? And with the way she dressed, Chloe could certainly relax instead and take in the sun. But there was a match to be had. And her opponent wouldn't make her wait for too long.

Chloe turned to the direction of the curtains and her eyes soon fixated on the Norweigan woman moving out with such confidence. Chloe knew a bit on her background for beach wrestling and with the way she walked, she could see it. An amused smile as Annette threw the beach tube out to the ocean, walking in with the magenta bikini that had been done justice with Ann's fit body. Chloe has seen a lot of body shapes in her commissioner days and she knew a well-kept body when she sees one.

And she knew how to work the crowd well enough. Once Ann stepped onto the sand, Chloe's eyes drank up everything of her fit form. A very great view up close, from the crown of her periwinkle hair to her feet. Part of her kinda wished she wouldn't have to mess up such a magnificent body. Most knew Chloe for her very...unique style and her antics after the match and it is probably the first time that the golden-haired woman could agree with what they are thinking. Having her clean off the sand from her toes might not be as pleasant but that part of her was curious to see it happen.

That is if she beats her. And it certainly wouldn't be easy.

Tipping her hat up so that Ann could get a better look of her as the sun shines on a part of Chloe's face, her smile grew bigger once she complimented her. "And I thought the sun was bright..." Chloe licked her lips as she strode confidently towards the magenta clad Norweigan. "A pleasure to meet you, dear."

Someone was confident, not that Ann needed to hear all that much. Chloe’s posture said it all, the eyes and the way she carried herself. She didn’t come across as the typical saucy Friction wrestler. Her eyes seemed more like the ones presiding over the action than engaging in it. A woman of some ambition.

For some reason, that made it even hotter.

A devious smile curled across her lips. Ann breathed in the warm sands as she strutted her way forward, letting the warm vapors invigorate her. She’d always thought the beach was particularly...romantic. She felt her blood warm under the surface, rousing up the more she looked at Chloe.

The closer she got, the more she found to admire. Her body was fit, but with a supple beauty about it. Slender curves, a cool yet hungry gaze, a chest more fulsome than one may have realized for such a petite, desirable body. Oh, this was a woman who put plenty of work into looking the way she did now. And, unless Annette was reading the signals wrong, her opponent was fully aware of it too. Suddenly, the hentai stipulation was starting to make more and more sense.

“It certainly will be. Though, I hope you don’t mind me sharing a bit.” She stood in front of the woman with a light giggle, putting a hand at her hip. Her eyes looked down the lavish body before her, taking in those delightful features one more time before she put a finger out at the woman’s arm. Slowly, she trailed a line up, her gaze following as her fingertip glided over the tight skin u her arm, over her shoulders and along the side of her neck.

“Chloe, right? I hope they have a lifeguard on duty…” She leaned in as her finger dragged beneath Chloe’s chin, pulling the woman closer and leaving their lips only an inch apart. “...before I leave you breathless.”

Well, it wasn't that she would come in without any confidence within herself. She liked to think that she was good, the past few entrances had shown that she lacked none for confidence. Though the way she shows it now has changed a bit. Though there is still that quiet, haughty pride lurking inside of her. But with a woman like Annette, the meeting was certainly pleasant so it wouldn't come to the surface.

As the Norweigean stepped in closer and closer, Chloe had found more and more to admire. Clearly, she was no slouch and was confident with her body as well. Though she found her eyes trailing to the lower body than most, even though they would look up. Very impressive. Athletic, though perhaps hidden and masked underneath that supple skin of hers. Course, she would look over the part that she was smaller but it is such a common thing in her matches that the former commissioner had overlooked it by default. Chloe would take a step in, the older woman being more bolder perhaps in getting their bodies quite close. While Ann's finger would trace Chloe's skin, the blonde's finger would play with a lock of her periwinkle hair. "Sharing is caring, after all."

The former commissioner would purr as Annette's finger dragged up along her body. She had a way with words, that was for sure. Seems there are more sirens in AFW after all. Showing her pearly whites, Chloe's chin lifted up by Ann's finger, rising up off her heels off the warm sand. "By all means, try." The blonde would steal a kiss. Well, more of a peck. Though it wasn't fully to Annette's lips. Instead, they would kiss the corner of her lips, between that and her cheek.

Chloe would take some steps back, winking at the Norwegian as she does, creating a good enough distance between then before her right leg would swing behind hers. A sign that she is ready, though a bit more casual. Keeping observant of this woman and her actions. "Ready, darling?"

Gosh, it was hot in here.

Could have been any number of things. The sun was fairly bright today, the sand between her toes wasn’t getting any cooler, and all these eyes may have been giving some younger, more innocent part of her a bit of stage fright. But no. The simple fact was that all the sun and burning sand in the world had absolutely nothing on Chloe.

It wasn’t just that she had a great body, the vast majority of wrestlers in AFW seemed to be in that boat. It was how she moved it, that commanding presence she retained when the lights were on and breathed in every word. Ann could taste it on her breath as she drew closer and left a light peck at the corner of her mouth, eliciting a long sideways smirk from the Norwegian. Her tongue flicked out from the corner of her lips, catching a taste of the peck Chloe had left behind for her. Savory. It had to be a crime to make two eager women wait this long.

“Its Annette, but you call me Ann.” She raised her arms, leaning forward into her stance, giving a nice enough view of her ample assets to distract the eye. “We’ll see if you’ve earned ‘darling’ soon enough.” She hummed with a sly little smile.

The referee, dressed comfortably enough for the weather in a black bikini bottom and a striped baseball tee, stepped over the line. Never one to miss such a pleasing female figure, took notice of her and just how well the top accentuated every curve on her petite body, even more so as she raised her arm to call for the bell.

Ann was quick to drop into her stance and raise her arms. She didn’t have any intention of hanging back, coming in close for the lock up, pressing their hands together as she pushed back against the ex-commissioner to capture the momentum early.

Oh she will earn it alright. She was sure of it. Shown all over her petite body of hers that commanded respect. Of course, Chloe sought to earn more than that, such as victory, but that title she could earn along the way.

More seconds pass and Chloe grew restless, more than eager to start this. She didn't need to do any more stretches, her body was already warmed up. Partly due to the sun beaming down on her but also because of the Norwegian on the other side. She did want to see her in action up close and personal, but with that body of hers and the hentai stipulation added onto this match, there was a danger of being drawn too much to the Nordic beauty. No wonder she was a model. The temptation remains, begging to be drawn by the siren's call and she wondered on how long she could stave it off. God help her.

Of course, Ann was probably on the same boat, having gotten a little taste of Chloe's lips as she licked them. Chloe gave an amused smile as she would settle into her own stance. "Annette it is then...For now." It was perhaps fitting that the referee would also be pleasing to the eyes, especially in a match like this. Though her eyes were mostly on Annette, even as the bell would ring.

And Annette was not gonna hang back any longer and came in close to the ex-commissioner. Forced into a lock-up, Chloe had her leg stepping back before her own leg strength kicked in and kept the Norweigan at bay for a considerable amount of time. Not that her upper body was lacking but tests of strength were not her speciality. Nevertheless, she didn't wish to disappoint Annette in the first few seconds of the match, or even the match as a whole. "Look at us...Already drawn together~" She teased, her voice alluring as their bodies were dangerously close to connecting with each other.

The sound of the bell itched the tactical part of Ann’s mind back from sleep. As much as she could ogle and savor the sight of another lovely woman before they got to rolling around, there was still a competition going on. She was quick to follow suit against the commissioner and locked their hands together.

She hadn’t had the opportunity to soak in a Japanese beach until now, and thankfully it seemed nothing had changed. Her soles practically bonded with this kind of sand. Ann shifted her back and forth from one foot to the other, bending her toes and torquing her arms as the two beauties shifted left and right on the spot. To Chloe’s credit, she kept up well. Not only was she pretty strong, but she clearly knew how to use her feet in spite of the unfavorable terrain. It looked like the Norwegian was going to need to think her way through if she wanted to get her to tumble.

But to be fully honest, Annette was hardly thinking on any of that. Her eyes and thoughts were taken with the slamming body across from her. The inspection a moment ago was one thing, but seeing Chloe up close now with her blood flowing, with every curve and muscle pressing back against her, Ann felt a heat wave coming on. Her eyes slowly trailed away from the woman’s own down to her full and wanting, down her neck and to her firm breasts beginning to shine with sweat like small jewels on her skin.

What she loved most, though, were the words that accompanied it all. Her eyes came back up and she giggled. “Oh, Ms. Mason…” She drew close and ran a quick tongue along her ear. “Let’s be more than that.” With her front leg, Ann reached forward and went to hook the back knee of Chloe’s back leg. The model would raise her arms and push into her as she did, trying to use her superior height to put the commissioner flat on her back.

Unbeknownst to Annette, Chloe certainly tried hard to keep up with her. While she was known to be pretty deft with her feet, in particular, this was a different surface to wrestle in that isn't the usual ring canvas. The softness of the sand didn't punish her soles that much, but she has to focus more on stability as well as staving off the Norwegian in the lockup. Surprisingly, the former commissioner was doing well, which helped to build the confidence that was needed.

And there was a lot of chemistry being shown as the two tussled. Even amidst the struggling, Chloe can catch Annette's eyes looking downward, obviously checking out her body more. Not that she could blame her, even the blonde was prone to having her eyes drift down the model's body every now and then. Up close and personal, there was a lot to witness and she was loving every second of it. Ann, however, wasn't content with just that. The flick of her tongue as she whispered in her ear proved as much...

...Especially when her own leg snaked around Chloe's leg and pushed onto the blonde, using her own size just to bully her to the ground. It was a good idea, especially since Annette was superior in size too. Fortunately, Chloe has had a lot of experience in that department and was not surprised when the Norwegian tries to wrestle her down. It was to be expected of her as a beach wrestler herself. And she knew her close-quarter combat experience would come into question too. Why not show it off then? Her hands would instead move back and release and she'd attempt to cuddle the firm waist of her lovely opponent, so that mid-fall, she'd be able to somewhat twist her and force her to share the impact. Perhaps, if Lady Luck was truly smiling down upon Chloe, get her beneath her, for a late but still viable belly-to-belly of sorts.

There wasn’t any real plan to put Chloe on the ground first. Ann was a beach wrestler at heart, it was just what came natural to her when she was going head-to-head with the sand beneath her feet. When she faced off with another beautiful woman in the middle of a sun-soaked beach, her hands just got a mind of their own. Not that she didn’t plan on reaching this point sooner or later. Getting the blonde beauty underneath her was given the moment she stepped into this ring.

Something told her that Chloe would feel a bit differently about that idea. As if to confirm her thoughts, the ex-commissioner didn’t waste a second of time between being taken off her feet and falling towards the ground. All it took was a hand around the waist, a beautiful little swing of the momentum for Ann to find herself hitting the ground first. She braced herself for the fall and only barely managed to keep the air in her lungs between the surprise and the impact.

It was pretty unexpected. And kind of hot.

Chloe had earned her position on top, but Ann didn’t exactly plan on making it easy for her. Her forearm came up and pushed up against the commissioner's jaw to keep her at a distance. And while she had a hand free, the Norwegian went to grab a handful of the American’s perky chest. Just to test the waters a bit. Dip her feet in before she made her move. Hot blondes were always a bit feisty.