SS 19 Hentai Championship - Natasha (c) vs. Sakura

Nearly as soon as her hands took hold of Lucky's shoulders Natasha found herself being pulled forward along for a ride, the pair of them rolling towards the corner and it was as she laid eyes on those turnbuckles that Natasha realized what was about to happen. Momentum could be a real pain however for she couldn't stop her forward movement nor could she prevent Lucky from pushing up against her stomach with one of her legs. Physics took over then with Natasha getting tossed into the corner, throwing up her arms to brace for the inevitable impact. The floating ring they were on tilted a bit to that side only to right itself immediately after.

Natasha was left on her knees with her hands gripping the bottom ropes, stars in her eyes as she shook her head to try and get rid of them as quickly as possible. Her gaze glanced down to spy Lucky behind her, keeping her sights on the woman so she wouldn't be taken completely by surprise. She could see her breasts had nearly come right out of her toutfit from that impact, reaching down she tugged the strip of fabric over her chest back into place out of habit more than anything else.

THIS time, everything went according to plan, Natasha falling RIGHT into the cheerleader's trap as she FLIPPED her over herself, the french-woman SLAMMING into the corner with such force, it tilted the floating ring INTO that corner! She could tell by how slowly the champion was recovering that she took QUITE THE WALLOP to her head, Natasha remaining on her knees, blinking the stars out of her vision! This was her chance to give back the beautiful bluenette ALL she had given Lucky and MORE...

Was only fair, right?

Sakura would DASH at Natasha using her naturally superb speed, WRAPPING her arms under the other woman's in a FULL nelson, trying to PULL her back away from the ropes she clung to! If Lucky was able to do so, She would pull back and back and back... before dropping to the floor with Natasha on top of her, the cheerleader wrapping her legs around her waist in a scissor hold! With her opponent's arms restrained and her lower-body also unable to fight back, Sakura would smile a BIG lewd grin towards Natasha, her emerald eyes sparking with ALLLL the ideas she was coming up with right now!

She would start... by laying kisses all over Natasha's neck and cheeks, nuzzling her nose up against her soft, white flesh as she cuddled close with the champion... They had been so aggressive at the start... why not be nicer... gentler now...?

In any other situation Natasha might have complimented Lucky on her quick thinking but all that passed Natasha's lips then was a low groan, a long drawn out "ugh" as she lightly gripped the ropes. Her instincts told her to get up, all that mattered in that moment was getting back to her feet before Lucky could capitalize, but while her body did its best to carry out said command it simply wasn't quick enough. She felt a pair of arms slipping around her, ensnaring her in a full nelson though even in her groggy state Natasha was more aware of the large boobs pressing into her backside.

"What do you think you're doing?" Natasha asked like one just waking up from a long nap, mind not yet quite awake enough to know what was going on. She could however feel herself being hauled backwards so she tightened her grip on the ropes, struggling with Lucky for several seconds with control rapidly shifting between the two of them until one last tug from the cheer leader sent them tumbling backwards to the mat.

Natasha found herself laying on top of Lucky whose legs had been quick to wrap around her and still very much aware of the large mounds digging into her upper back. Her options were limited but struggling mindlessly wouldn't serve her well, so she went along for the ride rather than waste energy while the stakes were low. Lucky was true to form, starting out with numerous kisses to whatever part of Natasha her lips could reach that while pleasant weren't giving her more than a slight warmth in her cheeks. To offer some resistance, albeit one Lucky would undoubtedly enjoy, Natasha rolled her arms about to let her shoulder blades really dig into the bountiful chest beneath her.

Lucky blushed darkly as her breasts ground against Natasha's shoulder-blades, the champion seeking to entice her more... rather than simply struggle her way out! Good news for Sakura because she didn't even know if she could hold an expert fighter like Natasha (even in this hold) for as long as she wanted... so that gave her plenty of pleasurable time to have with her senpai! She could feel the bluenette's skin heat up with her soft, succulent kisses, her body begin to react to Lucky's advances... It was a good start... but she could do a lot better than that!

One of Sakura's legs loosened only a bit around her teacher's waist, Sakura bringing that foot around just a bit... so that her heel could reach Natasha's sex! She would rub it allllll up and down the champion's clothed, protected cooch, Sakura taking her time in delivering the frenchwoman AAAAAAALLLLLLLL the pleasure she could expect from her and more! Meanwhile, up above, Sakura kissed and kissed upon her lover's neck, her tongue softly licking up and around her tight, soft skin... taking in her flavor... her smell... Lucky's warm breaths would brush against her entangled opponent... almost as if she were asking her to stay still and let her do her thing!

Lucky would slowly lower one of her arms... watching to see if Natasha would lash out at her... before slowly reaching around and grabbing for a big, beautiful breast! Her fingers would kneed at it curiously, squishing and cradling it with great interest... before pulling at the strap that dared to cover up such wonderful chesties! She wanted it gone... so that she could have the champion all to herself!

Lucky seemed to be rather comfortable underneath her, the woman making no moves to roll them over for she had other ideas on her mind as natasha found out before long. Her first clue as to Lucky's thoughts came when she felt a slight pressure starting at her waist and working its way down until it rested over her crotch, the apparent target as it immediately began grinding up and down along her covered slit. She lifted her head up as much as she could though she already knew what she would see, Lucky's foot running all over her crotch like a kid who had just gotten a new toy to play with. The heat in her crotch was noticable, with Lucky's enthusiastic approach it was impossible not to feel her efforts, but it wasn't anything Natasha couldn't handle especially this early on in the match.

Resting her head back against the other's forehead Natasha continued to focus on keeping her breathing calm, relaxing her body even when she felt one of Lucky's arms relinquishing its grip on her. Keeping herself still she was quiet except for the soft moans drawn out of her by the fingers cupping her left breast. They almost felt curious, as if they were poking and squeezing her heavy mound as if it were some mysterious thing..."Whats wrong? Forgot the feel of my boobs already?"

A snicker at her jest and then she felt a sharp tug on the wide strip of fabric that ran over top of her breasts, pulling it up on her chest while Natasha looked on as her breasts literally bounced free without the fabric to contain them! Her nipples had already been hard and the sensation of the tight fabric grinding over them as it was yanked up drew a sharp gasp from the Frenchwoman. Now she felt some urgency to resist and with one arm free it was as good a time as any. She pushed against the mat with her elbow to lift up her left shoulder, trying to sit upright to slip her other arm free.

"MMmmh... Nope!" Lucky giggled, pressing a soft kiss at the edge of Natasha's jaw! "I just gotta get this thingy out of the way!" With a nice, determined PULL, Sakura PULLED the fabric-cover up and OFF her opponent's breasts, revealing them to her! Oh boy, she couldn't wait to play with these beauties! Just look at them! SO BIG... and soft and nice... Sakura's hands shot down to do just that only for Natasha to JERK up like she were poked in the butt with a needle or something! She had been so subdued up until now! Did the feeling of fresh air washing over her newly exposed skin disturb her that MUCH...?

Or was it the idea that Lucky was gonna steal the lead....?

Whatever the reason, Natasha JERKED up into a sitting position, PULLING her other arm free quickly almost like she was in a panic! WELL, normally Sakura would've been disappointed that such a beauty would leave her embrace like this... but considering the context of this match and what was at stake, Lucky was PROUD! It meant Natasha saw her as a threat... and that she was gonna have to work in this fight! Lucky didn't think trying to DRAG Natasha to the floor would end well for her... especially since the blue-haired beauty might take a page from HER book and start beating her with her elbows!

No... Sakura would roll backwards end-over-end before HOPPING up to her feet... before jumping up, bringing those same feet up and THRUSTING them out at Natasha's mid-back in a quick dropkick!

"Gotta stay on your toes, Natasha-sama!" Lucky snickered as she threw out her attack, smiling like she was having just a good-ol' time with a great friend!

"Oh well in that case...all is FORGIVEN!" Natasha shouted the last word as she tugged her remaining arm free from Lucky's grasp and bolted uprght, expecting some resistance from the cheer leader though only none presented itself. Without the other woman holding her back Natasha didn't just stop at sitting upright she kept on rolling forward until she was on her knees and off of Lucky. She hadn't expected the woman to release her without more of a fight but she wasn't going to complain, not when she could be getting back to her feet instead. She would just chalk that up to Lucky wanting to avoid any more punishing attempts at escaping her from the blunette, after all Natasha could still feel the sting of those repeated elbow shots to her ribs and did want some payback tonight.

Just as she turned around to seek it out however Natasha discovered Lucky might have let her go but she wasn't letting her off easy. A pair of feet slammed into Natasha's firm midsection the moment she spun about, catching the kick there instead of her back but she flew backwards all the same. Her back hit the ropes while she grimaced from the pain, the ropes bending to support her weight but only for a few seconds before they sprung back straight and launched the Frenchwoman right back at Lucky!

"You're one to talk!" She managed to get out in between spoting Lucky back on the floor after her dropkick and her sailing over top of her as she leaped up to avoid tripping over the woman. Sparing herself that embarrassment Natasha reached the other side of the ring and jumped up again, this time meeting the ropes front first with her feet on the bottom rope while she gripped the top one. Like before the ropes bent back then sprang back into shape only this time Natasha leaped backwards off of them to go for a butt slam down onto Lucky's face!

WELL! There were times when things went the way you plan them and then there were times where they didn't! This was one of THOSE times where it was a mixed baggie of goodies and baddies and unintentional-ies so it was impossible to tell if she was getting the better end of this stick or not! For the first part, Natasha did just as Lucky figured she would and use her superior strength to RIP out of the cheerleader's control! For such a bold and... admittedly predictable manuver, Natasha would receive a gift in the form of a DROPKICK... a slightly misplaced dropkick mind, you but it connected solidly nonetheless! Her foot would strike Natasha's abs as HARD as they would've her back, sending the blue-haired woman right back into the harsh, yet loving arms of the turnbuckle, now a place that had been rocked so hard towards the water, it was probably the wettest place in the ring!

... A lewd smile stretched across Lucky's lips as she stared at those naked, bare breasts... then down between Natasha's legs where her feet had some fun pleasuring... Well... perhaps not the wettest...

As Sakura got to her feet, however, she got a BIG face-full of Natasha's awesome butt-power as the champion ROCKETED off the ropes she had been thrown into, using them to her advantage to launch a long-distance high-percision strike at the cheerleader's face! Lucky was ABSOLUTELY unprepared for such an unorthadox and frankly RISKY type of attack, Lucky THROWN back and left SKIDDING along the floor... before coming to a halt a good YARD from where she had started!

"Uuuuuuuhhh...." She moaned softly, raising her hands up to her face, cupping it gently! "...P-p-point.... taken...."

Natasha knew she was in the ring with someone who one would call a big fan of her's, Lucky had made that very clear in all their interactions together. While flattering to hear even after several years in the AFW it also meant Lucky had seen plenty of her matches, studied all her habits and favored moves inside the ring, while Natasha herself only had one sparring match to draw on in order to try and predict what Lucky would do next. She wasn't used to having such discrepancy between their knowledge about one another and she could see now she was going to throw Lucky more than a few curve balls to keep the girl on her toes. Of course Natasha didn't want to resort to flailing about the ring either just to surprise Lucky, that would leave her no better off.

So she reached back into her memories and pulled out a trick from an old friend. Natasha was by no means a high flyer, she preferred to keep her feet on the ground where she was comfortable. That and she often found those aerial acrobatics to be far too risky, once you took to the air your control was gone, leaving you at the mercy of your opponent as to whether you hit the jackpot or crashed and burned. That did not mean however that she couldn't make the jumps so she took a page out of Heather's book, though Natasha did put her own spin on it as she slammed into Lucky butt first!

With her rise however inevitably came the fall, one Natasha wasn't experienced enough to pull off smoothly. Instead she dropped to the mats once her backwards momentum had been used up crashing into Lucky, landing unceremoniously on her rear end Natasha grimaced as a jolt of pain raced up her spine. "And thats why I only fly in a plane..." Mumbling to herself as she turned around on her knees to find Lucky a few feet away.

"You have my friend Heather to thank for that one, have to keep you on your toes you know?" Natasha smirked at the cheer leader as she swiftly closed the distance between them, reaching out to try and get a good grip on the other's ankles. She wanted to catch Lucky by the feet and then drop back onto her butt, pulling on Lucky's legs while Natasha's own stretched out in front of her to forcibly grind all over Lucky's crotch! "On a scale from one to ten..." Natasha's voice trailed off while she focused on using the toes of one foot to run along the woman's covered slit while the heel of the other ground down at the top of Lucky's sex.

Sakura groaned softly into her hands as her head spun from this sudden attack, the cheerleader so disoriented, there was nothing she could do when Natasha desired to take the fight (or the sex) to her! Her focus came back just an instant too late as Natasha grabbed hold of her legs, the bluenette's slipping between them as the champion JAMMED HER HEELS INTO HER PRIVATE PLACE!

"GG......AAAAH!" Lucky cried out, cheeks BLASTING with pink, eyes clamping shut as Natasha had her way with her, the blue-haired beauty PULLING Lucky into her feet in such a way that it was (yes) erotic and sensual! Something like this must've been what it felt like for a guy to get his... unmentionables kicked, a foot GRINDING down into them with enough force to both sap strength and set an unending torrent of unusual feelings through one's body! Lucky groaned, squirmed and writhed in Natasha's grip, tears forming at the corners of her eyes as the champion asked her what she thought of this treatment, asking her to rate accurately on a scale of 1-10... a scale she was scared to answer! If She answered one way or another, Natasha might just push it to the next level! If she didn't... well... at least she wouldn't encourage her!

"N...No! S...Stooooooooooooop...!" She demanded, glancing down at her captor as she rubbed her foot ALL up along Sakura's sex! In a bid to free herself, the cheerleader PULLED at her legs, TRYING to free them From Natasha's grasp! She could already feel herself growing wetter by the second... If she didn't get free now... Natasha would have, like, a HUGE advantage and stuff! If the cheerleader managed to pull her legs free... she would SHOOT them right back at Natasha, aiming to SLAM her heels RIGHT into her jaw!

...Hopefully it would shock her long enough to give Lucky time to scramble to her feet!