Love and Passion: Zulime Lafitte vs Aphrodite, Love of the World in a Hentai Match

Things were starting to get more interesting now as she Zulime began to push back, now Aphrodite was the one on her back as the two pushed at each other, jockeying for proper control of the other proper. Aphrodite's chest pushed up against Zulime's own, mashing and plopping against each other like two flattened mushroom heads, the goddess's nipples poking up against the Cajun queen in their rather aroused state.

"Stop making this so hard!" Aphrodite would complain as she tried to push back but was matched to heavily even against Zulime. She blew a strand of hair out of her face as she tried to push away only to lose concentration for a moment as her hand slipped, allowing for an opening from her opponent.

Zulime enjoyed the sensation of the two bodies being pressed together. The Riverboat Queen was a curvy, beautiful woman and she liked being surrounded by her fellow curvy, beautiful women. She would have had a little bit more fun had they been in Zulime's bed, but Zulime knew how to make the best of any situation presented to her. That was part of what made her so wonderful on the piano and so dangerous on the mat.

Aphrodite gave her an inch, and Zulime was going to take a mile. She grabbed Aphrodite's arm and quickly swung her legs around. The Riverboat Queen was going for an armbar, but only slightly. Her knees were not locked as they should have been nor was her grip on Aphrodite's arm that tight. Instead, she pushed Aphrodite's hand onto Zulime's chest, and then started thrusting her hips violently.

"Ain't you just my sexy toy, darlin'..." She mocked in her Louisiana drawl.

It seemed that a simple loss of control was all that was needed for Zulime to easily take that inch given and grab at her arm and quickly apply what appeared to be a simple and sturdy that wasn't out of place in any wrestling match, including one such as this. Like everything however was that it had a certain catch to it as Zulime had other things planned for her poor arm as it was thrust upon against her crotch, rubbing on it as if it was some common marital aide.

"Stop that... what, what are you... what are you doing, you freak.. guh!" she let out as she tried to escape to no avail, clutching at the only thing that she could, Zulimes breasts.

Zulime was going at it. She recognized that this was almost certainly going to be detrimental to her prospects at winning the match, but Zulime was in the moment. The Riverboat Queen was just a woman with the simple desire to fuck anyone beautiful, and Aphrodite just happened to be the closest person to her. It wasn't the best way to do it, and she knew that, but it was what she had available to her at the moment and Zulime would be damned if she didn't take that shot.

Only, Aphrodite was not going to let her have that much fun. She reached over and grabbed Zulime's breast, which caused Zulime to yelp in surprise and release the hold a little. "What on Earth..." she started.

Honestly Aphrodite didn't purposely grab at Zulime's breast, clutching on whatever she could actually grab on to including her top, pulling down on it as she tried to wiggle out. Though that was the best that she could honestly do as she tried to escape whatever lewd sort of behavior the Cajun was trying to do to her, terribly embarrassing herself in such a display as she literally was fucking the goddess's arm, "Stop, stop that, are you crazy!"

How depraved and unrefined, such a sexual act she could not stand for as she began to slap down at Zulime's head in overall disgust.

Zulime was not really used to having her boob grabbed. Back on the riverboat, had someone tried that, they would have had their head slapped directly off their shoulders. That thought flashed across Zulime's brain, as the indignity of the move was not something that Zulime would suffer. In a twist of fate, it was Aphrodite who slapped her. The humiliation which had just been heaped upon her made the Riverboat Queen beyond irate.

Zulime immediately leaped out of Aphrodite's range, and then charged right back. She was going for a slap of her own. There were probably moves that would have been more painful in the current situation, but Zulime had a score to settle.

Grit her teeth as she tried to escape out of such a weird sexually charged armbar. It wasn't her fault of course that she had grabbed and pulled at Zulime's plump breast, just a means at which for her to escape that ended in such a predicament. After all, the match allowed for it and so what was the issue after all. It wasn't like the Cajun woman had been literally fucking her arm.

It didn't take long after a few desperate slaps that she was now freed from Zulime's grasp and had quickly gotten herself off the ground, the though the same could be said of her opponent as before she could register what was going on she was slapped across the cheek, stumbling her back a few steps as she was caught off guard.

Zulime kept going forward. She had no option. The Riverboat Queen wanted to show this braggadocious woman what she was about, and that happened to be in the form of a slap. The disrespect was obvious, and Zulime had no reservations about that. Aphrodite was stumbling backwards, and Zulime had a chance to strike.

She tried to sidle in around Aphrodite and then grab the woman by her boobs. The Riverboat Queen would manipulate her opponent's breasts, going up and down and up and down until she got up to Aphrodite's nipples, which she began toying with.

The stunned goddess stumbled back a gasp after being slapped right across the face, near falling over herself as she wasn't prepared to take such an attack from her opponent. It didn't end there however as Zulime would take advantage of such an attack and pressed forward, not giving Aphrodite any breathing room as she latched on quickly to her breasts. The blonde's eyes would widen, seeing as how vulnerable and open she now was.

"Ahhhhh," she let out as her breasts were fondled without impunity, both hands of the Cajun firmly latched on as they were roughly pushed up and down, from every angle until pushing aside the thin material that both supported and covered them her nipples were attacked, pulled and toyed with, pinched causing more moans as Aphrodite was stunned.

Zulime had Aphrodite right where she wanted her. Aphrodite was moaning and enjoying herself greatly, and Zulime could not say that she was having a bad time either. It was always nice to have a pair of breasts in your hands, especially when those breasts belonged to someone as lovely as Aphrodite. The sensation was a good one, and Zulime wanted it to last all night.

But this was a match. This was wrestling. She was hoping that Aphrodite would be lost in the euphoria so that Zulime could sneak her leg around and hip toss Aphrodite to the mat. The Riverboat Queen thought that she might have more fun while they were on the ground.