Zulime Lafitte vs. Natasha Loclear

Zulime was going for it. Against someone like Natasha, any holding back meant that she would find herself cumming like a girl on prom night, which was something that she would enjoy for the time but would leave her feeling bittersweet in the end. So she employed her curves to their fullest potential and knocked the blue haired girl on her rear. Zulime was breathing hard for a second, standing tall as she witnessed the aftermath of what she had done. It was a good site to see Natasha on the ground, naked and covered with oil, but it was better to know that Zulime had sent her there thanks to the power in her ample bust.

With a smile, she turned around. "You like how this looks?" Zulime taunted. The Cajun girl would then prompt a further response to her large ass by throwing herself backwards to butt blast Natasha right in the face.

Natasha was still rubbing at her lower back when a comment from Zulime caught her attention, her head swinging up to see just what the woman was talking about only to have her vision filled with an oiled up and gorgeous ass as it slammed into her face. "Wh...?" She got out half the word before Zulime knocked her flat on her back, the oil splashing up over her body once again only this time there was no body on top or below her to keep part of her dry. Now completely soaked in the warm liquid Natasha brushed some hair out of her eyes with one hand while the other she planted against the floor, slowly pushing herself back into an upright position. This called for a quick escape but Natasha was shaken up and battered from the rough treatment from her cajun rival, so she moved as best she could but readied herself for more.

Zulime felt the connection of her ass slam into Natasha's face. She probably could have gotten a lot more power into it if she hadn't contorted her back so that she could see the impact of her butt on Natasha's face, but she could resist the temptation. She fell down to the ground a foot or so behind Natasha. The Riverboat Queen knew how tough Natasha was, and was not going to let this opportunity pass her by. Natasha was sitting upright now, a fact that she knew that she could exploit.

She moved to plant that same beautiful butt that had just slammed into Natasha's face right behind her. Her legs wrapped around Natasha's body, and she tried to plant her ankles around Natasha's knees to spread them a bit wider. One hand went down to Natasha's bare sex, and she would try to pump her femininity for all that was worth. With her other hand, she would grab Natasha's breast, as a way not only to confirm her grip, and also intensify the pleasure.

Natasha glanced down as a now familiar pair of legs slipped around her waist, the blunette was quick to recognize a threat and reached down to grab onto those calfs, keeping them from fully locking around her but it meant she was no longer steadying herself. In oil that was a very important oversight on Natasha's part and she fell back onto her ass, right up against Zulime whose arms wrapped around her before she could even think about squirming her way free. One might assume the oil would make slipping out of Zulime's grasp a simple matter but it also meant she couldn't get a good grip on her either, barely holding back those legs from spreading open her own while the cajun beauty got her hands exactly where she desired them.

Her thighs pressed together to make it a workout for Zulime to get those fingers inside of her however, though they were able to rub along her lips. Her hands were stuck keeping Zulime from securing the leg scissor hold so Natasha could only grind herself back against Zulime, letting her shoulder blades dig back into the woman's naked tits and her ass work over that oiled up crotch. "You're a quick one Zulime~" Natasha laughed out, her voice reaching a higher pitch as her breast was caught within Zulime's skilled fingers, Nat's thighs quivering as the other hand drew closer to getting past her nether lips as well.

Zulime was going for it. She really enjoyed the sensation of everything. It was a shame of course that she couldn't clamp her legs around Natasha the way that she really liked to, but the blue-haired woman had a hand on her thigh. When she was love making she found that a hand was something that would always get her excited. Even if that hand was preventing Zulime from getting the full body scissors, she was a fan of it. Just as much as she was a fan of her own hand on Natasha's breast, and the other hand between the blue haired woman's legs. Her brown eyes scanned down to find a quivering thigh, which told her even more than Natasha's words did.

The problem was, Natasha was not taking this lightly. It wasn't much, but the way Natasha was going up and down and up and down was really doing a number on her breasts. And the fact that Natasha was rubbing her butt against Zulime's crotch also did something pretty wonderful. The Riverboat Queen found her capacity to control Natasha dramatically decreased, as her body started taking over.

With all the lovely sensations her body was experiencing it was difficult to focus on one over any of the others, which made deciding on which of these attacks upon her needed dealing with first all the more difficult. Did she prioritize the hand already hard at work kneading its fingers deep into her naked breast, to keep her from zeroing in on her areola or nipples, or the lips with the freedom to kiss her from the shoulders to her face? To do any of that though realistically required the use of her hands which if removed from Zulime's thighs surely meant a vice like pressure snapping shut around her midsection...a situation that would leave her with few options with which to fight back.

For the moment she was slowing her down with what little she could do with her shoulders and butt, but how long would that distraction work on the riverboat queen? Her mind was racing to find the path out of this slippery situation (pun intended) but one sensation suddenly rose above all the others, bringing it to the front of the line in an instant as Natasha felt the tips of Zulime's fingers brushing past her labia and into the shallows of her pussy's depths.

"Gawh!" Came the immediate groan from Natasha whose thighs parted instinctively in invitation to Zulime, welcoming her inside if she had the mind to do so. In contrast to her body's reaction Natasha had a mind to fight back, even if it was a risk. She pulled one of her hands away from the other woman's thick thighs and made a grab for the wrist of the hand groping at the blunette's breast, tugging at it in a bid to free her chest from its grasp.

Zulime was breathing hard now. The moment was intimate. When she worked in the kitchen of the riverboat, she knew that if you put something in oil it would get way hotter way quicker. Even when she was the one on the giving end, she could not help but feel hot and bothered. Their naked bodies were entwined with one another, and the Riverboat Queen was feeling herself. There was no crowd here to cheer her on. No one else was in the room, the only watchers on doing so from far away thanks to the camera.

But that was the least of her concerns. Zulime loved the fact that her hand was on Natasha's breast. There were few breasts in the world that would have been better to grab, she thought, and she was thoroughly enjoying the fact that she had such a squishy and wonderful thing between her fingers. A hand latched onto her wrist, and she lost her grip on that lovely chest of Natasha's. Internally, she was not happy. But her upbringing would not allow for her facade of being confident and happy would never slip.

One of the reason that she was able to put on a happy face was the fact that her finger was still in Natasha's sex. Given with what had just happened with her other hand, she knew that it would not linger long. With that in mind, Zulime kept going as hard as she possibly could to get Natasha to come along before that finger slipped out for the last time. And because this was far from the first time she had done such a thing, she was more than capable of getting the bubble to burst.

Natasha had one eye closed tight and her lips parted just enough for her moans to slip out as Zulime pumped her finger faster and faster within her sex, the warm oil that coated the digit working its magic...spreading heat throughout her body. Her hand clutched tightly at the other woman's wrist as she couldn't let Zulime put it to work as well, her breast was still tingling after the intensive groping it had been given a moment earlier. "Ohhh you really want me to cum....huh?" She turned her head to glance back over her shoulder at Zulime, staring into the woman's eyes in the hope she would stare back, keeping their gazes fixed on one another while Natasha made her move.

She would go for it, gripping Zulime's already captured wrist with both hands and pulling it forward, then down until her shoulder pressed up into Zulime's armpit to keep her upper body tightly pressed against her back. Natasha held her close and took a deep breath, bracing her feet as best she could on the oiled up floor before thrusting her hips back, slamming her ass into the riverboot queen's crotch! Oil would splash as flesh met flesh but she was far from done, even if moving her hips forward brought the woman's finger deeper inside of her Natasha endured it to continously rock her hips, furiously humping Zulime's sex with her heart shaped butt while also grinding her back all over her tits. "Slap...slap...slap...slap..." Filled the room as she gave it her all!

Zulime was occasionally a hard woman to read. When she wanted to be elusive to keep someone gambling, she could play that role quite well, which was to say nothing of her time up on the stage. But there were certain times when she was totally open. Natasha marked her out immediately. Yes, Zulime really wanted to make the blue-haired woman cum. Even if they were somewhere else, not under the pretext of a competition, Zulime would have wanted to make Natasha cum. But especially here, and especially now, with the oil making her ebony skin all but glow under the light of the room. The Riverboat Queen's mouth was hanging open, and she was shameless in her desire.

And it turned out that she focused on that much too much. While she was engaged in trying to fuck her opponent's brains out, Natasha was working her own plans. Zulime's body was quickly pulled so that Zulime was off balance and vulnerable to anything that Natasha had to throw at her. And the blue haired woman had a considerable amount to throw at her. Natasha's hips were thrust backwards, delightfully straight into Zulime's crotch. That alone would have had the effect of causing Zulime to give up on her attempts to fuck the other woman, but when her breasts started alighting with the raw pleasure coursing through her she had no chance. For a moment, Zulime was no longer focused on giving Natasha pleasure. Because she was so ready to just let all the pleasure that was now being sent through her body to just take over.

It was an all or nothing gamble in the race for the first of what she assumed now would be many orgasms but it seemed to pay off for Natasha who felt the fingers of the riverboat queen freeze up, no longer thrusting away inside of her. While they remained deeply lodged within her pussy it gave her a moment of respite that she had needed if she was going to make Zulime the first to cum. She turned her head to meet the gaze of her opponent, a smile on Natasha lips as she stared back at Zulime while her hips continued to buck back and forth, furiously lashing out with her ass upon the soaked sex behind her. "Feeling it yet? Just close your eyes and listen to the sound of my ass ravaging your aching pussy, I can feel how close you are..." To further make her point Natasha thrust back once more and then kept up the pressure, moving her butt in a figure eight pattern over Zulime's crotch while her back just pressed hard upon those heavy tits.