Gwen 'Sexual Witch' Gothica vs Ailinn 'Imperious' Byrne - Bedroom match

Ailinn had a strong sense for analysis. Only some minutes watching any normal rival move and she would be able to notice patterns in her strategies and this has helped the Gaelic in her wrestling career to choose carefully her approach to matches. Another part of this ability included reading her rival’s character, knowing when they were at their weakest. Of course it wasn’t a flawless skill and some adversaries were just too hard to read or too good at hiding their true colors, but it usually worked.

And it was definitely working now. There was a huge contrast in between Gwen’s actions and thoughts if Ailinn was right and the greenette had to take advantage of that. She saw an appalled and overall afraid woman, the Irish’s more dominant character making her come to a halt in fear. The thing was that until some minutes ago the goth had clear advantage over Ailinn, so this mindgame of her would be of some use. The facts were clear: Imperious had been more worked over than her rival, but the brunette was more inclined to be carried over by sheer power of suggestion. The Conqueror needed her rival to keep fearing what she was able to do and like that she would tip the scales in her favor.

“What we are going to do is this: I see you clinging at me pitifully so I decided that the match had to end in a more exciting way. We lock a trib hold, no dirty tricks, just all the rubbing we can get with our bodies, and the first to pop loses. We have a deal?”, the Gaelic asked without letting Gwen go.

Gwen was wondering what she was getting into as she waited for her opponent to say how she thought they should settle it. As she was confident it would be something that was in the greenette's favor. However to be honest this whole match had bin in her favor as she just had to hope that the Gaelic wrestler would make an mistake , and she would be able to take advantage of the situation. Still the suspense until she heard Alinn's idea was slowly pushing down her resolve as she began to think this was the point behind her not saying right away how she wanted to settle things.

As she felt like she was being analysed by her opponent right now as she saw something in her opponent's eyes that made it feel like she was being stripped bare. That all her weaknesses and flaws were exposed to the Irish woman as she was close to an mental breakdown as she feared what would be their end game as she began to tap herself on her tight as she waited. Unaware she was all the while falling for Alinn's plan as she was relieved when she finally heard how the greenette wanted to end it. As she quickly replied back ''I can agree to that''before she realized that she had just said yes to ending their match in an trib duel , and that the Gaelic wrestler was likely an expert at tribbing. However she could not back down now after she had agreed to foolishly to her opponent's idea without looking more weak then she current was viewed by the other wrestler.

Ailinn smirked with how easy it was for her to convince her rival to settle the match on her own terms. There was something about Gwen the goth didn’t even realize aparently and that was her downfall. The Witch was a proficient enough wrestler and knew her stuff around hentai holds, but there was a prominent lack of self-confidence in the brunette that made her easy prey for some stronger wills, making Gwen very easily anipulable by her current rival.

Gwen had her advantage for some part of the match and it was something almost certain that up to that moment the fighter that had endured the most arousal and hentai damage was Ailinn, but the goth woman had her troubles when believing that. It was as if from the very first moment ofthe match the Witch had posed her masquerade, looking like she trusted herself but never really did that, like every action she has taken was driven by the inertia of the match and not some true winning sheer of will. The woman didn’t trust her own skills enough to see herself as a winner on this match, and Ailinn was taking advantage of that since for some time she was actually working for a quite solid win!

Ailinn wasn’t completely sure about where this strategy of hers would get her, but she had the confidence that in the very end her rival wouldn’t be as resilient as her in direct sexual contact. All of the sensual exchange they had up to that moment was mostly delivered by Gwen, and based on the Witch’s reactions the greenette trusted that when facing an all front attack the brunette wouldn’t be able to resist for long. It was a wild card, a very risky move that could prove to be a losing one if not properly applied, but the Irish had to make her stand and take her chance.

“Bold, I like that...”, the Conqueror replied while breaking her rival free, giving her a final slap on her butt. “Well, you are not going to trib anyone with clothes on, take those off!”, the greenette said while taking care of her own underwear and tossing it to one corner of the room unceremoniously.

Gwen knew she was likely falling into her opponent's trap , but what other choice did she have at the moment. Since not accepting would have made her seem more weak then she was. As the Gothic wrestler did not consider herself weak , but she was scared of the Gaelic as she waited for her opponent to release her as she would quickly back up an little. This would allow both wrestlers to strip naked as the Canadian wrestler would glare in response to getting slapped on the butt by Alinn.

However it seemed she was not fast enough according to the Gaelic wrestler as she mentioned that she should remove her clothes. Which was already the plan , but since her opponent had mentioned it she would move somewhat more slowly on purpose as she took her time taking off her top and bottoms as she would soon find herself as naked as the greenette was as she would open her legs as she whispered ''come and get it Alinn''in an attempt to sound confident and in control.

Ailinn was happy with things going her way. Out of the ring she would have been a much more diplomatic kind of person and the exchanges she would get in would have been mutually agreed on, but for her wrestling persona she was determined not to give one inch of terrain and for better or for worse she had to live up to that.

In this case in particular the Irish was confident in her skills. It was true that her rival had some good moments in the match and worked on her sex with certain ability, but Ailinn had seen Gwen’s true colors, and trusted herself to outfuck this woman just by sheer willpower. Grinning at her rival’s attempt of showing some confidence she got closer as she sat on the bed and started positioning her in a tribbing position. “Of course. I always get what I want…”, she would say as her sex would rest against her rival’s. “Whenever you want, Gwen, go for it.”

Gwen was wondering if she was able to fool her opponent with her fake confidence as she would open her legs as she waited for the greenette to get closer. As it would not take more then an second before Alinn would begin to move herself into the position so that they could begin their trib duel. Now just before their clits would meet she would hear the Gaelic wrestler say that she would always get what she wanted.

As she would then rest her sex against the Gothic's own as she told the Canadian that whenever she wanted she could go for it. Which send an clear message to Gwen that the other wrestler was confident she would win , and that it did not matter should the Canadian make the first move. Which unnerved her as she would slowly begin to rub her sex against her opponent's own as she tried to start things off nice and slow as she said ''let's ahhh goo''

Ailinn smirked at her rival’s show of confidence. At this stage of the match mind game was also crucial to victory since this woman looked easier to stagger than the greenette, and she just had to compensate for the sexual damage she had sustained like that. A woman without any confidence would ramp up higher and that was the strategy the Gaelic wanted to execute.

When her moist womanhood rested against Gwen’s the greenette had a bad time repressing a sigh of pleasure. This ride was surely going to be a rough one, and if she got the win it would surely be a close call. She couldn’t let her rival know that, and she couldn’t even think about the chance of losing. She was the Imperious, dammit! Gwen started her movements and Ailinn came along with her, bucking her hips in a slow pace but using all of her skill to make the most of every brush, rubbing against Gwen’s lips and clit. The game was on, and it wouldn’t be much longer before a victor arose.

Gwen tried to act confident , and in control as well as she good as she could not show any weakness. However the moment her sex made contact with the greenette's own she would begin to fail. As she had only one option , and that was to go on the attack with everything if she wanted any chance to win tonight.

So with that in mind Gwen would begin to buck her hips as she tried to first match the pace Alinn was going at , but would quickly try to go faster. As she would thrust her clit against the Gaelic's own as she tried to get on top as she would push off against the bed as she moaned out ''ahhhh you ain't beating me. As I am the one who is in control right now''as she hoped to get the top position since she figured that would make dominating this match easier.

Ailinn thought at first that her rival would let her be the dictating voice in the trib hold they were sharing, and decided to start slow because that way she would be able to further analyze and get to know each of Gwen’s reactions, getting to know her sweet spots to take advantage of them and gain the upper hand. The goth decided things would go in a different way because even if she started bucking her hips at Ailinn’s rhythm seconds later she ramped up the pace, slamming her clit against Ailinn’s in a barrage of thrusts.

Ailinn noticed her breathing growing heavier and raspier as her rival was attacking her clit. Both sexes clashed with wet noises and juices drenched the bed below them, but the Imperious managed to contain her arousal at bay and tried her best not to give away any sign of hornyness. Her rival, on the other hand moaned without any kind of qualms. No matter what the goth Gwen said, she was in a pinch right now.

“I’m sure that’s what you tell to yourself not to break right now…” Ailinn started between raspy breaths, “But I can see through your lies. You are feeling weak, and you are going to cum first, so you better accept it now.” The greenette started giving special attention to her rival’s clit, making heavy brushes against her rival’s pearl trying to make her so close to the edge.

Gwen would manage to get on top as she hoped her plan would work as she began to match her opponent's rhythm as she looked down at the greenette.Still she was beginning to think it was hopeless as she was the only one who was moaning during all of this as Alinn just kept going like it was not bothering her at all. Like nothing she would do was going to even get her to moan in pleasure as she kept attacking her clit with her own.

Still then she began to notice something was slightly off about the Gaelic wrestler as her breathing appeared too become more heavier and raspier as she kept going. However no other signs that she was effecting Alinn was happening causing the Gothic wrestler to assume she was just seeing things as the greenette continued to play mind games to great effect. As with each sentence Gwen felt like she was nothing as she felt her opponent focus on her clit as she tried to back off as she cried ''nooooo ahhhhh that not trueeeeee''as she came just as she fell off Alinn's body.