Two of Three Falls: A Test of Sexual Might! (Claudia Augusta vs Estelle Arnault)

Claudia smiled hearing her opponent praise her for her kissing ability, the Symbol of Love always liked it when another woman enjoyed her tender caress and lips. But as much as this was a battle of love this was also still a wrestling match and Claudia had a sense of urgency to even the score for not only her pride but to prolong this lovely tussle with Estelle as she locked her hands behind her opponent, squeezing to drive the head and shoulder into each other. But Estelle continued to fight back, choosing the path of less effort but effective tactic as she continued to grind their breasts together!

The bra continued to be the difference-maker in their battle of breasts, the opposing chest having much more support and firmness because of it as Claudia's breasts were pushed around causing Claudia to moan out again. "Ooooh...feisty every step of the way...I like that in a woman!" Claudia let out, she couldn't fight back effectively in the chest, not until Estelle was weakened and she could take off that bra as she elected to tighten her hold, pressing down harder into her rival to weaken her!

Estelle notices how her hard work on Claudia’s nipples bore some fruit as the Italian started looking really worked up. The Swiss’ wasn’t made of stone either, but her bra acted as an armour against most of the rubbing sensation so the pleasure she got from that was way less intense. She trusted on her ability to pent up Claudia’s arousal so her grip on the Swiss wouldn’t hold for longer, but this proved to be a true ordeal, easier said than done.

In the end the sexy blonde squeezed harder at Estelle’s neck and the lack of oxygen proved that the Rose needed something else to survive the hold with enough strength to fight back. Reaching to the bottom of her being to muster all the force she would have to push against the Italian’s body and try to rool all over the mud. The urge to get some fresh air was just too big that the brunette had to escape, her rival’s resistance proving to be too big for her to get an orgasm out of the Symbol of Love as her head was starting to feel funny because of the lack of fresh air.

Claudia's hands squeezed tightly together, fighting to keep her grip as the mud on her hands was making it difficult to keep her fingers locked on her hands, switching to locking her fingers to ensure her grip while giving away a bit of pressure. So she decided to make up for that lost pressure with pleasure, shoving down her chest harder and sliding up and down the beautiful body of Estelle. The way their breasts mashed, her soft orbs against the wet material of the bra, Claudia let out a pleased moan as she was having her way with Estelle.

But her rival wouldn't be so easily deterred as she pushed out of the mud and twisted to the side, tipping over and rolling on top of the Symbol of Love. On her back, Claudia kept her hold tight and strong, even from on the bottom she could still prevent Estelle from catching her breath and keep her on the defensive as she tried to keep the momentum going to try and roll back on top of Estelle!

Estelle gave a sigh of relief when she felt a little of the pressure applied to her neck fading. That gave the Swiss some seconds to draw a couple of well needed breaths. Mouthfuls of air went inside her aching lungs, but it all was for little result as she had more problems to attend to. First of all, Claudia’s hold was still locked on her, and the Italian switched her game. When she was trying to weaken the alpine beauty with deprivation of air, now she went for more powerful sensual stimuli. Even through her bra the rubbing felt so good for Estelle, who panted in her detriment since all the oxygen she managed to get escaped that way.

For some instants the brunette managed to change positions with her rival. Being on top didn’t break the hold on her neck but at least got her body out of the fatiguing mud. Her victory felt hollow when Scarlet realized how her rival used her own strength and inertia to switch positions again. She was back into square one, only much more weak. She emitted a groan of frustration as she felt lightheaded, her moving starting to fade because of the lack of oxygen. She was at her weakest in the match.

On her back in the mud as she held onto her Arm Triangle, Claudia couldn't exert the same amount of pressure she could as she did with bearing down her weight on her opponent but soon it would come right back into her advantage as she managed to pull and twist Estelle back down into the mud and laid on top of Estelle again. It wasn't a flashy style of Claudia's offensive, but writhing around in the mud with a beauty such as Estelle, it served it's purpose and gave Claudia exactly what she wanted.

Grinding down on Estelle, mashing her breasts into the muddy bra Claudia could feel the weakened state of Estelle and saw her chance to even the playing field. "Oooooooh? Getting tired are we Estelle, my love?" she cooed out, roughly nuzzling against Estelle before pulling on her, forcing her out of the mud with enough room so that her hands could slip down to the back of Estelle's bra, temporarily releasing the hold to try and unclasp that bra!

No matter how hard the Swiss tried, there was no way she was escaping the hold she was locked into. Claudia was such a good submissionist, that was undeniable, and having this match in a surface Estelle wasn’t used to gave the Italian woman the upper hand in the matter. Had this match been in a conventional ring maybe the brunette would have been able to come up with a method to escape.

For some instants Estelle even thought she was getting closer to breaking the hold, but her rival knew too well how to react to every attempt to counter and her knowledge of mud wrestling techniques was draining the Swiss out of stamina. The brunette was so frustrated with her inability to break the hold, feeling how her body was heavier by the second because of how hard was it to breathe and how entangled her limbs were in the mud. Unable to pose further resistance she could only groan in disatisfaction as she felt her bra undone and her breasts popping free, at last being even with her rival.

Mud was a dangerous and unsuspecting foe to people who never been in mud before, the weighted substance was much more draining than one would imagine when all of that weight began to build up. Claudia wasn’t a mud wrestling expert but she was knowledgeable enough to take advantage of that opposed to Estelle who was having a rough first experience.

Claudia felt a little bad, feeling like she pulled an underhanded tactic despite it being part of the match. She just had to make up for it with pleasure as she stripped off the muddy bra, tossing it out of the pool. With those beautiful breasts finally freed from their restraints, Claudia would release the arm triangle, shoving Estelle back into the mud as she looked down with a lewd smile.

“I’ve been wanting to do this for a while, but you’ve been such a tease keeping your clothes on!” She cooed out as she reached down for Estelle’s wrists, trying to pin them in the mud as she raised up, lining up her breasts with Estelle’s before attempting to drop down on them, breast to breast slam!

Seeing it from an outsider perspective one could say that Estelle had the upper hand in the match. The brunette managed to remain with more clothing than her rival for long, and she got the Italian beauty to cum once. But the change to the muddy arena made everything change. Since joining that terrain Estelle could feel how her endurance was indeed drained by the muddy arena, like sinking in tar, her muscles felt tired and heavy, and she couldn’t deny that her body was at high arousal levels thanks to Claudia’s treatment.

They had rolled over several times and exchanged holds and sensual touches. Estelle had fought to the best of her skills but in the end she was falling short in this fall and unluckily she had no more strength in her as her body felt so heavy that she could only writhe in dissatisfaction at her own weakness. She couldn’t even do anything when she saw Claudia getting ready to smash her bust against the Swiss’, pain and pleasure mixing in some cocktail of sensations as the Alpine whimpered and breathed heavily under Claudia’s mercy.

With her rival pinned underneath her as she rose to the highest she could go, a lewd smile washed over Claudia's face as she would drop down with as much force as she could muster as a loud smack of wet flesh rang out as the two breasts slammed together, Claudia's driving down with impunity as her nipples stabbed down into Estelle's wet flesh! "Aaaaaaaaaaahhhh~!" Claudia moaned out, a satisfied look on her face as she tossed her head back, rocking back and forward to grind her breasts into their opponents.

"So!? How is it? Ready to give up to me~?!" Claudia moaned out again as she pressed her hands into the mud, rising up to let her breasts dangle over Estelle's before once again dropping down into those precious mounds once more, grinding down to drill them into her chest before rising again to do it all over!

From her actual position there was close to nothing that Estelle could do to avoid further attacks coming from Claudia. It looked like the Symbol of Love hadn’t realized that since her strategy wasn’t a full attack but some more ‘softening’ as the Italian went for another spash at Estelle’s breasts. The mud-covered orbs were in a mix of pain and eagerness that was extremely frustrating at this point of the match. The Swiss wasn’t unable to make moves worthy of some attention as she was excruciatingly drained by the mud and her excitement.

Despite all of that she still had some fighting spirit in her. No matter how hard things were on her she wasn’t going to be someone else’s plaything, not even Claudia’s. She had her pride, after all. “You are very welcome to try and make me, but I won’t give you an easy victory…” She replied while trying her best to hide how winded up she was.