Echo Alexandria vs Estelle Arnault: Hentai Oil Match!

Echo had been starting to feel pretty down about this entire experience. She was completely helpless in this oil, felt exposed, felt weak, inexperienced and unprepared. It was obvious to her now that whoever had decided to put her in this hentai match was clearly just throwing her to the wolves to see what would happen. At this point, she just wanted to forfeit, get out of this embarrassing situation, and start anew.

Estelle's words however, were quite comforting and reassuring to her, and they did serve to put the young rookie more at ease, with both herself and the situation. It was a kind thing to do, something she didn't have to do, and Echo was grateful for it. "T-thank you...your really kind..."

She said with a blush, before Estelle laid down on her again, catching her in another kiss, their bodies gently rubbing against each other. For several minutes they stayed like this, young Echo getting more and more aroused, starting get into this, rubbing her body against the older Estelles and rubbing their legs together as well, moaning into her mouth as she started to get wet!

For all of the match’s short life Estelle had been able to learn something pivotal to her actions: even if the inexperienced Echo seemed interested in getting into the hentai part of wrestling, her flustered state prevented her from that and blocked her from doing anything towards achieving victory. In someone else’s hands it could have ended badly, but Estelle knew really well what inexperience and nervousness could do to someone in their hentai debut. The Swiss was fortunate enough to have a soft and caring rival who eased her in that world, and from that point she had tried paying her rivals with the same coin. That looked like a perfect opportunity.

Even if there were some things standing between Echo and a the full enjoyment of the match and the hentai scene it looked like Estelle’s tender means were getting the pinkette ready to go. For the Swiss who only wanted Echo to start feeling good and have a good time the best feedback she could have was her rival starting kissing back and rubbing her body against her. Had she not been trapped in a kiss she would have smiled when Echo softly moaned in their kiss, and that made Estelle’s breathing become heavier as she was also getting hot and bothered. There was no risk of losing this match, but she would keep her arousal in mind no matter what.

Seeing that her rival looked more into it, Estelle decided to take another step towards victory. Pressing her body against Echo, one of her hands would slowly trail around her body, caressing it all the way down. The Swiss didn’t want to get Echo naked because she thought that maybe that would get her rival out of it, and that way things wouldn’t be as sudden. Her nimble fingers would rest against Echo’s covered crotch before going for some soft rubbing, always watching her rival’s reactions. After some seconds of humming in their kiss and only when Estelle noticed that the Greek was wet and ready she would slip her hands inside her underwear and start stimulating her lips directly with her silky touch, still no penetration in order not to scare Echo.

This was all a strange new experience for Echo. Her first hentai match, her first sexual opponent, her first time in an oil ring. She had no real idea how to handle or deal with ANY of this, and as a result, she had, much to her own shame, given up almost immediately, opting to let her opponent do what they needed to do to get the win. What made it worse is that, while she never told any of her family about this, she had wanted to do a hentai match...and was chickening out in her first one.

Luckily, her opponent seemed to understand just what she was going through, and rather than judge her, or worse, assault her, the woman had been kind and understanding and going at it slow, keeping young Echo enraptured in the kiss while slowly sliding her hands down her slim, athletic body, getting the pink haired greek girl to shiver and moan again.

Then a hand entered her bikini bottoms and made her eyes open wide, letting out a little "MM!" into Estelle's mouth. Breaking the kiss, Echo looked up at Estelle with a bright blush before speaking, having made up her mind. "Y-you uh...you'd be my first girl...You can...you can do more if you want...I've um...never been eaten out before..."

Estelle had pretty clear that she was a lucky one. The Swiss had been in the AFW long enough to hear and witness some of the dark side of the federation, the stories of women who had it just much rougher than her, mostly in the hentai division she was a part of. From champion material who are constantly tested against the toughest of contestants to more jobber-like wrestlers who are always pitted against much better wrestlers just to see them squashed, Estelle was holding herself in a spot in the middle, concealing herself in an aura of insignificance. It wasn’t as if she wouldn’t get the love of her rivals and her fans, of course she did, but she was invisible for the AFW staff who could just make things harder on her.

That vision of the federation and her own situation made Estelle aware of the difficulties some other wrestlers had to face while she is just having the ride of a lifetime. Enter Echo, a younger and completely hentai inexperienced woman who looks so eager to get into it but still needs to get a lot of accommodation and reassurance before she can even start to enjoy it. Pitted against other meaner rival Echo would have had a terrible and traumatic first hentai experience, but not that day, not with Estelle.

And there they were, kissing and getting in the mood while Echo would slowly get out of her shell. The pinkette knew she had already lost the match but looked content with it, and more comfortable with how things were unfolding by the second. Seeing the Greek take some initiative and confess one of her desires made Estelle smile warmly in understanding. Echo still had some doubts, but now she was slowly trusting Estelle, and with trust would come mutual enjoyment.

After their kissing session Estelle looked at Echo with a reassuring look. She was just so cute with her innocent face and her flustered state, telling the Swiss her most private desires and worries. The Swiss cup her face with one of her hands in a soft, tender manner. “If I have the honor of being your first woman let me give you something to remember.” She leaned in once more to seal her pillowy lips with Echo’s in a passionate but short kiss since Estelle wouldn’t stop there.

Taking her time Estelle would slowly trail down Echo’s body planting small kisses all over her. First her chin, then her neck. There Estelle’s hands joined her effort of making the experience as pleasant as possible for the Greek one, her silky touch caressing the outline of her body while she kept going, giving some love and attention to the woman’s chest, then her bellybutton, then her underbelly and finally reaching the most private region.

Estelle gave Echo’s crotch a kiss through the fabric of her bikini to test her mood. A damp feeling against her lips showed the Swiss just what she needed to know: Echo was ready. With nimble finger she undid the knots on the woman’s bikini and moved it aside to have a proper look at her womanhood, then leaned in, her mouth and nose rubbing against Echo’s nether lips, caressing them with soft touch, her tongue slowly asking permission to go inside the woman, brushing against her inner folds, breathing inside of her, looking to make any contact as pleasant as possible. Estelle devoted herself to her work to do just what she told Echo: give her a first time for the memory.

Echo had to admit, she had gotten very lucky. While curious about exploring hentai matches, having had zero experience or training in them, she had been terrified about the thought of facing some cruel or mean person in one, who would do god knows what to the rookie teenager.

Instead, she got this incredibly kind and understanding woman, who seemed to realize just how overwhelming this whole thing was for Echo, and when she submitted, actually accepted it and made a point to comfort her.

Now, this woman was kissing her way down Echo's body, getting coos out of the greek teen, pausing before removing her bikini bottoms, revealing her perfectly bare pink snatch, and even then pausing, as if asking permission to continue, to which Echo simply nodded and said breathlessly.

"Yes...do it, please..."

and then the tongue entered her, getting a loud gasp out of the girl, her body stiffening up and a loud moan leaving her mouth as she received her very first bit of lesbian contact. "Ohhh...oh wow..." she breathed out, shivering in pleasure as the swiss woman continued!

At that point in her career Estelle was getting used to getting pitted against more inexperienced in hentai women. The Swiss knew that in the hentai division she was far from the upper card and she was okay with that since she never considered herself a competitive one. Estelle had come to the AFW to enjoy herself and her body with as many rivals as she could, and it looked like the AFW management had seen some potential in that mindset and got the Swiss in some kind of “hentai mentor” for rookies, easing some eager but not so skilled wrestlers into the lewd contest world. That made Estelle happy. If that was going to be her legacy, so be it.

And that night she was proving it again. Echo had proven to be eager to experience what a hentai match could give her, but unable to pose a proper threat to her rival, so in the hands of any other wrestler she would have been a piece of cake to be taken, but not for Estelle. The Swiss could only think about how cute it was when the Greek invited her to keep going, and how she gasped in excitement when she was getting what was her first experience with a woman. That night, Estelle lived to make that woman feel good, and that was exactly what she was going to do. That was why she devoted herself to her oral work. Wrapping her arms around Echo’s legs to use them as leverage, the Swiss dig even deeper inside Echo’s womanhood, stirring the woman’s inner folds with her tongue while nudging her tongue against the pinkette’s clit, paying attention to any reaction coming from her rival so she could elicit as much pleasure as was possible from every small movement she would make. Echo couldn’t be so far from the peak of pleasure, and Estelle wanted the Greek to remember that night for some time.

"Ohhh...oh fuck...Ohh Estelle!"

Young Echo, in just her bikini top, writhed in the oil under her, raising her hips automatically, practically jumping the older womans face, completely lost in the sheer pleasure of her first lesbian experience, the older womans tongue sending shocks of pleasure through her fit young body as her orgasm built.

Finally, after several more licks, the teenaged rookie gasped, her body starting to convulse. "Ohhh...I'm...I'm going...I can't...I'm cumming!"

With a scream, the dominated Echos orgasm hit, cumming onto Estelle's lovely face!

Estelle’s work on Echo’s womanhood took most of the Swiss’ focus, but the brunette still had some time to notice the pinkette’s reactions to each of her moves. The Greek rookie started writhing, but not in a way intended for her to escape, but to further increase the intensity of each of Estelle’s lashes of her tongue by reducing the gap separating them to a minimum. Estelle wasn’t oblivious to all of Echo’s signals and she was using them to dedicate all her might to make that woman’s first experience one to remember with each lash against her inner fold, with each nudge to her clit with the tip of her nose.

In the end, it wasn’t a matter of wether Echo was cumming but a matter of when was the woman going to fall prey to climax, and when the pinkette’s sex started throbbing and the woman announced her inminent orgasm Estelle knew that was her cue. She dove even harder against that woman’s inner folds and clit, licking, slurping against that woman’s sex to make her orgasm even more intense. Only some seconds later a high pitched scream was heard and Estelle received a gush of juices in her face. The Swiss decided to leave things there and not go for a round of overstimulation since it was that woman’s first hentai match and there was no reason to do that since the win was already hers.

Estelle cleaned her face and licked her fingers, then crawled upwards so she would meet face to face with Echo, then she softly kissed her on the lips, sharing a final intimate moment. When the French kiss ended, Estelle looked at her rival with a warm smile. “I hope you liked your first match. Train hard with some good friends and find me when you are more used to the hentai scenario. I would love having a rematch when you bloom into your full potential.” With this, Estelle got up, bowed several times at the crowd to celebrate her victory and elegantly walked backstage. Once she was in the locker’s room she tossed her bikini aside and stepped inside one of the showers, opening the tap so a hot stream of water greeted her muscles and helped her relax as she sighed in satisfaction.

Echo lay on the mat for a good couple of minutes after her orgasm, hearing the victorious Estelle's final words before she left. Once the young rookie got her bearings, she slid her oiled up, young, bikini clad body out of the ring and, blushing, waved to the crowd, apologizing for the short match as she made her way to the back, both embarrassed...and yet rather thrilled...about what just transpired.

Estelle Arnault wins via Orgasm


*Backstage*

Echo made her way to the public locker room and shower room, avoiding the perverted looks of other wrestlers and staff until the 18 year old arrived at her destination, eager to clean the oil off of herself.

Only hearing one shower going, she quickly figured who the lone occupant would be...and, to her surprise, driven by a new, unexpected, desire, she went over to the shower, knocking on the wall near the closed curtain.

"Um...excuse me, M-Miss Estelle? It's Echo. Um...could uh...could I join you?"

Oil matches were always an exciting thing. Making everything oily made it harder on the wrestlers to maintain contact and everything became more straining on the body but always in a positive way. There was also the fact that having the own body glistening with oil and rubbing with someone as slippery as oneself was both exciting and arousing for body and mind, the feeling of each grace, each caress becoming more intense to the point everything was even more captivating and entrancing than regular.

But when everything was done it was an absolute bother to clean. Estelle found herself in the shower, resting below the falling warm water and letting her muscles soothe in the calming sensation while allowing her body to get rid of all that oil still stuck to her body. The Swiss was so lost in thought that the knocking against the wall startled her to the point she almost yelped in surprise. An obvious shadow was at the other side of the curtain and then the sound of Echo’s voice reached her. She looked a little flustered and was as polite as ever.

Moving aside the curtain Estelle was welcomed by the sight of Echo’s figure. She was as cute as ever, but after everything they had endured in the match the Greek woman looked sweaty and oily, her white bikini completely soaked in more fluids and her hair a mess. She really needed some time to soothe herself as well, and the Swiss wasn’t going to tell her no. “Oh dear, just look at you. Come here.” Estelle grabbed Echo by the wrist and dragged her below the flowing water before getting the curtain back on place. For some seconds she remained like that, her naked body overflowing with water while the last remainings of oil still washed away from her. What could be bothering Echo to reach her like that? With a soft voice and even silkier touch Estelle started easing the woman’s shoulders with a simple massage. “There there. Relax a little and tell me what brought you here.”