James Wright vs. Primrose Palmer

James was released. When his feet initially hit the ground, he stumbled a bit, like a baby deer when it first hits the ground. He was lucky that his awkward steps took him away from the MILF as opposed to bringing him closer to her, as he really didn't want to be picked up and squeezed again. The biggest reason for that was the fact that he was barely breathing now, even after he was released from the bear hug, since he had been pressed between Primrose's curvaceous body and her strong arms. He sucked in as much breath as he could, trying to launch a clever comeback at his opponent, but the most that he could summon up from the bowels of his lungs was a quick grunt.

James shook his head. He had to get back in this. Primrose was there, crouched in her wrestling stance, waiting for him to come at her. The aerial ace took a deep breath, and thought about all the options that he had in front of him. If he went for something big, he felt like the ache in his body would slow him down, and lead him away from what he really wanted to do.

So James went back to his bread and butter. He took a step forward, and threw two quick jabs his opponent. The aerial ace wanted to test the guard of his opponent, see what she could really do. And when he felt like the timing was right, he would send a lancing kick towards his opponent's side. While strikes were definitely not the best part of his game, they were very far from the worst. And that would help him build up some rhythm to help himself out later on.

For Primrose, seeing how James stumbled back as he was released from her sweet but painful bearhug was some sight to behold. The woman looked with a playful smirk at the result of her work. It was true that the All-Mother was unsure of her skills at first and she surely isn’t one to fall into quick assumptions, but after this first taste of the match her confidence was reassured, and she had the certainty that if she could get the fight to the strength and squeezing terrain she would have the upper hand.

Of course James had something to say about all that. After all, the match was still very young and the man hadn’t shown his cards yet. Primrose needed to be careful when dealing with him as she wasn’t sure of what he was capable of, and maybe he was going to keep her best hand a secret until the correct moment, because what came at the All-Mother were a couple of jabs. The blonde didn’t manage to raise her guard in time and the first one got her on the side. “Oooof!” The All-Mother exclaimed while staggered, but only for an instant. Air escaped her lungs and a small trace of spit got out of her mouth.

Primrose knew that being hit wouldn’t benefit her at all so she reacted quickly and dodged to one side so the second jab would only glance her. Getting a hold on her balance after being hit, she prepared for some retaliation. “Hitting a lady like that? You are a bad boy…” Teasing James to distract him, Primrose would show what she was made of with two knife edge chops aimed at the man’s chest. The All-Mother wanted to teach him a lesson in manners and show that when dealing with raw strength she had the edge.

James felt the first blow hit home, and felt an intense and sudden pleasure. Primrose had been dominating him so far, and he was well aware of that. But he had gotten one in his column, and it felt good. The All-Mother was able to get out of the way of the second one, but he did manage to score a glancing blow. The smile on his face made it plain to see how he was feeling. James did not enjoy inflicting pain upon others, but he did have a few things going in his favor. When she spoke, James listened. That was probably his first problem. But the slick talking James just had to get one back on her, so he dropped his hands to his sides as he spoke.

"Where do you think we are?" James asked. The answer, in his particular case, very quickly proved to be the ground. The first thunderous knife edge chop rattled his ribs to their very core, but the second knife edge chop was worse. James flew backwards and down, falling to the earth. He cried out in pain as he bounced once before coming to a halt a few feet away from his larger opponent.

He did his best to scramble upwards. The bearhug had taken something from him, which was evident in the speed at which he was getting up. All he could hope for was the chance to find his feet before his opponent was beset upon him. He had an arm up just to make sure that he wasn't being caught totally flat footed when Primrose caught up to him. It wasn't much, but it was everything that she had.

Primrose was starting to find her center in that match. Yes, the woman was all nervous since that was her debut and someone like her had to step up and show she was able to make a stand, but her feelings since the match started drifted towards confidence. Even if she got hit a couple of times, the All-Mother was getting more and more confident as she realized that in terms of raw strength she had some superiority over James, she just had to make sure to make a good use of that.

And there she was again, taking advantage of that superiority of hers. Even if James was showing some resolve and skill, when subjected to Primrose’s chops the man could do nothing but go flat on his butt. The All-Mother wanted to ascertain domination from the very first moment, slowly draining her rival, and that was definitely a golden opportunity since it looked like James was having some trouble, making sluggish moves instead of quickly getting up.

From the mat, James was raising his arm in a motion that was almost a freebie to Primrose, so how lose that chance? Getting quick on her movements, the All-Mother got a hold on her rival’s arm and crossed her body across him to properly execute an armbar submission. She chose that movement because of how easy James made it on her and because of another, more sultry reason: while working on her rival’s arm, it would slightly rub against Primrose’s crotch, probably unsettling the man.

James thought that the extended arm would go a long way in staving off any attacks that came his way. Two hard chops had sent him down here, and that was something that he really did not want to have happen again. Already on the ground, he imagined that any following blows like the one that she had just dealt with would render him totally immobile. When Primrose grabbed his arm, James thought for a fleeting second that she was trying to help him up. It might not have been the wildest of fantasies, given the friendly banter and obvious sexual tension between them. But the All-Mother quickly disabused him of that when she latched onto his arm.

James cried out in pain as his arm was stretched to the limit. His teeth were gritted, and he tried to look away as if that would stave off some of the pain. Unfortunately, that was not the case. And to make matters worse, she was lightly humping him. He hate that he knew that was meant to humiliate him, and he could do absolutely nothing about it. The aerial ace then felt worse because he found himself turned on by the move. Armbars usually meant that the victim's arm was really close to the attacker's breast, and he wondered if he was willing to risk it to get a touch of Primrose's delightful breast.

But another pull brought him back to life. The pain in his arm was becoming unbearable. A quick glance over to the ropes revealed that it was too far away, and even if it was close he would have a hard time lugging his larger opponent over there. When he looked back at his opponent, he tried to ignore her large and beautiful breasts, and think of a way to get out of this situation. He extended his thumb out and tried to get it to the mat. If he could, he was halfway to a hitchhiker escape, which he could complete with a turn of his body. Inwardly, he was thanking his sister for making him go to all those MMA classes.

Primrose was just having a good time ascertaining her strength superiority. Not only she had managed to trap her rival in a powerful bearhug in the past, but after only a couple of chops she sent James to the mat, and in there the man showed how open and defenseless he could be while on the floor. Lifting his arm as he did only gave the All-Mother an absolute freebie she wasn’t willing to waste, so the blonde quickly set an armbar going, but the movement was only half of it because Primrose was also humping her rival’s arm in a motion that rubbed it against her crotch. When she surprised herself heavily sighing in eagerness, the All-Mother had to make an effort to compose herself, but she also noticed that the move was getting the expected results as James looked flustered and with a hint of arousal as well.

But something suddenly activated in the man, as if he had a safeswitch that activated when the man was between the sword and the wall and boosted his defenses. When in the bearhug James had shown he could be very resilient even when trapped at Primrose’s mercy, and now he was showing that not even in his state he would give. Instead, the man also surprised her with very technical knowledge on how to escape, and the skill to actually manage a hitchhiker escape! Surprised by this sudden display, Primrose had no other choice than to set James free, trying to roll over to break some distance in between them, but her situation was a little bit precarious as she felt open to an attack if her rival managed to recover quickly.

James was free. There were certainly worse places to be other than below Primrose's legs, but not if that meant that James was having his arm nearly pulled out of socket. James rolled away to find that his opponent was vulnerable. As much as he wanted to recover and let his arm hang loose a bit as he prepared for the next round of action, he knew that wasn't an option. With the larger Primrose still on the ground, his window of opportunity was closing and closing incredibly quickly. He took a step forward, and then another. He was going to plunge himself through the opening that he had created for himself with his escape.

He tore across the ring, stealing ground with every footfall over his opponent. Once he thought he was close enough, he jumped up into the air and spread his arms and legs wide. A full body splash would be enough to keep her on the ground. The All-Mother looked like she could go through a lot, but he would do his damnedest to keep this up, at least. And if all else failed he would hopefully be on top of a beautiful woman.

Even if Primrose had managed to make really clear that in terms of raw strength she had the edge, her rival had proven to be a really resilient and strong-willed man. Not only had he managed to survive her bearhug and come out strong and willing to fight back, now after what it looked like a nasty armbar submission that could easily have been the end for him and the match, the man showed how resourceful he could be in the face of danger, achieving a smart escape to a dire situation and leaving the All-Mother open to some counter attack.

Having a bigger body also had its downsides, and the main one was that Primrose was way slower in her reactions and movements than her rival, and it showed while the woman made her best to break some distance with James rolling away but the man managed to get close to her once more in no time. That wasn’t good at all since the blonde was completely at his mercy. And he had some plan, or at least something in mind for her. As the purple-haired man took flight for a full body splash Primrose knew that one was going to hurt. With a deaf thud the man impacted on top of the All-Mother’s body. Primrose coughed and complained in pain as she tried her best to regain her breath, but with James on top of her pressing her generous rack it was difficult.

James was living it up. It was fun to lie on top of a voluptuous opponent, and James sincerely hoped that it wouldn't be in only these circumstances that he would be allowed to be on Primrose. That was the first real benefit, a fact that made him smile. Primrose's breasts rose up to greet him, and James was marveling in the softness of it. But more importantly he was on top, and in a prime position to seize his opportunity to take the fight to his opponent.

From there, he would attempt to see if the splash would keep his opponent down for long enough for him to go through his next move. He would be depriving himself of the beautiful body of Primrose's, but it was some solace to him that it was just going to be a few moments. For a second, his purple eyes peered towards the ropes wondering if the space was close enough for him to do what he wanted to.

And then, without a second thought, he plunged forward anyways. Maybe she was too far away, but James was going to risk it. The aerial ace tore at the ropes, and jumped up to the top rope, and flew at his opponent. He was going for a splash, but this one was coming off the top rope, and as such would have that much more impact.

Having James land on top of Primrose was a distressing experience for the blonde. Of course the All-Mother was one to enjoy having a gorgeous looking man on top of her, but that wasn’t the way she would like to have the purple haired man land on top of her and nor the place… well, maybe she could experiment on the place thing. Despite all those thoughts, James’ splash was hard on poor Primrose as she cried in pain from the impact.

What really disappointed the All-Mother was that James wasn’t willing to remain there, body against body until her pain would subside and more pleasant feelings could arise. That was a pity because the blonde was sure she could have wrapped her body around James if she had been given the chance, squeezing him while still rubbing against each other and scratching that growing itch Primrose was feeling.

Instead of that pleasant road, James was willing to fight. When Primrose noticed him disappearing from her vision she knew something bad was on, but when she saw him with the corner of her eye going at the top rope she knew she had to prevent from being hit by that. “Oh no you don’t.” Luckily for the All-Mother it was still a little bit early for that kind of move since Primrose wasn’t stunned yet. Rolling over, she hoped to cover enough distance to move out of James’ way so the man would fall flat on the mat.