'Radical' Edward Sealgair vs. Saif - To Be Young

Valley jumped back as the blow cracked Edward in the face, nailing him with a sharp blow on the brow. It wasn’t the surprise that had her surprised, but the sheer alacrity of the blow, whipping out of nowhere, swift and brutal.

He was down in a flash and Saif moved after him, not giving him any room to breath. She brought her leg back and swung it forward towards the space between his legs, looking for all the world like she was going to kick a field goal with his most prized organ as the ball, a merciless kick to his testicles…

Or it would have been, if she had wanted it to be. Instead, she stopped her foot right before the impact, mere inches from the collision, and the top of her foot along his dick, stroking it with a soft, loving caress. Once up, once down, before her toes began to run along the sides, giving him a taste of the pleasure she could produce.

Saif kept her gaze locked on him the whole time, never leaving his face, making note of each and every movement he made.

Edward's shock was not misplaced, as very few people had seen such a rapid strike coming his way this early on into the match, a testament to the skill the former Kim really had. The real shock however, came next, as Ed landed on his pink and white speedo clad butt, a hand going up to his cheek, his eyes would widen in shock and front as Saif moved towards him, her foot raised in a soccer kick position, the blonde gasping as he, (and the gasping crowd) realized she was about to kick him right in the crotch!

On instinct, Edward closed his eyes and flinched, letting out an audible yelp as her foot lashed out towards him...and to his surprise, didn't kick him at all, instead gently placing her foot on his covered dick and beginning to rub and stroke it!

It took a few seconds for those in the crowd and ring to realize what was going on, the referee girl about to call for a DQ before she realized that there was no illegal kick, and Edward, so certain he was about to suffer immense pain, actually needing several seconds before his eyes opened and he realized what she was doing to him.

"W-Wha, what are you-oh...ohhhh..."

While Edward's brain was behind a few seconds, his body was reacting in the moment to Saif's foot, his cock stiffening under her tender ministrations, young Edward's confused expression as he opened his eyes soon turning into one of pleasure, his mouth dropping in a low moan, stuck in place for the moment as he could only react to the beautiful woman standing before him, enjoying the on rush of pleasure she was providing!

All it took was a foot. A touch. The lightest stroke. It was so simple, Saif wondered how women in Tension lost their matches at all.

Her ‘attack’ worked exactly as intended, catching the younger man off guard and leaving him at her mercy. She only had to move her ankle about and wiggle her toes here and there, the smallest of movements for the biggest of results. She flicked, he squirmed. She squeezed, he writhed. Young Edward, so virile and strong, at the peak of his life, and she could work him as easily as a puppet on a string.

The crowd was amused, whooping and catcalling to the ring. The referee was confused, looking between them, unsure what to say. Valley Doll, however, had neither problem.

”Hey, Ed!” She slapped the canvas, vying for attention as Saif threw a curious glance her way. ”Getting a little distracted! Head in the game, keep your head in the game!”

"Fuck...fuck..."

Edward commented, both in reaction to the pleasure he was feeling, and because Valley's words were correct, he was getting distracted by the beauty in front of him, and the foot on his crotch, something he had specifically been trying not to do.

Embarrassed with himself, and with his position, Edward grabbed Saif's bare foot, pulling it off of his stiff hard on, and kicking out hard at her other leg, trying to trip the older woman down so he could roll away and get back to his feet!

Saif sighed when saw the realization sweep across Edward’s face, his senses returning to him. His mentor managed to snap him out of his reverie. A pity, really - the end result would be the same, but now he would have to deal with more pain before they returned to his pleasure.

There was little she could do when her leg was grab, leaving her helpless as she was tripped up. She was going to fall, there was no stopping that, but she knew how to deal with the problem. The moment she fell, Saif threw her legs up, rolled off her shoulders, and came up to her feet in a single flourish, just in time to see Edward doing the same.

No doubt, he craved space. Room to breath. Recoup. He would have none of it.

She dashed forward, closing in on him with two long strides. Saif drew back her arm as she flew, then let loose the moment she was in range, setting his bare chest aflame with a knife-edge chop.

Curse people with long legs, that's what Edward thought. Much as he honestly adored long and slender legs like Saif's and Valleys, the advantage they gave such women over him in the ring was always irritating.

Case in point, the moment Edward was back on his bare feet and looking to get some room, Saif was already on him, those long legs letting her catch up nearly instantly, and with only a blur of motion as a warning, her arm lashed out and struck him in the chest with a powerful chop, the blonde boy yelping as it struck him right across his nipple!

Rather than fall back this time though, Edward had his head in the game again, had his focus back, not going to being thrown off by Saif's beauty or odd behavior. As a result, as soon as her chop connected, Edward stepped in towards her, swinging her own arm and aiming a chop of his own right towards her ample chest!

Saif had never favored going into a match with a complex plan, not now and certainly not when she had been Kim. She found it best to work with a loose gameplan and expand from there. Improvisation, to a certain extent.

It was enough to get her by most of the time, but there were times when it could turn on her. When she was, perhaps, too spontaneous, too eager. Perfection was a dream, never to be attained.

A solid example of that was right now, as her opponent reeled from the chop. It had been a stiff impact, a precise strike, and she was almost certain that she would be able to follow up right after. She moved in with open arms, intent on tossing him to the floor and continuing his domination.

It was not to be. He came at her with a chop of his own, one that was made even worse by her momentum. It sliced into her chest, forcing an unwanted hiss to escape her lips. She backpedaled, grasping her chest and dealing with the blow worse than Ed, legitimately winded, if only for a few fleeting seconds.

That chop only bought Edward a few seconds of spare time, but he used those few seconds to the best of his ability, quickly following after the retreating Saif.

"You're not the only one whose fast!"

He quipped, grabbing the beautiful woman by the shoulders and leaped upwards, wrapping his bare legs around her head and flipping backwards, trying to flip Saif onto her back with a hurricanrana, and giving her a face full of his hard bulge at the same time!

Edward was correct. Saif was not the only one who was fast.

The young man was nimble, expertly so, and he knew how to use that speed to his advantage. Moving up fast, wrapping her head up with his legs and pulling her up and over in a deft move. A rather slick move. Well executed. Flawless

It wouldn’t work.

Instead of letting herself be flung, Saif pushed off the moment before lift off, giving more power to the hurricanrana instead of resisting it. Enough so that, when he released her, she was able to flip forward and come down on her feet, landing behind him and nearly falling down to a crouch. It put her in rare position - a chance to strike him as he rose from the failed move, and she used that chance to bring her leg around as she turned, coming at him with a swift, snapping roundhouse kick.

Edward was proud of himself as he flipped, certain that he'd be taken Saif down head over heels...and then he could begin working her over sexually as she had to him, the thought making him smirk as he got back to his bare feet, turning to where Saif's body lay...

"OHSHIT!"

...and barely, just barely leaped backwards to avoid a hard kick from the lovely enigmatic woman, her bare toes coming a literal inch away from his face as her kicked passed in front of him, sending the younger fighter scrambling back in a panic.

"H-How did you..." He started, having only seen Valley flip out of a hurricanrana before, wondering just what other surprises she had in store, but stopped himself partway through his sentence. The how didn't matter, what mattered was he stayed out of range of those feet!