John Carnaby vs Nora Novak - Play Fighting

John wasn't really the sort to sit and take stuff in the ring if he could at all help it, as much as most folks would love to be trapped between the killer thighs of Nora the artist wasn't quite keen in his own right. He knew that to stand up you needed your legs hence why John attacked those sensitive knees as hard as he could, to force the Queen to either transfer into another hold or try and break off from him. As much as John would admire the female form he knew that he had to try and keep a more focused look, even if the entire place they were fighting in screamed to just let more fun minded ideas take hold he was more intent on seeing if this purple haired princess would be alright getting bent around every which way. As it turned out it seemed Nora was more intent on keeping her distance once John sought to make her numb in the knees at the sight of his dazzling magnificence~ 

He grunted lightly as Nora used her stocking clad leg to shunt him away, but John kept a smirk on his face the entire time to show his outward confidence. Well it seemed this tall milkshake of a girl was a keen grappler just like he was, John was able to gleam that outta Nora at any rate. That combined with her obvious flaunting of the goods and it didn't take a genius to figure out what her gameplan might be, he'd have to try and watch out for that however pleasurable it might be~

So John reasoned the best way to go forth on this was to get moving, he wasted no time as he scrambled back up and tried to make a beeline right for Nora. Drawing on his wrestling background John sought to move forward and close in to try and deliver some knifehand chops to Nora's exposed chest area, in an attempt to see how good Nora could handle getting whipped there and if she might back away from some hard stings!

Giving up on her scissor hold as quickly as she had wasn’t all that discouraging to Nora. She felt she’d made the most of what little time she had had it applied, and releasing it once John had started his elbow strikes had no doubt been the wise choice. The blows she received stung like hell for now, but it wouldn’t take long to get over it. If she had stubbornly tried to keep the hold on and let him continue that assault, she might be having to fight through a bad limp for the rest of the match.

Despite the sting in her leg, she returned the grin John’s way. If the way the match had developed so far was any sort of indication, Nora felt quite certain she was going to enjoy this. Putting her hands back up, she readies herself for their next clash. John made the first move and came in toward her, and Nora made the mistake of thinking he was going to try locking up with her again. She began lunging out to lock her arms with his, only for John’s hand to slip right by them and chop against her chest with a loud smack that rang out all through the room!

A pained gasp burst from Nora’s lips as she stumbled back. Meanwhile John pressed the advantage, coming at her with another chop. Still recovering from the first, Nora’s only “defense” against this one was that she had instinctively put a hand over the spot the first strike had landed, so the second chop also landed with forceful impact, though part of it struck Nora’s hand and wrist rather than her large chest. She hissed at the pain and backed up again, but now she was alert to his attacks. If he tried one more chop like that, Nora would be ready to duck under it before reaching back up to get her hands on his shoulders, before placing a foot against his gut and then rolling backward to throw him over with a monkey flip!

Now John was curious here, Nora seemed like she walked the walk with that earlier grapple. But how was the standup game? The scribe wasn't known for just letting the fight be all on one part like the ground always at any rate, sure he'd roll on the mat but Nora in his mind might just be expecting him to let her walk all over on him given that she walked right out of a boudoir photoshoot. Truth be told that was tempting, perhaps once John had put her through the ringer they could sit back and have a nice martini on him~

Regardless however it was time to see if Nora could actually handle getting tagged and stung, as it turned out her reaction at first was mostly what John had hoped for. She gasped out like John had just sassed her right to her face and staggered back from the shock of it, which prompted John to double down on his gameplan and just harass Nora. Perhaps into the corner or somewhere he could try and limit her movement options and space to work with, that judo toss needed room after all. Still John could often suffer a bit from tunnel vision and when his offence had worked John resolved to double down and hammer the point home so to speak.

Which allowed the grappler Nora to eventually get a read on the artist, managing to get hold of John's arms and put one of her delightful stocking clad feet on his gut and send him for a loop with a well placed monkey flip! John let out a loud "Agh!" as he sent for a hard tumble to the mat, he was so caught up in what he was doing that he was stunned for the time being as he lay there with his eyes rapidly blinking with the oh so sensual light in the room totally not helping his case!

Successfully throwing John over like that had been more than a little relief. It gave Nora a chance to stop the man’s momentum before it could turn problematic for her, and it also put a stop to those stinging strikes assaulting her beautiful chest. Even luckier, John’s slow recovery suggested he’d taken a pretty rough landing on the fall. That gave Nora a perfect opportunity…

Crawling over to John, her face came to hover over his while she smiled down sweetly at him. But then she pushed her hands down on his arms to hold them in place and dropped her soft, pillowy breasts right down onto John’s handsome face! “That wasn’t nice to hurt them like that. I think you should kiss them to make it all better~” she teased with a giggle while she attempted to drain the life and breath out of him with this breast smother.

John was on his back here, it wasn't the first time he'd been tossed around. His world was a bit topsy-turvy right now, regardless the artist still had plenty in him and once he took a moment to compose himself he'd be right back at it and be all set to re-take the fight towards this busty and tall opponent of his. Still those lights above were quite trippy, the mood lighting and the plush ring mat honestly made a tiny part of the artist's mind want to lay down there for a brief pause~

Then suddenly he was dragged out of this mental hesitation by Nora approaching him, like a shark encircling its prey her head met his and John promptly blinked out of his state of affairs. The sensual air and aura she had was mentally overpowering here, hence why she got away so easily with getting his arms down and managing to use those lethal weapons that were her masterfully crafted pair of breasts! Those girls damn near created a practically powerful seal around John's head, even so the artist could hear Nora's words and it rather irked him. Perhaps after this was all said and done he might just do that, as it stood however he had more pressing issues. 

Said pressing issues literally weighing down on his head, they were super soft and sure enough the artist wasn't able to resist moaning right into them. He kicked the mat in frustration, John had to do something and do it fast as he was losing air each second those funbags were rubbing right into his face. Resolving on trying to get himself moving first John tried to buck his lower body upwards as best he could while trying to shuffle straight with his legs, Nora was tall and weighed a fair bit though John didn't skip leg day, closer he could get to the ring edge the better because holy heck those hot breasts were a valley a plenty!

The handsome man being held down under her breasts may not have kissed them as she had suggested, but his reluctant moans and frantic struggles did feel quite good against her soft skin. Nora purred delightfully while fighting to keep John’s face trapped as firmly in her breasts. But of course, he wasn’t making it easy.

Each thrashing movement of his body forced his body a little bit closer to the ropes. Nora had enough leverage to keep his upper body pinned down, but his legs were another story. They were too far away to control, and they had enough strength in them to put up a real fight. The smother queen had to shift with him every time he moved in order to maintain her smother. Soon, however, John’s resilience finally paid off, bringing him to the ropes. There probably wouldn’t have been any penalty for Nora if she had ignored this and maintained her smother, even though she knew a submission here would not be binding. But she elected to respect the rope break, dragging her soft breasts over John’s face before pulling them away from him entirely and allowing him to breathe. She stood, backing away a few steps to give him some space.

John was wanting one thing, namely to get Nora's massive breasts off his face. Although a very close second thought was niggling in the back of his head, which was admiration of just how perfect that bosom was. The artist would have his eyes closed as he felt Nova finally relent and slip away from him there, even if she did so by dragging her pillow like funbags across his face there as if to try and rub it in the literal sense but sure enough the tall lady relented and slithered off like the sensual python that she was.

The artist didn't make to get up right away there, he took his breath and sort of lounged there. Just to make sure that he wasn't going to be falling for her mind games, still he gleamed something. Namely that Nora knew her craft and liked to mix pleasure with pain. John smirked and made to rise back up there and got settled into his classical wrestler stance as if he were getting ready to grapple once again..........

Only to then decide to quickly slide out the ring and stomped his way over to the corner of pillows and grabbed the nearest one, a small square one and made to toss it at Nora wherever she might have been after he made his way to the corner. "C'mon Nora! You eyed these don't lie!" John shouted with a chuckle as he decided to simply just go a bit silly here to show that he too could be a bit crafty~