Shin Utaka VS Bryan Daniels: Bear Necessities

Shin couldn’t stop the heated gasp as her crotch was dropped onto the top ropes. For most male wrestlers, such a move that Bry was using would have left them in absolute agony. For Shin, that was partially true as she definitely felt pain from the sudden drop and being forced to ride the ropes. But she also felt other, much more embarrassing sensations.

Sensations that only got worse as Bry vigorously bounced the ropes up and down. Forcing Shin to bounce along with them or be forced to feel the rope colliding with her crotch. It got to a point that the bear was simply holding on for as long as possible. Biting her lips to silence any humiliating noises that threatened to expose herself.

Then Bry spanked her.

“IYAHHNNN!!!” she screamed as her body shot straight up! Her ass stinging and her crotch battered. Shin could feel her body reaching a very embarrassing moment. A moment she didn’t know she could stop if she continued to be forced to ride the rope as she was. However, if her opponent were to stop. Then the bear would roll to the side and flop inside of the ring. Her dark attire being the only thing hiding the dampness between her legs.

It appears that The Bryan Daniels has continued his stylish tradition of giving the people exactly what they want. Be it his continued and acclaimed stint as an underwear model, the opportunity to behold his flawless pecs in live action as the grappling sensation he is, or the chance to witness the once stoic Bear-Woman ride these ropes like a rodeo cowgirl on a buckin' bronco. The tightened and taut tether wedged right between her thighs throughout all of Bryan's jostled reverberations of the rope that had Shin bouncing to his rhythm and playing to his tune. B-RY following the ref's request to unhook her the best way he knew how...or more arguably the most embarrassing way he knew how.

Bryan casually strolling onward after tanning that ass with a rump jiggling swat as Shin unhooked herself to flounder behind him, instead concentrating his vanity driven attention on the camera at ringside and aired concerns that the cameraman was making sure to capture his good side. Upon approaching the fallen Bear-Woman, he opted to make a show of how much he'd tamed his ferocious foe by making sure she'd get a facial grinding against his shredded abdominals throughout the hair tugging upheaval. The time on her feet wouldn't last long however, as he'd than attempt to haul her up and over into a piledriver position...an exceptionally stalled one though, as that dampness between her thighs was about to get some luvin lip-service from the B-RY Guy~...

The time atop the rope seemed to go on for ages, with each bounce from the ginger reverberating from her crotch all the way up her spine. In reality though, it only lasted a few moments as the referee finally entered the fray to do their job. Ordering the fashion disaster to release the bear and to step away from the ropes. An order that Bry followed with his own cocky spin on it.

With the jostling finally finished and a slap on her ass to remember him by. Shin would eventually roll off of the rope and flop onto the canvas in a heap. Pressing her cheek against the canvas, the bear panted as she tried to recover from whatever the hell that was. Unfortunately, her opponent wouldn’t give her the chance as he would take her by the hair and slowly drag her up to her feet. Making sure to drag her face along his body as he did so. She wouldn’t even have a chance to stumble before she was then twirled upside down, her face inches away from his crotch.

And his face inches away from hers.

Oddsmakers around the world were assuredly scratching their craniums at how their predictions went so emphatically sideways. The musclebound Bear-Woman assuredly assumed to rip the pretentious fashionista to shreds, was instead becoming the one undone and toyed with via spanking and having her become familiar with the chiseled definition upon his sweet abdominals. The exact reasoning as to this turn of events was as plain to see as the twinkled glistening upon the pearly whites of B-RY's debonair smile, as no one can deny the model wrestler's swarthy charm and equally alluring wrestling skills for long~...

...although Bryan would have much rather preferred if hefting Shin around didn't take so much irksome effort, even for his smokin hot bod.

"..*phew*...Somethin to look forward to on date night~..." Bryan huffing from the exertion of the hauling twirl, but finding himself right where he and nigh every other red-blooded male in the audience wanted to be. With his head betwixt the thick thighs of the Bear-Woman who, from what he had his sights set on, was evidently yearning for more of what only the B-RY can offer. The smooth talker bringing his smooching mastery to her soaked muff with a hummed undertone, his handsome mushed against her sweet spot in this trapped positioning that coincidentally had her face affectionately nuzzled up against the model athletes’ prodigious package as well.

Ever since she got spritzed by that cheap cologne, this runway wannabe has been in complete control. If it were simply painful submission holds, shin could work with that. Heck it would even help her focus, possibly even more than the want to cave this gingers face in. But it wasn’t just constant stretches or pain filled holds. Shin’s opponent was doing everything in his power to make the Bears own body turn against her.

Little things that brought small doses of pleasure that were just distracting enough to keep the bear from retaking the advantage. Or stopping him from getting bolder, like forcing Shin to give the top ropes a little ride. After that move, Shin couldn’t do anything as her opponent slowly lifted her up before flipping her around.

Which is what lead to this moment exactly. Her face pressing against his covered package, while his was the same with her snatch. Only while Shin groaned at the embarrassment of it all, her opponent was enjoying his time between her legs. And he made sure to let his appreciation show! Shin’s entire body stiffened as she felt his kiss against her most sensitive from place, a low guttural moan soon following. But shin wasn’t done yet, she would start to try and kick her legs about and unbalance her opponent.

She only hoped she did it before she reached the ever approaching edge.

Bryan didn't need to be a fan of decades old cartoon characters to know that even the most meddlesome of ursine's could be easily tamed provided you're supplied with ample honey to satisfy their bestial urges. And nobody had a sweeter honey trap than the flawlessly gorgeous model athlete himself. B-RY simultaneously bringing the pain while tacking on interspersed affection with dabs of grappling brilliance here or there. Why he'd even compliment Shin in having rode that top rope like a downright champ if his talented mouth was currently preoccupied at the moment. The shame of having been defeated by the vainglorious and narcissistic male model may actually come a close second to the exact manner with which Shin could end up taking the loss tonight.

One of the few benefits to her current predicament was that Bryan was incapable of imparting anymore of his witty banter, but that was because her presented flower was being tended to by someone whose known for leaving the ladies quaking in their boots from his lipwork down there. A prideful boast that Shin certainly couldn't deny given how soggied her nethers were becoming, with the protruding girth in his own trousers nudged against her facials proof that she wasn't alone in having a good time here. The only tangible downside was that Shin was such an ungodly heavy beast of a woman, whose sudden fidgeting took Bryan by surprise as he cumbersomely lost his balance with his own guttural grown and widened eyes before being slammed back down to the canvas in a stunned stupor beneath the Bear-Woman's muscled mass and slickened muff against his precious facials.

Shin was struggling to figure out the order of events that led her to this position she was in now. She could feel the blood rushing to her head the longer she was held there. She could only imagine what was going to happen when the fashion disaster eventually drops her. So the bear did her best to prepare for it. Tensing her body but mostly her head and neck for whenever Bry saw fit to finally drop her. If she was lucky, then she could surprise him with a sudden reversal from whatever move he did next.

But that’s not what happened.

Instead, Shin would gasp against the ginger’s tight shorts as she suddenly felt his lips latch onto her sex. Still sensitive from her ride on the ropes, the bear couldn’t help herself from moaning against his bulge as he began to go to town on her lower lips. Lips working in such a way that had Shin’s toes curling inside of her boots in mere seconds. But the action had another affect. Shin’s legs would suddenly begin to kick about as the sensations overwhelmed her. A motion that her opponent seemingly had not expected. As suddenly, Shin felt her body rotating. And suddenly she was popped up onto her knees. Hands pressing against Bry’s chest as she panted. And though she has yet to realize it, she was currently sitting on his face.

The bear-woman's spellbound enthrallment should come as no surprise to any of B-RY's past lady conquests, all of whom being keenly aware of his linguistical talents in the bedroom. Imagine how over the moon Shin would be feeling right now if this were all happening underneath the bed sheets within his swanky high-rise apartment and him not saddled with balancing the ursine grappler's muscled bulk upside down. Don't get him wrong though. The Bryan Daniels was the pinnacle of physically fit perfection, straight up yoked even. But even he had his limitations when it came to splitting his concentration between revving up Shins engines, her own yearning facials molded against his package, and her massive legs rocking the boat until eventually the ship capsized.

Whatever air the model athlete had left inside his lungs was slammed out of him as apparently the ride on bear mountain came to a squashed finale. Bryan spasming on impact but remaining spread-eagled afterward beneath the sweat slickenened mass of relentless muscles until his huffing and puffing was stifled by Shin's own perfectly sculpted backside. Jiggling warmth mushed down upon him and practically muting him to the world around as he moaned and squirmed beneath her. Shin herself perhaps unaware of what was going down, but the hollering audience were keenly aware and applauded the audacity of her throne of a pin attempt. One that was counted up to the "TWO" count before a reflexive twitch of his shoulder off the canvas ended it just in time.

With the blood having rushed to her head and her body tingling at every touch, especially her crotch. It was understandable that Shin had yet to fully grasp the sudden position she was in. Her hands planted on Bry’s impressively sculpted chest while she panted. Unintentionally sealing the pin she didn’t even realize she had started. That is, until she heard the referee slap the mat for ”ONE!”. It was then that her mind cleared enough for her to remember what just happened. Was it possible? Could she manage to steal the win because Bry got too cocky for his own good?

Unfortunately. No.

Just as the third count was about to drop, Bry would heave Shin off of his face. Managing to get the shoulder up just in the Nick of time! Shin meanwhile would roll away before rolling back onto her hands and knees. She had to chew her lip from keeping an embarrassing sound from leaking out as she felt her leotard ride up her ass and crotch. Unintentionally giving the audience behind her a perfect view of her ass. Something that caused a large pop. But the bear quickly ignored them and would stumble to her feet before trying to pull Bry up alongside her.

Bryan expected little to no sympathy from the assuredly frazzled Bear-Woman by now, but he figured there could at least be some scant empathy shared between them as he too was suffering some bewilderment aided by an excess of blood rushing to certain parts of his body. The main difference between them being that her blood rushed to her head from being upside down, and his was concentrated decidedly...South of the border. An obvious and natural result from having Shins facials buried against his bulge and time spent making her own womanhood quiver from his masterful expertise down there. Or perhaps up there given their odd positioning at the time. Regardless, the ending nowhere was near what Bryan envisioned, but still not the worst possible outcome given where he wound up.

A total banishment of any semblance of light and mounds of fulsome mass were all B-RY could attest to acknowledging from beneath Shin's muscled backside overtaking his features beneath a seal of sweaty flesh as he laid splayed out. Luckily for him the referee was smacking the canvas somewhat close to his head and jostled some sense back into him, which as a result had Bryan jostling the giantess off of him. A winter's caress of cool air swathed over his face aided him in waking up as he breathed it all in before being escorted upward under wobbled legs at first...accidentally leading to B-RY floundering while hunched over and face first into Shin's dampened nethers. Huskied breathing and hummed lip-service offered to her thonged crotch in the uncoordinated attempt from Shin bringing him up to her level.