Showdown VI: Hentai Match: Valley Doll vs Chloe Mason

Two seconds.

That was, as near as Valley could tell, all the time she had to execute this moonsault. She had perfected her technique with the move to such a point where there was no wasted movement. She didn’t go too high, didn’t go too low. She made sure to tense her chest up at the right time, and knew how to come down in such a way that the impact’s energy was mostly transferred to her foe and she was spared a good chunk of the damage. It had taken her over a decade of leaping backwards to get it right, to a point where she understood the science of it all, but she had done it. No small feat.

So, as she flew through the air, she was in a different headspace than most women would’ve been in. She was in control of her body, aware of her motions, knew where she was coming down. She had it all committed to muscle memory, and that meant her brain was freed up to pay attention to other things. She could appreciate the roar of the crowd, see the referee’s position, even think a little on what her next move was going to be.

Oh, and she could tell what Chloe was doing to counter her. That was a small problem, there.

Chloe’s legs shot out, her feet pressed against the Slamazon’s shoulders, and she suddenly found herself with a good deal more momentum than she needed for her move. Far too much. She was going to overshoot, come down wrong, and be easy prey for her opponent. A bad situation in any match, way more for a match like this. But that didn’t mean she was out of options.

Instead of fighting the force, Valley tried to work with. She threw her legs up, putting more force into the roll, looking to make it a full turn. It was close, so close, but she was able to rotate enough to come down on her feet, deftly planting both soles on the mat with a wild acrobatic maneuver.

It was crazy, but it worked, and she didn’t take a moment to revel in her success. The second she made touchdown,Valley jumped up again and came down on Chloe’s chest with something simpler: A knee drop.

Two seconds.

Just enough time for Chloe, as far as she could tell, on the execution of a perfect moonsault. As much as people would say about her fighting style, Chloe has seen many wrestling matches in her time. And the moonsault was as famous as it can be in terms of pro wrestling. Such acrobatic maneuvers never fail to get the crowd excited and pumped. Sure, Chloe prefers using her legs for other things, but she still respected the craft, loathed as she was to accept that part of her life. And her time as commissioner meant that she had seen the movements. The leap, the tucking of the legs as they spin in the air, getting the right amount of height to deal damage. Not too high that there’s wasted movement, not too low that it dulls the impact.

Just perfect.

Although Chloe wasn’t quite there, her body moved instinctively once she saw the pink-clad opponent leap into the air. She knew how to counter a moonsault, bringing her legs up so that she could interrupt and give them a not-so-pleasant landing. Although Chloe wouldn’t react right away, the crash landing would at least mean that she had time to tend to the grounded Valley.

But she can’t deny how far Valley has gotten. Not only with practiced skill but with a sharp, cunning mindset. Her time as a cheerleader indeed came to play when she could manipulate herself mid-air. Something that resulted in making the whole attendance amazed.

Who knew ladies in their 30’s could still be just as good as those much younger?

Chloe knew that, but she didn’t have time to admire Valley countering her counter. Neither did she have enough time to bring her legs up again once Valley took flight. Something less showy this time. But no less brutal once those knees drilled down Chloe’s chest. Air escaped the ruby lips of Chloe, her bosom crushed underneath Valley’s weight.

Valley had to admire Chloe’s abdominals. The woman put a lot of work into them, clearly took her time to tone up and get the right kind of shape. She had to admit her opponent was in better shape than she was all around, crafting a slim, tight, taut body, well built for the sort of flexibility and movement she demanded in her fighting style. It was hard to find any real fat on the sculpted stomach, at a glance.

Such a shame Valley had to cut her down the middle. Really. Just sucked.

But that was what happened, as Valley came crashing down on her and drove the knee in deep into her opponent’s chest, hitting like a bomb and having a similar result. She spread her legs out and shifted to the side after the impact, coming to straddle her opponent’s chest. For the first time in the match, she was able to breathe something resembling a sigh of relief. Her opponent was down and aching, she had the woman pinned, and she was in a position of advantage.

Now, the fun part.

The Slamazon slid down Chloe’s body, grinding down her form, slithering along until their laps met and docked together. Her legs wrapped around Chloe’s, intertwining with them, as her hands reached up to pin her wrists down. Seizing control. Nice and close.

Valley brought her chest down, dropping her breasts onto Chloe’s and letting them flow over. With their faces closed, she let a mischievous smirk begin to grow, and the heated words flowed. ”You’ve been waiting for this. Admit it.”

Having a good core was important. A lot of people tend to overlook that particular body part, but a strong core isn’t just good for appearance sake. With the style Chloe uses, the abdominals couldn’t be overlooked. Chloe assumed Valley knew of it’s importance also, given her cheerleading background. But like most things, if one attacks the core, then the whole body follows in it’s destruction.

As much as many would hark about striking the head, even a good blow to the body can bring a foe down, with just the right amount of damage to make them crumple. Strong and taut as they are, Chloe’s couldn’t withstand a blow like that. Not even tensing them could soften that impact. Chloe felt the air leave her body and through her lips, Valley’s weight bore down on top of her rival. Once those legs straddled on each side of her body, there was a slight relief. But amidst the pain, Chloe can feel Valley on her. Even as she shifts herself above so that her form grinds down on the ex-commissioner’s. Soon as she felt those abs on her own, Chloe already knew where this was going.

Certainly wasn’t going to waste time with this.

Not that she had any power to stop her. With the mighty blow she took, she was out of commission till her body can reset. Plenty of time for Valley to adjust and set Chloe up. Legs intertwining, hands pinned above her head. It’s as if she never left that shower room. The breasts were the last to find contact and Chloe felt them. Real ones, not the massively fake ones filled with silicon. The honey soaked, heated words followed afterwards. Chloe scoffed, though getting anything out from her lips was difficult at this point in time.

“Desperate…for my…approval?” Hoarsely she said, but still having such defiance. She’s not what people call ‘easy’. “Just…use that thigh…of yours…and get on with it.”

‘Desperate for her approval’?

Valley wouldn’t put it that way exactly, but she’d be lying if she said some small part of her didn’t want Chloe to enjoy this. Though she’d known she was bisexual from about the time she hit her teens, she’d spent most of her time dating and having sex with men, with her same-sex relationships being brief and sporadic. That all changed when she met Hayley and she really, truly understood what she’d been missing, what she’d only been dipping her toes into before.

Since then, she’d come across Kaylee and had all that craziness, and she’d been introduced to a whole new way of wrestling and lovemaking. This was her first time putting it to use in the ring, though. A litmus test, something to really measure her progress in the erotic arts.

So, did she need Chloe’s approval? No. Did she at least want to know she was doing a good job of it? Sure.

If the reactions she was getting were any indication. Chloe was trying hard to hide it, but Valley had been on the receiving end enough times to know how fruitless that was, what it meant to try and hold back when someone was pouring pleasure into you. ”Well,” Valley had a dark chuckle, making their mashed chest rumble. ”Since you asked so, so nicely…“

Chloe wanted the thigh, so Valley gave her the thigh. She slid her best limb in between her opponents, bringing the four best legs in the AFW together, as she worked up a slow rhythm. Thrust. Slide. Press. Grinding, harder and harder with every stroke, going faster, building momentum. And that wasn’t all.

”C’mere.” She took a slight risk and brought one hand away from Chloe’s wrists, sliding it underneath her ex-manager’s head and letting it get tangled up. With a good grip, she moved in for a kiss, slapping their wet lips together and letting her tongue slide out and invade…or, maybe, it would be welcome. They’d already gone this far, might as well enjoy the ride.

Those that have already joined the hentai division as established competitors usually have determined motives that drove them. It was easy to read with their actions, what fuels them psychologically. Hentai wrestling is no different, with physical, mental, and spiritual battles.

So for Valley, who is all but new to the whole thing, it’s interesting to see what her innermost desires are. What drives her actions?

With the short-haired blonde in the driving seat, she would get a glimpse of that and more. It wasn’t as if Chloe was in any shape to oppose Valerie’s will anyway. Valley was looking for something. And such a thing would be exposed in the heat of battle.

Or, in this case, the heat coming from between her legs.

Chloe did ask for it, and so she received it. The quad muscle pressed down right between Chloe’s legs and began to work. The ex-commissioner wasn’t so sure, but it felt different. More…polished? Hard to pinpoint it all, with all those feelings stirring up inside. Of course, something was missing from that night in the showers, and once Valley brought Chloe’s head up, everything was brought to completion. Only this time, Chloe didn’t resist or press her head forward. It’s clear that Valley desires control, and anything that disrupts it would be punished. Moans would just reverberate into Valley’s mouth, letting every single body just react to her touch.

“Oh…you're really eager to please….” The four best legs brought together, it only made sense that one of Chloe’s slightly rose some. Not too much, but to subtly give Valley’s crotch to grind and bump on. Might as well be accommodating.

Was Valley enjoying this? Yes. There was no getting around that.

She kept Haley in the back of her head at all times, and never forgot the woman she was ultimately coming back to. But part of her training was learning how to compartmentalize things and pretend that, while she was in this ring, everything outside of it didn’t exist. No holding back, no resisting. If she was too timid and tame, Chloe would breeze through her and dominate this match.

No, if she wanted to win, she had to pretend, just for a second, that Chloe was the only woman in the world. Only think about that slender form gyrating beneath her. Their chests, sliding and pushing against each other. Their lips smacking, hips clapping, heads bumping. She took in deep breaths of Chloe, committing her taste to memory, and gripped that long, proud hair of hers tight as their hair tangled up tight.

And to Chloe’s credit, she went along with it, too, raising up her own leg and giving something for Valley to brush against. Much appreciated, and she rewarded the thought with a few long licks down the ex-managers neck, leaving a hot trail to blow on.

”You talk too much, you know that.” She gave Chloe a playful thwip on the ear, then went back to work, picking up the pace with each thrust and using more of her weight to press down, giving the effort more and more energy. Soon, soon, soon…

"And you're talking more than you used to, you know that." If people didn't have the context of what happened before, people would have thought they just shared playful banter and their relationship is as such.

Considering the fine line you have to walk when it comes to pleasure, Valley seems to be handling it well enough, considering she's still relatively new to the concept. She showed confidence, the kind that a veteran had through experience. While that's true in some regards, she's had a lot of experience pleasing to the masses. Though this time, she has one more person to please. In the most literal sense of the word.

Rather than fighting against the tide Chloe just adapted to it. From there, it was easy enough go along for the ride, the added raise of a thigh was enough to get Valley going even more. There was still one aspect that the red-clad woman was curious of. Wherever or not Valley is aware of that, remains to be seen.

For now, Valley pressed in more and that elicit a moan out of Chloe, the closeness of their skin rubbing against each other, even with the thin clothing coming between them. Chloe panted, her hot breath warming Valleys neck. While hers was greeted with her tongue. Valley was really upping the ante, the impending flood threatened to burst open the gates with each deep grind. Though if the Californian was seriously getting engrossed in the action, Chloe would add a bit more to it.

Her cheek squished along Valley's, rubbing it like a cat. All while her pearly whites would take Valley's earlobe between them. Something that Chloe hasn't forgot about.

Here it was, the danger point. In her training with Kaylee, she’d frequently warned Valley about the big trouble when it came to hentai wrestling - getting too carried away. Though the AFW tried to blur the lines, at the end of the day, sex and wrestling were two different things that required two different mindsets, and balancing them at the same time was a real trick. Sex was chaotic and uncontrolled, this messy business where it was so easy to lose yourself and wind up turning things around. Valley was somewhat saved because this was a multiple fall match, and her cumming wouldn’t be such a big deal so long as she made Chloe do it, too. But even so, there was still the danger of letting her emotions dominate things instead of the other way around.

And it seemed like Chloe knew that, too. Hence the ear nibbling.

Given the way their last encounter in the ring ended, it wasn’t too much of a surprise that the woman would be going to that well again, but knowing that it was coming didn’t mean Valley could deal with it. Over the years, her little weakness had risen up to meme status, with fans honing in on thanks to the match with Kaylee. It made for an obvious target, and she had to admit, Chloe did an excellent job exploiting it.

There was always something about that feel of the teeth on her lobe, the sound of the mouth around her ear, the heat washing over neck, that drove her absolutely insane. It was so easy to get swept away on the tide, and before, this might’ve been enough to reverse the situation.

But Kaylee taught her how to keep her peace of mind, to focus through the lust, and to use it. She indulged in Chloe’s mouth on her for a few moments, shuddering, loving it, before she abruptly pulled her ear free and gave their mouths something else to do. She came down on Chloe with a wild kiss, mashing their lips together and sinking her tongue in deep, dominating the moment and seizing control. She upped the intensity, thrusting harder and faster now, picking up the pace, a mad push to shove her opponent over the finish line before things grew even more out of her control.

Much as Chloe was enjoying it all, so too was Valley. Although she’s been in the league for many years, hentai wrestling was a different beast compared to anything she would dream up. It wasn’t like a strike where one would end up with blunt force trauma. It wasn’t like a slam that would leave someone breathless afterward; It wasn’t like a submission hold that breaks their will to hold on. This was sex. Much as there’s the giving, there was always the taking to balance it all. Pretty much why many moves conjured and imagined by many combatants would skew the balance towards their favor. Where they had the most control and the odds leaned towards their side. Where the opponent is simply helpless and is forced to endure and eventually be overwhelmed by the sexual onslaught.

This was not one of them. Perhaps that was intended; there are still a few that thrived when there’s a risk. Ones that didn’t mind something coming up their way just to show that they could outlast the other. Fortune favors the brave and the bold; to put themselves on the line required such tenacity, resilience, and most importantly, a cool mind in the midst of the chaos.

Something that can be easily broken, Chloe thought. The ear nibble would be one of them, brought as a way to destabilize whatever control Valley had. And from a moment, it seemed to do just that—a shudder here, a moan there. The upping the pace noticed by the way Valley’s crotch was slick and wet against her thigh. It was still effective enough to have an impact.

Keyword was.

Chloe didn’t have that much of a grip on Valley’s ear. It wasn’t as if she needed to bite right down on it like she was Mike Tyson. But the lack of a secure grip left that earlobe to slip free. Chloe’s mouth wouldn’t be without anything for long. The sudden kiss was a suitable replacement. Mashing her lips down, Valley’s tongue penetrated down Chloe’s throat. Certainly took Chloe by surprise, and there she was, finding herself destabilized. Unbalanced, the mercurial shift had the ex-commissioner’s mind scrambling to gather her thoughts. But it left her exposed enough that the dam did break after a few deep thrusts.

Her body seized before a deep moan vibrated not just Valley’s mouth but her whole being as her nethers quaked. Tensing up just moments before she would burst before the tension broke, the effects of the climax bringing her body pressed upon Valley before it would relax on the mat.

This time she finished what she started.