Hentai Submission: Melanie (D) vs Ian CANCELLED

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Melanie casually laid on her back upon the bench she was on, within her private room. She was mostly in her wrestling attire, save for her stockings. She hummed to herself as she waited patiently for the announcer to get to introducing her. This may be her first match in the league, but it's not a situation she's nervous or unfamiliar. Being the rather sultry woman she is, she had done plenty of crazy things. And sexfighting just happened to be her favorite.

Finally, she hears the announcements beginning. Swiftly she would put on her stockings, and fixed her loose hair to flow from her back and down it. She managed to make it to her spot in the dark, a short bit before she was fully introduced. With her theme beginning, the lights shifted to her as the rest of the arena was darkened.

As the instrumental begins, she smirks in that perfect, confident and dominating little smile. Her eyes gleam as she sways her hips when she walks downwards towards the ring and as the lyrics began she stretched out her arms to let the audience have a chance at touching her hands. But it's a tease as she makes sure none of them do actually. Instead, as she nears the ring itself she moves her hands behind her hair and pushes it out to fluff it up. Turning her back to the ring, she gives the audience a rather sultry and naughty face of sensual desperation as she runs her hands slowly over her face and breasts. Finally cupping them and giving them a little shake before turning with a wave of disregard. A tease as she bent herself over and spreading her legs a little wide to let the crowd see her wonderfully rounded mature ass.

Finally done teasing them outside of the ring, and not wanting to hold up the fight, she manages to slide herself into the ring from this bent over pose. Slipping in with incredible flexibility even if slowly. Needless to say, it certainly set the atmosphere a flame with incredible tension and hype. As her theme cuts off, she finds herself a corner nearby and leans into it with her back against the post as she waits to see her first ever opponent.

"Well, this is certainly different..." Ian said to himself as he laced up his boots, he looked over the rules just in case he didn't get this right, but, he did. This was a Hentai Submission match, he had heard of this sort of thing before, but, never thought he'd be actively participating in it! Oh, well, he signed the contract and the check had already been cashed. Ian at least hoped his opponent was cute. He got the cue to enter, and he came to a rather mixed response

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He didn't fully expect the AFW audience to make up its mind about him just yet, and, if he was being honest with himself, he couldn't care less, although he'd be lying if he said he didn't enjoy the whistles and catcalls from some of the female audience. He entered the ring and finally got a glimpse of his opponent, who looked at him with an evil smile, she was drop-dead gorgeous by any stretch of the imagination, and she had the look of "I've done this before" Ian found it hard to avoid blushing as he went into his corner, waiting for the match to begin...

Melanie took note of just how reserved the young man was. He hardly reacted in an outgoing manner to the girls that practically drooled at seeing his body and face. True, his face was adorable and handsome, but Melanie had seen plenty of those. Still, whilst she kept her predatory smirk she gave Ian a little wink before she'd use a finger to call him over before the match would start. Her intention was made clear she wanted to have a little chat with him. Maybe even a little more if she could get him curious enough. And all well before the bell to start would even go off. The question simply remained if Ian would come over to her corner... or if she'd have to have pillow talk during the match.

Ian didn't like to show his emotions all that much, he always had an air of cold indifference, as most male wrestlers tried to personify. He was waiting for the match to get started when his opponent beckoned him with the classic "come hither" look/routine. Seeing the nature of the match, he figured this sort of thing was inevitable, he slapped on a half smile and went to the center of the ring, refusing to go in her corner, and instead insisting that whatever she had to say, she was saying it at the center of the ring, in "neutral" territory, so to speak.

Melanie gave a small expression of a pouting face since Ian didn't fully come over to her side of the ring. Even still she sighed and walked over to him. Hoping he'd still be fun to check out even in the center. When she reached him there she plainly and quickly got to asking, "First time for a sexual match sweety? Or is it your first time with a woman at all?~"
Though she would've liked to have teased him in her corner, she found her lusty attitude towards the end of her question and even bent over to let him get a full view of her mature and natural chest. Giving him a wink and a smile.

Ian met Melanie in the center of the ring, she asked rather directly whether this was his first sexual match, or even encounter, "You're right on the first count, but, not the second" he responded rather plainly. He looked over his opponent, who bent down to show off her boobs, the barest trace of a smile crept across his face as he went into the corner, the bell rang and the match was on! Ian wasn't lying when he said he didn't have any experience in this sort of match, so he decided to treat it as if there was no Hentai involved and raised his arms for a test of strength. Once he had the upper hand, he thought, he might comp a feel of boob if he so desired.

With how quick Ian was to discontinue the conversation, it was no wonder why Melanie frowned and let out a sigh. 'Yea. Total virgin in every aspect.' She thought to herself as she walked disappointed back to her corner of the ring. She no longer had a smile or an expression of joy. She had a rather uncaring face as the bell rang and when Ian put himself forward for a strength test she rolled her eyes and stepped up. She pretended to reach to lock her hands for it but instead would grip his wrists!
Immediately crossing them and holding them with incredible strength, she would move to flip Ian over her shoulder which frankly he felt lightweight for a guy built as he was but that just proved her own strength. Making sure his feet were off the ground, she positioned her leg to trip him up just in case he tried to pull away.

Before he knew it Ian hit the mat with a serious thud, and Melanie was there standing over him with her frowned expression.

It wasn't that Ian was disinterested, it was simply that he didn't know what he was doing in match like this, it appeared that Melanie accepted the test of strength, only for his arms to get crossed and him being tossed ass-end over tea kettle over her shoulder and onto the mat with a thud. Ian wa a bit dazed, but, quickly recovered to see a glance of Melanie's as, his face turned red, and a slight bulge was forming in his trunks...

Melanie didn't expect her flip to be effective but frankly she didn't care at the time since the charm wore off at the moment. She noticed where he was looking and rolled her eyes before stepping back and crossing her arms with her still frowned expression. "Well if you're gonna be that easy and headstrong then I've half a mind to get this over with before you're embarrassed further."

She clearly wished to say more but waited for him to at least begin to get up before continuing on with her one-sided talk, "Since you so boringly decided to go into this fight without letting your elder in experience talk with you, guess you're willing to bare the consequences of your ignorance. Or have you reconsidered to at least try to have a pleasant talk when it's a benefit?"

"If I was afraid of being embarrassed, I wouldn't have taken this match, silly. And I like butt, sue me." he said as he stood up, "And I don't talk all that much because I don't have anything to say. If I wanted to talk without saying anything, I'd run for Congress..." Ian raised his arms in a fighting stance, "Now, are we gonna fight, or just talk?"