Rumble in the Hot Tub! Isabella Snow vs Jessica Easter

Isabella almost squealed in excitement as she felt the tongue of Jessica fighting against her own, the two wet muscles wrestling about within their mouths fighting for dominance, Isabella's tongue doing its best to force Jess's tongue back inside her own mouth. With one quick pull she tore the top right off of Jessica, her breasts bouncing lightly for just a moment before her hand began to squeeze them once again, her fingers digging in nice and deep while she caught the girls nipple between them in a firm pinch. The woman's tits may have only been a bit more than a handful but they had a sublime feel to them that Isabella simply loved.

She leaned forward with her tongue trying to find its way back into Jessica's mouth as the brit broke the kiss, licking her lips quickly before bringing the muscle back inside her lips. Her eyes shot down as she felt the woman's leg and slender legs wrap around her midsection, finding them surprisingly strong as she applied pressure with her scissor hold. Gasping as her legs tightened down around her Isabella looked back up into Jessica's eyes with fire in hers, a wide smile on her lips as she began to laugh. "Fine, you have your match then!" Isabella yelled out just as Jessica returned the favor and stripped her of her own top.

Isabella's more than ample breasts bounced free revealing their perfect shape, hanging high on her chest they seemed to defy gravity with how perky they were. Her nipples were already rock hard and she released a few low moans at the feel of the blond squeezing her right mound as if she had never held a breast before, not surprising since she knew Jessica had never had one quite so perfect in her grasp before now. "When you win? The hot waters gone to your head Jessica, you lost the moment you stepped into this tub with me!" Isabella's hand which until now had been massaging the back of Jessica's neck moved around so that she was choking the woman, Isabella smiling as she rose up to her full height leaving her waist deep in the water before she lifted Jessica by her breast and slammed her back right down into the water, holding her there until the woman released the hold on her waist.

Jess grinned as she pulled her head back at each snap of Isabella's jaws, refusing the re-engage the kiss. She continued to feel how good the American's hands were on the Brit's rack, making her gasp and moan softly in reply as she continued to roam across Isabella's tits. It seemed like they were at a kind of impasse with her legs squeezing the life out of Isabella but Isabella's hands becoming a nuisance with one on her breasts and the other...wait! What the-ughhk!

Jess blinked as the bigger woman grabbed her throat and rose to her feet, lifting her out of the water in the process and unless she wanted to fall unceremoniously down against the side Jess had no choice but to hang on grimly. Suddenly everything went watery as she was pushed down below the waterline. A mangled cry only released more oxygen as she thought "b-bitch! No fair!" Her hands reached out of the water and slapped at Isabella's body and face but she couldn't find any kind of release.

Reluctantly her legs uncurled from the American's waist as her hands went back to trying to prise Isabella's hand from her neck.

"Oh whats that? I can't hear you when you're under water like that Jessica! Now how about you let go of me now?" Isabella taunted Jessica as she held her under the water's surface, ignoring the meager slaps against her as from her position the blond couldn't put much force behind them. Isabella was going to show Jessica just who the alpha was in this match and in dominant fashion, leaving no room for the blond woman to think she had the upper hand here, not releasing her hold until the woman did as she commanded and unwrapped her legs from around Isabella's waist.

Her hands pulled away once she was free, though she didn't take a step back until she had thrown a quick right jab at the woman's stomach just to further prove who among them was going to win. "Oh I'm going to enjoy you Jessica, this is much more fun than just lounging about in the water." Jessica had seen the rather weak air jets which were already at work within the hot tub, but Isabella had yet to turn on the much more powerful water jets the hot tub was equipped with, and she had a plan for them now.

Raising her right hand out of the water Isabella winked at Jessica while beckoning for her to come after her, backing up towards the side wall of the hot tub where the button for the jets lay. Keeping her body between Jessica and the button to make sure she wouldn't see what she was up to.

Jess still blubbed and bubbled away underwater despite letting go of her waist. The Brit not really hearing what Isabella was saying with the din of the water jets going on all around her but she knew it was probably more sexy smack talk. When she did get back up and gasped for air, she winced and grunted at the jab "y-yeah, very funny" she remarked dryly as she watched Isabella back away and beckon her over and for a moment Jess started to follow before stopping and looking her in the eyes for a moment.

She didn't see the button and had no idea of the jets but was more concerned about being trapped again by Isabella's hands. Stopping midway through the tub she crossed her arms and smirked "nuh-uh" she shook her head with a cute wink of her own "not gonna fall for that one, love!" She may had lost the first exchange but in her mind she sure wasn't going to lose the next one as a mexican standoff ensued. What she didn't know however was that she was close or near one of the super-fast jets. Surely Isabella was still on for springing her surprise even if she didn't know exactly where all the jets were.

Gazing upon Jessica as she burst out of the water brought a light chuckle out of the white haired beauty, her eyes quite enjoying the sight of the water dripping from every curve of her body as well as that look of pain on her face, it was all delicious to her. Isabella was surprised however that her little plaything had enough good sense left to resist her summons, perhaps she knew about the button behind her back? What she said next certainly sounded like she suspected some sort of trick from Isabella but she couldn't be sure, if she wasn't going to come over though there was little point in not turning the jets on anyway.

"Oh no? Didn't you enjoy your little swim Jessica?" Isabella said with a wicked grin on her lips just as she pressed the button behind her turning the quite powerful water jets on, the hot tub only taking a second before streams of intense pressure shot out from over the edges and from some spots on the floor. Two of these sprang to life on either side of her and soon steam was rising from the hot tub as these jets were another means of supplying the tub with more hot water.

Before Jess could reply, a strong jet of water burst up through the water just in front of her and ran up over her toned legs and front. She meeped and jumped back into another strong jet which ran over her toned bum. As the jets settled down and the water frothed up with plenty of bubbles she grinned and shook her head, "Nice trick, Isabella but why don't we drop the dirty tricks for now and go for some head to head action?" she called, motioning for the white haired girl to join her.

She was watching Isabella like a hawk, watching for any fast moves while thinking of some of her own to surprise the American with.

Isabella laughed at the sight of Jessica as the jets startled her, the blond jumping away from one only to run right into another behind her. If she thought those were troublesome then Isabella couldn't wait to introduce her pussy to those on the sides. Gazing upon Jessica she had the sudden desire to rip away the woman's clothes, though she wouldn't just toss them aside like so many did, after all they could be used to humiliate her even further. "Dirty trick? This is a hot tub Jessica why should I not enjoy it to the fullest?"

Pushing herself off the side Isabella approached Jessica while avoiding walking directly over any of the floor jets, her goal was to make Jessica feel them after all and not herself. She walked slowly, wading through the water letting her body sway with every step, her large breasts swinging from left to right in a rather hypnotic fashion. Once she was close enough Isabella would suddenly pick up speed, moving to slide in behind Jessica and slip her arms under hers, looking to put the woman in a full nelson.

Jess had had it with the teases and the wind ups. The Brit girl determined to get one over Isabella as she watched her approach. She may have been trying to tempt her with that bosom but while Jess was smirking a little and biting her lower lip a little she was watching where Isabella was walking and noting where the jets were. She looked up again as Isabella quickly picked up speed and looked to slip behind her and probably to Isabella's surprise she let her..but not without grabbing an arm.

"Heh, and people say all I do is fly off of turnbuckles" Jess snickered as suddenly she turned, bent forward and after pushing Isabella's feet back and grunting Jess heaved the bigger girl over her in an adequate judo flip, hoping to land the white haired American in the water and move on top in a bid to repay the Yank's little dunking antics in kind...

Isabella cried out as her little sneak attack was turned around on her, soaring over Jessica's shoulder amazed at just how strong the lithe woman was. She called herself a high flyer but this was certainly more of a power type move, or so she thought since Isabella had little experience with judo. She hit the water hard sending waves crashing against the sides of the hot tub, water washing over the side as Isabella struggled to free herself from under water. Her words were lost as mere air bubbles however as Jessica got on top of her and in a bit of a desperate act Isabella threw a punch right at Jessica's bikini covered pussy, looking to free herself after her dirty move.

Jess grimaced and grunted loudly as she felt the punch to her groin area which only served to make her more angry as she latched onto Isabella's hair and held her down. "Thats it! No more nice girl! Play nice or I'll make you suffer!" She growled as she glared down at the flailing Isabella, enjoying the feeling of power as the Brit kept her weight on top of the American, even grinding a little against her bust to enforce the feeling of superiority she had over her.

The problem was she couldn't drown her obviously. That'd be a bit of a no no in the AFW rule book. Nor could she make her tap...could she?

"Or....you could tap and I'd go easy on you.." she grinned a little, waiting for Isabella's answer...