Whats a Tables Match Between Lovers? - Heather v Natasha III

Heather's fighting seemed to be finally paying off as those two elbows connected with Natasha's side. Of course, her relief came with a price as Natasha shoved her head into the mat, causing Heather to yelp out, rolling onto her side to rub her head. She grit her teeth, trying to calm herself a bit and let herself recover, watching Natasha holding onto her side before she said what she did.

"A-ah...N-n-natasha!!" Heather let out, her face a deep red at her words that she made sure everyone could hear. She bit her lip, quite a bit embarrassed at those words before she picked herself up. "Uuuugh th-that's it!" She let out,rushing at her, trying to spear her to the mat and get on top of her.

"Oops, did I say that out loud?" Natasha replied jokingly, covering her mouth with her hands as if she truly hadn't mean to say that so everyone could hear it in the front row, though her giggling ensured Heather couldn't possibly fall for the act. She liked to think that she had come to know Heather better than anyone else had ever before her, evidenced by how easily she could push the right buttons to get the desired reaction from the sweet purple haired beauty, but in truth it wasn't very difficult to figure out how to embarrass Heather, she had solved that puzzle the very first time they met in that gym so long ago. "Guess we have some more work to do Heather, I thought our training together had solved this embarrassment problem you have."

She continued to laugh softly for a few seconds after her latest teasing poke at Heather, taking a few steps to close the distance between the two lovers. Only now that Natasha felt she Heather completely figured out the woman took her by surprise, rising from the floor in a blur of movement which in an instant ended with her flat on her back with a throbbing pain in her stomach from where Heather's shoulder had buried itself.

"Uuuugh.." Heather let out at Natasha's words, saying that it was a mistake. She clearly knew and could tell t hat it wasn't, and Natasha's comment about t raining more just embarrassed her even further. She let that fuel her though as she charged at Natasha, slamming her to the mat with that hard spear. She got up onto her knees, taking a breath before she knew she had to stay on Natasha, quickly getting fully back onto her feet afterwards. "Looks like we still have to train YOU to deal with my speed."

She grinned a little before she would quickly run to the ropes, leaping onto them before she would attempt to bounce off, hoping to land a springboard moonsault directly onto Natasha.

As Natasha laid there on her back struggling for air it occurred to her that despite Heather being right beside her, with her ability to resist Heather in that moment nonexistent, the woman wasn't taking advantage of the situation for any kind of submission hold like she would have. She even took the time to tease Natasha a little bit, though she couldn't blame her for that, but Heather then rose to her feet leaving the french woman a moment to rest. At first she thought this was a mistake on her girlfriend's part, one she could capitalize on here in a minute, but she was quickly proved mistaken as Heather came back into her field of vision in spectacular fashion. Natasha's eyes shot wide open and she frantically began trying to push against the mat to roll herself over, but a moonsault took less than a second and before she could get out of the way Natasha felt Heather crash down on top of her.

All the air left her body as her head and legs rose up until the air for a moment or two before she dropped back down against the mat, her hands resting upon Heather's back but unable to gather the strength to do anything in that moment. "Ugh...that was...ack...okay." Natasha finally managed to cough out in between her gasps for air, her hands slowly coming to life as she focused on breathing until she was weakly pushing against Heather to try and roll her off of her.

Heather took in the adrenaline rush of flying through the air, loving every second of it especially as she came crashing down on top of Natasha. She felt the girl's body bend like that as she landed on her, grinning wide as she dropped back down, resting her hands on her back. "Okay huh?" Heather let out, shaking her head before she would maneuver herself on Natasha, laying length-wise on her so she could pin her wrists to the mat, not allowing her to push or roll her off just yet.

"See what you think about this then. I think you deserve to be on the other end every once in a while." Heather let out with a grin before she would shuffle up Natasha, trying to slide her breasts over her face and press down, attempting to lock her in a tight breast smother hold.

"Well, maybe alright is the better word." Natasha said continuing to tease Heather even after taking two big hits from the women in a row and with no intention to stop anytime soon either. With the back of her head resting against the mat Natasha glanced down when she realized Heather wasn't dismounting her like before, slowly lifting her head from the mat while watching as Heather crawled on top of her, Natasha trying to squirm away from the predator like Heather to no avail as she soon found herself face to face with her lover in a position that felt more fit for the bedroom than out in the middle of the ring. Natasha didn't mind that one bit however, even purring softly so that only Heather could hear her as her lover's sizable breasts weighed down heavily upon Natasha's own even larger mounds.

"Looks like you are learning." Natasha said sweetly just as Heather slid herself up along the french woman's body, pressing her tits down over Natasha's face in quite the well executed smother hold. She was both pleased to see her lover lock in this hold and a little nervous that she might not be able to get out of it after taking that moonsault, Natasha squirming a bit underneath Heather as she tried to create a little breathing room for her nose. Her lips however she put to even better use sucking upon the bikini top which stood between her and ravaging the flesh of her lover's orbs, Natasha using her tongue to probe around the edge of the bikini's cups hoping to slide it underneath to attack the naked breast directly.

"You just never stop teasing don't you?" Heather let out, though she had a clear grin on her face. As much as Natasha was the one who seemed to know how to embarrass her the most, she was also the one Heather loved taking it from the most. That attitude she just loved so much about Natasha, and it was quite hard for her to get mad at the girl for keeping it up even in this position. "Fine, I'm just gonna have to show you I can give you much more than just alright." She let out, pushing her chest down a bit before she would lock Natasha in that smother hold.

She let out a little sigh, pushing down as much as she could to solidly lock Natasha in the smother. Her breasts weren't as big as Natasha's, but she could still lock in quite the tight and engulfing smother, hoping Natasha was feeling the full force of it. However what happened next was something that she should have expected. She felt Natasha's tongue start to probe around the edge of her bikini, sliding underneath and starting to lick at her breast directly. Heather let out a little moan, biting her lip and shutting her eyes tight as she blushed deeply. She tried her best to maintain her position on her, but her strength in holding her down was weakening from the feeling. "Th-that..That's not f-fair Natasha"

Natasha shook her head and while Heather couldn't have seen it with her breasts covering Natasha's face the french beauty also smiled warmly, a look in her eyes that was undoubtedly adoration for the woman currently on top of her. "My sweet Heather, you should know you're far more than just alright, you're flawless." Natasha thought to herself, wanting to tell that to Heather in that moment but knew it would have to wait until after she found a way out of this smother hold, otherwise her words would only reach the girl's ears as muffled sounds.

So Natasha instead focused her efforts upon the lovely breasts of her lover, her lips gently sucking upon the thin material of the woman's bikini top while her tongue licked slowly along the edges of the pesky garment. She would slip the tip of her tongue beneath the bikini, lifting it upward so that she could bite down upon it and with a sharp tug downward would pull it from Heather's left breast entirely. Now free to pleasure Heather properly Natasha wasted no time, immediately wrapping her lips around the girl's nipples and sucking upon it lovingly, her tongue licking against the tip of the stiff bud even as her lips spread out to lather the mound with her saliva.

Unfortunately she couldn't keep this up forever, she had already been low on air when Heather applied the smother and it wouldn't be long until she had to take another breath or risk passing out entirely, not an unwelcome image in her mind but one she couldn't afford in this match. She would begin to lift her midsection a little ways off the mat, arching her back so that she could rub her toned stomach firmly up against Heather's cotton panties and the lovely pink pussy they protected.

Heather tried her best ot keep that smother locked in before she would feel Natasha suddenly tug it downward, pulling it from her breast. Heather yelped out a bit at the feeling before Natasha started to lick at her nipple, sucking at it all the while, causing Heather to arch her body a bit, moaning out in pleasure. She was beginning to rethink how smart this hold was to apply on Natasha, but she was trying her best to hold it locked in as long as she could..that was until she felt NAtasha lift her belly up.

She felt her start to rub against her crotch, Heather moaning out more, knowing she had to get off before she lost herself from the pleasure. She would quickly let go of Natasha, rolling off her and getting onto one knee, breathing in and out heavily, her heart racing from the feeling that Natasha had just put her through, trying to hide the slight damp spot on her panties. "Haah..y-you..y-you're lucky that i need to play it safe." Heather let out, her face a deep red as she tried her best to calm her body down.

This was what Natasha loved more than anything in her matches, turning a hold her opponent believed to be inescapable into a weapon against them instead, doing just that to Heather's smother hold as the very same force her lover was using to keep the hold locked in was only making her licking and sucking more effective. Of course Heather was quite used to having her breasts worshiped in such a manner, Natasha having made sure to give her lover's tits the attention they deserved each and every day, so she figured the girl could resist that long enough to smother her out, but fortunately for them both she had another trick up her nonexistent sleeve. Arcing her back she lifted her stomach just high enough to grind against Heather's pussy, rubbing it nice and slow until Heather made her rather quick escape out of her own smother hold.

She didn't let her go that easily though, Natasha giving Heather's right nipple a little love bite while refusing to let go, the hardened bud stretching a bit before it finally slipped from between her teeth. "Oh come back Heather, I wasn't quite finished with that sexy body of yours just yet!" She laughed before rolling herself over onto her stomach, pushing herself slowly up onto her knees with her eyes never leaving Heather. "But I thought you had caught me lover, seems a little silly for the one applying the hold to run away like that." She let out before sticking her tongue out playfully at Heather, trying to keep the girl distracted while recovered some more, still winded from Heather's attacks from before the smother hold.