SS '13: Buried in the Sand Match: Lady Lakota Vs. Natasha

The bikini bottom digging into her crotch and ass had certainly done a number on Janet, but she laughed triumphantly as she managed to force her lovely opponent down onto the sand, planting herself on top of Natasha and pounding her womanhood down hard into that of the other girl. She was certainly a little relieved when Natasha was forced to stop flossing her nether regions with her own bikini bottoms—the mixture of arousal and irritation she had felt as it happened was highly frustrating.

“Of course I am,” Janet replied, not about to go about lying and pretending she wasnâ€t immensely turned on by her opponent. She leaned down into Natasha once again, giving her another sloppy kiss, gasping a little as the blue-haired girl began playing with her breasts, slipping her fingers inside of her bikini to play with her nipples. “Mnnn,” Janet moaned, unwrapping her hands from around Natasha in order to sink her own claws somewhat viciously into her opponentâ€s firm orbs.

Natasha was torn at that moment between her desire to simply revel in the pleasure she was feeling from Janet and her need to find a way to turn the tables around on the native american woman who embraced Natasha with a passionate and quite wet kiss. The warm smile on her lips and the soft moaning she was doing told Janet just how much she was enjoying herself, but of course that didn't mean she was just going to lay there and take it as this was a match after all, Natasha's hands shooting up to grope Janet's impressive mounds with quite a bit of enthusiasm, an act that Janet returned as the woman dug her fingers into Natasha's breasts, drawing a sharp gasp from the blue haired woman.

Getting out from underneath Lady Lakota was going to be easier said than done, but Natasha put her plan into action by lifting her legs up and wrapping them tightly around the girl's waist, pulling their lower bodies close with their pussies grinding together quite deliciously. She would start rocking back and forth, looking to build up some momentum before trying to roll them both over putting Natasha on top.

Janet would moan softly as she felt her breasts groped enthusiastically, and would give Natashaâ€s orbs a similar working-over in return, as the two of them kissed and pressed together excitedly. Distracted as she was by her opponentâ€s incredible body, the Native American girl would not be able to resist Natasha as the blue-haired beauty brought their lower bodies into contact, rubbing their crotches together as she slowly rocked back and forth.

“Mm…yeah, keep that up,” Janet purred, licking Natashaâ€s lips as she momentarily broke their liplock.

Suddenly, however, the blue-haired girl would make her move, managing to roll the two of them over so that she was now on top and Janet was now on the bottom. The Lakota girl groaned and struggled beneath her opponent, hands still digging into the other girlâ€s breasts.

Natasha would have loved to do exactly as the girl asked, their embrace so far had been incredibly pleasurable for them both and its not like indulging their sexual desires a little while longer would cost her the match, but they couldn't just roll around in the sand forever if either of them expected to win this thing. "Sorry darling, as much as I'd love to I have a match to win." Natasha said before leaning her head down to resume kissing Lady Lakota, letting her tongue twirl around the woman's own lewd muscle while her hands squeezed Janet's orbs even tighter.

She would then release the girl's right mound while Janet was distracted by their kiss, reaching her arm behind the woman's head to wrap it around her neck, pulling Janet into a headlock while her legs squeezed her midsection even tigher.

Janet could say nothing as Natasha resumed the kiss, but the Lakota girl was not about to be passive in their passionate liplock, as her own tongue would shove up against that of her opponent, jostling for position and looking to invade the blue-haired girlâ€s mouth. At the same time, she would squeeze and twist Natashaâ€s breasts ever harder, looking to outdo the other girl on every front of their battle.

Unfortunately for her, Natasha would soon release her right breast and pull her into a headlock instead, putting Janet at a distinct disadvantage and forcing her to release her foeâ€s breasts out of surprise. “Mmmprgh! Hey!” the Lakota girl yelped as she felt her head and midsection squeezed.

Janet had already proven herself to be quite the passionate person, both in fighting and in sex, and so Natasha wasn't surprised in the slightest to find the woman resisting her tongue's entrance into her mouth, the woman's tongue pressing Natasha's back into her mouth. For a moment there as Janet dug her fingers almost painfully into Natasha's breasts the french woman wasn't sure if she was going to be able to pull the girl into the headlock, but fortunately she maintained her focus long enough to trap Lady Lakota in the dual submission of the leg scissors and the headlock, Natasha squeezing the woman as tightly as she could to make sure she stayed trapped.

"Don't worry my sweet, this pain is not without its pleasure." Natasha said as their kiss was broken, licking her lips to savor the taste of Janet while giving the woman's breast one last firm squeeze. She would then slide that hand down between their bodies, running her fingers over Janet's toned stomach and down to the her lovely womanhood. "I promise you will enjoy this." She whispered before moving to rub her palm along Janet's covered sex, but this would last for only a moment as she would try to slip her hand beneath her bikini bottom, teasing the girl's slit with one of her fingers before Natasha would plunge two of them into Janet's warm sex.

Janet was reluctant to break the kiss, and even more reluctant to let go of Natashaâ€s big, firm breasts, but the headlock necessitated action to attempt to counteract. The Native American girlâ€s hands shot up to the other girlâ€s arm, latching onto it and trying to pry it away from her head so that she could try to slither out of the French girlâ€s devilish and alluring grasp.

Before she could make any progress in that regard, unfortunately, Natasha would strike again. While keeping Janet in a headlock, the blue-haired girlâ€s other hand would trail down the Lakotaâ€s stomach to her crotch, slipping inside of Janetâ€s bikini bottom and teasing her lower lips. “O-oooh!” the Lakota girl moaned, squirming beneath her opponent as Natasha began to force two fingers into Janetâ€s warm, moist womanhood.

It was times like this when she was faced with an opponent as incredibly alluring as Janet was that Natasha felt just a bit conflicted, in any other situation Natasha would have let Janet simply continue to grind her pussy down against hers but seeing as this was a match, and a pay per view match at that, Natasha knew she would have to push her own pleasure to after the match once Janet was buried and defeated. It wasn't a stipulation for the match for the winner to take the loser as their personal sex toy, but she didn't think Janet would say no to a night of passion with her, which meant now she just had to win.

So with a sigh Natasha pulled the girl's head down into a headlock, trapping Janet before she brought her fingers trailing down along the girl's stomach to her womanhood. With a smile and a light giggle Natasha slowly slid two of her fingers into the folds of Janet's pussy, loving the sound of the woman's moans she she began to pump them in and out, moving them at an agonizingly slow pace to begin with but it wasn't long before she picked up the pace to a rapid fingering.

Janet desperately wanted to break free and get back on top. She wanted to regain control of this match. At least, she knew that she was supposed to want that. But, right now, with Natasha holding her tightly in a headlock with one arm as she used her other hand to pleasure the Lakota girl, Janet found it difficult to offer much resistance, as she was all but paralyzed by the waves of ecstasy emanating from her womanhood.

“Oh!” she cried out, as Natasha began to slowly thrust those two fingers in and out. It was a great feeling, but it was so slow. “F-faster! Yes!” Janet moaned, purring thankfully as her opponent did indeed hasten her pace.

Natasha couldn't help but giggle excitedly as Janet begged for her to pic up the pace, obeying the lovely woman happily as her fingers danced wildly inside of the woman's hot, inviting sex. Other women would have offered up some resistance against her but it seemed Janet was having the very same conflicting thoughts that she was and had decided to go with allowing Natasha freedom to enjoy Janet's smoking hot body. She might have even gotten away with releasing the girl from her hold to try for something even more pleasurable, but she wasn't going to take the chance that she might just escape.

"Oh my Janet, you want this that much do you? But I don't know, I don't think I I quite heard you, perhaps a little louder?" Natasha said teasing the woman while her fingers suddenly slowed back down once more, though it was not without some benefit for Janet as now she took the time to angle her thrusts, rubbing the woman's clit with every thrust of her fingers inside the sexy girl.