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

Janet was a little dazed after the powerful drop kick and the tumble she took through the sand, but she was by no means out of it yet. She still intended to get back up, and get back into the fight, and ultimately get the better of Natasha. Hearing some of her supporters in the crowd would stir her to action, rubbing the remaining sand out of her eyes as she got her hands under her naked body, pushing upwards and trying to lift herself to her feet.

Unfortunately, just as she began to rise, her legs were taken out from under her by her blue-haired opponent, who evidently had more in store for the Native American girl. Janet was thrown back onto her back as Natashaâ€s right foot descended upon her crotch, beginning to rub back and forth and cause Janet to let out a little whimper. The only thing that was tempering her arousal was the odd sensation of the gritty sand being rubbed across her pussy. Other than that, Natashaâ€s assault was very effective, and the Lakota could not help but lie back and let out a loud moan.

Natasha could see that Janet was starting to recover after her hard tumble across the sandy beach and that meant she had a limited window in which to have some fun with the lovely native american woman, and she fully intended to make the most of that time. Reaching down she snatched the legs of Janet out from under her, leaving the woman flat on her back and a moment later with Natasha's foot rubbing firmly down against her pussy, drawing a cute little whimper from the woman and before long quite the indecent moan as well.

Fans of both women were making their presence known with their calls of support from the stands, Natasha glancing up from Janet for just a second to give her fans a playful wink before looking back down to Janet with a lustful stare. "Your fans are quite supportive Lakota, though can't help but wonder if they wouldn't be even louder if I got you to cum right here in front of them all." Natasha said with a light giggle before transitioning from merely rubbing Janet's pussy with her foot to plunging her big toe into the girl's steamy sex.

Janet could hear the loud calls of support for both her and her opponent coming from the stands; they largely melded together, as the entire crowd could certainly unite behind the desire to see an increase in sexual attacks and intimate holds as this match continued. Despite the rubbing which caused her face to redden and caused her to clutch at the foundationless sand of the beach for support, she couldnâ€t help but smirk a little, for two reasons. Firstly, she was glad and a little amused that the audience was getting into the match the way they were. And secondly, well…she was having a good time!

Yes, even though she was losing at this moment, the Lakota girl could not help but feel like it had been a good day so far. Her arousal, of course, surely had something to do with that. Maybe she could think more strategically if she were to cum…of course, that would put her at a distinct physical disadvantage.

There were far too many variables involved in this match for Janet to try to figure them all out. She might as well just act on instinct.

“Heh heh…well, it would make sense,” she replied. “I am a sex symbol for them, so it would be—aaah!—quite the pleasure for them to see me climax.” At this rate, she was getting very, very close. “Of course, they want to see me win, s-sweetie, and I still intend…to do just that!”

Natasha had been in quite a few matches in her time here in the AFW and in that time she had come to have a favorite means of bringing her lovely opponents to orgasm and that was through the use of her feet, a feat she had accomplished once or twice before today with each moment holding a special place in her memory. This might end up being her favorite memory of using her feet to bring her opponent pleasure thus far if she could just make Lady Lakota cum for her in front of all these loyal fans, the native american woman simply made everything more enjoyable with her cheerful and ecstatic personality, and she had a suspicion the girl would embrace her climax unlike some of her past opponents.

Most would have expected Janet to be struggling more than she was to free herself from Natasha's hold but the french woman wasn't one of those, from what she knew about Janet the girl was more likely just to enjoy what was being done to her and try to fight back after, though she had to wonder how effective that would be in a match such as this.

"And I might even enjoy seeing you win Lady Lakota, with two sex symbols such as us involved either of us winning will be pleasurable for the other, but if its all the same to you I think I will just win." Natasha said, speaking in an almost casual tone despite what she was doing to Janet with her foot at that moment, leaning a bit closer to her opponent even as her foot wiggled its way deeper into the woman's sex.

“Oooh!” Janet moaned, the sounds of heightening arousal growing louder and louder as Natashaâ€s toe wormed its way deeper into her already dripping sex, causing the Lakota girlâ€s eyes to roll back into her head as the conflicting urges to resist and to embrace this turn of events churned inside her chest. Ultimately, that conflict paralyzed her, which amounted to a victory for the latter side. Janet really didnâ€t mind being brought to orgasm like this, so long as it did not cost her the whole match.

And even if she did mind, she couldnâ€t help herself any more. Her hips began to buck gently upwards against Natashaâ€s sand covered foot as it bore down into her, and she was just about to reach her climax. The goofy, wide-open smile on her face betrayed this to her opponent and to the assembled audience.

“Aaah…Iâ€m happy to…to humor you right now, a-and let you—aaah!—have this, uh, round, but you are not going to…to win the war, sweetie,” Janet stammered, before finally cumming beneath the relentless assault of Natashaâ€s foot, her juices splashing against the girlâ€s gritty sole. The Lakota slumped against the sand, momentarily weakened, basking in the afterglow.

It wouldn't be long now until Lady Lakota was pushed over the edge into her climax Natasha thought to herself as she gazed down upon the native american woman, judging from the look of sheer joy on the woman's face mere seconds in fact. She appeared to have given up on resisting the inevitable entirely actually, no longer squirming to get away from her foot Natasha was quite sure the woman was actually rocking her hips to drive the french woman's foot deeper into the girl's practically flooded sex. She herself couldn't help but giggle as she watched the smile on Janet's lips grow ever wider, the desire to pleasure this woman driving her to quicken the pace of her toes pumping inside the woman's pussy.

Janet's words came out in between her moans, which by now were quite loud and like music to Natasha's ears, she wanted to lean in closer and place a finger to the girl's lips to quiet her but before she could Janet succumbed to her body's desire to cum, the girl's juices drenching Natasha's foot as the french woman continued to grind her foot down upon Janet's pussy. "Thank you for humoring me Lady Lakota, as a reward why don't you lay there and just enjoy your orgasm." Natasha replied sweetly before lowering the woman's legs back down to the sand, giving the woman's sex one last rubbing before she backed away from Janet to return to digging the hole that would end the match.

In the back of her head, Janet noted Natashaâ€s seemingly sweet—but, in fact, rather sinister—invitation to simply lie down and enjoy her orgasm. The Native American girl was a little out of it at the moment, but she was not crazy. She still had a match to win, and, while she would be willing to enjoy it for a few moments, now, she was not about to let Natasha walk around the beach unimpeded, making her preparations and plotting Janetâ€s defeat.

“Aaaaaah,” Janet breathed monosyllabically, as Natasha walked away from her, preparing to begin digging again. “You are…so confident…but trust me when I tell you that this isnâ€t over,” the Lakota challenged, stretching out her naked body on the sand as she began recovering her strength—and preparing her counterstrike…

Glancing down at her foot Natasha was a little surprised by just how much of her opponent's juices had flowed out over it, a couple of steps all it took to cover her foot in a thick coat of sand. "The only bad thing about sex on a beach is how the sand clings to you afterward, don't you agree Lady Lakota? She commented before kicking a bit of sand over the pussy of her opponent. Natasha then casually strolled back over to the trench she had been working on since the match began, dropping down to her knees before taking the bucket in hand to resume digging, thinking to herself that she only needed to go a bit deeper before the hole would serve in burying Lady Lakota.

She could hear Janet speaking quite confidently even as she accused of Natasha of being such and while Janet wouldn't be able to see it there was a wide grin on the french woman's lips, she would have been disappointed if Janet had given up, and it thrilled her to hear even now Lady Lakota was intent on taking her down. "Thats true, after all I have to get you in this hole first."

Janet knew that she would have to do something soon, but she was a little reluctant to get back on her feet just yet. She was sort of hoping that she would be able to just lie there and wait for Natasha to do all the digging before she could jump up, quickly take the advantage, and toss her blue-haired opponent into the hole that she herself had dug.

She would definitely keep that in mind. She would have thought up a more complete plan, but her train of thought was interrupted by her opponent, who kicked sand across Janetâ€s pussy, causing the Lakota to squirm uncomfortably. “H-hey!” she gasped, trying to brush the gritty particles off of her crotch, only to make it worse. “You…Iâ€m not going to take something like that lying down. This stuff is…infuriating.”

Trying to ignore the sand in her tender parts, Janet would get to her feet and rush at the kneeling Natasha, trying to use what strength she had built up while she was down to try to toss the French girl onto the sand.

"Then don't, its not as much fun when only you get to cum now is it?" Natasha teased her fallen opponent with a wide grin upon her lips, sticking out her tongue back at the woman before she turned back around to finish digging the hole that would end the match one way or the other.

It was funny but until Lady Lakota had mentioned it Natasha hadn't really been bothered by the sand which had crept into seemingly every crevice of her body, but now that it had been brought up every movement simply felt irritating in some way as the sand rubbed against her skin. At least she didn't have sand deep within her pussy like Janet no doubt did, that thought making Natasha giggle just as she dropped the bucket beside the hole and turned around to see what Janet was up to.

"What?!" Was all Natasha could cry out for the moment she began to rise from her knees and turn around she was met with a charging Lady Lakota, her hands just getting up in time to slow the woman down a bit but no where near enough to keep herself from being tackled down onto the sand. With her arms pinned between their two bodies Natasha would push against the woman's breasts, squeezing them not so gently as she tried to roll them both over towards the water.