Madeline Christiansen vs. Serena Kay Thomas - Overwhelming Bloom

[Lightman]

“See how great it is to be at the bottom~?” Madeline gave a wry smile, which contrasted with the steady grip she had on Serena. The blonde found herself on top, as she probably desired. But she’d end up biting off more than she could chew once she’s brought close into the arm triangle. She didn’t squeeze with too much force. This was still a sensual bout, and Madeline’s willing to keep the same temperature as her opponent. It was one thing she liked about grappling. Before you know what’s going on, your fate is sealed. And it offered a great way to control your opponent.

That’s not to say Serena is completely without options. Considering Madeline wasn’t looking to submit her, Serena’s free hand was left to wander. Madeline felt it patting around her taut stomach before it would find those breasts. The Briton gave a purr as soon as she felt that hand caress and knead at those bountiful orbs. “My my~. Those hands must have been itching for these. Can’t keep those hands to yourself, hmm~?” As much as this is a sensual battle, Madeline couldn’t help but indulge in this little massage. Not while Serena still knew who held control.

[PurpleMage]

There was no way around the fact that Serena was firmly held under control, and even if that was a downside to her current position in the match there were a couple silver linings to the situation: the first of all was the fact that she wasn’t in a match in which moves like that would get her rival closer to victory. The second was the fact that it was the blonde the one advancing on that department, her free hand making the most out of the situation by massaging and mashing Madeline’s breasts, and hearing the British’s purrs gave away that in some way that strategy was working.

Upon hearing her rival’s teasing about her not being able to resist, Serena chuckled. “Don’t get me wrong, hot thing: in this ring I just want to make you cream yourself and fast. For the rest we can talk when the match is over.”, she responded with a teasing tone in the second part. Then, as if wanting to show how her statement was for real, Serena’s hand travelled from Madeline’s breasts, made its way down her stomach once again to rest against her bikini-covered crotch before starting rubbing it with the tip of her fingers at a steady pace that would get Madeline going without feeling uncomfortable.

[Lightman]

As Serena’s hands squeezed on those bountiful bosoms, Madeline’s grip squeezed harder, whittling away at the Siren’s stamina. Though as much as the physical sense was all in Madeline’s favour, it still didn’t help that Serena’s hands explored without impunity. Madeline did like having those breasts massaged, much like most pleasurable acts there are in hentai, so it wasn’t so bad to indulge a bit.

However, Madeline would be shown the error in letting Serena have free rein to wander uninterrupted. The blonde’s hand would soon make its way towards that crotch, feeling those fingers press and rub against the tingling crotch. Although still clothed, Madeline could feel those skilled digits dig in and stroke at a steady pace. “Ohhhh~!” Madeline let out a soft gasp, her crotch getting worked up, finding herself receiving more than she should have!

Using the leverage she had, Madeline sought to roll the two over, so that she would be the one on top. As soon as that happened, the Englishwoman would use her nearest leg to press up against Serena’s crotch, getting a suitable position to grind and hump against it.

[PurpleMage]

Serena knew that she had to capitalize on the fact that she was more experienced in the hentai wrestling scene than her rival, and that started to show when the blonde quickly turned the tables and started getting some purrs of content out of her rival. True to her style, the Siren didn’t run around the bush and focused mainly on getting Madeline aroused as quickly as possible, rubbing against her still covered but not for too long crotch.

However, Madeline wasn’t just going to stand idle and let Serena do as she pleased for too long. After not so long, the brunette would start fighting back. At first overcoming her bucking wasn’t that hard, but in the end the English’s resolve to roll them over was just too big and positions switched once again. This time Madeline had a plan though, and quickly started humping against Serena’s crotch. The blonde repressed a pant of excitement and quickly started searching for an escape route. She would try to get a lock on her rival’s shoulders and neck to force a release from the sensual hold she was being subjected to in hopes to return to dominance.

[Lightman]

Madeline can’t tell just how much Serena had over her in experience, but the Siren still knew what she was doing. Her feverish rubbing on Madeline’s crotch was effective in getting the Englishwoman to switch positions, lest she get caught up and succumb deeper to the Siren’s wiles.

Unfortunately for Serena, she found her crotch stimulated after being rolled over, finding herself underneath the English Rose. Madeline’s quad muscle flexed against the clothed pussy, generating enough friction that would get a suppressed, yet passionate reaction from Serena. The brunette would soon feel the blonde pushing against her, forcing the two apart, their upper bodies peeling off. Well, mostly their faces, the breasts would take much effort to part from each other. “And you were making much progress~…”

With Serena’s rubbing on her pussy pausing to focus on escape, Madeline shifted her head and body to slip herself from Serena’s grip, all the while her hands would shoot to latch onto Serena’s wrists, seeking to pin those limbs above that blonde mane. Should all that work out, Madeline would press her bigger body on top of Serena, breasts mushrooming fully, her face an inch away from the American.

“There’s no need to rush. We can just take our time.” She would say as she began to roll her breasts on top of Serena’s own, her abs and crotch grinding against each other as she seeks to hump against the blonde. “Let it percolate and rise to a fever~…”

[PurpleMage]

At first Serena was successful in getting a grip on her rival’s head and shoulder, bringing the two together again but in a different way. The Siren’s hopes were to make the hold so uncomfortable to her rival so Madeline would lose her dominant position, but Serena wasn’t taking into account the arena’s humid atmosphere neither Madeline’s raw strength, and with a combination of both the brunette managed to get free quickly.

From there things didn’t go so well for Serena. Her arms were trapped above her head and now that Madeline knew she was in a truly dominant position the brunette leaned forwards so she was docking her body against Serena while whispering soft things to her, rubbing their bodies together. The situation was far from ideal since there was nothing Serena could do to prevent Madeline from having her way. Any movement the Siren would do would just further the pleasure they were experiencing, and her arousal was starting to ramp up now that she had some serious contact with Madeline. “Goddamnit...” Seeing no other option to her predicament, the blonde would tense her muscles and work on fighting back her rival’s rubbing, her only hope at the moment going for a chicken race to see who got lost to pleasure first, a race she hoped she could win but she wasn’t so sure...

[Lightman]

“The thing with me…” Madeline paused, her breasts rolled down on Serena’s. “…I can easily make you cream yourself, and still enjoy myself~.” The space between them had somehow grown lesser and lesser and how the full mass of Madeline’s breasts was forcefully rolling over her opponents. Forcing them to either fully flatten over her ribs and collarbone, or squish out to the side.

A flush formed on Madeline’s face, rosy as the flowers that surround them, yet her smile was anything but shaky. The rolling rub had made her slide her body down Serena’s, their faces close, panting into one another’s faces.

Though Serena was far from helpless. Just as Madeline was getting into a dominant rub, Serena was getting into it as well. The Englishwoman sighed, with Serena putting herself into this chicken race. Which one cums first?

“You’re going all in, eh? Alright then…~” Madeline purred. Now, the friction from her tensing abs got even harder. A raw friction, like a wet towel, scrapped up her tummy. Strong abs dug into the blondes, seemingly digging into them with every inch of their hot, slick skin tugging and kissing. Sliding, grinding up her belly with an intense and sticky heat, as if every millimetre of their toned tummies was trying to catch and pull against one another. Vibrations of pleasure travelled across the nerves; the sort that would force even the most inert of bodies to tense and tighten with arousal and sheer enjoyment.