Julianne Aves (D) vs. Esther Gates: To Preen, or Not to Preen

[HotWheels]

Esther could feel it. The confidence, the pleasure...and maybe her arousal too...all swelled as she plopped onto Julianne's chest, got a good look at the woman's clearly annoyed face and at herself perched atop the curvy beauty, and managed to get those thick legs lifted so the crowd could enjoy a good look at her rear. Esther enjoyed it, too. She peered down at it as she held Julianne's legs aloft, but she had to split her attention between seeing what Julianne was doing behind her for a few seconds and sighing in satisfaction. Yep...she had started to really feel herself in the moment.

"That really what you want?", Esther asked, more than a bit sensually, and added a wiggle to her hips. "You just more of a tits girl, or what's the deal?" Was she expecting a straight answer to that question? Not really. She didn't expect Julianne to exactly submit to this sort of hold and positioning, either. It looked embarrassing, sure, but no doubt any self-respecting wrestler had been through far worse in the pain and shame department. That didn't mean the southerner wouldn't enjoy milking it a bit longer.

She reached down and smacked Julianne on the rear. Wasn't the hardest slap on the ass she had ever delivered, no, but it was good enough that it could surely be heard six or seven rows up. Grinning to herself, she glanced over her shoulder as quickly as she could, trying to catch Julianne's reaction. "You sure worked on yours, so you must think it's good for something."

Right, right. That was enough fun though. "Look, we both know what we're here to do, so uh, keep that in mind, huh?" With that partial warning delivered, the southerner dropped the pretty peacock's legs, shifted so her legs drew in so she was sitting on her knees, and started to slide her rear back, almost bouncing with the anticipation of covering that pretty face in ass.

[ADarlingDucky]

Having Esther drop down in the splits and land on top of her chest certainly wasn't good for the air that Julianne was trying to keep, the impact pounding the breath from her lungs as she was left wheezing underneath the lavender haired beauty! Esther certainly was enjoying it however, and as she grabbed hold of the peacock's legs, folding them up nicely while she sat atop her, Julianne was left in a relatively embarrassing position, her foe showing off her ass, while keeping Julianne pinned down with her own! It wasn't enough to get her to submit of course, but she would have preferred to get out of this spot as soon as possible, but there was not much she could do this short on air!

Of course, Julianne's rather short request for Esther to get up and off of her would not actually end up getting her foe off of her, instead earning Julianne a few teasing comments and a wiggle of Esther's large rear end on her chest! She had quite the large and shapely ass, Julianne just wished that it wasn't currently pinning her down and stopping the peacock from taking control of the match, but while she was here, she might as well make it known that she would much rather be the one on top!

"It's not about being a tits or ass girl, it's about being- AAH!" Julianne began, only to stop short of finishing with a sudden yelp as her opponent reached down and delivered a firm swat to her ass, spanking her hard enough for a few in the arena to hear! Julianne's cheeks jiggled, a pleasing sight for the audience no doubt, and it was most certainly not something she wanted repeated! Fortunately for her, Esther would soon release her legs and let them flop to the mat! Unfortunately for her, Esther wasn't showing her mercy, but rather relinquishing her grip on the peacock's lower half so she could pull her legs together underneath her, and slowly begin inching back, bringing that massive rear end closer and closer to Julianne's face!

"Ow... wait, what are you doing?! No, no no no no! Don't you dare do it!" Julianne cried out, shaking her face as she saw Esther scoot further and further backwards, that thick ass getting closer and closer to her face! Unfortunately, Julianne had little fight in her right now, and so she could do nothing besides squirm as Esther got closer and closer, with Julianne's protests the only thing that might dissuade her from getting a faceful of ass... though that was looking highly unlikely!

[HotWheels]

Esther's grin stretched wider at Julianne's frantic protests, that high-pitched "no no no no" hitting her ears like the sweetest music. The peacock's squirms vibrated right up through her chest, a delicious little tremor that had Esther's thighs flexing on instinct, the thin straps of her bikini bottoms already damp and clinging from the sweat-slick slide of skin on skin.

She paused for just a beat, hovering there on her knees, that round, firm rear of hers inches from Julianne's flushed face - close enough for the blonde to feel the heat rolling off her. A hot coil tightened in her belly as she savored the view over her shoulder: those wild eyes, that parted mouth gasping for air she wasn't gonna get easy.

"Shhh," Esther crooned, voice dropping to a husky purr that dripped with mock sympathy, one hand trailing lazy circles along Julianne's inner thigh just to feel the goosebumps prickle up. "Ain't anything to fuss over. Just a little Southern hospitality - gonna give you somethin' real nice to think about while you're tappin' out." Her free hand braced on the mat for balance, abs tightening into those sharp, glistening ridges as she arched her back a touch, putting her ass on full display for the roaring crowd. The cheers washed over her like a wave, fueling that frisky buzz under her skin, making her hips twitch forward on their own.

With a playful little bounce, like she was settling into a favorite barstool, Esther finally committed, sliding that thick, sweat-sheened rear back and down. The first contact was electric: soft curves meeting the bridge of Julianne's nose, the give of her cheeks molding warm and heavy over flushed skin. Esther let out a low, throaty hum of satisfaction as she ground down slow and deliberate, feeling the frantic puff of hot breath against her through the flimsy bikini fabric. Friction sparked everywhere - the dig of Julianne's chin into the cleft of her ass, the way her own thighs quivered from the strain of holding position, that insistent ache blooming hotter between her legs with every tiny shift.

"Whoo, there we go," she sighed, rolling her hips in a lazy figure-eight that smeared sweat and heat across Julianne's features, her voice breathy. "How's that feel, peacock?" She reached back, fingers splaying possessively over one of those jiggling cheeks she'd spanked earlier, giving it a teasing squeeze to punctuate the taunt - CRACK - another sharp swat echoing out, not brutal but enough to sting and sting sweet.

[ADarlingDucky]

The longer that Julianne languished beneath Esther, the more annoyed she was finding herself getting, the southern belle atop her stealing more and more of her spotlight with every second that went by, a fate that Julianne simply couldn't accept. And yet, it was always possible for things to get worse, the peacock quickly realizing just how possible that was when Esther began to work her way backwards, slipping down the length of her body, that thick southern ass getting closer and closer to her face. Julianne let out an indignant squawk as she realized what was coming, before a series of both aggravated and shocked protests, words that had quite literally no effect on Esther's slow backwards motion!

Esther seemed to be savoring the moment, her body giving away how much fun she was having as she shifted, while Julianne's eyes grew wider and wider, unable to believe the gall of the woman atop her. But there was only so much savoring to be done, and after an anticipatory pause, Esther would slip the rest of the way back and sit down, dropping her thick ass directly on the face of Julianne, who was buried deep between cheeks faster than she could process!

"Mmmmph! Mmmmhhh!" Julianne's cries of disdain were lost, muffled into the plump ass that sat atop her face, and soon she was subject to a slow and steady motion, Esther grinding her hips this way and that atop her foe, with Julianne left to struggle underneath her. It was hot and suffocating, as her world was filled up with Esther in one of the most direct and carnal ways that it could have been, the sweat-slicked skin of Esther's plump cheeks taking up every single inch of her face. The spank that followed was enough to push Julianne over the edge, and her hands would fly to Esther's hips with a renewed vigor, looking to shove the southerner clean up off of her and free herself from the utter humiliation!

[HotWheels]

Maybe she could blame the adrenaline, or maybe she could blame the sheer, illicit thrill of having such a pristine, lovely woman squirming helplessly under her backside, but Esther felt more and more of a flush rising from her core until it crept along her stomach, her neck, her face. Every one of Julianne’s muffled, indignant protests vibrated right through the seat of her bikini, sending little electric zings straight to her core that made her toes curl. It... distracted her. Deliciously so. She probably shouldn’t have been enjoying the friction of Julianne’s desperate struggles quite this much - no one would call it proper rodeo queen behavior - but looking around at the roaring LAW crowd, nobody seemed to be complaining.

In fact, they ate it up. And Esther, ever the showwoman, knew exactly how to serve it.

With Julianne’s hands scrabbling uselessly at her hips, Esther took a moment to just preen. She looked down the length of her own body, admiring the way her toned, sweat-slicked thighs bracketed the blonde’s head, before casting a glance up at the Jumbotron. Spotting the hard cam red light, the "Aster" flashed a wicked, million-watt grin. She tossed her lavender-streaked hair back, gave a cheeky, exaggerated wink to the folks at home, and stuck her tongue out playfully, wiggling her fingers in a little wave as she rolled her hips again, grinding the "Peacock" deeper into the mat.

She looked back down, peering over her shoulder at the frantic bits of Julianne she could still see.

"Mmm, you sure are noisy down there! Keep wigglin' and vibratin' like that and I might just decide to camp out here all night. It’s gettin’ mighty comfortable!"

She grabbed her own knees, pulling them tighter to squeeze Julianne’s temples, locking her in the fleshy prison.

"So if you want any fresh air before next week, you might wanna think about tappin' that mat. Promise you I'll make it up to you~"

[ADarlingDucky]

Ass. Lots of it, thick and jiggling all over her face, all while Julianne squirmed this way and that, but Esther Gates would not cease delivering it to her. The peacock, lover of the spotlight and a woman with a very strong drive to be keeping all eyes on her, now found herself used as a seat for her opponent, the sultry southerner really getting into the position as she ground her thick ass on Julianne's face, really rubbing in her dominance, as literally as possible! Julianne was livid, but you wouldn't be able to tell as her aggravated expression was hidden between Esther's buns, leaving her to grasp at her opponent's hips in an attempt to stop the woman from grinding her ass against her face anymore, all while Esther happily bubbled on atop her.

Julianne could take quite a bit of indignation, but the idea of tapping out to Esther just to have the woman cease using her face as a butt pillow? The thought alone brought her a level of annoyance she had yet to experience, and her hands would grasp hold of Esther's hips, now managing to find a firm purchase as she looked to get control of her movement, before she would suddenly thrust her arms out!

"MMMPH!!" The muffled cry exploded from beneath Esther, as Julianne gave the hardest shove imaginable to the southerner seated atop her face, looking to end her facesitting rodeo and shove her off to the side, where Julianne would roll in the opposite direction! Her face was red, slicked with sweat, and she was breathing hard, and above all else, she wore a livid expression on her face. It was clear that Esther had stolen her spotlight, and Julianne was fuming as she freed herself, more than ready to teach this hussy a lesson!

[HotWheels]

Hell no!

Esther wasn't exactly a featherweight, and as a cowgirl, she certainly wasn't about to be unseated by a simple shove, no matter how frantic. When Julianne’s hands thrust against her hips, the Aster just rode the buck like she would a horse or a mechanical bull, her powerful thighs clamping down tighter for a split second as she rode the wave of the Peacock’s struggle like a pro. But the roll? That broke the deal and the satisfying seal. Esther started to speak, to tell her no more of that nonsense, but the second she turned her head, Julianne used the movement and friction to twist away. Friction lost the battle against the sweaty seal her ass had formed, and Esther slid off to the side, hitting the canvas with a heavy, ungraceful thud and a genuinely disappointed huff.

She sat up, brushing a lavender-streaked lock of hair out of her eyes, and let out a dramatic sigh as she took in the sight of her opponent. Julianne looked absolutely wrecked - face flushed a deep crimson, hair mussed, chest heaving - and to Esther, she looked positively delicious like that. She just wished she had remained back there. She had been working on something good, and she missed having Julianne filling that need already...

"Now why'd you have to go and ruin the fun!?" Esther called out, a breathless pout on her lips as she scrambled back to her feet. "We could've stayed like that all night! Besides, that was so fun I almost hate to hit you again... almost."

Almost. She didn't give Julianne a second to fix her hair or her ego. Capitalizing on the distance, Esther sprung into motion, her feet pounding the mat as she picked up speed, hips and thighs jiggling. She leaped, body twisting in the air, driving both feet forward in a textbook dropkick - her "Purple Footprints" - aiming squarely for Julianne’s chest to put the beauty right back flat on her back where she belonged.

[ADarlingDucky]

Julianne had found herself smothered for far too long, Esther's plump ass grinding and shaking and jiggling on her face for the delight of the crowd, the southern belle absorbing the cheers and the spotlight that the peacock thought rightfully belonged to her. As such, the peacock would suddenly give an enraged groan from underneath her foe, and push hard while twisting her body, throwing the purple haired woman off of her and suddenly sitting up, her face red and slicked with sweat, courtesy of Esther's ass. Julianne would breathe hard, taking some greedy mouthfuls of air now that she could finally breathe once more, and as she slowly began to push herself up. Of course, Esther would be moving back to her feet as well, and once she did so, she would begin an immediate charge towards the peacock, leaping up into the air to thrust both her feet in Julianne's direction.

Only, the peacock wouldn't be there when her legs fully extended. Instead, the smaller wrestler would duck out of the way and leave Esther hitting nothing but the air with her dropkick, and when she landed on the mat, Julianne would move directly into her next form of offense.

"That's ENOUGH!" Julianne's voice rang out loudly, and the anger that she had been feeling boiled over, as the diminutive woman leaped into the air, extending both feet as she aimed herself directly at Esther! And if the southern wrestler didn't get out of the way, Julianne's ass would come crashing down on the midsection of the woman beneath her, in an act of karmic justice!