Bikini Strip Facesit Match: Sunny Soule vs. Esther Gates (D)

[Dubski]

Sunny Soule was sending Esther up and over her with the Monkey Flip, letting out a gleeful trill as her opponent went up and over her. If anything, Sunny loved to play around with her opponents in this way. It made it more fun for her, especially with her opponents flailing for an answer. The crowd, at the very least, always seemed into it as well, and that's what really helped drive Soule forward in her nonsense. She figured Esther was still trying to catch up with how she was, hearing her groan in the sand, but the One With the Sun was already getting ready.

This time, Sunny popped her hips up and spun around on her shoulders to face Gates, before curling over and rolling to one knee, beaming happily. "Duuuude, what? Trampolines are fun though! I have other ways of having fun though..." said Soule before moving quickly towards Esther, using her quickness to duck down and swing around to the her back before applying a rear waistlock. "You like... said no way to that option though," continued Sunny, wiggling her hips against Gates' lovely behind.

"It's cool though... I'm fun in like, so many ways," concluded the Breezy Blonde. Then, Sunny would actually try to make some real progress in this match by throwing her weight back, attempting to roll back with Esther Gates with an O'Connor Roll Up. The end result would have Soule straddling the legs of her upturned opponent in a pin. Only this time, Sunny wasn't about to simply pin her. She had something else in mind. She would reach forward for those bikini bottoms of Esther to slowly shimmy them down her hips, not quite with the urgency to win the match, but just enough to put a little more worry in her opponent to realize she wasn't just some weirdo: she was a weirdo who could start winning this match when she liked.

[HotWheels]

Esther pondered making the next-first-move, but she had wrestled girls (and a couple of guys) with this sort of athleticism before. Not the kind of match pace she liked, to be honest. They could use Esther's own freight-train like momentum against her with their little evades and flips and made for a lot of frustration. Esther tried to piece together in her mind her best plan of attack, but Sunny was already back to being what she seemed good at being, a bikini-clad menace with genuine skill.

When Esther saw her move, she shifted, but the girl had her arm before she could act. Sticking out her tongue in her best silent voicing of here we go again, Esther tensed to withstand what would come next, but Sunny only bent her arm behind her. Esther kept that arm steady so she couldn't turn it into a submission, but of course, Sunny didn't intend that. She just intended to flirt. When soft hips bumped against softer rear, Esther sighed. "I like that sort of fun, but ya sounded like ya wanted to drop and go at it in the middle of the ring." She didn't add because I could not be sure if you knew where you were.

Of course, Esther mostly didn't add it because Sunny pulled and had her rolling...again. Easily plucked from the soft base of her knee, Esther growled this time as the sky and sand again spun through the levels of her vision, and a moment later, she landed on her shoulders, looking at both of her legs sprawled above her. Of more importance was the (admittedly cute) butt perched on her thighs, and after that, the hand that pawed at the edge of her own butt. Having her own chin shoved into her breasts didn't do much for her mood, either.

With a small roar, Esther exploded outward with her considerable power to throw Sunny off of her. And this time, she would be sure to get to her feet before Sunny could pull that move again.

[Dubski]

Sunny Soule was soon rolling back on top of Esther, giving little tugs on the equally little bikini bottoms of her opponent, at least until it seemed like her opponent had enough and pushed hard back at Sunny with her whole body, sending the Breezy Blonde forward and stumbling a few paces.

Sunny let out a long giggle fit as she turned, putting her hands on her knees, seeming like she was having a tremendously fun time so far. Preening, she canted her head as she looked at Gates, speaking in a flirty tone. "And what would be so wrong with, like, going at it right here babe? Are you shy? Because you totally can't wear that bikini and be shy at me right now," teased Sunny letting out a new torrent of giggles.

Finally, the Hawaiian let out a long sigh and then stood up straight. "But okay babe, you show me what kind of fun you wanted to have today," said Soule, running a hand down her own side until she got to her hip, giving it a quick bump in Esther's direction. "Seriously, all yours. Let's see what you got," added Sunny, standing and not approaching Esther Gates this time. With a cheeky grin on her face, she just watched her opponent with an expression that said she might still have something up her sleeve--or did she? It was rather hard to tell with Sunny's demeanor exactly what any look would mean, but she was at least letting Esther having a chance to breathe.

[HotWheels]

"Ugh," Esther griped. Not the disdainful, menacing ugh of a woman pissed off. More an ugh belonging to someone completely exasperated. She wanted this match...to feel like a match. They would fight, have swings of momentum, and one would swing the momentum too far for a comeback. Even Esther's spicier matches had followed that rhythm. Atop this sand, though, Sunny barely gave her a chance to get started. Well, by the sound of it, the beach beauty would love it if they started something besides wrestling.

"Because at this point, you're going to need to earn it," she answered, when Sunny seemed to voice the idea that they could skip the fighting part and head straight to fucking. They could, but the wrestler's blood coursing through her Gates veins didn't like that idea for herself or the fans or anyone. Okay, the crowd might like it, but that made Esther like it less. In her mind, this match had gone with her, at worse, naked. She hadn't touched the smothering part yet, and definitely not the potential for the finish to turn into hentai. Sounded to her like Sunny had planned only on the nudity, smothering, and hentai.

Esther didn't know what to do with that.

But she did know what to do with Sunny goading her. Nice hips or not, the couple seconds respite let Esther think, and she recalled the tactics that her parents had helped teach her when she had first fought these flippy monkeys like Sunny. Play catcher, her dad had said. Be a rock, her mom had said. Right, good advice.

Esther stepped forward slowly, though instinct told her to rush and smack the blonde into the sand. No, patience. She just stared at Sunny's posture, watching for a way she leaned or a tick or anything that would give away movement. But when she herself came close enough after her stoic walk...she lashed out with her arms, looking to grab Sunny by the strings of her top, pull her close, and lock her arms around her for a bearhug.

[Dubski]

Sunny Soule looked amused at Esther's retort, letting out a laugh. "Baaaabe, come on. I think I totally earned it, but I guess I can like, earn it more maybe?" answered The One With the Sun, grinning and licking her lower lip. It was clear she was still having a chill time with the match underway, and it would be difficult to find a way for her to change that demeanor of her's.

But what came next was a very cautiously approaching Esther Gates and a completely impassive Sunny Soule, just standing there and watching hr with amusement. "...Baaaabe?" she asked her slowly advancing opponent. And soon, Esther got ever closer.

"Are you going to--Ooooh," Sunny was suddenly interrupted by Esther finally making her move, and the hands went around her and tugged and her bikini top. Soule made no effort to stop it or reacted much at all, but even if she wanted to react after the fact, she was scooped up into a bearhug, which kept her top from being fully yanked off of her, but it did come with the drawback of being crushed against her opponent.

"Urf... your idea of fun... can use work..." grunted Sunny. True to her word, she had let Esther make her move, but it was far less entertaining as she wanted. Though, it could be worse. Her chest was against Esther's, and their athletic and warm bodies were pressed together. That was a silver lining.

However, just because Sunny let Gates have this one free move didn't mean she was going to keep letting herself be crushed by her. Sunny would draw both hands back before sending them both in a Mongolian Chop towards the neck of Esther Gates, hoping the impact of it would at least allow Sunny to be let go. Her options were understandably limited considering the punishing hold she was in.

[HotWheels]

"Yep," Esther offered in response to Sunny's unspoken question as she yanked the girl closer and flicked her arm behind the back of the other bikini-clad wrestler. Having human needs and human blood and human sensitivities, Esther could admit to herself that hugging her arms tightly to that mostly bare back and having her chest battle for supremacy with Sunny's had its appeal. With the way this match had started, however, the Aster found much more appeal in raising the slippery beach babe up and into her arms and putting the squeeze on her. For a woman who had hauled hay in her teens, Sunny's frame did not slow her down much, and she lifted her opponent high in her two-armed grip, put her chin on Sunny's shoulder, and braced her feet to keep her nice and snug in the hug.

"Somepeoplepayforthis," she said rapidly, between breaths of effort, while she pressed in on the blonde from all sides. People did, and to be honest, Esther had expected more of the "wrestling that turned into something spicier" aspect in this match. Felt spicier to her now. Looked it, too. She stole a glance at Sunny's squished cleavage that made the sun beating down from above a little hotter.

Then, she took a blow. Esther winced as two knife-like chops caught her where all those unfortunate tendons and nerves lay that kept her arms performing like they should, and she winced as she let Sunny drop back onto her feet after the impact. However, the stubborn southerner continued to hold onto the blonde, and when her traps did not feel like they were going to reverberate out of her body, she just decided to throw herself forward and try to slam Sunny into the sand beneath her.

[Dubski]

Sunny squirmed in Esther's grasp until she finally had enough and slammed two chops onto her neck with the Mongolian Chop. Her lavender-haired opponent seemed to have taken the shots hard enough to drop down Sunny to her feet and ease up on the pain, allowing Soule to take a deeper breath. Sunny wasn't much for traditional striking like that, but with her options limited, she had to dig deeper into her arsenal for it. The Breezy Blonde tried to pull away, but Gates still had her in her grasp, making her roll her eyes.

"Babe, you had your--" and then a tackle came forward... and a rather sloppy one at that. Esther's body came crashing down on top of Soule's more slim frame, slamming her whole weight on top of her as they both fell. This winded Sunny all over again as she grunted out loud. "Unnnnh...!" Although, with a girl as beautiful as Esther Gates on top of her, she figured it could be worse. But it could have been better.

Soule would then let one hand run through Esther's light hair as she remarked, "I say we both just lay like this for a while..." said the Hawaiian, mustering a smile through the crushing pain in her chest and back. With her other hand, she would then reach down, giving Gates a hard spank to the ass and groping it. She then wriggled underneath them, their fit bodies rubbing against one another. In actuality, Sunny would prefer anything other than Esther laying on top of her, despite how cozy it may be.

[HotWheels]

A little sand flew into Esther's face as they landed. That was an annoyance, but her elbows hitting the ground hard as they remained beneath Sunny's figure eclipsed annoyance. They were going to bruise and hurt in the morning with that almost three-hundred-pound combined impact. But Esther grimaced and persevered, glad she still had a grip on Sunny. The longer she held her, the less flipping the gorgeous gymnast-in-practice could do and the less Esther would get flung around the makeshift ring.

Between that relief and Sunny again running a hand through her hair, Esther forgot herself and sighed in pleasure. She caught herself with a wince. She probably shouldn't have done that, should she? Sunny would run with that one.

Of course, Sunny was already running with her predicament. Of course, she wanted to lay like they did for a while. Esther admitted that aside from her aching arms grinding into the sand, the position felt good for her. Lying atop the warm skin of another woman in the sun? It seemed the material for a fine date. But this match didn't amount to a date. "I thought you didn't like thi...is!", Esther said, trying to be sassy but breaking into a squeak when Sunny slapped her on the ass.

After a moment to process, and as an ass-slapper herself, Esther yanked one of the arms from beneath Sunny so she can slap the part of the blonde's cute butt that wasn't buried in the sand, the smack harder and louder than Sunny's. The bleacher fans cried their appreciation. Esther realized...Sunny might like that.

[Dubski]

Sunny Soule was underneath Esther, will little more than squirming and writhing under her to do. Except for the hand going through that lavender hair that seemed to really turn Gates' crank for a moment. And then the spank to her tight little rear, which surprised her opponent, eliciting a small giggle from the Breezy Blonde as she smiled at her opponent.

Then, she felt a shifting underneath her Esther's arms began shifting under her, and then lower yet, and her body was shifted to allow for Sunny to get a spank on her ass as well! "Ooooooo!" shouted Soule in delight, shivering. And then in the next moment, using that shifting and the slight loss of leverage of Esther to grapevine their legs together and roll on top of Esther now, taking the top position now and placing her hands in the sand, hovering over her. What remained of her undone bikini dangling down, slightly covering her mostly uncovered breasts as she looked down at Gates.

"Babe, I love this," cooed Sunny, locking eyes with Esther as she kept their legs tied together. And then she leaned back a bit, her flexibility doing her well as she slid her hands to Gates' waist. She thought she found a chink in whatever armor that Esther was trying to put up now. She wanted to change up strategies and see how her hot opponent would react. Soon, a firm grip would start massaging Esther's sides, groping her flesh and moving back to her hips, then forward to put one hand on Esther's stomach, giving a talented and firm rub there as well as she kept her eyes on Esther, sliding her hands all over her midsection. "How does that feel, though...?" asked Sunny in a sultry tone, hair and tasseled bikini dripping down her body, just slightly obscuring her bare chest as she worked to pamper that toned midsection of Esther Gates.

[HotWheels]

Sunny did like that.

Esther regretted her choice to return the spank with a more aggressive one of her own, even as much as she liked spanking people to get a rise out of them. Sunny almost purred when Esther smacked her ass, and the southerner thought she might be better served using her hands for something besides playing Sunny's little game along with her. But before she could reconsider and go back on the offense, she felt the familiar sensation of bare legs snaking against her own bare legs, and Esther didn't have time to kick her own legs free before the limber beach babe neatly cinched her into a grapevine and spread her legs far enough that Esther's leverage disappeared.

The curse she kept inside as Sunny flipped them over, grinding Esther's back into the rough sand. She liked it better when it was the sun behind her and Sunny beneath her. Better yet, she liked it better when Sunny didn't have any advantage. Now Sunny had both the top and a pair of captured gams stacked in her corner, and Esther's snatching back and forth beneath her with a few sounds of exertion didn't get her anywhere. She tried to squeeze her legs together as a second resort, but Sunny's proved equal to the challenge. Crap.

And through it all, Esther could only look up at Sunny's face...and at her pert breasts occasionally peeking from beneath her partially dangling bikini top. Why did she have to look so good? Better yet, why did what she started doing with her hands feel so good?

Esther still had the use of her arms, and she started to raise them and pull Sunny's hands off of her. She only made it to one before the other found a spot that made her react more strongly than she expected with the electricity it seemed to send up to her chest and down between her legs. She froze, just holding onto Sunny's wrist while both hands continued to work. Even hearing the crowd whoop and holler at the scene didn't get her back into the right mindset for several seconds, and Esther also didn't have an answer for Sunny's question besides her heavy breathing and a perky presence showing itself through her bikini top. Having her legs spread in the grapevine to feel the sea breeze just made it all...worse. Better?

She had to fight back, though. Fumbling for what would dissuade Sunny, since nothing seemed to do so, Esther leaned up an inch to look over Sunny's body, and she reached out to try and finish ripping off Sunny's top with one hand and grip at the waistline of her bottoms with the other in an effort to pull them loose, too.