City and Country Clash! Allison Tumbleweed v. Julie Dykstra-Liao (D) - Standard Match

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Julie suppressed a giggle as Allison writhed against her breasts. Those moans felt damn good, even through the fabric. But at the same time, the Notorious JDL really didn't have much air to spare, lest she become the Notorious TKO. So she just pressed, wiggled, and grinded her sports bra-covered chest against Allison's face, hoping the friction got across just how much she enjoyed their contact.

It didn't last for too long, though, as Allison soon released her vice-grip and shoved Julie to the mat. The streamer hit the canvas with a girlish squeal, as if she were a tipsy prom date. Those giggles turned to cooing sighs as Allison rubbed at her thighs and abs, sending massaging waves of satisfaction across her body. Julie felt her legs loosen around Allison's waist, keeping them just tight enough to keep the blonde right where she was but not tight enough to hurt. One hand laid across the back of Allison's, following along as the Texan rubbed away at her body. The other raised two fingers, hooked in a come-hither motion -- a daring request for more, clear as day.

"Under your skin, huh? I wonder what else I could get under... like maybe those clothes of yours? Or your bedsheets, later tonight?" Surely the live audience would love this playful, suggestive teasing of hers. But Julie wasn't just playing to the crowd here. After all, both she and Allison had worked hard to earn their respective bodies. Why not share them a little bit longer... or offer to share them some more later?

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Oh she was getting under something alright. Allison couldn’t stop the soft sigh from leaving her lips as her hands traced along the musculature of the Californians abs and thighs. And she was happy to see that her work wasn’t going unnoticed if the reactions from said brunette were any indication. It was starting to get mighty hard to focus on the match and instead to move on to a much more intimate form of wrestling.

At least her abs were on fire anymore, thanks to Julie loosening her legs slightly. But not enough to fully release the cowgirl, enough to remind her that she was still trapped in a sense. A small but satisfying moan groaned out as she felt Julies fingers tracing up her back in a form of compensation for the cowgirls work. And despite them being a small touch, the blonde couldn’t help but straighten herself at it.

Of course then the Californian had to issue a challenge. Sure she gave an invitation so thinly veiled that one could say that it was covered with plastic. But the come hither motion she did with her fingers brought a challenging quirk of Allison’s eyebrow. ”Ya really know how to tempt a girl now don’t ya darlin. And I’d be more than happy to accept missy. But there’s only one little problem.” she whispered hotly.

Then the cowgirl suddenly would grab hold of Julies thighs and roll to the side. Rolling herself upside down and the Californian onto her front. Still keeping her grip, the cowgirl would then roll back and seat herself onto the back of Julie once more! Only this time instead of a camel clutch, it was a Boston crab! “We need to get through this here match first sweetheart! Then we can have all the time in the world alone!”

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Julie looked at Allison like she was the Big Man on Campus during a frat party. Their touching, rubbing, grinding, groping, all of it was the perfect foreplay for Julie. More than enough to get her ready for the main event. At least until the Texan flipped around and rolled into a Boston Crab!

Even though she was far more familiar with MMA than with pro wrestling, Julie was a smart girl. She'd familiarized herself with the basic rules and tactics before stepping into the ring. As nice as it felt to have Allison's toned ass on top of her, the way that her opponent was bending her legs in half felt much less nice. So sacrifices had to be made.

Julie crawled towards the edge of the ring, both loosening the tension in her thighs and reaching for a rope break! Once she touched the ropes, the streamer rose to a knee, eager to get back to her feet.

"Alright Tex, then let's finish up things in here so we can... finish up some other way?" Usually, her flirting game was way stronger than this. But fighting took a lot out of a girl. Either way, Allison was hot, Julie was turned on, and she really wanted to head backstage.

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A long satisfied sigh brushed past the cowgirls lips as she once more sat down on Julies back. Only instead of her chin in her arms, it was the Californians legs. Still had the same basic concept though, Allison would pull back and Julies spine would suffer for it. As much as the cowgirl loved the little moments she was having with the brunette. She felt that she still needed to remind her that they were in a match.

Of course that didn’t mean you it had to end. Something Allison wanted to convey as she released one of Julies legs and instead transitioned her hold into a single legged Boston crab. Her free hand now sliding slowly down the brunettes thigh before stopping between her legs. There Allison would let out another small moan as her hand got to work rubbing the Californians crotch. Much to the delight of the crowd watching.

Sadly however, just as the cowgirl reminded Julie that they were still in a match. The Californian had to do the same for her. And now with a leg free, the brunette would quicken her pace towards the ropes. Crawling across the canvas before reaching salvation and grabbing tightly. The referee quick to step in and tell the cowgirl to release. She did, but only after a few more quick rubs.

Then she was back to her feet and watching as Julie sluggishly climbed to her own. Still strong enough to run her mouth it seems. ”I’m all for that little invitation missy. Sadly though.” she giggled while grabbing Julie by her ponytail and dragging her back to the center of the ring where she would lock her into an abdominal stretch. “It’s all on you whether or not this match’ll finish. So whadaya say darlin? You willin to give up?” she asked. Stretching the Californians core in the straining hold. Their bodies pressed tightly together and slightly rubbing up against each other.

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Even in an actual MMA match, Julie probably wouldn't have complained if her opponent decided to grope her in the middle of the ring. Fighting got her blood rushing, and even if it was a different kind of rush, she didn't mind soothing it another way. This, though? Here in LAW, this kind of thing almost the norm. Even before the opening bell, Allison's skimpy attire had shown off just how easy on the eyes she was. Then came a lot of hot-and-heavy contact between the two of them. So really, Allison pawing between her legs was to be expected.

So expected, in fact, that Julie couldn't help let out a girlish whine as the Texan got off of her. Even if that was what Julie was hoping to achieve with the rope break. And then when Allison went right back in and all but dragged her to the center of the mat, some part of her felt satisfied just to be within arm's reach of her again.

And just like it had during much of the match, that pleasure was quickly whisked away, replaced with pain, and then reintroduced to the mix. Even after bracing her chiseled core, the ab stretch still hurt a bit. Not enough to force her to submit -- the fire of the skin-on-skin contact between her and Allison was a great distractor -- but it hurt.

"Hmm..." Julie hummed for a moment, grinding her butt against the front of Allison's groin as she considered the blonde's question. "Sorry, but on second thought, I think I wanna have a bit more fun in here." Then, she swung one leg forward and bumped her hip up just so, using Allison's ab stretch to help her out. If JDL successfully shifted Allison's weight up onto her hip, she would then reach up, grab one of Allison's arms, and flip her down onto the mat for a classic hip throw!

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Aww. Now Allison felt bad. Not because she had tortured Julies back to the point that it had to be hard for the girl to stand up straight. But that the cowgirl didn’t continue her rubbing further. Allison was certain that if she dragged Julie back to the center of the ring but continued to pet her crotch, the Californian would have had no complaints. The cowgirl certainly wouldn’t have any

But that was fine, for Allison had another idea for them to get all nice and close with one another. Using the Californians ponytail as a form of leash, the cowgirl would drag her back to the center of the ring and lock her in an excruciating abdominal stretch hold. Pulling more on Julies already battered core and asking if the girl was ready to call it a quits.

But Allison was idle while she waited for her opponents answer. Her free hand would glide along Julies belly before reaching up to give the Californians breast a small squeeze. She even planned on moving it down to Julies crotch only for the Californian to beat her to it as she began to grind her ass against her crotch. Moaning hotly against her sexy opponents ear, Allison moved to kiss along her neck.

That is. Until she heard the Californians answer. And suddenly her ass smacked hard against her crotch, forcing Allison to bend over. From there Julie was able to quickly grab her arm and pull her over her shoulder into a hip toss! The world suddenly turned upside down as the cowgirls back hit the canvas with a thud! The wind slightly knocked out of her from the counter.

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When Allison's back slammed against the mat, all Julie could do was just stand there for a second and catch her breath. Her skin burned with the lingering ghosts of Allison's palm gliding against it. Her neck yearned for continued contact with the Texan's soft lips. Even her rear end felt strangely lonely, missing the sensation of grinding on her blonde opponent.

But Julie still had a job to do, and if she let those fantasies play out in her mind for too long, she might end up losing her momentary advantage. Besides, it wasn't as if she couldn't indulge in those fantasies a bit. After all, this was LAW. She winked at the referee, sliding one finger across her own pursed lips. "Shhhh!" The match official had been pretty permissive over the last few minutes, but even so, Julie didn't want to get disqualified just because she wanted to have a little fun.

And that's exactly what Julie did: have a little fun.

She stepped over Allison's supine form before sitting atop her waist, as if entering full mount. One hand rubbed wide circles across the Texan's abs, just barely brushing against the bottom of her chest. The other supported Julie's weight as she started to lean down. Her tanned, toned legs started to snake through Allison's before hooking just above her ankles. By the time she stretched the grapevine out, Julie was fully prone atop her opponent, her chest pressing into Allison's.

"I think this is a good way to end things," she purred, just as the referee slid in to start a pin-count. "Don't you agree... Tex?"

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Allison swore she could’ve held the Californian city girl in that hold all night long. The cowgirl wouldn’t have even been truly stretching her either! Just simply holding her there while she played with that beautiful tanned body to her desires. The grinding of her ass against her groin was just the cherry on top for the cowgirl, it told her that Julie loved it just as much as she did.

Unfortunately, just like with Allison before. This didn’t fully quell Julies fighting spirit. Such as when she forced Allison to bend over slightly from a surprise booty bomb before flipping her over her shoulder and sending the cowgirl crashing onto her back with a thud. Now the move wasn’t exactly painful persay, but it did knock the wind out of Allison temporarily. Giving Julie plenty of time to compromise.

And oh. Comprise she did.

Allison picked up her head slightly when she heard the brunette shooshing the referee. And she couldn’t stop a small but eager smile from growing on her lips as she felt Julies warm body lay on top of her. She did even care that she was being trapped in a grapevine, the feeling of their breasts pressing and rubbing against one another was enough for the cowgirl.

”Ohhh yes darlin. Allison purred right back. “But shouldn’t you have known by now?” she said before suddenly using her strength to twist their bodies over! The cowgirl now pinning the Californian onto the canvas. “Ah like to be on top.” she giggled before finally deciding to screw it and crashing her lips against Julies in a heated and sexy kiss.

The referee and her counting went completely ignored.

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"One..."

The three-count started. But the match official might as well not have even been there with how intently Julie was looking at her opponent. Green met blue as the streamer stared into Allison's eyes, her expression a cocktail of smugness, arousal, and exhaustion. Almost every inch of their fronts was in contact with that of the other. Their abs were flush against one another, Julie's toned ones gliding against her opponent's softer counterparts. Arms were pinning down arms and legs snaked between legs. And even with the extra support offered by her sports bra, her breasts still squeezed a bit as they pressed into Allison's.

"Hmm... oof!"

And then Allison flipped them over, with not a sound from Julie beyond that brief grunt as her back hit the mat. Well, that and a low, guttural growl -- more like a purr, really -- that rumbled from her throat. One that was quickly silenced by a heated, needy kiss courtesy of the beautiful blonde above her! The Californian hummed into the kiss, satisfied. Her eyes fluttered closed as she drank in the feeling of finally getting some relief from the tension in the air.

"One..."

Meanwhile, the referee once again started a pincount, this time against Julie.

And once again, Julie saw no need to care.

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And just like that. All the tension that built up between the two opposites finally began to boil over. Twisting over their positions so that Allison was now on top, the cowgirl could contain herself no longer and would send her lips down onto Julies in a steaming kiss. Engaging the Californians tongue with her own in a much more active wrestling match. Trying to pin it down and dominate the Californians mouth and suck the life out of her. Make her hers.

The crowd couldn’t get enough of it, going insane as the thick tension that even they noticed finally broke into little bitty pieces. But Allison simply drowned their cheers out and only focused on what was happening now. Which is why she didn’t notice the boos that rang out when the referee slid down beside them and began to slap the canvas for the final count.

One.

Two.

Three.

That’s game

Allison only realized she had won when she heard the bell ringing. Yet even then, she didn’t immediately get up. Instead she released the kiss and would trail her lips down to Julies neck and to her ears. ”Aw well. That’s disappointin ain’t it. And just when it was gettin good too.” she giggled nibbling on Julies ear.

Only to suddenly untie her legs and stand up to her feet. Giving the Californians chest a nice little flick as she did so before posing over Julies body. Making absolutely sure that the Californian could see her wink. The cowgirl would then collect her hat and make her way out of the ring. But not before giving one last word to Julie. “Ya ever want to continue where we left off. Well, I’m sure you will figure out where to find me. Later darlin!”