L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

"I love you" Hentai oil wrestling match

Win by making your opponent say "I love you"

The stipulations for this match were just to Ishtar's liking. It was only fitting that LAW's self-proclaimed Goddess of Love be put into a match where she would win the love of her opponent in front of the entire audience, thereby demonstrating her divine powers. Naya Kazashi would be the perfect follower as well, a beautiful girl with an incredibly fit body who had a bit of bad luck with hentai matches recently. Just looking at the silver-haired beauty made Ishtar want to wrestle her down and make sweet sweet love all night long. She would show Naya the true meaning of love tonight, and make the girl fall head-over-heels in love with her!

The venue for this match were a bit special, as Ishtar made her way down a beach towards the ring. Her bare feet sank into the soft sand as the sound of the ocean filled her ears and she breathed in the smell of the surf. The sun was almost fully below the horizon now, leaving the beach in twilight. Rows of tiki torches delineated where the ring for this match would be. Despite the lateness, there was still quite a crowd on the beach, all of them surrounding this ring lit only by firelight, eager to see this hentai match!

Ishtar stepped into the ring of torches, raising her arms and spinning around as her entrance music played over a boombox. In the flickering light of the torches, her dance became more ethereal, almost like watching an ancient ritual. Her perfumes and scented oils got carried along the ocean breeze, mixing with the smell of the sea to create an intoxicating aroma that aroused everyone watching her show. When her dance finished, the crowd erupted in cheers and applause. Ishtar gently bowed, then stripped off her dance attire before going into the ring.

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Her bare feet touched the slick mats of the ring, but as Ishtar stepped onto the oiled-up mats she did not slip. She was a bit more careful with the steps she took, but the goddess had the balance and poise of a dancer, so even if the ring was slick with oil she wasn't going to fall. She did most of her dances soaked in oil anyways, so such a feeling wasn't a foreign experience. She took a moment to take a deep inhale to breathe in the aroma of the oil. It was laced with the same aphrodisiacs she wore on her body right now, she could tell based on the smell alone, though it was quite diluted. That made her smile, as whether Naya liked it or not she was going to feel all hot and bothered, ready to receive the goddess's love. Ishtar eagerly awaited her opponent's entrance, closing her eyes and holding her arms by her sides as she stood in the center of the ring. In the flickering light of the torches, she appeared like a statue in a temple, awaiting the offerings of devoted followers in need of her love.

The beach was the only place Naya had ever really felt tranquil in her life. The woman she was today was owed entirely to the sandy shores where she had first begun wrestling, the crashing waves where she had learned how to surf, and the shimmering capes where she had so often found love. It had bothered her to think that she had gone so long without that familiar salty tang filling her scent, or the clash of cascading waves occupying her ears. But she was back now, and gifted with the perfect match to welcome her return to the cathartic coastlines that she had always considered her home.

Her eyes fixated on the golden glimmer of the water as the sun retreated beyond the horizon, the dawning of twilight being the exact time their match was scheduled to begin. She made her way through the corridor of tiki torches leading her directly to the similarly outlined ring, greeting and waving to the large crowd that flanked her on either side. Her smile widened at the eager reception, her stride strengthening with every step as the conforming sand beneath her bare feet reminded her that tonight, she wrestling in her domain.

Naya Kazashi

Her smile twitched as she stared down into pit of oil, her eyes gazing upon it's slickened surface doused with the very same substance that had caused her immense humiliation in her first hentai match. Despite her ambitions as a hentai wrestler, she had avoided matches involving aphrodisiacs ever since. Until now. The offer to compete in a venue so in tune with her spirit was too euphoric to simply pass up, and besides, she was going to have to get used to philter pleasure sooner or later.

But still she faltered, unable to take the first step, until her eyes finally rested upon the woman who occupied the center of it all. All hesitancy seemed to dispel at once as Naya gazed upon one of the most beautiful girls she had ever seen, one who stood with a graceful wisdom reminiscent of royalty. Naya gulped, unsure of what to make of the motionless woman so at peace, before ultimately deciding to let her body do the thinking for her. She took a step onto the mats, spreading her arms out on either side for balance as she tested the slippery surface beneath her. When all seemed well, she allowed her other foot to follow suit, letting out a relieved sigh as she quickly gauged the right posture to balance herself. She was primarily a wet and messy wrestler before LAW after all, one who was no stranger to oil slickened mat.

Or so she thought. Her next steps tried to carry a more familiar stride to them, but Ishtar's aura soon began to override her senses. A sultry aroma encapsulated the ring, the sweetened fragrance seizing control of her feet as if beckoning her to it's source. Her steps slowed as she closed her eyes, concentrated now on breathing in deep extracts of that enticing smell. Her next step was anything but graceful.

"Wah! Woah-wooaaah!" Naya yelped as her foot slipped out from underneath her. She tumbled forward, arms flailing wildly in the air as they grasped for anything to latch onto. They found only the flesh of her opponent as Naya grabbed onto her shoulders and slumped against the woman's breasts. Her cheeks turned into an bright shade of red, flush with embarrassment as low murmurs and giggles propagated throughout the crowd.

"Ah, forgive me, normally I don't... umm I'm Naya by the way and I...I didn't meant to-uh, ah... so sorry" Naya whispered sheepishly as she tried to regain her balanced, embarrassed for having completely ruining the majestic atmosphere precedented by her opponent.

Hearing the crowd stir, Ishtar opened her eyes just a sliver to take a peek at her opponent. As expected, Naya was quite the stunner. Even in the dim light from the torches Ishtar could tell her silver-haired opponent was beautiful. The firelight cast shadows across Naya's body, showing the definition in her tight belly and strong thighs. This girl was a real athlete, contrasting a bit with the softer appearance of Ishtar. The bikini she wore did little to hide her sexy body, getting the love goddess all worked up just from a single look!

Much like Ishtar, Naya took a moment to get used to the slick mats. Afterwards though she had no problem finding her balance. The Goddess waited for Naya to make her way over, eager to greet her in her usual manner, with a nice big hug to bring their bodies tightly together!

As Naya got closer though, Ishtar could tell she was getting flustered. She realized that perhaps this girl wasn't expecting the Goddess to have gone all out with her intoxicating scent, especially considering they were about to wrestle in a pool of aphrodisiac-laced oil. Ishtar gasped as Naya slipped and suddenly fell forward, her hands grabbing onto Ishtar's shoulders as she fell face-first in between her breasts! That shook Ishtar out of her regal stance, eyes widening as an uncharacteristic blush appeared on her cheeks.

"Oh my!" Ishtar gasped, quickly raising her arms up to hug Naya beneath her armpits, trying to help the girl regain her balance. "Are you ok?" she asked, "I wasn't expecting you to be quite this enthusiastic about our match Naya! It's good to see that you appreciate my body though." She gave Naya a little wink as she arched her back slightly, letting her breasts bounce up a bit into Naya's face as she helped to lift the girl back up to a solid footing.

Once Naya was back up, Ishtar would tighten her hug, bringing them into very close and very intimate contact. "Don't worry Naya, I won't hold it against you," Ishtar said, "I'm happy to see you be so eager to show your love! Let's have a good match tonight, and make love to each other until the sun rises!" She smiled sweetly as she hugged Naya even tighter, purposefully pressing their breasts together to make Naya feel as flustered and aroused as possible!

A sigh of relief served as Naya's response to Ishtar's words as she eased into a more relaxed state of mind. The woman even helped her find her balance, which given her recent string of less than noble adversaries, was already more than she had expected from an opponent. She stared intently at Ishtar as the goddess reassured her and dismissed her worries, prompting Naya's gentle but confident smile to make a slow return to her face.

"Oh I'm alright. Just a little excited is all" Naya said with an awkward chuckle. "After all, it isn't every night that a girl like me gets to play with a girl like you" the silver-haired surfer purred, straightening herself out against Ishtar's tight embrace. Not wanting her own mounds to be outdone, Naya assumed a similar posture as her opponent's, wrapping her arms around her Ishtar's back and pushing back with equal pressure against her breasts.

Their combined weight was causing the oil to pool at their feet, the diluted aphrodisiac already causing warm prickles along her soles. It was a gentle reminder of what awaited them on the mats, but Naya wished to enjoy their standing embrace for just a little bit longer. "I appreciate your kindness Ishtar, it's been so long since I've been in the presence of such... hospitable company" Naya responding sincerely, rubbing her breasts up and down as a thank you to her opponent. As much as she was enjoying the intimate contact, Naya quickly gauged that her breasts might be out-squished by Ishtar's sizable orbs, and so began looking for ways to bring their embrace to the mat.

"let's make tonight worth remembering for both of us!" Naya exclaimed in agreement while squeezing the hug to the tightest extent yet, bordering on painful but not quite breaching that threshold. She began to close the narrow gap between their faces, leaning in and tilting her head with parted lips as if she was going in for a kiss. At the last second, Naya would suddenly divert course, instead placing her her head on top of her opponent's shoulder and moving her leg behind Ishtar's. In one fluid motion, Naya would push forward with all her weight, forcing Ishtar downwards by attempting to sweep her leg from out beneath her!

Ishtar let out a soft coo as Naya straightened up and hugged her back, pressing her chest into the Goddess's in what was both a loving embrace and a challenge. She immediately felt fondness for Naya, the girl had a bright personality to go along with her good looks, and didn't seem to be shy. She would be the perfect woman to turn into a proper lover.

"The feeling is mutual," Ishtar said softly in her sultry, lightly-accented voice, "I feel quite a bit of kinship with you Naya. I've met several eager lovers since coming to LAW, but I think out of all of them you feel the most pleasant." She meant that in more ways than one, as she rubbed her chest back against Naya's bust, their tits already mashing together and grinding up and down, seeking dominance over their rivals before the match even began. Ishtar's bust was a tad bigger than Naya's, so as their breasts rubbed together the Goddess slowly gained an advantage, bringing a smile to her face.

Naya seemed to notice this too, as she suddenly squeezed down hard enough to make Ishtar gasp. The girl was beginning her assault! Ishtar thought Naya was leaning in for a kiss, leaning forward as well to meet the silver-haired beauty's lips, only to be left hanging. Then she felt her legs being swept out from underneath her as Naya pushed forward and tripped her over backwards, taking her down into the oil!

"Uwah!" Ishtar gasped. She landed back first into the oil with a splash. Naya fell right on top of her, the full weight of her opponent suddenly coming down squeezing all the air from Ishtar's body. Ishtar groaned as she realized she was in a bad position, Naya having taken the lead and gained dominance early in this match!

Luckily for there though this was an oil match, making it much harder for Naya to hold her down had things been less slippery. Though Ishtar was usually loathe to break body contact, being squashed breathless underneath her opponent wasn't the kind of loving she wanted to experience this match. She would much rather be on top. So the Goddess pushed to the side, trying to slide Naya off of her while rolling them both over in the oil. Ishtar just needed a second to catch her breath, then she would immediately attack again, bringing their bodies together as she tried to slide on top of Naya, slick oil quickly covering every inch of her dark brown skin as she slid around with her opponent!

The takedown had gone exactly as Naya had planned; a simple leg sweep that would bring them both tumbling to the mat, with herself as the cherry on top. Oil spewed up around them as they crashed onto the cushioned canvas, dollops of the thick substance raining down on Naya's back. But with Ishtar still beneath her, her body was still mostly free of the stuff. She tried to keep it that way for the time being, pressing down with all her weight in an effort to keep the girl pinned beneath her.

But with Ishtar now soaked in oil and Naya left relatively dry, the silver-haired girl found it increasingly difficult to do just that. She tried to slide upwards along Ishtar's body, elevating her breasts in an attempt to go for an early smother attempt, but found herself quickly dislodged by a well timed push from Ishtar. She slipped off to the side, her body landing gently in the pool of oil. Naya lifted her head off the mat and caught of glimpse of Ishtar taking a quick breather. The girls shared huffs and giggles before throwing themselves at each other once more.

Ishtar managed to get the edge first, sliding overtop Naya just as she was trying to get back up. "Umph!" Naya gasped as she came to bear the full weight of her opponent. Naya immediately threw her arms around Ishtar's neck, denying the girl the opportunity of pinning her hands to the mat while also keeping them both in intimate contact with one another. her head remained just by Ishtar's neck, providing her with enough breathing room despite the looming weight overtop her.

"I can tell that you're used to being on top" Naya commented, her warm breath muted by the thick coat of oil layered overtop her skin. "Just don't expect me to be an easy bottom" she whispered directly into Ishtar's ear, simultaneously gyrating her belly along Ishtar's exposed torso from underneath. Ishtar's divine tits certainly weren't boding well for Naya's chest, but she endured the temporary discomfort in favor of keeping the girl pressed up close. Deceptive moans crept from Naya's lips as the two girls rubbed lovingly against each other, giving the impression that the experienced catch-wrestler was distracted by their intimate bellies. "Hope you haven't forgotten that this is still a wrestling match after all" Naya uttered, letting her coy tone slip in favor of a sly one.

Both her legs suddenly slipped out from their unguarded state beneath Ishtar, wrapping themselves around the girl's back and hooking together at the ankles. Naya applied a sudden burst of pressure to her limbs, squeezing Ishtar between her thighs while keep her head pressed close against her collar, limiting her options for escape. She held the bodyscissors only for a few seconds before relinquishing the pressure, not wanting to hurt her sweet opponent too badly. "Told you," Naya chuckled, consoling her opponent with playful nibbles on her ear.

Wrestling in oil was something of a specialty for Ishtar. The Goddess covered herself in aphrodisiac-infused oils before every match, so in a sense every one of her matches was an oil match. She knew Naya was something of a specialist in the sport as well, making it a toss up as to who really had more experience. The goddess's instincts kicked in after they fell, her arms moving almost automatically to push Naya off to the side. Luckily they were already so slippery there was no resistance from their bodies rubbing together. The sensation still delicious though, making the goddess's skin prickled up in excitement.

And in an instant Ishtar was back at it with Naya, bringing their bodies into close contact as she wrestled her down. While Ishtar was trying to get on top, she was more interested in bringing their bodies together so she could better feel her opponent's smooth skin and tight body. Rolling on top was just the side effect of Ishtar's enthusiasm. Naya had good fighting instincts too though, her as shooting up to hug behind Ishtar's head, simultaneously preventing the Goddess from pinning her limbs down while also hugging her intimately close.

"Please don't make it easy," Ishtar said, her voice tinged by small moaned of pleasure, "It feels so much better when you fight back!" Naya's belly gyrations from below drove the Goddess wild. Just from the contact alone Ishtar could tell Naya was quite a bit of talent for belly-dancing. She made a mental note to invite the girl to one of her classes to really evaluate her skills. For now though, the Goddess contented herself with matching Naya move for move, her experienced belly-dancer tummy grinding and undulating with Naya's motions, attempting to slowly squash the air from her while increasing their hot body contact to unbearable levels!

But Naya had other plans beyond just grinding bodies. "Oh!" Ishtar gasped as Naya's strong legs suddenly snapped around her hourglass waist. "Nnngh!" Ishtar grunted, suddenly breathless as Naya's powerful legs cut into her sides. It only lasted for a moment before Naya relented, but Ishtar got the message. She was a Goddess of Love, but in a wrestling match like this Naya might actually have the physical advantage!

"Haaa... You got me trapped," Ishtar moaned, turning her face back to Naya to give her her full attention, "Not bad... Not bad at all!" Ishtar began her counterattack the only way she knew how. She leaned in and locked lips with Naya, pushing her down for a deep kiss! The Goddess would have to overwhelm Naya with her love to tame her, it seemed. Ishtar pressed down with her chest as well, her big bust squashing and bullying Naya's slightly smaller chest, breasts mashed so tightly the flesh mushroomed outwards. She wanted Naya to release that pesky bodyscissor and open her body up for loving, and she wasn't afraid of using forceful pleasuring to do so!

It didn't take much contact for Naya to realize that Ishtar's belly was good for more than just dancing. The girl had complete control over every fiber in her tummy, matching Naya's gyrations muscle for muscle in a way that left both girls tingling with delight. Their flesh rolled and melded with one another, the aphrodisiac working it's magic by making the contact feel more pleasantly sensitive than it otherwise would.

A part of Naya begged her to call off her impending attack, and instead enjoy the tummy treatment in all it's wonder. But then again, she wouldn't be much of a hentai wrestler if she didn't fight to give as good as she received, and so her idle legs tensed into action, squishing the girl caught between them.

Had this been any other match, Naya wouldn't have hesitated for one second to squeeze her opponent without restraint, compressing the woman between her thighs until only mounds of flesh remained. But tonight didn't warrant such unnecessary violence, especially when the opponent trapped between her legs was one of the most beautiful and sweet women Naya had ever laid eyes on. She wanted to preserve and enjoy her, and leave every square inch of her intact to savor later on. Still, the message had been received loud and clear: Naya wasn't afraid mold the goddess into subservience if she had to!

"I sure do!" Naya acknowledge proudly, releasing the tight hug around Ishtar's neck in order to meet the girl as she turned to face her. "And unless you say those three magic words, there might be a few more of those headed your way" Her muscles flexed slightly, as if reiterating her point. Before she could do any real damage however, Ishtar had already descended down upon her, thrusting all her weight behind a deep kiss that caught Naya by surprise.

"Mmph!" Naya squirmed, instinctively tensing the bodyscissors in preparation for another attack. But as the kiss increased in intensity, Naya found her legs beginning to falter around Ishtar's waist, until only a feeble hooking of her ankles kept them in place. Her eyes fluttered madly as the diluted aphrodisiac concentrated inside her mouth, spread evenly inside her cheeks by Ishtar's probing tongue.

Each thrust of the woman's breast against hers caused her moans to louden with renewed vigor, the weight bearing down on her with equal parts pressure and pleasure. The burden on her tits should have been causing Naya to howl with discomfort, but only accepting groans made themselves heard in acknowledgment of the prowess of Ishtar's mounds. She arched her back upwards in order to challenge them, refusing to let her precious tits become pancaked between Ishtar and the canvas. She was fighting against both Ishtar and gravity itself in her noble struggle for dominance, all while the dizzying aphrodisiac continued to seep in between her lips.

This was more to the goddess's liking. As she kissed Naya and ground down chest-first, she felt the silver-haired babe weakening underneath hrler. Those powerful legs that were cutting into her waist slowly loosened, until they were just barely wrapped around her in a tight hug, only remaining in place thanks to Naya's hooked ankles. Ishtar's heavy breasts made short work of Naya's smaller pair, first crushing them with their weight and now bullying them as the Goddess pushed up and down, back and forth, using her own chest to slowly knead and grind Naya's breasts flat. Naya responded by arching her chest upwards to challenge her further, a move that delighted the Goddess. For her to do such a move when it was obvious she had already lost the contest meant that the aphrodisiacs were clouding her mind and turning what should be pain into incredible pleasure!

"If that is what you want, then I shall oblige," Ishtar thought. Taking a deep breath in their kiss, Ishtar puffed out her chest and arched her back as well, pushing her breasts down into Naya's arching chest. Her own bigger, fuller, heavier pair mashed even harder against Naya's breasts, both pairs squashing into each other and mushrooming outwards. Without the aphrodisiacs Ishtar would be feeling a bit of pain as well, but right now the pressure in between their chests brought the Goddess only pleasure as well!

She moaned into their long kiss, mouth opening as her tongue probed outwards to invade Naya's mouth. She licked at Naya's lips, trying to gain entry. Ishtar's hands reached up to grab Naya's wrists from behind her head, hoping to pull the girl's hands down and pin them against the slick mats. Her hips meanwhile shifted up and down, bouncing back and forth, trying to force Naya's legs to unhook from behind her back so she could be fully free. The crowd watching could tell what the Goddess was trying to do, she was going to use all her sexual wiles to intoxicate Naya, forcing the girl to let go and submit despite her strong initial showing, using all the aphrodisiacs she wore on her body and mixed in with the oil to her advantage to cloud her opponent's judgement and sap away any will to resist!

Naya had experienced this feeling before. It was the same feelings that had dimmed her instincts and thrown her senses in for a loop. A sultry haze that had fogged her mind, and reduced her to fodder in the middle of the ring; abused, humiliated and feasted upon. That night, the aphrodisiac had been slipped into her unknowingly like a poison pill, instantly sending her into a spiraling cloud of delirium that had taken hours to recover from. Naya was beginning to experience the first symptoms of those familiar sensations all over again, but she tried to take comfort in the fact that their was no ill-intent behind their usage this time. This time, it was only love.

But that didn't stop Naya from feeling a slight tinge of fear, even as the goddess did her best to sensually persuade her body to conform. There were at least three different ways Naya could stop her right now, but for some reason she couldn't. Or perhaps, didn't want to. Her mind was too overwhelmed to properly retaliate, and each passing second she spent as putty beneath Ishtar only saw her options to escape slowly eroded.

Her arms had been effortlessly pinned to the mat, her mouth offering nothing more than defeated moans as Ishtar's tongue slipped between her lips unhindered. Even her breasts, which had sought a defiant last stand against Ishtar's mounds, were slowly finding themselves outdone by Ishtar's counter-arc. Then there was the scent, the alluring fragrance that Naya deduced as the source of all her woes, constantly seeping into her open nostrils. All options seemed lost, until Naya remembered she still had her legs gripping around Ishtar's waist to fall back on, feeble as it was. But even that was under constant attack, as the goddess wiggled and bounced in an effort to loosen the hold. Her toes slowly slid past one another, the oily digits forcing Naya to constantly unhook and relock her ankles as quickly as possible in order to maintain the hold at all costs.

With a sudden burst of mental fortitude, Naya began her counterattack. Her legs worked tirelessly to keep Ishtar's lower half elevated above her own, in turn creating brief gaps between their stomachs that required Ishtar to work extra hard in order to fill. Her back which had been straining to maintain it's arch against Ishtar's, all of a sudden reversed direction and bent towards the mat below, before springing back up with elastic force. It was a powerful belly blow, one that Naya had timed with Ishtar's rhythmic bouncing in order to collide into her tummy with as much force as possible!

She would repeat the action as many times as was necessary, utilizing what little space she could between their stomachs in order to build up enough room to batter Ishtar's tummy with her own. With enough luck, her incessant ramming of Ishtar's belly would be enough to force her to release the pressure, if not buck her off all together!