Spring Time Oil Wrestling (Thalia Kallis vs Madeline Christiansen)

[TheManVan]

Grassy Field Oil Wrestling
Victory Conditions: Hentai Pinfall or Submission
Arena: A sectioned off ring of Wooden posts and rope in a field of grass

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It was a sunny day during the Spring time in Japan and seeing the opportunity of a beautiful day, it was decided that beautiful ladies needed to compete against one another in a showing of skill that emphasized these qualities. In a major park within the city, filled with blooming trees and eager onlookers of a ring hastily set up with wooden posts and loosely tied ropes, they were ready to see what the exciting match up would bring between two up and coming ladies eager to add more value to their names.

The crowd gathered around the squared circle that was set up in the middle of the park, those with a keen eye would notice that the grass within the ring was glistening as the ground was coated in oil, waiting and ready for the women competitors to arrive as even more oil was ready to be dispense with bottles of oil to coat them as well as all eyes turned towards the tent off to the side as the first of two beautiful ladies made their way out!

Spoiler

Thalia Kallis had thrown herself into the league in search of honing and sharpening herself against the toughest and sexiest of women and she has already had her share of hard battles in her new young career and she figured today was going to be no different. Her white dress fluttered in the spring winds as the crowd was forced to part as she drew closer towards the ring. Her skin was tingling with excitement at the stakes of the match with all sexual bouts, she had wrestled in several settings from inside the ring and inside of a pool, but never before in an area as open as this.

There was a level of heightened excitement from the sense of new as she arrived at the ring, stepping through the ropes and onto the oil covered grass. Making her lap around the ring, Thalia waved at the crowd and further feeding their excitement by giving them a little show as she would slowly slip the loops of her dress off of her shoulders and soon letting it drop to her feet to leave her in a tight white bikini!

Handing off her now discarded dress to one of the ringside assistants, Thalia soon took her place at the center of the grass, hands on her hips and chest puffed with pride as she waited for her opponent on this sunny day!

[Lightman]

Ah yes, Spring.

Madeline has always read up on the season in Japan back when she was still in England. The books did a great job of giving that image to make it seem like she was there. The stunning cherry blossom seasons burst into bloom, transforming into a breathtakingly beautiful wonderland as the cherry trees burst into bloom, covering the landscape in delicate shades of pink and white. With the weather warming up and new things coming into bloom, Madeline would have thought to take time to make the day free. But she was so distracted by the sights and sounds of the city, and to that extension, LAW business.

Luckily, LAW wasn't the kind of federation to be cooped up indoors when outside is this good.

As fate would have it, she wouldn't have to wait for a free day to soak in the vibrant atmosphere. LAW has found her just the match. With an intriguing theme as it turns out. Madeline was no stranger to oil wrestling, but the match type and location did raise an eyebrow. That was until she saw the opponent. Thalia Kallis. Bluenette. Grappler. Greek. Everything else made sense as soon as she figured out the deep meaning that formed this match. Although she was still relatively new in the league, just like the Brit, there was much to like. And though she hadn’t had too many bouts just yet, she knew how to leave a lasting impression. If Madeline was being wholly honest with herself, she was curious to see what the fuss was about.

Funny how life works sometimes.

Spoiler

Madeline knew how it feels to be kept waiting for too long. Not long after, Madeline walked out with a flourish of her arm, letting the light catch the brightness of the white and red outfit she wore. While it's definitely more elaborate than what Thalia came out in, it's definitely fitting. All the while a large alabaster jar was carried on her shoulder. Despite the juxtaposition of her nature, Madeline came off as royalty of a faraway land. Which does make sense, given her background, Madeline knows how to pull it off like nobody can. She walked down to the makeshift ring, slipping underneath the top rope. Immediately, Madeline can feel the difference between the grass outside and inside the ring, as if stepping into another world. A world where it's just her and the bluenette in the white bikini. The audience whistled and called her way, but inside the hastily made ring, Madeline's mind was elsewhere. Her eyes were set on the woman across from her, finally getting a clear view of tonight's competition, enjoying what she was seeing.

"I would be remiss if I went against my teachings and did not come with a gift~." Madeline peeked out of the ropes so that she can retrieve the jar that she carried in. "The finest Koroneiki olive oil from The Messinia in the Peloponnese. I believe if we are to do this, we do this right." Placing the jar in the middle of the ring, Madeline stepped back, beginning to take out the jewelry adorned on her body.

[TheManVan]

Thalia waited amongst the oily grass for her opponent to see just what kind of woman it was the management had found for her. And they definitely did not disappoint as a beauty soon arrived through the crowd wearing a similar dress to Thalia’s disrobed one. The sight of the brunette earned a purr from Thalia, her looks were top quality and so was her dress, giving the fight a tradition and almost ritualistic feel to this oil wrestling match! A smile curled on her face as she waited in the ring, her eyes never once leaving her opponent.

There was a height advantage going towards Madeline’s way, implying her opponent had greater reach than her but Thalia was mostly unconcerned since height was less effective once they were down on the grass, but that didn’t take away any bit of Madeline’s beauty as Thalia couldn’t help but noticed the fancy jar she carried with her.

“Oh? Not only are you beautiful, but you’re going to spoil me with gifts? What a magnificent day this is turning out to be.” Thalia purred, her lips curling even more as she began to move forward and stood opposite of the jar, the only thing separating the two of them while Madeline began to take off her exquisite jewelry. Thalia was watching with gleeful intent, as if trying to start the match already with eye gaze alone to her opponent, leaning forward to run her fingers along the alabaster jar.

“Now then, whenever you’re ready…shall we slather each other with this fine oil you brought? Or….shall we dump all at once on ourselves and get this started?”

[Lightman]

Do as the Greeks do, Madeline would think. Although LAW would have brought their own oil in themselves, Madeline was not going to suffice with anything less than the best. Which is why she had to call up a few favors to bring in such oil to Japan. She felt like a goddess bringing such oil, from the jar to the attire she was wearing. And Madeline was itching to have this lady call her as such before the match is done.

Maddie could only chuckle as soon as she heard Thalia consider this to be spoiling her with gifts. "This isn't just a gift for you, just so you know." Madeline was quick to point that out. The jewelry came out one by one, placing it just outside the hastily-made ring where a stagehand is there for safekeeping. Her earrings were the next to go as she listened to the bluenette, a curious eyebrow raised. Meanwhile, Madeline's left leg would slowly, yet gradually rise up with the grace and elegance of a ballerina.

"Regarding the matter at hand, I suppose both would achieve the same thing. But I fear that..." As she was speaking, her heel suddenly SLAMMED down onto the makeshift ring post like a hammer to a nail. The ropes and the posts nearby would rattle and the ground reverberate as one wooden post sunk down to the grass even more so. "...dumping it all would waste such exquisite oil, don't you think?" The slam happening at the word 'dumping', Madeline was more focused on taking off the resplendent knee-high sandal that adorned her legs and feet.

"There's no need to rush such an experience. I intend on ensuring every inch is properly moisturized and cared for." One by one, Madeline slipped off her sandals so that she can welcome the oily, grassy ground to the soles of her feet. Stepping with a confident gait, Madeline approached Thalia, a hand gripping the toga before it easily slipped off her body in a flourish. The act brought hollers and cheers as Madeline exposed the Burgandy red bikini. The dress fluttered in the air before it would land on the stagehand's face. Madeline however, would showcase her body proudly, letting Thalia's gaze wonder at the body she'll be tussling with.

"And I am sure that you would want to do the same with mine, don't you?"

[TheManVan]

Thalia could not take her eyes off of her opponent, who was showing off the subtle hints of her flexibility as she raised her leg up to unclamp the jewelry down there. The entire package of the brunette was a sight in of itself, Thalia found her excitement growing by the minute as each piece of jewelry came off of Madeline as the loud thunk of the wooden post echoed out as Madeline’s leg planted down on it, teasing a peak at what was underneath the dress before she made her way back to Thalia.

And with a swift tug, all of the toga came off and left was a red bikini, the smile on Thalia’s lips widening as now they stood across of one another with only the jar of oil between them. “Hmmmmm….Every inch you say? That does sound really lovely.” She cooed, she began to circle the jar of oil between them, her eyes still locked on her opponent and continuing to size her up while her finger trailed among the jar’s lip.

“And you’re right. I do want that. Mine and yours.” She punctuated her words by popping off the lid of the jar, revealing the glistening oil within before tossing the lid out of the ring. Leaning forward, she dipped her hand into the oil to apply a rather healthy coating on it, “So then, do you want me to start…?” She cooed, straightening back up and flicking her wrist short and quick, lobbing droplets at Madeline’s near perfect body! “Or shall I take that care you were talking about?”

[Lightman]

Madeline doubted Thalia would ever need the use of the ropes or the corner, considering how easy it was to splinter it by one kick. The crowd flinched at the loud boom of the thunderous kick, the wooden post dug even more so into the ground. Shoddy as the work is, the two Europeans were grapplers at heart, so it shouldn't matter as much. Madeline stripped down to match Thalia, leaving one of the stagehands to take care of her jewelry and toga, which, a single earring costs more than their whole salary. "Indeed. Every. Single. Inch." Madeline purred as she took one step with each word, cat-like in her approach.

The Brit gave a light chuckle upon having a few droplets on her body, her smile growing all the wider. "Well, looks like you already got started." A finger would draw a line with the droplets, spreading the oil along the valleys of her breasts with just the tip. "I expect nothing but a thorough job~."

[TheManVan]

It was true, Thalia couldn't wait to get started the second that she saw the beautiful Madeline and even more so watching her take off all of her garb to stand before her bikini cladded. The oil droplets she had splattered on Madeline's chest already gave her a bit of a sheen oozing down her chest and making her all the more scintillating to look at to get Thalia all the more excited.

The emphasis that Madeline laced her words with made Thalia's skin shiver with excitement, more so than the spring breeze in the wind as she beckoned Madeline to come closer, curling her oily finger inward before dipping her hand back in the oil. "Then come closer, and I'll start taking those inches for myself." she cooed, swirling her hand around in the oily to lather up as much as she could in her hand before willing to use it to paint across Madeline's chest with the oily hand brush!

[Lightman]

Madeline could only giggle as she stepped closer and closer, bringing her own radiant body toward the Greek Bluenette. Seeing that hand stirring inside the jar, the olive oil was gathered as the Englishwoman massaged the oil on the tips of her fingers. A fine bit of oil for this match indeed, and one that is of better quality than whatever oil LAW would bring. "This close?" Madeline was only a step away from Thalia, enough that she could easily reach out and let loose painting the oil on her.

That was until Madeline would take another step, her bigger, scintillating body would press up on Thalia's. Chests mashed up on Thalia's own, pushing right on them, abs rubbed and grinding on each other, every exhale impelled onto Thalia's taut set. While their crotches were very close to mingling, Madeline would let her hands grip upon the buttcheeks of Thalia, pulling her in even closer. "Or this close~?" Madeline would purr, the elegant English dialect only adding to the sultry flair, emerald jewels staring right at Thalia's cerulean jewels. "I can tell you would love nothing more than to come...closer~ As much as you desire." Her hot breath could be felt as she talked.

[TheManVan]

Thalia stood confidently to hold her ground as Madeline approached her, stepping in close and firm against her to mash their barely covered breasts together. The thin fabrics of their bikinis barely separating the flesh as the two pairs of breasts tried their best to maintain their form against their opponents. Up close, Thalia could see all of the natural beauty that the woman had and she couldn't help but feel a bit intimidated by such beauty as she reached around, pulling Thalia even closer with two firm hands of buttcheeks! But she would hide those feelings within, she couldn't and wouldn't lose her composure before the match even began!

"This close...is perfect." she hotly gasped out, her body already getting set a fire with excitement with such a body pressed so tightly against hers, reciprocating the embrace as she ran her oily hand across of Madeline's fine butt.

With building anticipation, Thalia could barely hold herself back, already wanting to test herself against the mighty adversary right in front of her as she added a bit of aggressiveness as she began to push harder into Madeline, mashing her breasts into their rivals and really skirting the barely there distance between their groins. "Oh those sweet words of yours and yet we're still not coated in oil...how can we really find out at this pace I wonder?"

[Lightman]

Madeline had doubts that this bluenette was the type to get easily flustered. On the one hand, seeing someone lose their composure at the slightest touch can be amusing, but that would be something given to the Englishwoman so quickly. Thalia stood her ground with such confidence, even as Madeline made a step to get very close to the Greek. The brunette bombshell didn't think that Thalia would mind, however, and she wanted to get a taste of that body ever since she laid eyes on it. Up close, Madeline could feel, rather than see, the way those two pairs of breasts mashed, molded, and maintained form against each other. She could feel the way her abs rubbed and scrapped with each careful inhale and exhale.

And Madeline could certainly enjoy feeling how toned those buttocks really are.

The Brit may not see it, but she could sense those hidden feelings Thalia may have. Madeline couldn't help but think it was the cutest thing, the way she gasped out, the way her oily, eager hands reciprocated the touch of her own buttocks. The only difference was that Madeline could easily keep a great degree of level-headedness. This is where the battle really started and Madeline was cerebral to poke at the foundations. See if they're stable.

"Oh, darling." Madeline chuckled as the hand on one of the buttcheeks moved towards Thalia's face, stroking the side of her cheek. Her buttcheeks would flex under Thalia's touch. "You speak like we are under a time limit." The Englishwoman's index finger would trace Thalia's neck before stopping at her chin, fingertip forcing Thalia to crane her neck back more. "You're not in a rush, aren't you? You can take as much time as you like~." Their lips were almost close to touching, letting Thalia get lost in the emerald pools before her hips would roll and press against the bluenette's. "After all...we got all the time in the world~."