This evening was going to be a fun one, and Soledad Vega just knew it. Returning to Japanese wrestling had been fun, but Soledad was ready to get out of the ring and stretch her legs a little bit. Tonight proved to be a chance to do exactly that, too. Spoiler
Soledad had arrived to the spacious house early, ready to mingle, get a couple of drinks in, and ready herself for tonight’s show. LAW had been approached by a multi-platinum recording artist, some singer that Sola wasn’t entirely familiar with, who had wanted women wrestlers for his latest music video. Roll around in some oil, grapple, get a few shots of two toned and powerful bodies trying to dominate one another. Sola was glad when they called her, because if they hadn’t she was going to need to head up to the office and bust some heads. The opportunity itself, however, wasn’t the main factor. Despite the money and notoriety that came with the video appearance, Sola was drawn out tonight mainly by one thing: the chance to meet Eve “DJ” Summers, pro DJ turned professional wrestler. Good one too, from what Soledad could gather. For a moment, Sola flashed back to that hot summer back in Puerto Rico, dancing, surrounded by writhing bodies all pumping and grinding in time to the music, looking up at Eve at the turntable, all wrapped around her little finger.
Sola grinned as she shook out her hair, posing by the pool. Good memories, and something she was more than ready to try and relive after she heard Summer would be the chosen ‘opponent.’ Sola stretched to her full height, arched her spine, letting the tiny sling bikini she wore tug at her curves.
“My dear boy,” she said, to one of the assistants poolside, “bring me some oil, would you?” Sola flashed him a wink and watched as he stumbled over himself to fetch it for her. When he returned, Sola took the oil in one hand and downed her margarita with another. “Another, little man,” she said, dropping the glass in his hand.
Sola squeezed out some oil into her hand and proceeded to rub herself down. Her hands traced up and down her toned body, her fingers kneading her firm flesh, making certain every inch of her bare brown skin was glistening. Occasionally, Sola’s eyes would flit open, searching the grounds, looking to see which eyes were on her, and if she could catch a glimpse of Eve Summers.
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Eve came up through the pool water when her lungs could bare no more air. The water clung to her stunning bikini clad figure when she broke the surface, letting out a gasp as she let her lungs breathe much needed oxygen. Her chest heaved with each breathe, as she ran her hands through her water drenched hair to press out the excess. A look of delight formed upon her beautiful features when she saw the defeated look of three men sitting nearby at the edge of the pool.
"Oh dear... looks like you lost the bet boys. I probably could have held my breath a lot longer but what's the point in wasting my time? You all owe me!" Eve giggled out. The gathering of folk did not seem all too displeased given the display they received from Eve, but they soon dispersed when Eve playfully motioned them away. "I'll be collecting on that later, so be where I can find you. Oh... If you want to get in my good books though how about one of you get me a drink?" Eve added, slowly approaching the pool side. By now the party was in full swing, and Eve was beginning to wonder if there was even going to be a music video at this rate. Many were drinking and having a good time, building up the atmosphere that the director wanted for his project.
Eve let the water slide from her well defined form when she pulled herself from the warm pool, basking in the sun's rays, enjoying the embrace of the light against her exposed skin. Eve wore only a two piece bikini outfit, her stunning body left for all to see as she walked barefoot towards a lounger with a soft purple towel upon it. She dried her hair, scanning the place to look for the director. Eve was eager to get started, knowing if they could finish this thing early enough perhaps she could spend more time enjoying the party itself.
A smile spread across her lips when she caught sight of a familiar figure. Though new at LAW, Eve was quite well informed, having done her research on many wrestlers since arriving. She was told first hand this video would involve herself and the woman she had caught sight of... Soledad Vega. To say the woman was remarkable was an insult to her, she was simply beyond words. Soledad's perfect form glistened in the sunlight from the oils she spread over her soft flesh, highlighting every perfect curve and definition of her well toned body. Eve bit on her lower lip, drying her hair as she drank in the appearance of the woman.
Given were Eve stood, it wasn't long before their eyes met, and Eve managed a large smile, wrapping the towel loosely around her own hips. Given the small size of it, one of her legs were still completely exposed. "Soledad Vega. It's a pleasure to meet you finally. I hear we're going to be tussling together pretty soon. Have to say I'm really excited... never done anything like this before." Eve spoke, closing the distance as she offered her hand out in a feminine manner for a shake. Despite being a famous DJ... Eve in all honestly never filmed videos, often being shown live rather then being part of a set like this.
Sola was having fun sunning herself poolside, simultaneously encouraging and rebuffing the attentions of various men around her. The Latina street fighter had been slowly rubbing the lotion into her skin, letting the sun catch and shine off her nearly bare body while she waited for the real fun to being. Then, the ‘real fun’ emerged from the pool.
Sola dropped her sunglasses down the bridge of her nose as she watched DJ Eve Summers emerge from the water. Shining water running down every perfectly toned curve of the young woman was quite a sight, and Sola wanted to drink it all in. The girl was just as resplendent as Sola had remembered from the last time she’d seen her, so long ago on the other side of the world, and immediately Sola was grateful that she’d accepted this gig. Sola grinned, snatched a drink out of the hand of an unsuspecting, nearby girl, and completely blew off the men on either side who had been well into a conversation that they’d thought she was part of.
“DJ Summers,” Sola said with a grin, approaching her ‘opponent’ for the video with a long, confident stride. “So good to see you again. It’s been awhile. That set you played in Puerto Rico? Stunning. Just like now. You looking forward to putting on another little show, tonight?” Sola kept her eyes locked on Eve’s, her smile looking both aggressive and genuine. Sola swung her hand forward, offering the DJ the purloined drink.
“These people were lucky to get you,” Sola said, “this project seems to need a little star power, you know?” Sola made no effort to hide that she was staring Eve up and down, studying the girl she’d be grappling with, tonight. Sola smiled when she saw the snug little towel wrapped tight around Eve’s waist, even if it didn’t quite do its job of covering the girl up. Sola, meanwhile, made no effort to cover herself. Her skimpy bikini held in there, of course, but Sola stood tall and drew herself lean, letting the sun touch every inch of her curvy, tanned flesh.
“And trust me,” Sola said, “you’re going to love this. Wrestling is a blast when it’s competitive, but there are plenty of other ways to enjoy the sport. Less competitive, but no less intense.” Sola winked at the girl. Then, she leaned down, snatching up another bottle of body oil from a poolside table. “So, do you need help getting oiled up for this?” Sola extended the bottle, pinkie finger extended, giving Eve a wink.
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Eve couldn't help but beam at Sola's attitude when the fellow wrestler came to greet her. To say the young woman had everything would be an insult. She was a marvel of a woman equally in appearance, build and possessed a fire within her that shown through her eyes and her confident stance. Sola made no effort to hide her stunning form from onlookers, and she made seemingly even less effort to hide her interest in Eve own scantily clad body, looking the British woman up and down with a smile of her own. Eve was not one to shy away herself, never easily embarrassed given her life in the spotlight and beyond. She felt there could be a good friendship here.
"Oh nice, you were there?! Puerto Rico still remains arguably my best gig! That party went on for days! I never wanted it to stop! I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did." DJ giggled, having very fond memories of the set she played back then. She recalled not just being on fantastic form herself, but enjoying the rhythm that the watching fans had set for the entirety of the night. Everyone danced so close, creating a heat and magic that very few of her gigs were able to replicate. They never stopped dancing and bouncing to the bass. Even when the music had stopped the dancing and the party went on into the early hours. The only critic Eve had of that special weekend was that it came to an eventual end. The British DJ, turned wrestler, felt humbled knowing Sola was there watching it and was there to experience the passion that night.
Eve took the offered glass from Sola, keeping her own smile as she nodded in approval.
"Heh. Well... I really couldn't have asked for anyone better to do this project with. You'll have to go a little easy on me, I'm still new to the wrestling business." Eve teased with a soft wink, delicately bringing the glass to her lips before taking a modest sip of the cool and sparkling drink within.
"You don't have to go.. too easy though." Eve further whispered with a teasing expression, her smile becoming more seductive as she let her own eyes drink in Sola's goddess like form. Seeing her up close, she was able to better value the spectacle of the woman, her soft flesh doused in oils to further show her well tuned form from head to toe. Sola could have been anything she wanted given the body she had worked for, and her beauty only further complimented her beauty. A testament to the fire within her that she should become a wrestler... a fighter. Eve felt she might have definitely found a friend...
Eve looked down briefly at her drink with a soft smile when Sola offered to oil her up, clearing a few locks of hair from over her eyes as she managed a sultry giggle at how forward Sola was. It seemed the video had not even started yet, and already the Peurto Rican stunner was already heating things up. Not that Eve was complaining, it was not often such stunning woman were so forward and daring with her.
"I don't think I can say no to that offer." Eve said. She cared little that the gathering of various pool dwellers would no doubt witness such a spectacle of Sola oiling up Eve. In a moments time, the two would be wrestling each other in oil regardless, no doubt with maximum body contact that would make the pair appear like lovers. So what did it matter if people got an early show right now before things kicked off. Eve finished off the rest of her drink before placing it in the hands of one of the stage hands as they passed by. Taking off her sarong, Eve approached Sola in only her bikini, now allowing for all to virtually see her own stunning form. With a sexy walk, Eve closed the distance to Sola, coming within arm's reach. Part of her almost wanted to request that she did this privately, but the day was still young... and if things went as well as Eve hoped perhaps there would be a chance to do something more private with the Puerto Rican.
"Now I'm really looking forwards to this project." Eve whispered to Soledad.
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Soledad had known that this was going to be an interesting night, and thus far it had not disappointed her. The Puerto Rican street fighter had prowled the grounds of this estate for a few hours now, and enjoyed soaking up the sun, the attention, and of course the free drinks. However, having Eve Summers arrive had kicked everything into another gear entirely. Sola was grinning ear to ear and could feel her chest flush a bit as she looked the DJ up and down.
Sola grinned as Eve talked up playing in Puerto Rico. The sensation of dancing to her set was still detailed in Sola’s mind, at least as detailed as something like that could be. So visceral, so pulse-pounding, Sola could remember dancing, letting her body rock to the music, feeling the heat of every man and woman around her radiating onto her nearly-bare flesh. The young punk had seen some rough nights back in her home country, and certainly most of those were rough by her own fault. But that moment would always stand out to her as her moment back home. That set would define Puerto Rico to her, in spite of everything else that had happened. The fighting, the wrestling, being her dad’s problem daughter … all of that melted away when she thought about rocking her body to the beats of DJ Eve Summers.
“Oh, I had a fantastic time,” Sola said, winking as Eve took the offered glass. “Trust me, you weren’t the only one who didn’t want it to end. Hell, if I’d known I would run into you again, I probably would have come back to Japan sooner!” Sola winked with that, and flipped her hair. It didn’t take much to notice that every eye at poolside was now on the two women. Sola looked down at herself and was reminded of the show that they were set to put on, tonight. The Latina street fighter bit the corner of her lip, and grinned.
“Oh, I can go easy on you, Eve,” Sola teased, placing her palms on her waist, “or I can go very hard. You just let me know … how much you can handle!” The fighter ran a hand slowly down her hips, emphasizing her toned curves as she raised an eyebrow. Sola could feel Eve’s eyes on her just like the boys around the pool, and the thought excited her. She flexed a little bit, engaging her toned abs. Her belly contracted smoothly, soft skin swaying in the sun as she showed off her tone a little more.
After that, though, Eve quaffed her drink and removed her sarong, putting herself in full view. Sola thought she could hear some gasps from those around them. She stepped forward, bottle of oil in one hand, the other free. Sola looked her ‘opponent’ for the evening up and down and couldn’t hide a devilish grin.
“I can tell you this much tho, chica,” Sola teased, “you are in very good hands right now.” Sola continued her teasing by removing a hand from her body, fingertips slicked with oil, and running it up Eve’s belly. One motion, slow but steady, tracing the center of her belly from her navel up. Sola smirked. “This ‘project’ is going to be one you never forget. With her free hand, Sola braced her palm against Eve’s ribs, letting her hand rest just beneath the woman’s breasts. Then, Sola held up the oil bottle, smirked, and gave a quick spurt of glistening oil all over Eve’s belly, running down her skin, toward her waist.
Sola would then run her hand downward, feeling every inch and curve of Eve’s flesh, as she rubbed the oil into her skin. The entire time, the young woman kept eye contact. She tossed her hair, and raised her eyebrows. The entire poolside area went silent, even as production staff started to get cameras into place. Sola traced the contours of Eve’s midriff with her fingertips, letting herself slowly explore her opponent’s body for as long as she would allow it. With her other hand, Sola would continue to periodically spray Eve with oil, letting her hand then slide up her body to rub and smooth that coat on, until Eve’s entire midriff was glistening in the midday sun. Sola’s eyes would flutter to being half-closed, then, looking toward Eve. In a moment, she would squirt the girl along her lower back, letting the liquid trickle down her spine. “Whoops,” Sola breathed the word, making it absolutely clear that there was no mistake, here.
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. Eve couldn't help but bite on her lower lip once more when Sola slid close to begin what she had offered. Every movement was both delicate yet purposeful, her hands slow but precise. Her skin was warm to the touch, her palms and fingertips doused in oils as they began to move in and massage firmly against Eve's bare midriff, leaving a trail of oil against her soft skin. Sola's eyes remained fixated on Eve's own, though Eve herself couldn't help but glance downwards as Sola's hands worked their magic. The Puerto Rican seemed to take particular interest in her well toned stomach, her hand sliding oils firmly across her skin, her fingers caressing and exploring over her abdominal, upwards and along over her ribs. She felt Sola purposely slide her hand just under her chest, making sure her fingers touched her underbreast which were just about exposed from under her bikini top.
Eve was a little jealous that Sola had already oiled herself up, otherwise her own hands might have been following suit, looking to share the favour and get a good feel of that stunning form Sola was gifted with, and no doubt worked hard to earn.
"Hmm.." Eve let a low hum escape her lips, her eyes closing for a moment. She began to tense her stomach just a little as Sola's hands continued to glide and coat her soft skin in oils, letting her body take a shine to the beaming sunlight from the sky. It felt more like a massage, Sola certainly having a touch that Eve enjoyed more than she could have realised. The British DJ really wanted to return the favour.. with luck perhaps Sola would like a top up before the video started.
No sooner than Sola began, it felt like her work was coming to an end. In truth Eve had quite enjoyed the attention, her midriff was already a marvel to look upon given her stunning figure, but now oiled up, it looked all the more irresistible. Sola began on her back, 'accidently' spraying along her lower spine, as the oils began to slide down towards her bikini bottoms. Eve managed a sly smile, once more looking Sola in the eyes herself. By now quite a crowd had gathered to watch the pair. No doubt this would all end up on Social Media soon enough, but given an oil wrestling video would be starting soon what did it matter? Eve was more interested in Sola, and the thought of 'wrestling' with her was fast becoming a rather large appeal. It felt a shame the two had not met sooner to practise for today.
"You'll have to let me top you up too before we begin." Eve whispered with a pleasant smile before she eyed Sola up and down once more now that she was so close, able to drink in that amazing figure. Soon the two of them would be up close and personal in a very different way. Eve simply could not wait.
"Maybe even afterwards too, if you fancy." Eve than dared to whisper, half in jest to cover herself should Sola have other plans, but clearly probing to see where Sola's interests lay post video. Her smile grew just a little more after her words as she managed a wink to her 'opponent'. No sooner had she offered, did the Director finally appear, coming to view from the ranks of the extras watching both Eve and Sola.
"Ahh! There are the stars! I think we're ready to go when you girls are! The stage is all set, we just need you two to do what you do best!" The Director bellowed. He was a short and older chap in his 40's, clad in a white T shirt and blue shorts with a sun cap and shades. He looked like the bastard child of Zack Galifianakis in his larger days. Eve had spoken to him a little prior to agreeing to the video, and he was a decent sort of guy if not loud. Eve shot him a smile and a little wave before turning her attention back to Sola, all but near licking her lips in anticipation.
Sola couldn’t help but grin as she ran her fingers across Eve’s body, something she’d been wanting to do ever since watching the young, radiant DJ up on stage back in the day. The young street fighter wanted to trace every line on the young woman’s body, to massage and explore every inch of her body, for as long as she was allowed to.
Sola met Eve’s gaze with a raised eyebrow, a light in her eyes. Sola could feel the heat coming off of Eve’s body and felt like her ‘opponent’ was enjoying this just as much as she was. Sola raised her head confidently, digging in deep and sliding her hands across every inch of Eve’s perfect figure. Sola rolled her head back, realizing that she’d made a little bit of a power move by getting herself oiled up before Eve had a chance to rub her down, but she enjoyed every moment of it. Then, feeling more than a little naughty, Sola decided to take things just one little step further …
With a quick motion, Sola pulled Eve in tight. She tucked the young DJ’s firm ass against her own hips, tightly, while sliding her hands from beneath Eve’s breasts, on down her flat belly, sliding across her inner thighs. Sola grinned, tucking her chin against the nape of Eve’s neck, so caught up in her own act that she didn’t even notice the approach of the director until he’d already gone into his entire routine.
“Maybe you can top me,” Sola said, breathing the words into Eve’s ear. She then slid her hands up, cupping her fingers across Eve’s ass before running them across her back, and up to her shoulders. Sola pushed Eve away, playfully. She grinned, showing a full set of teeth, looking almost predatory. “It’s all going to depend on how this goes!” Sola then struck a fighting stance, knowing full well that the fight was a staged thing, but wanting to give every impression that she was ready to dominate the DJ!
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"Screw it..." Eve whispered seductively with a devilish smile. The video could wait for another day... for another week if it had to. "I'm topping you up now..." Eve spoke with a surprising amount of command in her tone. She took Sola's wrist before she could walk away from her, pulling her back close. Even with the oils she was able to get a firm grip before she looked to lead Sola away from the gathering, extras and the Director. The Director piped up, noticing Eve was going back towards her quarters instead of the set up ring they had for the video. He yelped out in panic, looking to try and intercept as he cross paths with Eve. The extras all cheered in unison as with a simple flick of her other wrist, she pushed the 40 year old man into the swimming pool before he could even voice any form of complaint. He bounced off a lilo before coming down with a heavy splash amongst some of the scantily clad extras already in the pool.
Eve giggled at the entire ordeal, looking to bring Sola close as she retreated towards her temporary quarters for the duration of the filming. Essentially it was a hotel style room, but lavish and spacious to cater towards Eve's needs during her stay. In the far corner Sola would notice she had some of her DJing equipment, no doubt ready to install and play for the night time. Aside from that was a luxurious bathroom, a Emperor sized bed and various cupboards and forms of storage. Eve pushed a table from the center of the room, leaving a massive space, before she through down a tarp on the ground that was no doubt suppose to be an underlay for her DJing equipment... but in truth it made for a good ring for an oil wrestling match.
"How about we save the pretend match for another time... and have us a real wrestle here?" Eve declared, holding onto an oil bottle still. She popped it open and began to pour it upon the ground, lowering herself in a slow manner down to her knees.
A sly yet stunning smile spread across her lips as she motioned for Sola to come and join her. Given she wanted to take this little tussle in private, it was clear that it probably wasn't just wrestling that Eve had in mind as she made no effort to hide her longing look upon Sola's well tuned and absolutely stunning figure.
"Let's see how good you are..." Eve whispered, getting herself ready to engage with Sola.
Sola was used to intimidating people, but Eve was not backing down. Instead of getting frustrated, however, the young street fighter only found herself getting more and more excited for the encounter to come. When Eve spoke back to her forcefully, one of Sola’s eyebrows quirked upward to the center of her forehead, and she had to stifle a giggle. Sola felt the grip on her wrist and followed Eve away from the gathering around them. That smile and the force in Eve’s bearing made Soledad want to see where this little diversion was about to go …
Sola laughed when she got sprayed by the splash the director left in the pool. Enticed, she gave an encouraging slap to Eve’s ass, her hand smacking hard against the woman’s firm ass. From there, she wouldn’t give her ‘opponent’ much space, crowding tight behind her, the heat radiating off her body as she kept herself close.
“Oh, now this looks like the real deal!” Sola said as she took in the sight of Eve’s private quarters. Her eyes went from the relatively luxurious accommodations, to the DJ gear stored around, to the conspicuous tarp laid out over the ground. That last item, Sola lingered on for a moment, biting her lip as she gave Eve an excited grin.
“Oh, you want a real wrestle, do you?” Sola said, the green in her eyes lighting up as she looked Eve up and down. The subtext of the situation wasn’t lost on the Puerto Rican girl, and she was definitely picking up what Eve was putting down. Now, she broke away, snapping her wrist back. Not forcefully, and her smile didn’t diminish, but she wanted to make it clear she wasn’t about to just lie down for the DJ.
“Well, I think I can give you that,” Sola said, her voice going low and breathy. “What kind of rules are you thinking of? Pinfall? Submission?” Sola kept her eyes locked on Eve, even as she lowered herself to the mat. Sola quickly got on her knees, popping her thick ass upward, letting the light catch off her glistening skin. With a catlike smirk, Sola lowered herself. She let her barely-contained breasts brush against the mat, her legs sliding to the sides, splaying herself out in front of the DJ. Sola arched her spine and thrust her torso forward, letting her bosom slide across the canvas, picking up some of the oil that DJ was pouring out. The oil slicked her chest, making her breasts glisten as she leaned forward, an inviting grin on her face.
“Because if you think you’re going to challenge me, chica,” Sola said, teasingly, “then you better know what you’re getting yourself into!”
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"How about we... just start?... See where it goes from there?" Eve whispered, intently watching as Sola slowly slid her body low in quite a suggestive manner. Her stunning, curved and well defined form slowly seemed to slide and lap up some of the oils that were spread upon the mat below, dousing her body in a glimmer that already enhanced what was a perfect figure. Her body glistened in the light, the oils slowly seeping between her cleavage and over her abs. Eve was eager to start... but naturally she did not want to come across as 'too eager'. She kept her delicate yet alluring smile across her lips, slowly shifting downwards herself to the makeshift battleground that had been formed below the two.
Her movements were slow, purposeful yet elegant, as Eve went low herself. Her cheeks almost began to hurt as she had been smiling for so long, but she knew whatever happened no doubt it would be fun. Even if she was to get her arse kicked in the next few minutes, it would be worth it to get close to the amazing specimen of a woman that was perched before her. Ever so slightly the two began to edge closer, before Eve gave a little wink.
"Ding ding..." She giggled softly, letting Sola know it was time to begin. There was a moment of pause, though Eve couldn't help but feel if this was an official match Sola would already be upon her. She had a look within those piercing eyes that revealed an intensity... Eve could tell in the ring this woman would be a monster of a fighter.
No doubt she would be a monster now, but there was certainly an air of friendliness about the confrontation. Sola was no doubt giving her a 'chance' as it were, perhaps to make the first move and indeed show Sola was she was capable of. In truth Eve thrived on her feet, with a turnbuckle on each corner and the ropes to spring board herself off. Speed, agility, high risk and hard hitting was her method of madness... but she was always down for new things, and the prospect of wrestling and grappling with a scantily clad Sola was impossible to pass up, especially seeing her doused in the oils.
Eve slipped forwards finally, she had wrestled in oil before and thus had some experience at least in how things worked with the oils and the ground below. She looked to close the distance, press into Sola and take her hands with her own. What better way to start a grapple then to tie up with the opponent? If successful, Eve looked to press her own form against Sola, have their hands calasped together, and have it so their chests and bare stomachs were pressed together in an attempt to wrestle for domination. Eve bit on her lower lip, never keeping her eyes off Sola the whole time as the two began their spar!
It was time to find out as Sola said herself... what she was getting herself into!
