Mature Rivals Drenched in Oil - Natsumi Yamashita vs Fumiko Miura

[FreshBritishSalmon]

Match Type: Oil Basement match
Match Rules: Both fighters compete in a small oil pool in the basement of Natsumi's home. Winner by verbal submission. The match is recorded by cameras dotted around the basement.
Location: Natsumi's home
Attire: Naked

Ever since arriving at LAW, Natsumi only had one thing on her mind, whether her eternal rival and arch nemesis Fumiko Miura was here. She despised her, and the two had been fighting for years, long before LAW was founded. When she found out that Fumiko was indeed a fighter here, she made no hesitation in making her rival awate that she had arrived, and that she wanted to squash her like the bug she was. She outright challenged her to an oil match in her own house. Fumiko accepted, and a date was set.

Now, the day had come, and Natsumi was expecting to see her rival at her door imminently. She was happy that she was coming, as the two of them still had several scores to settle, and this was but one of them. She sat on her couch, not far from the front door, in nothing but a bathrobe and slippers, waiting for her rival to show up.

[Mysterdio]

Since arriving in LAW, Fumiko had faced two major rivals. First, the newly crowned Slime Queen Yuna Matou, the second, the cowgirl Gracie Marilyn. Competition with these women were fierce, and both Fumiko and the two of them were immediately recognisable for their status as mature women with voluptuous figures. However, before she was in her 40s, Fumiko had a rival predating them both. That, was Natsumi Yamashita. The Onna-musha believed that was a competition long gone, but as she received a call from Natsumi lately, it seemed a rivalry of her youth had now become another rivalry of Fumiko's 40's.

That wasn't a problem for Fumiko. Just meant she had another woman to overcome, and Fumi was more than capable of overcoming Natsumi. So after eagerly accepting her old foe's challenge, Fumiko's husband drove her over to her rival's abode, while the milf sat in the passenger seat wearing nothing but a pristine white robe. Soon, they arrived at Natsumi's doorstep.

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Natsumi heard the roar of an engine arriving at her front door and she smiled to herself. Finally, she could settle this rivalry that had spanned a couple of decades now, and in the biggest place of them all, LAW. Natsumi walked up to the window and saw her rival and her husband, who she also knew from school, the former of which stepped out of the car in just a bathrobe, just like her. She grinned and closed the curtain, before heading to the door and opening it, staring her rival in the face.

"Heh, you actually showed up. I was sure you'd be too scared to come, you little pussy." Natsumi mocked as she glared at her opponent. "But it seems you still have some guts. Not that it will help you beat me of course. Your slutty body has always been inferior to mine, and it always will be. But if you want to try and defeat me, don't let me stop you." She teased, letting her old rival into her home, which had 2 floor and the basement in which the two 40+ year old women would be competing.

[Mysterdio]

Arms crossed under her hefty chest, Fumiko waited impatiently at Natsumi's door as her husband drove off. Thankfully, the Onna-musha wouldn't wait long as she was greeted by her oldest and one of her most hated foes. Hearing her old rival's taunt, Fumi fired back. "You'll see how little this pussy is when I shove it in your face, you fat pig." Stepping inside, both women's bodies were both cloaked by pristine white robes, but were still clearly very full and curvy. As Natsumi prattled on, Fumiko rolled her eyes before retorting. "Well of course, I have no reason to decline when I know I have the better body. I'm surprised you were stupid enough to think your flabby fat body could beat mine after I completely humiliated you last time we fought" Fumiko laughed dryly to herself in a cocky manner. Both women's ego and pride in themselves was suffocating and on full display. Undoing the belt on her robe, Fumiko let it drop to the ground before presenting her body in all its naked glory, posing slightly and smirking at Natsumi. "What's the matter, Natsumi? You scared of the better woman's body?"

Spoiler

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Natsumi simply snorted at Fumiko's sharp and taunting words, before looking at her opponent's voluptuous body, one which she had clashed with in numerous occasions, with each battle only getting more and more fierce, and she knew this would be the most intense one yet. Resisting the urge to give her opponent a haymaker, she too dropped her robe, which showed off her own curvaceous body, which was a near perfect mirror to Fumiko's much to each woman's annoyance.

Naked

"Hmph, you cheated the last time we fought, you slag. You darn nearly gouged my eyes out, I could not see clearly for a week. Then again, I would expect no less from you. But this time, it will be different. I do not lose in my territory, and you know that. You have never won on MY turf, and that will not change today." Natsumi said, bringing her bare body up and pushing her chest against Fumiko's, as if challenging her. "Everything is prepared below. I know this is a dumb question, but are you ready to get destroyed and humiliated?"

[Mysterdio]

Much the chagrin of both mature women, as the white robes dropped to the ground they revealed voluptuous and very evenly matched bodies. Still, one would stand and one would fall. Only one of them would be the dominant woman, and the Onna-musha was determined that it would be her. As Natsumi made excuses and threats, Fumiko stepped in with a snarl, their hardened nipples dueling as their massive breasts came into contact, faces inches apart. "Funny way of complaining that the oil got in your eyes, you amateur bimbo. And that's why your man always liked when we fought elsewhere." The brunette responded simply, not caring to hear Natsumi's prattling. Hands on her hips, Fumi looked to the basement door. "No, but I am ready to milk you like the cow you are!"

[FreshBritishSalmon]

Once again, Natsumi resisted the urge to deck Fumiko, thinking it would be wise not to end up on the receiving end of a lecture. As Fumiko briefly looked at the basement door, Natsumi looked with her, before locking eyes with her once more.

"No point trying to get you to apologise, you stubborn whore" Natsumi growled as she bean to slowly make her way to the basement door, but not before the two women's chests had gotten a good feel of each other's. Once she reached the door, she turned to Fumiko once more, before giving her a smirk. "No going back now" She said cockily before opening the door.

Behind the door was a stone stairway, which was cold to the touch of their feet, and was rather cramped to the point of them being unable to walk side by side. Natsumi went first, knowing full well that Fumiko would likely give her a few butt spanks on the way down, but this was normal, as the two had fought like this prior, and Fumiko seemed to love spanking Natsumi.

Once arriving in the basement, the pool was in front of them, with baby oil both covering the bottom of the pool, as well as in about a dozen bottled littered around the side of the pool. Natsumi walked to the far side of the pool, before turning to her rival, crossing her arms below her chest to make her chest look bigger. "Ready to get annihilated once more, slut?" She said mockingly.

[Mysterdio]

Rolling her eyes at Natsumi's arrogant and aggressive words, Fumiko knew she and Natsumi would be going at it again one day, and Natsumi's petulant attitude would be just as prevalent. Just as much as Natsumi, Fumiko resisted the urge to simply slug her old nemesis, knowing that her hated foe had something more fitting in mind.

"As if I have anything to apologise to you for, tramp." The Onna-Musha spat back at the Mature Beast, puffing her chest out against her foe's for a moment as the milfs pressed their bodies together, before seperating. As Natsumi aimed to intimidate Fumi, the Onna-musha simply responded with another eye roll and a sassy gesture, not being scared at all by this cow.

Bosoms bouncing as the naked milfs made their way to the basement, this was a fight 10 years in the making as both women couldn't wait to get their hands on each other. Reaching the bottom, Fumi gave Natsumi's ass a rough smack. "Figured I'd reacquaint you with how it feels when I defeat you." Stretching as she spied the inflatable pool in front of her, Fumiko scoffed at Natsumi's words. "Oh give it a rest you, bimbo. I kicked your ass last time we met and I've been fighting again this past year. You're just a washed up old bitch, who needs taught a lesson."

Despite how she taunted the other milf, Fumiko was sure that this fight would be quite possibly her toughest fight yet. As she stepped into the pool, the Onna-musha squeezed some oil onto her hands, her heartbeat getting more intense as she was ready to match up against Natsumi. Fumiko knew she couldn't get cocky. After all, both Gracie and Yuna had beaten her in their first encounters, Yuna even going so far as to taunt Fumiko for having not yet paid her back. So this fight would be high-stakes for both ladies. Even if Fumi was confident, the other alpha woman standing across from her, was going to give Fumiko the fight of her life.