A Sunny Struggle: Karen Starring & Arlise Christiaens (with Lucy White)

[Winter]

Arlise finally bothered to pull Karen's hands from her breasts after another few seconds had passed, and by all accounts, her legs were starting to do the necessary grinding, squeezing work to turn the downed Amazon's midriff to paste. The heat was starting to strike the redhead - both the literal and figurative, as she felt a bead of sweat slide its way from her neck down through her breasts to her stomach - and with the heat came more ideas. More desire to keep this going and turn it into a further spectacle.

A moment of straining, and she managed to shove Karen's hands into the sand, furthering the schoolgirl-pins-schoolgirl look of the two of them in the sand. Arlise couldn't imagine it was every day that a schoolgirls having a catfight did what she was about to do, though... As her hair dangled over Karen's face, so did her smirking face... and her own breasts, large enough that she could see them at the edge of her vision.

She considered different taunts, some of them saucy, some of them disrespectful. She doubted the stranger would appreciate any of them, however, and thus settled for a mere pair of threatening words. "Goodnight, grumpy."

Her chest dropped, threatening to swallow Karen's pretty, angry face.

[Devilish53]

The pressure didn't stop, if anything it just kept climbing. And climbing. And climbing.

With the feeling on her waistline, coupled with Arlise's weight atop her abs, not to mention the passionate squeezing she had already suffered, Karen thought she could black out any minute. Her hands certainly couldn't help her, given they were pinned and pushed deep in the sand. And soon enough, Karen was about to discover that things could get even worse...

Her eyes already fluttering, they'd come wide rapidly for a moment as Arlise descended chest-first upon her. With the legs of her foe slacking to make space for the arch forward, Karen was fully submerged beneath that flesh in seconds, with her face utterly gone from all points of view!

Her struggling efforts picking up briefly, as she shook from side to side within a bust the size of her own!

[Winter]

Arlise could have purred at the chorus of supportive ooohs and ohhhs that rained down from those watching, seemingly supporting the Belgian's designs to smother the stranger out with her chest. More than that, she wanted to purr at the feeling of Karen's face sinking into her cleavage. Lise tried not to be naughty and enjoy it too much - she was trying to prove a point, not intrigue the Amazon (at this point, anyway) - but no one had any business acting demure when burying someone in her breasts.

The Amazon certainly wasn't acting demure. As soon as the redhead got comfortable in her smothering position, Karen wrested and tossed enough that Lise came close to losing her balance. She couldn't do that - not yet. "Be a good girl and-" A shift made her spare one of her hands to keep herself up right, but she tried to find Karen's hand to pin it down again anyway. She liked holding hands in this position, after all. "-go to sleep like I said!"

Arlise thumped the front of her hips into Karen's tortured stomach to reinforce the point. No squeezing anymore, but that might do the trick.

[Devilish53]

The thrusting of Arlise's firm hips only made Karen's hell that much more so, not that she could even comprehend things getting worse at this point. Arlise had gone from ragdolling Karen off her feet, to crushing her, to pinning her, to smothering her. And now, from one angle or another, it looked as though she was grinding her hips on Karen's beaten, but solid stomach.

Karen could only be so angry.

Before her fury began to leak out. And with it, she began to force her hands up. Slowly but surely, though not before turning her head to the side in search of air, Karen tried to fight back. A attempt perhaps made in vain, given the redheads strength on her mitts. Not to mention the sheer size of those jugs, for had Karen managed to turn her head somewhat fully, she would have still received a face full of chest flesh!

[Winter]

Arlise pumped her hips into Karen's stomach once more for good measure, still having the sense that this Amazon needed taming. While she did feel she had Karen under control, the sheer power evident in the larger woman's body compelled her to ensure that, as long as she stayed this close, she stayed in control.

She felt quite in control, feeling Karen's lovely features struggling within her cleavage. The smirk emerged again, as did her satisfaction.

It passed within the same moment in favor of concentration; despite all of the redhead's efforts, when Karen made an effort to push up against Arlise's trapping hands, Titania felt the strain of trying to resist. Lise found the effort downright admirable, as Karen proved more than capable of lifting her hands several inches out of the sand before Lise felt as if she had them tamed and trapped well enough again. It also proved her point; she was not dealing with the average beach-goer.

A touch disjointed from her prime smothering position, Lise took the risk of shifting her hips a little further forward, and by extension, her chest. Less trapping Karen within the confines of her cleavage, and more wedging the woman into the deeper trench of her lower chest. Less of a spectacle, more practical... but she was starting to feel like she had better be a little more careful. "Quiet down there, you."

[Devilish53]

Karen found Arlise moving to quell her resistance, but the smugness of the stacked redhead mixed in with all that had transpired forced the amazon on. Her cheeks were near enough burning now, and her breaths were as hot and as desperate as could be. But as Arlise wiggled forward, she'd swap out an effective smother for a more effective sit, allowing Karen to breath through the space now present underneath the redheads heaving bust. For what it was worth, anyway.

Her hands still fought to push, but there was little ground to gain beyond a few inches. All Arlise had to do was heave with her superior positioning a few times, and the amazon would be reset in the sand.

The key to her freedom, she figured, was down low. With Arlise wiggling all the further up Karen's body, to soon enough be sat with her thighs mushrooming Karen's bust, Karen's own legs were free to kick and squirm. Which they did, excessively.

Before wisely, the amazon put her feet flat in the sand. To try and arch her body, for her wisest escape attempt yet.

[Winter]

Arlise downright admired the stranger's spirit. Already she suspected a fellow wrestler - tons of LAW rostermates peppered this beach daily - but with the way that Karen continued to fight while wedged between Arlise's breath-stealing tits, especially after a bearhug and the jeering of the crowd, Lise had further reason to believe she didn't battle with the average bodybuilding beach-goer. Of course, that would do Karen no favors; it was all the more reason for Arlise to keep her trapped and flattened.

That Lise worked to do, intent as she stared down through her loosely-draped hair, until an immense shift of Karen's body beneath her in the sand made her wish she hadn't slipped forward.

A small croak leaked from her throat as her hips slipped forward, smacking into Karen's chest, and the redhead's breasts pushed past Karen's face to push aside sand in their wake. Lise's face would have followed, surely filling her mouth with grains, if she hadn't freed Karen's hands and used her own to catch herself.

And by extension, free the Amazon.

[Devilish53]

Karen didn't how she did it. She cared not for the fact Arlise was briefly sat completely upon her bust, painfully squishing them in and making her lungs utterly scream. She cared not for the fact that ample rear slid across her face, briefly subjecting the darker haired amazon to a facesit.

She was free now. And that was all that mattered.

"I am going..." Karen snarled, sitting up at a shockingly quick pace for someone who had taken as long a smother and bearhug as she had. Though her movements that followed dulled in comparison.

"...To tear...your head off..."

[Winter]

With the anxious response of a woman who had just let a lioness out of its cage, Arlise jerked her legs, which still lay draped by Karen's torso and arms, outwards, trying to snag... some part of the Amazon, any part, and restrain her again. But Arlise felt her calves only sweep over sweaty skin, and then they were rubbing against each other rather than the stranger's sides.

Ah, well, this was a potential problem.

The redhead whipped her head around, taking in the unfortunate sight of a powerful, bikini-clad likely-wrestler already sitting up after all the punishment she had taken and heading right to her feet. And barking angrily. Arlise quickly scrambled herself, stumbling once in the sand before she made it to her feet herself, sand falling off of her shapely frame.

Off both of their shapely frames, because they stood on equal ground again. Arlise stared at a woman that, while maybe a touch slow, looked no worse for wear. And quite angry.

And still she had the gumption to ask, "What, wasn't that enough for you?"

[Devilish53]

Karen rose up to stand against Arlise, though not exactly in proximity to the redhead, given she feared being grappled and crushed just a touch more. She did so at her own pace, nearly falling flat to her rear amidst her strained efforts, given that her lungs still burnt and her body was still coated in a thin sheen of sweat. Nothing ever dampened the woman's ego however, as she found her glazed vision snapping-to with the redhead throwing her gibes at her yet still.

"Just...shut your damn mouth..." Is all Karen would snarl back, as she raised her fists, her posture resembling that of a drunk ready to throw hands, given she could barely stand still and up straight.