Alisha Grace vs Blanco Sombre

[Luncha_Libre]

Blanco locked the hold in, grinding his body against Alisha’s back as he wrenched on the hold. It felt good to be in control of the Amazonian Indian woman, but there was only so long he could keep it up. Her yell filled Blanco’s ears, and his eyes widened. Alisha pushed herself up, and the unprepared luchador was about to be taken for a ride!

“W-wait!” Blanco cried out, getting bucked off and falling hard to the mat. “AARGH!” Blanco cried out, back hitting the canvas hard. The lean man writhed in pain, arching his spine as he drew deep breaths. It was the first hit of the match, but it came fast and unexpected, with no time to brace himself. Blanco rolled to his side, holding his aching back. He would eventually roll over onto his knees and get up, but Alisha would have time to get away from him and recover, herself. Shaking his head, Blanco tried to get back on the offensive, readying himself and then rushing the Indian beauty. Jumping into the air, Blanco tried to deliver a running forearm to her upper chest, hoping to continue the work he’d done to her body earlier- assuming, of course, he hadn’t given her too much time to recover!

[PrinceArjuna332]

After successfully bucking Blanco off of her, Alisha took this chance to distance herself from the luchador in order to regain her strength. Her heavy breasts heaved as she breathed heavily, trying to recover from everything that she had taken from her male opponent. Her eyes remained on the masked man whom she was facing as she regained her strength. Soon, she prepared herself for what would come next as she looked at Blanco getting up and rushing towards her, seemingly looking to attack her with a forearm smash to her chest.

This time, Alisha was more prepared. Upon seeing Blanco jumping into the air, Alisha would open her arms wide in preparation to catch him in midair before attempting to subject him to a bearhug, pressing her busty breasts against his chest as she would try to squeeze him. She would clasp her hands together on Blanco's back as she would try to weaken him with the hold, hoping that she could gain a massive advantage over him with the move. This was her chance to gain her second wind in this match, and she would not waste it.

[Luncha_Libre]

“Ughn!” Blanco grunted as Alisha caught him in midair. Getting caught was embarrassing enough, but Alisha had managed to bring the luchador’s dominance to a sudden halt. His body smacked into her, knocking the wind out of him, but Alisha was prepared with the bear hug. Blanco hung in the air where the Indian Amazon had caught him, the shorter man dangling in her arms as he quickly realized how bad his predicament was.

“No! Nnnnngh! Aaah!” Blanco began to moan as Alisha clamped down on him with a bearhug! The man writhed in her grip, her powerful arms grinding down his body against her powerful figure. Worse, Alisha’s ample breasts pressed against Blanco’s toned chest, forcing him to bend his spine back and giving him even less room to breathe in the bear hug.

To defend himself, Blanco wrapped his legs around Alisha’s waist, trying to support his weight so that gravity wouldn’t make the hold any more miserable than it already was. “Nnngh … aaaugh!” Blanco grunted and groaned as his body was punished, Alisha’s arms squeezing the life out of him. Blanco’s arms flailed side to side as he tried to shake himself free, but Alisha seemed to have him at her mercy. He could feel himself getting weaker, and now it seemed the buxom Indian beauty had him firmly in her grip!

[PrinceArjuna332]

Finally, Alisha managed to turn things around in her favor by catching the luchador and squeezing his body in the bearhug. Seeing that Blanco wasn't going to escape anytime soon, the Indian beauty decided to keep things going by squeezing him some more, looking to weaken him as she would prepare herself for her next move. All the while, she had a confident smile on her face, indicating that she was sure that she would be at the top at the end of this match.

"It's my turn now..." Alisha told her male opponent as she would then turn around, facing the nearest corner. With Blanco's back facing the turnbuckle, an idea came into the Indian beauty's mind. Taking a deep breath, she would then get into a running start, bringing the luchador with her towards the turnbuckle. When she was getting closer, she would immediately release her opponent from the bearhug as she would smash his body into the turnbuckle, sandwiching his body between the corner and her body. She thought it would weaken him some more.

[Luncha_Libre]

“NNNnngghh!” Blanco moaned in pain as Alisha crushed him against her body, the lean luchador being no match for the Indian Amazon’s strength in this hold. Blanco lifted his head just in time to see Alisha’s confident smile, and he squirmed in her grip knowing that things were about to get much worse for him.

Blanco writhed in Alisha’s grip, swinging his arms limply, but lacking the strength or leverage to get out of the hold. His body was feeling empty, weak, and Alisha had full control of him. Blanco tried to figure out what the Indian beauty had planned for him, realizing her next move all too late.

“No-AAARGH!” Blanco’s protest turned into a scream as Alisha squashed him against the turnbuckle. Blanco grimaced in pain, arching his back against the hard turnbuckle, grinding against Alisha as she knocked the wind out of him. Stunned, Blanco’s entire body tensed up then his arms fell limp at his sides. “Uuughn,” Blanco moaned, “d-damn …” Alisha had turned the tables on him, and now Blanco felt totally helpless as he was crushed between the brutal turnbuckle and Alisha’s busty, overwhelming body!

[PrinceArjuna332]

Bringing Blanco's body towards the corner, Alisha squashed his body, dealing massive damage on him. Seeing the state the luchador was in, Alisha smiled some more, hoping that she would be able to retain her momentum. This time, she was determined to keep her momentum going as she would grab onto Blanco's body before pulling him away from the corner, dragging him towards the center of the ring.

Once she was in the middle of the ring, Alisha would throw Blanco's body down onto the mat. She would then raise her arms, trying to rouse the crowd as she would stand over the presumably prone form of her opponent. From there, she would leap up, looking to make use of gravity to bring her down so that she could hit her opponent with a buttdrop aimed to his midsection!

[Luncha_Libre]

Blanco couldn’t help but go limp after Alisha squashed his body between her incredible curves and the much more unyielding turnbuckle. After squashing the life out of him, Alisha pulled Blanco back, and all he could do was sink into the Indian beauty’s body. Legs and arms dangling as Alisha pulled him to the center of the ring and threw him down with a dominant bodyslam!

“AAARGH!” Blanco cried out, coming to life a little bit. Grimacing in agony beneath his mask, the luchador arched his aching spine, writhing in pain at Alisha’s feet. Forcing his eyes open, Blanco saw that Alisha wasn’t done with him yet: the Indian Amazon was leaping into the air, coming down butt-first to crush his midsection with her body. “NNNYAAUGH!” Blanco cried out again, body rocked by the impact, convulsing once before his limp limbs fell. Groaning, Blanco was laid out beneath Alisha, spread eagle, the buxom Indian seated on top of him. Blanco gasped for air, pecs heaving, grimacing in pain. He knew this was getting bad, but the masked man was in no shape to resist Alisha’s power, her run of dominance over him continuing.

[PrinceArjuna332]

Dropping herself butt first onto Blanco's body was a right move as the luchador was left winded by the attack. Alisha remained seated on him, and she was smiling in satisfaction upon seeing the result of her actions. Thinking that it might be the time to test her luck, the Indian beauty would shift her position on top of Blanco, looking to drape herself over him for a full body pin.

"Hehe~ be a good boy and stay down there~" Alisha purred as she would go for the pin, making sure that Blanco's shoulders were pressed against the mat. Seeing this, the referee would come over next to them and start counting for the pin, slapping the mat next to them. Alisha thought that it was too early to go for a victory pin, but if Blanco didn't kick out from this, it would be nice too.

"ONE!"

[Luncha_Libre]

Blanco was squashed beneath the Indian beauty’s Amazonian figure, and wasn’t getting off his back any time soon. He looked up at Alisha through pained eyes, barely seeing her face for her amazing bust. A bust that he realized, to his horror, was about to come down!

“Nngh,” Blanco moaned as Alisha told him to be a good boy, feeling even smaller than her than he actually was as she belittled him. Alisha draped herself over him, Blanco feeling smothered beneath the weight and heat of his opponent’s impressive body. The ref came down, and Blanco took a deep breath.

“TWO!”

“No!” Blanco shouted as he bucked his hips and twisted his shoulders, forcing one off the mat as he grinded against Alisha’s midsection. The luchador would break the pin, but he wasn’t in shape to do much more than that. Breathing deep, Blanco closed his eyes, tried to recover, and hoped Alisha would give him a chance to do so, as the match went on.

[PrinceArjuna332]

Alisha didn't expect much from this as she went to pin Blanco down, and as expected, the luchador managed to kick out after two. At first, the Indian beauty decided to pull him up and give him no room to breathe, but upon second thought, she decided that her opponent could use a breather or two as she would then pick herself up and get herself back onto her feet.

Alisha didn't think much about this action, though there was probably a reason behind it. She would step back, giving her opponent a space to recover and regain his breathe. She placed her hands on her hips as she would wait for him to get back up, watching him from a small distance. It might be an honorable thing to do, though she still didn't think much about it.