Takao vs Ionel

[LunarOcean]

"Nnnggghhh, you're real horny and moist down there huh? If it's my belly you want, it's my belly you get!"

Ionel was surprised at how effective her facesitting was on Takao but also kind of cruelly amused. She must be desperate if she was wildly thrusting into the air, drowning in Ionel's sweaty crotch and no doubt hungry for a taste of her legendary abs. And abs she would get, just as promised. Slamming her palms onto the mat, Ionel began to stretch her body out just a bit in a somewhat awkward half sitting, half rump arched up position. It wasn't the ideal way to position herself for a body splash, even a short range one.

Of course, when you were as large and as heavy as Ionel, you could take some liberties. The big woman, albeit without her full weight, would pull her arms out to the side and drop belly and tits first, smacking abs to abs and tits into waist. She'd then shift her tummy left and right, enjoying the feeling of Takao's belly rubbing against her own.

"You'll be shredded tofu when I'm done."

[SwordSavior1]

Takao's reputation as a cool, collected fighter went in doubt according to her recent struggles and growl. Thanks to her thrusts she was able to force their bodies into a parallel stance, thus the weight was equally distributed yet still straining. "Ahhhhhhh!" The slapping of bellies was enough to make Takao's head rear back for a second, even if that was just a start to their rub off.

A long haul awaited the lying wrestler, having to deal with the blonde's weight and trashtalk for an extended amount of time. Even more frustrating was Ionel not even referring to her actual food nickname 'Takoyaki', it was right there. "Uhhhh...uhhhhh!" Her crotch and waist felt quite a tickle as those two bombshells brushed intensely, but the real main course was the reverse ab grind. Takao's stomach sunk very slowly, all because of the ravenette's fighting back with continuous grinding as well. Due to the awkward positioning, it was advised to change positions once again ASAP, possibly find a way to make Ionel slide off.

Much to her relief and dismay, she was close to those sweaty thighs, even if they no longer . Biting her tongue to inhibit any moans of weakness, she tried raising her arms to grasp those limbs once again, this time purposely bringing them together. Provided this was unheard off, Takao tried to cross the blonde's right leg underneath the left knee. Then the left leg would be bent over the right, hopefully meld together midst all the body fluids. Securing just the larger woman's limbs, she tried to make Ionel scream from the lower tension and scamper off. Either way, Takao tried peeling her body underneath and still pulling down that bent leg for a reverse cloverleaf.

[LunarOcean]

The strange position of the belly grind wasn't lost on Ionel unlike her arousal-addled mind. She was having too much fun making a mess of an old rival, forcing all her skill and curves to bend to Ionel's single minded power. Ionel did not think of herself as particularly cruel but she did like being in control. She did not see that she was being positioned to have that control wrested from her.

So lost in her horniness was she that the fact that her legs were being crossed registered a few seconds slower. Looking over her shoulder, her incredibly smug open mouth grin vanished and a curse crept up her throat.

She didn't even get to gasp it out as in a second as the deadly submission locked in and immense pain replaced the pleasure. Ionel stumbled and fell belly forth, clawing at the mat as she was locked into a reverse cloverleaf! She wasn't sure how she didn't see that coming, thrashing and dragging against the ground as she attempted to roll away, knowing that she had to get out fast before Takao cooked up worse ideas with herself as the test subject!

[SwordSavior1]

As long as there was a stomach to grind, Takao didn't mind the angle as long as she had the time to adapt and sufficient control. This is what Ionel denied for an extended period of time, on top of causing the ravenette's blood to boil from the smugness on display. If it weren't for taking leverage, Takao wasn't sure if she could hold her steel fort forever.

The blonde's lusty nature might be a boon in disguise as it could leave her mind stuck in a trance, allowing Takao to knot up those legs unnoticed until it really hurt.

Ionel's reaction to the reverse cloverleaf felt cathartic to Takao. Bending her knees and still pulling down on the blonde's leg, the Japanese woman sought to prolong the submission while pulling herself to a crouched stand. That sensual release can wait a minute until her prey was left neutralised. "Ahhhh!" The thrashing led to the submission specialist being struck in the chin, only for her will to persist barely. Wrangling this beast wasn't an easy task thanks to the thrashing, so Takao had to ground herself to keep an influence on the American.

Bringing her own legs closer to the forcibly arched blonde, Takao tried purposely dropping onto her back and quickly wrap those thighs around Ionel's torso for a bodyscissors, hoping that she wouldn't slip out before then.

[LunarOcean]

"Oh no ya don't!"

Increasingly agitated by how poorly the match was going, Ionel's temper was fuelling her perseverance and aggression. You only needed to grab one leg to stop a body-scissor after all and her iron grip clenched around Takao's ankle. It was an awkward position already with her back still being bent but Ionel had pulled herself out of tougher rodeos before. She wasn't about to let herself get trapped in another. Wasting no time, both hands grabbed at Takao's ankle and settled on the simplest couse of action; twisting Takao's foot outwards in its socket.

It was not exactly a move that screamed the sort of raw, overwhelming power or sexual frenzy that people knew Ionel for. Yet Ionel for all her arrogance and power wasn't a fool. In this situation the threat of Takao's legs was overwhelming. She wrenched and gritted her teeth, fighting the pain as she attempted to unfocus Takao much through the same way. If that worked and she relented, she'd attempt to finally pull herself to the ropes and shoot out a hand for the rope break!

If that succeeded, Ionel would struggle to her feet with a hand against her back, cursing that for once, she needed the breathing room.

[SwordSavior1]

It took only a simple transition, but the match was returning to Takao's favour thanks to one of her elaborate submissions. She took a gamble and integrated some scissor squeezing into the Reverse Cloverleaf, grinding her thighs against any abdominals that happened to be in vicinity.

She had very strong leg muscles but they weren't unstoppable, especially with the entire upper strength of a colossus reigning down on her. "Ahhhhh...stoppppppp" Wincing as she tried to contract her lower body despite the multiple twists. Since she couldn't directly harm Ionel's arms, this might lead to the ravenette being set up for the reverse grind from earlier.

Thus Takao was forced to unknot Ionel's legs and spread her thighs in the opposite direction, allowing the blonde to crawl free. It only took a few seconds for the older woman to stand, even if she was bent over tending to her slightly twisted food. Anything that resembled fabric either split apart and melded by a layer of sweat. She pondered what would it take to fully tame this woman.

[LunarOcean]

"Stop? You were begging for more last time I was using you as a pillow!" Ionel bellowed, standing tall before her eyes widened and she staggered. This match was starting to take a toll on both her concentration and her body. Yet she prided herself on her durability and moreso, her aggression and lustfulness. All the pain didn't just hurt but it excited her and even if Takao didn't see her perked nips and sweat-lathered body, the grin on her features made it clear what was increasingly on her mind.

Like the Terminator, even with all the punishment she'd been put through she advanced with the same lumbering steps and menacing expression. Unlike the warmachine of cinematic origin, Ionel was powered increasingly also by desperation. And when desperate, she didn't think that much.

Ionel's main weapon after all, was her whole body. She wasn't charging at Takao and it could hardly be called a tackle. If anything, she was lumbering forth, arms grasping forth, belly pushing out. It was an inelegant move but it was one backed up by her massive size, weight, and rock hard, still greatly aroused abs.

In other words, Ionel was practically falling towards her, aiming to catch her and crush her once more against the ropes!

[SwordSavior1]

Before she could counter Ionel's statement, Takao decided to relent and not waste her lungs. It only took a simple leg twist for Takao to not immediately be able to run at her maximum. Much to her dismay, she understood how the excitement can strengthen a woman like Ionel further midst the adversity, even if it could leave Takao in another rigid situation. Her own concentration was left dented as stings occasionally resurfaced.

By the time, she was standing straight once again, Takao would be left unable to perform even a single sidestep, thus the blonde's improvised brute force manoveure managed to work in the juggernaut's favour, carrying the match to a new destination. The ravenette underestimated how close she was to the ropes, thus the fiber brushing against her back caused Takao to purr slightly. However that didn't hold a candle to that rock hard battering ram, aiming to grind her into dust.

"Ooohhh..." Burning enough to almost vaporise the surrounding sweat, she suddenly reached out in front to grasp Ionel's waist, bringing their bodies even closer. Wishing to take the beast by the jaws, Takao tried exerting her abdominals to combat against the American's charge, purring even louder from the electrical shock that is skin to skin contact.

[LunarOcean]

Ionel moaned out, spittle and sweat flying off of her as her own muscles tensed back. Abs crushed against abs in a dance of pleasure and pain. Her nipples perked against her bikini top as her crotch seemed to move on her own, humping into her curvy opponent's as Ionel's mythic strength showed the first signs of faltering. She could not simply walk through or over Takao; she had to expend force to crush a heavyweight of her size and bulk. Given how straightforward her strategy was, it was hitting a clear roadblock and Ionel was starting to pay for it.

It didn't meant she was going to hold up. Ionel seemed to loosen up for a bit only to thrust forward again, squishing against Takao again as she panted and huffed, pushing her own abs to their limits. She could stand back and whale on the woman but her pride and her annoyanced pushed her to use her most well known weapon. Her signature grin returned but it was shaky, distorted by anger conflicting with rising arousal.

"Guess that tofu belly of yours has had a few workouts huh?" She asked, trying to lean forward and add her tits to the mix. If she couldn't crush her belly that easily, she'd add to her woes with her impressively weighty tits!

[SwordSavior1]

More sweat began to trickle down as their bodies melted against one another. Takao continued to engage in this pulverising dance of theirs, using the ropes as support for her posture while combatting the blonde's advances. However her opponent wanted to clash beyond their abs, causing the ravenette to let out a particularly loud whine from the surprise pleasure surge. "Excited...are...you..." Yet proving that she wasn't one to be easily stampeded over, resisting most of Ionel's offence at first.

The moment Ionel seemingly gave in, Takao was ready to hurl her opponent around so she could dominate further. However this turned out to only be a short break resulting in a louder huff from the Japanese fighter. Growling at her foe, she seemed willing to let this clash last a few more minutes being a little generous, matching Ionel's thrusts before blow for blow despite increasing arousal. Irritated by her opponent's stubbornness and inability to surrender, but nothing compared to that grin. She had some reason to assume that Ionel must have hit her head on the way here.

"Better tofu in that gooey bacon of yours..." About to throw her opponent back entirely only to be struck in a new direction. "Ahhhh!" Those breasts mushroomed against her set, causing Takao's nipples to tense up from the arousal. Having lost a bit of concentration, she could only grind up to Ionel at a slow pace while holes in her top began to show.