Honie meets Joyce - Playful Sparing

[dddybee]

Honie was certainly one of the faster heavyweights. Despite this, Joyce managed to avoid the bee's lariat, ducking right underneath it. And despite the difference in the size and weights of the wrestlers, Joyce's counterattack tackle was just enough to knock the heroine right on her huge butt! Honie landed with a cute, quick little: "Ooof!" And she braced herself for Joyce's next move......only to find the middleweight spanking and groping her big bee booty!

"Buzz?! I prefer face to butt contact, thank you!" Honie protested. "But I appreciate the booty appreciation! Aww, bring it in!" While sitting on the mat, Honie would use her strong arms to attempt a crushing bearhug on her sparing partner!

[Joyce_Hilda]

Joyce got caught on the bearhug, and Honie was a strong girl, probably due to the size and weight class difference. Joyce even had a technique specifically to escape from bearhugs, but now Joyce was completely, like people in Brazil say, in bad sheets. She couldn't break free from Honie's bearhug.

[dddybee]

Joyce managed to knock Honie onto her big butt and touch it, but now the middleweight was trapped in a crushing bearhug! The heroine squeezed pretty tight at first. But after realizing Joyce couldn't escape, Honie released her willingly. However, the bee would be transiting into another move. She stood up and pulled Joyce up with her, before attempting to Irish Whip the Young Lioness to the ropes. If successful, the heavyweight would race after her sparing partner. She was hoping to preform a follow-up hip attack, aiming to ram her strong booty into Joyce's waistline with a mighty: "STING!"

[Joyce_Hilda]

Released from the Bearhug, Joyce found herself thrown on an Irish Whip. She ran helplessly to the ropes, rebounding on them, and being delivered back to Honie, who was waiting her with a hip attack on her waistline

"Oof"

Joyce released that sound as she got hit. Her face had an "oof" face, twisting between a breathless face and a mouth agape, suggestive face, since she also felt Honie's curves being weaponized against her.

Joyce fell like a ragdoll on the mat, leg spreaded, with a subtle cameltoe on her buruma. She was dazed by the fall.

[dddybee]

After throwing Joyce to the ropes with an Irish Whip, Honie was successful in her follow-up hip attack! The bee grinned widely, feeling her large, round rear impact Ms. Hilda's belly. The booty move knocked the wind out of Joyce, smacking her to the mat, and leaving her dazed. "Gotcha!" Honie buzzed, standing over her sparing partner. "Now stay still this time, will ya?!"

And with that, Honie would turn her weapon of a rear back towards Joyce. She would squat down, aiming to sit right on Joyce's pretty face! If successful, Honie would grind and rub her huge, tight buns all over Joyce's facial region, finally treating her to a Honie facesit!

[Joyce_Hilda]

The ass was connected on Joyce's face. She blushed and her eyes wide opened. Honie's ass was positioned in a way that her ass was pressing Joyce's nose and her crotch was somewhere under her nose and over her mouth, in a variable position, also making the glasses to fall from her face. Due to this strategic position, Joyce's breathing was compromised. Although Joyce enjoyed a good face-sitting, due to the breathing implications, along with her being pumped up through the whole match, Joyce did what everybody else would try to do: to escape.

Even with her glasses out of her face, making her vision short-sighted, Joyce didn't give up yet: the energy she could spare, she would use to scratch, slap hard and lift Honie's thick ass. Joyce was very sweaty due to the effort she was pulling to break free. She knew she didn't have much time.

[dddybee]

Honie was quite enjoying herself, as ultimately what she wanted to do was sit on Joyce's face. And now that the bee had secured facesitting position, she wouldn't be quick to get off at all! Instead, she continued rolling her dump truck booty down upon her sparing partner's facial region. "You're a Young Lioness, eh? A flower waiting to bloom?" Honie teased. "Then you definitely need some pollination from this extra thicc bee!"

As sexy as Honie's smothers were to watch, and be under if you liked that sorta thing, they were also suffocating for her poor opponents. And as such, Joyce began to fight for the right to breathe. Despite Ms. Hilda's best efforts, trying to lift Honie's huge, heavyweight hindquarters wasn't working. The bee would just press down harder to asset her derriere's dominance. The constant scratching and slapping did annoy Honie. But for that, the heroine would simply aim to snag Joyce's wrists. "You shall not escape my badonkadonk so easily." She continued. "If at all! Buzz! Buzz!"

[Joyce_Hilda]

As Joyce felt her wrists being held firmly by Honie, she started to panic and kick around. She tried to use her feet to lift her body and make her face to slip under Honie's ass, at least a bit enough to allow her to breath even a bit of fresh air. As she struggled, she heard Honie playfully teasing her, about how she needed some pollination, and how she would not escape so easily.

"Dump truck", "booty", "caboose", "derriere", "ASSets", "badonkadonk"... Joyce understood english, but wasn't a native speaker. Because of that, she always got amazed - and aroused - when she learned a new word used to refer to a juicy ass. She loved to learn these new words...

... however, while Joyce was enjoying the view, her body was starting to take the toll of the facesitting: her heart was beating hard and fast, trying to re-oxygenate her blood, but it was in vain. She had no way to take some oxygen on her blood, since she couldn't breath properly. Her blurry vision was starting to get trembled, doubled and a bit blurred. Joyce wouldn't last long as the stool of that thick chocolate bee with a hot ass.

[dddybee]

After Honie secured Joyce's wrists, the Young Lioness was running out of options. Joyce's next attempt to escape would be to try and lift up her body with her feet, desiring to somehow slip free of the heroine's unescapable booty! However, Honie was prepared for this. She decided to hold both of Joyce's wrists in one hand, rather than hold one in each. This allowed the heavyweight a free arm, and she would use it to pull up both of Joyce's legs. Now the bee had Joyce's wrists firmly squeezed in one hand, while the middleweight's legs were held in Honie's toned, strong arm!

"Gotcha now!" Honie teased. But as Joyce began to grow weaker under Honie's unstoppable butt, the bee opted to release her holds on Joyce's limbs, allowing them to flop to the mat. "Would it be mean for me to smother you out?" Honie puzzled. "This is just a spar. Tap out if you need to, sweatie."

[Joyce_Hilda]

When the blood starts to run out of oxygen, other substances starts to saturate it, such as the person's own hormones. Because of this, asphyxiation ends up being something erotic for certain people, as the supersaturation of their hormones ends up increasing libido. This is what began to happen to Joyce: dizzy and breathless, she began to hallucinate as she was suffocated by the delicious ass of the bee-themed heroin, and having her legs immobilized and lifted by Honie only made Joyce even more aroused. Her nipples started to get hard, becoming visible through her blouse, and her buruma started to create a cameltoe.

Joyce's vision started to get blackened out, until she felt her arms being released. Honie said something, but Joyce could only understand the words "tap" and "out", and this was what she did: she tapped out on Honie's huge ass. Joyce really loved that ass, and loved to be smothered by her, but on her last seconds remaining, she remembered that was a spar, and it wouldn't be good for either of them if the brazilian girl just passed out right there.