Bikini Strip Facesit Match: Sunny Soule vs. Esther Gates (D)

[Dubski]

Sunny Soule vs. Esther Gates
Match Type: Bikini Strip Facesit Match
Rules: Both women compete in bikinis on the match. The winner must strip, then pin, submit, or force a hentai finish from her opponent, and then facesit her to win the match.

So Far by Feed the Biirds started to play while Sunny Soule reclined on a wicker couch with cushions, just taking in the brilliant sun outside as she dressed in a yellow bikini, humming softly. She was about to have a very unique match up coming up against Esther Gates, some newbie. More importantly, it was on a beach, which was practically Sunny's element. The Hawaiian native loved everything about the beach from the sun, to the sand, to the waves, to the trees, to the crisp air. It was practically heaven to her, and she was quite enjoying it right now, and she could stay there forever.

Eventually, someone yelled out, "Sunny! Get up! Your match is starting!"

"Mmm...?" murmured Sunny, glancing over to the noise. It was one of the stage girls, looking like she was in a panic.

"Your MATCH is starting! Your music is playing!" exclaimed the stage hand, pointing to the entrance of the beach area Sunny was supposed to compete in.

Squinting, then thinking on it for a few more moments, she then nodded. It was finally dawning on Soule. "Oooooh... I like, totally forgot about that. Thanks dude..." replied Sunny. She then rolled off of the couch before starting to walk towards the entrance, the stage hand huffing in annoyance.

Spoiler

Finally Sunny emerged to the waiting crowd watching behind a fence, filling up some bleacher seats to see her. Soule held her arms out, a bright smile on her face, even though a minute of the song had already passed, and then the Breezy Blonde began to dance her way to their makeshift arena in the sand, vibing to her theme song. She spun, pranced, and skipped merrily until she got there, and then began to stretch with a loud yawn, getting ready to compete once more for LAW, in what might be the best location of all to compete in. She just needed a hot opponent to share it with, and she was sure that was to come any second now.

[HotWheels]

Bikini strip match, huh?

Hands on her hips and toes digging into the sand, Esther Gates quirked her head and stared into the distant, crystalline waters of the Pacific. LAW did do things differently. Her old promotion had placed her in a few of these sensual-type matches, but when they found out that she mostly intimidated her opponents with her size and looks, didn't falter because of her confidence in herself, and made for a better show in more traditional matches, they had not pushed for too many of them. But, bottom line, Esther could handle her sexual business, as it were. As for the strip aspect...Esther remembered two times she had been without her top in public. One year at Easter, she had hooked the top of her bunny suit on part of the stage scaffolding while bending over, and several young rural boys had become men. The other time, she had sipped two too many martinis on the beach. Once, she had lost her bottoms, but that was not in the public. A few people might have seen her butt.

So...the potential of a public strip was new. Her mom had been in a match or two like this before, but she had mentioned to Esther that they mostly amounted to private tapes not meant for the public. She wondered what mommy would say now.

Regardless, Esther would do fine. She would beat this Sunny Soule anyway, right? She held to that reassurance as they called for her, and Esther trailed across the sand towards the arena, hearing the waning beats of Sunny's music before Separate Ways replaced them. Taking in her usual big gulp of strength-gathering air, Esther stepped out in her bikini to a chorus of cheers. People knew the Gates name even here. Standing with her hands on her hips like Miss Universe, Esther grinned at them all.

Middle Bikini

After flexing, she marched to the ring, and there she found a...gosh, a gorgeous blonde. Her lavender eyes drank in Sunny like one of those margaritas, though with more awe than lust. Of course, who else should she expect in a match like this? No Medusa, that was for sure. Esther hoped she herself didn't get...too distracted. Nope, couldn't. She put that thought in a cage and avoided looking at Sunny in that bikini that complimented her skin and figure all too well. Damn! She shouldn't have even allowed those thoughts in, either.

She kicked high as she stepped through the ropes to the sandy "mats," and once inside, she greeted Sunny, still not looking at more than her head. "Heya. Ready to...strip each other silly?"

Saying that aloud elicited a small reaction between her tanned thighs. She internally cursed herself.

[Dubski]

Sunny Soule was stretching casually as Esther made her way into their sandy arena, taking a look and nodding to her in approval before glancing around. While her opponent was ogling her, she barely even noticed, instead focused on stretching out her leggy, lithe self. And then eventually, after Esther spoke to her, she shook her head clear and then looked back at her again, standing upright as she walked towards Gates. "Strip... what?" asked Sunny, confused and thinking more on that. Then, before Gates could clarify, or repeat herself, she put a finger on the newcomer's lips and said, "Ooooooh... Right. The match thing... Yeah, I'm like, definitely ready for that. Totally."

Lowering her finger, she took a better look at Esther, very clearly checking her out. "Oh wow... you're like, really hot too. That's cool. I think I need to sit on your face too. That will be pretty cool too. And hot? Like definitely hot," said Sunny in a breezy tone, seemingly not too concerned at all about the match. This was certainly something she was more than used to. Then, Soule finally put a hand under one of her new opponent's breasts and started to bounce it, staring at it with a grin. "So are you, like... ready?"

[HotWheels]

That...did not add up to the reaction Esther anticipated. She blinked and raised an eyebrow. "What?, she echoed. Had Sunny not heard her? Or misunderstood the casual comment? Esther started to repeat herself with that same raised voice that she used to address the older folks who struggled with their hearing, but Sunny put a finger to her lips before she could say anything further. Without the confusion, Esther might have noticed more of the tension brought on by that silencing finger.

The conversation became no clearer. Esther's face scrunched with each new strange set of words that came from Sunny's mouth until her eyebrows knit themselves above her nose, and Esther started to realize the kind of girl that they had assigned to fight her. A few of her friends had, hmm, enjoyed these finer things in life. She didn't even know how seriously to take the comments thrown her way, or if Sunny truly knew what they would do for the next few minutes. "Was that smoke I saw in the distance you, orr....?", she asked, not truly expecting an answer as she casually pushed Sunny's hand off of her breast.

For Esther's part, she...supposed she was ready. "Yeeeeah...are you?"

[Dubski]

Sunny's hand was gently removed from Esther's breast, causing her to shrug casually. "Oh, yeah dude. Been ready. Just vibing, you know," said Soule, running a hand through her hair with a big smile.

The bell then sounded and Sunny stepped closer to Esther, closing the gap between them as she looked into her eyes, squinting for a moment. Then, she canted her head slightly, raising a hand to play with Gates' hair briefly. "So like... were you looking to get rough with this..." Then, Soule's other hand found Esther's hip, tugging her opponent's hips against her own, leaning in to talk in a more sultry tone, her hot breath on Esther's neck. "Or were you looking to get more sexy with this?" Then, the Breezy Blonde leaned in more, giving a smooch to the neck of her lavender-haired foe.

[HotWheels]

Esther nodded that slow nod that people nodded when they didn't really understand but would happily claim to understand to make the conversation easier. Rather than feeling like she was seconds from a match, she felt like she was in the back of a flower-covered van. "I have never had this much vibe, but yeah," Esther replied, deciding to just agree. She didn't relax like this before matches. Did anyone? Was it safe to be this relaxed before a match where someone was going to try to pin you or force you to submit? Esther had so many questions.

The bell rang, almost a foreign sound given the situation. Esther snapped to attention and led with one leg, ready to react if Sunny attacked. She didn't. Well, she didn't attack anything but Esther's hair. The southerner felt ready to push her hand away again, but when the woman's hand dug into her lavender hair, Esther audibly let out an "Oooh." She forgot that she liked when people played with her hair. If she didn't watch herself, the ministrations would make her just as relaxed as Sunny.

No dice on that, though. As Sunny pulled her close, making warm skin brush warm skin, Esther leaned back away from the hand ruffling her hair, and she brought her whole body back two steps after the whispered seduction and the kiss on her neck. Opponents didn't get this bold with a woman who looked like her all that often. And...what was she proposing? Sex here in the middle of the ring? Hentai rules or not, Esther felt like they both had some work to do before then. "I was lookin'...to wrestle? In the wrestling match we're havin'...right now?" She pointed at the ground beneath their feet.

She herself wasn't so sure that was what they were having right now. Her body didn't after that stimulation.

[Dubski]

Sunny was quite enjoying being close with Esther, enjoying feeling her body against her own, and getting just a little taste of her skin. However, it seemed as though Gates wasn't quite as interested in that--or at least she was bringing herself away before it got too far. Soule saw the slight uncertainty in her face and in her tone, pouting and letting out a disappointed sigh. It was no shock to fans that Sunny Soule was always looking to get rather sexual with her matches, and she was sure it would get to that point if Esther needed eased into it. She was quite adept at getting girls in the mood sometimes.

"Right... here...?" asked Sunny, pointing down at the ground, then pointing at the ground a little further out to the side. She had hoped the rather eccentric attitude would distract Esther and her eyes enough for Soule to take advantage of it. Her opponent made it clear she just wanted to wrestle, and wrestle Soule would do. Leaping into the air, the Hawaiian would take her slender, toned legs and try to wrap them around Gates' head before attempting to bring her down with a swift Hurricanrana to send her into the sand below!

[HotWheels]

Esther officially did not know what to do with this woman. Or...she knew what to do with her had they both met in a bar, but the chill and the advances had her at a loss for words. When she pointed at the ground, Esther started to clarify again and say more, but she realized that she should likely keep going with the strange flow. Her mouth closed as soon as it opened, and she rested her hands on her hips and peered down at her own toes for a moment, trying to decide whether she answered or whether she took the blonde down into the sand with her to usher in the wrestling part of this wrestling match.

She decided on the latter, but when she raised her head with the plan to rush Sunny and plant her in the sand to get her attention, she found that Sunny rushed her.

The lavender-haired beauty's eyes flew wide as she saw the bikini-clad woman leapt with a power and ease that Esther had witnessed from no more than a pair of previous opponents. In a breath, she was eye-level with a pair of yellow bottoms before she could process how Sunny planned to attack her. As both legs snared her head, Esther could only reach up to grope each thigh before that snare pulled her head down with the power of Sunny's entire, toppling weight. If Esther thought too much, she would have felt in awe, but she couldn't do much thinking as she let her body fall forward to save the pressure on her neck. Her hair brushed the sand, but her shoulders got buried in it.

Esther completed the rotation with a flop and landing on her back. She sprawled spread-eagle, stunned more by the sudden action and brilliance of the maneuver more than any pain she felt.

[Dubski]

The Breezy Blonde had seemed to baffle her opponent enough that she was opened for a swift Hurricanrana that sent Esther into the sand just as quickly as she started it. Sunny Soule was pleased with herself as after Gates landed, she flopped back, heads next to each other, and the Hawaiian kissed her on the cheek before rolling back onto her feet, standing over her fallen opponent. "So... like, you might wish you went with the sexy part instead. Juuuuust saying," said Sunny with a giggle.

She would then proceed to have her fun, despite it not being the kind of fun she may have been hoping for ahead of time. She wanted to keep Esther Gates completely off her game, and few were better at that than Sunny. The One With the Sun would then grab hold of Esther's arms and then attempt to roll back, sending Gates with her and aiming to plant her feet on the girl's belly and flip her up and over in a Monkey Flip, aiming to send her spinning through the air in another discombobulating maneuver!

[HotWheels]

Esther would have had enough trouble piecing together the last five seconds. That interpretation started with a brief wonder, as she stared at the sky and felt the hot sand against the skin of her back, rear, and calves, if Sunny had plotted to play her during that entire exchange. That line of thought came to a jarring halt, though, when she felt lips press against her cheek and rocked her head to the side to see Sunny lying beside her like the two had started stargazing. Esther threw out an arm for her, but the crazy woman had already started to her feet. No, Esther decided, maybe Sunny was just this strange.

That is all she could spare the time to decide. Blinded partially by the Japanese sun, Esther raised her hand to block it, but Sunny snatched that hand up, along with the other one. Esther tried to snatch her arms back, but Sunny's weight was already pulling on her with far more momentum than Esther could muster. Groans of uncertainly poured from Esther's lips as she was yanked forward, and when she felt both feet smack into her abs, she got an idea of Sunny's next great act. Esther couldn't get a base to resist, and her droning groans elevated as she went over the top of Sunny again, her opponent, sand, and the sky all passing through her vision.

With at least ten percent more of her wits this time, Esther managed to catch on her elbows before she got planted in the sand. The end of her spine still took a jolt, however, and the wincing southerner tried to get to her feet before Sunny decided to throw her across the beach again. "I'll get off the trampoline now, thanks,", she said, bracing herself to retaliate from one knee.