Milf battle in oil! Fumiko Miura vs Yuna Matou

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As Fumiko held on tight, pushing her oily naked breasts against Yuna to show dominance, it seemed her demands for submission weren't obliged. Marure power was quite a painful signature, Fumiko was well aware, and against Yuna, Fumi was tightening it as much as she ever had, showing she was the better woman with her full big tits brushing against the rival milf's back.

"Shut your fat mouth! Give up!" Fumiko roared, demanding a submission right now. However, just as prideful as Fumiko, Yuna wouldn't break to such demands or even such a painful hold. Pushing herself up and bucking, the position combined with the oil was too awkward for Fumiko to hold on. "Damnit!" Fumi shouted as she backed off slightly, having released Yuna. "Drag it out if you want. You're still getting put out to pasture like the fat cow you are!" The alpha viciously insulted.

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It was no easy feat for Yuna, to be sure. Fumiko was exerting a considerable amount of force against her, and it felt like her back could snap in half at any moment. To even move through the confines of the hold was a painful ordeal, causing her to wince and gnash her teeth as she struggled back and forth beneath the pressure of her opponent's form. But what Yuna did know was that under no circumstances could she give up now. Fumiko wasn't just targeting her body, but her pride - she wanted Yuna to admit defeat, and accept that Fumiko was the better woman. This had become far more than just a match. This was a struggle for dominance - and Yuna was too proud to concede any ground! All that was fueling her as she threw her hips up hard in an arc. Every time she rose and fell sent another jolt down her spine - but she still had to do it!

At last, thanks to the fury of her bucks and the slickness of the oil, Yuna was able to throw Fumiko off of her. She pushed her way back up onto her hands and knees; almost immediately she felt the pain of the hold creep back in, sending a sharp, stabbing sensation through her spine that made her face contort in a wince. But she just as soon shook her head, wringing drops of oil from her hair, before she turned back to face her rival. Yuna was sore, and she was weary, red-faced and panting. But she had still escaped from Fumiko's clutches. That told her she still had a chance - and she was going to let Fumiko know she wasn't about to tolerate her disrespect!

As Fumiko issued her taunt, Yuna's eyes narrowed in a glare aimed right back at her. "You really like to listen to yourself talk, don't you, dumb bitch?" As Yuna came crawling forward, she shuddered from the pain in her back, reminding her of how Fumiko had hurt her. But that just meant it was all the more important that Yuna pay her back! As she came into range, Yuna would grab for one of Fumiko's legs, sweeping it up into the air and cranking down on her ankle to apply the pressure of an ankle lock! It was about time Fumiko started hurting too!

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Fumiko was immensely frustrated at how Yuna had shaken off her signature like that. It was incredibly frustrating that she hadn't finished off her rival by now, but regardless, Fumi would press on! Both thick ladies approached each other, ready to resume their fight. "I'd like seeing you laid out a lot more, tramp!" Fumiko retorted as she tried to lock up with Yuna. Instead, though, Yuna sweeped the alpha's legs and applied an ankle lock. It was painful, as Yuna was certainly looking to pay Fumiko back for her signature move. It only added to Fumi's frustrations about Yuna still combating her, that Yuna now had her on her back!

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Yuna huffed under her breath, glaring daggers down at Fumiko from above. Somehow, even now that she had fought hard to win the upper hand over her opponent, she wasn't quite satisfied. For as much as she was making strides against her foe, Yuna knew, somehow, that this wouldn't be enough. Fumiko was a tough nut to crack, and it would almost certainly take more than this to keep her down. Even if she did manage to get her to tap now, it hardly felt like enough after all the disrespect and cruelty the oil wrestler had shown her - no, Fumiko needed to be punished further. Regardless, she just grit her teeth, clenching down even tighter at her opponent's ankle as she wrenched at it with all her might. If this wouldn't be enough, the she would just have to get the most out of it she possibly could - and make Fumiko hurt!

"You sure aren't doing anything about it!" Yuna snapped back, getting her own retort in on Fumiko. Tightening her grip on her ankle, she pushed forward on her leg even further, leaning inward and trying to stretch the tendons and muscles in her opponent's thigh in the process. However, in doing so, Yuna ended up stretching just a bit too far. Her center of balance shifted from her heel to the ball of her foot, and when she was as unused to handling herself in the oil as she was, she let go of Fumiko's ankle and her footing gave way! Her jaw dropped in a gasp as she began to plummet through the air, about to drop on top of Fumiko. If there was any upside to her predicament, though...it was that when she did drop down on top of her with all her weight, it would surely hit her hard!

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Fumiko grot her teeth and winced in pain as it seemed the hate between the mature women ran deep. Yuna wanted to milk this hold and Fumiko was in all the more pain for it. The alpha tried to struggle but Yuna was pushing hard. Fumi would endure this, though. If Yuna hated Fumiko that much then the feeling was mutual, and she would gladly humiliate her in the end, as soon as she got out of this.

Though it seemed the rage between both milfs both freed Fumiko from the ankle lock, and served to put her at a further disadvantage! Due to the slickness of the oil, Yuna fell forward onto Fumiko, causing the alpha to thrash even more. "Get OFF, fatso!" Fumi shouted as she pushed against Yuna, though was unable to shove her off.

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When she looked down at Fumiko, Yuna's eyes narrowed into a piercing glare, and her teeth only clenched tighter in a grimace. Her fingers pulled firmly around the oil wrestler's ankle, refusing to let go. Fumiko had proven herself to be a wily opponent - and that was only making Yuna all the more determined to take her down. She had slipped through her fingers too many times for her liking. And more than a couple of those times, it had been literal! Every taunt and insult that left Fumiko's mouth was only reminding her of the animosity between them, and the disrespect Fumiko was showing her. Yuna wasn't one to tolerate disrespect. She needed to see Fumiko punished - and every close call she made just made her grow even more desperate.

Now that she had Fumiko by the ankle, though, she wasn't about to let go! "Just...stay down-!" But it was Yuna, ironically, who would be her own undoing. As she tried to adjust her position, she ended up slipping on the oil - and only a second later she found herself plummeting through the air, about to come down hard on top of her opponent!

The sound of a wet smack filled the air as Yuna dropped onto Fumiko, and the aftershocks of their impact caused their oil-slick flesh to shake and jiggle. Yuna clenched her teeth and shuddered, still coming down from the landing. She hissed through her teeth, waiting for the world to stop spinning. But she soon realized that with her full weight pushing down on her opponent, she had Fumiko trapped and unable to budge. It didn't take long for her to realize how she could turn things to her advantage!

"Oh, no...I'm staying RIGHT where I am!" Reaching up, Yuna attempted to grab two handfuls of Fumiko's hair so as to secure control of her head. If that was successful, she would pull it downward while sliding forward along her body, attempting to bring her chest down atop her rival's face to pin it to the mats with a breast smother!

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Fumiko grunted and growled as Yuna's full weight came crashing down ontop of her. Her leg still in pain from her rival punishing her with the ankle lock. Yuna wanted to punish Fumiko with the hold, but the position the women had ended up in was possibly even worse for Fumiko. "Get your FAT ass off me!" Fumi roared. Though, Yuna hadn't realised it right away, Fumi instantly knew that with both women's naked, oily breasts exposed, and being a particular point of competition for both, Yuna straddling her could lead right in to a humiliating defeat.

Fumiko thrashed as best she could, hoping the oil and built up sweat from the competition would help her to dislodge her opponent from ontop of her. As Yuna settled into her position atop Fumiko and both milfs felt each other's warm and intense embrace, the alpha realised that her chances only worsened by the minute. As Fumiko felt her hair get grabbed by her dominant rival, she realised the impending danger. Desperately latching onto Yuna's own hair, Fumiko tried to evade her fate!

As her fellow thick milf slid up her body, the former oil-wrestler wore an expression of shock and fear, her face going pale as she knew exactly what Yuna was playing at. "N-no! Get those saggy tits out of my-MPH!" Fumiko squealed as she was abruptly silenced, wide nipples and full, succulent, oily breasts covering her face and sealing her airways shut. Fumiko began to squirm and pathetically wriggle, desperately to dislodge her rival. Both women hated each other, both women matched each other perfectly. The "alpha" just couldn't lose this fight, not like this! Not to Yuna! But as Yuna's grip on her hair held firm and all that was left for Fumiko to inhale was the bountiful boobs of her rival!

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Even when Yuna threw herself at Fumiko as hard as she could to tackle her, the oil wrestler still couldn't resist another jab at her foe - and it just made Yuna grit her teeth in frustration, reminding her all the more of how desperate she was to see Fumiko punished. This woman had a lot of nerve, and not enough shame - despite Yuna's best attempts to teach her a lesson, she was still running her mouth altogether too much for her liking! But luckily, Yuna had plans of her own. And when she was as proud of her curves as she was - and when she knew as much as she did about using them - she already had a plan to get back at her bothersome foe.

The slick oil that coated both of their shapely bodies caused Yuna to slip and glide a few times as she fought her way upward along Fumiko's form, but she was determined. She had to see Fumiko learn a lesson in humility, and she was going to see that done at her hands! Even as Fumiko reached out to grab Yuna by her hair, and even when the pressure on her scalp caused the apartment wrestler to wince for just a moment, she soon reminded herself it wouldn't stop her for long. She was on a mission - and if anything, Fumiko was only helping to anchor their bodies together, something that could only play to Yuna's favor in the end!

Finally, Yuna shoved her breasts straight downward, squashing Fumiko's head against the mat! She hurled her body down with enough force to slam it into her opponent's, causing a wet smack to ring out through the arena. At last, Fumiko's voice grew muffled beneath Yuna's chest, and that brought a smile to her face - it was a vindication of her cause that she had finally been able to silence her foe like this. "Bitch...about time we shut up that annoying voice of yours-!"

But that smile soon faded. Yuna wasn't done here - not as long as Fumiko was still in the game. This wasn't over, and the momentary advantage she'd gained wouldn't mean anything until she had her rival flat and breathless beneath her! She could feel Fumiko continue to buck and writhe, fighting against the pressure, and the oil could only make Yuna's grip all the more tenuous; she teetered from side to side for a time. Still, she hissed through her teeth, bringing her legs closer together to squeeze Fumiko's sides with her thighs in an attempt to hold her in place. She'd come too far - she couldn't let her slip through her fingers now!

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Despite her inexperience in this kind of ring and match type, Yuna had Fumiko trapped with an expertly implemented breast smother. Fumi was well and truly trapped as Yuna had her ensared in her bountiful milf bosom! The former oil wrestler tried to kick and buck but as Yuna brought her thighs in closer to hold Fumiko in place; things were seeming increasingly dire for Fumiko, as she was beginning to get slower, Yuna's oil slicked tits stealing the breath from her lungs.

[CaptainL]

It was true that Fumiko had the edge over Yuna when it came to oil wrestling - but there was still nothing stopping her from using smothers, and no matter the circumstances, smothers were what Yuna did best! She had the size and the assets to make them devastating, and she wasn't afraid to fall back on those things! She had managed to throw herself down on top of her opponent's face, using her chest to block off her airways at the same time she let her weight sink down to keep Fumiko held in place. With the full force of her body bearing down on top of her, Yuna was sure, Fumiko had nowhere she could run to. When she coupled that with how she squeezed at Fumiko's sides to keep her stable, she could keep her foe all but immobilized, even with the slipperiness of the oil on her side. Now it was only a matter of time before the air was choked out of Fumiko's lungs - and Yuna just had to wait it out.

"That's it, bitch...not so tough now, are you?" Just to taunt her, she began to grind her chest up against Fumiko's head, bringing her face deeper into her cleavage while her oil-slick body rubbed back and forth across her waist and hips. She could feel Fumiko growing still as her motions slowed - and that told her that victory was within sight! A smile grew across her face with rising confidence, sure she had Fumiko under control! "Why don't you just settle in for a nap..."