Tara Jaeger vs. Prayuth Sakda - Ain't That a Kick in the Head

[BlackAkuma]

Honestly, the idea of pinning her like this hadn't even crossed Prayuth’s mind. He supposed he could’ve, but then, that would ruin the sex, which was way, way more important than the match at this point. ”Wouldn’t dream of it.”

That was all the invitation Pray needed - in he came.

He slid his way into Tara with a slow thrust, taking it easy at first, though he wouldn’t stay that way for long. Prayuth picked up the pace soon enough, moving in tandem with Tara and encouraging her to follow suit, trying to put them both into an increasing rhythm. The longer it went, the stronger he went, and he continued to grind as he brought his lips to hers once again, drawing her in with kisses.

[Bare]

With confirmation from Prayuth that he wouldn't try anything that was all Tara needed as she happily accepted his member entering inside her. "Mmmmph." Tara purred out, enjoying the feeling of it while arching her back, pressing her chest into his own before leaning up to accept his kiss. Pumping and grinding her hips against his own she moved with his rhythm, happily accepting his pace, even if she was the one seemingly intent on increasing the pace, made doubly so with how fervently she was kissing and pushing her tongue inside his mouth in their renewed make out session.

[BlackAkuma]

Prayuth wasn’t going to puff himself up and make himself come across as some insanely good lover, but he felt he was above average - if not, he never would have agreed to doing a hentai match in the first place, not the sort of person to go for a fight he didn’t think he could win. He could hold his own in the bedroom, and he’d never gotten much in the way of a complaint for his efforts.

Tara was different from just about any woman he’d ever laid with - stronger, faster, more energetic. Combine that with the overall situation pushing so many of his buttons, and it was no wonder he quickly found himself at the tipping point.

She drove in. Harder. Faster. The two of them synched up well, pounding, their bodies sliding against each other as the sweat grew and the air filled with familiar with scents. Prayuth’s guttural grunts turned to moans, his heart began to race, and the electricity began to course through his body - only a matter of time now. Seconds, most likely.

But he wasn’t going to go there alone. He brought things up to a fever pitch as he reached the final stretch, trying to drag Tara along with him, and he let it all out in a final, triumphant roar down her throat, gripping her tight as he burst.

[Bare]

"Hah... hah... ahhh!" Tara moaned out louder and louder in pleasure with each thrust and grind against one another, amplifying what she was feeling more and more. It wasn't exactly the most finessed and exciting lay she's ever had, but damn if Prayuth wasn't incredibly consistent and strong in what he was capable of doing. It was motions that may not have pleased everyone, but it was a near perfect fit for Tara and what she wanted out of an encounter like this.

Near perfectly in sync with one another as they did so it was no surprise that both were reaching their limit sooner than later. Tara could feel that Prayuth member inside of her was swelling up and nearing it's bursting point. Likewise she herself was feeling herself build up inside, her inner walls getting wetter and wetter and within moments she could feel that she was at her breaking point. "Mhmmmmmmm!" Tara moaned out loudly into Prayuth's mouth as she finally came, hopefully along with Prayuth as well!

[BlackAkuma]

He came.

She came.

The crowd cheered.

Cheering crowds weren’t anything new for Prayuth, he tended to draw them wherever he went. People cheering for him to fuck, though, was a new experience, one he didn’t hate, especially considering what he’d just went through. After Tara reached her own climax, he pulled out and flopped to the side, breathing heavy.

”That…that was good.” He looked her way with a lazy smile and reached down to tuck his pride back in his pants. Wouldn’t do to have that flopping about for the rest of the match. ”Got that out of our system - ready for the real fight?”

[Bare]

Tara let out a long, relieved sigh of utter pleasure and relief as she let out a load before laying on her back next to Prayuth, breathing a bit heavily but very much enjoying the experience to the point she barely took notice of the crowd. "Yeah... it was... I needed that." Tara said while sitting up, smiling softly as she heard the man's question. "Yeah.. I'm ready.... are you?" She asked and, without waiting for a reply she would push up suddenly, looking to straddle the man's waist while reaching down to grab his head and pull him up while curling her arm around his neck to try and lock in a guillotine choke!

[BlackAkuma]

Another satisfied customer.

…okay, yeah, that was a bit much, even for him, but Pray was always happy when his lovers came away loving the experience, something he could take pride in. Especially when they gave as much as they got, which was something he could say for Tara. Numbers would be getting exchanged after this match, he was sure of it, and he was already looking forward to a little more private time.

But it was time they got back to business - more sex could come later, it was time for the fighting. ”Sure thing, babe.” He nodded and started to rise. ”Just let me-”

He knew Tara was down to fight, but even he hadn't anticipated that she would be going back on the offense so quickly, reaching and pulling him into a tight guillotine choke. As much as he enjoyed the feeling of their bodies so close together, he wasn’t keen on being unable to breathe while that happened, so he, understandably, wanted to change that. Soon.

Gritting his teeth, Prayuth forced his way up and made an attempt at standing, even as Tara clung on like the sexy monkey she was. With his arms free, he tried to throw a couple of stiff shots into her side, hoping it would give her enough incentive to let him go.

[Bare]

Tara was certainly satisfied after that little break but she would be even more satisfied when she could win this match altogether and get her hand raised up in victory. Then afterwards she can Prayuth could go and have some more fun together, and maybe dinner, she would definitely be hungry after all this. Whatever the case right now she was on top, quite literally squeezing Pray' neck in a tight and surprise guillotine choke.

One she hoped would leave him gasping and vulnerable to her expert hands. Unfortunately however Prayuth had one major advantage against Tara in this bout and that was his size and strength over her as he slowly got up and hefted Tara along with her, forcing her to wrap her legs around his hips to keep in position, but then he started firing shots into her rib!

"Ugh! Agh! Ngh!" Tara cried out in pain with each shot before letting go and hopping back down to the mat. However she didn't let go of Pray' head, instead she loosened her hold and shifted it from a choke to a clinch so the moment her feet touched the mat she would push her legs up to try and start laying into Pray with some muay Thai style knee shots!

[BlackAkuma]

Tara was stronger than Pray would’ve guessed just by looking at her. He had gotten a good feel of her body with the opening exchange - a hot, intimate feel - and got a good sense of the sort of power she could pack, but there was a distinct difference between guessing that and feeling it as it clamped around your throat. She absolutely could’ve put him down like this, which wouldn’t have been the worst thing in the world. But he did want to win, so…

Shots, it was. Deep shots, targeting her ribs and drilling hard. To her credit, she held on a lot longer than he would’ve expected from most women - hell, most guys. But she could only take so much punishment, and eventually she had to bring her legs, switching from the choke to something much more familiar.

A clinch. Knees. Yeah, Prayuth had been here before, damned often. Using muy thai moves on a nak muay was bold, he’d give her that, and his first instinct was to show her how it was really done. But a better idea came to him soon after.

Instead of pulling away, he pulled in, bringing his hands out of the clinch and wrapping them around her body instead, in something close to a lover’s embrace. ”Ready to fly?”

That was the only hint Pray gave before he arched his back, spun around, and attempted to plant her ont he canvas with a belly-to-belly suplex.

[Bare]

Tara was determined to break the stallion that was Prayuth Sakda, and if that meant physically with unrelenting physical attacks that kept from breathing let alone responding then so be it. If she could manage it then it would make what they'd do after all the more enjoyable for her. It was why she went ahead and hauled the man up from her guillotine choke and transferred into something she knew would be a bit closer to home for Prayuth with a muay thai clinch followed up with some brutal knee strikes into the man's core.

Unfortunately however it wouldn't be enough to stall him for long as he broke his hands from her grip and instead wrapped them around her waist, pulling her in close and actually making Tara blush a bit as he did so, not even registering his words until it was too late. "Whoa!" Tara yelled out as she was then suddenly flung through the air and crashed into the mat with a belly to belly suplex! "UGH!" Tara cried out in pain, hitting the mat back first and immediately sitting up and holding her back in response, rocked by the impact!