Ripping the Midnight Oil: Ripley vs Midnight a Hentai Match

[RipleyBelieveItOrNot]

Match Type: Best of 3 Orgasms
Wrestlers: "The Unbelievable" Ripley vs Blair Evans "Midnight"

Spoiler

Ripley sat in the locker room psyching herself up. This should be a fun match. It was a standard hentai match. I mean the goal was pleasure not pain. And Ripley knew her way around the female body. She put on her wrestling gear, deciding to forgo the boots. She grabbed her headphones and made her way to the entrance ramp. She stood there waiting for her entrance music to start after her announcement.

Tonight we have an exciting match for everyone...

A best of 3 Orgasm Hentai Match...

Announcing First...

Standing at 5 foot 6 inches..
Weighing 135 pounds..
THE UNBELIEVABLE... RIPLEY!!!

'Here Comes the Boom' started blasting out of the loudspeakers as Ripley made her entrance. She waved and blew kisses to the cheering crowd. She did not fail to notice it was mostly young men for this match. She shook a few hands before she came to the ring. She dove under the ropes, before getting to her knees and arching her back. She stood up and hopped over to her corner. She climbed it and blew some more kisses to the crowd before jumping down. She loosened up, cracking her neck and shaking her body loose as she waited for her opponent.

[Elphie]

FIVE DAYS EARLIER

“Well, your last match went pretty well, a pretty good show making good numbers and reviews. If you keep going like this we could start thinking about making you progress in terms of a card placement…” Madison knew it was pretty soon in Midnight’s career to start thinking about that, but if her two matches so far were indicative of something was that the raven-haired knew how to make a good show despite what her prospects for a victory were. The manager got a dossier on her table and displayed it in front of Blair. “Okay, I brought you here to talk about your next rival. She has been around LAW more or less the same time as you, so this should be your paradigmatic rival. Do your best and we will take this one to a good port.”

“I’ll do my best.”

THE PRESENT DAY

Blair Evans - Midnight

Midnight was backstage looking at her rival entrance. She wore some voluminous headset while banging at the rhythm of her own entrance theme. She was a crowd pleaser too, taking some time to shake hands with fans. Arriving to the ring and striking a pose, this Ripley looked like a tough one ready to fight. With the start of Midnight’s theme the lights dimmed and she appeared on the ramp, walking towards the ring amongst the cheers of her growing fanbase. She threw some winks and blew some kisses as she approached the ring, making her usual show out of her coming in between the ropes, flaunting her body a little before her attention would completely shift towards her rival.

Walking to the center of the ring, Midnight would get a proper look at Ripley. A little shorter and most likely a bit lighter than her based on her looks, she could use that to her advantage. What the raven-haired couldn’t deny was that her rival was an absolute eye candy: slim but well built for combat, green haired and an energetic look to her. Midnight tried making a friendly approach. “Hey there. Ripley, right? I’m Midnight. Let’s have a fun match. I’ll give you my all.”, she said while offering Ripley a friendly handshake.

[RipleyBelieveItOrNot]

Ripley gladly took Midnight's hand. She liked when a match was more friendly. "Hello, Midnight! That is a sexy name. And don't worry you will be giving up all your juices all over the ring tonight." Ripley answered her with a wink. Once done with their handshake, the ref sent them back to their corners to await the bell.

RING!!!

The bell rang and the match began. Ripley would put her hands up in a kickboxing stance. She would step slowly to her opponent. Once they were close enough Ripley would try and grab her and put her leg behind Midnights. She would then use her leg to trip Midnight onto the mat. If that worked Ripley would get on top of her. "Let the fun begin!" She would say as she would start by fondling Midnight's breasts.

[Elphie]

Midnight couldn’t help but confidently grin when Ripley addressed her, complimenting her ring name and also sending her some challenging remark. “Thanks. Sadly I really want that win so I think it will be your juices the ones all around.”, she responded in a teasing, challenging tone. The referee broke the two of them before the bell would ring, signalling the match’s beginning. Midnight decided to take this cautiously. Her experience so far had taught her that starting things slow were the best since going too hard from the very beginning ended up with one getting exhausted so soon.

Adopting a guard stance, Midnight started circling around her rival. What was that posture Ripley took? Something out of some martial art it seemed. That was out of Blair’s area of expertise so her greenette rival was so far a mystery, and this played to her favor. When Ripley broke distance, Midnight couldn’t prevent her from getting her leg behind her and making her trip, falling on her back in a weakness moment Ripley used to mount her and start fondling her breasts.

“You don’t lose time. I like that…”, said Midnight while looking at her rival with a confident grin, breathing deep to prepare her mind for the pleasure she would soon be receiving, since Ripley’s breast massage was good. “However, two can play this game and you’re less protected than I am!” This wasn't an opinion but a fact because Ripley was wearing a sports bra and Midnight wore her trusty wrestling spandex leotard. Saying this Midnight’s hands rushed towards Ripley’s breasts, but instead of caressing them through her sports bra her hands would slip below it to directly fondling them, running her thumbs over her nipples to get the superiority in that exchange.

[RipleyBelieveItOrNot]

Ripley let out a moan as her opponents hand slipped under her top. "Careful your hands are cold," Ripley told her as her nipples stiffened from the fondling. Another moan escaped Ripley's lips, as she started to grind against the body of Midnight. She was really enjoying the start of this match.

Ripley knew she couldn't stay in this position though. She was hoping she would have more of an advantage here, but her opponent was an expert when it came to hentai matches it seems. Ripley would then stop fondling Midnight's breasts. She would move to grab Midnights and pull them free. She would keep one arm and bend down towards Midnight. She would try and trap Midnights neck and arm in a an arm triangle choke. She would whisper into Midnight's ear, "Let's see you protect against this.". Ripley would start licking and kissing Midnight's cheek. She would keep the choke just light enough as not to choke Midnight unconscious. Ripley would keep up her grinding of Midnight.

[Elphie]

“Don’t worry. They’ll get warm soon enough.” Hearing Ripley moan and noticing how her nipples stiffened against her hands gave Midnight a boost of confidence. This meant that in the pleasure race Midnight had got some sort of a head start. Despite the raven-haired being on the bottom of that exchange it could end up to her favor if she kept going with her current strategy. Ripley, however, had other plans. The greenette quickly used her advantageous position to swiftly transition and force Midnight into a Triangle Choke. “H-hhhrrrrkkkk!!” Midnight groaned when her air supply was cut short. She could get enough oxygen to remain conscious but she could feel herself getting weaker with each passing second. She tried pushing against Ripley’s body in an attempt to escape, but she was too weak to do so. To add insult to injury, the greenette was grinding against her body, slowly picking up her pace in the pleasure race. Not seeing any escape from this, Midnight would fight with the only resource she had at her disposal. Her hands would return to Ripley’s breasts, trying to stimulate her by kneading her orbs and paying some attention to her erect nipples, but if things kept going like that it would be a difficult situation for Midnight.

[RipleyBelieveItOrNot]

Ripley was feeling good about the chokehold. She felt like she was dominating her opponent. Ripley was even getting wet from it all. "I guess you could say I've taken your breath away," Ripley whispered into Midnight's ear in-between moans.

Then Midnight snuck a hand back to one of her breasts and started to play with it, focusing on her stuff nipple. "Oh fuck!" Ripley thought she had her opponent defeated here, but she was sneaky and was talented at working Ripley's tits. If Ripley wasn't careful this hold would soon be working against her. She had a fun idea though. Ripley, sat up releasing the hold and freeing her tit from the attack. "If you wanted my tits so much you could have just asked," Ripley teased as she lowered her tits right onto the face of her opponent and locking in a tight breast smother. She hoped to weaken her with this before she moved to her next attack. She made sure the breast smother was airtight so that Midnight was getting no oxygen.

[Elphie]

Midnight would have love not to let that quip be without a reply. She would have loved having a witty and frisky answer to Ripley’s words, whose style she liked by the way, but her mind was somewhere else, her situation becoming more and more pressuring as her air supply was smaller with each passing second.

There was some silver lining the raven-haired noticed though and that was how her rival was openly moaning in a signal of how in the pleasure race it looked like Midnight was still ahead. Seeing how Ripley reacted when Midnight got her hands on her breasts again she felt her resolve strengthened. She only had to endure the lack of air until the greenette couldn’t take anymore and released her, or even until she unexpectedly came. To that effort Blair devoted herself, but then Ripley made her next move. “H-hmmmpfg!!” Blair let out muffled protests against Ripley’s breasts when the woman got her on a breast smother. Midnight knew how bad this was but there was no escape. She doubled down with her efforts, licking Ripley’s mounds in hopes of getting free but her rival’s most sensitive parts were still covered by her bra. Soon enough Midnight started seeing black stains through the corner of her eyes, her body started feeling so heavy and her head so light. Her fighting arms fell limp to her sides and her fighting faded as she fell to a semi-unconscious state.

The referee, who was carefully watching the action, talked at that very moment. “Okay, she’s almost out. You have to release the hold, Ripley!”, she commanded putting the safety of the wrestlers always first.

[RipleyBelieveItOrNot]

Ripley obeyed the ref and released Midnight from the breast smother. She may not have passed out, but she was close to it. This was perfect for Ripley. She got up and grabbed Midnight's legs. She put her left leg between them, then wrapped Midnight's legs around it. Ripley then turned and flipped Midnight over, locking in a Sharpshooter.

"I know this hold can be painful, but the real perk is that it gives me easy access to some pleasure as well," Ripley teased as her free hand reached between Midnight's legs. She moved her spandex to the side and started to massage around Midnight's womanhood. "Now don't cum too quickly!"

[Elphie]

When Midnight was released from the Breast Smother complying with the referee’s orders the raven-haired was heavily dazed from the lack of oxygen. Her sight was dimmed and blurry and all sounds muffled, her hands feeling like wearing kitchen mittens. It wasn’t an overstatement to say she was almost out, so quickly recovering and mounting a comeback wasn’t in order. She needed to recover first.

Of course, Ripley wasn’t interested in letting Midnight rest and recover. Instead, the most logical course of action for the green-haired was to follow-up and capitalize on Midnight’s weak moment. And that was exactly what she aimed to do. Just as some awareness was coming back to Blair the next thing she felt was her body bending in an unnatural way as Ripley locked a Sharpshooter. “Graaagh! N-no…” Midnight protested when a jolt of pain coursed her legs and her lower back. That was a hold capable of making even the toughest of wrestlers tap out. But Ripley didn’t want a tap out as she was just about to prove.

Midnight’s eyes widened as realization of what was coming sank in just when Ripley moved aside her leotard and her pussy was welcome with the cool air of the arena. Blair tried then to bite her lips and not show how it felt when Ripley started rubbing her entrance, but it proved to hard. “You… wish… N-nnn~” The raven-haired could try her best to look composed but her breathing was getting more uneven and her situation was pretty bad since she wasn’t in any position to fight back. She would have to fight for a release or accept the fall. Getting on her elbows, Midnight tried enduring the pleasure and crawling until she could reach for the ropes, but her pants hinted how aroused she was getting at Ripley’s work, and the greenette would soon feel some wetness as Midnight’s body started betraying her. This was a desperate act for the raven-haired, probably her last stand if she couldn’t get her freedom soon.