[Semi-Hentai Oil Match] Charlotte Ravel' vs Daisuke Takeuchi - Oiled passion

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Having a wealth of experience, Charlotte knew for sure that any fighter would always try to return to the match, no matter how desperate the situation was. That's why she didn't slow down for a second, literally depriving Daisuke of the opportunity to oppose her with anything.

As she expected, after her suplex, the Japanese guy clearly wanted to take a more advantageous position. But unfortunately for him, the Sand Lizard acted too quickly and decisively. Even before the black-haired guy had time to realize the danger of his situation, both of Charlotte's feet crashed into his face.

The force of the collision was so great that Daisuke's body bent in an arc, after which he ended up completely on his back. Covering his face with his hands, the black-haired guy made loud painful groans, which clearly pleased Nerissa.

Charlotte hurried to get up on one knee. It wasn't hard to see how heavy her breathing was. Endurance had never been her strong suit, so continuing to act at such a high pace was very problematic for her.

However, her efforts have clearly borne fruit. Everything she did was just the groundwork for something much grander, the Frenchwoman just wanted to make sure that her opponent couldn't do anything at the crucial moment. She was ready now.

“Time to finish this...” she muttered.

Without losing her concentration, she intended to grab Daisuke's wrist and elbow, then pull him up and force him to his feet. The oil that covered their bodies wouldn't have helped her this time, but the Sand Lizard was sure that even that wouldn't stop her. She intended to use one of her finishers to deal with Daisuke once and for all.

[Teenwrestler]

The suplex sending him to the corner turnbuckle had left him winded enough for the prince to not get back up in time and soon things would go from bad to worse for him. Not expecting a quick attack, her feet smacked against his face while he was trying to get back up on his feet and was on all fours. The baseball slide kick would send him tumbling and rolling back on the oiled mats, covering his naked body with more of the oiled substance as he was left in a rather humiliating position. He was cursing himself! Why her, why this match type and how he was suffering this indignity when it was supposed to be Charlotte!

Those thoughts were racing in his mind while he was down on his back, face buried in his hand. He could hear her mutter something to herself but he was not quite sure what she said. It did not matter though, as Charlotte would reach down to grab his wrist and elbow to pull him back up to his feet. The prince was too rattled and daze to muster a counter attack, there he stood- in all his naked and oiled glory in front of a topless and equally oiled woman.

This was the end of the road and Daisuke knew it, he was too tired to fight back. All that now remained was now to see, what Charlotte would do. "NO! This is impossible! I will never accept defeat against the likes of you" he said, refusing to accept his face. Daisuke would firmly shove Charlotte away from him to create some space, and then look to lunge towards her in an attempt to hit her with a clothesline to try and knock her down.

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It seemed obvious to the audience that the match was completely under Charlotte's control. Despite the fact that she was a noble fighter, her bare breasts and her oil-covered body did not bother the Frenchwoman at all, which allowed her to exert powerful psychological pressure on her opponent. Surely after all this many fighters in Charlotte's place would have allowed themselves to relax as if the match had already ended with their victory. But the Sand Lizard adhered to other principles.

Even with all her successes, she was as focused as possible the moment she started to lift Daisuke to his feet. Winning is not something you should celebrate in advance. She was well aware that victory awaited her only after the bell rang. Therefore, she maintained absolute composure despite the very deplorable condition of the black-haired guy.

And, as it turned out, for good reason.

As soon as Daisuke was on his feet, he managed to push the pink-haired woman away from him. Even Nerissa raised her left eyebrow at that moment, not expecting such a development. When Daisuke rushed towards Charlotte in order to knock her down, the audience gasped loudly in surprise. The only person who was completely unsurprised by what was happening was Charlotte herself. A real fighter is always ready for an attack from the opponent.

Therefore, instead of taking a defensive stance or jerking sharply to the side, she rushed towards her Daisuke. The Sand Lizard, showing excellent reflexes, intended to dive under Daisuke's arm, thereby dodging his clothesline.

However, that wasn't the only thing she did.

Due to her speed, almost no one noticed that she also threw her right hand up and to the right to grab the black-haired guy's left shoulder. Yes, that's right. She didn't only expect his attack, but she also knew exactly what to do next. As soon as the Japanese guy's arm passed over her head, she was going to straighten up to her full height, and then, without any words or warnings, lean back to slam Daisuke's face into the surface of the pool with what many people knew as a reverse STO, but what she called the sly lizard because it was one of the her signature moves!

However, Charlotte would not have stopped there. This time, she wasn't going to get Daisuke on his feet. Right now, they were both in a literally perfect position for something else. As soon as they were on the surface of the pool, Charlotte was going to throw her left leg over the black-haired guy's head to press her powerful thigh against his neck and chin. The last thing she had to do was join her palms, wrapping Daisuke's head and her leg, and then forcefully pull back, thereby starting to strangle Daisuke with a Koji clutch hold, which in fact was her submission finisher and which she called the lizard's tail!

[Teenwrestler]

The end was certainly near. Everyone could see it, especially Charlotte. The only person who refused to, was Daisuke. He felt that he was still in control. He felt that Charlotte was still not a real wrestler, compared to him. In his mind, Charlotte was just a pretender! With all of these raging thoughts in his mind, he could not bear when Charlotte mentioned that it was "time to finish this". Gritting his teeth, his fists shaking, he desperately lashed out towards her in a last ditched attempt for a clothesline to knock her to the mat so that he could turn this bout around.

Desperate, drenched in sweat and oil, naked for the whole arena to see, the prince lunged in but the Sand Lizard was ready. She was ready to strike the prince down. She met his charge head down, lunging towards him and ducked under his extended arm. "N-Nani?!" he gasped as she dodged his clothesline attempt. In a flash, she would grab his left shoulder and then drive him face first to the oiled surface of the canvas in a reverse STO. The oil splashed about while he groaned in pain, clutching his nose that took the brunt of the impact.

There was no escape from what was to come next either. Before he could even think on what to do next, Charlotte's oiled left thigh would would go over his head and press against his neck and chin before her palms together to wrap his head and her leg in a vicious Koji clutch submission to choke him out. Daisuke would gag and gasp, desperate for air as he squirmed about in the submission. His arm extended to try and get to the ropes, which seemed quite far away and time running out because he was already feeling light headed.

It didn't take long, the force of the submission and Charlotte's strength was too much. He had no choice. After a couple of moments struggling in the submission, he would begin tapping the oiled surface of the canvas.

Daisuke was submitting.

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At one point, even Nerissa looked worried. Although Daisuke's attack was motivated by desperation, it came as a surprise to the Native American woman. However, the Sand Lizard was ready, and therefore her friend did not have to worry. Acting as coolly as ever, the martial arts master turned the black-haired guy's attacks against him.

After Daisuke's face crashed into the mat, Charlotte intended to end this match. Using both her legs and arms, she trapped her opponent in the submission hold, from which he had no chance of escaping even considering the fact that they were both completely covered in oil.

Having almost completely lost the ability to breathe and clearly in great pain, the black-haired guy began to try to move towards the ropes. However, he might as well have started asking Charlotte to let him go. Nerissa smoothly sank down and lay down next to the fighters. Propping her right cheek on her hand, she silently watched Daisuke flutter.

“Shouldn't you ask if he wants to give up?” Charlotte asked her best friend, slightly raising her left eyebrow.

“Should I?" Nerissa asked. “Perhaps!" She nodded. “Will I?" She tilted her head slightly to the side. “No!" Her lips stretched into a smile. “Do I enjoy being difficult?” The Native American woman licked her lips, savoring every second of Daisuke's suffering. "Most definitely!"

Yes, she could have done her duty and asked him a question, thereby encouraging him to act. However, unlike Charlotte, Nerissa was not nearly as noble.

Noticing that Nerissa wasn't going to do anything, the Sand Lizard took a deep breath and sent even more force into her arms and legs, thereby increasing the pressure on Daisuke's neck. She wanted to make him either give up or lose consciousness. She didn't care what it would be. For a few more tense seconds, her opponent tried to resist, but then she chose an option in which he would not have to lose consciousness.

Daisuke tapped.

At the same moment, the Frenchwoman relaxed her arms and legs, thereby releasing her opponent. Nerissa lazily got to her feet and waved her hand somewhere towards the commentators' table, after which the bell rang.

Ding-Ding-Ding.

To a roar of applause, Charlotte rose to her feet. Even though her breathing was heavy and her body, especially her lush bare breasts, glistened with oil, she looked very majestic at that moment. However, the Frenchwoman looked a little confused. She was used to the referee coming up to her at such moments to raise her hand and officially recognize her as the winner, but this time it didn't happen. So Charlotte looked at Nerissa questioningly.

“Why don't you raise my hand so we can end with this?" The pink-haired woman asked.

“With great pleasure," Nerissa nodded, and then her eyes seemed to light up. “If you do me a favor.”

“What?” Charlotte did not understand.

Instead of answering, Nerissa licked her lips and looked down. The Frenchwoman immediately understood what her friend wanted from her. She pursed her lips slightly, and a slight blush appeared on her cheeks. However... it was clear that Charlotte wasn't really too embarrassed.

“No...” she tried to refuse.

"Oh, come on," Nerissa rolled her eyes, and then smiled again. “This big guy thought he'd get an advantage by making you topless, not to mention the oil." She tilted her head slightly. “So maybe we should make sure that he doesn't forget this match?”

Charlotte was lost in thought for a moment, and then took a deep breath. Well, so be it. When she looked at Daisuke, her eyes sparkled, and then she lifted her right foot slightly. Just to press her toes against his cock and then raise up her heel. At this point, the audience seemed to go berserk and roared like a pack of wild animals. Nerissa smiled wider than ever, took her best friend's wrist and raised Charlotte's hand up, officially recognizing her as the winner of the match.

“Now think about it,” Nerissa told Daisuke, letting go of her friend's hand and squatting down. “If you were defeated by the most noble fighter I know...” she bit her lower lip. “What can I do with you when we're naked in the oil?”

Without saying anything else, Nerissa got to her feet. And because she knew that Charlotte wouldn't do it, the Native American woman took a step to the side and picked up the black-haired guy's trunks. The Frenchwoman, although she tried, could not hold back a grin at that moment, because now her opponent will have to leave the arena naked against his will. Charlotte herself picked up her bikini top, but instead of putting it on, she decided to give the audience some more pleasure. Anyway, it's not every day they get the chance to see her almost completely naked.

Charlotte and Nerissa left the ring. After glancing over their shoulders one last time to look at Daisuke, who had made the big mistake of challenging them, they headed up the ramp. Nerissa was smiling broadly at every step, and even Charlotte, despite her bare breasts, felt some satisfaction at that moment. Being in a great mood, the friends disappeared behind the curtains.