Ortega Hatch vs. Rainbow Mika - Just A Touch Of Love

[BlackAkuma]

Rainbow Mika’s Flying Peach landed perfectly, with the kind of precision that could only come from years of practice. It was actually a pretty hard move to land properly - she had to learn to gauge her opponent’s height and jump to meet their face even when she couldn't see it. Not to mention that turning your back on an opponent, even for a second, was a dangerous prospect in a heated match.

But the reaction she got from the fans - loud, rowdy, chanting her name - made it all worth it. And when she landed it, it did hurt.

"Number one with a bullet, baby!" She came strutting out of the ring with her fist held high, rallying the crowd behind her, but there weren’t just cheers coming her way - there was a lusty undercurrent to it, the sound of anticipation, and Rainbow Mika played it up and pretend to not know what it was about. With wide-eyes, she looked over her shoulder and spied her opponent sitting in the corner, the position they often fell into when she did that move against the turnbuckle. Absolutely perfect.

Rainbow Mika looked back to the audience, nodded, then gave her cheeks an epic slap and backed all the way up, thrusting her legendary cheeks into Ortega’s pretty face for a full Stinkface, getting total coverage over her features. She grabbed the ropes for support and ground down, swaying her hips left and right, making sure Ortega was well and truly in there. And since this was a hentai match, she had one little twist to add.

With one foot on the canvas, she raised the other up, brought it between Ortega’s spread legs, and began to rub her foot against the woman’s pussy, stroking her, stimulating her, even as she stole the woman’s breath away. She’d never tried this variation of the Stinkface before, she was curious to see what sort of reaction she would get.

[ADarlingDucky]

Ortega splatted against the corner post, limbs splaying out as her sudden rush was brought to an equally sudden stop. The impact had indeed forced the air out of her, but that was secondary to the far more dangerous problem that was Mika flying at her full force, leaping into the air and spinning herself around, executing one fo her most well-known moves with brutal efficiency. The flying peach would see Ortega take a face-full of that legendary ass, rocking her backwards and knocking all sense clean out of her, and leaving her limbs very quickly betraying her, the social media mogul dropping hard into the corner of the ring, landing with a dull thud and a grunt. And there she sat, head resting against the turnbuckle behind her as her eyes gazed upwards, unfocused, only to find a sudden shadow cast on herself as Rainbow Mika came to stand directly in front of her.

"Nnngh... wha... I'm... oh." Oh was right. Ortega, collecting herself, would bare witness to Mika's hands coming back to clap her mighty cheeks, setting up a fan favorite, and spelling what could be doom for the seated woman! And then, before she could even process, Mika would drop down atop her, Ortega's face sinking into her plump backside as she was delivered a stinkface that would make even the sternest faces blush!

"Mmmmmph!" Ortega was buried in a sea of ass, Mika's plump, meaty cheeks completely swallowing her face as she ground her hips side to side to keep the downed woman smothered. And to top it all off, Ortega soon felt Mika plant a foot against her groin, beginning to slowly grind it against her crotch!

"Mmmph?! Mmmh... hhhmm..." Ortega stiffened underneath Mika, before her body seemed to relax, the rough grinding bringing both pain and pleasure, but the social media star would let out a low moan into Mika's cheeks, hands moving to grip her foe's thighs. It seemed that Ortega was thoroughly stopped in her tracks, and as Mika continued to grind her plump cheeks against the seated wrestler, Ortega's lower body twitched this way and that, letting Mika know that her offense was plenty effective!

[BlackAkuma]

Rainbow Mika had to say, she was getting into this hentai wrestling a lot quicker than she’d expected. She understood that management was hardly throwing her to the sharks on her first match - Ortega was young, not super experienced, and probably would’ve had a similar match against more seasoned wrestler, hentai or not. But she was getting a good feel of the flow a hentai match needed to have, and seeing ways she could incorporate her traditional style into it. She didn't see herself becoming an official hentai wrestler, but this was certainly a well she wanted to draw from again.

Using the stinkface as a way to get someone off was working surprisingly well. She had Ortega firmly wedged, and all the fight was fleeing her, leaving her limp and loving it. The grinding on her pussy kept her relaxed, and Rainbow Mika was fairly certain she could’ve made her pop with just htis alone.

It was tempting to try, too, but somehow, she wouldn’t have been too happy with that as an ending. No, she had better way to get that done, though it hardly meant she was through with Ortega in this corner.

After a final, definite grind of her hips, Rainbow Mika stepped forward and freed Ortega from her fleshy prison, letting her foe get in some breaths of fresh air while she paraded forth with her fist raised high. After a quick rally from the crowd, she came back, grabbed Ortega by the head and lifted her up against the turnbuckle.

"Enjoying yourself, huh?" She moved in, pressed her forearm against the woman’s chest, and slid her thick, bare thigh between her legs to keep Ortega stimulated with a slow, undulating grind. Her face came close to her foe’s, well into kissing range, close enough to taste her breath on the tongue. "Is that all you got for me? Because if it, I might have to start having fun in other ways..."

[ADarlingDucky]

For as resolute as she had been while coming into this match, Ortega sure felt like she was crumbling quickly. Not only had Mika seemed to shrug off her only real form of offense so far, but now she had been cornered, smothered, and was being toyed with by her opponent using her boot, grinding against her womanhood as she suffered a face full of Mika's ass. It wasn't the worst thing, but it was somewhat concerning just how effective it felt, Ortega's face growing hotter and hotter by the second, which Mika could likely feel against her thick rear. That would leave Ortega buried in cheeks until Mika felt like she was done with teasing her, and fortunately for Ortega, the blonde would cut her a break before she was forced over the edge, suddenly standing up and removing her foot from Ortega's womanhood, the ebony beauty taking in a deep breath the second she was able.

Ortega would liked to have taken a moment to get her breath back, maybe ease the tingle she felt running through her body, but the blonde was on a roll now, and she'd soon spin around, reaching down to collect the social media influencer. Ortega could feel the sheer amount of power Mika possessed as she was suddenly hefted up off of the mat, stood back up in the corner as Mika moved in, nice and close, real intimate.

Ortega took a heavy breath when Mika's leg came up in between hers, and she would let out a small groan, Mika's face closing in as she teased Ortega, the two only an inch apart from one another.

"I've got... more than this... just wait..." She wanted to sound more confident than she felt, but unfortunately, the wobble in her voice each time that Mika applied some pressure with her leg would make sure that her position was clear. Still, she'd offer what fight she could, leaning in to try and use her height advantage, attempting to push at Mika to try and get her off, pressing their foreheads together and breathing hard as she exerted herself!

[BlackAkuma]

So, full disclosure, Rainbow Mika had never done this sort of thing before.

But she had seen it done.

A couple years ago, HARMAGEDDON might have treated her and some of the other girls to a night out. And they might have gone to a certain strip club, named ICE, which was owned by a former Wrestle Angel named Freia Kagami. And she might have gotten a special lap dance by said Wrestle Angel, which might have been the hottest thing that had happened to her at this point in her life.

Suffice to say, Rainbow Mika wasn’t wholly unfamiliar with the ancient art of lapdancing. It wasn’t exactly a skill she had been honing, but now that she found herself in this position, in this match, more than a few things were coming back to her.

As Ortega melted against her, she ground against her with her thigh, pressing hard and working her up with a steady motion. Their breasts pressed against each other and squashed in the middle, all sweaty and slick and steady, with their hardened nipples jousting beneath the fabric.

And then, of course, there was the kiss.

Rainbow didn’t respond to Ortega with words. Instead, she moved in, pressed their lips together, and took her with steaming lips, engaging her the only way she knew - hungrily, aggressively, passionately. Her tongue challenge the woman’s to a private wrestling match as their teeth scraped against each other, and she sent moans roaring down her opponent’s throat.