Maxine Rossi vs. Desdemona 'Dizzy' Belti - Out of the Dark

[BlackAkuma]

Match Type: Oil Hentai
Victory Conditions: Victory by making your opponent orgasm.

***

Dizzy had a match

But not just any match

An oil match.

But not just any oil match

An oil hentai match.

But not just any oil hentai match.

An oil hentai match in public.

That last bit was the part that made all the other qualifiers so significant. While she had been having quite a few hentai matches since she came to LAW and some of them even in various viscous fluids, this would be her first time doing so in front of an actual crowd of people. All her other matches had been private ones on the After Dark brand, only for those willing to shell out for a subscription service. This would be on the main show, for all the world to see.

Including her mother.

Not that her mother was going to watch this in a million years, mind you, that wasn’t the problem. But having it be a public match meant that she had to tell her about it, that she couldn't just lie and keep it a secret and bank on her mother not understanding much about social media. The two of them had to have ‘The Chat’.

Honestly? It went well. Better than Dizzy could’ve hoped, a testament to the progress they’d made since her mother’s match with Alicia. While she still wasn’t exactly okay with the idea of Dizzy having a sexfight in front of thousands of people, she made enough peace with the concept that she could take an ‘out of sight, out of mind’ approach to it. As long as Dizzy promised to be safe and mindful of what she was doing, she had her…blessing? No, that wasn’t the right word. ‘Acceptance’ sounded better. This, she could live with.

She thought it wouldn’t be that big of a deal, but somehow, just knowing that her mother was okay with what she was doing gave her a boost of confidence, small that it was, and it stayed with her even now as she came down the ramp, bopping along to her

, wearing a tight

. She threw out some waves, slapped some hands, and promptly slid into the ring…maybe a little too hard, because the oil nearly carried her straight across to the other side and under the ropes again.

Thankfully, Dizzy managed to stop her slide at the last second, catching the ropes before she could fall out. That mishap earned more than a few giggles from the audience, but she played it off with a sheepish smile as she came up on her knees.

More than ready for this to start, Dizzy began rubbing the oil all over her body, getting herself nice and slick while she waited for her opponent to come in…

[CaptainL]

For Dizzy, this was a new experience, and one that she was out of her element for. But for Maxine, it was a return to form. As a former porn star turned hentai wrestling specialist, performing in front of a crowd was nothing new for her, whether that crowd was a film crew or a horde of cheering fans. In fact, if it meant she had an audience to see her dominate the competition and prove that she was hot shit, that was all the better! Tonight was her opportunity to show off that she was hot, that she was tough, and that she was someone LAW needed to be afraid of. And she was going to do just that!

Spoiler

Music

After Dizzy had made her entrance, the curtains parted, and Maxine came strutting out onto the ramp, her head held high and her back straight, with her breasts jiggling with every step she took - all in the name of sending a message to Dizzy about who it was she was up against. And the crowd went wild, cheering on her defiant and cocky attitude just as much as they cheered on her good looks and curvaceous figure. Maxine took it all in with a smile on her face, stopping at the ring apron to strike a pose for the cameras with her hand on her hip. "Yeah, get the good side!" she purred, before turning on her heel to step up onto the apron and climb in through the ropes.

Once she was in the ring, Maxine's gaze settled on Dizzy - and it was there that the corners of her lips crept up into a smile. This girl, she knew, was in over her head - she had slipped on the oil just getting to her corner, and Maxine easily dwarfed her in size. The former porn star folded her arms under her chest as she stood tall above her foe, all but assured there was no way Dizzy could pose a threat. But even if this was going to be an easy match...Maxine would still make sure it was a fun one.

"You're cute, honey," she teased, bending down to scoop up some oil from the mat and lather it over her body. "But I sure as hell hope you don't have anything riding on this match...'cuz that's not gonna go so well for you!" She smacked a hand against her own hefty behind, just to emphasize her point.

[BlackAkuma]

If asked - or not asked, since she would share the information at a moment’s notice - Dizzy would say that just about every woman was her ‘type’. She’d been with pretty much every variety you could care to name. Olds and youngs, talls and shorts, thicks and even thinners than she was. She liked to keep her tastes open, always trying new things, gunning for new experiences.

But, if she had to pick a few favorites, she would put a handful of qualities at the top of that list.

Dark-skinned.
Tall.
Thick.

So, when a dark-skinned, tall, thick as hell woman came sauntering down the ramp like she owned it, well… ”Hubba, hubba, hubba.”

Dizzy popped to her feet and impishly skipped about the ring as Maxine made her grand entrance, sliding through the room and bringing her imposing presence to bear. She stood tall and proud, looking down at her like she was just another ant to be squashed. Trying to be intimidating, and fair play, she would have been. The only problem was that this particular ant didn’t mind being crushed, so long as it was by the right boot.

At her words, Dizzy stepped forward and dared to get in the bigger woman’s personal space, close enough that her smaller body pressed against the bigger woman’s just enough to feel the heat between them. Her smile was playful, impish, irreverent.

”Signora, the only thing I plan on riding today is you. And these lovely, swarthy hips you’ve got.” She reached out and placed a tentative hand on said hips, never breaking eye contact with Maxine as she did. ”How does that plan sound to you?”

[CaptainL]

Seeing Dizzy's reaction to her presence would only make the grin grow even wider across Maxine's face. Yes, this was far from the first time anyone had praised her beauty, but no matter how many times it happened it never got old. Seeing such a warm reception even from the woman who she was supposed to be going head to head with told Maxine that if she had declared herself the World's Sexiest Love Machine, she deserved every bit of that reputation. "Someone likes what she sees..." she teased, leaning in ever so slightly against her opponent to press her breasts against her own. More to the point, though, it told Maxine that she had leverage she could apply over Dizzy - the younger girl was already enamored with her, and if they were competing in a hentai match, she had to ask herself if she was even going to try to fight back.

On the other hand, Dizzy's feelings might stir her to fight even more passionately. And she certainly seemed confident enough, as she issued a challenge of her own. Maxine placed her hands on her hips, taking a step back from Dizzy, but the smile never fell from her face. After all, how much of a threat could this girl even pose to her? "Awfully confident, aren't you? We'll just have to see how that works...either way, hon, I hope you're ready for a good time."

With that, Maxine stepped back into her corner, doing a few stretches as she prepared for the match to begin. And soon enough, the bell rang...

*DING DING DING*

With the match underway, however, Maxine wouldn't rush Dizzy right out of the gate. Instead, she'd take a few steps forward, lowering herself into a stance and raising her hands. "Come and get it~" she teased. If Dizzy wanted a piece of her so badly, Yuna would let the Young Lioness come to her!

[BlackAkuma]

”Someone definitely does.”

Dizzy raised up on her tiptoes as Maxine lowered, getting dangerously close to the bigger woman’s face and pressing her small breasts against the woman’s prodigious pair. Their bodies already slicked with skin, she could feel their tits pressing and molding against each other. So hot, and the bell hadn't even wrung yet.

She pouted, mock disappointment, as Maxine stepped away, leaving a few dissipating trails of oil between them. True, it wasn’t like she would have to wait long for another touch, but she was like a starving dog with a bone when it came to these things. ”Oh, I was ready two minutes ago.” She winked and skipped a couple steps back, before she dropped down into her grappling stance with heel raised and toes planted. ”Andiamo.”

Ding. Ding. Ding.

The second the third bell rang, Dizzy came sprinting out, closing the distance on Maxine at a rapid pace. Most times, a half-pint like her charging at a woman nearly twice her size would’ve been a profoundly stupid move, but here, she saw some sense in it. Oil wrestling wasn’t regular wrestling. She couldn't dance around the ring and hold her off, or whittle her down with strikes. She needed to get close, needed to get personal, need to take the initiative, or Maxine would crush her.

Which wouldn’t be the end of the world, mind you, but she wanted the woman to work for it.

She came to Maxine’s side, ducked lw, and tried to swing around so her opponent could stop her. Dizzy reached out and tried to wrap her arms around the big woman’s waist, looking to snag her quick with a wasitlock and maintain some control from a spot where she couldn't be easily grabbed.