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

[BlackAkuma]

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

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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.

[CaptainL]

Maxine knew exactly how enamored her opponent was with her, and that thought brought a smile to her face. She was flattered by the attention, yes, but it was more than just that. Maxine knew that Dizzy was practically lining up for a shot at her, and if she played her cards right, the smaller girl could willingly walk right into her embrace. No matter what depravity Maxine had in store for her, it seemed she was ready to eat it all up. And if Maxine wanted to show the world what she was capable of, this seemed like the perfect opportunity to showcase her talents.

And just as Maxine had anticipated, Dizzy didn't have any hesitations about getting up close and personal right out of the gate. As the two women moved into range, Dizzy threw her arms around Maxine's waist to try and maintain a grip on her. But Maxine would only meet that with a chuckle. "Already ya can't keep your hands off me, huh?~" she teased, before she gave a sharp buck with her hips to try and slam them against her opponent's, looking to jostle her! And, given the oil-slick mats beneath their feet, going after Dizzy's balance could well give Maxine an edge!

[BlackAkuma]

Going for this waist lock wasn’t just so she could get her hands on Maxine and feel up her amazing body - that was about 90% of it, sure, but 100%? No, even Dizzy wasn’t that simple-minded.

She wanted to get a feel for what this woman could do, what sort of power she was up against, here. Yeah, she looked impressive, but LAW had a lot of women who cut a good figure but didn’t have much going on beneath the hood. She needed to know if Maxine was all talk, no walk.

Survey says?

A massive hip thrust into Dizzy’s lap told the tale, hitting with enough force to lift the tiny Italian off the ground. The hold was broken immediately and she dropped to her knees right away, nearly splatting on her face. There was a ton of power in that lower body, and she’d just been given a big enough sample to nearly overdose.

Oh, this was gonna be so much fun. Yes.

With an impish grin, Dizzy reached out, grabbed Maxine’s ankle with both arms, and gave it a hard pull, trying to catch the bigger woman off guard and use the slipperiness to make her fall as well. 50/50 shot on this blowing up in her face, she knew, but Dizzy wasn’t in a mood for inaction.

[CaptainL]

Maxine's move was just as flashy as it was effective, and that was exactly the way she liked it. The crowd popped off with cheers at the sight of her throwing a well-placed hip thrust against Dizzy's midsection, one so powerful it was enough to lift her opponent off her feet! Dizzy sunk to her knees a moment later, and Maxine beamed with pride in her efforts, standing tall with her chest thrust forward and a smug smile on her face. "There's more where that came from~" she teased, throwing a smack across her ass that left it jiggling - and drawing even louder cheers. Maxine was soaking up all the attention, and she was here for it.

However, it seemed as though Dizzy was quicker on her feet than Maxine had given her credit for. She might have lost her footing, but she wasn't out. Before Maxine could make another move, Dizzy grabbed her by her ankles, pulling her footing right out from under her! With the mats slick beneath her feet, that was enough for Maxine to lose her balance, letting out a gasp before she dropped down onto her back with the sound of a wet smack. She coughed as the air was driven from her lungs. Her head was left spinning, and for a scant few seconds she couldn't keep track of where Dizzy had gone.

But she did know one thing - she wasn't going to go down without a fight! As Maxine caught her breath, she looked back up, settling a glare on Dizzy. "Tricky one, I see..." she muttered. Then, she tried to kick her feet free of Dizzy's grip; if that worked, she'd throw a kick in front of her to try and strike her opponent in the face!

[BlackAkuma]

In a regular match, this would be going so poorly already. Maxine was a big woman - yes, that went without saying, but Dizzy could only really appreciate the size difference when she was close like this, when she was trying to get her arms around those powerful hips and giving her a good squeeze. She might not have been a bodybuilder like her more, but she was still a brickhouse, and she would’ve been completely immovable.

That was the great thing about oil, though - it made a wonderful equalizer. She pulled at Maxine’s leg and down she went, flat on her back, making a lovely mess of things. Dizzy scrambled back into a crouch, then popped forward, knowing a golden opportunity when she saw one.

Straight into a kick.

It wasn’t so much the kick itself that did a number on Dizzy, but the surprise of it - it just wasn’t the sort of thing she was expecting in an oil match, even if there weren’t rules against it. Needless to say, it brought her pounce to a dead stop, knocked all the momentum out of her, and left her flopping on the canvas, face down, unmoving for a couple of seconds. She stirred soon enough, but she was slow and sluggish, her world having been thoroughly rocked.