Milf battle in oil! Fumiko Miura vs Yuna Matou

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Fumiko shoved Yuna off herself, causing both milfs to slide a fair distance before they both got to their knees. It seemed that Fumiko's sudden explosive temper had deepened tensions significantly between the two women, especially her choice of insult to Yuna. However, for the alpha there was no love lost. If Yuna hated Fumiko then the feeling was mutual and Fumiko would have it no other way.

As Yuna replied to Fumiko's choice of words and the audience felt the tension, the alpha was determined to not be intimidating by the rival before her. "You heard me! Or has the old age made you deaf?" Fumi insulted, pointing condescendingly at Yuna. Fumiko then began to approach Yuna on her knees, trying to lock up with her once more. "Coming in here, taunting me, you slut! You think you're gonna sit on me?! I'll knock you out, tramp!" Fumiko roared in competitive anger.

[CaptainL]

When this match had started, Yuna's demeanor showed the playful tones she was known for - coming from her background shooting apartment wrestling videos, she was eager as ever to flaunt her body, knowing that all the fans would eat it up, and she looked forward to a match that promised to be a fun roll in the oil with a like-minded and equally talented opponent. But as she was quickly discovering, Fumiko had no intents on keeping things friendly for long. Her insults were swiftly growing personal - and with that, Yuna was ready to drop the niceties. Her eyes narrowed into a glare as she locked onto her opponent, and her hands balled into fists. Yuna might have been known as a flirty, sexy crowd-pleaser...but when push came to shove, she was ready to stand up for herself, too!

Fumiko was only digging herself deeper, taunting Yuna about her age. It made her stomach tighten when she heard it - after all, her husband had left her for a younger, slimmer woman, which left her questioning her self-image. Though her work in wrestling had helped her gain her confidence back, Fumiko was certainly striking a nerve, and she wasn't about to put up with it much longer!

"Anyone ever told you you should watch that mouth, before you say anything you regret!?" Yuna shot back. She crept closer to Fumiko on her knees, crawling along with a sense of purpose that wasn't held back by the slick surface of the canvas beneath her. Fumiko was offering a lockup...but Yuna wasn't about to play by those rules. Fumiko hadn't earned her respect. As her eyes settled on her face, her brow furrowed with disgust, and she lashed out with a sharp back-handed smack right across the Alpha's cheek! Yuna wanted to brawl, whether Fumiko was ready or not!

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Fumiko inched nearer to her rival. Yuna's expression now matched her own, full of hatred for the rival before them, a rival each woman was determined to defeat and smother. The only question was, which milf would actually be the winner? As the alpha trudged through the oil to Yuna, she wanted to show that it was herself who would be the superior milf in this ring.

Fumiko's breasts jiggled as she slid along as fast as she could before stopping in front of Yuna. The alpha expected another test of strength however, Yuna was angered and she smacked Fumiko, an action that would change the course of this meeting between rivals permanently. "I don't regret a thing! Fat ugly whore!" Fumiko insulted with pure venom in her voice. Her cheek stang but Fumi ignored the pain to pay Yuna back for that strike. Fumiko went straight for Yuna's ponytail, pulling violently before shoving her hand under Yuna's bikini and clawing at her tit. "My tits are going straight on your face to smother you, fatty!" Fumiko threatened, continuing to insult Yuna's weight.

[CaptainL]

Yuna had been prepared for a playful tussle with an opponent who was well versed in oil wrestling. With Fumiko's expertise coupled with Yuna's winsome looks and crowd-pleaser attitude, everything seemed to be set up for a night of sexy fun. Going into this match, Yuna couldn't shake the feeling that there was something about Fumiko that put her on guard, but she didn't question it at first. Now, though, there was no hiding it any more. Fumiko wasn't going to mince words - and now, things were getting personal. Yuna wasn't concerned with putting on a show any more. Oil or no oil, this was a real fight!

Her slap cracked across Fumiko's face, turning the alpha's head to the side as Yuna settled a hateful glare. But if Yuna was going to get rough, Fumiko only had more where that came from. With one hand, she grabbed at Yuna's hair, yanking back at it; the former apartment wrestler winced as she felt the pain stabbing into her scalp, and her face contorted into a grimace. With her other hand, though, Fumiko sank her nails into the flesh of Yuna's breast - and that caused her to throw back her head with a scream as a burning sensation ran through her whole body!

Two could play at that game, Yuna thought! Reaching up with both hands, she grabbed for Fumiko's hair, giving it a sharp tug as she tried to bend her back away from her. At the same time, she shoved forward to mash her breasts into her opponent's own, bringing her body into hers with a forceful push! "Your tits don't even hold a candle to mine!"

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The fight was on and it would be easy to forget that the oil was there at all with the aggression of both women towards one and other. The crowd, the oil, none if it mattered. All that mattered now was that both women were going at each other and one was going to reign supreme at the end. This wasn't a playful scuffle with two bubbly ladies. This was a catfight between two alpha milfs.

Fumiko clawed at Yuna's tit hatefully. Fumi despised the sight of her rival's sexy curves and how they matched her own. Fumiko pulled hard on Yuna's ponytail. However, her concentration on the assault of her rival was broken when Yuna closed the distance between them, slamming their boobs together and pulling Fumiko's hair. The alpha grunted and grit her teeth, fire burning in her eyes as Yuna now retaliated with trash talk of her own. "You wish your udders were better than my chest, you fat cow! Fumiko insulted viciously as she tried to punch Yuna in the face and shove her.

[CaptainL]

Now that tempers were flying high, there was no holding Yuna or Fumiko back. Both had been whipped into a rage - and both refused to back down until they had put their opponent in their place for their insolence. None of them cared about playing to the crowd or impressing their viewers any longer. Now, they were tearing into one another! This was a struggle for dominance, and Yuna was determined to win it!

Her teeth clenched into a snarl, Yuna buried her fingers deep in Fumiko's hair, trying to yank her back into an arc. But for all she was focused on hurting her foe, Fumiko was just as determined to pay her back; it didn't matter how much she was hurting, as long as she got to make Yuna hurt just the same! She grabbed at Yuna's own hair, all while her nails kept tearing at the soft and supple skin of her breast. It made the heavyweight wince; her face contorted in a scowl, and tears of pain budded in her eyes. But she wouldn't let this stop her - she just pulled down even harder at Fumiko's hair to double down on the pressure as she rammed her chest into her rival's!

But Fumiko had means of retaliating too - and her fist swung out and clubbed Yuna in the face, landing upside her head with the sound of a thud. She cried out with a yelp, and, with the slick surface of the mat beneath her as well as the oil that coated her opponent's hair, she was unable to hold on any longer. She broke away from Fumiko, skidding across the mat. Yuna came to rest a short distance away, panting for breath. But she couldn't let this be the end. She looked back up at Fumiko with a fire burning in her eyes - she would just throw herself right back into the fray!

"Awfully big words, there...why don't you back them up?" she snapped. Pushing off the mat, Yuna tried to fling herself toward Fumiko, pouncing on her like a jungle cat! She would try to tackle her and hold her down beneath her weight - and if she could, she would then crawl up along Fumiko's body, attempting to shove her chest into her face to try and smother her out while asserting her dominance!

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Fumiko felt a strong sense of satisfaction hearing Yuna cry out as she struck her on the cheek. The alpha knew this battle was far from over, but she could take pleasure in causing her rival momentary pain, allowing her to shove Yuna away. Fumiko's boobs jiggled as she shoved Yuna away. Though she could've capitalized on Yuna's stunned state, Fumi preferred to drag this out. The alpha wanted to totally dominate Yuna, break her.

Fumiko watched Yuna's recovery with hands on her hips, a prideful grin on her face. Fumiko raised an eyebrow at Yuna's taunting. "Oh trust me, bitch. I'll back it up when I show my superior-" Fumiko's sentence was cut short as her rival pounced at her. Fumi grunted and began pushing Yuna but couldn't stop her from covering her face with tits and smothering her! "Get those udders out of my fa-" Fumiko demanded before being interrupted once more. The alpha began kicking in defiance as she was furious.

[CaptainL]

Fumiko had knocked Yuna off of her, but the brunette had no intentions of staying down for long. When she looked back up, her gaze locked onto her rival, and it narrowed into a glare. Their tempers had run hot, and the match had quickly grown too personal for comfort. Yuna wasn't merely out to win the match, or to show off to the crowd. She needed to win this to right a wrong, and she couldn't let her opponent off easy. She wouldn't be down for long before she quite literally threw herself back into the action, lunging at Fumiko!

Knocked off balance by the full brunt of Yuna's weight plowing into her, Fumiko was thrown off her feet, and the two women landed in the oil with a splash. They went skidding across the slick mats, with Yuna's face contorted in a scowl as she locked her fiery glare down on her opponent. Wriggling closer, she shoved her breasts straight into Fumiko's face, muffling her cries beneath her! Still, Fumiko found it in her to insult Yuna, which left the former apartment wrestler hissing under her breath. Now, she knew, it was more important than ever that she put Fumiko in her place!

"You'll see just what these 'udders' can do!" she snapped back, leaning her weight forward to try and pin Fumiko's head down beneath her bust. All the same, her opponent was flailing back and forth and kicking her legs, causing the two of them to rock precariously from side to side each time. Yuna hissed under her breath - the oil offered them little traction, and every time they shook, it threatened to keel them over. She tried to roll her hips in every direction to try and balance things back out - but in the end, it was no use. Fumiko still bowled her over, sending both of them to their sides!

Still, Yuna wasn't willing to let Fumiko off easily. She looked back at her rival with her teeth clenched in a scowl, reaching out with her arms to grasp and claw at her in an attempt to pull her back up against her chest. At the same time, she tried to throw her legs around her sides to try and hold her in place with a bodyscissor. Fumiko couldn't escape, if Yuna had anything to do with it!

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As Yuna put Fumiko in the most humiliating position possible, she began thrashing and struggling as best she could. Fumi seethed with rage as her rival suffocated her in a fleshy prison. Fumiko wouldn't stand for this! That fat bitch wasn't gonna keep her between her saggy tits like this!

Kicking and thrashing, the oil provided the perfect opportunity for escape, and no one knew that better than Fumiko. Struggling until Yuna was forced off, the alpha gasped in air and growled with fire in her eyes at the smothering that had just transpired. However, it seemed Yuna wasn't done with Fumi wuite yet as she pulled Fumi up to eye level with her chest, trapping her in a body scissor. Though, it was fairly painful, Fumiko smirked as she began using the oil to slither out of the hold. "You really are a stupid fat pig! This is MY kind of a ring!" Fumiko declared, attempting to push herself out of the hold and tackle Yuna to the canvas.

[CaptainL]

Though Yuna was trying as hard as she could to keep her opponent locked down, Fumiko wasn't making that easy. Even without the oil making both of their bodies slippery, Fumiko had whipped herself into a whirlwind of kicking and twisting limbs, forcing Yuna to twist this way and that just to keep up. She clenched her teeth, sucking in a breath even as her brow furrowed in frustration. The alpha had begun to retreat, but Yuna wasn't quite done with her yet. Looking to get whatever hold of Fumiko she could manage when she was literally and figuratively slipping away from her by the second, her fingers buried themselves in her skin, digging in with her nails as she hauled her back up to her level. No amount of oil was going to stop her when she was on a mission, and soon, her legs were locked around Fumiko's sides, pressing down into her ribs with a bodyscissor!

Yuna looked down to lock eyes with Fumiko. The playful demeanor she had started out this match with was gone - now, there was only a single-minded desire to prove she wouldn't let any other woman out-compete her! "I don't think so!" she hissed. But even with Yuna fighting as hard as she could, Fumiko was taking every chance she could to use the oil to her advantage, wriggling back and forth and slipping further and further back each time. Even as the apartment wrestler held on tight, sucking in a breath as she tried to cross her legs behind Fumiko's back to lock herself in, Fumiko had far more experience when it came to manuevering herself around such constraints. What was a frustration to Yuna would only be a boon to her, as she at last slipped free from the bodyscissor with a pop, darting away from Yuna's clutches.

With Fumiko slipping away, Yuna pushed herself up onto her knees. Barely a second had gone by, but already she was ready to launch herself back into the action, glaring at Fumiko at the sound of the disrespect in her voice. It was that that reminded her of why she needed to humble her foe! "Talking awfully big there...better hope you can measure up!"

Yuna could see Fumiko prepared to tackle her, but this time, she was ready. When Fumiko lunged for her, Yuna would attempt to roll to the side to leave her wiping out on the mat below. If that worked, she would turn back in her direction before springing herself forward to land a splash onto her back!