Diana Accera vs Sylvie Leblanc: Steamy Eurobrawl!

[Anime_dreamfighter]

As she watched fascinated in extreme closeup while Diana's pink tongue extended erotically to lick moisture from her lips, Sylvie had been thinking wryly to herself that, rarely in her life, had she expended quite so much energy going precisely nowhere. Well, actually that wasn't strictly true because:

a) Diana was giving her a fantastic workout that she could feel across all of her taut muscles; and
b) they had already gathered conclusive, empirical proof that neither woman was going to overpower her opponent in a regular test of strength any time soon.

Whether or not Sylvie was first to determine the experiment must end, she was keen to gain first-mover advantage as she twisted her hands outwards to put pressure on Diana's wrists in an attempt to unwind the finger interlock. If she could find the right key to unlock the move quickly enough, Sylvie hoped to muscle the Italian beauty into a side headlock to find out what that might achieve.

[Devilish53]

Diana knew that a hold, however enjoyable, such as this, would soon reach its limits. With both fighters now in possession of burning, fully flexed biceps, and near enough no ground to be gained, the only question that reminded was whom would opt for that first release. Considering her own options already, Diana would be victim to the first assault, as Sylvie used the sudden change and sweat of the grip to slip her hands free from the Italian's; instead wrapping them around her raven haired foes mug, and pressing it to her side in a headlock.

Grunting a little as that firm set of limbs pressed her head as tightly as she expected, Diana would find herself trying to turn away if but slightly, as she was now presented with a great amount of side boob. Not one to simply play rag doll in a hold, Sylvie would find her own waistline victim to a grip from the Italian, as Diana wrapped her arms with firmness of her own. For now, simply bracing herself, ever weary of a foe whom may use a judo-style throw at any moment on her.

[Anime_dreamfighter]

Pressing her substantial boob into the Italian's face as she tightened the headlock Sylvie grunted, feeling Diana's strong arms wrap around her waist and the other woman bracing, possibly on the verge of attempting a throw. The Frenchwoman was keen to retain the initiative while she had the advantage of the headlock and she twisted her torso until she could grapevine her right leg around Diana's left. With that additional anchoring point in place on her sexily struggling opponent, Sylvie was content to wage a contest of upper body strength, hoping to wear Diana down a little as she fought to escape the hold. Even if they overbalanced and took a tumble in the altogether precarious position, the combative French wrestler would try to come out on top in what would undoubtedly be a closely-fought ground struggle.

[Devilish53]

Diana was beginning to find her equal not only in strength, but in the use of her posture, as a single adjustment of that leg soon presented Diana with an inability to perform even the slightest of adjustment. Had she tried to lift Sylvie, the powerful figure upon her head could have likely just pulled down with a quick leg scissor like motion by locking her other leg around Diana's firm thigh. Had she tried to pull away, she would have simply tripped, and ended up with the gorgeous beauty atop her, likely still with her own head in the woman's arms!

Finding herself outwitted outright, if for just the moment, Diana found herself offering the most simple of responses, as her hands came not to the grip to try and part it, but to underneath it. Trying to just push those arms upwards, inadvertently cranking down on her own head, Diana sought to slip her head downwards the moment she could, and maybe, just find a way out of this mess!

"Not...bad..."

[Anime_dreamfighter]

Although Sylvie sensed Diana tensing up to try something, the move went in an unexpected direction when it came. Pushing upwards against Sylvie's arms, the Italian wrestler cranked her head down with sufficient force to slide free of the headlock. Sylvie was impressed by the counter, even if her opponent's ears were nicely mangled as she worked her head free...

Finding she was no longer in control the French wrestler had to abandon the grapevine as her opponent turned into her, both of them locking muscular arms around each other's lower back. Then their full breasts and toned abs met again as a breathless struggle developed to find out who would be the first to lift her opponent clean off her feet.

[Devilish53]

"Ohhh..." Diana found herself somewhat coo-ing, despite the danger of being locked in a full body grapple against a figure such as Sylvie's. She knew the dangers; one lift, twist or squeeze, and Diana could find herself roaring in agony at the motions of her powerful foe. Not that she could have not done the same mind, but given the complete evenness of the grip, such a task was easier said than done. And admittedly, Diana had little intention of breaking it quite just yet. Eyes askew a tad as a suggestive smile came to her lips, Diana's parted legs attempted to force her hips forward; bucking them up tightly but slowly against Sylvie's own in grinding fashion. Their mighty busts colliding and mushrooming, Diana's suggestive glare would turn a shade more so as she purposefully looked down; not at all complaining at the sight of their mighty mushrooming breasts!

[Anime_dreamfighter]

"Hhhnnnhh..." Sylvie had no option but to widen her own stance to match Diana's position as the Italian forced her hips forward against her own. The hold tightened as both fighters continued to take the strain, two incomparably-matched racks being simultaneously crushed and forced upwards and outwards while, lower down, their hips pressed together in direct competition. The silver-haired Frenchwoman grunted as she tightened her biceps around her opponent's back some more, fighting to improve her grip enough to raise her opponent. But despite her best efforts, Sylvie was starting to feel just a touch light-headed as Diana continued to press in and buck against her, with the ghost of suggestive smile still playing on her beautiful lips.

[Devilish53]

Despite the seriousness of the encounter, alongside the very obvious fact it was Diana's debut, the Italian was hardly complaining. In truth, match be damned, she could have stayed against Sylvie all day, moulding her curves to and around the light haired beauties own. Her foe was the rare sort whom had a extreme combination of tone and curves; a rippling physique equipped with a huge rear and even more delightful bust. Diana could hardly keep her tongue in her mouth.

But keen to turn things a shade more forceful, in the efforts of building a sweat up that she could grind away on this figure, Diana turned limp at the drop of a coin. Trying to use the sudden lack of resistance on her part to simply drop partially down, then back away, the Italian would give something of a playful slap right to Sylvie's bouncy bosom as she did so. Creating some space, as she copped a feel!

[Anime_dreamfighter]

Although Sylvie was caught by surprise as Diana broke away and slapped her tit, she was a tad relieved as the long, grinding clinch against the sexy Italian woman had been taking its toll and her biceps were aching. Shaking her arms to restore the circulation, she bounced on the spot a little before dropping into her habitual combat stance again. "Not a bad attempt, honey," she smiled, unable to resist a slight dig at the same time, "But I think I got the measure of you now!"

Deciding to open the match right up after their sweaty encounter, the French wrestler sprang towards her opponent with her silver hair streaming behind before leaping into the air, trying to connect with a flying clothesline.

[Devilish53]

Feeling out her foe a shade further, literally mind, Diana had created space with a huge grin to her face as her feet came wide, hands to her hips, with that smug look of hers pointed at the ground. She'd just literally squeezed at the large butt of Sylvie after all, and as far as she could tell, she was devoid of punishment.

"Really...I think we're just getti-GHH!" Her smug look wiped literally from her face as she rolled her shoulders up fully to force her eyes to latch onto her foes own, Diana's usual fighters awareness would be utterly taken by surprise, as the equally powerful figure had not only launched her assault, but connected!

"GHH..!" Her figure laying flat with both arms wide, stars in her eyes as Sylvie landed partially atop of her!