Filthy Fucking Freaks: Jiyuu June vs Frankie Undergrove

[Misfit_Alien]

After planting Frankie down on the ground with a simple, yet effective, Spinebuster, Jiyuu IMMEDIATELY whipped her head up to catch her breath, stumbling back in a slight daze and gasping for air after being subject to such an intensive smothering. Her vision was hazy and all she could smell was Frankie's body, the crude and crass woman's scent invading her mind, leaving her with nothing but perverse thoughts about her as she tried to clear her head and get back in the game. Seeing Frankie down on the ground, squirming and jostling around in pain, gave Jiyuu a chance to recover...but more than that, it gave her a pretty big TARGET. Jiyuu would pull Frankie up into a seated position before hitting the ropes behind her, bouncing off and bolting back across the ring to rebound off the ropes in FRONT of Frankie, whirling back around for a 2nd time in order to build enough momentum for a POWERFUL Running Dropkick, the froggy freak diving low with both feet stuck out, looking to show some 'appreciation' to her opponent's fat fucking tits by SLAMMING her in the chest with the move!!!

After knocking Frankie back onto the canvas, Jiyuu would roll over and grab her by the head, looking to shove her face between her crotch and trap the woman in a Standing Headscissors, restraining Frankie's arms by grabbing them at the wrist, pulling her up further into the Headscissors so Frankie could get a nice, up-close taste of the Japanese woman's wet groin. "C'mon ya fuckin' freak-...lick it up...LICK IT UP!" She shouted, gyrating her hips as she shoved her trunk-clad pussy across Frankie's face. "That's it..get NICE and in there~..."

[SweetHeart]

Frankie lay sprawled on the canvas, her chest rising and falling as she tried to process the brutal dropkick that had left her dazed. Her vision blurred, and her ears rang, the sensation of Jiyuu’s boots still fresh against her chest, Frankie nervous she might have gone down a cup size with the impact of those boots. A weak groan escaped her lips as she propped herself up slightly, but before she could fully recover, her eyes snapped wide open in alarm. Jiyuu’s thighs clamped around her head in a tight, sweaty headscissor, locking her in place as her opponent seized control.

"W-wait! MMMMPH!" Frankie let out a loud grunt as the curvy heavyweight sat down on her face, Frankie’s muffled protests were barely audible as Jiyuu pulled her deeper into the hold, leaving her face buried against the damp fabric of Jiyuu’s pussylips, her thinly-clad womanhood would be pressed against Frankie's nose and mouth! Frankie would have her face smushed tight against Jiyuu's pussy, her feet drumming on the mat as she moaned and squirmmed. Sure she was good at dirty tatics, but when it comes to actually wrestling part well, it was hardly comparable.

Despite her instincts screaming to fight back, her body felt heavy and unresponsive, the earlier dropkick left her with hardly any strength, the stifling heat and pungent scent engulfing her senses as Jiyuu’s wet trunks pressed directly against her lips and nose, the only air she could manage was tinged with the hot, humid musk of Jiyuu’s body. Every second felt like an eternity, her face pressed against Jiyuu's swampy pussylips.

[Misfit_Alien]

With Frankie stunned and trapped between her legs, Jiyuu would continue to smother her into submission, trying to wear the woman down before releasing her. She'd drag Frankie by her hair and stand her on her feet, shoving her into the ropes to keep her in place before delivering a couple of slaps and chops to the woman's chest, battering her fat tits over and over again, mixing it up with a few smacks to her rotund belly here and there, trying to whittle away at the pudgy, filthy freak. "Ooo! You're rather fun to smack around. If you didn't get on my nerves so much, I'd consider you to be a perfect little hook-up buddy. But you and that loud mouth of yours need to be silenced before I can have any REAL fun with you. So why don't I go ahead and get to work on that?" She said, dragging Frankie off the ropes and attempting to shove her face into her fishnet-clad cleavage, tucking her face against her boobs for another quick smother!!!

[SweetHeart]

The sharp yank of her hair made Frankie stumble, her steps faltering as she was dragged backward toward the ropes. Each tug sent a sharp sting through her scalp, her body offering little resistance as she felt herself pulled into place, arms roughly wrenched over the top rope, stretching her chest out and leaving her completely exposed. Before she could process her situation, a stinging CRACK echoed through the air, and pain exploded across her chest. Jiyuu’s open palm collided with her flesh, the sharp impact making her skin instantly tingle and burn. The heat spread across her chest, her body jerked involuntarily, her shoulders twitching as she tried to steady herself, but the ropes kept her locked in place.

“Ahn~! Guuuuh~~~” The moan escaped her lips as another sharp blow followed, this time a chop that landed squarely on her chest. Her heavy breasts bounced from the impact, the flesh rippling under Jiyuu’s unrelenting strike. The sting cut deeper this time, blooming into a dull, throbbing ache, leaving her whimpering softly, her knees trembling as they threatened to buckle if not for the ropes holding her up right.

“OOOFPMGH—” Jiyuu’s hand connected with her soft belly, the sharp smack reverberating through her body, causing her to flinch and double over slightly. The tender flesh of her stomach quivered under the force of the blow, the ache spreading like ripples in water. Her legs wavered beneath her, and a guttural sound rumbled from her throat as she tried to catch her breath. Before she could fully recover, she felt herself shoved upright again, her body forced back into position against the ropes. Jiyuu’s relentless assault continued, another flurry of slap's landing with a resounding crack against her chest and belly. Frankie’s skin burned, the fresh sting layering over the dull ache from earlier strikes. Her breaths grew ragged, her chest heaving with each shallow inhale. The sensation of her body twitching involuntarily with every strike left her trembling and overwhelmed, her cheeks flushing hot with a mixture of humiliation and exertion.

She was then pulled by her hair again off the ropes, each step was stumbling like a drunk, not uncommon in Frankies case, as her legs quivered beneath her. Her chest heaved as she fought for breath, the lingering heat of the strikes and scratches making her skin feel feverish. Her head spun, disoriented from the combination of pain and exertion, and her body felt like it was moving on autopilot, guided entirely by Jiyuu’s grip, driving her face into the fabric of her fishnet-covered cleavage as her hands instinctively rose to push against Jiyuu’s sides, but her arms were weak, her strength all but drained from the relentless onslaught. Her palms push feebly against her chubby abuser, the scent of Jiyuu’s skin mixed with the suffocating heat, further disorienting her as her body sagged slightly. Her legs trembled, threatening to give out beneath her, as her struggles weakened further. Each shallow breath she managed to take was met with more of the overwhelming softness pressing against her face, leaving her lightheaded and unable to think clearly, completely at Jiyuu’s mercy.

[Misfit_Alien]

Jiyuu smirked with confidence upon feeling Frankie's body slowly go numb with every passing second. She moaned softly as she felt the woman's hand weakly press and push against her chubby figure, as each attempt at resistance proved more and more feeble and futile than the last. Jiyuu couldn't help but cackle with wicked delight, making a total bitch out of Frankie as she managed to smother her into submission, weakening her bit by bit. "Thaaaat's right~...Just lay back and take it, bitch~...Huff up my scent, cop a feel, kiss my tits~! DO IT!!!" She demanded, forcing Frankie to get REAL intimate with her chest before pulling her away. She'd pant and blush, grinning like a madwoman as she held Frankie's face in her palms. "Come on, Frankie~...Don't you wanna keep going? Don't you wanna get down and dirty with me~? I still have to turn you into my personal lily pad, bitch~..." She said, locking lips with her and grinding her pudgy figure against Frankie's tubby belly, nibbling on the tan-skinned woman's lips as she dominated the party animal's tongue with her own, tugging on her hair a bit and really getting raunchy with her. "Fuck yeah....OHHHH yeah, that's it~..." She said, breaking the kiss and leaving a trail of saliva to connect her and Frankie's lips. "Even after an ass-kicking, you can still kiss pretty well. Not bad, tons-o'-fun...I can't WAIT to play with you a little more." She said, dragging Frankie forward and attempting to hit her with a quick Snap Piledriver, tucking her down between her legs, rubbing her hands along Frankie's backside and spanking her ass a bit before attempting to hoist her up and over by pulling on her trunks, giving her opponent a slight wedgie before trying to dump her down on her head.

[SweetHeart]

Frankie groaned after the brutal attack, her chest and belly still burned from the stinging slaps and chops, and her legs trembled beneath her as she struggled to stay upright. The world seemed to tilt and spin, her senses overwhelmed by the heat, the pain, and the suffocating softness pressing against her. Sweat poured down her body, soaking her skin and making her hair cling to her face in damp strands. Her crop top clung to her heaving chest, the fabric plastered to her skin, and her shorts felt heavy and damp, sticking uncomfortably to her thighs and ass. Every movement felt sluggish, her lacking muscles screaming in protest as she fought to keep herself from collapsing.

She could feel hands on her again, roughly pulling her forward. Her body moved on autopilot, her steps unsteady and her arms hanging limply at her sides. The sharp sting of a spank landed on her backside, as Jiyuu’s hands were all over her, spanking her ass and tugging at her trunks, the wedgie digging into her skin as her opponent positioned her for the snap piledriver. Frankie could feel Jiyuu’s confidence radiating off her, the smugness in her voice as she gloated. But as Jiyuu tucked Frankie’s head between her legs and attempted to hoist her up, Frankie planted her feet firmly on the mat. Using her weight and whatever you could call her remaining strength, she resisted Jiyuu’s lift, her legs like steel....or not really steel uh....like doughy pillars rooted to the ground. With a surge of determination, Frankie shifted her weight and wrapped her arms around Jiyuu’s waist. “Not so fast, you frog freak!” Frankie growled, her voice low and defiant. In one swift motion, she arched her back and launched Jiyuu into the air with a thunderous backdrop, looking to send her flying and slamming her down onto the mat with a resounding crash. If it worked the impact would echo through the arena!

Spoiler

Frankie rolled to her knees, her chest heaving as she fought to catch her breath. She looked down at Jiyuu, a smirk tugging at the corner of her lips despite the pain coursing through her body. “You wanted to play, huh?” Frankie panted, her voice dripping with sarcasm. “Well, let’s play.” She climbed to her feet, standing tall over her fallen opponent, stamping on Jiyuu's chest. If Jiyuu was too dazed or just chooses not to move, Frankie would grab the hem of her tank top, untying it and yanking it over her head, her soft, sweat-slicked belly jiggled slightly as she moved, her fishnet suit clinging to her curves like a poultry ham. She didn’t stop there. Reaching for the waistband of her shorts, she peeled them down her legs, stepping out of them with a defiant kick, leaving her in nothing but her fishnet bodysuit and a matching bikini and thong underneath. Her chubby frame was on full display, her confidence unshaken as she owned every inch of herself. “What’s the matter, Jiyuu?” she taunted, her voice laced with mockery. “You wanted to get down and dirty, right? Well, here I am. Let’s see if you can handle me now.”

[Misfit_Alien]

"WHOAAAA-AUGHHHH!!!" Jiyuu wailed and grunted, being tossed overhead in a surprising display of determination and force by her fellow chubby competitor. The Backdrop would leave the freaky frog-fanatic in shock, briefly stunned as she felt a stinging surge of pain coursing through her spine and upper back. Jiyuu was cursing under her breath, unable to pick herself back up at the moment. This would allow Frankie a chance to catch her breath...and raise the stakes...Jiyuu had a front row seat to Frankie's little strip show, the Fat-Assed Freakazoid taking some of her clothes off and showing her sweat-lined, big-bellied figure off like it was a prized trophy. Jiyuu looked disturbed, aroused, pissed off, and intrigued all at once. A conflicting cocktail of emotions as she was partly sick of this chick while simultaneously eager to get into it with her...in more ways than one.

"Oh, I bet you think you're being fucking CUTE, don'tcha...? Alright, bitch-...let's tango..." She replied, throwing off her hoodie, removing her bra, and dragging down her tight trunks until she was left in her own fishnet bodysuit and thong, her thick, pudgy features barely contained. Every step made her chubby curves and folds jostle, but she wasn't done yet. She'd march up to Frankie and press her barely covered tits up against her opponent's thrusting her belly into Frankie's as well. "You're gonna regret stepping inside this ring tonight, babe-...I'm gonna make you my personal fucking sweat rag." She said, talking ALL sorts of smack right in front of Frankie. However, she wouldn't let Frankie get much of a word in, as she would IMMEDIATELY grab her and pull her into a Bearhug position, wrapping her arms around the woman's thick waist and SQUEEZING as tightly as she could. On top of that, she'd MASH her lips up against the tan-skinned woman's, initiating a rough, sweaty, and VERY sensual makeout session, inviting Frankie to fight her for control as she grinds up against her frontside, thrusting and humping while tightly squeezing and tugging, and pushing her tongue in further as an attempt at dominating her on what Jiyuu believed was her home turf.

[SweetHeart]

Frankie's breath hitched as Jiyuu pressed her barely covered curves against her, their sweat-slicked bodies sliding together in a heated, sticky embrace. The sudden force of Jiyuu’s bearhug made Frankie’s soft belly compress against hers, their thick middles mashing together as Jiyuu squeezed with all her might. Frankie groaned into the aggressive kiss, her lips locked against Jiyuu’s in a messy, dominating clash—tongues wrestling, teeth grazing, spit mixing as their heavy breaths mingled.

But Frankie wasn’t about to be outdone.

With a muffled growl, she wrenched her arms free and wrapped them around Jiyuu’s waist, squeezing back just as hard—their bodies now locked in a sweaty sumo-style clinch, their thick thighs pressing together, their bellies heaving against one another with every labored breath. Frankie could feel Jiyuu’s fishnet bodysuit straining against her own, the material digging into their soft flesh as they ground against each other. Breaking the kiss with a wet smack, Frankie smirked, her lips glistening. "You talk too damn much," she panted before yanking Jiyuu’s thong up hard, giving her a brutal wedgie that dug deep between her plump cheeks. Seizing the moment, Frankie lunged, wrapping her arms around Jiyuu’s waist again and driving her down onto the mat with a thunderous THUD! If it worked, and she was now on top, Frankie straddled Jiyuu’s hips, her thick thighs clamping around her opponent’s waist as she rolled her hips forward, dry-humping Jiyuu’s crotch with a rough, grinding rhythm. "This what you wanted, frog girl?" Frankie taunted, her voice dripping with smug satisfaction as she rocked against her, their sweat making every movement slick and lewd. "You wanted a sweat rag? Nah—you’re the one getting soaked tonight." Frankie wasn’t done—leaning down, she captured Jiyuu’s lips again in another bruising kiss.

It didn’t take long for Frankie to pick up the pace, and soon Jiyuu was moaning into the messy kiss, drowning in slobber as Frankie’s tongue dominated her mouth. Her cheeks bulged with spit, Frankie’s hips hammered into Jiyuu’s plump ass, each thrust making her cheeks jiggle and redden from the relentless impact. Her already generous backside swelled even more under the rough treatment, bouncing with every powerful slam.

[Misfit_Alien]

Jiyuu had Frankie EXACTLY where she wanted her, but the big-bellied bitch had a little more fight left in her...or rather, a LOT more as it turned out. In an impressive display, Frankie would demonstrate that she was far more than just some tubby pushover, overtaking the frog-lover with a tight hold of her own, thrusting back with equal...if not GREATER...levels of force and passion as she and Jiyuu got their freak on. The crowd was hollering and cheering, begging for more as they drooled over one another. Meanwhile, Jiyuu was beginning to struggle beneath the overwhelming might of her salacious adversary...

The hell was this!? What was with this chick? She was NOT this much of a threat before-...yet all of a sudden, the black-haired Japanese woman found herself on the backfoot, and slowly but surely Frankie would start to dominate her in every category, taking her to the ground with a might slam after treating her to a tight wedgie that made Jiyuu blush and moan. This momentary shock left her helpless in the grimy grasp of Frankie, who would plant her down and kick things up a notch, grinding harder and faster, calling Jiyuu's bluff and putting her mettle to the test, throwing everything back in her face while stealing her lips and plowing her hips. Jiyuu HAD to fight through this somehow, and yet-...it was hopeless, her mind was spiraling far quicker than she expected...was the experienced pornstar ACTUALLY being outdone here? The combination of this sweaty, slutty lip lock and the ceaseless grinding and plowing coming Frankie's dry humping left Jiyuu in a state of paralysis. It just felt too good to fight against, and as her muffled moans became louder, all she could taste and smell was Frankie, her vision consumed by the woman's face. The air she breathed, tainted by the intoxicating mashup of their combined scents as every inch of her body was coated in sweat. Every subsequent slam left her dazed, drowning in an ocean of toxic sexual pleasure as Frankie plowed right through her, sending stimulating shocks throughout the Japanese woman's body, leaving her thighs quivering!!!

[SweetHeart]

Frankie’s lips curled into a smug, dominating grin as she felt Jiyuu’s resistance crumbling beneath her. The frog girl’s moans were music to her ears, her body trembling under the relentless assault of Frankie’s grinding hips. But she wasn’t done—not even close. With a rough, possessive growl, Frankie abruptly broke the sloppy kiss, a thick strand of saliva still connecting their lips. "Time to flip the script, frog legs," Frankie taunted, her voice dripping with venomous satisfaction. Before Jiyuu could even gasp, Frankie muscled her over onto her stomach with a rough shove, the mat squeaking under their combined weight as she mounted her from behind.

One hand tangled in Jiyuu’s hair, wrenching her head back as the other clawed at the flimsy fabric of her thong. With a sharp, merciless tug, Frankie ripped the garment clean off, leaving Jiyuu’s plump, reddened cheeks fully exposed to the roaring crowd—and to Frankie’s hungry gaze. "Let’s see how loud you scream when I really put my back into it, fatass~." Frankie purred as she spat into her palm and slicked herself up before revving back slamming her hips down hard. The lewd, wet smack of flesh on flesh echoed through the arena as Frankie’s thick thighs pistoned forward, pussy and belly driving into Jiyuu’s ass with jackhammer force.

Each thrust was a punishment that left Jiyuu’s cheeks jiggling violently, the skin flushing a deep, angry red under the assault. Frankie’s fingers dug into the soft flesh of Jiyuu’s hips, leaving crescent-shaped indents as she pulled her back onto every savage hump. "That’s it—take it, you greedy little slut, FUCKIN MMMPFH" Frankie snarled, her own breath coming in ragged gasps as sweat poured down her back. The heat between them was unbearable, their bodies sticking together like glue, every movement accompanied by the obscene squelch of sweat-slicked skin. SMACK! SMACK! SMAAAACK! Each seismic slam of her enormous, swampy gut against the frogs reddening rear sent sweat flying, the mat bounced and trembled.

Not content with just wrecking her ass, Frankie’s free hand snaked around Jiyuu’s trembling body, groping and kneading her chest with rough, greedy squeezes. Her fingers pinched and twisted Jiyuu’s nipples. " Yeah dirty slut~, Bet you didn’t think I’d turn you into my personal fucktoy, huh?" Frankie hissed, her voice thick with exertion as she ground her hips in deep, circular motions, ensuring every inch of Jiyuu’s backside was thoroughly abused, Frankie slid her hand lower, her fingers slipping effortlessly through the soaked mess between Jiyuu’s thighs. "Ohhh, you’re dripping," Frankie mocked, her voice laced with cruel amusement as she scissored her fingers, stretching Jiyuu open. "All that big talk, and here you are—getting ruined by some ‘tubby pushover.’" She mocked before whipping the sticky liquid on her back, going back to squashing her ass. Every hump of Frankie’s hips drove Jiyuu’s ass cheeks apart, the swollen flesh clapping together obscenely as Frankie’s pace became erratic, frenzied. "You’re gonna remember this every time you sit down, ain't gonna sit right for weeks~." Frankie panted, her own thighs burning with exertion as she fucked Jiyuu into the mat, as she hurled herself down with the full force of her titanic weight, her clapping cheeks pancaking her butt as her own ass bounced like twin mountains of cellulite and fury.