Amelie Roux Vs. Nayla Ameera - Rough Cuddling

[Devilish53]

Given free reign almost in that lifted cuddle of hers, again Amelie began to teeter Nayla forward, dangling her over the covers of the bed with her arms ensuring that the back of her foe wouldn't be arching in an uncomfortable manner. Soon enough though, this time, Nayla's back would indeed make contact with the bedding, as Amelie saw fit to finally take matters upon it.

"But you doooo look awfully tired...say...why don't you just quit early...and then I can rock you to sleep?" Her hips wiggling forward step by step, a motion purely to shove Nayla into the centre of the bed, with Amelie's own top half now resting entirely on the tanned figures sharp midriff. Her cheeks, without saying, finding their home in Nayla's bust from an even more controlling position.

[Arjuna]

Still lifted by Amelie, Nayla was held in a rather uncomfortable position, with her leaning back, which brought a feeling of vertigo for the Lebanese. Soon enough, she found herself touching the bed, though she wasn't out of trouble yet as the Frenchwoman was still looming over her.

Now pushed to the center of the ring, Nayla was certainly in a disadvantageous position, with Amelie being on top of her. But, when she realized that Amelie's cheeks were resting against her bust, an idea came into the Lebanese's mind as she would then bring her arms up, looking to grab onto the Frenchwoman's head in order to bring her face into her cleavage, looking to subject her to a good ol' smothering.

[Devilish53]

Having turned her head, Amelie believed that if Nayla had opted for that inevitable smother, she'd be in a position to atleast give off some control in the posture. Indeed, as Nayla began to pull her in, Amelie began to push on the bed itself; releasing her cuddle of the big girl, as she began to exert herself a little. Only, it soon became apparent that the size of that bust, combined with the toned body beneath her putting in a decent amount of strength to keep her there, made escape quite the task!

"Oh..dear..." She'd hum, only barely in actual trouble given the feeling of being smothered out of the match was offset by the feeling of being lovingly smothered. Fingers tickling along the hips, and occasionally the thighs of her foe, Amelie barely gave much effort at all soon enough into pushing free, as instead, she opted to merely adjust herself as to avoid losing too much air too quickly.

[Arjuna]

With Amelie's face snugly trapped between Nayla's breasts, the Lebanese would try to keep her there, looking to smother her with her assets. Still, the Frenchwoman didn't make any attempt to pull herself out as Nayla felt her fingers tickling against her body. Thinking that she was doing fine so far, Nayla would keep holding onto Amelie's head, pushing her face deeper and deeper into her cleavage, looking to prevent her from breathing properly.

"Now then... what are you going to do next, dear?" Nayla asked, smiling in amusement as she would look forward to see what the Frenchwoman would try to do next now that she was being put in the breasts smother.

[Devilish53]

Finding a home in that heavy bust, Amelie's head switched between moments of quiet rest, to almost lively spurs of motor-boating. Hands unsure what to do at first save for simply hold onto something, that little goading by her toned foe would inspire a reaction from Amelie, with her hands slipping around Nayla's body yet again, yet this time purposefully lower.

Essentially wrapping around that curvy rear from where she lay, Amelie soon dug her fingers into each cheek; making sure not to have her nails scratch, so that Nayla would feel purely a firm grip as opposed to a sharp one. Responding it seems to a breast smother with a butt groping, Amelie added to the moment by extending her tongue, and letting it haplessly roll upwards to form a fine line equal parts from each breast, before again tilting her head to try and rest cheek-on for a little breath.

"Don't go thinking you're the one that has me now..."

[Arjuna]

Pressing Amelie's beautiful feature against her cleavage, Nayla truly believed that she already got her opponent all trapped, but then, the Frenchwoman did something that she didn't expect. Rather than struggling to break free, Amelie brought her hands to her shapely rear, placing each hand on her firm cheek. Feeling both hands squeezing firmly against her buttocks, Nayla couldn't help but shiver and moan out, thinking that her opponent had just found a way to counter her supposedly perfect move.

"Ooohhh... ooh, your hands..." Nayla gasped out. Added with the fact that Amelie had started licking on her breasts, Nayla decided that she could no longer keep her opponent contained like this, and as a result, she would try to push the Frenchwoman off of her so that she could stop groping her ass-cheeks.

[Devilish53]

Feeling her top half be pushed as opposed to pulled, Amelie was unsurprisingly, not so eager to be parted from her new home.

"Oh-hoho...you wanted me here...you can't be so picky with me!" Her lips wide as she roared, they'd lay the gentlest of kisses down on Nayla's large bust, before trying to stifle that push by keeping her top half pressed down. At worst, should the toned beauty begin to exert more and more force, she'd simply slide her face down, and rest cheek to midriff instead where pushing wasn't so easy.

All the while her firm fingers dug in a little deeper, pulling upwards just a little more so, even picking Nayla's hips off the bed just a tad given how much she was pulling.

[Arjuna]

Despite trying to push Amelie away, the Frenchwoman wasn't so keen to be pushed off and her face remained nestled between Nayla's breasts. And with the Frenchwoman slid her face down, the breasts smother was no longer effective to be maintained. Also, the Lebanese could feel Nayla's fingers sinking deeper into her flesh as she continued groping her rear, causing the Lebanese to moan out.

"Uuhn..." Trying to keep her composure, Nayla decided to use another approach. "I-if that's the case, then..." She would focus on trying to use her own body weight to fall forward, hoping to push Amelie back onto the bed and have herself on top of her, making use of her weight to pin her down.

[Devilish53]

Pulling with that surprising force for a woman of such demeanour, Amelie nearly had Nayla's bottom half pointed to the sky by the time the darker skinned beauty began to buck. And the moment she did, Amelie's own efforts would be reduced greatly, given that more than anything, she was curious what Nayla would do when given the chance. Amelie wasn't left disappointed.


Letting loose a coo as Nayla bucked and flipped herself atop of Amelie, body to body with that thick toned body weighing down, Amelie's hands came wide as her tongue came from her mouth; noses near tickling as Nayla turned the big French beauty into something of a body pillow.

"Ohhhh...so you've got some bite..."

[Arjuna]

With her thick body weighing down on Amelie's, Nayla believed that she had gained an upper hand over the Frenchwoman. Still, the green-haired beauty under her didn't seem to worry so much, which meant that she had things planned. Chuckling after hearing Amelie's words, she would try to seize both Amelie's hands, looking to pin them down at the sides of her head as she would tickle the nose of the beautiful Frenchwoman underneath her with her own.

"Of course, and I plan to eat, you, up..." Nayla purred as she would start rubbing herself against Amelie's, planning to use every curve, every contour of her own thick body to put the Frenchwoman underneath her under pressure. While she knew that this might prove to be ineffective against the beautiful greenete under her, the Lebanese would try regardless of that.