Time to Oil Up! - Eve Summers Vs Petra Adamos

[thesteedman]

It was with both relief and yet also regret that Pedra would finally decide to relinquish the hold. True, the grip upon Eve's frame combined with the grapevine certainly caused more than discomfort. Her bearhug had caused significant strain upon Eve, whilst Pedra's legs had tested her own to their limits! Despite all the gruelling pain however, Eve could no deny she quite enjoyed the sensation of being pressed up so close and personal with the Greek... Add in the make out session and it was a nigh unbeatable formula.

Pedra was not soft, whether she enjoyed the kiss herself or not, Pedra caught on to the underlying tactic behind it. The moment she became breathless was the moment the woman managed to bridge her form in an elegant yet efficient manner, managing to bring both Eve and herself down to their sides. Though Pedra was able to break the kiss, Eve would not so easily let her escape her grasp, keeping close for the moment, her arms wrapping firmly around Pedra's neck and now her chest with her other arm.

Eve could not help but allow a soft moan to escape her lips, realising all at once that Pedra had not given up her bearhug upon her, at least not yet. Both of their oiled up and slick bodies slowly grinded together, their bare midriffs almost looking connected and pressing tight. Eve whipped her head back, arching her heels as her toes curled, biting her lower lip firmly before she looked to squeeze Pedra's neck tighter. Given the oils, it was hard to keep such a grasp maintained, but she hoped to choke Pedra hard enough to force her to release her bearhug!

If successful, it was Eve's intent to release her neck the moment she tried to pry, looking to instead lock in a bearhug of her own upon Pedra, knowing full well it would be easier to keep a grip upon her torso then her neck!

[Devilish53]

Petra amazingly enough didn't let the moment get to her. A testament to her skill and will, and then some given the scenario. That being having a busty, firm bodied gal grinding against her, for close to five minutes now. With oil atop her frame and her own!

Refusing to be stunned or even slowed down by how suggestive the contest was, Petra would find her grip weakening if only slightly as the DJ opted to crush her neck. Parting her hold to bring her right hand up to Eve's shoulder, as if to pull at her bicep, a painful wooze would be released from the Greek as Eve showed her intentions. Not to merely squeeze at that neck, but to find an opening for a bearhug of her own!

Head coming back as her strong body was squeezed, Petra opted to quickly respond with relocking her arms to flex back. Even if it did take a good few seconds for her to arch her head forward, meeting forehead against forehead yet again!

But whilst the fierce gaze of the Greek was not to be easily broken, she was prepared at a moments notice to turn her head and stifle another kiss. She was somewhat aware of Eve's suggestive, tricky ways, and wanted no part of them again. Not in a contest she felt she could win, given she'd already weakened Eve's strong core with a lengthy squeeze!

A squeeze she'd only look to worsen, as either hand slid up to near enough find the opposing elbow, to make the grip that much more daunting to endure!

[thesteedman]

"Uuugh!" Eve could not help but moan out, feeling the arms of Petra tighten around her bare midriff, grinding their forms together breasts to breasts and stomach to stomach to the point that their fronts looked near flat. Petra was relentless, her squeeze constant. Whereas Eve was able to endure earlier, tensing her abs and hunkering down... the ongoing squeeze was finally starting to break down her defence, and the longer she spent within the constricting grasp, the more it was beginning to break her down.

Eve had already committed to her own bearhug, starting to squeeze Petra against herself as both women were grinding together. Petra pressed her forehead against her own, the two looking as if they were in a steamy embrace between lovers. It was not the case, though Eve certainly could not deny that she would certainly like to meet up with Petra outside of the ring... perhaps even pick things up where they left off whatever the result of the match.

Eve gasped breathlessly, her lips close to Petra's own. Thought a little far behind, her choking of Petra head to mean she was still breathless, which meant she still had a chance with her own bearhug. As such she began to squeeze hard, looking to try and drive the air from the Greek's lungs. As predicted she fished for another kiss, slipping close... but Petra managed to turn her head this time. It did not stop Eve however from slipping a few sensual kisses against her neck, beginning to try and lean forwards against her, hoping to bend her into a C like shape as she doubled down on a long gruelling squeeze.

[Devilish53]

The kisses, whether they were from the lustful scenario at hand or meant to serve as another distraction, worked as neither on the beautiful Greek, who refused to back down despite all that Eve was throwing at her. She was aching from the choke, but her midriff was firm and barely touched. Where as Eve had been suffering a good squeeze now for quite some time, with Petra refusing to ever slacken!

Whatsmore, instead of giving the DJ chance to arch her and worsen the hold, Petra looked to first slide her leg in-between Eve's own. It served to inadvertedly turn the scenario another shade more lustful, what with their thighs grinding and rubbing without end, but such wasn't Petra's goal. Instead, she looked to hook both legs around Eve's own in a light scissor - one she'd only use to pull whenever Eve tried to arch her back. Straightening herself out near instantly the moment her foe did!

From there, Petra looked to gain an outright advantageous position in this contest of body to body squeezing. By rocking her hips and pushing with her elbow, in an attempt to get her figure rolling. If she was squeezing into Eve whilst laying atop of her, with gravity and her body weight adding to the pressure, giving in wouldn't be a case anymore. It would be more if Eve could endure the pressure without passing out!

[thesteedman]

Eve gasped out breathlessly; the bearhug was indeed starting to get to her now. She realised her error in letting up her own chokehold upon Petra. If she still had it locked in upon her she would have had to give up her bearhug by now or risk passing out. Eve realised it was her own undoing for letting it go. She was hoping she could surprise her beautiful foe, but it seemed Petra Adamos' head was very much in the game. At no point did she let Eve's advances distract her, instead remaining focused, and committing to the bearhug she had upon the Brit.

A moan was pressed from Eve, feeling her bare stomach meshing and grinding against Petra's. She was squeezing back, giving as good as she got as her arms would pull in against the Greek... but she was so far behind, and her own core was increasingly becoming overwhelmed with pressure, increasing the pain and also diminishing her ability to breath the more seconds that passed. Realising she was in trouble, Eve looked to try and write off the tactic, beginning to try and use the oils to help her escape. A reset would be the only way out of this.

However... Petra would set her own trap, almost near anticipating this. One of her bare legs would slide between Eve's, her legs beginning to entwine with one of her own, deepening the embrace as like a constrictor, Petra began to double down on her hold. Eve gasped out in alarm, realising she was in a bad situation. Her midriff began to strain with the bearhug, her abs tensing against Petra's, whilst her obvious escape route was now taken away from her. What was worse... Petra took advantage of Eve's alarm and distraction, by pressing against her and twisting the two of them.

Their oiled forms slid together, but it ended with Petra on top of Eve, pressing down and using gravity to help with her constricting squeeze against her. It might have been a sensual moment for Eve... but breathing was becoming harder... and the pain was slowly becoming unbearable. As such Eve groaned, trying to shift herself back to the side... trying to squeeze Petra in return... trying to do anything!

It was not looking good...

[Devilish53]

The squeeze was becoming outright brutal from the lithe bodied Greek. She was pushing past all ache that Eve was putting back upon her, all in an effort to close the distance even more. Not a inch of their fronts was without contact, even if the oil was forcing a constant rubbing motion that might have otherwise have taken away from a tighter embrace. Not that Petra cared. If Eve couldn't get out of this predicament, then she'd either submit or pass out. It wasn't personal - Petra simply wanted that win!

Though her dominant posture didn't come without resistance, as Eve tried yet again to flex back with a motion to her hips as well. If Petra wasn't careful, the more tanned beauty might have flipped them to their side, or even worse - Eve might have taken the top spot!

Frustrated not at her opponents insane durability but at her own lack of ability to force Eve out of it, Petra reared back her top half for a moment. Unhooking her legs in the process in an attempt to part them wide and prevent a roll, Petra's bosom would no longer be pressed to Eve's as her core dug in. If only for a moment.

For in a rather suggestive motion, Petra would begin to thrust her top half down, again and again! With the audience oogling at that almost-humping motion, Petra was trying to force the last gasps of air from Eve by using her own staunch top side to ram into her!

[thesteedman]

There was a reason this match had been reserved for the later audience, and it was beginning to show just why. Between Eve's blatant sensual tactics of trying to distract Petra with kisses, and now Petra's rather suggestive method of trying to force a submission from Eve, planting herself down against her opponent in quite a sensual looking grind. Whilst it was an intoxicating sight to witness, with both bikini clad women doused in oils... for Eve it was anything but. Petra's relentless attack was really adding to the bearhug. Her midriff dominated her own, whilst her upper body would seemingly slam and press into Eve, further debilitating her.

With legs spread wide, it looked like Petra had all her bases covered. However... there was opportunity with Petra slamming herself into Eve as she did. The squeeze was becoming nigh unbearable... and tapping out was fast becoming an option instead of passing out... but Eve had one move left in her pocket to try and save herself in the match. Their oiled forms would slip and slide together with each forceful 'hump' that Petra initiated, and though her legs were spread, it freed Eve's own. She looked to time it right... but Eve would quickly use her oiled up legs to try and slip them upwards. It was hard work, given she near had to do the splits to get around Petra's own legs, but she managed to hook them around Petra's hips.

The position looked all the more suggestive and sensual, but Eve would wrap her legs around Petra's waist in a bodyscissors, squeezing hard. It was then she would attempt to buckle the two of oil and bikini clad women, trying to get the two of them on the side. She was hoping with the squeeze and the oils she might distract Petra enough to turn her... and if all went incredibly well she might be able to get on top! If she failed however, she knew she was in terrible trouble!

[Devilish53]

Neither woman was backing down, with Petra outright refusing to stay still to Eve's attempts to push free. Her experience in the oil was becoming apparent - for rather than feebly resist pushes and shoves when the oil would simply allow Eve through all the same, Petra worked with every motion Eve made. In an effort to turn it around and force Eve back to square one!

Though little could be done as Eve brought her legs into the mix, which Petra had unwisely let free for quite some time. The squeeze itself wouldn't be high enough around Petra's waistline to do damage - even with the strength of Eve's thighs, she was still mostly squeezing her solid hip bone. Petra had little intention of letting her get those legs higher, though at the same time she had no intent on releasing her bearhug to push those legs off. No, she had an idea to mind; one that would make Eve want to let go!

For when the DJ heaved to her side, no doubt with a goal to get to ontop, Petra pulled back whilst trying to straighten up her knees. To plant them against the slippery surface, as if she was trying to rise!

A motion that would force Eve into a predicament; whether she'd risk allowing Petra to get to her knees from where she could fall forward for a powerful slam, given the DJ was still tightly wrapped around her with her arms and legs, or whether she would unbuckle the latter to stabilise herself. In turn, switching the dual bearhug to one on their knees!

One Petra refused to even gasp in, despite the agony as she tucked her head forward for an intense flex of her biceps!

[thesteedman]

Petra was relentless, there was no denying that. Eve could not shake free of her, and instant regrets began to seep in that she allowed her to be free of her chokehold. It was her own doing to add salt to the wound, she let her own whims and physical attraction to Petra get the better of her. She opted to get a feel of her fine form in a bearhug, and that was starting to look like her downfall. Eve's movements and motions were solid to say the least, her intentions sound... but Petra's experience in the oil was becoming obvious, along with her skills in such a stipulation.

The moment Eve looked to twist and get more leverage, Petra worked with her to keep the advantage, using the oils and the motion to shift herself before Eve could overpower her. All at once, Eve gasped out loud, realising she had to give up her scissor hold or she would be slammed back down and be exactly where she started! The alternative was barely any better, as her legs slid off, Petra managed to shift her own legs, forcing the two onto their knees up right and against each other.

Both bearhugs remained locked tight, but Petra's by now had the significant advantage, having been pressing in and squeezing Eve's core for an extended period of time. Eve could not hide her discomforts anymore. By now she was near panting and groaning in clear pain. Her abs were straining so hard it felt like they might burst, and her back was giving her increasingly unbearable discomfort from the constant pressure. Her own bearhug was locked in tight to be sure... but Petra no doubt was no where near as hurt as Eve was right now. Their bodies continued to grind together, the oils spreading across both ladies alluring forms.

Eve's chest rose and fell heavily against Petra's, her toes curled and her head whipped back, feeling the squeeze slowly decimating her stunning midriff. Each breath was strained, as soft moans and groans of pain were squeezed from the DJ's lungs. It felt like there was no way out of this... Eve knew she was in trouble... she was being outclassed!

[Devilish53]

This wasn't Petra's rodeo at all. To exert herself in such a direct manner, it was outright uncharacteristic. Of course she strained herself in each and every match she performed in, but a bearhug of all moves, done in such a lengthy manner? Such a motion was more fitting to your massive powerhouses over the smaller lithe forms such as Petra's.

And yet, the Greek couldn't stop.

For she had found blood in the water, and didn't look to stop swimming until its source had been found.

Grinding, squeezing and pulling away at Eve, Petra was like a machine. Her eyes had long since shut to focus on the task at hand - that being to squeeze Eve until the girl simply couldn't function. It was evidently the only thing the Greek could do, given Eve's insane endurance.

Briefly leaning hard against Eve from head to toe, Petra all at once pulled her top half back. With her own head arching far back, the Greek's teeth were bared to the maximum with what came next, as even her modest bosom left Eve's own. For Petra's arms began to tense for a good ten seconds if not more - for a motion focused entirely on Eve's lower back. Though the focus of the pain wouldn't of been on Eve's spine, but more the front which was grinding away at Petra's.

Or more accurately, being grounded away on! For the Greek was looking to put every bit of focus on Eve's abdomen, squeezing it in until it outright concaved! With the oil close to being washed free from both of them, if only to be replaced by a thick, full-body covering of sweat!