Queens of the Street: Mako Adachi VS Soladad Vega

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Mako watched as Soladad became less and less humiliated by the fact she was half naked. That had the shark rethinking the whole topless thing now. So Mako would keep her arms spread wide as the puerto rican native rested on the barricade. Now she was feeling insulted. Did this woman think she wasn't worth the time of day? If so, fuck her! The shark was worth everything she had and more! Mako was just about to tell Sola all this, but suddenly got smacked in the face. She didn't see what hit her. But the shark realized what it was after falling flat on her back.

The bitch hit her with a bottle! Mako would've killed her if she wasn't busy bleeding. Her forehead was cut a little from the glass shattering, but it wasn't too bad. So Mako would sit up while clutching her head, barely aware of her surroundings. "Ugh...really!? You know what...your ass is mine tonight! AND I WILL NOT BE GENTLE WITH YOU BITCH!!!" she growled out loudly while trying to see where exactly Sola was at. The woman was no doubt planning something, and the shark didn't want any one of those plans to work out. She remembered that Sola was saying she was going to give the shark's pussy a pounding. However, Mako didn't want that. At least, not after being busted open like this. If anyone was pounding pussy tonight, it would be the shark!

[Luncha_Libre]

Soledad Vega could hardly contain her excitement at how this street fight was turning out. It was easily the meanest, nastiest and hottest bout of her entire life, and she was loving every moment of it. From the free show that Mako was giving her, to the fiery shark’s insistence on dominating her, Sola could feel her skin flushing from her cheeks to her upper chest. Even as she flung the bottle toward Mako’s face, the Latina street fighter could barely contain her glee!

When she heard glass connect with Mako’s face, Sola winced- but her grin didn’t budge. The Latina fighter listened to Mako’s screamed rant with a smirk. The girl was fiery, responding to getting busted open not by crying, not by freaking out, but by doubling down on being the baddest bitch Sola ever met. “Hell yeah,” she muttered, before roughly grabbing a fan by the collar. Twisting the bewildered young man around, Sola pulled his overshirt off, and quickly fashioned it into a makeshift skirt around her waist. Some in the crowd were audible in their disappointment, but Sola only stuck her tongue out teasingly.

With that, she was ready to step back into the ring. Almost, anyway. First, the street fighter reached beneath the ring, grabbing the first thing she saw: a steel folding chair, which she held firmly in hand as she stepped back between the ropes toward her waiting opponent.

“You got this coming, hot stuff,” Sola taunted, as she wedged the chair between the ropes, against the turnbuckle. Strutting over to Mako, Sola grabbed the downed shark by the hair, giving her pert breasts a long, leering look as she pulled her up to her feet. Taking a firm grip on Mako’s toned arm and shoulder, Sola winked at her. “You ready to take a seat?” Sola asked, preparing herself to Irish whip Mako hard into the waiting steel chair!

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Mako was growling as Sola leered at her bare naked chest. The shark was already bleeding, and she was not in the mood to be eye fucked by the woman who busted her open. Worst of all, she stepped on some of the glass that was scattered across the ring. Future note, bring shoes to the next hardcore match...just in case. "Ugh...Like what you see? Huh, do ya!? Just take a fucking picture...then you can fuck yourself off to it whenever ya want..." the shark growled at Sola. Then, the Puerto Rican would suddenly whip her towards the corner and into the steel chair!

Mako wasn't running that fast due to the cute up foot, but it still hurt like hell as her back collided with the steel chair set up in between the ropes! The shark immediately fell forward as her back arched in pain! "FUCK! Could you be any more of a bitch!...Why the fuck are you wearing a shirt!?" she growled, unable to come up with better insults while she was in so much pain. This was also when she noticed the shirt-skirt. Which of course she hated since she couldn't see the good stuff. It was like Sola knew how to make everything worse in every way. The shark was so pissed that she would start to crawl forward towards Sola. She was so pissed that the pain wasn't registering as much. Still, Mako refused to back down while Sola was standing. She had to get the woman back. If the shark didn't, she'd regret it for the rest of her life.

[Luncha_Libre]

Sola licked her upper lip, looking at how fierce her opponent looked up in the ring. The Latina street fighter did wince, however, when Mako stepped on some stray glass, hurting herself and making things a little grittier in this street fight. Still, Sola ignored the woman’s threats, and completed the Irish whip, tossing the aching Mako straight toward the waiting steel chair.

“OOOH!” The crowd called out as one, hearing the echo of Mako’s back hitting the steel chair. Mako dropped after the impact, spitting more bitter invectives toward Soledad as she soaked in the agony. Sola grinned, shifting her weight to one leg, exposing more of the thigh over which she’d tied off her shirt-skirt, as Mako pointed out the improvised ring gear.

“Might take you up on those pictures,” Sola teased, watching Mako drop. “So, just don’t act too surprised when you come too and find yourself tagged all to hell on my InstaGram, tomorrow!” Mako was showing hellacious drive, crawling toward Soledad with rage in her eyes despite her worsening condition. This match had gotten rough in very short order, surprising all in attendance. Still, the street fighter wasn’t about to let up on her staggered opponent.

Backing up, Soledad built some tension against the ring ropes before throwing herself forward. Rushing Mako, Soledad hopped up, aiming to wrap her powerful thighs around Mako’s head. Naturally, this would give Mako a view right up the shirt-skirt, letting her see whatever she could make out in the shadows of the improvised garment. Right up to the point that Sola twisted her hips mid-air, in an effort to swing Mako’s head down and spike her into the canvas with a spike hurricanrana!

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Mako growled at being told she would be all over Instagram. Sure she didn't care who looked at her and in what way, but she didn't want to give Sola the satisfaction either. The shark really just wanted to punch Sola a ton of times, so she'd get up to face her opponent, head still bloody. "HAAAH! If I'm ok with fighting naked...then why would I be phased by naked picture? But seriously...you could NEVER knock me out..." Mako would say until she suddenly found Sola's legs around her neck. Shortly after she was being flipped, with her head spiking the ring before flopping down on her back.

Worst part was that Mako don't even see underneath the woman's 'skirt'. The fucking hurricanrana happened too damn fast! And it left Mako flat on her back, stunned, and seemingly knocked out by the move. "You...bitch..." the shark suddenly mumbled, proving she wasn't actually knocked out by the hard impact.

[Luncha_Libre]

Sola smirked as she swung downward, taking Mako to the mat with her! Sola’s half-loose hair whipped around her head, the Puerto Rican street fighter’s body a blur of motion as she completed the move. Most satisfying, though, was the pounding of Mako’s head against the canvas, leaving the hot, half-naked badass dazed on her back!

Pushing herself up to one knee after completing the move, Sola’s grin widened. She took a second to take in the sight of her opponent, licking her upper lip at the sight of Mako’s leanly-muscled, fierce body laid out in front of her. The continued profanity and snark from Mako only made Sola feel a bit flush.

“Love that attitude, chica!” Sola said, rising to her feet. The Latina fighter took a couple of steps back, watching Mako’s chest rise and fall as she readied herself. Then, Sola launched forward, jumping into the air with her makeshift skirt flipping upward, giving Mako a full view of Soledad’s bare, round ass … just as Sola came down with her full weight onto Mako’s chest with a running senton!

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Mako was tired. She was bleeding and she was tired. Tired of Sola having her way. Tired of being rag dolled around the ring like a fucking jobber! So with the woman taunting her by saying she loved the shark's attitude, Mako lost it. Shortly after Sola would run at her before jumping up. This revealed her hot ass, but for once Mako wasn't looking at it. For the first time in her life, in fact, she wasn't checking someone out, but instead, was being serious.

So as Sola tried to land on her with a running sexton, Mako's adrenaline and rage forced her to roll to the side and out of the impact zone. This would leave her opponent to land on nothing but the ring with a painful bump. By dodging the senton she would be down by Soladad's feet, so Mako wasn't going just stay down and rest. Instead she'd force herself up onto her knees, and then her feet as she got up and went on the offensive. Even with a head wound Mako could put up one hell of a fight. So when Sola eventually sat herself up after the hard landing, the shark would try to unleash one hell of a super kick to her opponent's forehead!

[Luncha_Libre]

Sola was starting to have fun. Probably too much fun, all things considered. But between stripping each other down and the brutal nature of this brawl, Sola was feeling a rush like she rarely got to feel, in a sanctioned bout. Mako was straight fire, and as she sailed through the air over her, Sola couldn’t wait to feel that toned body of hers get squashed underneath her ass. Unfortunately, that eagerness ended up biting Sola in her round ass, as Mako had other ideas!

“AAAUGH!” Sola cried out, her lower back hitting the hard ring mat, Mako nowhere to be found. “Oooh, Dammit!” Sola winced in agony, both hands going to her lower back to nurse her aching body. “F-fuck,” Sola spat, rubbing her lower back and trying to push herself up. The Latina street fighter had gotten cocky, and she had no idea where Mako had gotten off to when she’d dodged the senton.

Sola opened her eyes just in time to see Mako, back up on her feet and ready to fight. “Oh, shi--” Sola was cut off abruptly, as Mako’s foot shot forward with a superkick, square to her jaw! A loud “CLOCK” sound echoed through the street off Sola’s jaw. Sola’s body went stock-straight, her head lulling backward lazily, before she dropped. Flat on her back, legs spread eagle, Soledad Vega was left dazed and dumb, and easy pickings for the bloodied Mako!

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"How do ya like that, slut!?" Mako shouted at the puerto rican babe after laying her out with a super kick. The woman was now flat on her back, spread eagle while the shark was on her feet. Sola had a lot more coming to her, though, cause Mako wanted a ton of payback. So without wasting too much time, the top predator would reach down and tear off the shirt from around Sola's waste.

"You don't get to cover up anymore, puta..." Mako would growl. She'd toss the shirt out of the ring immediately before trying to roll the woman over with her foot. That way, Mako could deliver a couple of hard spanks to Soladad's round ass to make it sting and jiggle. Clearly she really wanted to embarrass her opponent now. This was just part two of her revenge, though, with part one being the stripping. Part three was where she'd wrap her arms around Sola's waist before trying to lift the sexy chica off the mat for a very powerful dead-lift german suplex!

"RRRAAAAAAHHHH!!!" the predator roared as she tried to lift the woman up. Mako's head was killing her the whole time, but she could manage it for now. All that mattered was smacking Sola around for a long time! If she actually enjoyed getting dominated...well hopefully the shark wouldn't notice it.

[Luncha_Libre]

“Nnngh,” Soledad moaned as she lay flat on her back, her body writhing in pain as she struggled against the fog in her head. The Latina street fighter’s brow furrowed at being called a slut, but that didn’t seem to deter her from writhing on her back, bare legs spread eagle in front of her opponent. “AH!” Sola squealed as Mako grabbed the makeshift skirt off of her, peeling it from Sola’s bare waist and whipping any hope she had of preserving her modesty out ointo the crowd.

Sola placed both hands over her naked pussy and rolled over, trying to keep herself from being totally exposed to the leering fans. All of this made the bloodied yet fierce-looking Mako look all that much more dominant, as she loomed over Soledad and prepared to deliver a fierce spanking to the poor girl’s round brown ass!

“Uughn! Uuhn! Uuuh!” Sola grunted, as Mako’s hand came down on her ass again and again. Sola bit her lip, trying and failing to cover up any more moans. “Oooh! UH! Ooooww~!” Each smack brought another moan from Soledad’s lips, and made her eyes roll back in her head. Each spank echoed through the alleyway, as did Sola’s choked off moans. Sola’s thick ass jiggled in the air, as her chest would press down into the mat. Sola would grind against the canvas, so caught up in her own misery that she didn't realize Mako's arms were sliding beneath her taut abs until it was too late. "Wh-what? WHHHAAAHHHHHH!" Sola cried out as Mako hoisted her up into the air. Eyes wide, body flying up into the air, Sola was hoisted up into the suplex, her bare legs flying off to each side leaving her bare body fully exposed as she spread eagle, mid-flight, until Mako slammed her back down into the mat!