Not a Walk in the Park: Blaise Cameron vs Cathy Jefferson

[Anime_dreamfighter]

Leaning into her barely resisting opponent, Cathy pounces, snapping on a high grapevine while pressing Blaise's face into her not inconsequential cleavage. Determined to milk the hold for all its worth, she slams her crotch down several times, hard against his abdomen, trying to drive the wind from his midsection before he can gather his wits fully to resist. At the same time, the blonde bombshell tightens her forearms behind the young man's neck, flexing her perky biceps to hold his head tightly in place while she really starts working the smother hold. "Figured ya couldn't take your eyes off my gurls earlier, huh honey? Well have a real nice close-up!"

[CyanDimitrik]

Blaise's ability to say or do much of anything at this point is severely handicapped. Everything he tries to say just results in his lips moving against her breasts, breathing hotly against her skin, or buzzing her with efforts to speak. It's not exactly productive, even moreso as she's robbing him of air. Then there's the mental block involved with it - just trying to work up the willpower to want out of the hold, especially as the longer he remains in it, the more lightheaded he becomes.

Maybe ironically, it's her hip-thrusts that call him to action. Her hips slamming into his abs is an interesting feeling, but far from satisfying. He'd prefer that be a bit lower. But for there to be any chance of that, he'd have to get out of this predicament. And so, the counter-measures finally begin! His legs scoot at the mat, hips tilting, shifting, pushing upwards. His right arm draws back, then begins firing punches inwards, attempting to drill in rapidly against her ribs!

"Nngg..!"

[Anime_dreamfighter]

"Ooooff...yeooowww!" Although Cathy's immensely enjoying the intense sensation of dominating her male opponent with his head trapped in her boobs, she's less enamoured when he starts smacking punches into her exposed ribs. Realising a change of tack is called for, the cowgirl rears up to straddle Blaise's midriff, and delivers a volley of open-handed chops to his sternum with both hands before pausing to check he's still breathing.

[CyanDimitrik]

It isn't that Blaise wasn't enjoying things. He likes being able to breathe, for sure, but Cathy's chest is a very welcoming thing! Just maybe not so tight next time. And those pounding hips would've been much more fun a little lower! But he'll take the reprieve as soon as it comes, with the punches working their magic against Cathy's bare ribs. He takes a deep inhale... only to find her chopping him hard on the chest!

"Nnh! Agh!"

Out of pure instinct, his hands shoot up in an attempt to catch her wrists and prevent her from chopping him again. And in the same token, he attempts to outright overpower her by pulling on her right arm and pushing with the left! If he can get them to roll over, he can... well, he's not so sure about that just yet. Releasing her arms would just put them back in that predicament, and he needs a moment to breathe and refocus, anyway. The end result would be the blonde on her back, her wrists pinned at either side of her head, with Blaise's body directly over hers lying face to face.

[Anime_dreamfighter]

A fraction too late, Cathy realises she would have done better not simply to sit back on her haunches admiring her handiwork as Blaise's hands shoot up, catching her by the wrists. For a moment they face each other in a sort of stalemate before the male wrestler pulls the cowgirl over by her arms, rolling on top of her in an instant so that now they're lying face to face with her wrists pinned at either side of her head.

"Gaahh... now that wasn't the plan, exactly," she grunts, feeling the young man pressing down heavily on her toned, curvy body.

[CyanDimitrik]

Lying face to face with the pretty cowgirl, it’s difficult to focus on pulling her up to try and beat up on her. Instead, Blaise finds himself sinking into the moment a little more, unable to ignore the generous points of contact between their bodies. His back arches to press his sleekly-toned abdominals flush against her stomach, his hips pressed hard against hers. His flat chest bears heavily over the swell of her breasts, his heated, somewhat labored breaths beating against her lips.

“Works... for me...,” he muses quietly to her between breaths.

Fingers tighten on her in an effort to keep her body delectably restrained beneath him.

“One...!”

[Anime_dreamfighter]

"Oh c'mon buddy...Uggghhh!" Cathy huffs as she thrusts her pelvis up, twisting her body sideways to roll him off on the count of two, slightly bemused that for all his extra weight he reckons pinning her would go that easily. Rolling to one side, the cowgirl gets to her feet and resets her position, her sweat-beaded chest rising and falling gently as she stares Blaise up and down.

"Okay, enough playing... time for a little more action around here!" she taunts, trying to see if she can get a rise out of him.

[CyanDimitrik]

Her hips push up squarely against his, and Blaise inhales sharply. There’s a minute shudder he wishes he could’ve suppressed, and then it seems to all end as she pushes to the side. The teen is deposited to the mat, staring up at the ceiling for a moment. Then he’s propping himself on his elbows, looking at her looking at him.

Inhale. Exhale.

Blaise fathers himself up to his feet, cants his head, shoots her a wry smile, then lunges in! His hands lift as if to grapple with her, but it’s only meant to mask his intent to ram a knee into her bare belly and open her up!

[Anime_dreamfighter]

"Ugggghhhhh...!" Misreading Blaise's move badly, Cathy's all prepared to grapple but receives a knee to the midriff for her pains, winding her instead. Grasping her belly with both hands, the blonde cowgirl takes a couple of steps back and finds herself backing on to the ropes, gasping for breath as she tries to cover up.

[CyanDimitrik]

The knee sinks into the country girl's trim stomach, and Blaise takes another moment to breathe - breathe much more freely than Cathy at the moment! "Alright, you...," he says as he begins stalking forward with a sinister little grin. "I've gotta put'cha down."

He reaches forward, seeking to wrap his arms around her waist. If successful, he'll sweep her off her feet and suspend her upside-down, her body locked against his in a belly-to-belly tombstone piledriver position. Naturally, this would put her hips directly in front of his face, and his hips against hers in return. It's a gamble, trying to overwhelm her with surprise and force to set up the move that could, in fact, be a rather devastating one!