Kaylee Rush vs. Bubbles Burste - Hey Nineteen

When Bubbles sent Kaylee off with the Irish Whip, she’d expected her to just manage a weak run, and had been planning on just hitting her with something like a lariat or something, something that could take her down quick and clean.

It seemed, she underestimated just how much her former pupil had in the tank. Baby girl could go, she’d give her that much, even if her effort was fairly predictable and an easy counter.

Bubbles caught her with ease - again - and lifted her up on her shoulder, gripping her by the butt, because, well…Bubbles.. ”Nice try, kiddo. But…”

That was about as close to an apology as she got, before she took off a run and burst across the ring, looking to leap up and slam Kaylee into the canvas with an Oklahoma Slam.

While Kaylee's determination, and Valley's support and motivation, obviously played a role in her bursts of energy, in truth Kaylee owed a large part of her endurance and energy bursts to her youth. It was much easier to get a second wind, shrug off damage, and bounce back into things when you were young.

Her attempt at a crossbody, aiming to take Bubbles down with sheer momentum...failed. Again. But, she was not thwarted, as, when Bubbles went to try and slam her down, Kaylee kicked her legs rapidly, shifting her weight, and allowing herself to slip down behind Bubbles, quick to press her hands against the bigger womans back and shove against her, trying to use her own momentum against her to have her charge chest first into the turnbuckle for a second time!

Oklahoma Slam, 1, 2, 3, and if Kaylee kicked out, maybe she’d just knock her out with a breast smother, give her a reward for putting up such a good fight. Heck, she might just do that, anyway, whether it worked or not.

A good plan. It should’ve worked. It was about to, right until she learned just how tenacious her former pupil had gotten in these past years.

Before she could execute the move, Kaylee was worming off her shoulder, slipping free, and turning her own momentum against her. Bubbles went stumbling forward, feet nearly tripping along the mat as she moved into a forced run, only to have her chest collide with the turnbuckle. Contrary to popular belief, her breasts did not, in fact, work as airbags, and she hit with a hard crash. She went stumbling back afterwards, gripping her chest and hissing at the searing pain.

Ah the benefits of youth. Quick recovery, plenty of energy, and sometimes sheer luck rolled the dice in your favor. Plus a nice butt!

But it also gave the benefit of quick thinking and fast reflexes, which Kaylee put to full effect, ducking low and hooking her arm between Bubbles legs, rolling her down onto her back with a school boy. To others, it may have looked like she was being naive, going for another quick pinfall attempt, when Bubbles had already shown she can power out of such things.

They would be surprised then, as, instead of a pin, Kaylee stood up, grabbing Bubbles smooth and sexy legs. With a mighty heave, and a cry of exertion, she lifted Bubbles legs and lower body upwards, the womans legs hanging over her shoulders, while her upper body hung straight down. To the shock and delight of everyone watching, Kaylee stepped her legs over Bubbles flailing arms, trapping them before jumping forward, dropping Bubbles chest and face first onto the mat with a Styles Clash!

Sweaty, panting with the effort she needed to lift and drop Bubbles, Kaylee rolled off of Bubbles body, crawling on her hands and knees to the larger, older, womans body, so she could roll it over and flop on top of her, hooking her leg for a pinfall attempt, the crowd counting along with the referee!

"ONE!"

Bubbles could admit that, yes, her student had gotten her good, there. Exceptionally good. Embarrassingly good. Maybe it was partly her fault for using the opportunity to catch a feel instead of giving her hold a more secure grip, but either way, Kaylee’s talent for seizing the moment couldn’t be ignored.

But, as she stood there, aching, Bubbles wasn’t as distressed as a cursory glance at her face might suggest. Sure, she was hurt, a little. But this was something she could recover from. No worries.

No worries, even as Kaylee pulled her in and rolled her around for a well-executed schoolboy. No worries when she abandoned the effort before the referee could start a count, trying to transition into something. But, when she started to haul her up by the legs and hold her up in a vertical position, at a perfect 90 degrees? Then the worries came.

Mariah’s jaw dropped, pure shock exploding across her features. ”She can’t-”

”She can!” Valley pumped her fist. ”Do it, Kaylee!”

Kaylee did it.

Bubbles could only cry out as the world flipped about, and her face was busted against the ground with a move that she didn’t even think she was physically capable of being hit with. Her world filled with stars, her mind filled with fog, and the next thing she knew, she heard the referee screaming out. ”2…!”

Reflex was the only thing that saved Bubbles, as years of kicking out made her do it at the exact last moment, right before the before the referee could hit the mat for a final time. Saved by the skin of her pearly whites, she laid on the mat with her arms outstretched, her powerful chest rising and falling.

She did it, she actually hit! Kaylee was exhausted, but ecstatic, certain she had just picked up the win...and then Bubbles kicked out. She fucking kicked out.

"W-What!?"

Kaylee sat up, looking at the referee, arms wide, but the woman confirmed it. Bubbles had kicked out.

Well...fuck.

She rolled over, sitting up on her knees, looking down in confusion at Bubbles. Frankly...she was at a loss. She was throwing everything she had at the older woman, all her speed, her youthful bursts of energy, flashy pins and even her best move, her Styles Clash...and it was for nothing. Bubbles was just a goddamn tank. Sure, Kaylee wasn't out yet...but she was wearing out, and Bubbles still had plenty to give...it could take a lot more hits to take her down...but as powerful as Bubbles was, it wouldn't take nearly as many for her to beat down Kaylee. If things kept going as they were, she would lose.

There was no choice. She was out of options, there was only thing she could do to stay in this match, and even the odds against the bigger girl. Normally, she wouldn't have minded, hell, she'd have loved it...but Valley was going to hate it...maybe even hate her for it.

She reached out, one hand grabbing Bubbles bikini top and moving one piece of fabric aside, revealing one large and beautiful breast, as the other nudged down her unbuttoned shorts slightly. She looked over at Valley, a clearly apologetic look on her face...before she leaned her head down, wrapping her lips around Bubbles nipple, licking it as her hand slipped into Bubbles shorts and bikini bottoms, starting to rub between her legs!

”3…!”

Valley, like most of the audience, was counting along with the referee. Like most of the audience, she was surprised, amazed, astounded that Bubbles had pulled off the famed Styles Clash on none other than Bubbles Burst of all people. Like most of the audience, she knew she was on the verge of a major upset, watching Kaylee taking down a woman who’d been running roughshod over Friction since she entered the ranks, a sexual titan.

And, like most of the audience, she was utterly shocked when Bubbles managed to kick out in time, saving herself at the last nanosecond. ”What?” She blinked. ”What?!”

Mariah, on the other hand, was jumping up and down, pumping her fist in the air. ”Yeah, that’s my girl! Whoo! Can’t keep her down!”

Valley glared her way, before turning her attention back to the ring. She knew Bubbles was a beast, but good Lord, that was a damn Styles Clash. Kaylee had literally thrown everything she had at the woman, what was left to...to…

Oh.

Valley looked on, her eyes wide and her mouth gaping, as Kaylee...well, there was no polite word for it. She was doing Bubbles. Right in the middle of the match. The Virgin Killer was thrashing on the mat as her former student worked her magic, arching her back as the tongue danced along her breasts, thrusting her hips at at the fingers at her sex. She moaned, a noise filled with raw passion, loving every second of it.

So did the crowd. Valley...wasn’t sure what to think. She chewed her lip, looking on, unable - or unwilling to avert her eyes. This wasn’t the way wrestling was supposed to be, but...

With all her wrestling options more or less gone, the only real option she had left was to get hentai. She would give Bubbles what she always wanted, and do her. Valley was going to hate her for it, and her mother, well, her mother would probably kill her, or, at the very least, make sure she was never welcome in California again.

But she had to push those thoughts aside. At the moment, none of that matter. This is what she had to do to take Bubbles down, and taking Bubbles down was what mattered most!

Luckily, Bubbles seemed to love how things were going so far, Kaylee rubbing at the womans bare sex, sliding her fingers up and down her pussy, while licking and sucking at her tits, alternating between the two, loving the sound of Bubbles moans. "Mmm, Bubbles, I've been waiting a long time to make you moan like that...let's see how you like...THIS!"

With that, Kaylee went for it all, plunging two fingers knuckle deep into Bubbles pussy, starting to rapidly finger her former trainer!

Bubbles was confused, but not complaining in the least. Kaylee was a living sex bomb, and she’d been waiting for her to explode for years now, hoping that she would get taken up when it happened. Sure enough, she was here, at the right place and the right time, further enforcing her belief that moving out to Japan and joining Friction was one of the best non-wedding decisions she’d ever made.

The little heathen went deep and deeper still, driving into Bubbles’ waiting pussy with her finger, and the Virgin Killer drove her hips up to meet her. Through her haze, she brought her hand to the back of Kaylee’s head, stroking her long, blonde hair. She could’ve tugged it away, still had the strength for it...physically. Mentally, there was no way she’d let that mouth stop, not when it was doing such a sublime job.

”Fuck, Kaylee...fuck!” She slammed her fist into the mat and thrashed hard. ”That’s it, keep doing it, keep doing me, please…”

She was breathless now, her words getting swept away in a whirlwind of moans.

Somewhere in California, Kaylee's mom received a text, with picture, from Mariah...and promptly screamed, before throwing her phone against the wall, shattering it completely. She was going to kill her daughter!

Kaylee however, wasn't thinking of that. She was focused on giving Bubbles the most pleasure she could, bending her fingers within her and moving them in a "come hither" motion, while licking and sucking on her breasts, purring as the older woman stroked her hair, taking a brief moment to lift her head and lock eye contact with her, a lustful look in her eyes. "Cum for me Bubbles..."

She purred, going back to nibbling on her breast and fingering her faster, going knuckle deep each thrust!