Nathan Weed vs Jamie Rivers

The viciousness of Jamie's smile startled him. Did he say something wrong? Then Jamie made forget Nathan what he was thinking as she took his hands. He let her lead his hands toward her top, but, once his hands were back on the fabric, he collected his senses and stopped. Nathan made a quick decision. "Okay, Jamie, you win, we'll have our match. But we don't need our clothes off to fight, do we?" Nathan's eyes were pleading, but his hands moved surreptitiously to Jamie's shoulders.

If Jamie didn't react, he'd try to push Jamie down onto the bed and pin her down, trying to prevent Jamie from completely disrobing. He didn't need any more temptation to do something he might later regret.

Jaime's puts on a look of shock as Nathan attempts to suggest that neither of them strip for their match, "I'm glad that you came to your senses and realized that you can't escape my challenge... but now you want to keep your clothes on?" She shrugs his hands off of her shoulders, placing hers over her top, specifically her breasts, "Are you meaning to tell me that you don't want to see these?" She gropes herself gently before tilts her head inquisitavly and smirking. She would wait for him to begin to answer, but if it seemed as though he wasn't going to agree to a nude match she will quickly whip her top off over her head, unleashing her light chocolate orbs directly in fornt of his gaze. She would then push them together coyly, "Now tell me again, what don't you want?"

Jamie played with her breasts. "Are you meaning to tell me that you don't want to see these?"

Nathan maintained his gaze, though his neck struggled to keep his head up. It wasn't his intention to offend Jamie. He started his reply, "It's not tha-"

Without warning, Jamie flung off her top, exposing what he had so dreaded to see. Nathan politely looked down, taking in Jamie's magnificent body in all its splendor. Then he looked away, embarrassed, only to bring his gaze back again. Finally he forced himself to look up. Jamie smirked and pushed her breasts together appealingly. "Now tell me again, what don't you want?"

He tried to retreat again, finding to his dismay that he'd pressed himself against the wall. Nathan, flustered, was reduced to garbled protests. "Um... that... it..." His hands found their way back to his waist, clutching the top of his shorts so tightly that his knuckles were turning white.

Jamie smirked as Nathan's gaze suddenly became fixated on her chest, then away, then back again, soaking her topless form in. She plays coy with him for a few minutes, twisting her lithe body into flirty poses for him before her finnaly breaks his gaze from off of her chest to look into her eyes. She gives him a wink. As he takes a step back, running into the wall she takes a step forward, her chest very close to his, her nipples almost touching him. She listens to his mumbling, watching as he grabs ahold of his shorts. "Well well, seem's like we're a shy boy..." She takes a hand and places it on his chest, tracing it down slowly towards his crotch. "Lets get you out of your shell shall we?"

He jumped at Jamie's initial touch, but then melted at the continued contact. As her hand traced across and down his chest toward his shorts, his breathing became faster, and he had trouble focusing. He would have to act fast or give in to her advances; his hands had already lost their grip on his pants.

He did the first thing that came to mind. Without warning, Nathan stepped forward and grabbed Jamie in a sudden and soft hug, Jamie's breasts pressing intimately into his chest. "My God, you're so sexy," Nathan blurted. It sounded insincere, even to him (the sentiment, not the statement itself; Nathan had a wild physical attraction to the naked woman currently in his arms), but he hoped it would distract Jamie from her goal of removing Nathan's clothes. Let me keep my shorts on at least, please, Nathan thought. I need that barrier or I don't know what I'll do.

If Jamie says or does something that still indicates an interest in getting Nathan nude, Nathan will close his eyes and squeeze, modifying his hug into a bearhug and officially starting the match.

Jamie eyed his rections as her hand crept lower and lower, nearing his shorts. It was then he steeped forward and wrapped his arms around her, "Oh!" Jamie was pleasently surprised at Nathans apparant sudden change of character. But as she waited for him to continue, she realized that he was simply trying to stall her from stripping him yet again. "Oh... still a shy boy... fine then, you can keep them on..." She responded to his hug with one of her own, not aggresive or sensual. But as soon as she had secured her hold, she wildly twisted her body trying to painfully drop Nathan to the floor directly onto his back. If he kept ahold of her, she would land on top of him, her breasts pressing down on his chest. If he released her, he would have a chance to recover but she would also have a chance to press her attack.

Jamie finally agreed to let Nathan keep on his clothes, and Nathan breathed a sigh of relief. As Nathan released her from his hug, however, Jamie applied one of her own and violently wrenched Nathan to the floor.

Thump! Nathan hit the floor hard, and Jamie landed heavily on top of him. Nathan felt Jamie's breasts press earnestly into his chest, her smooth skin slide softly over his own...and Nathan's eyes grew wide with a sinking realization. The fall had jerked Nathan's concentration; the erection he had worked so hard to keep down had finally sprung to attention, and now his shorts were uncomfortably tight. Shit. He had to get her off of him. But how?

Buck her off... no no, the motion is too suggestive. Well grab her and throw her off then. Grab her where? He looked down at the beautiful woman straddling his body. She was just so... so naked! Nathan could only stare helplessly as Jamie makes her next move.

As Jamie pressed herself down onto Nathan, she felt something of his proding up into her belly. She gave a smirk as she slowly slid her arms over the boys and intertwined herself with him, trapping him and immobilizing his arms in the process. It was essentially an inversion of her Bond and Break finisher, but far more sensual... As Nathan lie there thinking, Jamie slid herself up so that her breasts lingered just below his chin, their crotches lining up perfectly, the only thing that was stopping penetration were the pairs shorts. Hardly a problem for Jamie, she didn't want to reward the boy for doing nothing. "Well, YOU may be shy, but it's a completly different story down their isn't it?" She gave her hips an encouaging swivel as she intertwined her legs with his, trapping him beneath her and began to spread him apart painfully.

Nathan was immobilized, and Jamie had complete control, so when she teased the head of his cock with a quick swivel of her hips, Nathan could do little but protest, "Hey, wait, don't..." His erection, on the other hand, quivered happily from the attention.

He had to get out from under her. He started to squirm, only to stop when he found that his movements made Jamie's hold more painful than it already was. Tell her you're gay, he thought to himself. Be obnoxious, be racist, do something! If she keeps pinning you... aha...

Nathan suddenly brightened up. "I submit!" Nathan laughed triumphantly. "This is a pin right? A pin and submission, didn't you say? You win, damn Jamie, you're a helluva fighter; didn't stand a chance. Well good match, see you..." Nathan tried to stand, banking on the assumption that Jamie would get bored trying to fight an opponent without any intent to win.

The ref, on the other hand, couldn't stand it any more. She took a deep breath. "Sir, I'm sorry, but your conduct is extremely unsportsmanlike. You've been challenged in a girl-controlled territory, and you owe your opponent an honest attempt at a good match." She looked at her watch. "I'm enacting a new rule; neither competitor can win or lose in the first ten minutes of this match." The ref looked at Jamie apologetically. "If it's alright with you of course."

Goddamnit, Nathan thought. Both he and the ref looked intently at Jamie, waiting on her decision. If Jamie agrees to the new rule, the ref will start the timer on her watch, which will count down from 10 minutes.

“You may be giving into the submission, but I donâ€t think I ever heard a three count…” Jamie didnâ€t budge as Nathan admitted defeat, her eyes glared at the boy while her lips continued to smirk. The referee then asked Jamie if she wanted to put a ten minute time limit on their match. No winning or loosing for a whole ten minutes. “Hmmm, sounds like a good idea. I accept, but if you donâ€t mind I think I stay where I am or else heâ€ll end up running for the entire 10 minutes…”
With that Jamie smirked as she looked down at Nathan, grinning. “Did you hear that? Ten entire minutes to do whatever I feel like to you. Iâ€m sure you wonâ€t mind, you just want it all to be over donâ€t you?” Her grin widens as she begins to force Nathanâ€s hands behind his back, while she kept his legs locked up with hers. “Now, where were we? Oh yes…” She wiggles her hips against his, specifically to excite his member, “I think I remember…”