A New Challenge (For daemongirl)

"Hmmnnn" Heather would let out a little muffled moan of both protest and pleasure as the girl would lift up her head and lock in that passionate kiss with her. Heather was just melting in the kiss that Natasha was giving her, the pure dominance of the girl and what she was doing getting to Heather quite a bit as she felt Natasha's hand start to slide down her stomach, causing her body to begin to writhe around against the wall a bit in a reaction to the feeling.

She would then hear Natasha's words, the girl ordering her to win the match. "H-hah??" Heather would let out in confusion, blinking her eyes as she stared at Natasha before she would feel the girl's hand start to rub against her still covered sex. Heather would fight back a moan that was just dying to escape from her mouth as she shook her head, trying to keep herself as much as she could. In retaliation, she would bring her hands up, trying hard to push the girl away so she could jump out of the shower and at least make a bit of distance between the two and their soaked bodies.

Nat giggle into the woman's mouth, loving the confusion in her face at her little command. She wanted more than anything for Heather to enjoy this, for her to fall in love with this type of match as Nat had a new dream, to fight Heather in a sanctioned heantai match for all to see. She didn't care who would win such a contest either, only knowing it would be something she would watch over and over at home. Her little tease had worked just as she wanted as she could feel Heather struggling beneath her, the woman breaking free as she shoved Natasha back against the opposite wall, Heather opening the door and escaping along with a good amount of steam into the bathroom.

"Ooooh, good idea Heather, a change of scenery sounds excellent!" Nat called out after Heather as she too emerged from the shower, water dripping from her body onto the tile floor as she chased after the woman. Stepping out of the bathroom onto the thick and soft carpet of her living room she could see water all over the floor, not minding it at all as hopefully much more would be staining it soon. The AFW had a not surprisingly excellent cleaning staff all wrestlers got to use for free, just for situations like this she thought to herself. Seeing Heather standing there in her way too tight bikini Nat took a second to gaze upon her soaked body with a sly grin on her lips.

"Hehe I suppose what you said earlier was right, though I think you underestimate just how impressive your own tits are Heather!" Nat let out even as her eyes were locked onto Heather's chest, cupping her own as she did so to rub the tips of her index fingers over her hardened nipples which were easy to see through her bikini top.

As Heather was able to break away from Natasha's grasp for the time being, she would quickly jump out of the shower, leaving the bathroom as she did. As much as she might have been feeling just a little more comfortable, she knew that Natasha held quite a bit more of an advantage over her with the type of fight they were having. She would quickly make her way to the living room, really trying to get that distance between them, just so she could take a breather as she was dripping wet from the shower.

"Hah.." Heather would let out as she heard Natasha's yell from the other room. The girl wasn't in the least taken back by Heather escaping from her, and just from that Heather could tell that she would be in for a very long night. She would watch as Natasha would come out of the bathroom, following her into the living room as she would stand at the opposite end. Heather would gulp a little, seeing the girl's soaking wet body just like hers as she got that sly grin on her face.

"W-well of course..I-I mean that's the reason why this is so tight!" Heather would let out, her eyes widening a bit as she would see Natasha start to cup her breasts and rub her nipples, causing Heather to blush deep at the sight. "Hah...how did I get such a crazy fan" Heather would think to herself as she couldn't help but get more and more aroused at the sight. "C-come on, come over here and get me."

Seeing Heather standing there with water dripping off of her scantily clad body was quite the image, one which Natasha burned into her memory so she could remember it forever, the smile on her lips never fading as she gazed upon her idol. Forcing someone to cum and even submit to you had a way of changing how you looked at someone even if you didn't want to admit it, with Heather she was starting to see her less as an idol to praise from a distance and more of a woman in need of the fucking of her life. She was surprised that the bikini was still intact however, she had been sure Heather would have burst out of that by now but thats why she was there after all, to help her out of it.

"Mhmmm Heather, your tits are so large even I'm a little envious Heather!" Natasha replied while holding her hands together behind her back to stick her chest out even further, gently twisting side to side which sent her tits swinging ever so slightly back and forth. She did not remain still for very long though as she could never resist such a request from her prisoner, she let out a sharp giggle before unclasping her hands and charging at Heather. "Well if you insist Heather!"

A short distance behind the woman was one of her black leather couches, part of the advantage of this being her apartment was she knew the layout perfectly. Natasha planned to shove Heather on her tits to push her back onto the couch, looking to force her to sit upon it where she could then climb on top of her and straddle her waist with one knee on either side of her. From there her tits would be shoved into Heather's face and her hands would slide down Heather's body in search of her tight sex to finger with two from each hand. Of course all this was moot if Heather blocked the initial shove, Nat was betting a bit on this.

"A-ah...l-look at yours!" Heather would let out at Natasha's words as she would see her push out her chest, twisting her upperbody and making those breasts sway back and forth. Their movement was almost hypnotizing and Heather couldn't take her eyes off them as she developed that deep blush on her face. If anyone should be envious it was her when it came to that. As Heather said what she did, her mind would be completely taken up in how flusetered she was that even though she's the one who told her to come at her, she wasn't ready at all when Natasha charged at her.

"Kya!" Heather would let out as Natasha shoved her at her breasts, sending her back onto the leather couch that was behind her. Forced to sit on it, Heather would be slightly dazed from the sudden move, making it easy for Natasha to come up and sit on her lap, shoving her breasts into her face. "Mmmmmpph!!!!" Heather would let out, the second time she's found herself smothered in Natasha's large breasts. If that wasn't enough, she would feel the girl enter her sex with four fingers, two from each hand, causing her to let out a loud muffled moan into her breasts, pushing at Natasha's abdomen, but a little weak from the paralyzing pleasure that was running through her.

Natasha giggled as she took the dominant position on top of Heather, letting a few suggestive moans slip from her lips as she gave Heather exactly what she wanted in her mind, to be reunited with her massive tits. This go around however she decided to be a little nicer, she wouldn't just press Heather's face into her soft mounds this time, no Natasha would drag her tits back and forth over her face while bouncing her body lightly on top of her. Unable to resist herself Nat rocked her hips against Heather, rubbing her ass over her crotch with a wide grin on her lips, wanting nothing more than to pleasure her long time idol as much as she could.

"You do love my breasts don't you Heather, don't be ashamed to admit it, the way her eyes always drift down to them is proof enough. You flatter me with your desire for my body Heather!" Nat let slip in a whisper, leaning over so that her lips were right above her ear. "You want more don't you?" The blue haired woman laughed as she teased her, though she proved herself generous as she leaned back a little, not fighting Heather for the moment as the woman pushed against her stomach. Then in another bout of giggling Natasha twisted her body to the left before turning right as fast as she could, bringing her large tits swinging in from the side to slap Heather across her face, repeating this little maneuver as many times as Heather would let her.

All the while her fingers only rested once in their tireless pursuit to bring Heather ever closer to orgasm, and this single moment of rest was so she could work on untying the bottom so she could rip it away. Whether she got her prize or not Natasha would thrust her fingers back into Heather's pussy, alternating between slow and fast paces just to keep Heather guessing.

As Natasha started to rub her breasts onto Heather's face, she would let out a muffled groan of embarrassment, the pleasurable feeling of the girl's fingers in her sex as well as her starting to bounce on her lap, her ass rubbing against her crotch, was just adding tenfold to that. As much as Heather wanted to fight back, as much as she wanted to say that she wasn't enjoying it, it was getting harder and harder to do so. Being so fully dominated by the girl like this, it gave her quite the odd pleasure and she hated how much she liked it.

"Mmmmphh!..." Heather would let out in muffled protest of the girl's words. She was still doing her best to deny what she was saying, even though Natasha wouldn't be able to make out what Heather was saying in her protests. As she whispered to her, with her lips right near her air, saying that she wanted more, Heather would freeze up a bit, a shudder running through her body before Natasha would finally lean back just a bit. Heather would take in as much air as she could with the distance before she would suddenly feel Natasha slap her across the face with her breasts, repeating that over and over, Heather letting out a little yelp each time.

She wanted to fight back, but with Natasha's fingering, it was becoming increasingly difficult. Finally, the girl would remove the restricting bikini bottoms that Heather had on as she began alternating her pace with her fingering. It was all too much, and Heather couldn't take it. She would let out her juices onto Natasha's hand, letting out a moan filled sigh as she did.

The various reactions of Heather were simply delicious to Natasha who wanted nothing more than to show her idol ever sort of pleasure imaginable, giggling every time Heather froze up or shuddered, the woman's body unable to lie, telling Nat she was loving every single moment of this match. Even the little cries of what she expected were a mix of pain and pleasure all in one thrilled Natasha, the girl releasing a sharp moan every time her tits slapped across the face of Heather, finding she was enjoying this move more than even she thought she would and knowing she had to come up with a finisher using this move.

She most certainly knew Heather would never have expected Nat to make her join the blue haired woman in another match, especially since she could have just commanded her to let Nat fuck her, but to Natasha this was by far more enjoyable, she craved competition like this especially in her sex. It wasn't long after she removed the woman's bottom that she felt Heather cumming beneath her, the act bringing back fond memories from earlier that day when she had done the same thing twice for her. "Oh already cumming for me Heather, you do seek to please don't you, so nice to your fan you are!" Isabella teased as she felt her sticky juices running all over her hands and Heather's legs, dripping off the leather couch onto the carpet. Taking the bikini bottom Natasha flashed Heather a wide grin before stuffing it into her mouth, giggling as she jumped back off the couch and moved to the center of the carpet.

As Heather remained sitting there under Natasha's whim pretty much, she could tell just how much Natasha was loving every second of it. From the smothering to the tit slapping all the way to making her cum. The whole situation was quite the embarrassing one for Heather, but she couldn't deny that she liked it. As much as she wanted to show the girl that she wasn't just going to be dominated, part of her was wanting Natasha to keep doing it, to keep taking control over her for the rest of the night, but Heather's pride was overwhelming that emotion.

"Mnnh...well...I can't..really disappoint a loyal fan can I?" Heather would let out, jokingly as she shook her head. This was, in reality, the third time in the day that she's cummed for Natasha. While it's been a while since their first little sparring match, that was the reality of it. Just thinking that made Heather blush deep before suddenly Natasha would stuff the Bikini that Heather was just wearing into her mouth. "Mmmgff!?" Heather would let out, tasting a bit of her own juiced before she would quickly roll off the couch and get on all fours on the ground, removing the bikini bottoms from her mouth. She would shake her head and slowly stand, her legs a bit wobbly as she did, cum lining the inner part of her leg as she shook her head.

"O...ok..no more messing around..." Heather would let out, trying to charge at Natasha and tackle her down, wanting to get some leverage in their little bout.

Natasha couldn't remember seeing Heather anywhere near this docile in her previous matches, the woman beneath her seeming only too happy to let the blue haired beauty have her way with her body. Nat of course would make the most out of any chance she got to pleasure Heather, her fingers now slick from the juices of Heather's pussy were moving faster than ever as they pounded the woman's pussy. The lewd sounds of her hands slapping against Heather's sex were almost like an applause for how erotic this whole affair was. "You could never disappoint me Heather, never ever ever...."

Bouncing away after she had played with Heather long enough, at for the moment, Natasha giggled at the sight of Heather spitting out her own bikini bottom which was no doubt covered in her own juices, but it was the cum dripping down the woman's inner thighs that really sent shivers down her spine. "Oh fuck Heather, I can barely keep myself from cumming looking at you like that!" Natasha practically moaned out while she absent mindedly began to finger herself and grope her own tits. "Let me reward you for that." She said with her lips wide open as a particularly loud and long moan came out of her. Natasha ran her hands down her still dripping wet body and began to work at the knots of her swimsuit, pulling off her top first and then her bottom before tossing them beside her.

"Come and get me." Natasha said with a laugh waving her finger to beckon Heather over, almost accepting her as Natasha was tackled down to the silky smooth carpet. She groaned out from the hit, wrapping her arms around the back of Heather to make sure she was kept pressed tightly against her.