Salma Mariela Lambert Vs. Ichika Rei - Two out of Three Falls

Two out of Three Falls Match

Rules: Standard / Hentai
Victory Condition: Two falls has to be gained by one wrestler in the manner of pinfall, submission or orgasm



The Arizonian cowgirl was looking forward to tonight. She had heard that she was up against a relative newcomer and since she herself belonged to that category here in Friction she figured that she could enjoy a bit of a tussle with a fellow fresh piece of meat. A smirk on her face as she stood at the Gorilla Position trying to limber herself up, rolling her shoulders which made her generous bust bounce a bit within the confines of her top. Cranking her neck from left to right, and then raising her knees high one by one, trying to settle in for a bit of a long haul match type. Seeing as it was a two out of three falls that meant that it could be either a long or short match, so best to be prepared for a long one. It all depended on how difficult this filly would be to break. Soon enough the stage hands would look over towards her and tell the cowgirl that she was up and that it was her time to make her way towards her ring.

Nodding towards the in confirmation and approval as she would wait for the first sound of her music, all before she stepped out onto the ramp. The sound of those rattling chains marking the entrance of the dark turquoise haired woman as she began to make her strut down towards the squared circle. Wearing her full get up, jacket and hat and all the bits and pieces. Even her trade mark lasso at her hip swaying a bit with her walk as she approached the ring, The crowd gave her a rather warm reception as she marched her way up the steel steps and then slipped into the ring, she removed the lasso around her hip and walked up towards the corner where she swung the looped up rope around the ring post, turning around she would pull her jacket off of her shoulders and shimmy it down her arms, the gesture making her generous rack bounce and jiggly a bit as she finally removed her jacket and swung it over the corner post as well. She kept her hat on, placing her hand against the top of it and tilted it down a bit to cover her eyes as she leaned against the corner.

The Lone Wolf was in the ring, now all that she had to do was wait for her opponent. As far as she had heard she was a cute young thing....which meant that Salma could hardly wait.

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Second match in, and she loved this promotion already! The unique wrestlers, the ever-supportive crowd—they make her journey of bringing back her mother's legacy all the more exciting. It was her paramount goal, after all - to prove "Rei" carries on through time and hardships to prove worthy of respect and praise from the crowd and wrestlers alike. Coupled with her unquestionable love for the sport, it makes Ichika one hell of a wrestler! And she's going to prove that tonight!

Soon, her music took the cloak of the silence of the collective anticipation of the crowd. Its beat ignited the arena. Every head turned to the ramp, and chills ran up their spine. Not because the music was ominous, no. It was Deja Vu. The very same music accompanied Asai Rei at the very start of all her matches. It was a precedent. A sign that the match that would soon unfold would be something to behold! She had Asai's surname; she's her spitting image. Why not her music to top it all?

And came bursting out is a blue firework of a woman! She was brimming with confidence and flair—manifested by her wide grin and the way she sashayed her hips. You could tell by her brown eyes that she's beyond excited for this match. Where else could you pin your foe once for the count and cement your dominance with a second? Nowhere!  

She did a complete turn, presenting herself like fine wine.  After basking in the uproar of the crowd a few seconds more, she strutted towards the ring. A twirl and sway here and there to mix things up. Soon, she’d found her way to the apron of the ring. Both hands on the top rope, she looked at the ring for a while before suddenly turning her upper body. With a peace sign beside an eye, she struck a smile to the crowd.  Slowly, she then weaved a leg inside, then another, followed by a hop as her boot kissed the canvas. Soon, she'd stand on the center of the ring, gaze locked on her cowboy opponent. 'Wow! She's even hotter up close.'

"Howdy! I'm Ichika. It looks like I'd be the one riding your face like a rodeo twice tonight, cowgirl! I hope you've prepared for it!"

Salma kept leaning against the corner as she held the top of her hat, covering her eyes with the brimg of her hat. She waited there for her opponent to make her way towards the ring, she wanted to make her impression on the woman from up close, not get any spoilers. She waited until she heard the sound of those boots hit the canvas and the sound of her opponent speaking out to her.

The Cowgirl moved her hand from her hat and slid it down, pressing the tip of her index finger against the underside of that brim and pushing her hat up, giving her a fresh view of her opponent. Quite a cute Japanese girl, she was smaller than her but she also had rather colorful hair much like Salma did. The cheerful attitude of the girl put a light smile on the cowgirl's face as she would step out of the corner.

Sauntering her way towards the center of the ring, as she would stop just a few steps in front of Ichika. " Howdy. Well, you seem to have quite a bit of spunk. I'm looking forward to seeing what'cha can do, darlin'." Salma let out with a  chuckle as she would grab her hat and pull it off of her head, handing it off to the referee as she would move her hands down to place them on her hips. " Now, you ready there girly? Cuz I'm rearing to go."