LEAGUE: Ricky Charles vs Tiffany Laurence

"Reeeaaally???" Ricky smirks as he feels her try to escape his bearhug and wraps his other hand around her once more, fully securing the bearhug and begins to slowly increase the pressure. This wouldn't be too painful but it would make it harder for Tiffany to breathe. It would have the added effect of grinding Ricky and Tiffany's crotches agains one another. In effect, she had been caught in one of Ricky's Finishers; The FLEX Pull.

((We never made it to the ground...))

(Ah, sorry, my mistake)

Tiffany gave a gasp as she felt Ricky's arms tighten around her middle, not to mention the head of his shaft poking around her the damp entrance to her sex.
*Well...try this one for size...*
She shift her lower body slightly, and with a deft motion of her hips, accept his shaft into her sex. She'll clench her vaginal muscles a few times, while keeping an eye out for Ricky's reaction.

Despite knowing better against such an opponent Ricky's smirk only wided, unable to help ribbing his opponent on, "Heh, it's a little tight but I've had worse. This isn't too much of a problem." Continuing to smirk, he crossed his wrists and interlocked his fingers behind her back and gave a flex, squeezing her midsection and securing her position.

"But more importantly... how're YOU doing?" He smirks as he gives his cock a gentle flex inside her warm, moist body. He too was watching for her reaction, while doing his best to not show one himself.

((Quite alright))

Tiffany smiled back, keeping her expression neutral.
"Oh I can do this all day, you know." she said evenly.
She then wrapped her legs around Ricky's waist in a scissors, squeezing his abs tightly as well as making her passage tighten around his cock.

Ricy's eyes widen for a moment paired with a look of disbelief, but it soon flows back into a sly smirk, "Well that's good to hear...very good." He gives a soft grunt as he feels the sudden squeeze on his waist, and another squeeze around his cock. He's quick to respond by tightening his bear hug, pulling her tighter until their chests begin to touch as well as giving a series of flexes inside her despite the tightness.

Tiffany shuddered at the feeling of Ricky's flexing.
Then with her legs, she hooked her feet around the back of Ricky's knees, looking to pull him off balance and send them crashing to the ground, with Ricky on his back and her on top of him.

"Mmm, so we like that, do we?" Ricky continues to smirk as he gives his cock another, stronger flex inside Tiffany. Suddenly, he finds his knees buckling beneath him as he crumples and drops straight down. However, he didn't drop quite according to her plan, landing on his knees in a kneeling position, still holding her tight in his bearhug. "I know what you're trying...but it's not going to be that easy..." With that he gives another powerful flex, and holds it for a few seconds.

Tiffany's legs curled around Ricky's middle in a crushing body scissors. At the same time, her sex clamped tightly around his member, squeezing firmly. In a show of control the cowgirl began to give a series of flexes of her own, creating a pulsing sensation on Ricky's cock now that it was held firm.

Ricky gave a grunt as he felt his waist trapped between Tiffany's powerful body-scissors and responded by tightening his own bear-hug. Unfourtunatly for him, while Tiffany could easily multi-task between her body-scissors and flexing, Ricky couldn't divide his attention that well, and would eventually succomb one way or another.

Knowing that he could only outdo her in one single area he at least had the mind to realize that if he lost sexually, he might as well hand her the match. If he could trumph her there then he would have a shot of going all the way. "Alright then, I see how we're going to play things..." With that he gave his cock a strong upward flex before holding it and responding with his own series of pulses against Tiffany's inner wall.

The Texan grinned as she continued to squeeze at Ricky's midsection. With the man's cock held fast within her sex, the cowgirl was able to keep Ricky's flexing from having their full effect. Her legs also served to keep him held against her, making sure he couldn't thrust to add to the sexual pressure. However, the bear hug continued to wear at her, she needed to either break out or force a climax from him.
Giving another flex of her pussy, she smiled.
"Seems like you're locked in a hold within a hold, sugar." she drawled.