Tiffany Laurence vs Kim Rhee: This Is Your First Time...?

Tiffany moaned at the feeling of Kim's barely covered breasts pressing against her own. The blonde's sensitive nipples were rubbed up against the fabric of the Asian's top.

The sound of the ref calling "2!" while slapping the mat jarred the cowgirl to action.

Quickly, she kicked out with her legs, getting her shoulders off the mat.

"Nuh-uh girl....we ain't done yet..." she said softly.

Granted, she wasn't exactly in a position of authority, but Tiffany was bound and determined not to let Kim have her way with her any more.

*In this much trouble from a newbie....fricking embarrassing....* she thought to herself

And she kicked out.

It wasn’t too surprising, really, she would’ve been disappointed if that was all it took to bring Tiffany down for the count. But Kim had to give it a shot - she felt like she was one or two moves away from losing to the match with Tiffany at all times.

But hell, it wasn’t all bad. They were in a good position, so…

Kim dipped down, embraced Tiffany and pulled her in for a smoldering kiss, pressing their lips together nice and tight, her tongue diving in, probing all about. Her thigh came between the large women’s legs and pressed against her most tender spot, then started rubbing. A heated caress, wild and quick.

Tiffany was about to sit up when Kim pressed her lips against hers. Caught by surprise, her eyes widened for a second then fluttered as the Asian's tongue throughly explored her mouth with a nimbleness that promised pure delight if it's attentions were focused on....lower locations.

Speaking of lower locations, Kim had also slid a leg up between her thighs, pressing up against her sex and rubbing hard.

"Unnnhh....god...." she breathed as Kim's tactics had her off balance, reeling from the sudden onslaught of pleasure...
The cowgirl began scooting back, trying to get into the ropes and force a break so she could get separation and collect herself!

Kim let out a dark chuckle as Tiffany moaned and gasped, letting the vibrations travel down her opponent’s throat. This wasn’t the sort of thing that would win that match, it wasn’t about to make the Texan tap out, but it was effective. Some women could fight just as well when their libidos raged, while other had serious problems with it. Kim was willing to be that Tiffany fell into the latter category.

Her hands had just started to get into the action, running down along Tiffany’s sides, going for her breasts, when…

”Rope break!”

Kim tore her lips away from Tiffany’s long enough to look up and see that, in fact, she had managed to get the ropes. Annoying. While this wasn’t a submission hold by any definition, it could be broken like one.

Kim sighed, then dipped her head down and snapped her teeth at Tiffany’s nose, her features curled in a fiendish fashion. She moved off of the Texan’s body and back to the center of the ring, but she didn’t stand just yet - instead, she crouched down with her back bent and her eyes forward, like a cat getting ready to pounce.

Normally, Tiffany wasn't one to shy away from erotic contact in the middle of a match, but Kim had too much of an advantage. First the elbow had rattled the Texan, and left Kim had free reign with her body after her kickout. She needed to force the break to take momentum from the Asian, and try to gather herself.

Kim snapped her teeth inches from her face, a gesture found really alluring....and a tad intimidating. When the Korean took her hands from her body Tiff felt bereft for a moment as the other woman moved away. She shook it off, rising to her feet while holding onto the ropes.

Looking over at Kim, she saw her opponent, crouched like some jungle feline about to pounce upon her prey. A sight rhat Tiffany found appealing....except for the fact she was the prey in question!

Stepping out of the ropes, she readied herself, circling to her left. If Kim did in fact pounce, Tiffany would lunge forward, trying ro spear the other woman out of the air!

Kim wondered if Tiffany realized how absolutely hot she really was. She must’ve had some inkling, coming to the ring dressed like an American flag, but she couldn’t help but feel like the Texan wasn’t using her full potential. Her body had great proportions. A fine, firm figure, luscious breasts, an ass with the loveliest curves...oh, that was real hunger in Kim’s eyes. She wanted to be back on that body. She wanted to be on top.

Could anyone blame her for charging forward? She was like a starving tiger with a steak in front of her face. Only, this steak could hit back. Hard.

The spear came out of nowhere and nearly sliced Kim in two. She hit the mat with a resonating crash, landing with her arms splayed and her eyes wide, staring up at the ceiling, wondering what sort of train just hit her.

After plowing her shoulder deep into Kim's midriff and taking her down to the canvas hard, Tiffany was working to press her advantage. The Asian had proven herself to be a more than capable opponent, one that she could no longer afford to take lightly.

Reaching down, the blonde would grab a hold of Kim's silky hair, using it to bring the other woman to her feet. Standing behind her, Tiffany would quickly move to put Kim in an abdominal stretch, stretch out those firm abs that had just taken such a crushing hit. The height and size difference between the two was apparen in this hold, and to be honest, whenever the cowgirl wanted to try and show dominance, physically or sexually, this was one of the holds she preferred to start with.

Taking her free hand, Tiffany would run it down Kim's body, sliding it under the barely there top of the Korean's outfit. She would squeeze the firm orb of her breast, fingers rubbing over the nipple. Then, into Kim's ear, Tiffany said huskily "Let's do away with this pesky thing, girl."

With that the Texan would grasp the garment's top and tear it from Kim's body in show of force and sensual dominance....

Moans came unbidden from Kim’s lips as she was hauled upwards, Tiffany roughly tossing her limp body around. She liked to dish out pain, but taking it could be fun in many ways to. Pleasure was the sugar, pain was the spice, and Tiffany seemed ready to give her a bellyful of both.

The abdominal stretch was a good choice, and the cowgirl executed it well, putting the spare hand to good use. Kim bit her lip as it roamed over her body, and the sounds she made were cooes and groans and things so much in between it was impossible to tell.

The top came off, and she let out a scandalous sigh, as a lewd grin spread over her face. ”You know how to make a girl feel at home, don't you?” She thrust her hips back, rocking against Tiffany’s crotch, grinding hard and slow.

"Well, I wouldn't want you to feel like you didn't get a warm welcome, darlin'....." Tiffany drawled in response.

But then the Asian started moving her hips back against the Texan's crotch, and Tiffany groaned at the sensation. The woman was almost sex incarnate, but Tiffany was often a firm supporter of fighting fire with fire.

Sliding her hand down, the blonde slipped her fingers under the string that was Kim's bikini bottoms. At first rubbing the lips of her sex, the American moved on to brushing her fingers back and forth over the Korean woman's clitoris. However, Tiffany was so aroused that she was letting her abdominal stretch slide somewhat, the pressure lessening as she ground her hips against Kim's, her crotch grinding against the other woman's firm rear....

”So I see.” Kim cooed as Tiffany’s rough hands explored her body, playing hard against her sex. Many women would have shunned the more aggressive play, but she preferred her lovers and opponents to have some bite to them. Made the game so much sweeter, in the end.

But, as welcome as the touch was, Kim didn’t lose sight of the overall goal here, remembering that this was supposed to be a fight - an erotic fight, yes, but a fight all the same. With Tiffany’s grip loosening up, there was simply no way she’d let the opportunity slip. So.

Kim whipped forward, slipping under Tiffany’s and wrenching free of the stretch. She leaned forward, then jerked up and swung her arm in the same motion, trying to hit the Texan in the face with the point of her elbow. Not the most erotic move, but that was basically the point, wasn’t it?