Superstar Squash Women

Ivy_Foxx: "Hi Lucy, you're always trying to prove that my wins against you were just a fluke—today would be a good chance to do that. The ring next to our club is empty right now, and I’ve got time for you—it won’t take long to beat you again.” I laugh at you. “So think it over; I’ll be waiting for you in the ring if you dare.” Then I go next door, step into the ring, and wait for the loser, leaning against the ropes, curious to see if she’ll really show up.

lucysamson1982: After being jumped twice in the lobby, I'm keen to show you a real fight won't be that easy, taking a breath as I listen to you, "oh bitch it will be my pleasure!" As I watch you leave, following a moment later as I change into my gold bikini and white ankle boots, standing 5'6 120lb 32c, blonde hair loose to shoulder length, making my way out to see you already in the ring, glaring as I slide in and make my way to my corner....

lucysamson1982:

Ivy_Foxx: Oh, there she really is—I have to admit, she’s got some guts. I grin as I look at you, stretch my neck muscles, and tug on the ropes to test them. I’m wearing a pale pink bikini, I’m 164 cm tall and weigh 66 kg, bra size 75C. “Come on over here, little Lucy. It’s going to hurt a little, but I don’t mean that personally.” Just let me know when it’s time to start. I watch you step into the ring, completely relaxed; my confidence in victory is practically palpable.

Ivy_Foxx:

lucysamson1982: Seeing you smirk confidently as you look over at me, I dont take the bait to rush you, coming out cautiously as I drop into a crouch, my hands up ready as I circle along the ropes, keeping some distance "you're so confident, let's what YOU got?" I smile as I watch you...

Ivy_Foxx: "Okay, let's get started....here we go." I raise my arm and walk toward you, as if I were challenging you to a test of strength. "Go ahead and hit me, Lucy—we'll start with something simple." I speak condescendingly to you, as if you were a small child, and when you reach for my hand, I quickly pull it down and slam my forearm hard against your chest. Then I grab your head with both hands, trying to pull you toward me so I can ram my knee into your stomach.

lucysamson1982: Seeing you come to me I brace, my foot sliding back as I reach for your hand to lock up, but then you suddenly yank forward "ahh!" Caught by surprise as I'm dragged straight into a knee strike "uuurghhh!" Bending over your knee as I plant my hands on your hips, pushing off to try to break apart from you...

Ivy_Foxx: I pull you toward me, and even though you brace your hands against me, I manage to ram my knee into your stomach. “Surprise, sweetie. I warned you it might hurt—you’re the one who wanted it this way,” I growl softly at you, grab your arms, and plant my right foot on your stomach. I let myself fall backward and flip you behind me with a backflip.

lucysamson1982: I try to push away, but you take a grip on my wrists, holding tight as you drop away, forcing me with you as you feet come to my stomach as you flip me "aahhhh!" Yelling as I roll over and crash to the mat, gasping as I try to roll away to grab the ropes, needing space...

Ivy_Foxx: You fly over me in a high arc, and I almost regret that we’re alone in the gym—that throw would surely have earned me a lot of applause. I can clearly feel you land, roll backward, and quickly jump back to my feet. Grinning, I see you lying on the mat, run toward the opposite rope, throw myself against it to gain momentum, and leap toward you with a leg drop. With my legs stretched far forward, I try to slam them into your chest.

lucysamson1982: Rolling for the ropes, i see you rush and bounce as you charge back at me, instead of pulling up I keep going as you leap, rolling under the rope to slip out of the ring to leave you crashing down...

Ivy_Foxx: The moment I jump off, you roll away and slide out of the ring. “Damn it,” is all I can shout out loud, but I can’t correct my fall anymore. “Ahhhhhh....” I cry out as I land on my butt and grimace in pain. I let myself fall all the way, roll over to the rope, pull myself up, and look around angrily to see where you are.

Ivy_Foxx: (Moment)

lucysamson1982: Seeing you hit and head for the ropes, I slide back into the ropes behind you, grabbing your hair as you start to rise to try to shove you down over the ropes, trying to choke you...

Ivy_Foxx: I pull myself back up by the rope, groaning a little as I do so; I must have just bruised my tailbone a bit from the impact. “That damn bitch, where the hell is she??” Just as I turn around to look for her, you grab my hair from behind, press me against the rope, and choke me. “Urgggggggg....let go, you witch,” I croak, lashing out behind me to hit you.

lucysamson1982: Smirking as I push you down and hear you cursing me "how do you like THAT you uuuhhhh.." cut off as you lash out back into me, striking me enough to knock me back as I lose my grip on your hair...

Ivy_Foxx: You press me hard against the rope, and I flail my arms aimlessly behind me to fend you off. Somehow I hit you, because you let go of me and stagger back. Breathing heavily, I turn to face you and glare at you angrily. “Just you wait, you bitch—you’ll regret this,” I yell at you angrily, lunge at you, grab your hips, lift you up, and try to throw myself onto you with a spinebuster.

lucysamson1982: Seeing you come at me immediately off the ropes, I grab on to you as you grab and lift me, my arms dropping to grip you as we drop down hard to the mat "uuurgghhh!" Grunting at the impact as I try to keep my arms around you, my legs dropping before I try to pull them up around you...

Ivy_Foxx: We both fall onto the mat, but I land hard on top of you. You desperately try to cling on, but the impact has knocked the wind out of you a bit, so I’m able to break free and get back to my feet. Then I grab your left arm, pull you to your feet, and spin you around, aiming you toward the ring post and trying to hurl you into it with an Irish whip.

lucysamson1982: Struggling to hold on, but you power up too quick as you shove up over me, grabbing my wrist as you yank me up and whip me across the ring "aahhh!" Sent running i turn, my back slamming into the post as I grab the top rope to hold on "uuurgghh!"...

Ivy_Foxx: I slam you into the corner of the ring and take a moment to catch my breath. Satisfied, I hear you scream; you slump a little and try to hold on to the top rope. I quickly run toward you, jump off, spread my legs, and try to take you down with a Bronco Buster, pressing my pussy into your face.

lucysamson1982: Seeing you rush at me and leap, I brace and being my foot up, still being stood its hard for you to land this, aiming my boot for your crotch as I hold the ropes for support....

Ivy_Foxx: You lift your foot and I jump against it; I was hoping you’d slide closer, but I was wrong. Your kick between my wide-spread legs sends me flying backward, and I slam hard onto my back. “Argggggggggg…” I scream, writhing on the mat, drooling and gasping for air, my hands searching for my pussy, rubbing it, trying to ease the pain.

lucysamson1982: Gasping as you crash into my foot, I lean a moment, grabbing a breath as you collapse to the mat, hands on your pussy, trying to stsy focused I place one foot on the middle rope, pushing to lift myself as I try to jump and drop to land my thigh across your chest....

Ivy_Foxx: I'm lying on the mat, whimpering; my pussy hurts like hell, and my back is no better. But it’s my own fault—my own stupidity. I actually wanted to jump at you with a spear, but I changed my mind as I was running up to you. I’m howling in pain and rage, and already you’re leaping at me again—your leg slams hard into my chest, and I collapse, whimpering, with saliva spurting from my mouth.

lucysamson1982: My leg lands perfectly as you buck on the mat, pushing off to get back to my feet as you roll a little, grabbing your wrist and hair as I yank sharply to pull you up, trying to whip you against the ropes as I move into place to clothesline you on the rebound....

Ivy_Foxx: I’m reeling after you slammed your leg into my chest, but you don’t give me a chance to recover. You yank me up by my hair and my hand and hurl me into the rope; dazed, I stagger back toward you and run straight into your clothesline. “Arrrrrrr...” I fly back in a high arc and land again on my battered back, twitching weakly and lying there, breathing heavily.

lucysamson1982: My arm smashing into yours as I knock you off your feet and back down "time to knock you...off your pedestal!" I growl as I run for the ropes myself, bouncing back towards you as I leap and drop, aiming to body splash down on to you...

Ivy_Foxx: I’m lying weakly on my back, trying to figure out what’s going on here—I already had that slut, after all. I see you running toward me again and can’t react. You jump and let your full weight crash down on me. “Umpppff...” I throw my arms and legs up and collapse again; my saliva splatters all over your face.

lucysamson1982: "Uuurgghh" grunting as I slam down on to you, feeling you buck as I try to keep my advantage, pushing up to try to slide up and plant my ass on your belly, my hands going for your wrists as I try to grt you under control...

Ivy_Foxx: You’re lying heavily on top of me; our sweat-soaked bodies are pressed tightly together, rubbing against each other. Then you try to sit on me—just as you’re about to swing yourself onto my stomach, I raise my right arm and try to strike your temple with my fist.

lucysamson1982: Moving to sit up on you, but as I go for your wrist you swing up, catching me by surprise as your fist slams into my head "uuurgghhh!" The hard blow sending me toppling as I crash to the mar, my hands coming up to my head automatically...

Ivy_Foxx: I hit your head hard with my fist, and you slide away to the side. Surprised myself by the impact of my blow, I roll onto my stomach and pull myself up onto my knees. You’re lying next to me, holding your head, and I pause to think. “What kind of dangerous bitch is this? I really underestimated her,” I think to myself, knowing I should end this one way or another—I can’t keep this up much longer; you hit me hard. I sit up a little, drop onto your stomach with my knees drawn up, and then deliberately drive my right fist between your legs.

lucysamson1982: The direct shot to the temple has me rocked as I groan on the mar,lt, shaking my head to clear it before you come down on me, your knee driven into my stomach "uuhhhh!" Grunting as I buck, pushing at your knee before you slam a punch straight between my legs "AAIIIEEE!" crying you as my hands drop to cover instinctively "BITCH!" I gasp...

Ivy_Foxx: "Now it's your turn, slut," I shout, sounding a little strained because everything hurts. I stand up and grab your arms; I can’t pull you up anymore, so I pull on your arms, dragging your body across the mat. I stand with my legs spread wide over you and let my plump butt fall onto your face. As I do, I clamp your arms—stretched upward—between my legs so they’re trapped. I press my butt firmly into your face.

lucysamson1982: Groaning as you yank my arms off my crotch, dragging me to the middle of the mat before you turn and drop, my eyes wide, but cant stop you as you land squarely on my face "mmmppphhh!" Your butt crushing down on my face as you pull my arms up, struggling as I buck my hips...

Ivy_Foxx: "Just stay down already, you damn slut," I yell at you. You wriggle like an eel beneath me, and I have a hard time holding you down. Then I quickly lean forward, grab your legs, pull them way up, and wedge them under my arms—that way, the slut shouldn’t be able to get out anymore, I hope. I keep rubbing my butt on your face, letting it sink deep between my cheeks.

lucysamson1982: "MMMPPPHHH!" my protests muffled, I feel you starting to wobble but then you grab my legs and yank back, unable to see it coming as you fold me over, my ass in the air as my feet kick, trapped tighter as you push down, forcing my nose deeper into your smothering butt...

Ivy_Foxx: I breathe a sigh of relief as I hold your legs and keep you pinned down. That’s it—the slut’s finished; it’s 3 to 0. I’d love to pull my bikini bottoms aside to give you direct contact with my butt, but I don’t dare let you go—you’ve already surprised me several times today, and I don’t need that again. “Lucy, you’d better give up, or you’ll fall asleep right away,” I whisper to you, wiggling my butt and bouncing it on your face, squeezing the air out of you.

lucysamson1982: I struggle but so hard to get leverage folded up like this, your weight pressing down, pushing my nose deeper between your cheeks, my struggles weakening, my arms still trapped i try to move them to fight, to tap, anything, but feel myself fading as I cant move or submit, "mmpphhh" my fading pleas lost in your smothering ass as I try to tap for air on anything I can...

Ivy_Foxx: "Lucy....did you say something? I couldn't make it out." I look at you, a little worried. "That girl has lungs like a pearl diver," I think to myself, and can't help but giggle. "I'm sick of you poking me with your finger, but just give it up already—you're not getting out of here." I keep rubbing myself against you, holding your legs tightly pinned under my arms. You must be a sexy sight for everyone, but unfortunately no one can see you....Too bad.

lucysamson1982: "Mmpphh" moaning as I cant signal anything, my arms and legs trapped as I squirm weakly, flushed as I'm forced to listen to you taunt as you just grind on my face, your movements allowing me snatches of air, but only laced with your scent as you humiliate me, my struggles barely noticeable now as you smother the fight of me....

Ivy_Foxx: I'm starting to feel a little unsure. I can still feel you moving slightly, but I don't want to hurt you permanently. I lift my left leg a little so you can move your arm. "All right, Lucy, tap out now. Give up. You did really well, but you lost."

lucysamson1982: You leg lifts and I moan into your butt as it hits the mat, frantically tapping as you remain seated, shaking as I keep trying for snatches of air as my body struggles to stay awake...

Ivy_Foxx: Finally, you come, and I let you go, rolling off you. Half-unconscious, you remain lying on your back, and I can’t resist pinning you down with my index finger. I press my finger between your breasts and count for myself... one... two... three... I stand up and hold out my hand to help you up. vy

lucysamson1982: Gasping as you roll off me, letting my limbs flop to the mat as I groan, my head lolling to the side, spread eagled as I feel your finger in my chest, flushed in humiliating but too exhausted to resist as you mockingly count the pin, still gulping in air as you take me hand to pull me up to my feet, a little shakey still....

Ivy_Foxx: "Good fight, Lucy." I take you in my arms and hold you close.

lucysamson1982: Pulled in as I lean on you for support "that....was tough..." i pant....