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Now, to the story...
Natalya grabbed Paige by the head. Before she could execute a follow-up move, the Goth grabbed her leg. Sweeping the other out from under the Canadian grappler, Paige performed the Paige Turner, sending her rival crashing to the mat. Moving quickly, she rolled her opponent onto her back, grabbed a leg and held her down.
'1...2...3...ring the bell,' called the referee.
The NXT crowd went wild, cheering as the champion retained her belt. In the ring, Paige took the belt from the referee. Standing with her arms raised she celebrated her victory. Seeing her defeated opponent kneeling on the mat, the Brit pulled her to her feet. Wrapping her arms around the famed blonde wrestler, Paige held her tight.
The crowd thought they were sharing words of congratulations and commiserations. They weren't.
'I'll see you out back in a minute, Naty,' Paige said in her strong Norwich accent. 'I'm looking forward to you paying your forfeit. Fuck, I'm horny.'
Natalya didn't respond. Prior to the match the pair had discussed what sexual forfeit the other would have to pay if they lost. It was a common practice amongst the WWE Divas, setting their own after-match stipulations, especially when it was a championship match. Ever the professional, she ended the hug and raised the victor's hand, yelling out at the crowd before shaking hands with the Brit.
As the defeated wrestler walked out of the arena, Paige climbed the ropes. Holding up the NXT Championship belt, she yelled out into the crowd. Eventually she exited the ring and headed backstage. Passing through the Gorilla position and being congratulated, she headed for the locker room. Inside she found Natalya sitting on her own on a bench, the other girls having left already.
Looking up at her, the Canadian smiled wanly. 'Congratulations, Paige. So...how do you want to start?'
Standing over the other woman, Paige looked her over, eyes drawn to the impressive cleavage.
'Let me see those lovely big boobs, Naty,' Paige said.
Standing, she gripped the bottom of her black, silver and flesh coloured crop top, pulling it up and over the swell of her huge breasts. Pulling it over her head, she saw Paige looking at her chest, still encased in a flesh toned bra. Reaching behind, Natalya unlatched the brassiere and simply let it drop to the floor, baring her naked tits to the other woman's hungry gaze.
'Oh, they're so beautiful,' the Brit said.
Stepping closer she cupped them in her hands, the soft flesh spilling through her fingers as she squeezed gently. Sliding her fingers over the hot skin, Paige started pinching the hard nipples. Leaning closer she closed her lips on Naty's mouth. As she opened her lips, she pushed her tongue into the blonde's mouth, tasting her breath, feeling its heat.
For a moment there was no reaction but quickly Natalya's tongue began to respond. Moving to meet the invader, her tongue brushed along it, the tip probing its side, running across the top and delving below Paige's tongue. Despite herself, Naty felt herself getting hot, now pressing her boobs against the Goth's hands, enjoying the spikes of pleasure the pinching fingers sent through her hard nipples.
Feeling Paige's tongue pulling out of her mouth, the blonde chased it, sticking out her own. Eyes closed as she wrestled the raven-haired woman, their tongues twisting and turning in the air. Suddenly the victor pushed back into Naty's mouth, lips locking on lips, tongues continuing to dance together. On her chest her nipples were released, the hands clasping her tits harder, lifting them and pressing back against her ribcage.
This time when the tongue started to withdraw Natalya closed her lips around it. Hungrily she sucked, felt Paige's tongue writhing in her grip. Inside her mouth her tongue tip lashed the end of her partner's. Opening her eyes, she saw dark eyes looking back, sparkling with lust.
Finally breaking the kiss, Paige said, 'These tits feel amazing, Naty. I need to taste them.'
Lifting one of the huge boobs, the dark haired woman dropped her mouth to it, over the nipple. Lips locking, she sucked, tasting the hot flesh and sweat of Natalya's tit. Looking up into the eyes of the sexy blonde, Paige mouthed her chest, lips sliding over the areola, pinching the nipple each time they met, her tongue lashing the sensitive teat. Over and over she sucked the soft breast, fingers squeezing both of them.
'Mm, lovely,' Paige said before turning her attention to its twin.
Unable to stop herself Natalya sighed loudly as she was suckled, her tits played with, and nipples alternately sucked and pinched. The hands groping her chest felt so hot against her skin. Between her legs she felt her pussy moisten, juice begin to seep past her cunny lips to leak into her thong.
Sensing the Canadian's building arousal, Paige dropped a hand to her crotch, fingers pressing against the blonde's concealed cunt.
'Getting hot are we, Naty?' she asked, pressing harder. Beneath the wrestling tights she could feel the slit of Natalya's pussy, feel its warmth. Sliding her fingers up and down and back and forth, she could feel the thong beneath sliding through wet pussy lips, soaking up cunt cream. 'Oh yeah. You're getting wet, aren't you?' she said, devilish smile on her lips.
Raising her fingers to her nose, she sniffed. A delicate aroma lifted from the digits, the smell of Ms Neidhart tingling her nostrils. 'Get your tights off,' she demanded.
Sitting back down on the bench, the busty blonde removed her white boots. Standing in front of her, Paige was pulling off her own crop top before letting the black garment drop to the floor. With no bra underneath, her milky white titties were revealed, nipples hard and standing proud.
Getting back to her feet, Naty pushed her thumbs under the waistband of her tights and pushed then down, taking her pink thong with them. Stepping out of her clothing, now fully naked, she saw Paige had her hand out. Understanding, the blonde handed over her clothes.
Dropping the tights to the floor, the Brit raised the small pink thong to her face. Looking the other woman directly in the eyes she inhaled deeply. Nostrils flaring as the strong aroma filled them, her eyes closed and Paige moaned in delight.
'Damn, Naty. You smell brilliant,' the Goth said, taking another sniff.