Rhiannon Blue Taylor vs Stacey Robyn

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Setting this poll up for two sexy beautiful gorgeous and amazing peach shaped asses that have ever graced this site, it would be a hard argument to say you disagree with me! Rhiannon is such an amazing and Beautiful woman with an ass that will devour her rivals and then in comes Stacey Robyn who is an equally amazing and Beautiful woman with an ass that also will devour her rivals ass, so the question is, which of these two plump juicy asses will end up devouring her rivals ass!! We all on this site are in for an explosive and amazing battle, all comments are welcome, and greatly appreciated and all cheers for your favorite is welcome, lets keep this amazing poll legit and fair!! We all look forward to whom devours who!!

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Easiest choice ever

[Rhiannon Blue Taylor]

I am sat in the hotel room that we agreed to get to hold this fight. For a while now we have had the on going feud about who has the better ass between us.. so hence why we agreed to settle this with our peachy bums. I am sitting on the bed all confident and relaxed as I am wearing a cute white lace bra and matching thong. Feeling so excited for this as you're definitely a tough challenge as you do have a huge peachy bum and not only do I want to beat your ass, flatten those impressive cheeks of yours but I want to own your thong and add to my impressive thong trophy collection

Yt

[BattleStud]

These two women are incredible

[Stacey Robyn]

I arrive at the hotel we agreed to use for our fight. I slowly make my way to the reception desk to check in, and the receptionist smiles at me as if she knows exactly what's about to happen. I push the thought aside as she hands me my room key, along with the access code for the penthouse floor. She casually informs me that you've already arrived, making me smile with excitement. In just a few minutes, you and I are going to go ass to ass until one of us submits or is completely flattened.

Before leaving the desk, I ask the receptionist to call up to the room to let you know I've arrived and to tell you to get ready for me.

I slowly walk away from reception and head towards the elevators. As I do, I deliberately let my hips sway from side to side, my tight leggings showing off every movement as my peach bounces with each step. When I reach the elevators, I glance back over my shoulder and notice the receptionist watching me while she's still on the phone, which I can only assume is with you.

The elevator doors slide open, and I flash the receptionist a playful wink before stepping inside. I press the button for the penthouse floor, enter the access code, and watch as the doors slowly close and the elevator begins its steady ascent towards you.

Yt

[🍷 𝗔𝘀𝗵𝘁𝗼𝗻 𝟳𝗖 🍷]

Come on Stacey

[Rhiannon Blue Taylor]

I hear the phone in the suite ring and glance over with a knowing smile.

"She's here already?" I ask, unable to hide the grin spreading across my face.

"Yes, she checked in just a moment ago," the receptionist replies warmly. "I thought you'd like to know."

I smile to myself before asking, "So... what was she like?"

There's a brief pause before she lets out a quiet laugh.

"She didn't seem nervous at all. If anything, she looked excited."

"Really?"

"Oh, definitely."

I bite my lower lip.

"Sounds about right."

"And I have to admit," the receptionist continues, "she certainly knew how to make an entrance. She walked through the lobby like she belonged there. Calm, relaxed... not a hint of hesitation. People couldn't help but glance her way, yet she never acknowledged any of them. Every step was slow and deliberate, her hips swaying from side to side as though she knew everyone was watching. There wasn't a hint of uncertainty about her. She carried herself like she'd already decided how today was going to end."

The receptionist pauses with a quiet smile before continuing.

"As she walked towards the elevators, she never once looked rushed. She just kept that same stride, and with every step she seemed determined to leave an impression. Just before the elevator doors closed, she glanced back over her shoulder, caught my eye, and gave me the cheekiest little wink. It was as if she was silently saying, 'Wish me luck.'"

I smile devilishly, shaking my head.

"That sounds exactly like Stacey."

"I've just called up as she requested, so she'll know you've been told she's arrived. I imagine she'll be with you very shortly."

"Thank you," I reply.

I gently place the receiver back on the cradle and take one last look around the room. Everything is exactly how we agreed. Weeks of playful trash talk, bold predictions, and friendly rivalry have all led to this moment.

I take a slow breath.

"So... she's really here."

I stand from the edge of the bed and smooth out my outfit before taking a slow walk around the suite. My heart is racing, but not from nerves--from anticipation. In just a few moments, after all the messages, teasing, and challenges, we'll finally be standing face to face.

I glance towards the entrance one last time before settling into a relaxed stance, a confident smile spreading across my face.

Yt

[Stacey Robyn]

The elevator doors slide shut behind me, and for a moment, the world outside disappears.

I let out a slow breath and watch the floor numbers begin to climb.

"So... this is really happening."

A smile finds its way onto my face as I lean lightly against the mirrored wall, listening to the quiet hum of the elevator that fills the space. Soft chimes echo as each floor passes while my mind drifts back over the weeks of teasing each other, daring one another, and promising we'd eventually settle our rivalry. Every conversation had led to this moment.

There was no turning back now.

I can't help but let out a quiet chuckle as I remember asking the receptionist to let Rhiannon know I'd arrived. I can only imagine the look on her face when the phone rang.

She'd know I was here.

She'd know I was on my way.

Good.

I wanted her to have a few minutes to think.

Not because I expected her to be nervous, but because I knew Rhiannon too well for that. If anything, she'd be standing there with that confident smile she always wore whenever she thought she had the upper hand.

The thought only makes my smile widen.

A soft chime suddenly breaks the silence as the elevator reaches the penthouse floor.

The doors slide open.

I take a deep breath.

Stepping out into the quiet corridor, bathed in muted lighting, I casually adjust the straps of my white lace thong so they're just visible above the waistband of my leggings before looking towards the only suite at the end of the hall.

For just a second, everything feels still.

I smile to myself.

"Showtime."

Without another thought, I start walking towards the door, my focus fixed entirely on what waits beyond it. My stride is slow and deliberate. With every step, another light flickers on, gradually illuminating the corridor as I move closer to the door.

The key card rests in my hand.

I slide it into the reader.

Beep.

My fingers tighten around the handle.

I slowly press it down.

The door opens

I slowly step inside the penthouse which looks very elegantly decorated as I place my bag down onto the small table next to yours, as I pull my t-shirt over my head, pull my leggings down and stepping out of the as I slowly stride into the living room as my eyes search for you

Yt

[Rhiannon Blue Taylor]

The electronic lock lets out a soft beep.

I don't move.

For a moment, I simply listen as the handle slowly turns and the door begins to open.

Then I hear it.

Measured footsteps break the silence of the suite, echoing softly through the hallway.

A smile tugs at the corner of my mouth.

Right on time.

I stay where I am, listening as the footsteps draw closer with every passing second. There isn't the slightest hint of hesitation in them.

Just confidence.

I rise slowly from the bed and make my way towards the archway separating the bedroom from the living area. My footsteps answer hers, steady and unhurried, before I come to a stop.

As I reach the archway, I find her taking in the suite for a brief moment before your eyes finally meet mine.

Neither of us speaks.

The silence says enough.

Weeks of playful challenges, competitive banter, and promises that we'd eventually settle our rivalry have all led to this moment. Standing face to face somehow carries more weight than every conversation that came before it.

I fold my arms casually and lean against the wall, completely at ease.

"Well," I say with a small grin, "you finally made it."

My eyes never leave yours.

"I was beginning to wonder if you'd keep me waiting all day."

A faint smile crosses my face.

"I'll give you this--you certainly know how to make an entrance."

I gesture towards the room with an open hand.

"Welcome."

Another brief silence settles between us.

"It's funny," I say quietly. "After all the back and forth... we're finally here."

I shake my head with a soft laugh.

"I've been looking forward to seeing whether you're as confident in person as you were in every message."

I straighten away from the wall.

"So..."

A smile returns.

"Shall we find out who's been talking the bigger game?"

[caryn1]

IT is a good idea you are not there in person eve

[^Bridgette^]

Oh gosh! This is gonna be a good one! 

[Stacey Robyn]

A grin spreads across my face as our eyes finally meet.

For a moment, I simply study you.

There you are.

After weeks of messages, challenges, playful digs, and countless claims about who was going to come out on top, standing here in the same room somehow feels surreal.

You look exactly how I'd imagined.

Maybe even more confident.

Good.

I wouldn't have wanted it any other way.

A quiet laugh escapes me as I shake my head.

"You know," I say, my voice calm and measured, "I was wondering whether you'd still have that same smile when I walked through the door."

I take another measured step forward, never breaking eye contact.

"I'm pleased to see you haven't disappointed me."

I let my gaze wander around the suite for a moment before settling back on you.

"You've got good taste... I'll give you that."

The corner of my mouth twitches.

"And I'll admit... you've occupied my thoughts far more than I'd care to admit these past few weeks."

I let the silence settle between us.

Not awkward.

Just expectant.

Every conversation...

Every challenge...

Every playful promise...

Every bit of banter...

It has all led here.

I take one final step before coming to a relaxed stop, barely a foot away from you.

"Funny, isn't it?"

"We've spent all this time trying to get inside each other's heads..."

I tilt my head ever so slightly.

"...and now we don't have to imagine the person standing on the other side of the screen anymore."

A grin slowly appears.

"I'll give you one thing, Rhiannon."

"I've never doubted that you'd show up."

I pause for a beat.

"And I hope you're as ready as you think you are."

I hold your gaze for another moment before the corner of my mouth lifts into a confident smile.

"Because neither of us came all this way only to walk away wondering what might have happened."

I take a step to your side, my left hip brushing lightly against yours as I move past.

A jolt runs through me--the first moment we've actually shared the same space.

I continue into the narrow archway, suddenly aware of just how little space separates us.

For the briefest moment, my eyes drift before returning to meet yours.

I can feel your gaze lingering too.

Neither of us says a word.

"Mmm... this is a lovely view," I murmur.

I turn slightly before resting my hands against the archway, lingering there for just a moment.

Slowly, I glance back over my shoulder. A small, knowing smile plays across my lips as I wait for your next move.

Yt

[Rhiannon Blue Taylor]

A slow smirk spreads across my face. I'm not about to be outplayed or outmanoeuvred.

I turn ever so slightly before resting my hands against the archway, just lingering there long enough to tease you.

Slowly, I glance  back over my shoulder. A small mischievous smile plays across my lips as I anticipate what's about to happen.

I press my hands against the archway wall and mirror your stance. Arching my back, I push myself towards you.

The moment finally arrives.

The distance between us disappears.

The first point of contact.

It feels like a bolt of lightning has just struck. Neither of us hesitates.

We both press ass to ass.

I can feel just how firm, how muscular, and how big your round juicy bum is.

We begin to move in perfect sync, each of us testing the other's rhythm.

Neither of us speaks. Only quiet murmurs break the silence.

I bite my lower lip. I can't help but feel exhilarated as we slow down the sway ever so slightly.

I know my next move.

I wait.

The question is... will she see it coming?

Looking over my left shoulder, I catch a glimpse of us together. For a brief moment, everything else disappears.

My gaze then meets yours, and at that moment the world feels as though it's moving in slow motion...

Is her smile genuine, or is she trying to draw me in?

Whatever she's planning... I can't afford to react to it.

I break your gaze and look towards the wall. I begin to rotate my hips in a clockwise motion against your ass as you do the exact same.

The only way I can describe the sensation is that it feels like a deep tissue massage.

The deep pressure that we are both applying slowly is surreal.

It is targeting the inner layers of our muscles as they collide.

Again and again as we rotate our bums into one another's.

Murmurs escape our lips.

"The pressure isn't too much for you, Stacey?"

She's calmer than I expected. That makes her more dangerous.

The sensation is unlike anything I've experienced before. I've been in tough battles, but the way you move tells me you're not someone to underestimate.

You're a pro.

I knew you were confident from the messages. Seeing it in person is something else entirely.

I know if I'm going to beat you, I have to be at my very best.

Respect the challenge. Never fear it.

I begin to push harder and deeper into you and feel you respond instantly.

This is not going to be easy.

Deeper and harder we go.

Muscles grinding harder into one another's.

My breathing begins to quicken.

As does yours.

I can't help but feel this is amazing.

Being ass to ass with such a rival is driving me insane.

I can't let you get into my head.

Stay focused. Keep this competitive.

She's waiting for me to blink first. That's not happening.

Show even the slightest hesitation and she'll seize it.

You've come too far to lose your nerve now.

Don't rush. She'll be looking for any sign that I've lost my composure.

I close my eyes briefly, steadying my breathing. The last thing I can afford is to lose my concentration. Whatever happens next, one thing is already clear.

I'm up against a worthy rival.

Yt

[Stacey Robyn]

My heart rate is elevated due to the harder and deeper grind that's occurring between us.

I notice that you haven't backed down. A smirk tugs at the corner of my mouth. You're the real deal.

I shut my eyes and focus on slow, measured breaths, bringing my heart rate back under control and steadying my emotions.

There's one thing I'll give you--you definitely know how to work your ass.

I can tell you exercise your glutes a lot in the gym. Your determination shows, and I can see why you're so confident.

But so am I.

I am just as round, firm, and huge as you.

I know I have to remain calm.

It's been fifteen minutes of us deep grinding ass to ass and neither of us is showing any signs of slowing down or quitting.

"I'm impressed, Rhiannon... you've managed to last this long."

My comment lands exactly as I intended.

Because your last few grinds have felt much deeper than the previous ones.

Interesting. She hasn't lost control... but she's responding. That's all I needed to know.

The corner of my mouth lifts into a satisfied smile.

I answer with the same intensity.

The fight needs to change direction... and now.

We have felt each other out enough.

There is no better time than the present.

But I don't want to be rushed.

I know I can subtly manipulate you into making such a move.

I slowly let my hands slide down the wall, causing my ass to push up higher as we continue to grind.

You are going to feel my new position...

Knowing you... you're going to want to change your position.

Yt

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Started off promising .... hope you both are OK. 

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