Tsubame vs. Tessa

Her squeezing seemed to have a good effect on Tsubame. And that was very important cause her waist could not resist the crushing effect much longer, so that she would soon have been forced to try to reach a rope and thereby go into a total defense again, a way she would not want to take again.

She was thrown of the other girl, but that was ok. She could probably not easily outwrestle the Japanese on the ground like that. Maybe that was also the faults in her last matches, too much mat wrestling? She would get up and attempt to grab a wrist of the other girl in an attempt to whip her into the ropes for a scoop slam.
“Okay, here we go!”

Tsubame slowly picked herself up, her breasts feeling rather sore even though they're still covered. The thin material of her clothes could only cover so much after all. Tessa recovered well from the last exchange and seize the opportunity by grabbing her wrist and whipped her to the ropes, a bit surprisingly. The brunette could do nothing as she was sent flying to the edge of the ring, apart from turning around to bounce herself and launched herself straight into her opponent again. Tsubame initially tried to pull a clothesline, but Tessa was faster and caught her first before she could swing her arm, and the next thing she knew was her body lifted and turned around.

"Aaaahhh...! Ughh!" she grunted as her opponent slammed her onto the mat, leaving her dazed for a bit.

With Tsubame on the ground and Tessa kneeling beside her, the blonde saw a chance to gain an advantage that she did not have before. Initially, her plan had been to do another two or three moves until the Japanese was not able to fend off her sensual assault, but now as she was lying there like this, caution was thrown into the wind.

She would try to arrange the arms of her opponent beside her body, then sweep over Tsubame with one of her legs so that she would sit in her stomach and grab her breasts again with a determined grip, kneading them again, a small grin appearing on her face.
“I know you loved it when I did it some time ago, Tsubame-chan.”

"Ahhnn...! W-why you...!" Tsubame moaned as she now found herself in the position where Tessa was before, under her opponent, with the difference of her arms being trapped as well between the girl's legs. "Mmmhh...!"

She squirmed around and tugged her arms, not wanting to be completely vulnerable while Tessa had her way with her, even if the idea sounded more than a little tempting... She still had a match to be won after all, at least that was the initial idea. The blonde was doing a good job arousing her with her constant treatment to her breasts, though, as her reactions showed.

"I-is this the only thing you know...?!" the brunette hissed while still squirming and moaning under her opponent.

A steady drop of water could and would break the hardest stone, at least that was what Tessa was thinking in this situation with the beautiful Tsubame squirming under her. And she was not squirming that hard anyway...

“Come on, admit it, you like this! I do, and I would also enjoy to be your bottom if you were the stronger one. I am going to defeat you, but only after I had a little fun with your stunning body.”
She licked her lips, greedy to touch the Japanese from any other direction. She really had fallen for the looks of the girl possibly top three from all of the girls she had fought up to here, although most of them had looked great.

"H-haaahh..." Tsubame moaned as she bucked and squirmed harder, desperate to get free from Tessa's hold. "I-I'll defeat youu... J-just you waaaiitt...!" she warned.

At the very least she would try to slip an arm free, so she could use it to launch a counterattack by squeezing the blonde's breast rather roughly. If that could help her freeing her other arm, then Tsubame was planning to squeeze both of Tessa's orbs before pushing the girl hard to topple her backwards.

"Gnngghhh!"

“Give it up, I got you now. It is only a matter of time before your will to resist breaks. I have done this before to harder girls than you.”
Tessa answered giddily, while attempting to ride Tsubame like a wild horse and squeezing her breasts with the greatest of pleasures. That lead to a kind of carelessness, and she noticed the plan of the Japanese only when she had a hand on her breast that squeezed it hard.
“AIH!”
She yelled, shocked by pain and surprise, before she was shoved back with both hands and crashed on the back, with a look of total surprise on her face.

"Haa... haa... what did you just say?" Tsubame managed to slip a smug smile as she raised into a sitting position after she shoved Tessa off her.

She was already panting from the constant breasts kneading from her opponent, and slightly annoyed at the level of arousal the blonde managed to drive her to with just that. The brunette opted to retreat instead of going on another offense, rolling away from Tessa towards the nearest ropes where she could pick herself up. She made sure to show her back instead when pulling herself up, not wanting to give her opponent an invitation to have another go at her breasts, at least not so openly...

After the two girls had separated on the behalf on Tsubame, which had surprised Tessa quite a lat as she had been on the defense from her perspective, but she would take the opportunity and get up slowly. Her tactics had worked pretty well, the Japanese would sooner or later fall prey to her grabbing, that was something that the Blonde was sure about.

“Alright, ready when you are.”
Tessa said while putting her hands on her knees, swinging from side to side while she was waiting for her opponent to get ready. Surely she would have liked to press her advantage, but it would have to work out this way too.

Tsubame's respond to Tessa's words was to launch herself off the ropes with a battle cry. The groping had gotten under her skin a little bit, so she probably was rushing herself with the attack, hoping that the momentum would help her. It was just a simple plan, to catch her opponent with a nice clothesline to the chest to bring her down. Perhaps too simple, but Tsubame was more of a grappler than a striker herself.

"Yaahhh!"