Akashi Tanikaze Vs. Paris Popescu

Once both the big girls went to the ground, Akashi did her best to try and mount Paris, sitting at the base of the blue haired girl's waist, straddling her hips. She then leaned forward and tugged at Paris' shirt, trying to expose one of the girl's breast. "Unlike my sister, I have no qualms venturing into this arena, especially if the rules allow for it. What do you say? I think I've softened you up enough..."

Paris gotten down laying there trying to recover only to have the heavy Akashi to sitting on her stomach weighting down like paperweight, unable to move at all, extremely difficult that she could see her shirt being rip and exposing her breast, light blush on Paris face but turn into anger glaring at her.

Gritting feeling more pain on her stomach more and more, she needs to escape from this as the sumo is just too much on her body, she tries to swinging her fists at her stomach hoping to get the heavyweight to get off her.

Akashi leaned menacingly over Paris, one breast full in her hand as she began to sensually knead it. She could see Paris getting desperate, but the girl seemed to want to continue fighting her regularly instead of engage in a sensual battle.

Paris' fist balled up and smashed into Akashi's belly. The sumo grunted but smiled. She reached for Paris' wrists to try and pin them behind the girl's head. "Punching a Sumo's belly!? I really must have worked you over!" Akashi chirped.

Akashi would then try and compress their bodies and kiss Paris deeply.

Paris is in deep trouble never have someone just double the weights than her other than some males, but the punch she desperately hit Akashi stomach that didnt do much since the position shes in is harder to extend the strengths to punch, but now her hands is pinned down above her and glaring at Akashi.

"Ugh! You isolati------!"

Out of nowhere Akashi leaning in to kiss Paris stopping her from talking as she never kissed anyone before, she squirm and squirm until she start calming down, she felt helpless being in this position like this.

"Nnnnn...." Akashi grinned as they began to kiss hard. The big sumo was in her element as she drove her knee between Paris' legs and began to grind their bodies together. The crowd was raucous at the sight of the two lovely ladies in this new kind of battle. Akashi had no idea that Paris had not even kissed anyone. If she had known, then maybe she might have laid off a bit. Or maybe she would have went harder.

Either way, once their tongues clashed a bit, Akashi pulled away, leaving a small trail of saliva between the two girls before she suddenly got up. She spun on her heels and faced Paris and beckoned her to stand. "So... get up so I can knock you down again. A little bit of fighting and a little bit if fucking. We'll see what you submit to first..." Akashi grinned as she took her red sports bra in her hands and peeled it off, exposing her large, bare breasts. She cast it aside, beat her chest with her fist and roared.

Paris mouth muffled by the kiss which she didnt expected that to happen at all and while her mind got focused on one thing is by that kiss, her mind changed quickly when her opponent kneed her between the legs that made her winced in pain while her large body grinding on top of her.

Now looking up at her as the sumo girl talking that made Paris feeling pretty annoyed by her and just when she was about to say something, suddenly she sees her taking off her top revealing her large exposed breasts, just large and bare. Feeling strange to see a sumo girl going topless, first time seeing her, she slowly putting her one hand down rubbing her crotch after getting kneed between there, she would slowly move up to her feet trying to regain her stance as she can.

"Miss Akashi, I will not submit to you, not ever...." She said while panting in pain a bit. She would wait a moment and back up a bit like shes retreating, hoping that lures Akashi to come at her instead in some ways, but whatever the case she waited until she get close enough and tries sudden rush into the sumo to tackle her hard as she could.

Akashi let Paris get up and back away. She smiled as she said that she would never submit. Unfortunately for the blue haired sadist, she didn't have to submit to lose the match. All she had to do was be pleasured.

Once Paris was on her feet and backpedaling, Akashi knelt down. She took the half sumo stance and rushed at Paris. Her arms came up, looking to grab Paris and pull her into a mighty bearhug when Paris stopped her retreat and lunged forward. Akashi couldn't stop her own momentum in time and her hands were up. The best she could do was slap them into Paris' back and hold on tightly as she was speared to the ground with a ring rattling thud.

"Shimata..." She growled as her hands slipped off of Paris' back and she winced in pain.

With Paris suddenly charging right into her large opponent Akashi that took her down a huge tackle that she half on top of her, panting a little bit while trying to climb on top of her, mounting on top , straddling to steady still as she could, looking down at her, seeing that bare breasts and her face, almost like wanting to slap her around.

"Miss Akashi, you need to treat someone as higher class than you.... so, you should treat me with better respect!"

Paris how bringing her hands down not going to hit her face or choking or anything like that but instead, moving down at her larger assets and grabbing her breasts, giving it a hard squeeze.

Akashi grunted as Paris moved on top of her. She spread her legs and pushed her knees into Paris' butt. Akashi shook her head as Paris demanded she learn respect. She opened her mouth to speak, but all she could do was gasp as Paris sunk her fingers into her chest.

"Hnnghh!"

Akashi's cheeks reddened and her grunt held some pleasure to it. She forced a smirk. "You squeeze a tit like you've done it before..." The Sumo teased as she bridged her body to see if she could move Paris or not. Her own hands slipped up and reached out for Paris' breasts as well though Akashi grabbed them in a much more sensual manner.

On top of Akashi she get her hands on the large busty bare breasts squeezing on those as hard as she could hearing her making a scream as shes enduring it, even smirking at her face. "Oh course I have, done a lot to my partner, enjoy torturing, punishing my opponent, like you."

Now while she kept squeezing her breasts but Akashi have her own plan by reaching for Paris breasts giving her a good hold too but more, stimulation hold. "Ugh! You!" She lightly blushed that she didnt expected her to do that, then again she kissed her! Paris had to do something about this, thinking by letting go of her opponent and reaching to grab her right wrist hoping to pull it between her legs as she lay on her back, draping her legs across the chest of Akashi and stretching her arm in an armbar, see if she can get out of this!