Shizuku Yatori versus Yuuki Chigusa

Yatori gulped in Chigusa's last whiff of warm breath. "Mmm," she approved right before going for the sexy body slam finish. Her resulting gasp upon impact was sharp but delighted as her breasts flattened Chigusa's beneath her, her nipples impaling helpless mushrooming flesh.

She lifted her lips from Chigusa's. "You've been a good girl, Chicchan... so I'll give you and your fans a special ending..."

Her arms slid out from beneath the immobile Chigusa and down Chigusa's arms. Yatori grasped limp wrists so she can pull them to either side of them. Her legs would grapevine into Chigusa's and then spread to prevent a kick-out. Finally and tellingly, her breasts drove downwards steadily and powerfully for the pin, as well as to dominate and please Chigusa.

Yatori smiled before kissing Chigusa again, seeking the tongue she'd wrestled into submission, aiming to pin it just as she pinned the rest of her opponent.

Chigusa was completely pinned down, unable to fight back even if she wanted to. Yatori trapped her arms, then entagled her legs, leaving her only weapons out of commision. Yatori bore down with her advantage, the superior bust, pinning Chigusa firmly down, keeping her down by virtue of breast pressure. Her tongue, freed for a second by the fall, got pinned down again, unable to capitalize on the moment of freedom.

"Mmm," Chigusa moaned weakly. It was over now, and she knew it.

"One!" the referee yelled, signaling the pin.

"Two! Three!"

One small step towards the championship...

The triumphant Yatori completely ignored the bell and the referee. Instead she continued to play the part of sexy bed sheet covering the helpless human mattress that was Chigusa.

Her tongue did release it's prisoner as she ended their hot oral match. The Mafiosi smiled fondly at the delicious idol she'd defeated. "That was a great match, Chigusa," Yatori congratulated. "I enjoyed it immensely."

She stroked Chigusa's front with her own body playfully, Yatori thoroughly enjoying the feel of Chigusa's nipples crushed beneath hers, implying more with the rub her crotch gave Chiugsa's.

Chigusa finally mamaged to breath normally after Yatori released her tongue. It was difficult before, when their lips had been locked together, to get enough air. She panted weakly for a few seconds, regaining her wind, her chest rising and falling, her breasts bumping against Yatori's bust. She felt Yatori pressing down with her crotch as well, her face blushing.

"I enjoyed the match as well," Chigusa said, "Umm... Yatori-san... if you want, after the tournament, we can have some special time... but not now, not in front of all these people..."

Yatori giggled. "Sure, Chicchan, I'd love to." She winked playfully before saying "Now cover your breasts with your arms. I'm going to get up."

She would rise slowly so that Chigusa had time to be modest, then pose victoriously while standing over her still-lying opponent, bare-breasted and loving it.

... one giant leap for me!

Chigusa quickly covered up with one of her arms, using her other arm to push herself to her feet. She stood in front of the triumphant Yatori, smiling even though she had lost.

"Yatori-san, you had better win this tournament," Chigusa said, "Otherwise, I won't feel right to have lost to you."

Yatori grinned back. "And you'd better be there to challenge me as my Number One contender!" she returned.

She would take Chigusa by her free wrist (not the one covering her chest) and hold that arm up. Chigusa's fans cheered at Yatori's acknowledgement of their idol's skill.