SS 15 Softcore Tournament Round 1: Amaya Vs. Masako

Smiling at her words Masako would keep massaged Amaya's breast and kneaded them tenderly. She could feel Amaya start to want more as she felt her rub her sex with her bottom. "Mmm Amaya-chan that feels nice but.. " Masako grinned and would pull Amaya's breast to one side to roll and get to the top position.

"I think you should relax and let me take over." Masako said as she would squeeze Amaya's breast as best she could to make it feel wonderful as she moved her hands in a circular motion. Being on top Masako would lower her breast over Amaya's face scooting her self up on the girl while her hand tried to continue their massaging.

"...Uhmm..."
Like a tree felled by an axe after a longer period of time, Amaya could not resist the very persuasive arguments of Masako and slid on the bottom position, guided by the massaging hands of the fellow Japanese.

Mesmerized, she would only weekly try to turn to the side once with her bottom to come out of her predicament, but would soon be overwhelmed by the feeling of the big, cushiony boobs of her opponent and the assault on her own lady parts, struggling only weakly when her face was engulfed by the other girls breasts, only one of her feet was hitting the mat in protest.

As her breast lower onto Amaya's face Masako would smiled wide seeing how Amaya was Struggling weakly. She thought just alittle more and she'll win this match, using her now free hand Masako would warp it around Amaya's head to pull her face closer to her breasts.

"there there Amaya-chan don't struggle. " Masako said giggling as she rubbed her breast into Amaya's face while she tried to keep massaging her breast with her other hand

Caught under the smoothing boobs of her opponents, the struggles of Amaya got weaker by the second, and finally, her resistance subsided completely. After a few more seconds, her moans were silenced by the same weapons until her figure was laying totally still, arousal had been damped by a gentle unconsciousness.

The referee walked over to see if there was still something left to struggle and the match would go on, but as it seemed, the dice had been fallen in the favor of Masako when she lifted the hand of the kawaii not only one, but three times in a row before she would signal the bell to ring.

Feeling how Amaya struggles were getting weaker and weaker untill they stopped Masako looked up to the ref who came to check if the girl could continue. After the hand fell down 3 times with not signs of movement Masako would let go of the kawaii and sit up looking at her unconscious face.

getting off the girl Masako to get her hand raised, she asked for some smelling salts to wake Amaya up not wanting to Leave her like this. "Amaya-chan its time to wake up the match is over." Masako said with a smile on her face . Once Amaya awoken Masako would help her up and hugged her "good match."

Amaya was out of the match and had lost, with her lying rather spread eagled in the ring, her eyes closed. All seemed fine for her, but then a taste of salt crept into her nose, causing her ears and eyes to twitch until her eyes finally opened again.
"Uh, what happened? Is it over?"
She asked, dearly hoping that she was right and her appearance here was no longer required. After the other girl helped her up, the young Japanese looked much more happy than at the start of the match, despite her loss.

"Congratulations, Masako-san. You were the better wrestler, and your breasts are the most superb."
She answered after a small bow, fulfilling her duty to praise the body part that had smothered her out.

Winner: Masako