Alex Withers vs. Hayasui Koridae- Hentai Match

Henati Match
Victory Condition: Make the opponent cum
No DQ
Swimsuits Only

Alex bit her lip as she waited for her cue backstage, suddenly very aware of the ridiculous situation she had gotten herself into. When Rachel had told Alex about the new friend she had made, Alex was as happy as can be for her. When she told Alex of how they fucked... well, that's when the gears started turning. Through some snooping, some research, and no small amount of alcohol, Alex had gone behind both Rachel and their manager's backs to set up a match with this same girl all on her own. But not just any match: a hentai match. Alex had been made to cum in this ring before, but not as a requirement of the match, and she had never yet set out with the objective of having sex with her opponent.

There were a lot of reasons Alex told herself that she was setting this up. She wanted to fuck a cute Japanese girl when they got here, it was the first thing she said when they got of the plane. Rachel had shown her some pictures (all rather clean ones, to her dismay) of the girl she had slept with, and she sure was cute as hell. Plus she apparently lost her virginity to Rachel, meaning she was probably pretty sweet and innocent, and supposedly she was rather kind and gentle, both qualities Alex admired. And then there was the fact that she had slept with Rachel, when, ever since they had gotten to Japan, Alex was hoping that she...

As she readied herself, Alex looked down and gave her bikini bottom a twang. One other stipulation she had arranged was that this was a swimsuit match, although she had used the words "bikini match" multiple times with the AFW staff member. She wasn't all that comfortable showing herself off right away like this, but if this Hayasui girl was as innocent as Rachel said, then Alex wouldn't hold it past her to overdress for a hentai match, which would make it significantly more difficult to get her to cum. Plus, the match Rachel had with her was a swimsuit match, so in a way this felt only fair, and besides, they still let her wear her tie, which was a cute edition.

As her music blared across the stadium, Alex did her best to feign confidence as she made her way toward the ring. Taking a deep breath, she stepped inside, leaning against her corner post as she waited for her opponent. "This is it, Alex," she said to herself. "This is where you prove you're the biggest idiot in Tokyo."

I did not sign up for this.

Hayasui now took a moment to curse her haste in signing her contract with the AFW. Her own embarrassment with the very concept of a Hentai match had led her to swear to never challenge someone to a hentai, had led her to skip over the hentai section of the contract entirely. She'd never thought she'd end up being challenged to such a match.

In this moment, it was taking all of her personal strength to keep from cursing her idiocy aloud and with profanity that she rarely used, if ever. Of course, her manager had failed to mention that it was a hentai match until after she'd accepted and her manager confirmed it with the person who'd challenged her, at which point her own sense of honor kept her from backing out of it.

The fact that the win condition was to make the opponent cum reminded her all too vividly of that night with Rachel, her face going beet red with the remembrance of...of...

"Now is not the time to be remembering that!" Hayasui told herself, slapping her cheeks to bring herself back to the current situation even as another part of her mind told her that the techniques Rachel had demonstrated might actually prove useful in this ma-

Hayasui had to make a concerted effort to keep herself from screaming aloud at that evil little voice.

Calm down. This is just another match.

Forcing herself to believe that, Hayasui took a moment to tug at the purple bikini. She'd have liked to be able to overdress for this match, even if it would have given her an advantage over her opponent. The crowds had seen enough of her in her debut, thank you very much.

Before that inner voice could point out that Rachel had seen more still, Hayasui heard them calling her up to the stage. Resolving to leave her current manager the moment she was through with this match, Hayasui took a moment to calm herself before ascending the stage.

Somehow, it seemed that the crowds were even louder than they were during her debut match. Their fever annoyed her as much as it made her nervous. If they were so anxious to see naked girls, they could do so on their own time, not hers. Not even the thought of how much more this match would pay out was consolation to the girl, though it certainly did help.

Making her way to the ring and offering a slight bow to it, Hayasui would climb into the ring and offer a bow to her opponent for tonight.

"Greetings," Hayasui said, unable to keep a slight blush from coming to her face, "I'm Hayasui, and I hope we might be able to become friends after this match."

As her opponent entered the arena, Alex could see exactly what her friend had meant. This girl's curvy, toned figure was almost perfectly complimented with her cute face. A red streak found it's way across Alex's face as she realized this would be much easier (or much harder) than the other matches she had been in. After looking her opponent up and down a few times she steeled herself, unwilling to show signs of weakness right off the bat.

As Hayasui entered the ring, Alex clenched her fists, making her final attempt to hide her overflowing (and conflicting) emotions as the girl she would be up against came face to face, every curve on the Japanese girl's body plain as day. She was much taller than Alex was expecting, but still every bit as girlish as she had hoped. Hayasui crossed the center line of the ring, offering a polite bow, and Alex felt it only right to return the courtesy, as well as to get things started. Strutting her way across the ring, she clasped her opponent's face in both hands, her eyes gazing deeply into the other girls'. "I'm Alex," was all she said, before bringing both girls' faces together in a deep kiss.

Assuming she could get away with that kiss scott-free, she would continue, "it's nice to meet you," in her most seductive voice before returning to her starting post.

As her opponent, apparently one Alex, drew close to her, Hayasui wasn't entirely sure what to expect. The hands on her face, however, stopped her cold when she remembered the context, as the other girl's eyes bored deeply into her. Then, unexpectedly, Alex planted a deep, quick kiss on Hayasui's lips, withdrawing with quick remark.

Hayasui went completely red at this, the girl's head threatening to overheat as she tried to process what had just happened. Then the bell rang. That blessed tone cleared Hayasui's mind almost instantly, putting Hayasui back in the spot. Strange win conditions or not, this was just another fight. Just another fight. Even so, Hayasui couldn't stop her eyes from wandering along Alex's curves just a bit before her focus honed back in on the redhead.

Setting herself up in a loose fighting stance, Hayasui tried her best to keep from charging straight at Alex to avenge this embarrassment, instead waiting for Alex to come to her.

Alex was pretty proud of herself for that opening, and it was taking all of her willpower to keep her cool, seductive face on when all she wanted to do was smile like an idiot. The whole performance was, to her, pretty fucking cool.

However, as she turned around and the match started, the look in her opponent's eyes was not the sultry gaze Alex was hoping for, but instead a fiery determination. While this girl's spirit made her all that much more endearing, the fact that this fiery, almost violent attitude was directed right at Alex was more than a little intimidating. Still, she wasn't moving any closer, even as she got into a fighting stance, meaning she wanted Alex to move in for the first attack. And Alex, knowing full well that was probably the stupidest thing she could do, would comply.

Digging her heels in she charged headlong towards Hayasui, looking to ram her into the corner post with her shoulder. Alex really wanted to keep the roughness to a minimum, but if she could trap her opponent in the corner with nowhere to run, well she figured that from there it might get to devolve into nonstop sexiness for the rest of the match. She realized chances of everything going that well were slim, but if she waited for her opponent to make the first move, she probably wouldn't have anything to counter with and she'd just be in the same spot as she was now, but with no chance of making things go her way.

Hayasui was given a moment's pause as she wondered if this girl had seen her debut match before remembering that she had actually led last time.

Hayasui had refrained from using kicks in her first match for a number of reasons, but now saw that she didn't have much in the way of a choice here. Allowing a brief frown, Hayasui would snap out with a side-kick aimed for Alex's stomach, sliding her feet together prior to firing the kick to give it more momentum to counter Alex's charge.

Knowing full well that her charge would fail, but going forward with it anyway, turned out to be just as poor of a move as Alex imagined it would. Perhaps even worse, as the Japanese girl she was facing easily sidestepped her attack, slamming a foot into her open stomach with the force of a gunshot. "Oh fuck!" she grunted as the pain of the impact registered with her brain, sending a shockwave through most of her body. The kick was strong enough to send her in the opposite direction she was moving, landing on her ass with both hands wrapped around her belly, groaning on the mat.

Hayasui frowned as Alex was blown backwards by the kick, her opponent landing on their ass and clutching their injured belly. Part of her wanted to wait for her opponent to regain their feet and try again, and another part wanted to take advantage of her downed opponent. Then those two were interrupted by that evil evil voice once more, reminding her that there was only one way for this for this to end.

Hayasui went red at the thought of having to make this girl cum in front of all these people, but if that was what it took to win the match...

At the very least, maybe I can leave her clothes on.

With that in mind, Hayasui would make her way over to Alex and try to kneel down on one of her arms, pinning it. If she managed that, she'd hesitantly try to grope Alex's generous chest through her bikini.

Alex was in a bit of shock by that first blow, though part of her knew she shouldn't be. The last time she had fought a kinder girl like this, she had gotten pretty badly beaten, but Hummingbird still didn't hit quite this hard. She couldn't really stay clutched around her stomach forever, however... not just because that would essentially be an impractical way to forfeit the match, but because Hayasui had pulled one of her arms out, kneeling down on it to keep it anchored. Still reeling, though, Alex kept her other arm clutched over her belly, when she felt a hand groping her breast.

In any other situation, Alex's reflexes would have kicked in here, causing her to swat the hand on her breast away. Whether she was making a conscious effort not to do so or her instincts weren't kicking in on account of the attractiveness of her opponent was hard to say, but rather than fight back, Alex simply moaned sensually as her breast was worked over.

After a moment of enjoying her free massage, she had an idea, however. Alex would attempt to grab the hand that was massaging her breast, shifting her weight and pulling so that Hayasui would fall right over her. With one hand by each end of the Japanese girl's body, she would give her return grope to both her own chest and her back end, and even tightening her grip after a while so that any quick movements by Hayasui would result in her losing her swimsuit.

Hayasui, distracted by the rampant embarrassment at groping another girl in front of a crowd of what felt like thousands, was taken completely off guard when Alex grabbed the groping hand and shifted her weight to bring the girl down onto her. Before Hayasui could do more than yelp at the sudden press of her body against Alex's, the other girl's hands quickly found their way to Hayasui's chest and ass, groping at her in return.

Hayasui was unable to stop the moan at the pleasant massage she now found herself on the receiving end of. However, the pleasure did nothing to help Hayasui forget where she was, and her face all but lit up with a bright blush. Her attempts to shift about, however, quickly revealed that Alex had gotten a grip on her swimsuit, likely ready to pull it off if she tried leaving.

...Fine then. If you won't let me leave...!

Fury burning away in opposition to the pleasure, Hayasui pulled back a little before bringing her head down on Alex's face with everything she could muster, though whether this burst of strength was borne of anger or desperation would be difficult to tell.