Judy "Brawny Belle" West vs Satomi Hasake

Judy would have unscrambled her brains enough to follow through, climbing up and straddling Satomi's stomach with her knees on either side. She'd lean down on top of her, using her far superior weight to pin her arms down at the wrist, her bottom resting just below her stomach.

Judy would lean in close to the petit girl as she smiled like a Cheshire cat, pleased with her apparent prey. "You spoiled our fun earlier," she said softly, her breath teasing over Satomi's throat as she locked her eyes with hers. She'd lick her lips, bringing them precariously close to her opponents but not yet touching. A touch of drool would escape onto her, however. "So lovely... let's see how lovely it is under all these layers..." Judy would take what was surely only a gentle step into her plan by taking the earpiece of Satomi's glasses, gently removing them while starting to kiss down her neck and throat.

Needing some time to recover from the pulsing headache she had gained, Satomi had lied on the mat still right on her back, giving a soft groan. She was about to raise an arm to rub the back of it and even adjust her glasses befre getting up, but the young scientist was taken by surprise too quickly with what had happened next.

The girl straddled and sat right on top of her, Satomi letting out a sudden exhale when she felt Judy's weight press into her stomach, making it difficult, ut not impossible to breath. Then, just as she tried to move her hands, they became pinned down by her sides, causing her to make a light yelp when the pressure pushed against them, hurting a little, but more so feeling helpless more than anything. She feared this was going to end painfully, knowing she couldn't block any sort of punch or strike that would be thrown to her frail face, only cringing and turning away as she awaited the strike. Then, hearing what Judy said, she was sorely mistaken. She knew she was overthinking this, trusting Judy wouldn't beat her down for no reason since she seemed like a nice person, but she never expected the girl to take on such a lustful gaze. Now, Satomi's olive green eyes widened for a different reason while her glasses were taken away, no longer as afraid, but desperately nervous.

Without her glasses, Satomi's vision blurred just a little, but it wasn't too severe, just enouh to make the edges of everything fuzzy. But she would soon close her eyes when she felt a cool breath as Judy came down to her. "Eep! Wh-What are you doing??" Satomi let out a childish squeel when she felt those lips meet her neck, causing her to crane it up and involuntarily expose it more for Judy, starting to jerk her own body to try and escape, but finding it difficult as she soon let out a trembling breath, the kiss alone tickling her untamed senses. "Ooo.. oh..." It was ticklish, but also a bit relaxing, leaving Satomi to actually relax a little by now. Since Satomi had always claimed her love for science, and nothing else, pleasure was something she had never really dealt herself, so she seemed extra sensitive to Judy's touch, helpless now to whatever she chose to do next.

"What am I doing?" Judy playfully mimicked. "I'm showing you the time of your life, silly..."
She'd give a playful little bite at Satomi's neck before sitting upright on her, running her hands down her chest and grazing them over her breasts and down her sides. She'd take hold of the lab coat's folds, using one hand behind her back to lift Satomi into a semi-upright position. She'd hold her like a dancer's dip, unable to move in and kiss her repeatedly with gentle lust in her lips as she slid the coat from her lithe frame and tossed it aside.
"Doesn't that feel better?" she'd purr, keeping the girl semi-supported with her one hand as her other ran down to caress Satomi's thigh, stopping just shy of reaching up her skirt.

She couldn't beleive she had become this helpless! This was Satomi's first match, and yet here she had been subjected to being pinned down like this, but not even in a way that brought the three-count. Satomi still had a good amount of fight in her, but for now, until she could be released, there really hadn't been much else she could do, vulerable ad helpless to what the girl would choose to do with her next. Having spent such a small amount of time around other people and prefering solitude, Satomi wasn't used to being this close to someone, especially with this kind of contact. She would be lying though if she said this was her first kiss, but she never intented to recieve one like this before, another slow, almost longful moan coming from her lips once she felt the gentle nip along her soft, pencil-neck.

Then she felt the stimulation grow, Judy's touch masterful in bringing the pleasure slow, but in a manner that really helped her enjoy and ease into it more comfortably. Even if another woman had been delivering these advances, it still felt pretty soothing, and that was what mattered, right..?

Satomi would hold her breath for the moment she felt those fingertips trace along her breasts, delicate but still feeling it through the folds of her vest and short sleeved shirt. She had wished she buttoned up her labcoat so she didn't have to feel that, but soon, Satomi felt that get removed by Judy as she was sat upright, her body reacting to the girl's touches. Judy would notice however that the lab coat felt surprisingly heavy, like there was something inside it, but there hadn't been anything within the pockets, so one could only wonder why it felt like it was fifteen, perhaps twenty pounds in weight. But that being removed no longer made it matter, Satomi next feeling Judy's greedy fingertips creep along her thigh. Satomi actually bucked her hips a little at this, trying to pull away, but at the same time, the look on her face seemed hesitant, a blush starting to grow as her eyes were half shut, and her mouth became slightly agape as she tried not to make a sound. The young scientist didn't even know what she wanted at this point, but something told her to let it happen, and her hips would then begin to shake a little, like she was begging to be touched even though in her mind she thought something different.

Judy grinned her pearly whites teasingly. "Mmm. So jumpy... you must really be loving this, hmm?"

Judy would note the weight of the coat in a distant fashion as she tossed it aside, Clothes were among the last of her interests. She lowered her face to nuzzle against Satomi's chest, rubbing with her nose and lips to try and tease her timid opponent's nipples to their peaks. Satomi seemed ripe for the taking by a more tactical foe, but Judy would never pass up a chance with such a lover.

"Tell me," she say huskily. "Have you ever been kissed like that before?" She'd calmly await her answer, then promptly reach her one hand up to grope her breast firmly, her fingers teasing their way up her thigh to softly massage the crotch of her panties. "Then has anyone ever touched you like THIS before, my little sweetheart?"

Loving this...? Satomi didn't know what to say back to that. The way her body was reacting, there was no doubt she was feeling a speedy growth of arousal from this, but in her mind, Satomi just couldn't accept that. She had come to the ring to earn her money from the fights not to be touched and molested by another women. But then again, after her sparring the other day with Shizuka, she should have guessed, beginning to realize over the past few days how some of the fighters could really get dirty.

But... this wasn't about being dirty, there really didn't feel like there was anything wrong with this. Quite the opposite really, something about this all felt so tremendously right that Satomi couldn't deny it, she didn't want to break away. As her breasts begun to to feel the gentle nuzzle from her opponants cheek and nose, she held her breath, biting down on the corner of her lips as thos olive eyes shut tight, trying not to do anything or even say a word to respond, afraid that the only thing that would escape her was moan. But when one of Judy's hands went to cup the soft mound, a stiffening bump becoming clear from her tit behind the shirt, her lips parted, and she started to let out her cries of pleasure. "Nnnngh... n-no..." She said slowly, not even sure if she had been saying that to her question, or just for Judy to stop. Her breast would fill out nicely in Judy's hand, even with the cloths on, taking shape and being like a marshmellow between her fingertips, slowly hardening from the contact.

But that wasn't even the half of it as her eyes suddenly shot open at what happened next. "A-aah.. haaa... Th-that... i-it feels... ngh..no, n-no one has." Her meek voice lost in a stutter, mixed with a sexual cry of desire, Satomi's legs would shiver, and her hips swayed a little, actually helping to rub a bit against her finger. Soing so, Satomi could feel her womanhood loosen for a moment as it grew moist, a few of her love juices starting to put a small wet spot where Judy was rubbing, a clear sign that she was truly enjoying this, no matter how hard she tried to deny it.

Judy smiled against Satomi's breast as she felt the sheepish girl hump at her fingertips in semi-silent want. "You're loving this," she giggled accusingly. "You're absolutely loving it."

Her eyes gleamed as she slid her fingers under the hem of Satomi's shirt and tugging up. She kept her arm crooked underneath her back to support her as she worked the garment up and tried to get it over her head, or at least enough to expose her bra. "You love it," she whispered hotly into her ear, as if ordering her. "And I'll make you scream it out."

She felt so dirty for doing this, she never liked to expose herself, or for that atter, even be around people in the first place. So being pleased by this woman in front of the crowd, as amazing as it felt, she still thought it was nerve-wracking and embarressing. But those judgements were soon getting clouded as she was letting the enjoyment of her touch take over Satomi's senses, leaving her to be subjected to whatever Judy wanted.

Subconsciouslly, Satomi would actually raise her arms when Judy put her hand under her shirt and pulled up, making itmore than easy for Judy to slide it off, leaving Satomi in nothing but her bra from the waist up. It was a full-cup styled bra, borderline at B cup, probably about ready to take C if Satomi grew anymore there, and the white, thin fabric was faintly see through aside from on the lower half, a faint floral decoration in it's patterns. Her nipples clearly stiffened and erect behind the bra, Satomi could no longer deny her joy for this, her breasts just begging to be teased, and her pussy greedly desiring her touch as her hips continued to rub against her finger, making her slowly become more wet. [size=85:bns3wea7]"I-I... mmn.. I do... b-but it's so wrong..." Satomi said with a softer tone, her voice nearly quivering as she then bit the edge of her lip, only growing more flustered to have actually admitted this.

Judy raised her eyebrows curiously, but kept her minxy smile. "Is it now? How do you explain it then, hm?"

She'd shift her position to lay almost beside Satomi, her left leg and arm still laid over her body in a light pressure. She took Satomi's chin in one hand, guiding her face to hers and kiss at her lips softly now and then. "What makes it wrong if it feels good? Even if it's rough or dirty," she breathed suggestively in her ear. Her other hand went down to the top of her skirt, sliding underneath it as well as beneath her panties to gently cup her crotch. It was partly an act of mercy and an act of torment, easing Satomi into the sensations as well as drawing out her delightful sounds and squirming that made Judy drool, both above and below.

"Or if it's kinky. Or sensual. Or romantic. Or perverted. What's it matter? Just so long as it feels good, right? That's what makes it soooo right..." Judy would rub her bare legs over Satomi's, toes clumsily but gradually peeling down her socks and shoes as well as grinding Judy's crotch up against her thigh, temporarily satisfying her own lusts as she kept driving the little woman wild. "Explain that, professor," she giggled hotly in her ear.

There was no way to explain it. Perhaps if Satomi took the time, she might find some way later, but none of that would really matter as she was too lost in this erotic exchange to even put together a single strait thought, nevermind explain it or put up a decent fight at the moment. She told herself to keep a steel resolve, and if she could get out of this, she would end the match as quickly as possible to go hide somewhere in shame. But right now, with the stimulations and blissful pleasure that pulsed through her pussy and breasts, she couldn't get any will to make such an attempt.

As the kiss was exchanged, Satomi's soft lips being pressed against by Judy's, her eyes once again widened a bit, finding the simple connection to really bring a special comfort to her. But during the kiss, the real fun began as Judy's fingertups snuck in through the top of her short, maroon colored skirt, and dove down into her underwear. Judy would notice how smooth it was down there, and slowly her love juices were leaking from her tight pussy, both her panties and lips of her womanhood clearly wet, prepared for the pleasure. The moment she felt the hand take a soft hold down below, Satomi's whole body nearly leapt and started to tremble, shuddering as she felt her whole body start to melt and tingle from her touch. "Mmmgh-mmff!!" Crying out in pleasure but the kiss muffling her plea, Satomi started to lose the will to keep herself up, falling more into Judy as her eyes fell half closed, and her cheeks took on a beautiful shade of rose-red, her whole body beginning to react to Judy as she felt these stimulations in ways she never had before. How could something so wrong feel so right..?