Makita Shouko vs. Alma Runas

Match type: Standard with both wrestlers wearing only bra and panties.
Winning condition: Pinfall, submission, KO or orgasm.

Alma Runas:

Alma was eager and was looking forward to her next match. She was always excited before begining of matches, since you never knew what kind of person you'll meet. Could be another bully or maybe start of new friendship.

Her music start playing from the speakers and Alma showed up to audience. They accepted her with big applause and cheering. Fan's liked her a lot and now they had even more reasons to be happy. Since this was bra and panties match, Alma used appropriate dress; she weared her military themed underwear with her big breasts being on a display for crowd and her opponent.

Alma started slowly, walking toward the ring and start slowly runing when she was on a half way there. She jumped on apron, did a split and moved her body under the bottom rope to get inside. Blonde moved toward the center of the ring, blow some kisses around and start posing a little for photos when waiting for her opponent.

Makita had another embarrassed blush on her face, she couldn't believe that she kept finding herself in these kind of matches. Not only there was the fact that she had to wrestle in her white bra and panties, but there was the fact that one of the winning conditions was via orgasm. From her experience, she always fears that matches that could end in orgasm, usually did. She just hoped that her opponent would be the ones who didn't go straight for the hentai side of things. Taking a deep breath, she decided to stand against her apprehensions about how the match could turn out and fight the match head on as she heard her song playing on the speakers.

Emerging from the backstage onto the ramp, Makita raised her arms to the crowd as they cheered at the sight of her, most likely due to her figure being well displayed being in just her bra and panties as she made her way down into the ring, quickly getting into it by jumping over the top rope from the apron.

Across from her, her opponent was about her size but had a chest that was bigger than hers, immediately Makita felt a little intimidated by their size with how they were on display in her opponent's army camo bra and panties. Shaking her head of those thoughts as she was already fighting a pessimistic mind set about the match, Makita would try to focus herself as she waited in her corner for the ref girl to start the match.

"Hey there, I'm Alma." Makita looked a bit shy with still having slightly red cheeks from a blush. "You're pretty cute, hun." She smiled and give compliment to her opponent before beginign of the match.

Alma was keep looking toward referee and when bell finally rang, she start moving around the ring. She was keep biting her lips when slowly approaching her opponent. As usually, Alma didn't want to rush straight into a fight; instead she wanted to study her opponent a little. Alma kept her arms up to cover her face, while slowly walking around her in circles.

She would keep circling around for a bit longer and if Makita wouldn't attack, she would do it. Alma would jump toward her opponent and try to open the match with punch in her stomach, followed by kick in Makita's leg.

Makita was taken out of her thoughts when she heard her opponent call out to her, introducing herself, a nice start to an otherwise embarrassing match up. "Oh...um I'm Makita." she replied, didn't want to appear rude to her opponent. "Oh! Um...thanks....you're cute too!" she got out, not one to take compliments in stride as she hastily returned it to Alma.

The bell rang out as Makita began moving out of her corner as well, her opponent kept her distance and not pressing an offensive. Makita figured that she was a defensive fighter of sort as she didn't want to incur a counter offensive by attacking as the two circled one another in the ring. Then Makita was suddenly on the defensive as Alma came at her with a punch to her stomach that she brought her arm down to block, followed by a kick that nailed her in the leg.

"Gah!" she let out, hopping back quickly. The kick stung but it wasn't anything more than a grazing blow. Her assessment was off it seemed as she would go on her counter offensive, moving in to do a sweeping kick to try and return the hit to her opponent.

It turned out that Makita is friendly as well and not being arrogant heel as some other wrestlers around here. And Alma was definitely looking forward to wrestle her cute opponent.

Blonde started pretty good, since she managed to land both - punch and following kick on Makita's body. Landing initial hits was good confidence boost for rest of the match, but Alma quickly faced the reality. When Makita moved backward Alma went after her straight away. Usually she's more carefull, but she got bit too confident this time. While moving after her opponent, she was cought off guard by sweeping kick.

Makita managed to land a kick and because of it Alma lost her balance and fall down on canvas. "Urgh...!" She grunted and start rolling away to get back on her feet. Alma would approach Makita again, this time more carefully. She would bend over a little and start reaching for her legs. She was trying to grab opponents legs to tug them toward herself and hopefully make her fall down as well.

Sweeping Alma off of her feet and dropping her to the mat, Makita's lips curled into a smile. But before she could do anything to press her advantage, her opponent rolled away from her and got to her feet.

Still in her stance, she felt a little more confident about engaging her opponent as they closed in once more. Her opponent would shoot for her legs as Makita's eyes widened as she attempted to get her legs out of her opponent's grasp. "L-let go!" she gasped out, attempting to slip away from Alma but in her attempted escape she lost her balance and fell to the mat. "Guh!'' she cried out as she hit the mat, quickly attempting to wrap her arms around Alma's body to prevent her from attaining a better position to take the advantage and in the process pressed her bra covered chest against Alma's which elicited a blush on to her face.

Alma was keep reaching toward Makita's legs to grab them and she eventually made it. She pulled Makita's legs toward herself and as consequence force her to fall down on canvas. Alma followed by going straight after her and with Makita down on her back Alma had plenty of opportunites. She tried to straddle her in order to throw some punches to her face, but was prevented to do so. While blonde was following her opponent down toward canvas, Makita managed to wrap arms around her body and pull her down as well.

Alma end up on top, but this didn't help her much. Makita had arms around her, which didn't provide Swedish girl too much options. She felt opponents smaller breasts rubing on her owns, so Alma moved her body a little to make touch even stronger. Alma's arms were still free, so she moved them upward and try to grab opponents neck. With strangling Alma might get some more opportunities to proceed with fighting down on canvas.

Makita kept her arms tightly around Alma, preventing her from doing much against her as they struggled on the mat. Makita's breath began to get slightly hotter and hotter as Alma began to grind their breasts together, making holding Alma close to her a little problematic for the pink haired wrestler. However more pressing matters were quickly pushed up the list as Makita felt the hands of Alma wrapping around her throat and began to choke her.

Makita's eyes widened as her arms uncoiled around from Alma and went straight for the wrists, coughing out as she tried to pry them away from her throat. It was a more threatening position to be trapped in as Makita started to panic a bit, slapping her legs into the mats before attempting to plant them in and tried to roll the two over so that she wouldn't be in such danger of having no breath.

Alma noticed that Makita enjoyed their breast rubbing, but she remained calm and didn't get distracted so easy. Alma felt Makita's hands on her own and she only flexed her arms some more to hold her tighter. Being so focused on keep on stragling her opponent, Makita managed to turn them around with Alma being bellow now. Well everything comes with a price - and price for keep on strangling the opponent was to end up being on the bottom.

Makita was kinda in control, but Alma managed to keep hands on her neck. She used opportunity to plant a quick kiss on opponents lips and released her neck. Since she wasn't on top anymore, she had to be bit more carefull now. Alma tried to wrap her legs around opponents body as well reaching toward Makita's wrists to grab and hold them.

Makita managed to roll the two over, but her condition was not much better with Alma's hands on her throat as she continued to try and pull off the hands from her throat. Luckily, Alma would soon release the choke as Makita immediately began coughing for air, but it wasn't much before Alma's lips latched on to hers. Makita's eyes widened as she would quickly try to push away her opponent in a panic, but was not able to get far from her busty blonde opponent as her legs wrapped around her hips.

"Mmmmm!" she moaned out as she continued to try and push Alma away from her lips, her bra covered breasts continued to press up against Alma's while their almost nude bodies continued to slide and grind against one another, building up feelings that Makita did not want to have in front of all of these random people in the crowds.