Makita vs. Amalia! Hardstyle Hentai! (For ThunderFox)

Match Type: Normal Match
Victory Conditions: Pinfall or Submission.
Special Condition: Pinfalls or Submissions only count after an orgasm.

Spoiler:

Makita's face was red, she was placed yet in another match up that didn't sway in her favor. However, this time she had requested it. Her mind had been stuck on the fact that she couldn't win anything hentai related just because of being unable to fight back. She was looking to break this streak that had been building up by taking the first step and getting into a match that mixed hentai and normal wrestling. She wasn't too bold to even think of going head first into a full on hentai match. With this hybrid match up, it would give her the experience she needed and at the same time keeping it close to what she knew. She had to thank O.Van for setting up this match.

Appearing on stage, she was pleased that she didn't have to wear something embarrassing like her bra and panties and was in her normal wrestling attire. Her one piece spandex that gave a great outline of her womanly figures, but Makita was oblivious to this fact as she slide into the ring, getting up on to the second rope to pose for the crowd. She was willing to go head first into this, she made the vow to at least get some hentai offense in besides just dead fishing in the ring when she got caught in the clutches of her opponent as she sprung off the ropes and waited in the center of the ring, wondering on just who her manager got to wrestle again...

Standing backstage, Amalia, a newcomer, waited for her turn to enter the ring. She expected to be nervous, knowing that there was a large crowd out there, waiting to watch her debut in a hentai match match. But she wasn't. Prior to this, she had fought in what was basically porn wrestling anyway. The only difference here was the larger crowd. So she wasn't nervous, more excited than anything. As soon as she was told that her debut match was both Hentai AND normal wrestling, she couldn't wait to get out there and do her thing.

The only problem was, she didn't know what to expect from her opponent other than what she was told, which was that she had already had a few matches. So she wasn't a newcomer like herself. That could mean that she's better than her. Which excited her, since she had never lost a match when she wrestled in her... other work.

Once her music started to play, Amalia smiled, giving her arms a quick stretch before stepping out into the arena, smiling and waving at the crowd. It was a lot larger than it was on TV, and quite intimidating. But it added to her excitement. She couldn't wait to get into the ring and tussle with her opponent. She wore a tight, very, very revealing unitard, which left almost nothing to the imagination. She also wore thigh high socks, which seemed to shimmer in the light of the arena.

Attire:

She wandered down the ramp, her eyes settling on her opponent. She was... definitely smaller than she was. She was kind of used to that. She was the biggest girl at her last job, it was only to be expected that she be bigger than most others here as well. Once she got to the ring, she rose up the steps, ducking under the top rope and into the ring, giving the pink haired girl a smile. She was adorable, and she couldn't wait to get her hands on her.

"Hey there, I'm Amalia. Looking forward to the... fun?" she said, the last word coming out rather seductively. She was no stranger to sex, so being or sounding naughty was something that came naturally. She stepped into her corner, keeping her eyes on the cute girl, waiting for the bell to ring so that she could have a go at her.

Makita eyes widened when she saw her opponent, she was quite larger than she expected. Makita knew very little about this woman, which meant that she was probably a newcomer to the league. She had no idea about her sexual experience, whether she had been in a lot of womanly encounters or was being thrown into this for the first time, which Makita was highly doubting with the choice of clothing she picked for this match, Makita knew that she wasn't going to have much of an advantage in the normal wrestling aspect of this match.

Watching her opponent walk to the ring and seeing her up close, it really put into perspective on the size difference between them. Makita couldn't help but feel intimidated by the sheer size of her opponent. Her normal style of wrestling was going to be extremely hard to pull off against a woman this big, which meant hentai was going to be very important in trying to even this match. Somewhere in the back of her head she was definitely sure that her manager; O.Van planned for this.

"Ye...yeah...let's have fun!" she let out, trying to sound as positive as she could. She wasn't going to let something like this convince her that this match was unwinnable. But that last word coming from Amalia did not help her remain settled.

Soon the bell rang as Makita left her corner. Thinking of a way to approach her larger opponent, Makita slowly circled Amalia to keep her distance from her. She didn't want to enter a lock up on an even setting...because due to Amalia's advantage it was going to be anything but even. Although having the goal of becoming better in hentai wrestling, Makita defaulted to her normal wrestling mind and thought using that of a way to take down Amalia as she tried to use her speed to rush Amalia, going low to try and pick the leg of Amalia, wrapping both of her arms around it to try and lift it and tip Amalia to the mat.

Amalia could tell from Makita's face that she was nervous, if not intimidated by her. That was just fine by her. That meant that she might just have a huge advantage over her if she was afraid of her. And, with their difference in size, she had no doubt that she'd be able to overpower the girl. And that would make it easier to get her into more compromising situations.

Once the bell rang, she stepped away from her corner, smiling at the smaller girl. "Don't take what happens here personally," she said simply, watching her circle her around the ring. Amalia watched her, her arms down. She wasn't worried that Makita would overpower her. That wouldn't happen. So, she wondered what she would do. She figured her best course of action would be to wait her out.

Which paid off pretty well. The pink haired girl rushed at her, ducking low and going for her leg, wrapping her arms around it and trying to knock her off balance. She got her to lose balance just a bit, but she didn't lose her footing.

"Gonna have to try harder, love," she said before reaching down for the girl's hair, trying to pull her off of her leg to a more standing position. If she got her loose, she'd then try to knee her in the gut.

It was only after she had crashed into Amalia's leg it was when it was apparent that she made a terrible mistake. Pushing her body into the leg, she realized that she was going to get nothing going as she attempted to try and back off before Amalia could take advantage of her.

But it was all too easy for the pink hair to be caught by Amalia's hands, her hands shooting up to grab the larger woman's hands by the wrists as she attempted to break out. Unfortunately all she got was a harsh knee to the gut. "Gaaah!" she gasped out, her hands immediately diving down to her stomach as she hunched forward. The knee to the gut was a lot more painful than she was expecting.

Violently coughing for air, she leaned forward against Amalia, her body leaning towards her opponent rather than away.

Amalia had to give Makita some credit, she was brave, diving at a woman who was bigger than her. But bravery didn't mean that it was smart, and she was about to learn that lesson the hard, and painful way. With her hands full of Makita's hair, she pulled her up to her feet before driving a hard knee into the girl's belly, forcing her to double over, leaning against her after the blow.

With one hand still holding the girl's hair, Amalia smiled down at the pink haired girl before bending over a bit, forcing the girl to look at her. "Don't worry. The pain comes coupled with pleasure," she said before pressing her lips against hers, trying to push her tongue into her mouth with a deep, sensual kiss.

Makita continued to cough up as Amalia still had a grasp on her hair as she was forced to look into the larger woman eye to eye. Her eyes would soon snap wide open when Amalia's lips seized hers. "Mmmmmph!" Makita let out in shock, feeling the tongue enter her mouth as her hands went up from her gut to Amalia's shoulders to try and push the larger woman away out of instinct. There was a few things in Makita's mind running at the moment. One was that she wasn't going to be able to push off Amalia off of her and second was that it was this situation right here was why she losing matches like this.

Her reasoning for this match was her attempt to fix that. Gathering whatever part in her that held courage, she moved her hands from Amalia's shoulders to the back of her head, wrapping ehr arms around her head to pull Amalia head closer to her, mashing their lips harder against one another. Her face flushed a mighty red as she was embarrassed about being this forward, but it was something she needed to do.

With the tongue of Amalia lashing around in her mouth, she sent her's forward to try and push it out in all of her novice ways. She didn't know about the proper ways for tongue combat of pinning and wrapping around one another. Instead she simply sought to try and get the invader out.

Amalia moaned a bit into the forced kiss, enjoying that Makita was reluctant to play along. She wanted her to enjoy it, but she also loved the chase. With the pink haired girl trying to fight her, pushing at her shoulders, it just made her want her more. It was only the beginning of the match, and she couldn't wait to make this girl scream her name.

As the kiss went on, Makita seemed to give in a bit, her hands finding their way to the back of Amalia's head, and her own tongue pushing back against her own. It was good to see that she was getting into the spirit. But, unfortunately for her, like she told her before, with the pleasure, there was also pain.

Amalia broke the kiss, giving the girl a wink before reaching down between her legs with one arm, while reaching over her shoulder with the other, trying to lift her up off the mat and then slam her down hard onto the mat with a scoop slam.

Makita was moaning into the kiss as she was feeling that rush. It wasn't like a normal kiss, a mutual show of affection. This kiss was a competition and Makita was taking to it like all competitions. Her heart started racing as she pushed more and more into Amalia looking for that advantage in their contest. However, she was yet to realize that there was other aspects in this match that could flip on a dime.

As Amalia pulled away, Makita found herself leaning her head forward to try and find the lips of her opponent once more before opening her eyes and seeing the wink of Amalia. That usually meant a bad thing was going to happen and before she knew it, she was lifted up and on to Amalia's shoulder so much as without a single protest. "Wh-whaaa? Aaaaah!" she cried out before being driven into the mat.

The loud smack of body to ring rang out as Makita cried out in pain, arching her back off of the mat before attempting to roll over. Her heart was still beating after that kiss, in her mind it got way too intense too quick for someone getting involved head deep into hentai wrestling. She needed a breather as she started rolling towards the ropes to help her get to her feet.

Amalia wanted to continue the kiss, but she knew that getting too into it wouldn't be good this early on in the match. She wasn't going to lie, she wanted so badly to just tease and fondle the pink haired girl right now, but she restrained herself. Doing that would be so much easier if she weakened her first. And that was half the fun anyway.

After slamming Makita to the mat, she stood over her, watching her writh on the mat. She harbored no hatred toward the girl, but part of her loved watching a cute girl writhe like she was. She was more of a pervert than she liked to admit.

Stepping toward her feet, she reached down and grabbed one of her legs. "Have fun yet?" she asked before trying to turn the girl over, trying to pull her into a single leg Boston Crab. She wanted to wear her down just a bit more before she gave her just a bit more pleasure. Mixing it up every few moves might make Makita break a little quicker.