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

Makita cried out in shock at the touch of the breasts colliding with each other. Moaning out on instinct as that was one she could not stop, nor the feeling racing through out her body that was identified as pleasure. Curling her head inwards to lay on the front of Amalia's shoulder, she couldn't help but feel the bottom of her lip quiver with feeling how Amalia's soft skin of her boobs was washing and enveloping over own.

It was going to be the most positive thing she could think of in the next few seconds.

Eyes widened as she felt the arms of Amalia wrapping around her, Makita cried out in pain when she was pulled into a powerful bearhug. "Aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhaaaaaaa!" she moaned out as her arms was trapped and all she could do was thrash her legs about, trying to find a way free as she was forced to arch her back, forcing her tits harder into Amalia's as the crowd cheered at the skin ship that they were being treated to!

Amalia enjoyed Makita's little moan when their bodies touched. The contact of their skin was a wondrous feeling, and, looking at the pink haired girl, her skin was smooth and beautiful. She wanted to explore every curve of her little body, and make her moan her name. But that would come in time. For now, she was going to show her just what happened when she tried to overpower her.

Makita screamed out when Amalia squeezed her, her arms trapped within the hug as well. Se smiled, loving the sound of the pained girl's voice. Even when she was in pain, she was adorable. Amalia, while she squeezed, leaned her face toward her, trying to press her lips into the girl's neck, giving it a few light kisses before giving her a firm, yet light love bite. "Beg me to let go, and I might be nice," she said, her voice soft and seductive.

Makita was not in a good position...not that she was in any good positions before this point in the match, but that would be negative to think. Makita had to stay positive, there had to be a way out of this! Unfortunately for her, the fact that her breasts were being squashed by Amalia, giving a mixture of pain and pleasure was making cogent thought processing incredibly hard. The pinknette only moaned out louder when she felt the love bites of Amalia.

Panting heavily as she could feel her face getting hotter and fuzzier the longer she was trapped in Amalia's grasp. Her arms were trapped to the side of Amalia's body and was not going to break the grip any time soon as Makita panted. Thinking of going about it a different way, Makita instead tried to slide her hands down the body, moaning out as Amalia continued to squeeze. She couldn't fight Amalia head to head, that was never going to happen so she had to find other ways to try and nullify the advantage of her size.

That's why her hands were reaching for the swimsuit that was hanging on Amalia's waist. If she could grab the fabric and wrap it around her hands a few times for as much tension as possible, she would heave up, going for a surprise wedgie!

While Amalia squeezed the smaller girl, she gave her a few kisses and bites to her lovely neck. With how Makita had been thus far, she figured that she'd give her the pleasure of hearing her beg to be let go. It would have been sweet music to her ears. She loved being dominate, and she loved it when her sexual partner submitted to her. Eventually, she knew she could get Makita to that point. After all, considering how easy it was to get the girl to moan, she didn't think it would take that long at all. Before long, Makita would be her sexual pet.

Amalia moaned a bit when she felt Makita's hands trail down her back, the sensation making her body tingle. But then... "EEEP!" Amalia's eyes shot wide when she felt her one piece pull up tight into her ass. The sudden shock and slight pain made her grip falter, and she let the pink haired girl go, trying to pry the fabric from between her cheeks.

Makita continued to shake her head from side to side, trying to will herself through the crushing experience of Amalia's arms. She wasn't going to give in, not this early and not this easily! She wanted to be taken seriously, to be seen as a competent wrestler no matter the circumstances! That was her goal and her confidence was swelling as well as her lungs after managing to force Amalia to release the crushing bearhug.

Gasping for air, Makita saw that Amalia was busy fixing her suit and saw her chance. With her attention to the back, it left her front wide open as Makia lunged in once again. Her hand shooting for the front of Amalia's crotch, looking to seize the swimsuit once again and heaved upwards to wedge the fabric up into her sex! Although swelling with confidence, Makita knew deep down inside she was still hesitant on actually directly going for Amalia's sex right now.

So in the mean time, she stuck with what was working and using Amalia's own clothing against her was working out much better than crashing into the larger woman over and over again.

Amalia was confident that she was going to dominate Makita for the rest of the match. She wasn't going to let her guard down again, and she was bigger and stronger than her. So she wasn't worried about her countering her. But her overconfidence got the better of her. The pink haired girl managed to be sneaky, pulling her one piece right up her ass with a wedgie!

She ended up letting Makita go, trying to fix what she had done, but that left her wide open. The pink haired girl came right at her while she was on her but, grabbing the front of her outfit this time. "Hey! Let g- ohhh!" The bigger girl let out a surprised cry when her opponent now tugged her suit right up her pussy, leaving her lower lips mostly exposed as her outfit was pulled up tightly on both ends.

Amalia grabbed at Makita's hands, trying to get her to let go. The pain wasn't that bad, but it was incredibly uncomfortable. But as she fought to get Makita's hands free from her one piece she was left wide open for what the pink haired girl might try next.

Makita was on a roll and she wasn't going to let this moment slip from her fingers. She had the bigger woman under her control as she pulled up on the bottoms, hearing Amalia cry out a vast difference from her no selling the stripping earlier. Pushing her chest back into Amalia's, this time in her favor, for addition leverage in pulling up on the frontal wedgie. But simple pulling wasn't going to cut it. This was a hentai match and there was better ways than just a wedgie to sexually assault as Makita remembered.

She would attempt to pull up and down on the bottoms, trying to saw it and create friction to grind against Amalia's sex. She wanted to hear Amalia moan, not as an ego booster but as a sign to know that she was doing it right and making further strides in her hentai growth. But there was only so much she could do before Amalia started to fight back, grabbing on to her wrists and slowing down her assault.

Makita was searching through her brain for her next form of attack as Amalia was going to recover at this rate and turn the tables. She needed to keep the pleasure and pressure on her side. Thinking of a way to attack and defend herself at the same time, Makita attempted to slip around Amalia and attempt to take her back. From there she would press her chest into the larger woman's back before reaching her hands up to grab two handfuls of boobs and wrap her legs around her waist so that she was completely off of the mat and now clinging to Amalia!

As Makita pulled her suit up tight, digging it into her womanhood, Amalia tried to pulling her hands free, but she couldn't get her to let go. Her attempts at trying halted as well when she started using it to "saw" it against her pussy. The bigger woman let out a moan as the cloths rubbed against her clit, forcing her to let go of the girl's hands. She wanted to start going at Makita again but... she'd enjoy her attack for just a second longer.

Or, at least, she thought she would. Makita took advantage of Amalia's distraction and slipped behind her, pressing her lovely orbs against her back wraping her legs around her waist and reaching around and grabbing her breasts. Amalia smiled, letting out another moan as Makita fondled her, clinging to her back. She sat there for a few moments, relishing in the sensation, before finally deciding that she would have to counter her somehow. If she let her push her too far, she might not want her to stop.

Slowly, Amalia tried to rise to her feet with Makita still clinging to her back. If she managed to get up, she'd hen try to quickly back into the nearest corner, trying to smash the ink haired girl's back right into the top turnbuckle in an attempt to get her to let go of her. As much as she enjoyed the groping, she wanted to be the one doing it to her. At least for now.

Makita was panting as her breasts were pressing into Amalia's back with each breath, clinging on to her as hard as she could to prevent Amalia from breaking out from her grasp. She succeeded as Amalia did not escape from her, but instead she felt Amalia beginning to rise up. Makita's eyes widened but she should've expected this with how big her opponent was than her, her legs tightening around Amalia's waist.

Massaging harder into Amalia's breasts, she thought that somehow it would stop Amalia's rise and get her back to the mat. But here she was, on Amalia's back as she was standing up right in the middle of the ring. Her eyes got wider as she felt them moving towards the corner and was sandwiched between Amalia's body and the turnbuckle. "Gaaaaah!" she cried out as her hands and legs released Amalia and she crumpled in the corner, panting heavily as she dropped down to butt and was sitting in the corner.

Amalia, while she was enjoying what Makita was doing, didn't think it was wise to let it go on for too long. If she did, she might end up gaining a real advantage if she ended up enjoying it too much. She rose to her feet, and, with the pink haired girl still clinging to her, ran backwards into the corner, crushing the girl between her and the unforgiving turnbuckle.

Once she stepped away, Makita crumbled into the corner, falling down to a seated position. Amalia watched her chest rise and fall with each pant, realizing just how tired she must be already. Fighting someone bigger than you had to be a struggle. But she had to give her credit where it was due. She had heart, but it would only get her so far.

Amalia, with her one piece dangling at her hits, decided that, rather than fuss with it for the rest of the match, she'd just remove it. Slowly, she slid it down her legs, letting her shapely rear stick out, which pulled a few hoots from the crowd. Once it was off, she tossed it into the crowd, letting them fight over it if they wanted to, leaving her naked for all the world to see.

Putting her attention back to Makita, she contemplated what to do next. She seemed pretty exhausted at the moment, but she had a lot of fight in her. She wanted to make sure that she wasn't going to fight back when she tried to pleasure her. So, she stepped back to the opposite corner before getting a running start toward Makita, turning around last second, trying to drive her ass right into the pink haired girl's face.