Yori vs Ataru - Special rules cage match (complete)

Nestled in the enveloping confines of Yori's breasts, Ataru blushed at her soft teasings. Her lips almost brushing his ear as she was cooing lovingly at the almost defeated little opponent.
The cute boy was being lulled into aroused sleepiness by her tight bosomy embrace, and his little hands squeezing Yori's butt nicely suggested that he was slowly succumbing to her motherly charms...and suffocating breasts.

"Mnfff...nnpfhh... @///@". But, even if sleepy and sexy and seduced in such sensuous smother, Ataru was not merely aiming at copping a feel on Yori's beautiful butt before she would lull him to sleep. Far from just indulging in the undeniably pleasant smoothness of ger curves, his groping hands were really trying to prepare a last desperate counter:
Taking advantage of Yori's unsteady balance on the bottom rope, Ataru got a good hold of her hips willing to react with a blind spine buster.
If everything seconded his plans, Ataru was surely going to take part of the stunning impact because of his face still nestled in Yori's bosom, but it was always better than the imminent KO that was claiming his drowsy mind.
"Mrghfffffh...! 0///0". With a faint groan, the cute boy tried to push himself out of the corner while bringing the voluptuous opponent back first into the mats.

Yori was smirk down she was pretty sure to this point that she had won this match already and that her opponent wouldn´t come back this time. She took this chance to look around. She looked through the cage and to the fans. She saw that they loved this match just as much as she. This match would be good to make her name know around here… and make her popular. That would be great… when she was known and popular she would have even more fun matches.

But she underestimated her opponent. Suddenly she felt how she was lifted up from the ropes and hold up for a moment. Yori would rip her eyes wide open, before she would scream out shortly in shock. In the nest moment she was already going down, and her opponent was hitting her back first into the floor. This made the mature woman scream out loudly in pain. She would bounce of the mat once time after she hit it before she would finally stay down. She would lay there and moan out loudly, while holding her back. Ataru was really able to surprise her there.
 

As planned, Yori's back suffered most of the damage from the spinebuster slam, though Ataru received a sort of embarrassing backfire by her ample breasts slapping around his face one last time before he would be finally released by her cleavage smother.
"GASP..! Unnffhhh.. unffff... 0///0". The young boy would roll out of Yori's broken submission, laying at her side and breathing heavily as they were both facing up. Yori's long breast smother had drained most of his stamina together with his air supply, which made him more than happy of this brief chance to literally take a breather.
"uff uff.... you almost had me there... 0///0", he admitted with a breathless voice to the dazed beauty laying at his side, trying to inhale as much oxygen he could during this short break while his blurry vision took some time to re-focus.

With Yori still groaning and rubbing her sore back, this could be a good moment to capitalize, maybe trying to pull a couple more moves in order to furtherly tenderize the strong motherly wrestler. But on the other hand, his resistance was close to its limit as well: when he rolled close to the ropes using them for support to stand up, each of Ataru's muscles felt soft and slightly numb, an inevitable effect of oxygen deprivation.

Maybe the wisest thing to do was to try and climb his way up to victory now that he could, he thought looking around for a slight moment. Then he headed to that same corner where he had been trapped and smothered until moments ago,  climbing up there. Once on the top of the turnbuckle, Ataru was planning to continue and finally escape from the steel cage, though his weakend state was making his movements very weak, and the success of his free-climbing quite unsure.
Moreover, most of the audience were enjoying the match too much to desire such a sneaky end to it! Some were booing at him, a few others were cheering for Ataru, many were encouraging Yori. But the absolute majority of the fans were just chanting and yelling "WE WANT MORE! WE WANT MORE!"

"Umpf, Tension fans are the most spoiled...! 0///0". Ataru looked up to the top of the cage, which honestly looked far to reach, then down to Yori... then the excited fans, and back at Yori again, wasting further time in such hesitation.
Turning towards the ring, the young Japanese took a long sigh, preparing for a big aerial move. "Unff.... I'm going to regret this... but the gods of wrestling hate cowards after all... HERE I COME....!!!".
Rising a finger to the sky and with that self-encouraging yell, Ataru jumped for a flying frog splash from far above the turnbuckle.

Yori was trying to recover as fast as she could. That spine buster took out a lot of the life from her and I made her breath heavily. Now ataru got the upper hand again, what was really for her dislike. The mature woman would try to pet the spot of her back where her opponent hit her onto the mat. She was moaning out loudly while she was down on the floor.

Suddenly she noticed how the boy was getting up from the mat right next to her… that wasn´t good… that wasn´t good at all. She wanted to stop him, but she just couldn´t do it, she was pulled down by gravity and pinned to the floor from it. Her whole body was hurting right now. So she just could watch how her opponent started to climb up the ring ropes in the corner, but when he was on the top turnbuckle he stopped, while the crowed was getting louder and louder. She was surprised how loud they became suddenly and it seemed like it made the boy stop for the moment and turn around. She saw how he was looking down to her and suddenly was lifting his arm up into the air. That was really bad!

Suddenly the smaller one launched himself up into the air and started to fly high up. Yori needed to swallow when she saw him up there, the lights shining at him from behind. It was looking pretty cool… but only if you don’t know what was coming next.

Suddenly the directing the boy was flying changed and he was coming down toward the laying YOri…. He was crash-landing right across. her making her scream out loudly in pain, when the body of the boy was pressing her rips together and pressed out all the air from her… YOri was crying out loudly after the move was down…

"Uuunffhhhh....!!! @.@"
The crushing impact was quite hard for both parties. Ataru's fall was partly cushioned by Yori's voluptuous body, but it was still painful and breath-taking to himself as well as he was literally bounced up by Yori's curves, finally ending ontop of the female wrestler across her curvy body.

His worn down face would rest on her soft bosom for a few seconds, bathing it with his warm labored breathing as the young male needed more than a moment to recover. His ribs surely weren't going to thank him for such brave stupid fly later.
Slowly pulling off from Yori's frame, Ataru would refrain from asking if she was ok this time He had learned that she hated that, and he had also experienced the consequences of acting so condescendently on the strong mature woman.

It took a while for Ataru to get into a kneeling stance, forcing Yori to do the same. Both contenders had low levels of strenght and stamina, so pulling another big move was out of question at the moment.
Facing each others on a kneeling stance, Ataru opted for a much simplier, and honestly not very strong  bearhug, clinging his arms around Yori's waist and squeezing them closer to each others, in what resembled a sweet affectionat hug more than anything.
"N-Nnffhhhh... 0///0" , he would let out a faint moan, his face blushing from the now familiar, but always alluring closeness with Yori's curves.

Yori was crushed under her opponent after he came falling down from the sky and pressed out all the air from her. She didn´t though that Ataru would pull something like that off, he didn´t seem much like a highflyer. But it was not the hardest move he had pulled off against her… but still it was painful for her and made her see stars for the moment. She would need some time to recover from that one.

But Ataru didn´t want to give her this break she needed to badly right now… Instead he was forcing her to get up from the mat and get onto her knees, what lead that the two wrestlers where facing each other at the moment.

Yori would be sway a bit on her knees because she couldn´t hold herself up at the moment. She would look at her opponent with glassy eyes for a moment, before suddenly she felt how he warped his arms around her hip. The mature woman would fell how he was taking her into a bear hug. She would directly cry out when he started to press the air out of her… it wasn´t so strong as the last bearhug he put her into… but she wasn´t so fit as back then. Normally she would break out of this one no problem, but right now she was pretty worn out.

After she was some time in this bearhug she would lean backwards looking up the sealing while moaning out, almost quietly… she was so weak at the moment that the moaning wasn´t sounding so painfully. She didn´t had the strength to fight back at the moment… she would need some time to find the strength for that…

Ataru would groan faintly as he kept the kneeling bearhug locked in, occasionally flexing his arms to try and put some squeezing force into the hold. He was aware that he was not exerting a strong pressure, but it was still enough to keep the upper stance for now, and Yori was seemingly unable to strike back for now, according to how she was arching backwards with each time he tried to squeeze harder.

Soon Ataru realized that he could not keep his submission locked much longer: The contenders were now lingering in a tender embrace that was basically pointless, if not to recover some energies. Well not really: Ataru's arms felt more fatigued from just holding the arching back voluptuous frame of Yori.

Thus, the smaller boy decided to gently release the bearhug, which left him kneeling with Yori's legs on each side of him, slightly leaning forward to catch his breathing.
"Maybe I might try a boston crab from this position...", he finally thought after several seconds, going to hook his arms around each of Yori's legs.
But it was taking him a lot of time to just prepare the starting position to try it... and taking so long while lingering right in the middle of Yori's thighs could reveal not to be a great idea.

The mature woman was hanging in the arms of her opponent like a big ragdoll. Breathing became very hard for there because of the bearhug of her opponent. He was looking up to the sealing with an empty look on her face. The lights were burning down to her and where hurting her eyes pretty badly… but she couldn´t get out of this right now. So she would keep moaning out loudly trying to fight against the pain for the moment.

Luckily after some time she felt how he was suddenly letting go of her, she didn´t know why because he got her there. All he needed to do was hold her longer in this hold to hold her down long enough to escape, but she was kind of happy that she let go of him. The mature woman was slowly falling backward down to the mat so she was lying right in front of Ataru, breathing very heavily. She was still looking simply upwards.

It was pretty useful for her that Ataru took a break as well before he tried to set something up again. He lifted up her legs, but this time yori didn´t want to just take it. Instead she started to warp her legs around his hips, before trying to force him down to the mat with her. If successful the mature woman would try to put as much force onto her opponent as she could and as her les allowed her. She would bit her lips and tried to focus on pressing the life out of him with the leg scissor. Normally she would tease her opponent a bit in this situation, but she couldn´t she needed to focus completlly on keeping her legs together here.
 

Ataru was not in his best conditions himself, as Yori could easily tell when she wrapped her long thick legs around his waist and brought him down to the mats with relative ease.
"Uhh... gasp...! Ngffhhh...0///0"
Taken by surprise as he expected Yori to be basically defenseless, he was now squeezed by her thighs, which could constrict his lithe body with considerable pressure even at this point of the match.

Groaning in breathless distress, the cute boy would try to pry apart those luscious legs but, between his own worn down state and Yori's smooth skin made shiny and slippery from sweat, his hands couldn't get any good grip, not achieving anything better than to run along those long beautiful thighs with an apparently loving caress.

The worst part was that while he was groaning and squirming, Yori was in a relatively comfortable reclined position laying on her side, which allowed her to recover some energies while squeezing out Ataru's strenght. In a way, it was like the boy's remaining stamina was being absorbed and given to Yori now that he was a prisoner of her leggy embrace.

Yori looked down to Ataru. He really disliked it to be in this position… but that wasn´t a real surprise. Who would like it to be compressed in a situation like this? YOri know how bad the boy wanted to win this match and how happy he would be if he would be able to do it. But the same was going for the Mature woman, she had something to prove here and she wouldn´t go easy on him just to make him happy… that would be something she couldn´t let happen.

The mature woman tried to breathe in deeply. She tried to catch her strength again to end this match later. But right now she would wear him down in this hold.

Yori would hold her opponent like this for some time. She would lean her head backward, then suddenly after she thought she had rested long enough she would open her body scissor and release her opponent out of his prison, while rolling away from him to get on her knees. After breathing though deeply she would look over to him. With a small smirk on her face she would ask him then. “Hay Ataru… you still got enough left to go on?”