Blondes in Heat - Yuudachi vs Michiko [LunarOcean and Teetsa]

Knock out, submission, or hentai

The entire day had built up to this moment; this explosion of firecrackers, flashing lights, and touched up footage from the old league, all part of the attractive young blonde's sprint through the entrance and into the sunny day. She paid little attention to the flashiness of her entrance; in the past, such things were distractions but here they were supposed to be a big deal. Truthfully, she didn't care; the agent could take care of that so here she was, zipping down the ramp with a huge audience cheering her on. It felt funny; she had yet to do much beyond slap their outstretched palms, honestly more excited for slapping around her opponent than some high fives.

Rolling into the ring and hopping up and down, the well endowed lightweight's chest notably jiggled and bounced; she was considered short where she was from but she looked far from fragile. While no abs were apparent on her belly, it was very well defined with a strictly defined plateau running down from her bosom to her waist whose sides sloped towards it in smooth semi-angular arrangement. Her arms weren't huge but when she pumped her fists subtle hints of curving between her elbow and armpit made itself clear. Her thighs did seem just slightly hefty; not quite plump but not worked over to the same extent as her body.

Yuudachi knew she'd be set up with another lighter, smaller woman and she'd hastily looked her up before today. She could only think of how she might feel underneath her... and if she was friendly! You could make friends fast after you got on top of them! After all, you needed to get close to someone to know them! She'd hop about in her corner, humming to herself and watching the runway very closely.

"Let's have a most wonderful party~"

Michiko rolled her eyes as she heard the fanfare of her opponent's entrance. She knew barely anything about her opponent, but she knew she was probably a naive newbie who she could probably trounce. Because, after all, winning was key and the only thing that mattered, and Michi had been on quite a roll lately. She waited until she got her cue and her theme song played.

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"Ricochet!" hits and Michiko started to walk out into the outdoor park, standing at the entrance while everyone booed her. Typical. They had grown to not liking her, and that was fine for Michi. She was here for herself, not for any of the losers in the crowd. Michi, clad in her jacket and her rainbow bikini bottoms made her way to the ring, the only things truly visible being her deceptively adorable face and her long, well-toned legs. The blonde entered the ring, casually walking up the steps and ducking under the middle rope to ease herself against her corner. She was well aware that she was supposed to be in a bikini, and to be frank she was getting rather steamy already from the sun basking down on them, but she wasn't quite yet ready to take off her jacket.

She looked over her opponent and rolled her eyes. Just a peach-haired dunce, just happy to be there. It should be easy pickings for her, Michi thought. The girl held up her leg straight into the air, stretching with a confident smirk on her face, giving her opponent a look at her flexibility and her perfectly sculpted leg, and then spiked it down back to the mat before moving to the center of the ring.

The referee approached Michiko and said, "Michiko, we can't start the match until you take the jacket off."

Michi gave the ref a glare and yelled, "Please, I know this! I'll take it off when I'm good and ready! Worry about her!" She pointed at Yuudachi, keeping her eye on her opponent, while the referee seemed confused about that reaction.

Yuudachi couldn't help but tilt her head at Michiko's rough reception; a part of her felt sorry but the girl looked tough and around her own age. She smiled at her, revealing her pearly white teeth and a grin that looked as feral as it did eager. Michiko was really pretty and her determined face; maybe she'd feel better after a few body pins. Yuudachi giggled at the though, hungrily eyeing her long and easily contorted leg; it reminded her a few girls from her old league, always showing off their legs. Her own thighs flexed but she didn't stick them out. She wished she had legs like those... even if she wasn't quite sure how to use them.

Strutting forth and flipping her hair back in a dramatically over-exaggerated fashion, Yuudachi placed her hands on her hips and leaned forwards. At once she looked like she was very cocky yet curious, tilting her head left and right. This girl had a really nice body! Really nice; she really, really wanted to rub against it some. But she didn't look like she would like it much; at least, if she was on bottom.

"Hai haiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii, it's Yuudachi here~" She chirped, showing off her own assets; her perky chest and her own smooth core. She flexed maybe a little too hard; her mouth was open to pant but it was clear she was packing. "Michichiiiiiiiii~"

She did a little bow and the referee had to hold back her giggles. This new girls was an odd mixture of young, bombshell, silly, and adorable.

She also motioned to an imaginary zipper on her own body, moving it down.

"I think yours must be pretty if you're hiding them!" She said, leaning back and forth on the balls of her feet. "Don't tease me now, because if you do I'll punish them for it later~"

Michiko watched Yuudachi's display just totally unimpressed, clearly not amused by her playful attitude. "Could you sound any more deprived right now?" Michi rolled her eyes and then scoffed, Michiko shooed at the excited girl and then turned her back to her. She started to unzip her prized jacket, normally not seen without it on, and she was making it a point to keep Yuudachi waiting to see her well well-toned body. When the blonde gymnast unzipped her jacket and started to shrug it off her her shoulders, exposing her voluptuous breasts and the rest of her rainbow bikini.

Spoiler:

A devilish grin then appeared on Michi's face as she took hold of her jacket and said, "I'd never tease you..." And then she turned and quickly threw her jacket at Yuudachi's face! She attempted to distract the peach haired girl so she could quickly follow up with a spinning roundhouse kick! It was a dirty and cheap move, but it wasn't below Michiko to do whatever was necessary to earn a win against any opponent.

Yuudachi shrugged off Michiko's insults. She just seemed grumpy Yuudachi was excited and having fun. She'd show her fun if she let her! She was sure Michiko would too... at least her unsatiable daydreams would after she saw that body.

Well, for a split second before she saw a smelly, sweat-scented jacket. Yuudachi squeaked in surprise, trying to pull it off of her face but was greeted by a sudden pain to her head that sent her tumbling to the mat, blind and dazed.

That dirty blonde! You were supposed to lock arms or boobs together! Then you got to chat before you did a more painful kind of locking! Yet she could play dirty too.

Her head really did hurt but it wasn't the first hard blow it had taken. The jacket had been tossed about but it still covered her face. Still, Yuudachi could peak underneath it to see her approaching feet. Her sight was a little blurry and she wiped her eyes, writhing on the ground to feign an injury worse than it already was.

She didn't like to be the sneaky one... but she was going to let Michiko know not to be such a cheater.

When Michiko neared, she'd shoot forwards with the jacket, wrapping it around both legs and then yanking backwards to make her fall on her back! She'd immediately follow by trying to pounce on Michiko for an early full body pin, attempting to make her feel Yuudachi's toned abs crushing into hers and her breasts smushing and slapping hers wildly!

Michiko let out a brief cackle of glee with her attack having worked like a charm. She loved it when a plan worked out. But then when she got near, Yuudachi had managed to get one of Michiko's legs with her own jacket! Michi managed to get the one leg out of the way, but the other sent her tumbling onto her side with a loud "Whoop!"

The blonde hit the mat and started to turn, only for this girl to jump on top of her and try to pin her down. "Wh-what are you...?" started Michiko before her eyes went as wide as saucers. As Yuudachi got closer and closer to applying the pin fully, Michi scrambled back further, as her opponent continually tried to continue applying the pin until eventually Michiko got to the ropes and began to hug the bottom rope and shrieked to the referee. "I'm on the ropes! Get her off me!"

Michi then started to kick her feet at her opponent, glaring angrily at her. "Get the hell off of me you disgusting girl!" She continued to hug the bottom rope tight. She didn't get what this girl was trying to do so early in the match, but she was hardly about to let her control the pace or try to get her jollies off on her by her own behalf.

Yuudachi had a devilish look on her eyes and her body felt heavy and sensual. Lust turned to teasing smugness and every inch of her well maintained tummy grinded against Michiko. Young muscles met, Yuudachi's nudging and dragging over hers in wild abandon, humping and rubbing every inch of her. Her breasts weren't mountainous but when they met Michiko's, there was notable strain as two comparable racks competed. Yuudachi's would forcefully roll over hers, stopping on top to squish before she rubbed her all the way back down.

Quite a few phones and cameras flipped out and some of the crowd laughed. Yuudachi's tactics weren't unfamiliar but it was her raw enthusiasm (and maybe a couple of nip slips) that was winning her over. Michiko trying to drag herself to the rope under a sensual onslaught only made Yuudachi's assertiveness stick out more.

She knew she wouldn't be staying on top for long. Before Michko grabbed it, Yuudachi pressed against her cheek to cheek, pinning her fully to the mat. She rubbed and hummed like a very cuddly pet, forcefully pressing her down as she gave her one last hard, fully flexed press, trying to force the breath from Michiko with a short but vicious series of belly thrusts.

After rolling off of her, she'd wink at the crowd and circle Michko, deftly avoiding a few kicks.

"Michichi is all flustered~ I'll remember this part for sure!" She teased, licking her lips. "Maybe you want more!"

She'd stick out her tongue before dashing forwards for a nasty chop aimed at her shoulders, attempting to make her stagger!

Michi continued to hold onto the bottom rope, glaring angrily at Yuudachi as she teased her. "Are you insane? I would never want more from some digusting, shameless tramp like you. Get over yourself!" Shouted Michiko, not wanting any more of that body groping from her opponent. She found herself very off put by how alarmingly quickly that her opponent was trying to rub herself all over her. Michiko waited for Yuudachi to move away before trying to remove herself from the bottom rope, but the peach haired girl wasn't about to give Michiko any room.

The blonde then waited for her opponent to come at her before trying a drop toe hold with the intent of dropping Yuudachi's neck on the middle rope! She was sure that this aggression from her opponent would be what she could take advantage of, especially if she left herself open so freely. She knew the kind of game this girl was going to play. One track mind, that one, and Michiko would make her pay for it.

Yuudachi's strike flew fast but Michiko was a bit more clever. Her head disappeared and soon Yuudachi's balance joined it, spotting her on the ground with her feet around the hungry pupper's legs. She stumbled towards the blue ropes and swung her hand around, barely catching it but not stopping it from smacking against the side of the ropes. It hurt and her air supply dwindled but she wasn't taken out so easily!

Reflexively, she stomped her other foot down and hoped to smack Michiko's thigh but Yuudachi if successful would try to pull back and regain her breath. This girl was smart, probably smarter than her... but could she adapt as quickly? Yuudachi smiled; it was nice to have a challenge!

"So grumpy Michi..." She panted out, going low and trying to read her body language. She'd approach cautiously if she could, her arms raised semi defensively. She'd need some way to get past her defences...

Michiko was satisfied with catching her opponent like that and immediately got distance from her, rolling her eyes at any more taunting her opponent had to do. "Spare me," said the blond dismissively. She waited a few moments, thinking up a new game plan for this match. The gymnast backed herself up against the ropes before propelling herself forward, throwing her arm back as if to attempt going for a forearm strike, only to try and shock her opponent by going for a dropkick to the knees of her opponent!

Michiko had shortcomings, but she knew how to keep her opponents off their game with a little planning. And if she would be successful at that, Michi would try to leap onto Yuudachi's back and attempt an armbar to keep on the offensive!