Tension Hentai #1 contender match: Frau Doktor Eirina vs. Eileen Sommers

Considering Eileen aimed to complete each and every match without so much as stumbling, awkwardly falling against her foes hips in an unsightly manner most definitely withheld a smile from forming on Eileen's lips.

Her arms around the girl, the force of Eileen's weight alone seemed to be short of actually making her German foe fumble. Worth a shot, she figured. Slowly with the sense returning to her, Eileen's thin but toned arms would seemingly look to hook around the nook of her busty foes knees, before such an attempt was made redundant by the redhead being forced straight. The dangling arms now out of reach of her foes vulnerability, Eileen instead found her fingers this time by no choice of her own once more grinding over Eirina's cheeks, as they sought something to latch onto.

Shooting a glare as fierce as to be expected from the redhead at this point, Eileen's eyes would only just resist the urge to drop to both heavenly pairs throbbing together; the fabric that contained either truly being tested now, as Eirina's dominant grip ensured her equally sized yet still insanely large pair pushed and smushed over Eileen's own breasts, until the addition of a lift forced the redheads to slide up and over. Legs somewhat cutely jiggling on their own, with that corpulent rump clad in black providing another amazing sight for the audience, Eileen found her efforts to swipe at Eirina in vain as well as back met canvas in pained fashion. Even more paining, although less physically and more psychological, was the fact Eirina's frame of course landed atop of hers!

"Rghhh..." Her eyes falling askew for the briefest of seconds as the dark-hearted redhead moaned, Eileen's preference for fighting words over actions was now apparent, as her body began to experience strain. Albeit, she couldn't imagine many would come off untouched from a belly-to-belly suplex from someone such as Eirina.

A little dazed, even then Eileen knew the chances of her foe willingly sliding off her where next to none. She knew how these things went; with the beauty now using her as a mattress soon likely opting to pin her wrists, or move atop Eileen's toned midriff for a seat of sorts, to unleash any number of painful or embarrassing moves. Keen to avoid damage where she could, the redhead would seek to lock both of her toned legs around Eirina's right, clinching them together at the ankles.

She wasn't squeezing, nor was the move particularly painful, but at least such would give the redhead a means of avoiding a scissor or attempt at a mount. Not that her situation as a whole was any less grim...

Eirina had successfully thrown her redheaded opponent up and over with a belly-to-belly suplex, having her landed on her back. She was tempted to ravage Eileen right after that, considering how appealing she looked at the moment. With her impressively-large breasts and smoking hot body, where was not to love? Well, her personality apparently, but that didn't mean Eirina wouldn't get a good fucking with her opponent.

Now that she had brought Eileen down to the mat, Eirina planned to mount on her midriff, wanting to pin her down and have her way with the sexy German's body. But, before she could accomplish anything, Eileen managed to trap her right foot, stopping her from maneuvering herself on top of Eileen, thus ruining her plan to molest her!

"Tch!" Now clicking her tongue with annoyance, Eirina decided to punish Eileen a little for being such an insufferable boob by trying to launch multiple forearm strikes right onto the redhead's barely clad, heavenly pair of breasts, planning to have them both popping out of their tight confine with those strikes. As she did so, she would grin down on Eileen, her face showing not even an ounce of mercy as she planned for something more sexily horrible for her!

Ravishing may have been the go-to strategy not only for a match type such as this, but with a figure such as Eileen's playing the part of victim, but given the redheads personality, such might of been unwise for ones health. Namely, the fact Eileen was still breathing.

Her keen prediction on how her foe would react seemingly both aided Eileen, and cost her, as the German atop of Eileen responded with utter fury that her attempts to gain such an advantageous position were already dashed. Her hands coming from their spread eagle posture far too late to be of use immediately, Eileen let loose a sharp, ear shattering yelp in tandem with each and every shot to her chest; her massive mammaries bouncing and jiggling as Eirina seemingly sought to play a jazzy beat upon them. Again, Eileen would have to commend the maker of her attire; had she been wearing anything else, then the monstrous beating Eirina was delivering would of perhaps not only flattened her chest, but outright forced them out into the open. With the former however still very much a possibility, Eileen attempted to weakly latch her own mitts onto her foes wrist, knowing that whilst her grip was neither strong nor firm, any efforts to halt her foes strikes would of aided her greatly.

Namely, in the fact she could breath again, given her own chest was no longer been pushed right back into her ribs and lungs!

Eirina was hoping to make at least one of those beautiful breasts of Eileen to pop out after enduring those merciless beatings, but much to her displeasure, as well as most among the crowd, her ample breasts remained within their confines, and when Eirina tried to double her effort, the redheaded German then grabbed her by her wrist, stopping her attempt to deliver more beatings on her mammaries. Sure, the grip wasn't quite strong, but it at least managed to stop Eirina's effort.

So, instead of continuing with her assault, Eirina decided to try a different approach by twisting her wrist so that she could slip her hand out of Eileen's grip before trying to grab Eileen's wrist instead. Still staring down on the beautiful face of her opponent, Eirina would then try to pin her hand next to Eileen's head, and would attempt to do the same on the redhead's other hand, so that she could pin both hands at the sides of her head.

Trying to shake her legs to make sure that they were no longer being trapped by Eileen's, Eirina would attempt to do what she was planning to do earlier; straddling the redhead's midsection while pinning down both her hands right at the sides of her head. If successful, Eirina was planning to stare down on Eileen's face to give her a smug, almost predatory smile, in her effort to tell her that she was the better woman among the two.

Eileen took solace in the fact that for Eirina to restrain the redheads own arm, she'd have to obviously use an arm to do it. In Eileen's posture, she would take everything she could get; including a preference of Eirina using her mitts to restrain Eileen a shade tighter rather than continue her merciless destruction of the redheads frame!

Still grunting of course from the posture irregardless, Eileen found her head shaking as her let loose that defiant roar; a roar that soon came to an end, replaced with baring teeth as clenched shut eyes transformed into a cold-as-steel glare. Her legs would not cave in as easily as her arms, but it did not fully matter. Given Eirina's intention was purely to lay atop the redhead, Eileen could offer little in preventing such!

"What the fuck...are you looking at?" Her cool, calm and elegant demeanour escaping her, as the attitude of a woman filled with nothing but scorn filled the body of Eileen. She'd raise her head as if to test for distance for a headbutt, quickly finding too much distance for such, instead opting to keep her head raised regardless as to maintain that glare. The fact Eirina's torso was pressing so tightly once more against her own didn't at all help the matter. Size of bust was irrelevant in such a posture; Eirina's had gravity on her side, and was thereby forcing Eileen's giant chest to not only mushroom, but begin to press inwards.

"Need a rest already..? That why you're lying down..?"

Eirina giggled when she beheld her redheaded counterpart's frustration upon being pinned down and put under her mercy. Smirking at Eileen below her, she would then say, "Aw, what's the matter, you big baby? Don't like it when you're the one below, hmm?" She couldn't help but taunt her red-haired opponent just to see how she would react now that Eirina was on top of her. Feeling that this might be her chance to overwhelm the other woman, Eirina decided that it's time for her to have her fun with her body.

Humming a catchy tune, Eirina would start rubbing herself against the body of Eileen. She wanted to enjoy feeling the curvaceous body of the redhead to its fullest by mashing her own body against hers. She had learned this particular trick after meeting one particular youngster, and she would like to test it on the redhead. All the while, Eirina would look into Eileen's eyes, smiling the smuggest smile she could manage just to add some indignity in Eileen's situation. The redhead's hands had been pinned down next to her head, and Eirina was convinced that there's no way Eileen could escape from this predicament of hers, or so she thought.

Again, given the simple act of struggling beneath her foe would of made it appear as if Eileen was indeed the weaker of the duo, Eileen's lack of movement was surprising to all but herself. Unless she could muster a crisp and clean means of escape, the redhead simply wouldn't do it. Anything less would of implied there was difficulty on her part.

Thereby kept perfectly still and motionless some-parts by Eirina, most parts by her pride, Eileen's fierce glare would be her German counterparts response, believing as ever herself to be above answering such questions in the first place. Eyes holding their lock upon the figure that now had lowered her to the measly position of mattress, the crowd and perhaps Leo both would be treat to the spectacle of two buxom, toned frames grinding together, all in the effort of earning a shot at gold.

With nothing but a stoic act upon her side, Eileen opted for the simple response of applying said act to her grinding predicament.

Simply put, she would try and withhold all response on her end to the gorgeous Eirina grinding upon her, so that in her mind, it would appear as if her foe was nought but a horny school girl!

Biting the inside of her lip, eyes clenching as she withheld all signs of arousal even as Eirina's mighty set began to stiffen Eileen's own, a short gulp would be taken as Eileen attempted to assume the role of someone unhindered even in such a saucy position.

"I'm...curious..." She'd moan, literally trying to shake what she felt to be a mild blush forming upon her lips, before her head settled again. "Is this your first time...?"

Much to her confusion, Eileen didn't react to her rubbing her own body on hers. Under different circumstances, Eirina might believe that Eileen was just withholding her reaction just to spite her, but due to having to deal with Eileen's difficult personality, Eirina couldn't help but feel the blow on her self-esteem. After seeing Eileen being non-reactive like that, Eirina decided to go for another approach where she believed would elicit a reaction from the other woman.

"Let's see if you still can keep that bitch face if I do this!" Eirina exclaimed as she would bring Eileen's hands above the redhead's head and use only one hand to keep her hands pinned on the mat. She clenched both Eileen's wrists together with her left hand, leaving her right hand free. So, that would allow her to bring that free hand to Eileen's breasts so that she could attempt to expose her tits from their confine.

But, because of her using only one hand to pin Eileen's hands down, it would be much difficult for her to keep those hands pinned. It's possible for the redhead to free her hands from her clutch while Eirina was trying to uncover her breasts, but Eirina was so determined to try making Eileen react to her touch that she didn't consider the possibility of Eileen freeing her hands from being pinned.