The Hottest Hot Spring! Karen Vs. Rachel

Nude hentai match in an onsen
Win through submission only

Karen:

VS.

Rachel:

The scene was set, a dense mist hanging over the hot spring on a cool moonlit night. The AFW had rented out this special onsen in the Japanese mountains for a very special occasion, a match between two newcomers looking to make their debuts! On one side of the pool was Karen Takagaki, a brand new wrestler hailing from Las Vegas, of all places. The showgirl was extremely excited for her first match. And the setting could not have suited her better; her favorite part of Japan were the onsens, where she had many memories from her childhood. The ones from back then were not quite as luxurious as this one though. Karen sat on the edge of the pool, a thick white towel wrapped around her body, her feet soaking in the water. She was waiting for the signal for the match to start.

Karen did not look too impatient though. The nice scenery put her mind at ease. For such a debut, one would assume Karen to be quite nervous. She was to fight naked after all, filmed and shown to who knew how many people. And on top of that, sexual attacks were allowed, and the match was submission only. It would normally be something she would be very nervous to do, but Karen kept her composure and her cool. She gave a small smile to the camera and blew a kiss, before turning to face her opponent in the center of the shallow pool.

The pool itself had been padded to ensure that falls would not cause too much injury. The water inside was also only knee high. When Karen stood up, she found her footing rather slippery, even though the surface of the mats were rough. She took a moment to get used to her footing before taking off the towel around her body, tossing it aside in one swift motion. She stood fully naked and unafraid, looking rather proud with the way she held herself. She was ready for this match.

Rachel didn’t expect her debut to be this sort of match, in her mind, she expected the lights, the ring, the roaring crowd but she found herself standing outside an onsen, fighting her opponent in the nude. She wasn’t against it, heavens no, she’d meet a beautiful girl on the other side of the door, a nice hot bath and a match where sexual tactics were allowed inside, the model couldn’t ask for a better start.

Opening the door, the heat smacked her in the face, mist slowly escaping into the cool, mountain air, her gaze fell to the white towel hugging her body then to the flooring. Matted, of course, AFW didn’t want anyone to be injured, her gaze then meets the water, she could imagine it now, sinking in to that radiating warmth, oh how blissful. Stepping inside, she closes the door behind her, dropping the towel as she slips into the knee deep water, an exasperated sigh escapes her lips as they arch their back to the warmth.

It didn’t take long for the prideful naked woman to catch Rachel’s attention, the space-but turns to them, a smirk on her face as her hands lock over her hips.”Have you been standing there this whole time? gefällt was Sie sehen?” She’d ask, cocking her hip, their cyan gaze running over the woman’s features, impressed with their physique and well toned body but of course, she wasn’t her to gawk, she was here to win. Even if that meant getting her hands dirty and making them sing to her tune to possibly thousands maybe even millions of people, it didn’t matter to her.

As her opponent entered the hot spring, Karen took her time to admire her as well. She was tall and slender, built much the same as Karen except with maybe an added inch of height. And she looked toned as well, a bit more so than Karen even. The showgirl wondered what kind of background Rachel had before coming to AFW, as she was obviously not someone you just picked up off the street.

Karen's blue and green eyes crinkled up into a smile. "I haven't been here for too long. Just arrived a bit earlier to enjoy the water," she said, "It's been too long since I last visited a real Japanese onsen."

She walked through the water with the practiced grace of a dancer, barely disturbing the surface, stopping until she was face to face with Rachel. Karen wore a bemused smile on her face. Since Rachel was brand new as well Karen had no opportunity to research what her opponent was like. She seemed quite sure of herself though, which Karen liked quite a bit. It would be fun to see what she looked like moaning.

Karen extended her hand for a polite greeting. "I'm Karen," she said, "I'm sure we will have a very good time tonight!"

Their approach was graceful perhaps a bit more than her own, she showed signs of s dancer but that could’ve been just A figment of herbimagination or perhaps she had some practice with the art. It was comforting to hear she hadn’t been waiting long, Rachel was hesitant to even come tonight but the thought of meeting a new face, enveloping themselves in ecstasy, how could she resist.

She takes the offered hand and gives it a meaningful shake, like she’s meeting her photographer for the day or her company’s boss. Either way she shook with a purpose, exchanging a smile to the other newcomer ”I’m Rachel, it’s a pleasure.” She states ”I’d hope so, I wouldn’t want to leave here unsatisfied.”

The warm, steamy heat was already glistening her body with sweat, she hadn’t even been in here that long but it was taking its toll so early. The air was a bit damp but it was so bad that she couldn’t proceed, the other wasn’t sure how to really, perhaps she should just let her baser instincts take over?

That sounded too easy, besides there was a limit to what she could actually do here so it was best to keep that in mind.

Karen's smile widened a little after her opponent shook her hand. "No, we wouldn't want that!" She said, "We should both try and enjoy ourselves tonight. Come into the water, it's really nice!"

The showgirl took a few steps back to give Rachel room to slip into the pool. Karen wasn't the type to take advantage of her opponents. She wanted to make sure Rachel was comfortable and ready for their fight. They were both debuting after all, and even though Karen wasn't nervous there was no telling how Rachel felt inside. She hoped that Rachel was enjoying the scenery and the heat as much as she was.

Karen brushed back a few damp locks of hair away from her face. She was sweating a little bit, though she thought most of the dampness on her skin was from the mist swirling around her. It made her body glisten slightly under the ring lights.

"Are you ready?" Karen asked, beckoning for her opponent to approach her, "Let's get started!"

The subtle guidance into the pool was a nice touch, her gaze shifts about the room taking in its familiarity, pinpointing where everything was just in case. Then her gaze met thenmoutains and the starry sky, the view was absolutely divine, she wished that she could stare at this for hours but somewon else deserves her attention tonight.

She noticed the woman take a couple steps back but that was to be expected, this was a match not some date that she could hush over. Her mind rampant with thoughts of the match, of Karen, and what they had to do in order to achieve victory. Her heart had to settle for this, she had already promised herself not to turn away and she wouldn’t.

Her hands rubs up her face slicking back her damp hair, cyan pools lock onto her opponent, she was ready, ready for anything. The lights exaggerate the sweat on their skin, the moisture accumulating from the hot mist, Rachel eyed the woman hungrily as the beckon then to come to her.

”I’m as ready as I’ll ever be.” they reply, slowly approaching Karen, her hands raised and her body bent slightly forward as she’s on the hunt.

"Good!" Karen said, her blue and green eyes flashing as she settled into a loose fighting stance. Her opponent had settled into a hunched over stance as she approached Karen. The showgirl stood straight and proud, not taking any practical stance. She figured that in this kind of match, she wouldn't be doing much punching or kicking, so she didn't see a need to protect her head. Better to leave everything stretched out and loose, and use her long reach to her advantage.

This fight wasn't the kind that Karen was trained for. She had taken a lot of kickboxing classes back in the states, and considered herself reasonably good as a kickboxer. She wouldn't be able to kick nearly as well standing in a foot of water. No, this match called for the catfighting tactics she learned in the seedier parts of Vegas. She wondered how Rachel would handle herself in this kind of fight.

Karen remained defensive, stepping back as Rachel advanced, keeping her distance just outside her opponent's reach. She sought an opening, something that would let her get in and land a hit. She soon found herself backed against the side of the pool. Thinking fast, Karen would suddenly kick one leg up, sending a splash of water right at Rachel's face! She would follow that up with a quick step in, aiming to shove her opponent off balance and send her into the water!

It surprised her that Karen didn’t take much of a stance but she could only assume that she was only trained to takenone when in a real match or she was vastly underestimating Rachel. Which ever it was, the German would take the advantage or at least hope too with her slender form and readied position.

Each step she took was another Karen took back, step by step, inch by inch, she slowlycloses the gap only for it to be opened again. She knew eventually she’d lock them into a corner and in the moment she’d lunge but of course the show girl had other plans. With a fierce kick of steaming water, Rachel was taken by surprise as it splashed over her like warm skin, then came the shove that forced her back into the water, she had no defense to speak of and fell in.

She sat in utter confusion, how had she already screwed up like this? There wasn’t any time to question herself, getting to her feet, she’d cup both hands and return the splash with her own: a small wave of water flew toward Karen, if it distracted her, the German would step in, attempting to tackle her down and take the lead in their little get together.

Karen's little ploy worked wonders. The showgirl was an excellent kicker both from her dance experience and from her kickboxing training. She generated quite a splash with only a small movement of her legs, enough to get the opening she needed. She remembered how effective it was, and planned to use it often in these kinds of matches.

Karen brought Rachel down, but she hesitated to pounce on her to keep her pinned. It wasn't Karen's style to crowd her opponents like that, and she lacked the aggressiveness to win those kinds of fights. That gave Rachel the opening she needed.

"Oh!" Karen gasped when she got splashed right back. She turned her head and held her arms up to protect her face, which left her completely open to Rachel tackling her down! The showgirl hit the water with a big splash. She quickly tried to push her head above the water and scoot away, still trying to maintain distance between her and Rachel even as her opponent was on top!

It worked, it actually worked! The German was surprised that her plan had bore fruit and her she was, stationed on top of her opponent, with them trying to pull away from her which was a big no-no. Rachel presses her frame against Karen, her hands snaking up their arm to lock around her wrists, a grin cracking on her face as she whipped her hair from her face with a quick shake of her head.

She pants softly, the show girl was giving her quite the workout with her struggle but she wouldn’t let go, she couldn’t, the moment she did they’d be upon her, Rachel was keen on keeping this match in her favor. If she were able to keep Karen subjugated for just a few moments, she’d attempt to kiss the other, she could be an aggressive lover and wanted to use this to her advantage.