Kazuma vs Origa; Adventuring David vs Amazonian Goliath

Kazuma was surprised that his massage was proving to be more effective than he thought as she began to melt into him and less force was actually being forced onto him, apparently her nipple was quite sensitive. But despite all that, it didn't create the room he needed to get out of the corner. So he took a deep breath and decided to bite the largest bullet he had ever faced. He snuck his left hand underneath her other arm and began trace her smooth thigh and hip until it reached her "shorts". Slowly he snaked his hand underneath it and his hand was now just now hovering over her unprotected womanhood.

He was about to do something he didn't think he'd ever do in a professional wrestling ring, part of him was afraid but his amateur massage wouldn't keep Origa satisfied forever, so with one quick breath, one that drew in some of the perfume like shampoo scent in Origa's hair he plunged two of his fingers into Origa's womb! The moment he did Origa's hips nearly exploded off of him. He began to thrust his fingers in and out at different angles in order to gauge which angle would cause her the most "distress". While his fingers did that his thumb slowly traced and played with Origa's clit. Her hips were beginning to buck violently, was Kazuma seriously about to get the first orgasm of the match?

Before he could find out Origa suddenly dove forward in order to get out of Kazuma's hands. Kazuma was stunned for a sec by her desperate attempt but quickly recovered and slipped out of the ring to rethink his plan. As he did he noticed that his hand was covered in Origa's juices. The scent it gave off and the shine it had in the light had a kind of hypnotic event on Kazuma as he slowly put the fingers in his mouth and tasted the juices.....and you know what? He liked it.

The caramel giant lost a lot of the strength she had before as Kazuma massaged and played with her breasts. Her head fell back as she let out a low coo and her nipples began to poke through the material of her corset, something that was a tell tale sign at how much her body liked it. While his movements and mannerisms were amateurish Kazuma more than made up for it in eagerness when he found out how much Origa’s body melted at the touch.

So lost in the haze Origa barely felt her opponents other hand glide across her hips and tanned thigh and sneak underneath her wrestling shorts like a thief in the night. Origa coo’d as he rubbed over her fresh sex with his fingers, but that all changed when he took two fingers and plunged them into her folds. “OOOHHHH!” She cried out as her hips shot forward in response. Her eyes had widened in shock but her hips bucked for more and Kazuma obliged. While he continued his massage on her breast most of the pleasure came from what was going beneath her pants. Kazuma used his fingers to pump and explore Origa’s lower half while his thumb made sure that her body could not cool off as he rubbed all over her clit.

His work bore fruit in Origa’s juices beginning to leak out and run down her thighs and her hips began to buck. All the while her mind fought desperately to escape from his amateurish clutches. Eventually with great strength of will she ripped the offending hands off of her and dashed away from the corner. She only made it a couple of steps away before she collapsed on all fours breathing heavily as she tried to cool off her body.

Kazuma looked over at Origa, who was on all fours in the ring. Kazuma had some mixed feelings seeing her hot, bothered, heaving form. He had had initially thought that he'ed get her in this state through a combination of successful attacks, not amateurish breast massages and fingering. He didn't realize it right away but he was smiling as he could still feel the tight wetness of her inner walls clamping down on his fingers. No! Calm down Kazuma! Focus on the match now, lewdly fantasize later!

Kazuma got back into the ring and slowly approached Origa from behind, using his patented Lurk technique. He was pretty good at being sneaky went he wanted to be so once and right now he was moving in to ambush Origa. Once he was close enough he jumped forward and onto Origa's back and attempted to rap his arm around her neck in a sleeper hold! Granted he could only win the match by climax followed by pinfall but he needed to wear her down and what better way than to try take the air out of her much like she did to him. He hoped that the bulge in his pants wasn't too noticeable to her. Needless to say Origa was surprised and began to try and shake him loose.

The situation got a bit of a laugh out of the audience as it looked like a mother gorilla or koala was trying to shake off her overly clingy child. Kazuma needed to do something to try and get control of the situation and properly lock in the hold but what? Then he notice Origa's Elf-like ears and a thought occurred to him. It was a bit of a stretch but in a lot of the romantic media that Kazuma had seen that had elf characters they had pretty sensitive ears. So Kazuma scooted up a bit and lightly bit down on one of Origa's ears, beginning to nibble on it!

Origa briefly stopped in her tracks and Kazuma felt her tremble beneath him. It seemed to have an effect as he began to hear her try and stifle some noises from her mouth with her hand but Kazuma decided to try and blow on the ear. Once again her body shook and Kazuma began to let his guard down as her struggling began to lessen.....if only he knew what Origa's next move was going to do to him, maybe he would've backed off sooner.

Origa had collapsed to her hands and knees as she panted and tried to cool her body down. She could feel her juices that ran down her thighs from Kazuma’s work and the thought of him doing that again made her shudder in both dread and a small part anticipation. She was so distracted that she didn’t notice how the crowd began cheering louder as Kazuma re-entered the ring and began to lurk behind her, planning to take advantage of her weakened state.

Suddenly a small weight landed on her back and she felt an arm wrap around her neck in a sleeper hold. Origa gasped and with one arm began to try and pull away at the offending arm and began to shake wildly in an attempt to get him off of her back. Literally. Origa momentarily paused as she felt his bulge rub against her back and she let out a small gasp from it before she refocused and tried to remove him again. This went on for a few moments and drew some laughter from the audience until Kazuma scooter up her back and went for something she was absolutely not expecting. Her ears had always been a genetic defect from when she was born and while not stereotypically sensitive like a real fantasy elf, that doesn’t mean she’s immune when they’re played with.

“Ah!” She gasped when she felt Kazuma’s teeth latch onto her ear and began to nibble and lick at it. She bit her lip to try and silence herself as she felt him lightly pull and lick at it, causing her to hear all the lewd sounds that came from it. While a growing part of her was thinking that he should just let the boy have his way with her Origa’s mind reminded her that this was a match and so with the arm that was prying away at Kazuma’s arm instead latched on and held in place as she began to stand up. When she stood up at full height Kazuma looked like a monkey hanging off of a tree, but this tree was about to crush this monkey. Making sure he was firmly in place, Origa then jumped and fell backwards to the canvas. Her plan was to crush the boy between a rock and a soft place and force him to let go of her.

Kazuma thought that the he was taking a bit of the fight out of Origa as her resistance began to diminish but she quickly proved him wrong. The arm that she had been using to try and pry his off her throat instead firmly latched onto his arm. Kazuma didn't like where this was going and tried to use the leg that wasn't latched around Origa's waist to try and attack her and bring her back down again but she secure that leg too and rose to her full height.

Kazuma had climbed his fair share of trees before as a child but not a large Amazonian one that held onto him like a snake. While he was probably just a few feet off the ground to him he felt like he was several stories high! Kazuma gulped as she turned her head to look at him over her shoulder. The look in her eye began to make a bit of fear start to bubble up inside him. He felt compelled to ask her what she was about to do as he looked into her eye, despite probably already knowing exactly what she was about to do.

"Going down?" Kazuma managed to squeeze out, and Origa gave a short giggle as she replied "Way down." before falling backwards exactly as a tree did when a lumberjack cut it down. The crowd cheered "TIMBEEEERRRRRRR!" as she did and sure enough Kazuma found himself crushed between this mammoth of a tree and the ring. His back took most of the impact, followed shortly by his head taking a small bit of it too. Not enough to knock him loopy but enough to stun him as Origa took his now relaxed arm off of her neck and stood up once again, looking down on the damage her tag team move with gravity did to him.

To Kazuma she looked like a goddess, the way the ring lights shined down on her made it look like a divine radiance was coming from her, which made him an offering or a sacrifice for her to do with as she saw fit.

With the aid of her good friend gravity Origa was able to send the both of them down to the canvas with a loud BANG! She could hear Kazuma gasping and wheezing in her ear as all the strength in his arms and legs left him and laid limp against her body. Taking a small breath Origa removed his limp arm from her throat and rolled over off of him and to her knees. She stood over him in the lights like some Egyptian goddess of his dazed look at her was any indication, something that made her giggle at the thought of.

“I told you remember?” She whispered as she began to crawl over to him and leaned down to his bare chest. “I wasn’t going to go easy on you, no matter if you showed me around earlier. Plus consider this a bit of payback for what you did in the corner he he.” She giggled before she gave a long kiss on his abs. When she finished she slowly and sensually kissed and licked along his chest and stomach, she traveled down his belly and kissed around his belly button before putting her tongue in and playing with it before she began to travel up. She kissed her way up to his chest and circled one of his nipples and then gave it a full kiss.

As she kissed and sucked her hands rubbed along his sides and slowly moved his arms above his head and pinned them. Eventually she lifted her long legs over him and straddled his waist, giving a low moan as her hips brushed against his bulge. Slowly after playing with both nipples she traveled her way to his neck and nuzzled into it and pressed her chest against his. “Mmm. Do you like this?” She whispered before giving his neck another kiss.

Kazuma watched with baited breath as Origa lowered herself to all fours and started to crawl over to him and leaned down into his chest. She reminded him of what she had said to him hours ago, before she left to prepare for their match and then tauntingly told him that she was going to get some payback for what he had done to her in the corner a few moments ago. Kazuma shuttered and expected her to start wailing on him with her fists or start slapping the hell out of him but what she did shocked him even more than either of those.

She began to kiss his abs, and from there Origa began to sensually kiss and lick various parts of Kazuma's exposed upper body. Each one made Kazuma shudder as she methodically traced his chest and stomach before kissing her way down to his bellybutton. There she boldly stuck her tongue into it and began to play with it. Kazuma did his best to suppress a surprised yelp as the foreign entity that was Origa's tongue tickled the inside of his button.

Kazuma thought that was the worse of it but Origa quickly proved him wrong as she once again travelled up his chest, stopping over one of his nipples and that was when Origa really let Kazuma have it. She started to lick around Kazuma's nipple and gave it a full kiss before she suddenly, and without warning, bit down on and started to suck on it. Usually it was the other way around but Origa didn't seem to care about that in the least. Kazuma couldn't help but let out his voice now and he couldn't even try to cover it up as Origa's hands, which had been feeling up his sides, had taken Kazuma's arms above his head and pinned them there. She then shifted her attention to Kazuma's other nipple and began to have the same fun that she had had with the first one. Kazuma couldn't help but flashback to a decision he had made earlier.

When Kazuma first got into the locker room earlier to prepare he said to himself that while yes this was a Hentai match, that he wouldn't go overboard with it. During his very brief "scouting session" he saw how Origa would get one-sidedly squashed in each Hentai match and wanted to give Origa a fair chance to prove herself. Now, he couldn't believe that the woman that he had seen in those videos, the one that had been so nervous about stepping into the ring with him one the shuttle bus was the same woman who was now straddling his waist and brushing her firm ass faintly against the large erection that had formed in Kazuma's pants and was now was demanding to be released from it's confines. If she was this confident against a less sexually skilled opponent imagine what she could do to someone that was more so.

Finally after what felt like forever Origa stopped and travelled up once more this time she nestled her head into Kazuma's neck as she pressed her magnificent, yet thinly protected bosom into Kazuma's and asked him a simple but terrifying question.  

“Mmm. Do you like this?”

Her whispered voice sent tremors through his body and filled him with dread. How should he respond? If he said yes Origa would surely know just how much she had gotten into his head but if he said know Origa would've known that he was lying and most likely crank up the "intensity" as punishment.....He had know choice but to answer yes.

"Y-Yes, p-please do more." Kazuma choked out. He heard Origa begin to chuckle before rising up and laughing out loudly. Kazuma was embarrassed but maybe he could use this new found confidence of hers against her. This was the first time she was truly in control of a Hentai match, she was sure to make a mistake eventually and if Kazuma could hold out long enough for that moment to come he would try and turn the tables on Origa. It was easier said than done, especially since there was one part of his anatomy that was threatening to outright betray him. So he took one deep breath, and one giant gulp and excepted that, hopefully, for the next few minutes Origa was going to completely have her way with him.

Origa let out a soft giggle when she heard Kazuma’s answer to her question. She knew that he answered truthfully because the twitches of his body would have given him away if he had lied. Origa detached her lips from his neck and looked over him briefly, giving him a small smile at his flustered state. With her hands still keep his pinned Origa decided to do something for Kazuma. “That was the payback for the corner. You said that you never kissed a girl right?” She jokingly asked. “Well consider this a reward for showing me around earlier .” She whispered before she leaned down and let her lips fall onto his in a dominating kiss.

For a while her tongue wrestled with his own and at some points would even fight back against her before she grinded her chest into him to keep him docile. Eventually after many moments of tongue wrestling her lips separated from his, the only thing connecting them was a thin string of saliva. Origa panted in his face as a bright pink blush shone on her face, Origa had never been this dominant in a hentai match before and she was constantly trying to keep from losing herself in the pleasure.

Deciding to change things up Origa let go of Kazuma’s hands and would turn herself around. She would wrap her long dark legs around Kazuma’s neck and squeeze briefly to lock in a reverse headscissor to keep him in place. Her hands on the other hand traveled down to his wrestling shorts and after a brief moment of hesitation pulled them down. His dick popped up like a flagpole and Origa was shocked at how hard he had gotten, was what she was doing really making him feel this good. After staring at it for a moment Origa moved one of her hands and grasped the base of it and began to rub up and down giving the man a handjob and hopefully overwhelming him with pleasure.

However as she felt Kazuma begin to reach his peak Origa suddenly stopped and released him from her hold between her legs. Standing up she circled him for a moment before stopping at his head and looking down at him. “I’m sorry but we can’t end this match now, we only just started so let’s give these people a show.” she giggled as she pick him up by his hair and then flipped him onto his shoulder for a quick body slam to keep him stunned.

Shocking didn't even begin to describe the sequence of events that happened to Kazuma in a few short seconds. Origa's laugh died back down into a giggle as she lifted her head to look at Kazuma's face, flashing him a small but beautiful smile. She then asked him if he had never kissed a girl before, Kazuma recalled telling her that little bit of information on the bus to try an ease her fears about the match. Before Kazuma could ask her why she brought it, Origa suddenly forced her lips against his as a reward for giving her the tour earlier........Kazuma's eyes slowly grew wider and wider as he realized that Origa had just forcefully taken his first kiss!

Origa's tongue suddenly forced it's way into his mouth and began to try and wrestle Kazuma's tongue into submission, much like she was trying to do him. Kazuma's tongue tried to fight back against the foreign invader for control of Kazuma's mouth, the clash inspired Kazuma to try and struggle free of Origa's grasp but almost as if she read his mind she began to grind her breasts into his chest. This was bad, Origa was literally sucking the air out of him and she had him almost completely immobilized. Fortunately just as he was about to feint Origa released the kiss, a long string of saliva keeping the two of them connected.

Kazuma looked up at her as she heavily panted in his face. They were the eyes of an amazon alright, but one that was the furthest thing possible from being "Crushable" at the moment. When Origa released the hold that she had on Kazuma's arms he briefly thought that this was the moment he had been waiting for, unfortunately that was not the case as she quickly turned around and wrapped her long, dark, and beautiful legs around Kazuma's neck in a reverse headscissor! Kazuma was once again locked in place only this time he had a view of Origa's amazing, amazon posterior. Before he could enjoy it though he felt Origa's hands grab a hold of his pants and after a moment of hesitation she pulled them down and his erection was free for all the world to see.

Kazuma heard Origa gasp at the aroused male organ in front of her before she reached out and grasped it before beginning to pump it, giving Kazuma a hand job. Kazuma quickly found his hips beginning to buck much like he had done to Origa earlier. She said that the kisses, licking, and sucking of his upper body was the payback for the corner but in Kazuma's opinion this was the real payback. His body felt like it was on fire, he knew was about to cum in Origa's grasp, a few more pumps was she needed to do..... but just before he could Origa stopped and released her headscissor on Kazuma's head.

She then stood up and walked around to Kazuma's head giving him a bit of an apologetic look as she told him it was a bit too soon to end the match so she reached down and grabbed a handful of Kazuma's hair and lifted him up as easily as an expert farmer pulled carrots out from the ground. She then quickly picked him up and threw him down to the ring floor again with a quick body slam.

Kazuma raised his body in pain as he slowly rolled on the floor. It looked to him that Origa's game plan was to switch between putting him through heaven and hell; She would seduce and pleasure Kazuma only to blueball him and batter his body. With each each near climax Kazuma's frustration would grow until all Origa would probably need to do was give him the smallest bit of pleasure and make him experience the largest climax he would ever have.

Kazuma needed to get away, so he slowly began to crawl his way over to the ropes.

After she slammed Kazuma to the canvas Origa realized how easier it was for her to give pleasure than to receive it. The caramel amazon didn’t show it but Kazuma’s touch earlier had nearly made her his toy, it was only through luck, inexperience and the fact that he got cocky that she was able to counter his hold and go with an attack of her own. She shuddered to imagine what he would do if he was still in control, which is why it is imperative that she remained in power.

With that in mind Origa turned and watched as Kazuma’s naked form crawled his way to the ropes and for the moment she wouldn’t stop him. Instead she would let him make his way up the ropes before she finally stepped forward and grabbed him by the back of his head. Using her other arm she would reach between his legs and pick him up into a torture rack. There she would press his back down on her shoulders and walk around the ring, showing everyone the strength and power of the amazon. After a couple of presses her hand would move from his thigh back to his flagpole and continue her work from earlier.

With each pump Origa listened to Kazuma’s moans and feel his twitches. Her head would turn and kiss at his cheek as she held him in his grasp. The moment that she thought he was about to burst Origa suddenly dropped him unceremoniously to the canvas. “What did I say. It’s still too early Kazuma.” She chided giggling as she stepped away from him and leaned on the ropes so he could cool down for a moment.