Kazuma vs Origa; Adventuring David vs Amazonian Goliath

Kazuma was shocked at Origa's exclamation. She had resisted the urge to beg at first so Kazuma began another foot job session with the bronze amazon and just like before he stopped right as she was about to burst and she still refused. Kazuma repeated this three more times until finally she gave in only this time she referred to Kazuma as her master this time. He didn't expect this tactic to be that effective on her. Her cries elicited a twitch from Kazuma's rod and large gulp in his throat as he never once thought in all his life a woman like Origa would declare him as her master, outside of a maid cafe at that. But if she wanted to go that far to sate her burning hunger then Kazuma would oblige.

Kazuma once again put his foot on Origa's sex and began to rub it, her hips began to buck almost immediately as he did. He rubbed his foot rapidly, not even bothering to grind his heel into her like he had earlier, this would be purely pleasure. Finally after a few more rubs Origa's hips shot upwards, creating a scaled down flooding of the Nile river in Egypt that erupted against Kazuma's foot. The ahegao she wore made it plenty clear to all that saw it that Origa may as well have been on the highest point of cloud 9.

Kazuma had to take a moment to process the scene as he never thought he could do this to Origa, even in his wildest virgin-induced daydream. The referee once again declared that Kazuma could pin Origa again so he pulled her away from the ropes by her legs, making sure she couldn't cause a rope break in her delirious state and layed down on her, using her breasts as a make shift pillow. He was completely unaware of what Origa was about to do as the referee began the count.

Origa barely even heard the bell from her lust addled mind as her body twitched and spasmed as her body struggled to remain conscious from such an explosive orgasm. Explosive is the perfect word for such a moment as from the area around her to Kazuma’s foot showed the aftermath of such an explosion. Kazuma’s constant pleasure and release method had built Origa so far up that when the dam finally broke she couldn’t keep herself contained any longer.

Kazuma backed away to what Origa believed was to admire his handiwork before a came back to grab her leg and drag her out of the corner. Origa gave a low sigh as she was dragged through the puddle that came from her release before she was plopped down in the middle of the ring. She released a puff of air when Kazuma’s laid his body on top of hers and used her dark breasts as pillows while the ref came back to slap on the mat again for the pin count.

What Kazuma didn’t know was that while Origa was drained from her orgasm she was also no longer distracted by the pleasure. So while Kazuma was taking his time admiring and dragging her around Origa was regaining her strength and waiting for the perfect moment. That moment came when the ref slapped the mat for two, she would suddenly use her arms to lift her shoulders up while her legs broke out of the bindings that loosened considerably from her earlier struggles. Thinking quickly she wrapped her thighs around his waist in a surprise waistscissors, she however did not realize just what the consequences of this action would be and while she would enjoy the pleasure in the next few moments she also knew what this means for Kazuma personally.

After all it’s not often that one loses their virginity in the ring.

When Kazuma first pulled Origa into the center of the ring and saw the enraptured look of ecstasy on her face, part of him wanted to take her right there and finally punch his V-card. There wasn't any rule that said he couldn't get Origa to orgasm back to back but before pinning her but she was such a great person; she was strong, smart, considerate, and perhaps a very erotic and suppressed S-switch. To use her to satiate his own desire, just for the sake of finally becoming a man, would've essentially been the same as treating her like a cheap sidewalk hooker.

So he crawled over her body and rested against it. He was a bit concerned given how his position put his still raging erection dangerously close to Origa's womanhood, one small push and he'd be inside her. But this night was memorable enough already for Kazuma with just the fact that Origa had taken his first kiss, he wasn't going to do anything that could compromise his relationship with her any further than this match might've. He relaxed as the referee began the count; one went by fast, but it was on two that Origa apparently decided to do something that Kazuma would never forget.

Origa suddenly shot up as soon as the ref counted two, Kazuma was so surprised that he nearly jumped off of her but before he could Origa wrapped her long legs around Kazuma in what could be called a waist scissors. Kazuma tried to fight it off but then he looked down and noticed how the head of his rod was touching the entrance to her shaft! "Origa wait! If you do tha-" Kazuma tried to warn Origa of what was about to happen but she grabbed his head and pulled it into her magnificent valley, muffling any further attempts to tell her of the impending "danger". Origa didn't even seem to care as she appeared to be on an adrenaline high after coming down from her sexual high.

One last push from Origa's legs and suddenly he felt a whole other kind of sensation, one that he had never felt before in all his life on his penis. It sent waves of pleasure through Kazuma that he never knew was possible. Origa herself released her hold on Kazuma's head and appeared to be silently gasping as much as Kazuma was, a crimson blush appeared on both their faces as it looked like Origa herself seemed to be feeling as well. Their eyes both slowly drifted downward, pushed by some unforeseen force and it was there that they both saw what it was.

Kazuma's dick was balls deep in Origa's womb......He didn't know if it was intentional or not but regardless Origa Xenia had made Kazuma Satou a man in the ring that night.

Origa legs snapped from her bonds and immediately wrapped themselves around Kazuma’s waist. She didn’t pay attention to her surroundings or where Kazuma was positioned, she was focused on putting Kazuma in the hold before her adrenaline ran out. It was because of this that she didn’t notice just where Kazuma’s sex was and how close it was to her own.

Origa heard Kazuma’s shout for her to stop but she just assumed that it was so he wouldn’t be crushed by her thighs and not an attempt to stop what was about to happen. She ignored his shouts and squeezed her legs, pushing Kazuma towards her. It was then the she felt something foreign enter her, causing her body to freeze.

Origa has been with men before but that was when she was expecting it. Now, when she made Kazuma a man Origa could not prepare herself and she released a guttural moan from the feeling of it. After taking a moment to recover she picked up her head and saw Kazuma in a mixed state of shock and bliss. “Hahh, a weird place to get your card punched huh?” Origa attempted to lighten the mood as she knew that this was probably a big moment for Kazuma. She gave him a moment to feel it before Origa began to squeeze her legs again. She gave a soft moan as she felt him move inside her and so as she squeezed him she then grabbed his head and attempted to smother him in her breasts. Hopefully weakening him for later.

Origa's light hearted question couldn't have been any more correct for Kazuma, granted there probably were weirder places for one to get their card punched but Kazuma sure as hell couldn't think of any at the moment. Kazuma knew that there was always a possibility that he and Origa would end up "connecting", he just didn't think it'd actually happen. The walls of Origa's womb were kissing and licking Kazuma's dick from every imaginable Kazuma was using every once of willpower he could muster to keep from cumming inside of her, painting her inner walls white with sperm. Origa seemed to notice this and instead of taking advantage of his momentary defenselessness she instead gave Kazuma a moment to adjust to the alien feeling he was experiencing.

Origa's consideration was indeed momentary for as soon as Kazuma had managed to suppress the urge she immediately resumed by increasing the pressure of the scissor hold she had made with her legs, as well as pushing Kazuma to go deeper into her. Kazuma was about to counterattack when she reached up and grabbed Kazuma's face and brought it into her breasts once more in an attempt to smother him. His head was trapped, Origa's legs kept him from going anywhere, the best he could do was struggle in her embrace. Kazuma's struggling was more "harmful" than helpful as his penis began to move about Origa's womb like a caged and shackled animal. Each of her bumps and folds sent surges of pleasure through him as the pressure on her womb increased, trying to subdue the wild beast. If Origa was ever going to take advantage, now would be the time.

Origa successfully wrapped her arms around Kazuma’s head and shoved him into her breasts while her legs kept him in place. This didn’t mean that there weren’t any troubles though as Kazuma’s struggles caused his dick to reek havoc inside of her. They were the movement’s of panicked struggling and not that of an experienced lover but that didn’t change the feeling for the both of them. While Kazuma relished in the feeling of being inside a woman for the first time, Origa felt him press against all of her sides and she could feel her lust begin to take over as the pleasure began to overwhelm her.

With this in mind she would hold Kazuma in her breasts until she felt his struggles start to die down. When she felt he wouldn’t put up much of a fight Origa would rock her body and flip the two over so that Kazuma was on his back and she was on top. From there she would grab both of his knees and use them as hand holds as she began to bounce on him in the “amazon” position. How fitting.

She would bounce and rock her hip on Kazuma’s organ, the both of them making lewd noises as they basked in each other’s pleasure. Origa herself could feel herself begin to build up again but that was nothing compared to what Kazuma was probably feeling. She could feel his cock twitch and throb and as she felt him begin to reach his peak Origa would give one sharp bounce down and then pop out of him as he cummed. If that happened Origa would sit back and take multiple deep breaths, all the while she heard the ref call out and say that Kazuma was eligible to be pinned again.

Kazuma's resistance began to weaken as Origa held him, the pleasure and air exhaustion taking it's toll on him which Origa began to notice. Origa took notice of this and rocked them both over, reversing their positions and finally releasing his head as she rose up to a kneeling position. Kazuma's vision was a blur as he looked up at Origa. She reached down for his legs, grabbing his knees and raising them up to use as handles as she began to bounce on top of him directly assaulting his rod.

Kazuma was a mess as he writhed beneath Origa, moaning and desperately holding on as she rode him like an amazon would a male captive in an erotic fantasy novel. Origa herself seemed to be getting a rise out of being in such a dominant position, most certainly her most dominant one this entire match. Her womb's walls made sure to squeeze him from base to tip with each bounce, eagerly doing it's best to milk Kazuma.

Kazuma's pleasure was reaching it's peak and Kazuma made sure that he fall off as with one final, definitive bounce she succeeded. She dove down and rose just as quickly as she did so and Kazuma's dick once again erupted, this time like a volcano, spewing his cum on everything within the area, including Kazuma himself. Origa herself was a bit away, watching the scene as she tried to calm down and regain some composure. "CLIMAX! Origa may pin Kazuma once more"! Kazuma watched with blurry eyes as Origa once again crawled over to pin him. The familiar sound of the ref's voice began to count once more as Kazuma felt Origa's heaving form on him.

ONE!..... Kazuma was weak....TWO!.......he needed to get up, he mustered what little strength he had left and tried to raise his shoulder. Hopefully he would make it before three.

Origa’s chest heaved as she took deep breaths and calmed herself while she watched Kazuma climax again. Origa would feel a small smile grow on her face as after she calmed her body down she crawled her way to Kazuma’s body and laid herself on top of his, going for a pin. She heard his tired panting as the ref slid forward and began to slap the mat. However like the first time she pinned him Kazuma managed to pick his shoulders up before the third count came shocking Origa.

Origa was rather surprised that Kazuma still had some fight left in him after all that has happened but unlike before Origa wasn’t going to underestimate his weakened state. The last time she did Kazuma made her cum twice back to back, She wasn’t going to risk it again. So she grabbed Kazuma by his head and shoulders and dragged him to his feet and to one of the corners.

Once she was there she placed him standing in the corner with his back to the turnbuckle. There she would take multiple steps back and charge forward and attempt to splash into his body again like she did at the beginning of the match. Only this time she stepped away from the corner to let him fall to the mat instead of pressing up against him more.

Kazuma didn't hear the bell ring or Origa's music play, which probably meant that he had just narrowly dodged another pinfall. Unfortunately Origa wouldn't give him a chance to celebrate as she quickly picked him up and brought Kazuma to his feet, guiding him into the corner again. She put his arms on the top ropes to support his weakened state before she took a few steps back and charged at Kazuma again, much like she did at the beginning of the match. Only this time her frame crashed in to his head on, her breasts colliding with his head actually packing some force that hurt.

Origa then stepped away, to size him up for something. Kazuma's head slowly looked up after it had fallen down from the impact. He examined her long legs that had a few cum stains on them from moments ago, her tone upper body shine in the light from the sweat she had worked up through out the match, and her face that had a combination of arousal and seriousness. To Kazuma her Brazillian beauty was on full display for all the world to see as she approached him once more, turned him around and lifted him up with ease. much like Rafiki did to Simba at the beginning of the Lion King. Origa placed him on the top ropes, facing the crowd. Kazuma knew she was about to do something big but with his mind still in a hazy state the best he could hope to do was survive.

When Origa crashed into Kazuma again she stayed there for a second or to to feel the contact of their bodies before she removed herself from him and took as step back and looked at her handiwork. While Kazuma gazed upon Origa’s tall tanned bod shining in the lights from the sweat that she had gained from this bout, she also looked upon him. His body while toned was weak and tired and cum from his most recent climax stained his stomach and chest. His arms were the only thing keeping him standing as they stayed hooked over the ropes and Origa felt that one simple flick would send him crashing down.

But Origa wasn’t going to do that, no. She had to make sure that Kazuma’s next climax was his last because if he got the upper hand again then there is a real chance that Origa was not getting back up. So she stepped forward and forced Kazuma to turn around and climb the turnbuckle until he was standing on the top rope. Origa turned her back to him and stood on the middle ropes while grasping his arms and holding him aloft. She was now in position to slam Kazuma down in a middle rope assisted crucifix powerbomb. Her height along with standing on the middle ropes meant that Kazuma would be slammed from incredible height. If she went unresisted then Origa would lean forward and send Kazuma to the canvas with a mighty CRASH!!