Kazuma vs Origa; Adventuring David vs Amazonian Goliath

Kazuma felt Origa Grab his arms and extend them wide, setting up a crucifix, and put her back against his as she stepped onto the middle ropes. After a moment she then leaned forward and dropped Kazuma forward, planting him in the canvas with a thunderous crash that felt like it reverberated in ears. The pain was unreal and made Kazuma writhe about like he had lost all control of his motor skills. It definitely would've crippled lesser opponents and left them completely defenseless as Origa imposed her will on them but that pain was also like a large bucket of ice water coming down on Kazuma.

Kazuma was dazed and confused after that intense orgasm Origa had worked out of him with her "amazon" position. Her body splash cleared a small fraction of the fog that covered his mind but after having been dropped by that Crucifix powerbomb, while painful, it cleared just enough of it for Kazuma to regain his senses. He rolled onto his back and heaved; his body was battered, his organ had been milked, and yet he still felt like he had at least one good move left in him. His fate was in Origa's hands and depending on what she did next it may determine how this match would end.

Origa fell to her knees as she used her momentum to send Kazuma to the canvas with a great and mighty crash. The amazon watched and winced slightly as she saw Kazuma roll and spasm violently on the floor like a fish out of water. She hoped she didn’t hit him too hard and accidentally broke something but she had to make sure that he was out and wouldn’t be able to get back up so she can hopefully end this match.

From her knees Origa crawled over to Kazuma’s naked body and proceeded to look over it, wondering on how she was going to finish him off. With her growing lack of energy the giant went with a simple but effective means of pleasuring the boy, she jerked him off. Taking hold of his dick with one hand Origa began to pump her hand in long slow strokes, trying to make it so that he could enjoy his final orgasm. With her other hand she planted it on Kazuma’s chest to keep him pinned in place as she finished him off. Every now and then she would dart her eyes at his face and give a small wink before returning to her original purpose.

Kazuma shuddered as Origa stroked his dick in a slow, steady rhythm, trying to revive his exhausted organ. She intended to have Kazuma enjoy what could very well possibly be his last orgasm of the match. He felt her place her free on his chance to keep him in place and when Kazuma looked up at her she flashed a small smile, followed by a caring little wink as if trying to tell him; "You've been through a lot this match. Let's finish it like this."

In all honesty he would've loved to end the match like this. There were certainly worse ways it could end but, if Kazuma gave Origa the win like this, could he truly say to Origa that he had done everything he could in this match later? Origa was a fierce competitor and even though this match was technically her least favorite kind to compete in she still managed to hang in there, overcoming drowning in her own sexual pleasure on several occasions to make Kazuma's first Hentai match one that he would certainly remember.

With that thought in mind and a small apology to Origa in his heart, Kazuma took hold of the arm she had been using to keep him in place and before she could begin to question what he was doing he shot his legs up and wrapped them around her head and arm and locked in a Triangle Choke Armbar combination, intent on weakening her so he could try and wrap it up on his terms.

Origa had a small smile on her face as she slowly stroked her opponent into his final orgasm. She could hear his pants and moans as she pleasured him and it only brought a brighter smile to her face and her blush to brighten. Kazuma is probably the first opponent who made her enjoy a hentai match in a non humiliating way and while she would have appreciated to have a normal match with him, she doubted that after this match was finished nothing would be normal between them again.

She could feel his cock begin to twitch as Origa’s strokes got faster and more into the rhythm as she felt him nearing his edge. Seeing this Origa focused more on her pumping than actually holding him down or watching for a counter, seemingly thinking that Kazuma was going to ride this out to the end. This was not the case however as suddenly Kazuma threw himself into motion when Origa least expected it.

“Wha-MMM!!” She cried out in shock as suddenly Origa’s arm was stretched and Kazuma’s legs wrapped around her neck. Her arm was yanked away and Origa was trapped in a triangle choke that pressed her cheek again his erect rod. She was forced to smell his excitement and sweat as her painfully stretched her arm out and her other was forced to keep her balance on the canvas so she wouldn’t topple over. Was this Kazuma’s last stand or did he have something else in mind?

Origa was certainly surprised as she began to struggle in the hold, trying to find some way to loosen or break it completely. Kazuma was desperate and tried to hold the lock like he was holding on for dear life. Finally after a few moments Origa's resistance began to lessen to the point that it looked like a child trying, and failing, to throw a tantrum. Kazuma released the hold and with the little strength he had he rolled Origa off of him and on to her back.

He crawled around to her legs and took in the sight of her heaving form, trying to draw in as much air as possible. He then looked down towards the thing that he had grown more intimate with over the course of the match; Origa's womb. It was still leaking some of Origa's juices, to Kazuma that mean that she still wasn't satisfied and after interrupting her hand job he wasn't satisfied either. Origa took his virginity in this match and she showed no hesitation to use her sex as a weapon against his. Surely she wouldn't mind if he used it to try and satisfy her, right?

Kazuma carefully lined up his dick with the entrance to her womb and began to push into her. He shuttered as Origa's walls rapidly came to greet him like a group of hotel staff members did a popular returning guest. He shuddered as he felt them move against his rod once more however since he was the one in control this time he felt like he had a bit more control of his urge to cum. He began to move his hips back and forth to try and pleasure her as best as he could. Origa began to moan and move her hips in sync with his meaning Kazuma had to have been doing something right. But despite her current state, Origa was a fighter and she would certainly show Kazuma that she wasn't going to lose her what was probably her best Hentai match ever.

Origa tried to pull away and escape but Kazuma had her trapped. She struggled to breath and any air she gained passed by Kazuma’s dick and carried on his intoxicating scent. Her free arm flailed and her legs kicked all hoping to find some form of leverage to escape but she could find none and gradually her struggles began to die down. When Kazuma thought that Origa was pacified enough he opened his legs and rolled her off of him and onto her back.

Origa flopped onto her back taking big gulps of air and coughing slightly, her chest rising and falling rapidly as she tried to get her faculties in order. Kazuma used this opportunity to crawl his way to Origa’s legs and after a moment of watching her stunning body opened them wide for access to her wet snatch. There he aligned his sex with her own and with one powerful thrust entered her again.

“Haaaannn!” Origa released a lewd moan as Kazuma’s Origa entered her for the second time this match and began to thrust inside of her now on Kazuma’s terms not her own. Origa’s breasts bounced with each thrust and soon Origa was feeling herself begin to reach her peak yet again. But her match couldn’t end like this, not when she was so close to winning so she took a gamble that she hoped would pay off. Suddenly Origa would send her arms forward and push on Kazuma’s chest to knock him off balance. If that worked then without even leaving him Origa would reverse their positions to where she was on top and he was on bottom in a cowgirl position. From there Origa would bounce herself on Kazuma’s dick in the hopes of getting him to cum, she hope her earlier handjob did it’s work because if he didn’t cum soon then she would and she didn’t know if she would have the energy for another.

Origa's arms shot forward and used some of the the little strength she had left to push Kazuma on his back as she rose, switching their positions like it had so many times before in this match. She had him mounted once more, this time in the cowgirl position and began to bounce up and down on Kazuma's dick, her bust bouncing freely above Kazuma. He could feel the urge to cum rise inside of him as he grabbed hold of Origa's hips and continued to thrust up into her, running only on instinct at this point.

But the way her womb's walls began to expand and contract on him told Kazuma that she like him was on the verge of climaxing too. At this rate it was going to come down to a race for who wanted it more. They began to lose themselves in the heat of the moment; there was no referee, no crowd, or even an AFW, it was just the two of them and Kazuma was 100% okay with that. Finally it was time and with one last thrust from Kazuma and one last bounce from Origa they came at the same time, with Kazuma shooting his hot cum into Origa!

"CLIMAX! BOTH COMPETITORS MAY NOW PIN EACH OTHER!!! The referee's voice sounded like a distant echo to Kazuma as he looked up at Origa's form above him as she began to lean forward towards Kazuma.

Origa bounced on Kazuma’s lap with wild abandon, her dark breasts being a sight to see for the crowd. She rode Kazuma’s dick as if it was the last train out of town and her body began to shake with each bounce. Origa’s tongue fell out of her mouth at some point but she didn’t care because she was acting on pure animalistic instincts right now and those instincts were telling her to make the boy beneath her cum.

But that was a double edge sword for as she saw Kazuma’s face and feel the throbbing of his organ signal his coming eruption. Origa too could feel her walls begin to clamp tightly and her hips begin to shake as her end came near too. It would be a photo finish that many perverts only would watch closely to see who truly did burst first but that didn’t really matter to Origa or Kazuma’s for at that moment they both felt complete bliss.

Origa barely heard the announcement of the referee and she soon lost the strength to stay upright as her chest fell and crashed upon Kazuma’s, her mouth panting beside his ear as her hips twitched and felt the throbbing of his dick still inside her. The ref thinking that Origa was going for a pin slid beside the two and slapped the mat. “ONE....TWO....THREE!!!” the referee signaled for the bell and the match had finally come to an end and in the amazons favor.

Origa pressed her hands onto Kazuma’s chest and pushed herself up to the cheers of the crowd as she experienced what was probably her first hentai victory. She smiled tiredly and let her arm be raised by the referee as she basked in her win before she looked down on her now former opponent. “That hah was a good match kaz. You almost had me there hee hee.” She giggled before she leaned down and gave him one last parting kiss. “Consider that a second place prize.”

She then lifted herself off of the boy, her sex freeing his organ with a small moan before she stood up, gathered her clothes and proceeded to walk back up the ramp and into the complex a winner.

Origa's body landed on Kazuma but after orgasming like he did he had no strength in him to push her off and go for a pin. The referee came around and began the count and all Kazuma could do was lay there and listen to Origa breathe against his ear.

"ONE!...TWO!...THREE! The ref counted, the bell sounding more like a large church bell than a ring bell to Kazuma. The crowd cheered as Origa was declared the winner as she picked herself up, celebrating her first Hentai match victory on top of him. She then looked down and upon seeing him leaned down and kissed him telling him it was his prize for second place. The kiss was sensual and unlike the one she had given him in the match was caring as her tongue entered his mouth and danced with him, even allowing Kazuma's to enter her mouth.

After a moment of that Kazuma watched her break the kiss and pull herself off of him, his organ free and tired. She quickly gathered her clothing and left the arena as the crowd cheered. Kazuma finally lifted himself off the canvas and began to gather what he could; his pants, which he put on, his mantle, and the remains of his shirt. Kazuma's mind raced as he thought back on what had just happened and smiled; sure he lost and finally got his card punched, but Kazuma couldn't help but remember the smile Origa had on her face as she celebrated her win. To him that smile made the possible humiliation he was going to be receiving the next few days worth it.  

"Best day ever." A day that started off with a tour ended in what would probably be one of the very few losses Kazuma would ever be happy to have taken and he was okay with that as he made his way to the back.

Winner: Origa Xenia