Lucky vs Estelle: Called Out!

Rules: Hardstyle Hentai Endurance Match:
First to make the opponent cum best of 5 times wins
Both Wrestlers must retreat to a corner after each orgasm for a minute.

Lucky was actually kinda surprised by this turn of events! It had been just a little while since she had actually been... you know... challenged by someone directly! ...In fact... Besides Maddie, with whom most of their actual "matches" were unofficial, and Jinx who went and invaded her apartment, there really hasn't been ANY who wanted to fight her outright... or at least went through such a direct route to do so! When she had gotten the text that she had a challenge, there was no way she was gonna turn it down! It was in the evening, when Lucky was getting ready for bed, did she get this notification, the cheerleader flicking it open and finding the name of her would-be opponent: Estelle. Oh BOY did she tuned in for those matches! They were just so much fun to watch and there was so much skill in reversals and counters to be had... Lucky had been trying to find the time for more matches between her duties and her art and stuff... but it was like trying to find a hay in a needle-stack: Like... impossible! Well... by the grace of whatever god was up there, the cheerleader had found one spot READY to be filled... and Lucky had enough influence to negotiate the rules! Once everything had been in order, Lucky would go to bed with a smile on her face, WAITING for her first non-official match in a long time...

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And just like that, there it was! Before Sakura knew it, she found herself the day of her fight and she couldn't have been more excited!  So much WORK... not enough relaxation... In a way, going out there before a crowd and fighting was the closest thing Sakura had to respite in a LONG time, the closest thing she'd have to FUN even! Champion-status was starting to wear on her, this she couldn't deny... It was kinda like a cold-plated cage... if it were a skin-tight, non-flexable bodysuit... HOT... but not really comfortable...

NONETHELESS, Sakura would step out before the audience with a BIG, sparkling smile, waving and blowing kisses for the crowd as she walked down the ramp! If there's one thing she won't ever take for granted, it would be the roar of the crowd, the number of people HAPPY to see her! Its almost as if she could hear that number grow with each appearance she makes, an unintelligible sea of chants all directed her way! Almost made her want to tear up sometimes...

BUT NOT TODAY!

Appearance:

Spoiler:

Climbing into the ring, Sakura would wave with both hands enthusiastically towards the equally giddy crowd, the cheerleader's smile as wide as it could be!

"...I like my job..." Lucky murmured to herself as she moved over to a corner to lean against it. "I really do..."

Estelle sat in the lockers room, securing her over the knee boots while thinking on her last text her manager sent her. It was direct, even for Masako’s standards: “You asked for matches. You are facing the champion. Better be ready.” There was some feeling of unease growing up inside Estelle concerning her manager’s behavior lately. It was as if the woman was growing scornful against her for some reason, trying to have more control than she should over her client. Estelle may be a sweet and caring woman, but she was also raised in a world of business sharks, so she had a strong will and a very sharp set of teeth. No one but herself would have the final decision on anything concerning her career.

Those grim thoughts weren’t going to help Estelle in her upcoming match. She was facing the hentai champion, the top of the cream, the best of the bests! It could be a dream come true for any hentai wrestler aiming to make a shot for the belt in the future. For Estelle, her career as a wrestler was something she had fun with. She would do it as long as she enjoyed it, but pursuing titles or glory wasn’t appealing for her. Instead, the Swiss wanted to meet really interesting and hot women, having a good time in the process, and getting to meet the hentai champion was a promise of… a really good time.

Now on backstage, Estelle gazed at the distant figure of Sakura, oogling from afar but unable to get a proper look at her. She was biting her lips from expectancy, but the wait wouldn’t be much longer. When her theme started, Estelle made her way down the ramp with a catwalk worthy of a supermodel, but using some of her time to greet her fans. She could feel how that night she was the away team based on how enthusiastically people had cheered for Sakura. It was only logical for everyone to root for their champion, but she had her good share of fans as well after the latest developments in her career.

Entrance theme:

Estelle's attire:

When she finally made it to the ring, Estelle went to the center of it, so eager to have a look at her rival up close. Her surprise wasn’t small. After so much time thinking about how the hentai champion would be, finding her to be a 5 inch smaller than the Swiss woman with a sweet look on her face was something she wasn’t expecting. She looked small and innocent, with a playful air to her but also sweet looking, like candy in a flashy wrap in her cheerleader outfit. Estelle thought about what to say. Should she remark on how different Lucky was to the picture of her she had on her mind? That would be terribly rude, so in the end Estelle would settle for her classy and warm demeanor. Doing a bow to the champion, Estelle’s locks cascaded down her face when she leaned elegantly. When she recovered her stance she looked at Sakura. “Nice to finally meet you, Sakura. My name is Estelle. Let’s have a good time tonight.”, she ended with a sultry wink.

It was one thing to watch Estelle's fight from a camera's angle but it was another to see her make her grand appearance in person! One of the first things Sakura noticed about her was her attire, that it seemed to resemble street-fashion more than a wrestler's uniform! There was plenty of skin showing, no doubt for the crowd as it was for Sakura herself, but there didn't seem to be much of a theme the way other fighters rock it! Jinx looked like an adorable, evil (and also scary) cat girl! Gaster played the part of a Dark Lord of evil from an anime! Lucky herself chose the outfit of the cheerleader because it was both GLAMOROUS... and it brought her back to simpler times, reminded her of her more modest, fun-loving roots! In a way, her attire kept her grounded... Would be a hard ask to get her to change it!

There was also a maturity about Estelle that Lucky hadn't noticed until she climbed in the ring with her and it wasn't just because she stood a GOOD BIT taller! The way she carried herself... it was a different kind of beauty and aura than Sakura herself offered to her opponents! Lucky was a cutesy, sweet-heart, girlish kind of fighter, someone would fill one with energy just by watching her move! Estelle... She was so much more subdued, quiet and cool than the cheerleader, almost like a finely carved statue that could move... and talk! Her beauty was like Sakura's only in the sense that it came from both looks and behavior, Estelle possessing a quiet elegance that Sakura just didn't possess! In a way, the cheerleader was far more girlish, acting like those maybe 3 years her junior, girlish...

...While Estelle possessed a far more womanly charm... It reminded the cheerleader so much of Natasha-sama...

"Oh... um... Yeah~..." Lucky responded, her words stumbling out of her mouth as her cheeks flashed pink! "...Thanks... I hope I'm everything you hoped for!"

...It wasn't an official challenge for her belt so WHY would she have to maintain a face of confidence? Besides... Sakura wasn't a great liar anyway... Moving back to a corner, Sakura would wait for the match to officially begin, the cheerleader doing everything she could to suppress her embarrassment!

Estelle was trying her best to hide her initial surprise. Being used to the business environment from her previous career she was really good at concealing some thoughts that could work on her detriment, and this wasn’t any different. The only mistake in here had been Estelle’s, so the Swiss was feeling a little bit guilty about it. Her preconceived notion about how a hentai champion should look and act clashed directly with how Lucky really was, but her way of thinking also reflected a simplistic way of viewing things, and Estelle couldn’t help but feeling embarrassed about her mistake. She was now resolved to make up for that, even if Sakura never got to know about her first error.

But there was some other powerful contrast Estelle was noticing at the moment. While Lucky looked like a little, sweet and bright cutie, something in her eyes and in how she posed, moved and how she responded to Estelle stumbling on her words and quickly retreating to her corner to wait for the beginning of the match with an embarrassed look on her face. Could it be that the champion was feeling a little bit hesitant? Estelle wasn’t a stranger to her partners feeling a little bit… overwhelmed by her soft and mannered way of approach, but in this case there was something more, something was on the champion’s mind threatening with ruining her experience. If Estelle had a choice, that wouldn’t come to happen.

The bell rang and the match started, but instead of mounting her guard Estelle just walked across the ring until she was close enough to Sakura they could talk. Then the Swiss formed her best warm and comforting smile, looking directly at Sakura’s eyes to show how serious she was about this. “The only thing I expect from this is for you to enjoy this time with me as much as I want to enjoy my time with you.” No more words or gestures were needed. At some times Estelle was famous for her winking or blowing kisses to friends and rivals alike, but in that case she only wanted to honestly comfort her rival before what was coming. "Shall we begin?"

Estelle really WAS full of surprises! Once beginning of the match had been signaled, Sakura dropped down into a defensive stance, ready to begin the fight... but her opponent didn't do the same! In fact, she acted as if there wasn't a match to speak of at all, walking RIGHT up to the champion with seemingly no concern for her own safety! No guard, no apparent caution in her body language... It wasn't exactly UNcommon when it came to most hentai matches but in this one, where the possibility of being beaten up was still very real, it was almost as if Estelle was ASKING to get punched in the face! Of course, Lucky would never do such a subversive and cold act fore it was not in her nature, but the confidence radiating off this woman... it was almost like heat from the sun! The cheerleader's expression fell into one of confusion as the woman walked RIGHT up to her, and gave her free words of encouragement! No winks, no suggestive moves, no charge! Just... saw Lucky was a little uncomfortable and offered an ear to help!

How unusual for someone who wanted to win!

Even if Estelle's efforts were intended to bring about a state of calm, all it accomplished was making Sakura's blush burn BRIGHTER, the woman's act of unprovoked kindness throwing the champion RIGHT through a loop! How could she even respond to that...?

"Um... o-okay...?"

...And with those heart-warming words from the encouraged, the fight would begin! For real this time! Lucky would raise her arms and attempt to lock up with Estelle, locking her their hands in a test of strength, getting things as intimate as they should be in a hardstyle of this nature!

Estelle had made a very powerful but also risky wager when completely neglecting her defense to check on her appalled opponent. A sharper or ill-intended rival would have taken advantage of her defenseless state to land a couple of free hits and get the match going their way from the very beginning, but the Swiss somehow knew she could trust that woman, and seeing her in a state of unrest before a match they were supposed to enjoy just felt wrong. All her maneuver felt like some sort of statement: the win meant nothing if both of them weren’t having fun.

To Estelle’s delight, her words had some effect on Sakura as the chapion heavily blushed and stuttered on her reply, but in a different way this time. Apparently Lucky had been taken aback by Estelle’s encouragement words, but now was feeling at least a little bit better as she raised her arms inviting the Swiss to lock in a test of strength.

The test of strength was a lock Estelle really liked for two reasons. The first one was that her superior to average strength and size gave her a real advantage in it, so it was a really wise way for her to start matches going her way. The second was a more elaborate reason: Estelle wasn’t a really fight-y kind of type. She had got into wrestling but the parts of it that involved more heavy fights weren’t her thing. Instead, the test of strength was a fun way to challenge her rivals, and the detail of interlocking fingers with someone like Sakura looked somehow intimate.

“That is more like it…” Estelle said, interlocking fingers with Sakura and planting her feet on the mat, pushing with a sudden shove with all her strength, trying to overpower Lucky.

Lucky thought very much along the same lines as Estelle when it came to the test of strength, that it was about the intimacy more than anything else that made it so very attractive for matches such as these. Adding onto that, it served a kind of double-function, one part helping gauge her opponent's strength in relation to her own as well as helping FIRE them both up and get excited about everything to come! Digging in her golden boots, Lucky would PUSH RIGHT BACK against Estelle, aiming to cancel out her opponent's shoves and down-right overpower her! ...Wishful thinking, that, however, seeing as Estelle obviously had superior leverage in this fight! Being a good near half-foot taller than the cheerleader, the challenger had more than enough height to make an uphill battle such as this even more steep, PUSHING both down and forward, forcing the champion to fight both forces! Grunting softly, Lucky would throw ALL her upper and lower body-strength into this little challenge, aiming to directly stalemate the taller, beautiful woman before her... but even so, she could feel the soles of her shoes beginning to lose their grip!

"Nnngh... Glad... You like..." Sakura gasped out, huffing and puffing softly, starting to feel sweat collecting near the top of her forehead! She just... couldn't get enough of an angle on this lady... She was too tall and probably JUST as strong, both matching the cheerleader outright and being able to force the contest to go any way she wanted! Lucky had to think of a new plan, some new way to take advantage of a losing situation!

AH! THAT'S IT!

Suddenly, Sakura would step back, withdrawing her hands from the test-of-strength quickly, instead wrapping them around her opponent's middle, hugging their torsos close! Just as quickly, Lucky would lean in, locking lips with Estelle right then and there, letting her opponent's momentum carry her into the champion's embrace!

The test of strength proved being a surprise for Estelle. Jumping into conclusions or judging a book by its cover wasn’t something the Swiss would do, but looking at how smaller Lucky was compared to her, Estelle was expecting some strength superiority from her part, having an edge, but the champion was proving to be quite strong, even as strong as the brunette! Estelle wasn’t a stranger with some other wrestlers being stronger than her, but it surprised her a lot coming from the little and sweet looking Sakura to have that kind of resilience.

But no matter how in terms of raw strength both contestants were even, in the end size would be the deciding factor. It was simple: while Estelle was pushing forwards and downwards, her rival needed to fight not only her pushing, but gravity as well as she needed to press on upwards. That would eventually wear Sakura down to the point some pearls of sweat began to form in her forehead, signaling that the champion was eventually going to concede.

Of course, Estelle should have expected something coming from Sakura, some kind of crazy solution to her current predicament. After all, it is the Hentai champion we are talking about, but Estelle was too focused on her own pushing to foresee what was going to happen. Suddenly Lucky stopped her pushing, and Estelle’s momentum got her just in the champion’s embrace around her stomach, pulling both women’s bodies together.

Sakura then leaned in and locked lips with Estelle, who was taken aback by the sudden and unexpected shift in tone. Estelle’s eyes opened wide and she gasped in surprise at she was completely taken by surprise, but soon her eyes would close as those soft and pink lips started working wonders on hers. Estelle’s breathing became heavier when she started kissing back. But even with Estelle joining the action, it was at that moment the Swiss realized she was actually dealing with the hentai champion. The way Sakura kissed and nibbed her lips, using her tongue not in an intrusive way but in an inviting one to elicit incredible amounts of pleasure. There was no way around it, Estelle was sharing her lips with probably the best kisser she had ever experienced, it was just sublime.

As seconds passed, Estelle’s breathing became even heavier and sighs of pleasure escaped her throat while still locked in the kiss. One of the Swiss’ hands would go at her rival’s nape and start playing with her hair, pulling Sakura even closer to her. Without realizing, Estelle had fallen in Lucky’s trap, becoming absolutely enticed to that perfect kisser.

The trap had been sprung, pulling Estelle in... but often times it was just as much a trap for Sakura as it was for her opponent! As she locked lips with Estelle, she found herself elated, ALIVE with ecstasy, the feeling of this woman's tender, warm lips upon hers filling the champion with delight! It was like weakening shocks flashing through her nerves, leaving her tingly... allured, looking for more... When the swiss beauty began kissing her back, it was all Sakura could do not to moan... Her breathing grew hotter, heavy as her arms slipped all up and down her opponent's back before settling gently around her hips... Those full, heart-shaped hips... Lucky sighed heavily as she leaned into Estelle's grasp, allowing herself to be pulled closer and closer, to have her mind drift further and further to the backburner as both women enjoyed the other... In a way, this was the second test of the match, seeing who could entice who more, who could make the other putty in her hands... Now...? Despite Sakura having innitiated this clash of love, Sakura was nearly as lost as Estelle! She just wanted to drift away upon the feeling this woman brought out in her, like a cloud of sweetness that wouldn't be ignored... Her lips were so warm and inviting... how her tongue softly met Lucky's as they kissed deeper and deeper, exploring each other a little more at a time... She felt her knees grow weak, her eyes fluttering shut as their breasts softly mashed together...

"Mmmmh..." Sakura moaned softly, a hand drifting up to cup a side of Estelle's beautiful face, her palm taking her warm cheek in hand, tenderly stroking her fair skin, pulling he further... Oh, this was gonna be so hard... At some point, they were gonna have to fight, to throw hands and beat some submission into each other... It was gonna be SO hard to just... hurt Estelle after a kiss like this, even in the name of competition... She felt the drive to just, sweep this woman off her feet and strip her right now... make her feel ALL KINDS of good...

In fact...

Pressing deeper into Estelle, Lucky would seek to take the advantage, leaning deeper into her opponent as she stepped into her space, her leg lightly wrapping around her rival's... and pulling, aiming to trip her up! Should she lose her balance, Lucky would catch Estelle in her arms, cradling her close like a dashing princess catching her... other princess in her arms, gently lowering her to the ground as her kisses grew firey, intense, eager to take things up another notch... Nothing needed to be said when they could talk like this... And lets be honest: no sweet nothing ever said could match to these levels of passion!

Estelle needed her full attention to keep track of what was happening. It was a terrific effort for her, but against all odds she was holding her ground against the mighty hentai champion, no less! Not only Estelle had stepped up to the challenge, but she was making the champion herself struggle against her charms! Feeling Sakura breathing heavily and hotly in their kiss enticed Estelle to no limit. The Swiss wanted to keep her advances and push Lucky to her limit, but she was finding too difficult to keep her focus on what she was doing. How could someone be as good as a kisser as Sakura was? The champion just had Estelle melting in her arms, the Swiss losing herself to those soft and sweet lips, always knowing when to pucker or when to press harder with her lips. Estelle found herself low panting while playing with her rival’s ashen hair with her hand on the nape of Lucky’s neck. She just didn’t want Sakura to break the kiss.

While Estelle was lost in her kissing, and even if the Swiss was making some advances seeing how Sakura’s breathing became hotter and deeper, Estelle could feel how it was the champion the one dictating the rhythm in their exchange. When the brunette noticed her rival tenderly holding her face she sighed and hummed in their kiss. Sakura was simply irresistible, and Estelle was completely enticed and charmed by the champion.

Even if Estelle was lost to the pleasure of their kiss, Lucky still had the match in mind. That was the prowess of a champion no doubt, being able to keep her focus on her objective even when subjected to big amounts of pleasure. Estelle noticed Lucky pressing further against her body, and the Swiss almost surrendered her body to the champion, who quickly tripped her over! Emitting an “Eeep!” of surprise, Estelle realized her balance was off, but Sakura would show her strength by grabbing her and caringly carrying the Swiss to the mat, Estelle surrendering her mind once again to pleasure as she kept passionately kissing her rival.