Tension girls bed wrestling! Shayla vs. Akane

Hentai bed wrestling match

Win by verbal submission

As Shayla slid into the lingerie she chose for her first match, she let out a small sigh to calm her nerves. To think her debut fight would be something like this, it was more like pornography than wrestling! When she signed up for the AFW, she knew she was going to face something like this eventually. But in her first match, right out of the gate, was something she was not expecting.

At least it was against a girl. Though Shayla had signed up for the Tension league, she expected to be fighting men in mixed matches. Having a hentai match in such a manner wasn't something she looked forward to. But if it was against a girl, Shayla knew she stood a better chance. And the best part, from what she had seen of Akane Saito, "Champion Jobber" was putting it lightly. Watching her past matches made Shayla feel bad for the girl, who had several nasty matches where she got beat up, but it also gave Shayla a bit of confidence. This was an opponent she could take down.

The african-american cosplayer walked into the room wearing a long silk robe. She pulled back a curtain on the massive four-poster bed that served as the wrestling ring, revealing a white mattress covered by a fluffy duvet and several large feather pillows. She tried to stand on the bed, but her footing was so bad she fell over almost immediately. Shayla realized this was a fight that had to take place on her knees. She found her footing on the soft surface, then straightened up, pulling the robe from her shoulders and dropping it to reveal her outfit.

Spoiler:

Shayla stretched her arms above her head, arching her back sensually for the camera. She then lifted and fully stretched her long legs above her head, giving everyone watching a taste of her flexibility. After her stretches, Shayla sat back on her side of the bed, waiting for her opponent to appear.

Akane had been through the ringer as of late. Her reputation had grown to such a degree management was flooded with requests from managers to book her against their up and coming stars. Each time she stepped into the ring she gave it her all and each time she found herself mashed against the mat being pinned for the one, two, three. The crowd had been more forgiving than the girls in the back who relentlessly taunted her. The audience had taken a shine though because she had such a big heart… or they really liked seeing her thrown  around. Either way, the seemed to be nice.

Tonight though, the girls in the back would have to make fun of someone else. This was a bedroom match. There was no hard colors to get thrown into, no giant women to stretch her out across their shoulders. She was fighting a rookie tonight. Someone even fresher than her in AFW. There was no way she could lose! That said… she was still a bit sceptical on what wardrobe had picked out for her to wear. It didn't seem very conducive to wrestling.

Akane Saito:

When she slipped through the door into the room, the first thing that caught her eye was the bed itself. It was far larger than she had expected. While she had never had a large bed, even now, she was almost certain this had to be several king-size beds served together. She almost didn't see there was a woman already here, lounging on the bed. She straightened up, blushing faintly with embarrassment. Raising her hand, she gave a small wave by wiggling her fingers.

"Good evening! I uh… I guess I am wrestling you tonight." Akane inched up to the side of the bed, planting her palms to hop up onto the edge of the bed. Crawling on her hands and knees she moved to the center of the bed, standing up on her knees. She bounced a bit, testing the bed. "So… do we just start or…?"

When the door opened and Akane came in, Shayla immediately sat up to get a better look at her opponent. Though Akane was small, she didn't look like a child with her curvy womanly figure barely hid by the lingerie she wore. Shayla wasn't sure she liked girls yet, however looking at how cute Akane was the black beauty couldn't help but feel attraction. Rolling around in a bed with this girl was going to be a lot of fun!

As Akane got on the bed, Shayla made her way to the center as well, crawling on her hands and knees to meet her opponent. Standing on her knees, Shayla found herself looking down to meet Akane's eyes. She was of average height back home, but here in Japan Shayla was on the taller side, which meant that she practically towered over Akane who was below average even for Japan's standards.

"Eager to get started? Well, I've got nothing against that," Shayla said. She wanted to properly greet her opponent though, since she felt bad for the girl she wanted to play nice. The dark-skinned cosplayer extended a hand, offering Akane a handshake. "I'm Shayla," she said with a small smile, "Happy to have you for my first match! Don't go easy on me just because I'm new, you might regret it." She gave Akane a suggestive little wink, confident that despite her opponent's experience this wouldn't be a tough fight.

Akane sucked on her lower lip, watching as Shayla crawler her way across the bed towards her. Instinctively, the link haired girl leaned back every so slightly, expecting the prowling woman to pounce on her at any moment. Go her surprise though, her opponent was not only chatty but appeared to be rather friendly.her cheeks took on a rosy hue at the mention not her eagerness leaving her to quickly explain. "Well normally there is a referee to tell you when to start so I just wasn't sure."

Akane blinked at the offered hand, taking it in both her own to clasp.ot lightly and give a shake. "Saito Akane, very pleased to meet you Shayla." She liked this woman already… though she had been duped by people pretending to be nice before. She still chose to give this girl the benefit of the doubt, flashing her a big smile. She was equally as happy to hear her admit this was her first match with AFW. What luck! While the pink haired girl may have been heated several times in the ring, she still knew her stuff. Wrestling someone so inexperienced would be easy!

"Alright, I won't hold back at all. Good luck!" Akane withdrew her hands, confidently putting her hands on her hips and puffing out her chest in a stoic pose. A match like this was made for her! Nice soft surfaces, someone who, while tall, was still around her size, and best of all, inexperienced. This was going to be fun! With a wide smile, Akane put up her hands waiting until Shayla seemed ready. Once the other girl was, she would inch forward and try to lock the two women up in a collar and elbow lock to start trying to wrestle for control.

Shayla was glad her opponent seemed a little flustered after her comment. She hadn't meant to make Akane nervous, but if it did unbalance her opponent a little it would make beating her all the easier. "Ah you're right, there is no referee," Shayla said, "I'm not sure if that is typical for these kinds of matches. Maybe they figure a referee would be distracting? Or unnecessary? I mean, this is more like porn than a regular wrestling match!"

Shayla let out a light laugh. Truth was she was quite nervous, her debut match being a sexfight was something she wasn't quite prepared for. She consoled herself by thinking that at least it was against this cutie, who didn't look like she could put up too much of a fight.

"I like your lingerie, by the way. I've got the same set," Shayla said as Akane puffed herself up to try and look intimidating. The black girl did the same, straightening all the way up and puffing out her smaller chest, letting their breasts bump up against each other in an initial challenge. "Would have been weird had we both worn the same thing! You seem to fill it out a bit better though." She indicated downwards at Akane's chest, which was at least a full cup size bigger than her own.

Seeing her opponent raise her arms for a grapple, Shayla brought her arms up as well to meet Akane. The American had no plans to tangle with the girl for long though. Once they locked up and started pushing, Shayla would immediately give ground, seemingly letting Akane push her backwards as she fell onto her back. But this was part of her plan. Her legs snapped upwards, wrapping around Akane's slim waist, while one arm immediately shifted behind the cutie's head and pulled her down into Shayla's smaller chest. Her other arm grabbed one of Akane's wrists and began pushing back, trying to twist the girl's arm behind her back and lock it in place in a hammer lock!

The blush on Akane's face only grew more intense as Shayla casually spoke about the match they were having. It hot to the point when the flustered young rookie had to shift her purple eyes away just to avoid eye contact. The last match she had involving this sort of stuff had ended disastrously for her. Just giving up without even mounting a fight. While she had some more embarrassing losses under her belt, that was one she was most often made fun of though. "Yeah, I guess."

"You do?" She couldn't help by peek back at Shayla, taking in her figure, imagining her in something like this. When their chest bumped together, she gave a small blink, leaning ever so slightly in to press their bodies closer together with a soft hum and burning red cheeks. "I'm glad you like it. It's not actually mine though, they picked it out for me… I was pretty nervous wearing it to be honest." With a cheeky little thrust of her chest, she tried to give the other woman a light shove with a giggle, dipping back as she readied herself to start the match.

As both women locked up, Akane poured her all into gaining ground, and to her surprise, she found herself actually winning! With one hard push she found herself able to throw Shayla to the soft heading, starting to climb on top of her. The trap had been nearly perfect as long legs foiled around her waist, dragging her up against the other girl with a soft gasp of surprise. No sooner had she tried to read back to try and pry those legs off her, Shayla snatched up her up an worked it up behind her back. Her small cry of pain was muffled with her face pulled down into the other woman's cleavage.

It had all happened so fast, she was at a complete loss what Shayla had just done to her. She kicked and squirmed, tweaking her shoulder, unintentionally letting the legs around her dig feeling into her soft body. Her cheeks were red with embarrassment as she tried to turn her head, struggling to pull back and take in a gasp of air. This was supposed to have been easy! What was happening?!

The trap was sprung, and Akane walked right into it. Akane's soft body felt quite nice against Shayla, her skin was smooth and cool, her curvy body feeling quite enticing all pressed up against the skinnier form of the black girl. Shayla hoped it would feel this nice throughout the match, though she expected that as they both exerted themselves things would get quite heated and sweaty. Better enjoy it while it lasted, Shayla thought, as she squeezed Akane against her using her legs.

"Did that surprise you?" Shayla asked, "Sorry cutie, but I won't be holding back!" She squeezed a little tighter around Akane's waist, hooking her ankles and beginning to transition into a waistscissor. She wasn't squeezing too hard though, as her goal was just to keep Akane under control.

She let up the pressure on the back of Akane's head, allowing the smaller girl to fre her face and take a breath. Shayla wasn't trying to let her go though, she had another hold planned. "Let's give you a little squeeze!" Shayla said, attempting to pull Akane's head to the side, dragging her face over her breast as she tried to tuck Akane's head under her armpit and lock in a side headlock! Meanwhile, her other hand twisted Akane's arm behind her back to firmly lock in the hammer lock and pin the arm against her back, pushing the smaller fighter into her body.

Akane let out a long muffled groan into Shayla's perky breasts in response to her little taunt. The pinkette struggling seemed to be mostly ineffective, just grinding both women together as she unskillfully tried to jostle something free. With the other woman actually applying herself, it didn't seem as though the pink haired girl had much of a chance to do that, lacking the raw strength or technique needed to combat her opponent. Shayla seemingly, in seconds, had completely locked  Akane down with embarrassing ease.

Her breath respite from the other woman's breasts left her taking a greedy lungful of air, body shaking with the squeeze of her waist. She didn't know to be thankful Shayla was going easy on her in that regard, from her viewpoint the other girl seemed to have done a good job at beating her. When she was pulled back down, her warm cheeks dragged over Shayla's breast, the pink haired girls features depressing the soft body beauty her until she found her head hooked under an arm.

"Uh-ugh...I… you're pretty good." Akane groaned softly, finding her struggles still doing nothing. She bit her lip lightly as the squeeze of her head, completely entangled by this woman. She was frustrated by her situation but… wasn't entirely upset. It left her slightly conflicted over what to do next as she kicked her feet lightly on the bed. Shayla had full control over where she went at this point, manipulating her positioning and placement of trapped limbs without much issue at all. Akane was only left blindly reaching up with one free hand, passing at the arm around her neck.

"Thanks! I'm glad you think so," Shayla said. She didn't squeeze down too hard, content to use just enough strength to keep Akane all wrapped up for now. The girl didn't seem to know how to break out of the hold, especially as Akane kicked the bed uselessly with her feet. Shayla wondered if Akane was faking her helplessness because she got off on being hurt or something. Judging from what she saw in Akane's previous matches though, it was most likely that she was that helpless.

"I'm going to flip us over now, OK?" Shayla said, "Then we can start having some real fun!" The black beauty unwound Akane's arm, pulling it above her head while she twisted her body to the side to roll on top of the hapless Japanese squeeze toy. She released the scissor hold once she was on top, her legs opening to straddle Akane's waist. Shayla sat down, using the weight of her hips to press and hold Akane beneath her and keep her tame.

"Don't try running away," Shayla said, her voice teasing Akane as if daring her to try and break free. She pressed the entire front of her body down, mashing her smaller breasts against Akane's curvy bust, leaning so close their faces were practically touching, her chocolate-flavored breaths washing over Akane's face.

Something was definitely strange. She had been in many submission holds before, painfully so, but Shayla seemed to not really be taking advantage of them to their full extent. Not only was that welcome as the pink haired girl was rather adverse to being hurt, it still gave her the sort of excitement that came from being wrapped up. Her own attempts to escape became noticeably lighter, putting on a show without intention. This was actually kind of fun!

When Shayla announced the two of them would be rolled over, it got a small curious look from her, but it was brief. Another small consideration that seemed to keep her own interests in mind. Without resistance she came over onto her back with a small mousey squeak and laid back into the soft bed. Legs uncoiling from her waist allowed her to sink even deeper while Shayla sured up her position on top of her, grinding their bodies down against one another. The pink haired girl found herself purring softly as the other woman hot breaths rolled over her.

"Okay..." She gave a small nod to the request given to her, but a faint mischievous smirk curled at the edge of her lips. One of her arms silently gliding down over the bedsheets, getting into position. She dragged her feet on the sheets as well, making a small show of mock struggle again, giving the impression she had decided to surrender to being below Shayla while all the while tucking her legs closer until she could plant her feet. Without warning she brought her lips to Shayla's a small quick kiss, little more than a peck, all for the purposes of distracting her.

Thrusting her feet down into the bed, she bucked her hips up hard, bridging her back. As soon as she had raised herself up, the arm she had left in weight would slip itself between her own thigh and one of Shayla's legs, hooking it around one of the other woman thighs. With a brave, Akane attempted to flop the other girl off of her onto the bed with a surprise counter attack. Should she remove the girl entirely, Akane would sort roll to her hands and knees, butt wiggling in the air like a playful feline about to pounce. And pounce she would, trying to wait until Shayla tried to start to rise before tackling her back to the bed. "Nyeh!"