Miyake vs Sasha: Small match. Big debut

Sasha groaned as she felt Miyake’s arm pressing against her throat, forcing her back to arch over the ropes and forced her chest to involuntarily puff out. She was prepared to catch a blow to her belly, so when the purple haired girl instead transitioned to a strike to her throat. She didn’t have enough time to defend herself!

And while the strike hurt, it wasn’t enough to keep her from trying to shove the girl away. What was however, was the embarrassing groping against her breasts. Miyake’s fingers danced across Sasha’s chest, squeezing and rubbing her fingers over her large tanned orbs, only protected by her tight black top.

The Hawaiians demand for Miyake’s reasoning went completely ignored as the violet haired woman focused more on her actions than she did on Sasha’s questions. What was worse was the fact that Sasha couldn’t help herself from being distracted by the sensation, small moans leaking out from her mouth as she felt the pleasure flow through her.

A pleasure that only became more intense as Miyake decided to stop playing around and slipped her hand completely underneath Sasha’s top, touching her flesh directly. “Mmm!” she moaned as her opponent began to focus completely on her nipples, her touch sending shocks of pleasure right through her and causing them to erect as if she was brushed by a cool chill.

But Sasha wasn’t a slave to her feelings just yet, she knew that she needed to fight out of this chewing on her lip and groaning softly, Sasha would try to push Miyake. However in her haste, she didn’t notice how the purple woman’s knee was cocked back and ready to shoot. And if Miyake did, then Sasha’s whole body would freeze as she let out a silent scream. Her body losing all of its strength that if Miyake were to step away, then the blonde would immediately collapse onto her knees. Her hands pressed against her sex.

Sasha's moans were music to Miyake's ears. She wasn't even putting that much work into it, simply kneading the girl's breast and massaging her nipples in a fashion that was simulating, sure, but hardly uncounterable. Maybe if she could sneak her other hand in, Sasha would really be moaning then. The thought brought a sinister smile to Miyake's face as she contemplated how to press her advantage while she still could. Unfortunately for Sasha, it seemed she wasn't too intent on cooperating.

Sasha soon began pushing back against Miyake, sliding the purple haired wrestler a few inches back as her strength slowly began to return. Miyake knew this was always a possibility. There simply wasn't a way she could maintain the hold for too long without Sasha eventually recovering her senses. Luckily for her, she had a backup plan.

"Knees it is then." Miyake said with a shrug as she immediately sent her knee soaring up directly to Sasha's crotch. The move was a devastating blow, as the big wrestler came crumbling down as Miyake finally let go and took a few steps back to view the damage. Sasha hands went to cover her sex, still reeling from the strike. Appropriately stunned, Miyake figured she could continue on the attack.

She leaned over and grabbed the larger women by the hair, attempt to drag her while she was still on her knees until they were at the center of the ring. She was pretty heavy, and it took longer than she wanted, but Miyake needed this girl properly stunned before she could have even more fun with her, and she had just the move in mind to do it. If she managed to get the girl to the center of the ring, she would begin setting up her next big move.

If Sasha was still in too much pain to resist, Miyake would then lift the giantess by her head until she upright but bent over, before wrapping on arm around her neck so that her head was squished between Miyake's inner elbow and the side of her body. If she had managed to secure the hold, she would then throw herself backwards before coming straight down, dragging her opponent along with her in a DDT sending Sasha's face straight to the mat!

Sasha could feel her nipples beginning to poke through her top, all thanks to the touch of Miyake’s fingers. For the first couple of moments, all Sasha could focus on was that distracting pleasure as her breasts were expertly played with by the smaller girl. But Sasha couldn’t allow herself to stay like this, and was soon pushing the violet haired girl back and prepare to retaliate.

Only that wasn’t meant to be, as Miyake had prepared just in case the Hawaiian had grown rebellious. Before Sasha could get any further, a knee slammed directly into her unprotected crotch. Causing the Hawaiian to freeze as her arms lost all of their strength, instead leaving to hold her sex as she collapsed onto her knees.

Sasha was utterly defenseless as she tried to push past the pain, Miyake’s low blow coming completely out of nowhere for the Hawaiian. That wouldn’t be the end of it however as she soon felt her long blonde locks be grabbed and yanked. With a cry of pain she was forced to follow as Miyake dragged her to the center of the ring.

She was forced to crawl on her hand and knees, her remaining hand still holding onto her crotch as she finally felt the pain begin to dissipate. But it wasn’t enough to stop her opponent from pulling her up to her feet in a headlock, her massive frame forced to bend over from the hold. She barely had any time to react before Miyake fell back and slammed Sasha headfirst onto the canvas in a brutal ddt! “Ahhhgg!”

With Sasha face-first on the mat and adrenaline pumping through Miyake's veins, all that was left was to get down to business. As soon as the both of them came crashing down to the mat, Miyake initiated a change in position. The fall managed to hurt Sasha a lot more than it did Miyake, the violet haired girl having controlled her descent before immediately springing herself on top of the downed giantess. She stood up so that her legs stood on either side of Sasha, with the blond still laying directly underneath. With one foot, she roughly tried flipping the big girl until she was facing up.

She was far too big for a simply turnover however, and Miyake soon found herself getting frustrated.

"Why do you gotta be so damn heavy!" Miyake berated her opponent through gritted teeth as she stomped her foot down on the small of Sasha's back in anger. If the girl was still in too much pain to retort, Miyake would  then bend down and use the both of her hands to finally flip her rival over so that she was faceup. With her position secured, Miyake would then roughly drop herself directly down so that sat on Sasha's waist in a crude schoolgirl pin.

Miyake would then immediately resume the ever-so pleasurable job of toying with Sasha once again. With Sasha firmly placed underneath her, the rookie was able to freely use both hands: An advantage she was excited to make full use of. She plunge each hand underneath Sasha's bra, massasging the tender orbs that lay underneath in a fashion that was much more rough than before. She kneaded her breasts like dough ,twisting and mashing them in ways that aimed to combine intangible amount so pleasurer with the occasional twinge of pain. She squeezed Sasha's nipples between her thumbs and forefingers, trying to warm the blonde up for what was sure to be a compromising position.

If all went well, Miyake would continue to roughly contort Sasha's chest with force, enjoying the girl's bountiful breasts to great effect. She leaned in close to Sasha's face with a devious grin, both hands still hard at work as she toyed with her opponent.

"Don't try anything stupid now. Just sit back, relax, and enjoy everything that's coming your way!"

Sasha’s head ached as she swore she could see stars or flashes behind her eyelids as she tried to bear through the pain. She groaned as she felt Miyake move off of her, but the Hawaiian was still too stunned from that DDT to follow after her. Not that it really mattered as the violet haired woman didn’t really move away all that much, only to her side.

And Sasha found out why when she felt the girl’s foot poking at her side, trying to flip her over. Miyake was probably trying to look dominant by doing so, but now was quickly finding out that the blonde was much heavier than she had thought. Something that made the purple girl shout at her in frustration, if Sasha wasn’t busy trying to blink the spots from her vision she probably would have laughed.

Instead though the blonde would soon feel the arms of her opponent roughly grab onto her as she forcefully rolled her onto her back. Sasha groaned as her eyes opened just in time to see Miyake plant herself on her midsection. Before she could demand the girl to get off, her voice was interrupted as Miyake’s hands dove back underneath her shirt and began to play with her breasts once more.

“Haaann!! Mmm no! Stop that!” She moaned, her body betraying what her voice was saying as it clearly reacted to Miyake’s nimble fingers. Biting on her lip Sasha would move her hands to her opponents wrists in an attempt to pull them away. Her body was beginning to refuse her commands and all she was able to do was lightly pull on them, all the while the pleasure flooded through her.

The feel of Sash's nipples in-between Miyake's expert fingers was beginning to tell a lot about how much the giantesses' body was enjoying what was being done to it, despite whatever Sasha had to say aloud. Her nipples were rock hard at this point, indicative that Miyake's not so gentle touch was having an insatiably pleasurable affect. The fact that such a large woman, who so far had been able to withstand much of the physical punishment given out by Miyake, had completely fallen to some simple breast fondling was quite bewildering to the rookie.

It wasn't like Miyake was heavier than Sasha, not by a long shot. She could easily buck her off if she put enough effort into it. Not to mention her pathetic grip on her wrists, barely trying to move Miyake's hands away from continuing their ecstatic sensual torture. It seemed like Miyake had finally zeroed in on her opponents weakness, and considering how sensitive this girl was to just a bit of foreplay, Miyake figured she'd be left even weaker if she pushed it up a notch.

"No... I don't think I will" She muttered bluntly.

Miyake immediately flicked her wrist in an attempt to shake of Sasha's hold on her. Her grip was nothing more than annoyance, and judging by how dazed the blonde seemed right now, she didn't think it would take much to get her to forfeit her hold. Once again brushing off her opponent's demands to stop, Miyake would then slip her left hand out of Sasha's bra before slowly tracing it along the curves of her body before finally letting it make it's way to the borders of Sasha's panties.

Once there, Miyake would tease for a few seconds more, running slow circles along the girls waist before finally slipping her hand inside her panties and tracing the edges of her womanhood with the tips of her fingers. She would massage the outside for now, just barely dipping her fingerings inside of Sasha's pussy before immediately pulling out and squeezing the flesh just outside of her womanly entrance, hoping to excite the girl even more and provide her with an overwhelming hint of what was next in her sexual plan.

While still refusing to let up with her relentless squeezing of Sasha's boob with her right hand, Miyake would finally let her left hand get to work, slipping only a single digit into Sasha's pussy and slowly begin pumping in and out. She could already feel the slight hints of wetness, indicators that Miyake's previous work on her breasts had yielded a desirable affect. She had to twist herself somewhat awkwardly considering that each hand was simultaneously working two parts of Sasha's body, leaving her somewhat vulnerable to a counter should Sasha have recovered her senses enough to perform one. Miyake turned her head to eye her opponent once more, eager to witness her reaction before deciding whether or not to throw another finger into the mix.

Sasha has always been a tough girl. One who could take the hits, the strain and remain standing. She stood tall through the pain of her powerlifting competitions to gain the musculature that she has now. And she went through pain when she trained and fought against other wrestlers when she first stepped in the ring before she was found by the AFW.

But just because she could take all the bumps and hits of the hard part of the ring, it didn’t make her invincible. As shown right now, the Hawaiian has a clear weakness to the much softer side of the ring. Her body arching and folding underneath Miyake’s touch as the violet haired woman played her breasts like a conductor at a symphony.

Soft gasps and moans escaped the Hawaiians lips as she weakly pawed at Miyake’s groping hands, but any strength she had was being quickly drained away by the pleasure that was flowing through her. So it was with embarrassing ease that her opponent was able to slap her hand away and slide her own down her body.

It’s destination, the border of her tight wrestling shorts. Miyake’s fingers rubbed in soft slow circles before suddenly diving underneath and touching her sex unguarded. Sasha felt her body freeze at the intrusion, her breath hitching before going out in a low guttural moan.

Then, when she least expected it. Her opponents finger pierced inside and began to slowly pump in and out. Suddenly Sasha’s body was under a two pronged attack, one at her breasts and one on her sex as the sensations overwhelmed her and left her moaning. Her resistance becoming nonexistent as she focused more on the fight inside than the one out.

The look on her opponents face showed that Miyake's relentless sensual assault was having an even greater affect than she thought at first. The girl seemed completely dazed. Despite the fact the situation was brazen with opportunities to escape, Sasha remained completely docile and subdued by Miyake's expert touch.

It seemed time to finally bring this girl over the edge. Miyake would slowly halt her massaging of Sasha's breast before bringing her palm over one of her tits and griping down incredibly tightly. She maintained the hold with an iron grip, almost as if she was holding onto the girl for dear life. With her other hand, she began the exciting work of arousing her opponent even more.

She slipped in another finger into the girl's unguarded sex, accompanying the move with an increase of pace. She could feel the girl getting wetter and wetter, and with the combination of pain from the tit grab, and the pleasure from pumping her fingers, Miyake could tell it wouldn't be long until the both of them got their satisfaction.

But she wanted the first forced orgasm of the match, and the first one of her career, to be an explosive one, and for that, another finger was definitely going to be necessary. Not long after adding the second, Miyake slipped in a third. She maintained her tight grip of Sasha's chest while pushing her other hand into overdrive, pumping away at Sasha's pussy with passionate vigor. She wanted this girl spewing and left completely drained, and nothing was going to stop her for fulfilling that desire.

Slowly but surely, Sasha’s resistance crumbled as the pleasurable sensations of Miyake’s touch overwhelmed her. Sasha’s powerful body became as pliable as putty as the violet haired woman became more and more aggressive in her actions. The groping on her breasts stopping as Miyake would instead use her breast as a handhold for her next actions.

The finger in her sex was joined by another and the pumping became faster. Sasha’s moaning picked up in pitch as her sex became wetter. Her pants growing to even bigger speeds as her hips began to buck and her toes began to curl. She was reaching the braking point and Miyake was showing no signs of stopping.

If anything, the girl simply picked up speed as another finger was added to the mix. From there it was only a few more pumps until Sasha’s walls broke. “IYAHHHNNN!!!” She screamed as her hips bucked up and down, her juices soaking her shorts and Miyake’s fingers! The orgasm felt as if it had lasted an eternity, but when it ended Sasha looked as if she could have melted into a puddle as she sagged against the mat like a deflated balloon.

What started out as a slow seeping of juices quickly turned into and extravagant gush as Miyake finally broke Sasha's sexual will and was rewarded with the blonde's sex juices coated all over her fingers. She pumped her fingers into Sasha's pussy a few more times for good measure before slowly pulling each finger out one by one, using the last two to give Sasha's clit a little flick before finally letting her hand exit her womanhood.

She slowly crept her hand until it was out of Sasha's shorts, careful to retain as much of the giantesses juices as possible along her fingertips. With her hand fully free, she raised it up to the crowd in a triumphant display of her accomplishment, before sensually creeping her pointer finger down to her outstretched tongue and having a taste of her bested foe.

"Emm... Delicious! Here, try some!" Miyake barked deviously, before using one hand to open Sasha's lips and plunge her other cum-drenched hand into Sasha's mouth. While inside, she would flap her hand about and coat the inner cheeks and tongue of her opponent before sliding her fingers out, now instead soaked with Sasha's saliva.

satisfied with the utter humiliation she had bestow upon her opponent, Miyake would finally get up and place herself behind Sasha's downed form before hooking her hands underneath the girl's armpit and lifting her up a few inches. She would then proceed to drag her to the nearest turnbuckle, excited to further punish her new rival. If she managed to make it that far unhindered, she would then begin placing each one of Sasha's legs over the adjacent lowest rope, leaving the girl suspended as she prepared whatever she had planned next.