Hentai Debut Duel! Shizuku Yatori versus Tiffany Laurence!

Finally, Yatori told herself as she entered the ring to the loud cheers of her fans. Finally.

At last she'd found her niche in AFW. It was in the Hentai Division. And today she would officially debut as its newest member in a pleasurably punishing hentai pinfall match.

Not to mention her opponent was someone she really wanted to wrestle and fuck.

Ti-chan, she chuckled to herself, Time for us to find out just who really is the better woman at this...

Tiffany's theme, "Cowgirl" by Bambee played as the Texan wrestler made her way down to the ring. Although she had changed her ring attire, she decided to wear a Lone Star flag print bikini for this event.
"Well, well." she said, looking at Yatori's new outfit. "Did you gift wrap yourself for me?"
She licked her lips as she looked at the Japanese woman. The last time the two of them met in a hentai encounter, it had ended in a draw. Now, the competitive spirit of the Texan ached to see who the better of them was.
"Last time was fun, sugar, but now, we're in a ring." she said. "You want to say you're a hentai specialist now? I may not specialize entirely in the erotic stuff like Belinda and Marisa, but I'm pretty good at it."

(OOC: I have just the picture ^_^)

"It looks to me like you're the one all wrapped up," Yatori returned with just as much interest and enthusiasm.

Inspired by Tiffany's outfit, she'd thought to put on a nationalistic touch for tonight. (The only fitting swimsuit available, sadly, was a one-piece that was harder to remove than a two-piece. She hadn't deliberately meant to give herself an advantage on her opponent.) She'd even dropped her auburn dye to accentuate her Japanese features. The white banzai bandanna around her forehead was just icing on the rice cake.

"I'm pretty good myself, I say. I think the question is, who's the better-" She smirked "-screw between us two? The Rising Sun?" Yatori- not the Mafiosi for tonight- gestured to the crimson emblem adorning her swimsuit. "Or the Stars And Stripes?" And she pointed at Tiffany's Lone Star top-and-bottom. "Shall we see just who ends up fucking whom tonight?"




(OOC: Save for the longer hair, the American girl looks fairly like Ti-chan. Ditto the Japanese girl resembling Ya-chan. Just for kicks. ^^)

"Well, I had no idea this was a matter of national pride." Tiffany replied. "But seeing how I'm wearing what I'm wearing, and you're wearing what you're wearing, I guess it's time for a little East meets West showdown."
With that she stepped forward.
"Tell me Yatori, what is Japanese for 'oh god, please don't make me cum again.' Just so I know what to listen for." she said with a grin, as the crowd ate up the prefight drama.

Yatori grinned just as widely as she replied.

"Aa, kamisama, watashi wo o^gazumu wo saidokakunin shinaidekudasai!"

And she sang it with just the right ululation, as if she was being truly made to sexually peak by Tiffany there and then. The crowd went wild. She waited for them to settle down; it took minutes.

"Now, Tiffany," she brought up, "What's your password? Or do I look for the shallow lake of cum I've drained out of you as my signal?"

Tiffany smiled at Yatori's question, taking a step forward. When she spoke again the cowgirl's voice was infused with gasps and moans.
"Ah...please, not again, I'm gonna cum again, oh god, Yatori!" she said, her voice sounding like she pushed into a climax she didn't want.
As the crowd cheered again, she backed and waited for the opening bell. When it came, Tiffany would rush forward, wanting to grab the smaller Japanese girl around the waist and pick her up looking to drive her back into a corner.

Yatori joined the crowd into cheering for Tiffany. She could barely make herself go back to her corner to wait for the bell- and when Tiffany exploded towards her, Yatori decided to hell with her usual careful grappling and rushed forward as well!

She'd meet Tiffany in the middle of the ring in a sexy crush of flag and flesh as she sought to stymie her bigger American opponent. Her feet strove to keep her grounded despite Tiffany's best attempts and strength at picking her up. Instead of lifting her cowgirl opponent, the mafiosi settled for a powerful bear hug, aiming to leave Tiffany breathless!

Tiffany was more then a little surprised at Yatori's headfirst charge. The two plowed into each other at the center of the ring. When Yatori went for her bear hug Tiffany gasped.
"Fine...let's see how this works for ya.." she said into Yatori's ear right before she grabbed at the swimsuit her foe was wearing, near the hips. Then she pulled up, and back, looking to give Yatori a sensual wedgie and drive the material of the suit up into the Japanese girl's sex and against her clit.

"Ahhh!" Yatori exclaimed as Tiffany gave her a helluva wedgie. It was her first time receiving such an attack to her sex. So jolted was the Mafiosi that she released Tiffany from the bear hug. "Fuck, Ti-chan, but that's good!" she gasped sharply.

Impressed and titillated just several seconds into the wedgie, she would like to try it out herself. It was harder for her to grip the string-like side garters of Tiffany' red-white bottoms, but grip them Yatori would, and yank them up she would!

Tiffany's eyes widened as Yatori copied her tactic.
"This isn't sumo, Yatori!" she protested as she stood on her tiptoes, trying to lessen the erotic shock as her suit's bottom was forced between the lips of her sex.
She would then try to hook a leg behind one of Yatori's and trip the smaller girl to the ground and follow up with a small body splash, wanting to use her body mass to make Yatori a little more compliant.