Dohyo Passion (for Tatyina)

Katsumi's magnificent breasts were her own pride and joy, though the shape and size of her chest were due far more to sheer dumb luck than Akashi's. To be honest, Akebono had never took a girl under his wing before, at least as far as sumo went, and it had taken a couple years of mildly embarrassing trial-and-error before Katsumi managed to get the right balance to achieve the ideal physique. However as proud of their lovely proportions as Katsumi was, she was even more confident in their density and ability to take damage than most women her age should have any right to. Head-on collisions, point-blank combat, and grinding struggles with opponents purely focused on toned muscle or sheer strength like Ciara and Catherine had proved her chest's sheer resistance after years of heavy training, and that was what Katsumi was going to put on the line here.

"Uuunnngh!" Katsumi grunted out as Akashi's impressive tits plowed deep into her own, but her eyes narrowed and her mouth turned into a grim smile as she felt her powerful bosom hold ground and keep its sexy shape. She felt Akashi's grip tighten as she was pulled further into the unfolding breast battle, grunting as she felt the increasing pressure on her chest, but Katsumi felt herself up to the challenge. Leaning her head forward and glaring deep into her lover's eyes, she exhaled once through her nose, her lips pursed tight as she prepared to engage. "You should know, 'Kashi-chan, that you're not the only one here that's proud of her breasts," Katsumi growled out, feeling the rivalry and intensity build within the haze of lust and love, "A poor sumo I would be if I simply backed down, especially from a little shove..." Katsumi drove her pair forcefully into Akashi's grind to emphasize that last word, "Nnngh... a little shove like that! No, 'Kashi-chan, my concentration's staying riight here. You don't want those puppies of yours to get bulldozed? Then you get THEM out of the way!"

Taking up Akashi's challenge with vigor and heated pride, Katsumi tightened her grip around Akashi's neck and shoulders to intensify the grind, slowly and wetly smashing her big dense breasts into her rival's waiting pair, consenting to an all-out titfight!

Akashi grunted as Katsumi shoved back with her impressive tits. She loved the feel of them grinding against her own. She was lucky to have goaded Katsumi into this kind of her battle, one of her favorites if put into context of smaller skirmishes int he larger battle of woman's sumo and possibly one of her favorites if left as a stand alone fight in and of itself. She felt, that any woman worth her salt should be proud of her breasts and that didn't extend to those of Katsumi or Akashi's own considerable bust. Even girls with barely anything still had something to be proud of and she knew how dangerous they could be in a battle like this. She once saw a girl who had an A cup able to beat girls twice her bust in tit fights because of her skill and pride.

Akashi grunted loudly as she rolled her shoulder's back and began to twist her torso to try and batter the sides of Katsumi's breasts and build up her back and forth momentum into an unstoppable breast pounding juggernaut. Many times, with larger girls, the object was not to engage in a nipple duel but to physically batter their opponents tits into submission. Nipple play was for someone who wasn't confident in the pure power of their tits. At least, that's generally how these things started. Once the two beauties softened each other up, they might then go to try and crush each others nipples to finish one another off.

"Good!" She growled. "I'd be disappointed if that's all it took to make you back down." She exclaimed as she pushed her forehead closer to press it into Katsumi's and stare at her with the most intensity she could muster, arching over her own tits so that the two pairs could be nearly hermetically sealed together. An outside observer might see scant movement between the breasts but rippling muscles and grinding flesh was the invisible power behind this mighty duel.

Slowly and carefully, Katsumi eased up bit by bit on her forward momentum, temporarily pausing her efforts to muscle Akashi up against the shower wall and focusing on pulling their bodies together to intensify their bosomy war. When Akashi began to shift the pressure of her tits from side to side, Katsumi began to thrust her own breasts into her opponent's attack, timing it so either side Akashi was trying to overpower, right or left, would be countered by a strong counter-push. She lit up as Akashi pushed her offensive, rallying around the core and resilience of her tits instead of pressing a contest between their nipples. Strength, endurance and guts rather than delicate maneuvering and dancing would be the primary focus of this contest! Katsumi leaned her forehead as well, meeting Akashi in the middle, their eyes locked and their mouths panting over the bulging battle line that marked the intense compression of their magnificent chests. She winced a little as Akashi's head bumped into hers, she was still a mite tender from her lover's earthshaking finisher only a couple hours prior, but she had no doubt with their rate of recovery and sheer toughness, it would soon be all but forgotten once their contest of physical and womanly strength escalated.

Minutes flashed by as the two held each other close, standing flat-footed in the warming mists of the shower and trading shoves and grinds, muscles straining and struggling as both their racks absorbed round after round of continuous punishment. Katsumi pushed harder and harder, trying to beat Akashi's breasts back a bit at a time, but each time they forced their breasts together, they would crush and hold, spreading evenly. Slow measured breathing gradually changed to grunts and moans as both sets of breasts received never-ending pressure like a powerful massage.

If there was one thing that Katsumi had learned from matching herself against men and women throughout a great deal of her life, it was that no two opponents were truly equal. One could claim victory over the other in some area and fall victim in another, and as a result there would always be the capability to reach a conclusion or a decision. Most draws or mutual KOs had occurred because both combatants had reached the limit of their endurance before either could press specific advantages or just ran out of time in trying to do so. Katsumi was fairly certain that her physique had SOME difference with the powerful body she was crushing with now... something that could help her come out on top... it was just that both young women were so damn tough and stubborn that it would take almost forever for this particular struggle to yield a victor. For a good few minutes longer, Katsumi ground it out with Akashi, feeling the other girl's rhythm with her body, then she made her move.

As Akashi surged forward again with her right breast, Katsumi moved to meet it powerfully with her left... then suddenly seemed to falter and buckle, her left breast pulling back and providing much less resistance, aiming to have Akashi overextend herself. Then shifting her body, she shoved her shoulders and chest over to the left until Akashi's right was sandwiched between both of Katsumi's tits. Flexing her muscles, Katsumi shifted her arms down and forcefully compressed both her breasts with her biceps, trying to overwhelm Akashi and making it look like her right breast was being devoured by her lover's rack.

Akashi loved the feel of the two beauties clashing. Katsumi especially provided Akashi with all sorts of challenges that other woman just simply could not. While others might have the same sort of breast size or even might be experienced titfighters, there were few who could endure such a punishing style of fight. She was sure the two could go at it well past the point where both their tits were black and bruised. Somewhere deep inside of Akashi she wanted it to continue to that point. Barely moving ont he outside and inwardly just the tightness of their flesh and muscles as th4ey clashed epicly Each press of katsumi's tits against hers, and the feeling of her own chest as it smashed against Katsumi's was exhilirating.

But perhaps she was caught up in the moment and assumed Katsumi would go on forever as well. When She felt her tit press forward, her shoulder rolling past the usual point of resistance, she was surprised. It was a shock that Katsumi's mighty chest could already be at the breaking point. She almost muttered the word "Impossible!" her mouth forming an 'o' until she saw Katsumi's plan. Her brow furrowed as her left tit was crushed the pair of Katsumi's breasts. "HAH!" She panted sharply as she rolled her shoulders back. She couldn't let Katsumi do as she pleased but cursed herself for getting caught in a trap. Damn you." She growled, not holding any grudge against the girl but knowing she would have to backpedal a bit and even that would be conceding the too much in their actual game. Still, she brought her hand up to try and press it into Katsumi's stomach and give it a shove , if anything to buy her some time. Akashi didn't find the tactic entirely sneaky but she still felt she had been tricked and that rubbed her the wrong way. She'd make sure to keep a note of it for later at the very least but for now she was concerned with propping herself up and righting the ship to get Katsumi offbalance as well.

Katsumi grinned in triumph as she felt some give against Akashi thanks to her breast-sandwiching attack. Each step back her opponent was forced to make was a small victory for her, and her mouth watered at the thought of finally pinning her lover for some wallwork. Deep down, she was a bit regretful that she was trying to rush along their breast battle, but she stifled those small doubts; their titfight wasn't over just yet, and there would no doubt be more bosom-to-bosom grinding in the rounds to come. For now though, she was focused on re-engaging against her rival, this time to take advantage of Akashi's disrupted balance, but the other sumo's hand pushed firmly into her stomach, halting her forward progress for an moment. "Ooof..." Katsumi managed to let out as she was nearly shoved off-balance, managing to catch herself just as she saw Akashi regaining her own equilibrium, their breasts separating from the lusty crush for a short time.

Frustrated at a missed opportunity, Katsumi growled, pulled Akashi's hand away, and threw herself passionately against the young Tanikaze again, closing the distance and ramming her magnificent chest forward in a heavy, heated collision. Wrapping her arms tightly around Akashi's neck again, Katsumi pushed herself forward into a renewed grind, this time rolling her shoulders downwards in an effort to wear down her lover. She had received a surge of confidence with her recent success and drove into Akashi's breasts with vigor, content to match their powerful orbs for another long struggle, but Katsumi wanted a little more.

Hoping to stoke Akashi's fire a bit further as well as her own, Katsumi slid her face past Akashi's until they were cheek-to-cheek, her chin resting on her opponent's left shoulder. In the midst of their busty clinch, Katsumi whispered teasingly into her fellow sumo's ear, "Soo straightforward, 'Kashi-chaan... we could stand there a while... but I still have to make you cum against me three times... before we break the bed... How was it, honey? You knoww you loved feeling your baby getting milked by both of miine..."

Akashi couldn't help but smile a bit as katsumi was stymied. Akashi had certainly not won any victories but it was nice to prevent katsumi from doing so as well. As their bodies collided Akashi let out a sensual grunt. "Ooohn." She moaned, maybe a little bit too long. She then craned her neck against Katsumi's lovingly as Katsumi spoke. "I'm not the kind of woman who likes to beat around the bush." She said in a lusty tone. "If we weren't competing I'd love for you to milk me dry with those babies. Oh the thought of it makes me sooo hot, Katsumi-chaaan." She purred into Katsumi's ears.

Akashi then clenched her fingers and tried to force her breasts into and upward so as to try and push her shoulder into Katsumi's neck and knock her off balance. She hoped she could throw her backwards a bit. She had to push forward and try and get the girl to the other side of the shower.

Katsumi parted her lips to give a sultry response, but a gasp escaped them instead as Akashi pressed her shoulder flush against her throat, wrong-footing her stance with the top-heavy move. Years of sumo wrestling experience kicked in as Katsumi instinctively backpedaled to keep her balance, requiring only a few steps behind her to regain a solid front against her opponent. But a few strides in their enclosed, watery arena was all that Akashi needed to push through the ground the young Sadaji had recently and painstakingly gained... and more.

Katsumi thrust back into Akashi to prevent the other girl from gaining momentum, bringing them to a standstill again, but the damage was done. She cursed softly in frustration for losing her balance, both that of her body and her mental balance between sumo and lust. Little by little this contest was building up her aggression. She wanted Akashi to be the first to feel her body sandwiched between the smooth cool stone and the hot grinding body of her opponent, not the other way around! She meant no animosity towards her new lover, but her competitiveness was gradually getting the best of her. And her next move spoke "heated rivalry" in volumes.

"Not bad, Akashi-chan," Katsumi growled sexily as they pushed and strained, "Looks like you've gotten the sumo part of this down pat... But don't forget that this is also a hentai battle!"

Katsumi clenched her core and shoved with her body in a sudden burst, relieving enough physical pressure in their steamy crush to open up a whole new front to their lusty battle. Katsumi twisted her torso again, sliding her breasts so that they enveloped Akashi's left, but this time unraveled her arms from their embrace to sink her right hand into Akashi's juicy glutes and knead Akashi's right tit with her left hand, tweaking and squeezing the nipple energetically. As her bust began to feast on Akashi's lone breast, Katsumi slid her cheek along her rival's shoulder, opened her mouth, and latched onto Akashi's neck, sucking and licking hungrily. Finally, squeezing and fondling Akashi's sexy ass, Katsumi used her prodigious arm strength to heave the lovely Tanikaze's pelvis up and into her until Akashi's pussy was plastered firmly against Katsumi's powerful flexing thigh.

Katsumi's rarely-mentioned sexfighting experience came to the fore as the hungry young sumo attempted to overwhelm Akashi with a 5-pronged assault.

Akashi smirked as she forced Katsumi to give her ground up. She charged forward, intent on using the momentum to bullrush Katsumi backwards and slam her into her end of the 'arena'. But Katsumi, being the hearty and experienced sumo she was, was able to at least block Akashi's forward momentum and leave them to struggle once more in the middle of the shower. Akasi's ears twitched at Katsumi's words, her lips curled up into a soft smile as she mentioned Hentai. Akashi flexed her muscles and tensed as she saw Katsumi charge. She expected another titanic tit tussle straight on but when Katsumi twiated, she once again felt her left breast crushed between Katsumi's bountiful chest. "H-ho, shit!" Akashi gasped. She didn't think she could ever get used to the feeling of having one of her boobs smooshed between another girl's. The reaction caused Katsumi to get ahold of Akashi's right breast and the sumo yelped.

"Gah!" She cried out as her tit was unmercifully tortured. Her toes curled and she slid her foot back. She had to keep her ground even if it meant her tits were battered and bruised. Craning her neck back to cry out, it left her exposed to Katsumi's next attack. "Oh-ohhhh." She cooed as she turned her head to eye Katsumi. Then she was bit and her eyes widened again. "Haaah!" She moaned and shut her eyes tightly. She couldn't fall back. Katsumi was probably going to make her cum if she turned this painful attack into a sensual one but that wouldn't give the sumo a point. Akashi could live with that.

Her knnes weakened from the attack. "Hah! Hah!" She panted, her mouth open as saliva began to run down her cheek. "Haaaaanh!" She moaned. Her pussy was dripping wet and she might have finally sunk to the floor if not for the hand that went up onto her ass. It made her eyes widen and she jumped, startled and right into Katsumi's waiting thigh.

"Haaaaahfuck!" She moaned as a muscle rippled against her pussy lips. "K-Katsumni-chan!" She moaned. "It-it's liek you'retouching me everywhere!" She cried. Her hands twitched and she held her hands up.

"Nyaaaah!" She said as her eyes partially closed. "Y-your fucking me so good!" She encouraged. But she wasn't completely done. Her fingers curled up and she reached up with one hand and clutched Katsumi's shoulders, digging them as hard as she could into Katsumi's shoulder. "I'm... I'm gonna cum!" She moaned. "B-but, I'm not done!" Katsumi was touching her everywhere, but Akashi thought she could rip the advantage away and as she extended her index and middle finger, she drove them upward and hoped to stab them into Katsumi's pussy.

Katsumi was practically purring as she felt her rival begin to melt in her arms and her defiant stance began to soften. She began to lap hungrily at Akashi's neck in order to push her lover over the edge, sucking and licking the lovely flesh like a child might feast upon an oversized jawbreaker. She felt Akashi's hand push upwards towards her nether regions and pulled her hand away from her opponent's breast. Using her hand and wrist to deflect and delay Akashi's digits for a few moments, Katsumi hugged her crotch tightly against Akashi's hip, trying to make it harder for the other sumo to jam her fingers in.

"Ah-ah, Akashi-chaan, you'll have to work a little harder to spear me!" Suddenly, Katsumi's hungry lips released Akashi's neck, her hands swung up to press their palms firmly against Akashi's temples, and Katsumi drove her lips and tongue powerfully into her fellow sumo's mouth! Blowing a stream of hot air directly into Akashi's cheeks, Katsumi would try to thrust her tongue all the way to the back of Akashi's mouth and down her throat. If she succeeded, she would wiggle her steamy taste organ around to orally stimulate Akashi, and with one last powerful push of her thigh, try to push her lover over the edge into the bliss of a climax.

Regardless of the outcome, Katsumi would tug her mouth away from Akashi and press their foreheads together, hoping to experience the orgasmic trembling of her lover face-to-face. "Cum for me, love. Cum for me, and before you know it, you'll feel the cool stone against your back..."

Akashi grunted in distress when Katsumi seemingly batted away Akashi's hand so easily. "What the fuck!" Akashi growled in almost anger. But before she could protest further her legs began to shake. "ShitShitshit!' She cried out as suddenly her pussy exploded. "FUUUUuuuuuckgnhgyaaah!" She grunted out the word as cool shower water mixed with hot fluids. Akashi had given in to Katsumi's mani pronged attack. "Bitch!" Akashi yelled, not from having getting off the first orgasm but from having not been able to succeed on her own attack.

Akashi's legs ached and she felt them start to sink but attempted to grab hold of Katsumi's hips. "I'm.." She huffed. "I'm getting in there." She challenged. "And if you aren't going to let me do wit with a crowbar them I'm bringing a damn wrecking ball!" She glowered up at Katsumi as she began to try and suckle on Katsumi's breast from the new position she was in to try and keep Katsumi stimulated. But for the moment she was mostly talk as the last bit of the orgasm twitched through her body and fluids still seeped from her pussy. If she managed, she would suckle on Katsumi's breast more like a child than with the intensity of a hot challenger. Still, she wasn't out of the running, Katsumi hadn't scored a point with that hard orgasm and Akashi knew now was the perfect time to lick her wounds and prepare for the next skirmish.