Idol Showdown! Round Two! (for zxn666)

Haruka was going through all shades of the color red just because of that one kiss. She really is like sempai, was her umpteeth thought, but she was immeasurably relieved over Megumi's apparent compliance with her request. "H-hai.. thank you," she panted as she was virtually carried onto her feet. The hug was tight, but tolerable, and made Haruka look like some sort of teddy bear in the much bigger Megumi's arms.

"Lesson number one Haruka."

"Huh?"

"Never wear something that allows your opponent to grab hold easily!"

Masato went white. He thought that an oil match would make it harder for Haruka to get hurt. So seeing Haruka get suplexed back-first into the mat was like a gut punch.

"Haruka!"

It was almost a relief for Haruka to be smashed into the mat. "Oof!" she yowled as she landed on her back, and stayed there. "Ittai..."

Megumi didn't hesitate to continue. She knew Haruka was tough, and that one suplex wouldn't be enough to keep her down for long. So she quickly got up and slid over to Haruka, this time grabbing her arms and pulling her up to a sitting position. Megumi decided to help Haruka out a little bit and even the playing field up.

"Lesson number two, Haruka," Megumi said, "In oil matches, make sure every last part is covered!" She scooped up two handfuls of oil and jammed them in underneath Haruka's swimsuit, rubbing it all over her body and fondling her up quite a bit as well.

Haruka winced as Megumi drew her onto her feet. She was still trying to make sense of the whirlwind transition from ache to-

"KYAAAHHH!!!"

She shrieked as Megumi's hands dove inside her one-piece to smear oil over every dry spot remaining on her body, including her breasts-

"IYAAAAHHHH!!!"

-and her sex-

"DAMEEEEE!!!!"

-even as she tried to pry Megumi off her.

"MEGUMI-SAN!!!"

"Mmm-hmm," Megumi hummed to herself as her hands violated every single part of Haruka's kawaii body. She stayed extra long on the really embarrassing and sensitive parts, one hand playing with Haruka's breasts and massaging the both of them, while her other teased and tickled Haruka's lovely sex. Megumi wondered if Haruka had ever even had proper sex before, hoping that it wasn't her first time. That would be too traumatic (and tragic!).

"There! All done!" Megui said, withdrawing her hands out from Haruka's swimsuit, "Can't let myself have too big an advantage! Now, time to get up!" Megumi grabbed Haruka's slippery arms and pulled her up with a little difficulty.

"Lesson three," Megumi said, "Don't be afraid to get embarrassed!" She would suddenly tackle Haruka around the waist, and throw her on the mat with Megumi on top. With a wink, Megumi would slide down Haruka's body until her face hovered right over Haruka's sex. She would grab Haruka by the hips to keep her in place, and then bury her face in Haruka's crotch, her mouth right over her sex.

Haruka wasn't an inexperienced virgin and had been in several hot hentai matches. But she was still easily embarrassed, just as easily aroused, and rather quickly dominated by the bigger, more experienced Megumi. The kawaii's helpless writhing grew weaker and weaker alongside her moans of protest as skillful fingers sank glistening oil deep into her sensitive flesh. Even Yatori didn't press her as forcefully as her current opponent.

Megumi would have no problem dragging Haruka onto her feet. Keeping her up was the chore. The idol girl trembled from scalp to toe. She had to cling to Megumi for support- only to get slammed and pinned into the mat again with a weak "Ugh!"

Again she was unable to help herself, forced to moan louder and then weaker as Megumi melted into her crotch. "N-n-nooo~" Her hands pushed at Megumi's head, but couldn't budge the redhead once inch and in fact actually sank her opponent even deeper into her sex.

Desperate for relief, Haruka grasped two handfuls of Megumi's long hair and pulled upward.

Megumi sank her tongue into Haruka's sex, licking her though her swimsuit. the material was rather thick and kinda abrasive, but Megumi's forceful tongue pushed through and made Haruka feel the pleasure. To better get at her sex, Megumi's hands began prying at Haruka's swimsuit, trying to pull it aside to really start pleasuring Haruka. But before she could do it, Haruka grabbed her long brown hair and pulled.

"Ow!" Megumi gasped. She looked up at Haruka with a bit of anger in her eyes. "Lesson four Haruka, don't do things that you'll regret!" Megumi said, using her hands to pull the swimsuit aside and then stabbing her middle finger deep into Haruka's sex.

Haruka shrank back from Megumi's angry eyes. But there was no escaping revenge. She wailed as Megumi ripped apart her swimsuit and lanced into her now-unprotected sex with a single finger. "Aaaahhh! I'm sorry, Megumi-san, I'm sorry!"

Masato was horrified. Here he thought that this choice of match would protect Haruka from being hurt. But Haruka was right and he was wrong. "Megumi-san!" he called out, begging she would pay him attention.

Megumi fingered Haruka for a few moments, just to teach the girl a lesson. But Haruka's wails of apology and Masato's calls finally gave her a change of heart. With a long sigh, Megumi pulled her finger out of Haruka's sex and slid back away from the young idol's body.

"Masato started this match thinking you wouldn't get hurt," Megumi said, "I don't think he realizes that these kinds of matches hurt the most when you aren't prepared. So here's the final lesson Haruka, prepare yourself!" She quickly slid forward again, this time aiming to grab and lift Haruka's hips off the oily mat and put the girl into a matchbook pin!

Haruka gladly crumpled into a fetal ball. Her first time getting fingered felt awful. She thought she'd heard Masato yelling; she could definitely see him on his knees outside the ring. She wanted to blame him, but she saw how horrified he was and promptly forgave him. He didn't expect this. Neither had she. It was her fault, too, for resisting when she could have just been... having fun.

"-prepare yourself!"

At least the matchbook pin was something she could respond to. Haruka desperately wriggled her tiny body, trying to buck off Megumi, wondering why the ref wasn't counting (and forgetting that only an orgasm counted for this match...)

Megumi, after putting Haruka into an effective matchbook pin, quickly shifted her position again. Her hands went around Haruka's slim waist, hugging her tightly to her body, while Megumi's head forced itself between Haruka's legs, right above her sex. Megumi then leaned in, putting her mouth right over Haruka's sex, and gave it a wet kiss.

"Mmm..." Megumi moaned, tasting Haruka's womanly juices, "You taste pretty good Haruka...