Swimsuit Battle: Erin vs Ai

Ai tried to ignore how loud the crowd was getting now that she was lewdly groping on Erin's cute breasts, still it made the blush on her face turn bright red again. The worse was how much she enjoyed it, almost as much as she enjoyed having Erin trapped in her finisher. Ai had seen a few of AFW Hentai division matches, mainly thanks to her friend Haruka, so she felt a bit justified to do this... or at least she wanted to believe so. Certainly the referee didn't seemed to mind how Ai touched Erin and was more concerned with whether Erin submitted or not. "Ask her ref... I got her" Ai claimed trying to get into Erin's head. She was so turned on right now, she wanted real bad to make out with Erin at the end of this match, although she doubted that Erin would want to do the same. One thing was certain, Erin was as aroused as she was; Ai could tell by how hard the girl's nipples felt against her palm, so she squeezed them harder.

But it seemed like it wasn't enough, Erin endured it all although she wasn't fighting back anymore. Ai was running out of gas, she was already way beyond what she thought herself capable of doing, but she was determined to win no matter the cost. There was only one thing left that Ai could think of doing to her opponent. "ok Erin... you asked for this..." she said trying to shift the blame, and the shame, for what she planned to do to Erin. Letting her opponent's tit go after giving it a hard squeeze, Ai's hand moved down, caressing Erin's tummy over the soaked swimsuit to reach the girl's crotch to start massaging it in circular motion, just like Ai did when she touched herself. "This is your fault!...now give up!"

This Ocean's Trap was turning into an erotic nightmare for Erin at the moment.. She closed her eyes, pressing her face right into the nock of Ai's knee pit, trying to shut out the pleasure and calm down.. But there was just no escaping it... Ai's hand squeezed hard right on her small pebble like nipple and Erin's breathing rate quickened despite all of her best efforts.

The Osaka born girl spared a moment to open one eye a jar and catch a glimpse of the ropes, slightly obscured by Ai's thigh.. The other girl had executed this perfectly in the center of the ring... Besides that Erin had to focus all of what little energy she had in trying not to cum right there again so soon after her previous orgasm.. And then something happened to strike a devastating blow to Erin's defiant yet cute struggle to keep from popping...

Ai's hand had let go of her breast after the squeeze and slipped out of the swimsuit... But while Erin had been struggling to calm down, Ai had slipped her hand down over Erin's smooth wet belly down into her secret treasure trove...

Erin's eyes suddenly snapped open wide as she gasped in, her whole body bucking with a barely contained flood of pleasure as she tensed up, trying to stop right at the edge of toppling over a HUGE peak... Erin's hand grabbed onto Ai's leg tightly, she needed everything to be still right now! She needed just a moment-.. But Ai hand then started to move in a circular motion right over the the outlined wet camel toe and clit point through the swimsuit..

"OH!" Erin groaned out in surprise and arousal, her panting now becoming spluttered and really desperate... Her thighs trying to defy the hold and close up cause they need so much to be together to shut out this mind blowing feeling Erin was experiencing with Ai..

"Aiii- OW!! no- I can't- ahhh! I giv-!" Erin murmured, speaking so quick she was stumbling over her words... Her hand frantically waved around, trying to find something to tap out on but pretty much just as her hand found Ai's thigh her body gave a hard buck... A spurt of her juices splashed out from either side of her swimsuit rim, the Ocean's Trap keeping Erin's thighs parted so that the explosion was more intense and quite visible

"AAHHHHHHH!!!!"

Ai felt extremely ashamed for doing this to her opponent, but the shame of turning her finisher into a Hentai version was something she could easily handle better than the shame of losing. Or worse, the shame of losing to it, which seemed to be Erin's fate. Surely her humiliation was going to be much worse than Ai's. But this was AFW, so this kind of stuff was expected, even encouraged, Ai kept telling herself to handle the embarrassment. What she couldn't handle was how much she was LOVING it. Outwrestling a girl very much like herself and force her to submit felt awesome; outwrestling a girl very much like herself and force her to submit and cum at the same time was a thousand times better.

Ai felt the jolt in Erin's body and knew the girl was cumming. Ai felt honest pity for Erin, she would hate to be in her position, forced to cum and submit in front of a huge crowd...and TV cameras. But although she felt pity, she didn't stopped. The rush of victory and the lust of the conquest was way stronger. If any, when Erin tensed up and began to cum, Ai only applied the hold harder, and rubbed Erin's sex faster; she had defeated quite a handful of girls before, but never felt like this, so powerful, so in control. Erin wasn't just beat, she was Ai's plaything.

Ai closed her eyes and enjoyed the moment, shamelessly rubbing herself on Erin's back, humping her opponent, while she continued caressing her victim's sex more and more, and she had time. Although it seemed pretty obvious Erin was trying to submit the referee didn't called for the bell or broke the hold; apparently she was enjoying the show as much as the fans, and in a strict sense Erin had neither said the words nor tapped out.

Even as Erin's little soaked body exploded in passion, Ai wasn't slowing down... If anything she forced Erin's soft body to be wrenched tighter in the hold like she was trying to wring out every last drop of sweat for her like you might wring out water from a towel. Not only that but her hand started to speed up, really working on Erin's crotch and pushing the orgasm further.. Erin let out another cry as her body gave another hard spasm, trembling uncontrollably with the intensity of the pleasure washing again and again against her body.. She could barely think and her vision was a blur of colours

Ai could also tell from the way Erin kept hyperventilating in between intermittent groans and shudders that in terms of Erin being able to put up any further struggles, it was all done and dusted... Right now, every inch of Erin's body belonged to Ai and the way that Erin's thighs kept slumping open to Ai's hand each time her spasms of pleasure would allow it, only further underlined that point..

Slowly the ripples of pleasure started to die down leaving the oriental girl whimpering out all muffled into the underside of Ai's thigh... Erin barely even conscious at this stage and as vulnerable as she has ever been

Ai blinked and then looked at the referee, wondering why she wasn't stopping this. Ai thought that she had heard Erin give up, but she had to admit that she wasn't sure; Erin was moaning so loud and so much gibberish that it was hard to say if she had indeed surrendered or not. One way or the other the referee hadn't called for the bell and this was still on. Ai was a bit worried now, Erin's sexy body was completely limp; only the ticklish way the girl breathe in the underside of Ai's thigh gave any indication that she was still there. But despite her worries, Ai felt awesome; she had never owned an opponent like this, and although she thought the referee was being a bit of a jerk for not ending this, she wasn't letting Erin go. Instead Ai began to play with her victim, a bit ashamed by how drunk in power and lust she was, but the sensation of having a girl very much like herself so completely dominated that she could use her as a toy was overwhelming... and Erin was so cute!

Ai eased the pressure of her hold, without releasing, untwisting Erin's body a bit; she took a couple of seconds to recover her breathe, and then tightened the hold again, bending Erin's body mercilessly once more, only to ease the hold again after a handful of seconds...to repeat it all again over and over. The same thing she did with Erin's pussy, letting it go when she eased the hold, to the rub it furiously in circles when she tightened it. She began to forget that she had to win the fight the more and more she got sucked into ravaging her opponent.

Fortunately for Erin, the referee hadn't forgot, and seeing how Erin seemed totally out of it, the referee picked Erin's arm by the wrist and lifted it, only to let it fall to the canvas again and start counting for a KO. "ONE!"

The pleasure was just so mind blowingly amazing that Erin didn't even know where she was anymore... She had pretty much all but submitted to the hold and cummed in it and yet the hold was STILL fixed upon her small trembling form..

~Oh god..~ Erin was only just able to think and mouth the words, her lips gently brushing against Ai's thigh as she did. It seemed like Ai was determined to take her way past her limit here.. But just a the oriental girl thought that this hold would last forever she felt Ai slowly starting to loosen up, the hand at her crotch slowing right down as it... Erin's heart was given a chance to slow as it seemed that freedom was near...

And then suddenly Ai reaffirmed her grip and snapped the hold on just as tight as before. Erin let out a high pitched squeal as the sharp jolt on her body was enough to send her over the edge again.. Spasming uncontrollably as she came for a THIRD time in this one hold. For a second, her limp body became tense again but then shortly afterwards became limp again, spasming and twitching still as the hold was loosened again on her limp body and then wrenched again.

As the ref picked up Erin lifeless arm and let it go, it just dropped right into the pooling water on the canvas of the ring.. The ref raised the arm again and dropped it "TWO!!!" It looked like Erin was really out this time, caught in the ocean's trap by Ai while at the same time having an erotic dream about being held in the ocean's trap by Ai.

Hearing the ref count for the knockout filled Ai with hope; this was about to end, she only had to hold Erin a couple of seconds now. She closed her eyes and squeezed tightly on Erin's body with her legs to make sure her opponent didn't escaped. Her body was so numb and she was so exhausted that giving it her all in her hold made her almost faint. She didn't heard the referee ending the count... "THREE!" and although she did heard the bell sounding and the crowd exploding in cheers, she was so confused she didn't let go Erin at all. Only when the referee grabbed her leg and started to undo the knot Ai had made with Erin's and her body did the cute swimmer realized it was over. Her body went completely limp and she unwrapped her legs from Erin's body, to then notice her fingers were deep inside her opponent's wet pussy. Ai's face turned full red and she jumped back, breaking physical contact with Erin for what seemed to be an eternity. Suddenly, not touching Erin felt weird.

Ai remained on her back, panting heavy and looking at the rain drops falling on top of her. She had won and she felt so awesome about it, her first victory in AFW! But as happy as she was she couldn't help but feel worried about Erin, so she slowly got to her hands and knees, and began to crawl to her opponent. "is she ok?" she asked the referee who was checking on the downed kawaii.

After the bell rang the hold remained and even when the ref came along to help untangle, Erin's limbs stayed entangled with Ai's for a little while as if her body had become formed with Ai's. Finally the hold was released and ref was able to shove Erin's body off of Ai's and out of the hold seems Erin was unable to roll away from Ai's body herself.. She was finally out of the sexual nightmare of a hold, but in dreamland she was still trapped in the hold with Ai.

The kawaii was pushed over onto her back as another ref girl slid into the ring, Erin's thighs flopping open as she was rolled over.. Showing off how the wet crotch front of her swimsuit had pressed up against her mound so much that the outline was clearly visible. The first ref started to fan away at Erin's face to try and reduce the overheating while the second ref (embarrassingly enough) started to fan away at Erin's crotch, giving it the same treatment as her face.

Erin was panting ruggedly enough that her whole body was moving with each breath, not to mention the occasional twitch or spasm that would roll through her cute little form

"She should be ok, she'll need some time to recover though." The ref advised Ai.

Ai force a smile on her lips, she had won after all...and Erin was going to be okay, apparently. She pushed herself with her hands to get on her knees and blushed deeply as she watched the referees fanning Erin's face and pussy. She was very grateful that it wasn't her in that position and felt immensely proud of how devastating her finisher had turned out to be. The crowd was cheering like crazy as the announcer declared Ai the winner and with some help from the referee, Ai managed to get up back to her feet and had her arm raised in victory. Despite all the attention she was getting, Ai couldn't get her eyes of Erin. The match was over and they were know separated, but Ai still felt like a connection with Erin; even if their bodies weren't touching she could feel Erin's presence all over herself.

Ai stood in the middle of the ring oblivious to the fans, she wanted to say something to Erin, she didn't knew what but she just felt like she had to talk with the girl. Then again... she had no idea what to tell her; maybe Erin will be mad at her. Ai knew that if she had lost, specially like that, she would be quite sore and sad... maybe a bit angry too. Suddenly Ai began to panic, after all the things, very intimate things, she had done to Erin, what would the girl tell her if she saw her? Ai decided that actually it was a better idea to get the hell out of there. She slowly began to walk to the ropes, sliding in between them, walking almost like a burglar trying to get out of a house and looking back at Erin from time to time, just to make sure the girl wasn't looking at her.

Ai kept looking back to see if Erin was looking but it appeared that Ai had underestimated how much of a number she had really done on Erin, the Osaka born girl wasn't gonna be waking up any time soon despite the ref's best efforts to fan her face and crotch... She remained on her back panting huskily, her small pears heaving up and down deeply, looking all cute and vulnerable as she continued to dream about being caught in Ai's sexually devastating Ocean's trap. After some time the medi staff would have to come out to help carry Erin out of the ring

Ai wins via knock out