Johnny Higurashi Vs. Lisa Giordanni- No Holds Barred

Johnny couldn't help but laugh at Lisa's words. He had to admit, despite being so fierce at times, she was really cute right now. Even if she was pinning him down good now and it was his turn to feel the pain as she snaked her tight legs around him and pressed down hard.

"G-ghhh!" He grimaced as she spread his legs apart and he felt her hips grind into his. He blushed while he gritted his teeth and she further humiliated him by pressing her ample chest around his neck so his chin pushed up against her bountiful valleys.

"Not.. fair!" he said as he wriggled enough so the ref, who had slid in position, couldn't get a good lock on his shoulders and start a pin count.

"Heh..." He began to paint, feeling her body head in their 'embrace'.

"There's this blue haired chick I know that would say otherwise." He grunted out. He said it so casually because he didn't want to give Lisa the pleasure of being able to flaunt herself while Taylor was watching. That would be the worst thing for Johnny outside of this compromising position.

He then shut his eyes. He could feel his manhood begin to throb a bit from how tightly their bodies were pressed together. "And.. stop calling me kid, dammit!" He added as he turned his head and huffed into her boob. He had to try and think of a way out of it before he used up all his strength fighting the pin!

"Hmm? Blue haired chick? Is she... your girlfriend?" Lisa smiled as she asked that to her embarassed opponent. She was starting to realize the reason for the boy's unconfortable mood when that close to her, perhaps he was in a relationship with someone and was thinking that a close body contact with other girl would be almost like cheating.

"How silly of him... if he thinks that and enters a mixed wrestling league, he's gonna lose everytime! Better if he just stayed at home, waiting for his girl get the money to pay the bills." The brunette thinks.

Lisa didn't want to go for the smother, first she wanted to know if Johnny was in a relationship, and was also curious about the girl. But, at that time, she was almost sure.

"Heh..." Johnny grunted out. She caught him pretty easily. "Of course." He said with a smug tone despite knowing what a predicament he was in. "Because of her... That's why I have to win!" Johnny said defiantly. He had thought of something and hoped it worked because his other options were not roads he wanted to go down. He threw his head up to try and smack it against Lisa's. He wouldn't be able to perform a deadly headbutt, but contact should be enough in this situation.

All he wanted was to cause enough pain to startle her so he could pry away his hands from her grip. If he could, he would instantly bring his arms up and wrap them around Lisa's torso and lock them together just so she couldn't get at them. If he could manage that, then he would have to work on getting out of the grapevine next.

"Hahaha, how cute! I don't know what your girlfriend has to do with our match, but it seems that you're dedicating your defeat to her, right?" Lisa smiles, playing with him a little. Then, she would go for the breast smother, when her throat got hit by his headbutt, making the brunette cough.

"Ghh..."

The girl decides that it is not wise to let he use his head again, so she finally moves her breasts over his face, engulfing him into her generous tanned chest.

Johnny's head but didn't hit, or do, what he was intending and soon Lisa was pushing her massive chest onto of him. "No-wai-hmmmpphH!" Though no one could see his face he was blushing deeply into Lisa's soft, comforting chest. Ideally this would be exactly where he wanted to be but at the moment he was in a tight spot. He couldn't let her suffocate him to death. He had to try and think of a way out of the situation.

Whiled his head wrestled with Lisa's heavenly breasts engulfing him, there was one good thing about this maneuver. With her body so far up his, her grapevine would be all but useless and he could break free of it with his powerful thighs. He didn't like her words and his hands slid down her body and cupped her tight ass as though he might begin to rub it. He let a hot sigh into Lisa's chest and then tried to grab onto the fabric of Lisa's swimsuit and pull up as hard as he could to try and give the swimmer a painful wedgie.

Lisa was holding her opponent in her clutches, pinning his hands down and spreading his legs with her strong thighs. But as she moved her chest over his face, her grapevine lost much of its strenght, and she felt Johnny breaking free from it, shaking his legs and moving them in between the girl's ones.

"Doesn't matter, I still have him under my smother." The brunette thinks, smiling as she feels his warm breathing on her soft yet firm breasts.

But, as he was struggling with great strenght and vigor under her, she couldn't keep his hands still and pinned, and soon he got them free too. Immediatly, Lisa embraced his head and pressed them hard against her boobs: "Stand still, brat!"

He didn't. The curvy brunette felt his strong hands sliding over her body, sending a shiver through her spine. They rested on her large booty, making the girl blush a little when they started groping her. But that teasing didn't last much, as soon Lisa's swimsuit got pulled ruthlessly against her rear, making the Italian scream in pain as the fabric burned her crotch.

"AYYEEHHH!"

Lisa tries to move her hand to Johnny, and pull them away from her swimsuit, while keeping the smother. But the painful wedgie was getting the tall brunette weak, and securing the position would be really difficult.

Johnny held on as hard as he could to the wedgie when heard Lisa scream. Still, it didn't get her to release the smother, which was what he was trying to do. He grunted as her breasts pushed up against his face and cut off his air, turning his face red. Still, as he did, he tried to spread his legs and plant the bottom of his feet onto the mat and bridge to try and force leverage onto this wedgie, and trying to use his hips to flip Lisa onto her back or at least off of him.

Lisa and her opponent entered an endurance contest. The brunette, attempting to resist the pain on her burning crotch and rear due to the painful wedgie the boy was applying on her, was trying at her best to hold him between her boobs, but it seemed like his breath was endeless, and she got impressed at how hard he could pull and do effort while under her breast smother.

"Ghh...how...ghaahhh" she moans, hurting in her bottoms.

Then she felt Johnny's hips moving up, while his strong hands ruthlessly pulled her swimsuit even further, feeling like it was ripping her little camel toe. It exposed some of her womanhood as the fabric sink into it. The crowd roared in excitement, and Lisa's cloth almost was thorn apart.

Then she finally got pushed aside, getting off the young boy, and feeling her womanhood burning. She stays face down, clutching it and moaning softly, almost crying, as the swimsuit was stuck inside.

"Ahh...ahh..."

When Johnny was able to push Lisa off her, he rolled away and began panting. He was only concerned with getting some distance and recovering his breath. He hadn't heard the tearing of her swimsuit or the roar of the crowd as he accidentally exposed her woman hood to them. Under her firm breasts, all he could think about was escape. Now that he had it, he looked up at Lisa and saw her still face down.

He furrowed his brow and slowly and cautiously began to crawl towards her, still huffing as he tried to recover his breath. He looked at her body and saw her lower lips exposed and blushed deeply. He scrambled forward and tried to slide his finger underneath her swimsuit and tugged at it so she would be covered once again. He suddenly felt bad about what he did. Had he gone too far? He really wasn't sure what to do next.

Lisa's crotch was burning as she stood there at the ground, face down, moaning deeply and panting as she clutched her hurt womanhood. She noticed that Johnny had pulled it so hard that it was stuck inside her.

"Ghh...damn..." She blushed as she felt her lips exposed.

The brunette, even embarassed with that compromising situation, was afraid of the pain that would be unstucking her swimsuit, so she would pull it slowly, trying not to rip it even more. She didn't hear the boy coming closer to her, crawling slowly, until he was touching her crotch again, sliding his finger on that area, which was kinda wet by now.

"Ahhn...what?!" she moans, surprised, and then quickly crawls away from Johnny. She didn't want him to touch her there, she was rather sensible and tought that the young wrestler would go for the fingering on her.

She reaches the neares ropes, panting and nervous, and climbs it, standing to her feet again, before slowly unstucking her swimsuit. If Johnny is still watching and didn't try anything, she will turn to him, blushing and embarassed:

"Wow, you really take the no holds barred stuff seriously, don't you?"