Asami Asagirl vs Irezumi

Breathing hard, Asami let out a groan as Irezumi's fingers trailed up her body. When her fingers slid across her face, Asami captured one of them in her mouth, sucking what remained of her juices off of it.
Then Irezumi's shove sent her away from her foe, but Asami managed to turn it into a roll and got back to her feet. Righting her costume, Asami smiled at the Red Lotus member.
"Alright, you got me there..." she admitted, taking a breath to try and steady herself.
Inwardly though, Asami knew was lagging behind in this fight, on shaky legs after such an intense orgasm....

“Mmnn-damn!!” Irezumi exclaimed happily, feeling a brief shudder of desire as she watched Asami roll nimbly away from her. She had to admit, the other girl had taken her finger-fucking rather well. Irezumi now had hentai bragging rights, but she had by no means won the match just yet. Her own mind was hardly clear of hormonal urges, so she took a quick breather, too.

She smiled and adjusted her wrap gloves. “Hmm, maybe a little weak-willed, but canâ€t say that I blame you!” Irezumi taunted impishly, analysing Asamiâ€s performance. Sheâ€d advance on her opponent, hoping that the other ninja would be pretty distracted, trying to grab her and whip her roughly into the turnbuckle.

Asami was still feeling a bit winded from her orgasm and when Irezumi grabbed her arm to whip her towards the turnbuckles, she offered no resistance.
Hitting the turnbuckles, she let out a pained cry before slumping against them, shaking her head and trying to will herself back into the match.

Irezumi couldnâ€t help but smile as she watched Asami slam helplessly into the turnbuckle, the masked girl certainly looking the more dominant wrestler right now. There was a confident sway of her hips as she strolled towards her groaning opponent.

“Iâ€m going to love watching you squirm,” she purred mischievously. Irezumi would raise her leg and move to jam her foot against the cornered girlâ€s throat, gripping the ropes to steady herself as she began to choke Asami.

The Tokyo native let out a gurgling rattle as Irezumi's foot pushed into her throat.
"Unnghh....we'll see who'll be..urk...squirming!" she managed to rasp out.
After a few moments of being strangled by the other ninja's foot, Asami's hands would reach out, seizing a hold of Irezumi's ankle and began to pull it up and away from her neck.
Then with a burst of speed, Asami would try to hang it up over the top rope. With her flexibility, Irezumi probably wouldn't be more than mildly uncomfortable, Asami guessed. But then Asami would suddenly drop into the splits in a display of her own quickness and flexibility, while tugging aside Irezumi's costume that protected her pussy with one hand. The other would suddenly drive two rigid fingers up into the other kunoichi's sex, hopefully before Irezumi could react with her leg still up over the top rope...

Irezumi gave a cruel grin as she pushed her foot harder against Asamiâ€s neck, punishing her opponent and pushing her back against the turnbuckle… then suddenly, her foot went further forwards than she was expecting.

“Eh?” she gasped as her foot went into open space, and her ankle was looped over the top rope. Asami seemed to have disappeared in a blur of movement.

“What are you - ahhh!!” Irezumi squealed girlishly in total surprise as she felt her sex being penetrated. The Red Lotus member really hadnâ€t been expecting that!

Her eyes widened as she looked down to see Asami dropped in a splits, fingering her now-exposed crotch. She had to admire the cunning, but it was shocking and embarrassing for her, all the same.

The impudent fingering sent a shiver of arousal through Irezumiâ€s body. She tried to back away, but found her muscles had tensed at the other girlâ€s groping touch, and she couldnâ€t immediately unhook her leg from the rope without losing her balance.

“Oh, you… ngh!!” she squeaked, grabbing the rope to stop herself from falling, but still stuck in a faintly silly one-legged position.

"Hehe, it's feels soooo good doesn't it? You can't even finish a sentence!" Asami taunted.
Deciding to put her mouth to better use, the Tokyo native brought her face to Irezumi's sex, her tongue teasing along the other girl's clit. Her finger picked up the pace, starting to drive quickly in out of Irezumi's pussy with fast, hard thrusts.
Seeing her foe's difficulty in getting out of this predicament, Asami thought about adding this position to her arsenal of sensual 'attacks.
*Hehe, even Marisa or Natalia wouldn't see this one coming...* she mentally noted.

“Ohh… ohhhhh….” Cute little moans escaped Irezumiâ€s lips, her body visibly reacting to the fingers and tongue of her opponent. Her awkward, embarrassing position was not enough to distract her from the pleasurable stimulation. Pangs of desire began to grip her sex and she felt herself moistening.

“You sneak!” she managed to gasp, with both frustration and admiration in her voice as she continued to be fingered.

Irezumi bit her lip as she tried to regain her composure. With a grunt, she would finally stretch to unhook her lifted leg.

“Nghh… nice try…” If Irezumi did manage to get free with both feet on the floor, she would move her hips away from Asamiâ€s lowered head… then twist and thrust them forwards, trying to smack her hip into her cornered opponentâ€s face and bump Asamiâ€s skull against the turnbuckle.

Asami noted Irezumi finally freeing her leg from where she had left it.
"Aww....don't you want to stay and enjoy yourself?" she asked.
However, Irezumi twisted away, taking her sex away from Asami's mouth, as well as making the Tokyo native's fingers slide from her sex. Before Asami could get out of her position in the splits to try and roll away, her opponent slammed her hip against her face. The impact toppled Asami into a sitting position in the corner, as well as driving the back of her head against the middle turnbuckle with a low "Unngh!" of pain.
Dazed, Asami shook her head, trying to clear it before Irezumi got too much of an advantage....

Irezumi grunted with effort as she made her escape and hip-slammed Asami, but allowed herself a little chuckle as her opponent slumped onto the turnbuckle. She had to admire the other girlâ€s creativity in getting her into a compromising position, but now it seemed the tables had turned back in Irezumiâ€s favour, and she would take full advantage.

“Ohh, youâ€re a sly one, arenâ€t you,” she grinned, pulling her costume back into position. “But, if you insist…” She had a wicked idea that she couldnâ€t resist trying.

Irezumi turned around a little more, so her back was facing the seated Asami. And her butt was inches from the stunned girlâ€s face.

“…Iâ€ll stay and enjoy myself!!” she laughed, gripping the top rope and thrusting both of her hips backwards, jamming her ass into Asamiâ€s face, hoping to thump her skull against the ringpost again.