Azami Tsukimori vs Hitomi Fujishima

"Arara? Naughty?" Azami said with a faked surprised expression. "I haven't even begun to be naughty, but you're more than welcomed to give your lessons... ohoho~"

The hime watched her opponent movement carefully as Hitomi inched closer towards her. Right when the idol jumped at her with her arms reaching for her breasts, Azami would try to grab the girl's arms before falling backwards to lie on her back once again. She would spread her legs open to welcome Hitomi's head on top of her stomach, just a little bit above her crotch. The blue haired girl would then attempt to wrap her leg around the idol's neck to trap the girl in a Figure Four headlock while still holding her opponent's arms. It's a shame that she still had her dress on, otherwise it'd be a much better situation, or so Azami thought.

"Don't you wish that I'm wearing nothing down there right now, Fujishima-san?" the hime would taunt the idol teasingly if she manged to trap her opponent.

The direct assault failed spectacularly as Azami grabbed her offending arm and pulled her down, unbalancing Hitomi and breaking her defenses. She flopped on top of Azami, desperately trying to push herself back up to a better position, but suddenly she found herself trapped even more as Azami wrapped her leg around Hitomi's neck and trapped her in a tight and painful figure four headlock! The idol felt Azami's leg pressing against the back of her neck and grunted, trying to pull herself free.

"Ngh.... You're the one who wants that," Hitomi grunted as she suffered in the hold. She reached down with her one free hand, as Azami had grabbed the one attempting to lariat, and tried to reach underneath the girl's dress to directly attack her sex. She would poke forward with long and delicate fingers to feel for the princess's sex and show her just how naughty her opponent was as well!

"Are you suuree?" Azami teased her opponent as she slightly increasing her legs pressure on Hitomi's neck. "Don't disappoint me by starting to be dishonest now, Fujishima-san..."

The hime felt that she's in control now. She got the idol's head trapped in a tight lock while securing one of the girl's arms. Hitomi still had one arm free, but it didn't seem like the girl would be able to cause a serious harm with that. Azami was right with her assessment, because her opponent decided to do a sexual attack instead! Feeling Hitomi's hand on her crotch that was covered by a fundoshi, the blue haired girl let out a short gasp and her legs would loosen her hold for a short while.

"Aahn~ That's more like it..." she let out softly before tightening her Figure Four again.

Azami was curious about how good was Hitomi's sexual attack going to be. Unless the girl was like, a sex expert, then the hime was confident that she could make the idol pass out first before she would get extremely aroused. Therefore, she thought that this position was a good way to find out her opponent's skill.

The tight hold got loosened for a second after Hitomi's fingers found Azami's sex. She sucked in a deep breath before the princess locked down again, knowing that she didn't have much time. Hitomi was by no means a sex expert, but she did know her way around a woman's body. Trained as a geisha, Hitomi had to learn carnal pleasure as well, and even though she never took her lessons seriously she had picked up a few tricks, one of which she was about to use on her opponent.

Feeling the cotton fundoshi that Azami wore, Hitomi abandoned her attack on her sex and moved her hand up. She quickly curled her fingers underneath the fabric just above the girl's sex. Working her grip, she would try to make the fabric into a thin rolled-up line, before yanking upwards. With that, she hoped to tightly wedge the cotton cloth into Azami's sex and butt, flossing the general area with her own underwear and causing the princess a great deal of discomfort, mixed in with pleasure!

As she tried to weaken her opponent with her lock, Azami felt that Hitomi's finger movement was kind of unusual. The idol didn't try to rub her sex or anything, although when she felt her fundoshi was being rolled her blue eyes would widen a bit. The hime realized what her opponent was going to do now, as well as the fact that she couldn't really stop Hitomi from doing what she's planning.

"Ah ah aahh~!" Azami moaned as the idol gave her womanhood and rear a wedgie using her own fundoshi.

Her legs grip would gradually loosen as the blue haired girl arched her back slightly. Azami would still try to keep Hitomi's head locked at the very least, even if she couldn't really pressure the idol's neck as much as before. The results from her own squirming might make her opponent's head slipped down a bit, bringing it closer to her crotch. The Tsuki-hime would then try to use her free hand to grab the idol's head and pushed it onto her womanhood to cut her opponent's air. Azami was hoping she could pin Hitomi's hand with the girl's own head to stop the wedging. Since she was focusing her attention to her lower part, however, her grip on Hitomi's other hand was gradually loosening...

The pleasure and pain seemed to be enough to weaken the hold Azami had on her neck, which proved completely sufficient to wake her up from the stupor the lack of air was putting her in. Azami was moaning in pleasure, a sweet sound to Hitomi's ears. Knocking her out wouldn't end the match, but if Azami begged Hitomi to make her cum then she would win. So far, the princess had done nothing to pleasure Hitomi while the idol had Azami on her back and moaning. She was in the lead.

Hitomi was about to pull herself free when Azami suddenly pushed down on her head and forced her right into her crotch. Hitomi wound up with her face buried in Azami's sex and she gasped in surprise, her tongue tasting Azami's sex just for a second. Hitomi decided to continue her assault, pulling up on the girl's fundoshi and using her tongue to lick at the girl's sex to stimulate her more. Her other hand, feeling Azami's grip weaken, began twisting from side to side to pull out of the princess's grasp, so she could grab Azami's breasts again and start pleasuring the princess's body completely! Hitomi might still be running out of air, but she knew Azami was susceptible to pleasure now, and that given enough stimulation she would have Azami helpless before her sexual assaults.

Azami bite her lower lips to hold back her own moaning as Hitomi was now licking her womanhood. Her plan was sort of backfired and her problem became worse now as the idol freed her hand and groped her breast again! Her opponent's assault was starting to make the hime very aroused, her back arching a bit more while her sex starting to become wet. It's kind of a vexing predicament for the blue haired girl as it was. On the other hand Hitomi's assault felt so good she didn't really want it to end. However, she also realized that if this kept up she might ended up begging for her orgasm which would mean defeat for her.

"Nnngghh..." Azami would let out as she keep pushing the idol's head on her womanhood, trying to cut as much air as she could.

She finally decided that she had enough... for now, and pulled her leg from the back of Hitomi's head to plant it on the front instead. Letting out a groan, Azami would then push her opponent's head as hard as she could to try shoving the girl away from her. The blue haired girl would roll aside afterwards so she could recover herself from the sensation the idol just caused her.

Hitomi licked and sucked on Azami's sex, which was wet now not just from her saliva but from the princess's own sex juices. It tasted surpringly good to Hitomi, who was ravenously eating her opponent out. She was almost out of air though and tried to push up to take a breath, but only managed to get some of the strong smell of Azami's wet sex into her nose before Azami pushed her down and kept her down. But that didn't stay for long; the princess soon released Hitomi and pushed on her head, forcing the idol away. But Hitomi had a surprise for Azami. She kept her grip on the girl's fundoshi, and when she got shoved back, Hitomi dragged it with her, taking her underwear!

Hitomi coughed a few times and she regained her breath. She took the cotton cloth and wiped her face using one of the dry parts. "Ara, hime-sama, look what I have!" Hitomi said, raising the wet cloth, "Such a lewd display... You really are a naughty princess!"

Azami was lying on her side on the mat after she rolled away from Hitomi, panting rather heavily with a slight blush on her face. Her hand reached for her crotch to feel her own dampness, only to find out her fundoshi was missing. Her eyes blinked a few times before she looked at the idol's direction, to find out that she was using it to wipe her face! It seemed like her opponent was as just perverted as herself, and Azami smirked, although her blushes became slightly deeper.

"Ohoho... you're very naughty yourself, Fujishima-san..." she would say in the middle of her panting. "Do you like the taste of a hime?"

Even if her legs were a bit shaky from the idol's treatment earlier, Azami wasn't physically harmed which made her ready to attack again. As she got on her feet, her dress dropped down to cover her bare pussy and she would take a deep breath. The hime wouldn't wait for Hitomi to be ready as she would make a dash towards the idol, trying to grab the girl's arm and pulled her up so she could toss her towards the ropes.

After wiping her face off, Hitomi tossed the fundoshi away, making sure her opponent wasn't going to clothe herself down there any more. She tried to get up onto her feet, but a wave of dizziness overtook her, mostly from the lack of air from before, and the idol stumbled for a second before getting fully up. That second was quite crucial, as Azami stepped in before Hitomi was fully ready and grabbed her arm. Hitomi gasped in surprise when Azami tossed her out towards the ropes. She stumbled backwards, hitting the ropes backfirst, and used them to spring back into the ring. She hadn't gotten her balance, and was going to fall, but she wanted to take Azami down. So she lunged forward, arms stretched out, trying to grab onto Azami so they would again fall down together!