Drake Ishikawa Vs Izumi Hoshiko

Drake would blush deeply after she had released him, feeling a little dazed as he felt her moist juices stick to his face as her scent intoxicated him slightly. He was fortunate to be released as he blushed further from his own arousal, she really had a chance of putting him at her mercy with that counter. He would watch her roll off to the side, attempting to recover from the experiences of her first match. Not wanting to give her a chance to come back at him, Drake would leap right after her aiming to use his body to pin her down if she didn't catch him first. He had to do something and letting her recover would only be handing himself over to her.

Izumi, even though she managed to get away from Drake's oncoming tongue, she was still feeling the effects of his warm breath against her. She couldn't believe she let that happen. The head scissor had kept him from getting her, but still, it had gotten to her enough that she needed to get away, and try to recompose herself. But it seemed that Drake wasn't going to let that happen to easily. Already, he was coming after her, not giving her a chance to get herself ready.

Not fully ready to stop him, or dodge him for that matter, Izumi was caught and pinned down to the mat again. "Get off!" Izumi shouted, trying to push him away. She didn't need him getting his hands on her again so soon after their last tangle up. She had to get the upper hand, or she would be in big trouble.

Drake would lean himself forward after making a successful pin, he intended to keep her down before she got a hold of him. He would attempt to sink his teeth into the side of her neck with enough force to cause shock, but he aimed more for pleasure than pain as he would begin to suck and lick against her neck if he succeeded. Trying to get as far as he could to sedate her he would press himself against her body as he blushed deeply, he had to push himself past his own shy nature if he wanted to escape capture by Izumi.

Despite how much she tried, Izumi just couldn't get Drake off of her. She blamed that on the fact that she was still trying to recover from their last tangle up. That, or the boy was done making this too easy. Either way, things weren't looking up for Izumi. When he leaned himself forward on top of her, she let out a yelp, since her struggles were even more useless now that his whole body weight seemed to be pressed against her. No matter how much she struggled, she just couldn't shake him.

"I said get o-ahn!" she was cut short when she felt Drake's teeth sink into her neck pretty hard. She hadn't been expecting it at all. But at this point, that was her own fault. She should have known he'd go for something like that. Now trapped underneath her opponent, with his teeth teasing at her neck, Izumi's struggles grew a bit weaker, and it was becoming more apparent that he had her pinned pretty good. "Ah... Nh..." she moaned as she tried with what she had left to buck him off, but given her situation, it wasn't much.

Drake would blush as he heard Izumi's sensitive moans and gasps while he bit into her neck. The display left him aroused off of her enjoyment as he blushed deeply while she bucked her bare hips against his crotch. He would struggle himself to hold back any moans or sound, not wanting to give her anything in this situation that would let her turn the tide. Still he knew she could feel his bulge as she squirmed and rubbed herself against him, he had to try something bold to risk her wearing him down over time. Drake would take his free hand and undo his pants, exposing himself to her as he surrendered his sex to her as he pressed his hips forward.

Drake would let out an almost helpless moan as he would aim to slide himself inside of her, gasping as he now turned this into a war of attrition if she would let him get that far. His teeth sinking into the other side of her neck and sucking a little harder against his neck while his hands caressed her body. One hand he would use to lightly drag his nails down her spine while the other would slide under her bikini top to kneed and massage her breast with his hand. If she did nothing to stop him he could begin to thrust and pump his hips against her while she squirmed and rubbed against him, hoping to break her before she managed to subdue while his he hand at her back would try to remove her bikini top. He knew at this point he either had victory in his grasp and just lost everything surrendering himself to her.

Izumi was irritated that she wasn't able to shake him off of her, and his teeth at her neck wasn't helping her situation in the least. She hated to admit it to herself, but she was really enjoying his touch. His teeth sent shivers down her spine, and having his whole weight on top of her, keeping her down was a bit exhilarating as well. It felt good to be dominated every once in a while, but this was a match, and she didn't want to just give in to him. Not so soon. She cursed herself for how easily excited she got over so much body contact.

Still, she tried to fight it. Squirming underneath him, doing everything she could to try and wiggle free, but to no avail. It was then that she felt something poking against her exposed sex. It didn't take a genius to know what it was. "N-nooo!" she shouted, redoubling her effort to shake him off, but seeming to get nowhere. It wasn't long before she felt him slide into her, forcing her eyes to shoot wide open. "Nyaaaaah!" she let out, her hips involuntarily bucking toward his own hips. She couldn't believe that he managed to take such advantage of her so soon. She had gotten careless, and made too many mistakes, and now, she was paying for it.

She felt his touches everywhere on her now, from his hand trailing down her spine, to his hand which found it's way under her top, as well as his bites which never stopped. He had all of his bases covered it seemed, and it was sending waves of pleasure, as well as humiliation through her. She hated that he had her like this, but loved it all at the same time. It was so much that she didn't offer up any fight when he went and removed her top, revealing her luscious breast to him and the crowd.


"S-stop..." she muttered between moans. She wanted so bad to fight him, but she couldn't bring herself to. In the end, it was coming down to who could outlast who.

Drake had felt terrible, if she had faced him a few matches ago his morals would've made him release her and probably not attempt this attack to begin with. But things had changed, he had to think about how things would go if she was the one mounting him. It was obvious that she would not share the mercy that the old him would have given to her. "I'm sorry...but I can't just let you win and take me prisoner like the others..." Drake had been the victim of several woman of AFW in the past and he couldn't bring himself to be humiliated and broken down again, not without a fight, the least he could do for Izumi was to end this as fast as he could. Drake figured if she didn't escape by now he had the opening he needed to bring an end to this match, and end her before he himself had an orgasm, he felt terrible enough for taking her like this.

He would aim to slide his arms beneath her thighs, lifting her up as he tried to force her to hold on to his neck if she didn't want to fall. From there if she allowed Drake to lift her he would use his body to shield her's from the audience's eyes as he heard a mix of boo's for this and cheers for the set up of his finisher. Once again Drake would sink his teeth into the side of her neck and suck against her flesh fiercely, using his arm strength to lift her from her hips up and down as he curled her body, bouncing her on his member. If she let him lock in Dark Feeding he would continue to bounce her up and down off of his member for as long as he could or hopefully until she broke.

Izumi's body, no matter how much she tried, just didn't seem to want to respond to her will to fight back. She didn't want to admit it, but she was enjoying this so much. With each thrust inside of her, another loud moan escaped her, echoing through the arena. Izumi wasn't embarrassed by the crowd seeing this, but she was humiliated that she was losing so easily. She didn't want to just let her body give in, but it seemed that she had very little choice in the matter.

When Drake's teeth sank into her neck again, she felt her body shiver with delight. He really knew how to get her in the right spots, and that was the biggest problem. If he was bad, then she could have gotten away easily. But she wasn't so lucky. or maybe she was, it depended how you looked at it. When Drake lifted Izumi up off the mat, her arms went around the boy's neck involuntary to stop herself from falling. She looked at Drake through half closed eyes, unsure of what to expect at this point. Her mind was so fogged by the pleasure that thinking was practically pointless.

When Drake finally began to start his finisher, Izumi's eyes closed tightly. "Nh.... Ahhhh!" she screamed out as she was forced to bounce up and down on his member. Izumi threw her head back and leaned backwards, her back arching a bit. It felt sooo good. Better than she wished it did. With each bounce, she felt herself growing closer and closer to an orgasm, and as such, a loss. The idea of losing her first match was humiliating. But she felt there was little she could do but enjoy it.

"Ah... I'm gonna... AhhhHHHHHH!" she screamed as her orgasm hit her before long. Her juices spilled out onto Drake's member which was still inside of her.

The bell would ring as the audience was in cheers witnessing Izumi's orgasm and the ref declaring him victor of the match. Drake managed to finally beat Izumi, it was proof that he had become a much stronger competitor in AFW and claimed a victory for the men in tension. The battle was left very close as his senses caught up with him, finding himself nearing his own limit as his body started to tense. He didn't have the strength to lift her off of him as he struggled to remove her from himself. The sudden rush from the feel of her inner muscles squeezing him tight as she flooded his member with her hot juices on top of enduring the feel of her body as she bounced on top of him was over whelming as he stumbled backwards, feeling his legs give out. They would collapse on the floor as the impact only proved to shove himself deeper within her, forcing him to let out a lewd yelp as he gasped and moaned helplessly "Nrrrgh!". He would try with all of his might to remain perfectly still and hold back his own orgasm to give her the chance to get up, it was ironic she finally had him right where she wanted him only moments too late. He would look into her eyes defenseless as he watched her, his mind far too distracted with holding himself back to move.

Drake Wins Via Hentai Fall