Tension Hentai #1 Contender Match: Lilly Vs. Clyde

Lilly laid there, on the mat after the humiliating, and downright dirty move that Clyde had done to her, tending to her sore crotch. Knowing Clyde, not that she knew him personally too well, she never expected him to resort to dirty tactics like that. He always seemed like too much of a goody goody to do something like that. It seemed the cheerleaders assumption was wrong. She made a mental note to pay him back tenfold. He made her crotch hurt? She was going to make his hurt ten times worse. It made her almost wish she didn't have to make the asshole of a cowboy cum in order to win. She really didn't want to give him any pleasure.

Getting to her feet, Lilly kept her eyes on Clyde. After one dirty move, she expected another. In fact, she expected him to make the first move as soon as she got up. And like old faithful, he was as predictable as predictable could be. He came right at her, his arms reach out as if he was going to grab her. Despite the lingering soreness in the cheerleader's crotch, she wasn't about to let such an obvious move get her so easily. She would weave to the side, going to duck in behind him, hopefully quick enough so that his back was still to her when she moved.

"I'll give you temper, bastard!" she would yell, aiming a kick to the back of Clyde's knee, hoping to get him off his feet and to his knees. If she managed to do that, and was ready to follow up immediately. Using her flexibility, and the strength she was so proud of in her legs, she would then aim a super kick right to the back of Clyde's head.

Clyde leaned forth as he prepared to grab Lilly and set up for a nasty piledriver that would surely put her out of the game and allow Clyde to intact his plan... The ultimate humiliation of Lilly and STILL win the heart of the girl! His plan would come to fruition and all he had to do was spike this skinny little blonde crazy chick into the mat. Easy!

But as Clyde went to do just that and reached out to snatch Lilly up, the smaller girl suddenly ducked and weaved right past him. "Aw crud." Clyde thought as he stumbled forward a bit, about ready to turn around and face Lilly until he felt some sharp stinging pain right in the back of his knee from a sudden kick by Lilly that made Clyde's eyes widen as he winced in pain. "Nh!" Clyde let out, dropping to one knee, unable to stop Lilly as she followed up with a devastating super kicked aimed right into the back of Clyde's head.

"Gkk!" Clyde let out through his gritted teeth as the back of his head was struck, his eyes traveling up his sockets as he felt his brain rattled by the massive direct hit that sent Clyde falling hard, head first into the mat, his head bouncing off the canvas before laying prone on his stomach, his vision blurred following the stiff blow.

"....Huuugghhh...." Clyde groaned as he saw the spinning arena lights out the corner of his eye, struggling to pick himself up off the mat on his hands and knees but would slump back onto his stomach against the canvas yet again, deeply affected by the blow.

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"Well it looks like Lily's springing up and back into action. I guess when you do the splits for a living, you're used to having your crotch do things that that it probably shouldn't. Either that or she wears a barbed wire g-string in her spare time. Ouch! Even I wished I hadn't said that one!"

"So, Angela, it looks like your theory rings true. Clyde's predictable moves have allowed Lily to recapture the advantage even while walking funny. Brains AND beauty, you're the total package, champ. Do you think that Clyde's wasted an opportunity or can he still get back in the game despite an error in judgement?"

Lilly's cheeks were still bright red as she got to her feet. What Clyde had done had been humiliating, and she planned on paying him back tenfold. So when Che came right at her, she swiftly ducked under his reach, and got in behind him, knocking him to his knees by kicking him in the back of the leg, and immediately following up with the strongest possible kick she could muster, right to the back of the cowboy's head.

Staggering a bit after landing the kick, Lilly regained her balance and stood there, looking down at her most hated enemy, watching him as he tried to get back up, only to fall back down. She had definitely hit her mark. And this was her golden opportunity.

"You know Clyde, This could have been avoided if you had just made this easy in the locker room," she would say, approaching her downed opponent and dropping to her knees at his side. Just thinking back on what happened that night got Lilly angrier and angrier. Never in her life would she have thought a man could resist the one thing that they craved the most. And all because he had to have a conscience. Well, it didn't matter now. Once she was done with him, he wouldn't have his little secretary bitch girlfriend anymore.

With Clyde still down on the mat, she would go to role him onto his back just before leaning over him, her face going dangerously close to his. "I guess we can pick up where we left off. Except this time, I hope your girlfriend is watching. I want her to see how much you're going to enjoy getting pleasured by me." Lilly spoke her words in a dark, vile tone, letting Clyde know that she wasn't playing around with him anymore. She was going to give him pleasure, and he was going to suffer while he felt it. With one of her hands, she would run her fingers down Clyde's chest, then stomach, and finally, go to slide under his tights until her fingers wrapped around his shaft. Her other hand would hold down his shoulder in a half ass attempt to keep him still. Not that she figured he'd be moving a whole lot after that kick.

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"Oh well.. thank you very much, Sugar... *giggle* Back to the action... I really don't know. Clyde made a big stupid mistake...and as time passes mistakes become more and more costly.... but the thing about mistakes is that they only matter if your opponent makes you pay for them... so the question here is, what can Lily do about Clyde's stupidity?"

It was no secret that while Lilly was untrained at wrestling and didn't know alot of moves, she was still quite dangerous with the usage of her legs. Clyde remembered taking quite a few of them to the head last time, nearly injuring him. One swift powerful blow that sent him to the mat with a mighty crash was enough to remind Clyde of how bad last time could have been. Right now he was just hurting.

"Ngh. I only regret not leavin' yo' ass sooner..." He wanted to evade Lilly as she knelt beside him, but could not move. He listened to Lilly's words and couldn't help but grit his teeth and lower his head. No matter how much he wanted to avoid Lilly he still a man and still attracted to her. The sheer fact Lilly intended to do things just attack Mercy made Clyde's heart sink, knowing he'd be used like that against someone he cared about. That was his suffering. No pleasure at all behind it.

When she leaned over him, Clyde turned his head away from her as much as he could before it perked up, his eyes shooting wide open as his jaw dropped with a sudden gasp. Feeling an eerie chill down his spine as he felt Lilly's soft, tender hands run down his chest, stomach and then finally under his tights, where she would grasp his manhood. His breath grew hot and heavy with rough panting, his member quickly getting stiff within Lilly's grasp. He felt like a shameless pig for letting this woman he despised get to him like this. He began to regret ever craving her body in both the past and present. For flirting and teasing with Lilly during their first match, maybe if he hadn't done that and just been a good guy, things would be different.

Clyde shuttered from the touch and bit his lip. He didn't want this kind of feeling. But it was going to grow if he didn't do something. "Nnh... L-Leave her alone, goddangit... She ain't done nuthin' ta' you!" Clyde let out, his eyes narrowing with determination as he tried to force himself up, using his strength against hers, preforming a push up of sorts to go against the pressure Lilly had on his shoulder to hold him down.

If that worked, Clyde would try to throw an elbow up into Lilly's core with the arm closest to her, trying to knock her off and away from him.

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"Well, I'd say a superkick to the back of the skull is a pretty good follow up, Ang. Yikes, let's role the replay of that one! Let's just hope that she didn't kick all the stupid out of his noggin or she might be in trouble again, ehehe. But now that Clyde's down, it looks like Lily's finally understanding the name of the game."

"This closeness is what we've been paying money for. She's reaching for the shaft and whispering something to him. Someone get a damn shotgun mic on that! bahhh... What do you think she's saying? Words of encouragment? Dirty talk? Sweet nothings? You know we're all about real talk here at AFW, Angela. What kind of dirty talk gets your engine revving?"

"Regret it all you want. it won't change anything now. Because from now on, you won't be going anywhere," Lilly would say, responding to Clyde's defiant words. If the cheerleader were to give him any kind of credit, it would be that he was tough in his own way if he could offer up smart ass, or tough remarks even when he was obviously on the losing end of a fight. At the same time, that quality about him just served to fuel Lilly's desire to beat him down even more, just to knock it out of him.

Sliding her hands down his chest, then right into his tights, she slid her fingers around his manhood, holding it tightly, but not too tightly. She wasn't really surprised when she felt him stiffen up almost immediately. Even Clyde couldn't pretend that he wasn't aroused and attracted to her. That was evident by how hard she already made him. It brought a grin to her face knowing that he might not want this, but even if he didn't, the perverted man inside of him did, and sooner or later, he would give in to his carnal desires and just let he blonde do whatever she pleased. It was only a matter of time.

Lilly watched as Clyde's body shuddered a bit at her simple touch. She let her fingers do a little traveling along his shaft, running up and down at a slow, barely moving pace. She didn't want him to get too excited just yet. She wanted to drag it out as long as she could, until he finally just couldn't take it aymore, and begged her to finish it. Such a grand ending to the match would make it so much sweeter for Lilly. Hearing him beg, and knowing thatshe would be taking away everything from him. Even his pride if she was lucky.

"Tsk, oh Clyde. Fool that you are. She's done more to me than you seem to be able to understand. Because of her, you were able to get away from me that night in the locker room. If it wasn't for her, I have no doubt in my mind that you would have stayed, and loved every second of it. So it was her fault in a way, that everything happened the way it did," she would explain to Clyde. She figure he wouldn't understand how she indirectly got in her way of making the cowboy her slave.

Clyde though, was still intent on fighting back. He pushed himself up a bit, trying to get her off. He had the strength advantage over her, that much was obvious. So holding him down with her own strength alone wasn't going to work. But there was one advantage she did have. She had it wrapped in her fingers.

As he pushed himself up, Lilly would give his manhood a powerful squeeze, hoping to put a halt to his attempt to get out from beneath the cheerleader. She wasn't about to let him get away. Not this time. If it didn't work though, and if Clyde could fight through it, she would be in trouble if he still managed to throw an elbow at her.

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"Like I said, Sugar. It is all about getting inside your opponent's head...and their ears are a great way to accomplish that. Guys have very wild imaginations, even the softest suggestion can send their easily distracted minds wandering in all the wrong places. I have found the best is mixing dirty with sweet, that seems to be the guys' favorite. AS for me... I am too cool to fall for that trick"

"F-F-F-F-F-Fuuuuck..." Clyde let out with eyes peeling wide open, his teeth clinched tightly as he shivered more from the feeling of Lilly's soft fingers running down his length slowly, a delicate and expert touch that was affecting Clyde greatly, making is legs shift against the mat as his lower body got antsy, biting his lip to keep from making any noise that indicated he felt pleasure.

And as Lilly explained to Clyde why she had own vendetta against Mercy, Clyde frowned deeply through the scrunched up face he was already making from what he was feeling. He remembered saying Mercy's name in front of Lilly, he knew the two already met but Clyde began to wonder if opening his mouth about the paralegal set the stage. Along with that, Clyde couldn't deny that if it wasn't for Mercy, he would have stayed with Lilly that night in the locker room. He didn't make any comment because of that, because she was right.

He instead tried to focus on getting free and was working his way up and trying to retaliate against Lilly, but Clyde got shut down when Lilly gave his shaft a tough squeeze that made his eyes bulge and twitch a bit.

"Gaaahhhhaaaaa..." Clyde let out with a shivering howl, arching his back as his body tensed up from the sudden squeeze that stunned him. His toes curling inside his boots and his nails digging into the mat as he convulsed lightly. Temporarily halted for a moment. The sensation would subside after a moment but for now it froze him.

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"Or maybe she's looking to get his head inside her! Oh! But seriously, Angela, how do you think Lily wants to finish this? The Cheerleader has shown tencaity but I have heard that she's still quite new to hentai matches. I have good sources, you know. Will she get creative and give the fans something special or will her timidity turn this into a one hand under the pants affair?"

"Whatever they were saying, it seemed just as heated as the hot pipe that Lily's deftly stoking, showing that actions are indeed louder than words. However, It seems as though, Lily's keeping this cowboy wrangled with only a firm grip on his joystick as Clyde falls back to the ground, writhing in forced pleasure. My favorite kind of pleasure, by the way. Yours too, no doubt?"

Lilly's expert touch was obviously taking it's tole on the cowboy. As she moved her fingers ever so slightly over his manhood, he shivered underneath her. Simple man that he was, he was already getting so excited over something so simple. The cheerleader wasn't really shocked though. She knew exactly how skilled she was at taking advantage over her opponent's body, be the male or female.

Clyde's strength advantage hover would prove to be a slight problem. But not one that she couldn't solve. She had her own advantage, and she used it. So when Clyde pushed against her to get up, she gave his shaft a hard squeeze, sending him right back down to the mat, groaning and shivering even more. She didn't care i it was from pleasure, or pain, or both. All that mattered was that she had his in her grasp. Literally.

"That's right Clyde, stay put. I don't need you getting up," Lilly would say, resettling herself on top of the cowboy. It made her feel even more powerful, knowing that she was so easily able to take advantage of the cowboy with one simple touch. She was ready to keep her momentum going. She was finally putting Clyde in his place, and she wasn't about to give him a chance to get out of it.

Lilly moved her face closer to Clyde's grinning her vile grin as she did so. Her fingers still held a firm grip, but loosened up a bit after the hard squeeze. "Now I want to know something else. Who's the better kisser?" she would say before going to press her lips against the cowboy's, forcing a kiss from his. While she does this, she'll also let her fingers do a little bit more work on his manhood.

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"Oh good one there, Sugar... I bet getting his head inside her would work... And I don't think Lily is as inexperienced as she likes to pretend. She is...well...not focused...more like obsessed. She seems to have him by the balls now...no no...not the balls. *giggle* Well of course there is no better kind of pleasure than the forced one"

"...Ngh... You and me both..." Clyde joked through a play on Lilly's words as he struggled to endure this unfortunate position with Lilly as the girl mounted his back and made the situation far worse. Clyde felt weak right now. He always tried to act like a real manly tough guy, but here Lilly was taking advantage of that and subdue the cowboy with an erotic touch. Either Lilly just knew how to touch someone or... Maybe Clyde just wasn't as strong as he thought he was. Getting subdued like this. Just a simple man at the end of the day.

His heart began to pound hellaciously as he felt the eerie presence of Lilly's face looming over his shoulder. Clyde closed his eyes and bit his lip from the continuous feeling of Lilly's fingers over his erect member, gasping slightly as she loosed her grip before hearing her words that made Clyde's eyes shoot open, turning to her out of reflex with a startled look in his eyes before suddenly feeling Lilly's soft lips press against his own.

"M-Mh!" Clyde let out within the forced kiss, his eyes fluttering from the embrace, releasing a small moan within Lilly's mouth from the kiss and treatment Lilly gave him downstairs. "Aw hell, aw hell!" Clyde thought to himself, his tongue quickly flicking out in reflex and sliding underneath Lilly's tongue from a brief moment before Clyde realized what he was doing. "Shit! No!" Clyde curled his tongue back just as quickly.

Thoughts were flying by, And Clyde thought of Mercy, hoping she didn't think he asked for this or wanted this, even if Lilly made it look like that. But the moment Clyde thought of the latter, he realized Lilly was right, Mercy would hate him if he showed any...

He had to get out. Now. Right Now.

"Hopefully she don't like it rough." Clyde tried to assure himself as he tired to bite on Lilly's lower lip and lean his head back, attempting to make it harder for Lilly to apply the lip lock, while at the same time trying to break it.

This was it. Clyde had nowhere to go at this point. With him trapped underneath her, and her fingers wrapped around his manhood, she was pretty positive that she had him in a position that he would be unable to get himself out of. No man would want to get out of it in her opinion. Wasn't it every man's dream to be lip locked by a sexy cheerleader? Sure it was.

Forcing a kiss from the annoying cowboy, Lilly felt even more empowered than she had before. Soon enough, Clyde's tongue began flicking against her own as she kissed him. It was wonderful. No matter how much he tried to deny it, he was just like everyone else. The part of him that wanted Lilly to do this to him was going to come out eventually, no matter how strong willed he was. This was solid proof that what happened in the locker room was nothing more than a fluke. Clyde had a moment of strength and ran before he could completely lose himself to Lilly's allure. That wasn't going to happen this time.

She was still shocked though. Clyde's tongue soon stopped responding to hers as she kissed him. She hated that he had that kind of willpower. Sure, it wouldn't be enough to keep him out of trouble later on in the match, but still. He always found some moral bullshit to cling onto and keep himself from letting it go to far. That wasn't going to keep Lilly from pressing though. She kept her lips on his, forcing a deep kiss from the cowboy. Even if he didn't respond, his manhood had other plans.

But a response was what she got, and then some. Lilly's eyes almost shot out of their sockets when she felt his teeth clench down on her lip, forcing what sounded like a moan and a squeak mixed together to escape Lilly. Instinctively, she pulled back from the kiss, releasing him from it. Balls. He really had balls. Just like always, he found some way to get on her nerves. But two could play at that game. She still had the upper hand.

"You want to play rough Clyde? Well, let's play rough then!" she would shout before once again, squeezing down on his erect member. She was going to train him, one way or another, not to fight back. And if this is how she had to do it, so be it.

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"Easy now, Champ. I make the quips around here. You just stick to lookin good. Let's get back to the action! It looks like Lilly wants to add a bit of affection to her kung fu grip. Who wouldn't want to be kissed by those tender, luscious lips, huh?"

"Ouch! Seems like the cowby only wants one of his heads locked down as he bites down on Lily's lip and causes her to release a.... Ehehe, well, She let go anyway. Methinks our lil' cheerleader has a fondness for a little bit of roughness."

It was hard for Clyde not to get lost in this kiss that Lilly had forced upon him. Lilly had an alluring sexual vibe about her that made Clyde want to melt into any embrace that she pulled him into. That was clear when he kissed her back for a moment before he came to his senses, fought his desires and tried to retaliate against Lilly by biting down on her lip in an attempt to make her break that damn kiss she had on him.

Nipping on her lip, Clyde made Lilly release a sound that lay between a speak and a moan, hearing that effected Clyde, getting himself more excited just their lips parted, leaving Clyde to gasp and pant with bright red cheeks as he looked up at Lilly, licking his tingling lips out of reflex as he still tasted the cheerleader's kiss upon them.

He quickly got his hands onto Lilly's slim waist, about to push her off, ignoring her shouting as he wanted to get out of this before... "Ah-Haah!" Clyde suddenly gasped with a light shiver, his back arching off the canvas as he released a brief sound of arousing pleasure from the squeeze that made his body tense up and freeze within the arch before slumping down to the mat.

"...N-Nh...L-Lilly..." Clyde muttered in a strained and scolding tone towards the cheerleader who froze him with her grip, thinking he was kicking his his but instead they remained still his toes curled within his boots. Lilly's relentless determination was both admirable and terrifying, for she showed no signs of letting Clyde get away this time, and that was starting to spook him.