A Summertime Preview...

As the opening lyrics for L'amour et la libertà by Naoki Underground began to play, fans in the arena began to cheer. After a long time away from the AFW ring, veteran hentai wrestler and model Marisa Evans was appearing at a show. Then the cheers grew louder as she appeared, clad in a revealing yellow bikini, at the top of the ramp.


Making her way to the ring, she stepped up to the apron and then turned to face the crowd, arching her back into a pose that appeared to threaten to spill her breasts out of the top she was wearing. After giving the fans a moment to take in the view as well as pictures, she stepped into the ring. Smiling at the ring announcer, the Platinum Blonde held out her hand for a microphone. Then she began to speak once the cheers and music died down.
"So...it might be a little obvious, but I love summer!" she called. "The long days, and oh so hot nights. And I can't speak for the other girls, but I do like being able to wear things like this. And be honest, you people love it when I wear things like this."
Loud cheers greeted that statement.
"But, you fans of the AFW should love summer too...and those of you that are new to our little league, you're about to find out why...because summer means the Summer Splash!" she called, raising her hand into the air dramatically. At that motion a banner unfurled from the arena's ceiling, revealing the Summer Splash logo which seemed to surprise Marisa, who started visably.
"Oh wow, they actually decided to do something with my 'I love Summer Splash' speech this year..." she said to the crowd, in a softer tone, which caused some laughter. "Really, the last time I did something this Ms. Spencer came out here and gave me a lecture about how hentai wrestling is dirty...."
The crowd began to boo, but Marisa held up her hand to stall them...
"Well she's right, it IS dirty...." she said, pausing to let the crowd wonder if Marisa had decided to change her ways. "...and that's why its soooooo FUN! And part of why Summer Splash is so great is the fact that it's pretty much a given that the Hentai Belt is up for grabs there! And what kind of event will it be? Erotic oil wrestling? Strap ons on a sandy beach? Hehe, what was last year's...throw someone off the boat after they came? That was one of the best matches I ever saw, truly. Lukretia, you kinky, somewhat scary wench, if you were the mastermind of that event, I applaud you, really. So yes, I like Summer Splash, and hentai wrestling, and so, as a way to get you guys talking, perhaps one of the girls in the back who has a swimsuit in her locker would like to come down here and help me give the crowd a small Summer Splash preview of sorts, a hentai pinfall match. You guys know the type, winner is the one who can pin the other right after they cum!"
Leaning against one of the corners facing towards the ramp, Marisa settled in to wait and see if any of the AFW Friction's locker room would take up the offer.
"Of course....this will be will really embarrassing if nobody in the back happens to have a swimsuit..." she added into the mic...

The crowd was silent for a few minutes of hushed anticipation before [url=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Sqlu-B1E510:1ee58nw6]"One Long River"[/url:1ee58nw6] began to play over the speakers. The crowd went wild and out from the back after a few seconds of letting the music play came Akashi Tanikaze. She was dressed in a green thong and... nothing else. She charged down the at a steady pace, her bare and bountiful breasts bobbing too and fro much to the delight of the crowd.

She slid into the ring and stepped right up towards Marisa with a big grin on her face. She wasted no time as she mashed her breasts against Marisa and stood staring into the girl's eyes. The woman was, for all intents and purposes, a living legend in the hentai division. Some said that Natalia was merely keeping Marisa's belt warm until she decided to go after it. With Belinda and Tana, Marisa completed the Mount Rushmoore of hentai. Natalia wanted her face up on that monument as well, but Akashi was looking to make sure that she was put there instead.

She said nothing for a long time and only stared intently and passionately into Marisa's eyes. She knew that if she could take Marisa down, that she would definitely be next in line to face Natalia again and she WANTED that hentai belt. She felt like she had been the better woman in the last Summer Splash title match and yet, she was boatless and beltless.

Finally, after a long moment if trying to size Marisa up and a gentle, grinding duel between their breasts, Akashi reached out and grabbed Marisa's hand and pulled it up to slide it between their lips which were barely apart.

"Sorry, this was all I could find on short notice." She said never taking her eyes off Marisa. "Hope you can handle it." She said with a smirk. "I know that you're a big deal here." She said, an unusual statement for a former champion. "I am too. I'll bet we both want the same thing, too. Let's make sure that the boss ladies have no choice but to put one of us up against Natalia-chan at Summer Splash with the match we're about to give them."

Akashi gripped Marisa's arm tightly and stared for one more moment. "I just hope you're not too rusty." She said and ripped the microphone out of Marisa's hand and tossed it to the side. If Marisa was as good as she, and everyone else, claimed, she wouldn't need to say anything else.

Akashi then pushed forward intent on starting off the match with a deep, hard kiss on her own terms, hoping to wriggle her tongue into Marisa's mouth and put the hentai goddess on the defensive right as the bell rung!

Marisa's eyes widened as the sumo made her appearance. This was certainly an unexpected treat, having the contender for the Hentai belt at last years Summer Splash take an interest. And it seemed as if Akashi was excited for this too, charging the ring as she did.
As the Japanese woman entered the ring, Marisa decided that for once, it looked like she was the one who was overdressed for a match. Reaching behind herself, she untied the strings of her bikini top, then took it off, letting it fall outside the ring. When Akashi pressed her breasts against Marisa's, the model leaned into it, letting her own unbound orbs slide and press against the sumo's.
Returning Akashi's gaze with one of her own, she smiled up at the taller woman after she took the mic from her and tossed it away. Normally, she would've loved to add some teasing banter about how riding girls and bikes were things someone doesn't forget, but it looked like things were about to get going fast.
Akashi didn't disappoint, lunging forward and kissing her right as the bell was struck. Marisa's tongue met Akashi's, but the other woman seemed to be overwhelming her as the American, step by step, moved backwards towards a corner. However, her ring awareness seemed intact when Marisa broke the kiss as her back neared the turnbuckles, and tried to duck under the sumo and give her a push from behind to send the sumo lightly into the turnbuckles while pressing up behind her.
If that worked, Marisa would waste no time trying to get her hand under Akashi's thong, fingers sliding up and down over the lips of the Japanese woman's sex. The other hand would cup one of Akashi's heavy breasts, finger and thumb squeezing the pink nipple...

Akashi pushed the kiss hard, loving the feeling of dominating a titan of the profession with such ease. It seemed like she could back Marisa into the turnbuckle and pin her there. Then she could get the orgasm and pin Marisa down one, two, three for an easy win. That would leave no doubts in the minds of the fans or, more importantly, her bosses.

When she neared the turnbuckle, she had a plan to keep Marisa pinned, but Akashi was about to find out that Marisa had the reputation she did for a reason. She wasn't expecting the kiss to be broken so Marisa was allowed to sneak under her and give her a shove. She stumbled and furrowed her brow before grinning, about to chastise Marisa when she already felt fingers trying to invade her pussy.

"H-Haaa!" She moaned out sharply as Marisa went for a two pronged attack against her. The crowd gasped in surprise and Akashi was stunned enough to let Marisa have her way for a few moments before she shook her head and grabbed the hand that clutched her tit with both of her own hands and tried to give a loud grunt.

She was going to try and out muscle Marisa and simply use her brute strength to toss Marisa into the turnbuckle. Marisa may have been a goddess in the hentai world, but she doubted the woman had ever faced the sort of physical specimen that Akashi was.

"Well, well...what do we have here?" Marisa would tease into Akashi's ear as her fingers rubbed over the piercing that the Japanese woman had. "Someone's got a naughty little secret under the hood.."
She would let her fingers play along the piercing, using it to try and focus in on stimulating Akashi's clitoris while the sumo seemed to be in a state of shock. The model also rolled one of Akashi's nipples between her finger and thumb before pulling on it.
Then she felt Akashi's hands on one of her own.
"Uh oh.." she said softly before the powerful Japanese woman whirled her into the turnbuckle.
There weren't exactly weight classes when it came to erotic wrestling, but Marisa didn't care what people said, size and strength definitely had their advantages....

When Akashi was able to slam Marisa into the turnbuckle, she flashed the woman a look that acknowledged the model's true skill in the sensual arts. But Akashi wasn't looking to pat homage to the woman. She lowered her shoulder to drive it roughly into Marisa's breast and pin her against the turnbuckle.

She wanted to show Marisa that power could be a very useful tool in a hentai match as well. And if she could get Marisa pinned against the turnbuckle, she would already be in the perfect position to bring Marisa's exposed tit up and slurp it into her mouth so she could start to lick at it while her free hand sidled downward to start to probe Marisa's sex with her deft hand.

"Ungh!" Marisa grunted as Akashi's shoulder dug into her, trapping her against the corner.
Before the model could begin trying to think of an escape route, the Japanese beauty's mouth found her breast. The nipple quickly became erect as Marisa let out a husky "Ohhhhnn..." as Akashi's tongue traced it's path across the orb.
Another groan escaped her as the sumo's hand found her sex. Certainly Akashi was no stranger to a woman's body, and already the American could feel her sex starting to dampen under her skilled fingers...

Akashi could practically feel Marisa's nipple harden as she took it into her mouth. For a the woman-hungry sumo, it was like diving into a delicious desert and Marisa was the finest slice of teramisu around, if the rumors were true. Or, perhaps she was apple pie. Either way, Akashi wanted to greedily devour Marisa's tit as she suckled and sucked with zeal.

Wile Akashi enjoyed Marisa's bountiful fruits up close, her fingers were busy trying to ease out some of the model's succulent honey. She could tell by the ease with which her fingers began to glide into Marisa's womanhood, that she was already on the right track. She then pulled up her thumb so she could start to tease Marisa's clitty.

The rubbing of Akashi's thumb over the pink bud of Marisa's clit drew a shuddering moan from the American.
Knowing that she'd have to find a way out of the corner fast, Marisa came up with a plan. The model raised a foot to rest against the lowest turnbuckle. She rested one hand on the back of Akashi's head, moaning while pushing on it, as if encouraging the sumo's feast on her breast. Then, she would lunge forward, pushing off with the foot on the turnbuckle, looking to topple Akashi over backwards so she would fall onto her back, with Marisa coming down on top of her.
Although, Akashi was the bigger and stronger of the two women, the model hoped that once they were lying down, the odds would be more in her favor....

Akashi thought she had trapped the American model in a pretty good spot. As her fingers began to deeply probe Marisa's sex and her tongue lapped and sucked at her exposed breast, she was certain she was going to wring an easy orgasm out of the girl in the opening minutes of the fight. What a way to show the suits, or in this case the corsets, up stairs that she deserved a rematch with Natalia.

But she wasn't prepared for Marisa's counter attack. She didn't even see the foot move or notice the subtle change in weight until she felt herself being shoved. Normally the Sumo was a paragon of surefootedness, but the shove came as such a surprise and the awkward way she was situated, cause her to flop backwards with Marisa on top of her. Still, she wasn't in a position to stop what she was doing even if the impact had her practically gagging on Marisa's tit as it bulged into her mouth.