A Summertime Preview...

"Unngh!" Marisa grunted as the impact registered itself.
The model allowed herself a brief smile of triumph before she decided that she needed to keep things moving. Akashi didn't seem like the sort of girl to let a little bit of a tumble keep down for very long. Hoping that the Japanese woman was disoriented after her fall, Marisa would try to rise up to sitting position, wanting to extract her breast from Akashi's mouth, then try to turn around quickly to face her opponent's feet. Then she would stretch back out into a lying position, trying to cross her legs about Akashi's head in a scissor hold of sorts in an attempt to keep her held, while her face bent towards Akashi's groin. With a grin, she would tug the sumo's thong to the side, looking to expose Akashi's sex to the camera, and more improtantly, her waiting mouth.
"Well, well...I do like to eat Japanese..." Marisa said aloud before blowing lightly across the sumo's pussy lips.
Getting to the task at hand, her mouth would descend on Akashi's sex, tongue lashing along her clit with quick flicks, moving the piercing about as Marisa sought to remind Akashi, and anyone else watching, that she was still one of the most sexually skilled women in the AFW's roster...

Although Akashi had nearly remained in the same position she was in while standing, with mouth firmly pressed against Marisa's breast and finger lodged in her pussy, the weight of Marisa had effectively stunned her for the moment. It had, at least, allowed Marisa to sit up, leaving a small film on Akashi's hand and a popping noise echoing when Marisa's breast was pulled free from her mouth. Akashi grunted when Marisa sat up, but before she could even attempt to throw the model off her,s he was already spinning around.

Te grinding against her stomach kept her down but before she could even do anything, she felt Marisa go for a scissors. "Ghh! I don't think so!" Akashi said as she grabbed at Marisa's legs to keep the model's legs spread wide. While Marisa pulled off her bikini bottoms, Akashi gave a yank to put them at equal footing so Akashi's face was right against Marisa's sex as well.

Before she could even get started, she felt Marisa start to lick and tease her sex and clenched her teeth for a moment before a moan escaped her. She threw her head back and let out a longer moan. "Ooh! Ooooohnnnn!"

Akashi pushed her head up through the pleasure as Marisa lashed pleasantly at er clit and used her teeth to get a good grip on Marisa's bottoms and gave them a hard yank to pull them off. Unlike Marisa, Akashi was looking to bury her tongue deeply into Marisa's pussy and really start to heartily devour the girl's flower,really contrasting the girls' different, but effective, styles.

"Damn it..!" Marisa cursed into Akashi's sex as the Japanese woman blocked her attempt to trap her in a headscissors, although the exclamation was muffled by her position. Her bikini bottoms were pulled down, exposing her shaven sex to the air of the arena.
The sumo wasted no time getting her tongue into the model's pussy. Already wet from Akashi's probing fingers, Marisa gave a shiver as the tongue entered her, as well letting out a shuddering moan of "Ohhhh....mmmm!"
On entering this position, Marisa had hoped to trap Akashi away from her sex and then work the Japanese vixen into a sexual frenzy with impunity, but it looked like did wasn't going to completely to plan. Knowing she had to make up for time spent pressed in the corner, Marisa stepped up her sex work. Her lips fastened over Akashi's clit, taking the pink pearl and it's piercing into her mouth before sucking on it heavily, giving a low moan as she did...
Then she brought her fingers into play, sliding two of the digits into Akashi's womanhood. Marisa swirled them around, 'stirring' about the insides of the sumo's pussy...

Akashi wanted to throw her head back and get enveloped in Marisa's skilled embrace. The way she started to suckle on her clit and finger her pussy as well was magical. Her pussy slickened in response but the sumo knew she could push Marisa to a climax if she didn't relent.

Akashi buried her tongue into Marisa's pussy, lapping at the model's inner walls and and retracting it to nibble on Marisa's pussy lips while she moaned hard into Marisa's pussy, her own body softly humping in time to Marisa's fingering.

Her hips quivering at each of Akashi's sensual nibbles on her sex, Marisa groaned into the sumo's pussy. Her juices coated the Japanese woman's tongue while it was inside her, a sign of her arousal that Akashi could taste. The model could feel an orgasm starting to rapidly build, urged on by the Asian's amazing oral play.
Her fingers began to speed up their movements as desperation took over, thrusting deep into Akashi's sex, although her own mouth slowed, then eventually stopped its attack on Akashi's clit to softly moan as her focus wavered as she got closer to climaxing, the momentum swinging Akashi's way.
She didn't want to be the first one to cum in this contest, because she felt as if it might prove Akashi's statement about Marisa being rusty right. But, it had indeed been awhile since she had been in sexual competition, pitting her body and will against another woman's, and Akashi was proving to be an incredibly skilled opponent. Her hips began to press and thrust back against Akashi's face, as Marisa threw back her head, her mouth opened wide.
"Can't hold...." the model began softly, the gave a sharp cry of "Ohhh god!" as her sex flooded as Akashi forced her into the first orgasm of the night!

Akashi groaned as she felt Marisa redouble her efforts and began to really deeply finger her. Akashi moaned into Marisa's pussy while she continued to lick, nibble and suckle upon the moist lower lips. At first, she didn't realize it was a reaction to the orgasm that Akashi was forcing out of the model but thought that Marisa was good enough to survive through everything Akashi had wrung out of her and STILL bring Akashi to a near boil. She was close and that thought kept her pushing on. But then, she could slowly feel Marisa falter and hungrily attacked Marisa's pussy with more fervor.

It wasn't long before Akashi heard the last gasp of a woman overcome with pleasure and was rewarded with a gushing of juices as she drank deeply of Marisa's cup, scoring the first orgasm of the night. She only took a moment, knowing she had an opportunity while Marisa was still in the throes of an orgasm and gripped Marisa's ankles, trying to turn Marisa only her back and put her into a pinning position with the model on her back and Akashi sitting on her face with a tight grip on her ankles.

The American could only moan weakly as Akashi rolled them over, taking the top position by sitting on her face. Her hips still writhing and thrusting through the motions of her orgasm, there was little Marisa could do to try and block the roll.
The ref slid into position as Marisa felt Akashi pull her legs up, pinning the model's shoulders to the mat. Winded from her orgasm, Marisa didn't immediately start to struggle, since Akashi had the strength advantage. Knowing she had precious seconds, she put her mouth to the sumo's groin, quickly driving her nimble tongue up into her pussy and trying to rub it along its inner walls as her lips kissed the outer lips of of Akashi's sex.

Akashi felt good even with the position she had put herself in. She was close to orgasm, sure, but she thought that an orgasm would definitely take longer than three seconds. As the ref hit the one count, Aashi's eyes widened as she felt Marisa's tongue probe Akashi's pussy. Her body quaked. Suddenly, it seemed, as though the Sumo would not last three seconds.

"S-Shiiiiiiiit!" She groaned out as her body quaked and she humped Marisa's face, flooding the model's face with the her juices as her grip loosened and the ref hit the two count.

Feeling the rush of Akashi's nectar over her lips, Marisa smiled to herself. There was few things more enjoyable then hearing a woman's cries as pleasure finally broke past her ability to control.
As the sumo's grip loosened, Marisa went into motion. The model twisted her body, wrapping an arm around Akashi's bucking hips and trying to roll to the right, looking to not only break the pin, but reverse their positions, putting the Japanese woman under her.
If her reversal was successful, Marisa take two fingers and slide them deep into Akashi's womanhood after sitting up, facing towards her opponent's feet while straddling the sumo's bountiful bust. Her free arm would reach under one of Akashi's legs, raising it up to further expose the sumo's pussy as well as gain some leverage for her own pin attempt. Withdrawing her fingers, she would place them in her mouth, sucking on them as she arched her back in a provocative pose....

Akashi felt Marisa move and in her throes of ecstasy, couldn't prevent the model from rolling her over and reversing the positions. She felt the heavy body on her chest and heaved as her pussy still twitched. She groaned when she felt the fingers slide deeply into her pussy and she was forced to let out another moan.

She shut her eyes as the ref slapped the one count. Her body felt suddenly heavy after that unexpected orgasm but she knew she couldn't lose to Marisa. Not THIS early in the match, at least! Even if she was seemingly living up to her reputation.