Sora Mizumi vs. Gina “Speedball” Lees

Holding tight onto Ginaâ€s waist, Sora launched the tennis star over her head, slamming her down on the mat. Hearing the other girlâ€s groans, Sora could only smile to herself, having finally shut Gina up...at least for the time being.

Using her own legs to support herself in a bridge, Sora would keep a tight hold onto Ginaâ€s waist, not letting go, but instead trying to roll the two of them back onto their feet so she could pull Gina back up onto her feet and attempt a second German suplex.

"And this is..." Sora would grunt out as she pulled at the other girl's waist, trying to force her to move where she wanted her to, "..for pissing me off earlier!"

How could this have happened? The foul mouthed Brazilian had no idea which ill fate had befallen her when she had been literally heaved on the back. Much to her continued surprise Sora was still not done and rolled them both back on the feet in a fluid motion.

Sadly for her, she also had no idea what a possible 3 amigos attack had in for a devastating effect and simply did not think of another German suplex, although the attempt to do it was exactly the same as before.
"...Oouuhh...no sense of humor, hm?"
She asked while her head was spinning like a wheel on a fast car before she crashed on the neck and back again and her legs dangling in the air again, shutting her up rather quickly to leave her in a dazed state.

Picking Gina up once more, Sora flung the tennis player over her head, slamming her down into the mat. Even while dazed, she seemed more intent on talking trash than trying to defend herself or break free.

"No, not really..." Sora would say, letting her arms go of Gina's waist. "Normally, I'm a pretty easy going gal, except for here. Here is different hun. I can tell you don't really understand, 'cause you're wearing a dress out here" Sora would say in a rightous tone. She had noticed a number of girls in AFW wrestling in skirts or dresses, and was disgusted by the impractically of it all.

"You think this is some sort of hobby, or a game or something. But I've trained my whole life to get here hun..." Sora would say as she tried to grab a hold of Gina's leg and roll her onto her front, beginning to lock in a one legged Boston Crab. "Here, I'm as serious as serious gets."

"...Uuhh... "
Gina could not really reply to the wrestling related lesson of Sora while she felt that her brain was oozing out of her nose after the two suplexes she had dished out.

When she was about to be turned around, finally her reflexes kicked back in. There was the first impression that this half pint was actually trying to tell her something about such a laughably easy profession as professional wrestling, who couldn't lift weights and be sporty? Secondly, she had also the nerve to talk down on her tennis outfit, something she knew probably jack shit about. So when Sora was about to turn her around and had both feet around her leg, she would try to aim a kick to the stomach of her opponent.

Grabbing a hold of Ginaâ€s leg while lecturing the tennis player, Sora hadnâ€t expected her to be in any position to defend herself after the two German suplexes. Yet, she had underestimated her opponent, and as she tried to turn Gina over, Ginaâ€s free leg would catch Sora in the stomach. “Oof...” she let out as she bent over, letting go of Ginaâ€s leg and backing up a few steps.

She felt like lecturing herself for being drawn in in such an amateur manner. Stupid, stupid! she thought to herself as she tried to quickly recover herself as to stop Gina from pressing on with her offence. As she recovered, if Gina was still lying on the mat, Sora would try and drop a quick elbow onto the other girlâ€s chest.

Finally she had managed to get the girl of her heels, at least that was what Gina thought when she finally managed to get Sora of her. How troublesome that she had to actually contend with such a flat-chest wrestling enthusiast who not only did not want to called a girl but also lectured others about the purity of the wrestling circus.

She was on the verge of getting up when her opponent bounced back and attempted to hit her with an elbow drop.
"Aahh, what? "
She managed to say before she put her arms in front of her torso in a human protection impulse, hoping that she could weather the elbow drop with aching arms and attempt to use the position to wrap her legs around the waist of Sora for a waist scissor.

Looking up and seeing Gina scrambling on the mat, Sora would charge forward quickly and drop to the mat with her elbow pointed, slamming it down into Ginaâ€s arms. “Ghh” Sora let out as bone struck bone, hurting Sora about as much as the hit hurt Gina.

Rolling onto her front and trying to climb back onto her feet, Sora would be stopped by the feeling of Ginaâ€s legs wrapping and tightening around her waist. “Huh?!” she let out in pure surprise, before groaning as the move forced her back down, face first, onto the mat. Fortunately, sheâ€d been able to stop Gina from wrapping her legs around her front and driving the air out of her, but with Gina on her back squeezing, Sora struggled to reach her, unable to throw the tennis player off of her, and leaving her on the mat in a vulnerable position.
“Gah...g-get off!” sheâ€d cry out as she squirmed about.

"So the tables have turned, huh? Nice!"
Much to her own surprise, Gina found herself in a good position again, smiling and talking down again on her opponent in short time. Although she had not really managed to put the other girl into her intended waist lock, now she had a good chance to show the little girl what she was all about!

So she would attempt to use the position of Sora to heave her own body fully on the smaller form of her opponent and put her into a full nelson while attempting to secure the position of her waist attack in the hope to use the squirming of the other girl to lock her in.
"I know, it's usually the pool boy-girl that's on top of the pretty sexbomb, but I guess one time is the exception of the rule."

"Ahh!" Sora let out as she felt Gina shifting her weight on top of her, properly squashing her underneath the tennis girl. Streching her arms out to try and crawl or push up off the mat would give Gina the perfect chance she was looking for, allowing her to slip her arms underneath Sora's and lock her into a full-nelson.

"Ahh...shit" Sora would let out with a frustrated tone as she realised the position she now found herself in. While obviously lacking in technique, Gina was the bigger girl, and with her now locked in on top with her legs around Sora's waist and her arms around Sora's, like some sort of irritating backpack, the raven haired girl would squirm from underneath, helpless but trying to throw Gina off one way or another. Gritting her teeth, she would try to ignore Gina's pool-girl-boy jibe, although it would show that it got to her through the slight red tinge that came to her cheeks as her face pressed down against the mat.

*Trapped!*
Now she had the foul talking pool girl in her grasp and could gloat a little from her advantageous point of view while she had the full nelson locked in. She was always secretly glad to have an offensive in as she had been woman-handled by girls like Eri and outwrestled from girls like Sora, although she would never admit that in public.

"Aw, come on, that's not so bad, pool girl. At least I like how things now unfolded after all."
She said gleefully, putting more pressure on her legs to draw the referee girls attention to the lower section so that she could steal a kiss from the free neck of her opponent. It was not a hentai allowed or encouraged match and she did not want to take any risk with that, therefore the distraction.