Mamouru Higurashi vs Amaya Tsuzuki

Hentai Matach
Rules: First to force their opponent to orgasm wins



Tonight Amaya was a little nervous, something she had suffered from only a few times during her entire life, such as before her police training and during her pregnancy, so she found it strange to think it was all because of a guy. Not in the traditional sense however as she didn't have any crush on this man, no she was nervous because this was to be her first match against one of the men of Tension, and from what she had heard this guy was quite the womanizer who had conquered his fair share of women in the AFW. She had no intention of being just another name on this guy's list however, instead she was going to start her own list with this Mamouru's name taking spot number one, Amaya thinking all this while staring at herself in the mirror trying to psyche herself up for the coming match.

"Getting seen with another woman is one thing, better make sure Reina never sees this match or else I will never live it down. Can already hear her asking if he will be her new dad!" Amaya joked to herself as she finished pulling on the skin tight bodysuit that was her ring attire, one that she had been inspired to wear ever since facing Asuki with her witch persona, having decided she much liked the character. It was quite the revealing number with an absurd amount of cleavage that only she could pull off, showing off plenty of skin with a thin black mesh completing the incredibly sexy outfit, she had almost decided against wearing it because it was too much but had quickly dismissed that thought when she saw herself in it.

"Well guess its show time." She said just as she slammed shut the door to her locker, breaking into a full on sprint as she ran towards the ring entrance after realizing she was already a minute late.

Out of breath when she arrived at the curtains Amaya waved for them to begin playing her [url=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J6wcGPzecaU:2c9mbl0m]music[/url:2c9mbl0m] while she caught her breath, waiting for the music to reach the lyrics before actually stepping out onto the stage. After her little run Amaya's skin was glistening with a thin layer of sweat, only adding to the visual spectacle of her entrance as beams of red and purple light flashed all around her until finally converging upon her, surrounding Amaya in their spotlight as she strolled down to the ring. Amaya stopped at the edge of the ring to catch her breath a bit more before pulling herself up and into the ring, waving to the easily excitable crowd who only grew louder as she did so due to how her breasts bounced as she waved to them all.

Mamouru ran his fingers through his hair as his [url=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GWQd6zWn-7s:3tu4aj3d]entrance music[/url:3tu4aj3d] started up. It had been in a while since he had been in a singles match. Longer since he was in a hentai match. When he took Cassie Elliot on as a client, he vowed not to do them any more. However, that didn't stop him from engaging in certain extracurricular activities with the ladies of AFW and beyond. Now that he was no longer Cassie's manager, he felt as though he did not need to keep such a tight lid on his libido, even if his new client, Aurora Wilson, and himself had already sealed their relationship in the most intimate of ways. But Aurora was a different girl than Cassie. She was a woman, and quite one at that. The two understood where they were and their relationship was much more mature than that of Cassie's and Mamouru's. There was also the fact that Aurora needed much less supervision and Mamouru felt that he could continue his own career in Tension while managing Aurora in Friction.

He never expected the the chance to be taken to be in a hentai match but after he was told that the woman he would be facing had never been in a hentai match with a man before, Mamouru couldn't help but take the offer of the match up. There was still a part of him that enjoyed the feeling of conquering a woman. The look in a girl's eyes when he saw their resistance to his charms begin to fade away. It was one reason he both hated and despised hentai. Mamouru was a hunter, a predator and he loved the thrill of the chase. A hentai match was like being fed from a trough. Shooting fish in a barrel. It was too easy. Often times these girls were just sluts looking to justify their need to get stuffed full of cock. He hated girls like that and usually did the worst things to them.

He stepped down the entrance ring, and smiled at the crowd. Despite being notorious for womanizing, he received mild cheers. Most of the fan base did not know of his off the mat reputation, or could not easily find footage of it. But he WAS known as Cassie's manager and that girl was known as the angel slayer right now. Despite having been fired by the Canadian before the match, Mamouru was still receiving residual applause.

Mamouru hopped into the ring and bounded on his heels. He was dressed in a suit pants, wrestling boots and an open suit jacket and dress shirt. His well defined chest could be seen and when he shrugged off the suit coat, he turned his full attention to Amaya. "Oh my." He said with a polite bow. "Amaya-san, you look absolutely intriguing." He said with a smile. He had looked her up before the match but hadn't done a lot of research. Not for a hentai match. Where would the fun be in that? "I hope that we can have a good match." He added and nodded his head as he backed into his corner and stretched, making sure to show off his manly body as he pulled off the dress shirt and tossed it aside as well, leaving him only in black slacks and wrestling boots.

Amaya made her tour around the ring waving to the fans on all sides of her until she heard the unfamiliar music of her opponent begin to play, stepping back to lean against the ropes opposite the side nearest the ramp both to give this guy plenty of room to make his own entrance as well as to get a good look at this mystery man. She had done a little research before the match but hadn't uncovered too much, not that she ever had any chance of that at home considering being a single mom was a full time job even with a daughter as mature as hers. She had managed to find out he had actually been on a bit of break from the active roster recently, instead serving as the manager of two girls over from Friction, one of which had just come off of a big win which lent some credit to his wrestling knowledge.

But despite his absence from the ring Mamouru looked to be in great physical condition, his well defined chest muscles clearly visible underneath his dress shirt. If she had seen him back before she became a mom Amaya was quite certain she would have jumped him at a moment's notice, but from what little she had learned about his activities before becoming a manager he was by no means father material. Then again that was part of why she joined the AFW, to have her fun with the men and women here without having to worry about if they were good enough for her Reina, and Mamouru would serve that purpose quite well.

"Intriguing huh? Must say I don't hear that one very often but thank you all the same Mamouru, I have no doubt this is going to be a great match." Amaya said with a little bow of her own, flashing the man a playful smile while she too retreated back to her own corner. The woman let out a long whistle as Mamouru removed his shirt at long last, deciding that two could play at that game as she cupped her breasts in her hands, glancing down upon them while giving them a good shake, curious as to whether or not she could lure the man into her embrace.

Mamouru chuckled as Amaya gave him a cat-call when he removed his shirt. And when she jiggled her breasts, Mamouru raised an eyebrow, staring keenly at the massive orbs. It was enticing to see such a bounty of a woman and knowing that soon he would conquer her, made it all the more delicious. But for now, he was going to keep cool.

"You certainly have a natural advantage in this sort of competition, Amaya-san. Please try to be at least a little gentle with me." He said, smiling slyly at her.

When the bell rang, he stepped forward and tried to circle Amaya. He had been used to apartment wrestling during a hentai match. He was less familiar with doing hentai in an actual ring. However, he WAS good at normal wrestling as well, and figured that for now, it would do as well as anything to start there.

When Mamouru felt like he had a good opening, he threw his body forward so he landed on his knees and reached out to grab hold of one of Amaya's legs, looking to catch and yank, and hopefully bring her to the mat. Submission wrestling and sex weren't too far apart from each other, after all.

As was only natural for a young man in his sexual prime his eyes strayed down to her jiggling chest, eliciting an amused giggle from Amaya who loved the feeling of control she felt from that simple act. No doubt this man liked to think of himself as a lady killer, with his looks she didn't doubt he had slayed many a young maiden in his time, but she was a woman while his conquests had been mere girls, and she felt confident he would find himself overwhelmed by her charms.

"Well aren't you the polite one Mamouru? Though I don't believe for a second a strong looking guy like you needs me to be gentle with him, am I right?" Amaya replied with a sly grin on her lips and a devious look in her eyes which then took another tour of the man's well muscled frame. She released her large mounds and raised her hands up above her head, clasping her fingers together as she stretched like some sort of feline, moaning suggestively as she did so to tease the man a bit further.

Once the match truly got underway Amaya did as she had during her first couple matches and fell back on her police training, keeping a few feet between her and Mamouru as he circled around her, never taking her eyes off of him. When he lunged forward she was too slow reacting to pull her leg out of his grasp and once she was caught she knew what was coming next, as Mamouru yanked her leg out from under her Amaya lashed out with her free foot, trying to kick the young man in the face as she fell onto her back before scrambling onto her knees.

Mamouru was able to get hold of Amaya's leg but it seemed that the big breasted officer wasn't ready to lay down just yet. With his hands caught on Amaya's leg, his face was vulnerable to her lashing foot. Mamouru turned his head to try and mitigate some of the damage but he was only able to trip up Amaya as she fell on her butt and quickly scrambled to her knees.

Mamouru pulled one hand back to rub his head for a moment and curled his legs up under him so he could push off and throw his body at hers, looking to splash against Amaya chest-to-chest and still get the top position.

Mamouru was quicker than she had given him credit for Amaya thought chastising herself for underestimating the younger man, her early mistake had allowed the man to get her down onto her back at the very start of their match though she didn't go down without a fight. As she was falling down to the mat Amaya managed to introduce Mamouru to her foot, kicking the man in the side of his head just as she was landing flat on her back. "Oof." Was all she let out after her rough landing, wanting to take a moment to rub her sore lower back but forgoing that as she knew she needed to get back to her feet as quickly as possible.

She would only get onto her knees before Mamouru recovered however, her eyes going wide when she saw him launching himself towards her. Her hands would shoot up to grab onto his shoulders, slowing the man down as he smashed into her sending them both falling backwards with Amaya ending up right back where she had been a moment earlier. She pushed up against his shoulders even as the man's chest was weighing down on her heavenly breasts, feeling her orbs start to mushroom underneath the heavy Mamouru while she struggled to lift him off of her.

MAmouru felt Amaya's hands on his shoulders. They, along with her delicious pillowy breasts, helped serve to soften the impact but leave the result the same. Mamouru pulled his hands up to try and push against Amaya's shoulders as well and keep her pinned down while their faces remained close.

While their bodies struggled, Mamouru was going to take the opportunity to fight another battle. "Amaya-chan." He whispered sweetly, trying to get Amaya to focus on him. "You're a stunning woman." He added as he tried to push his lips forward to kiss her neck.

Amaya gently nibbled upon her lower lip while she struggled to create some separation between her and the muscly Mamouru, pushing up against his shoulders even as he did the same thing to her. They were locked in a stalemate for the moment but with him being on top Mamouru had the advantage over the former policewoman, keeping his lips but an inch away from hers with Amaya having no room to lean her head away from him, turning her head to at least keep her lips away from his only for the boy to then press his lips to her neck.

"Ahh you're too kind." Amaya said through a soft moan which escaped her much to her embarrassment, the woman squirming underneath Mamouru which caused her large orbs to rub up against the boy's firm chest. "But I bet you say that to all the girls." She managed to let out without releasing another moan despite his continued sucking of her neck.

The contact quickly went from a struggling that would occur normally in a wrestling match to something more hentai appropriate. Mamouru could feel the heavy orbs against his bare chest. She had on some very scant clothing and her cleavage allowed their bare flesh to rub together. Another place where their bodies rubbed together in their struggle was their crotches as Mamouru's bulge began to stiffen. Amaya was definitely sexy enough to stiffen his rod all by herself but the contact could hasten that quite enough. Mamouru certainly wasn't worried about an erection though. He had more important things to focus on at the moment.

Mamouru was busy kissing up Amaya's neck until he was at her ear and kissed it softly, moaning into her ear lightly to try and stimulate her. "You're no girl, Amaya-chan." He whispered into her ear. "That's why I'm saying it."