Keito's second encounter (Complete)

Keito sighed as the two walked down the hall.

Soon enough, both were in the ring, the crowd whispering amongst themselves, saying things like "I can't believe it. It's the wimpy one again," and "Isn't he, like, a super perv or something?"

Phe followed you, maintaining a few steps behind, conveniently giving her the chance to ogle your goods from behind.

“Hey stud! Lookin†good back there!”

Phe would snicker.

As they made it into the ring, however, her attention had been dragged from your butt and onto the negative comments from the crowd.

“Youâ€ve got quite the rep around here donâ€t you, boy?”

"They must have me mistaken for someone else," Keito replied, rubbing the back of his neck, but of course that was also a lie.

The bell rang as Keito rushed toward his opponent, unsure of what he would do.

"Woah, slow down, tiger!"

Not even Phe had a chance to get herself ready. With her hands help up in protest, her lithe, fair skinned body was left open to whatever your mind could muster.

Keito had to end this quickly. He knew that if this lasted, he would get hurt badly. With that in mind, he kenlt down, going for a simple tackle.

Your sudden burst of momentum took her off guard for a moment, and just like that, Phe topples over with you ontop of her. Her bountiful bosoms danced on the soundful impact of her harsh fall, as well as forcing the air from her chest.

Keito's was glad that his attack worked, but soon his eyes went wide when he noticed his head was planted between Phe's breasts, his guard dropped.

Lying on the mat with your body draped over hers, Phe throws her arms around the back of your head and kept your face shoved into her bosom. Her warm mounds of clad flesh smothering your nostrils shut and crushing your lips together.

"Good! Now our fight can finally start, boy..."

With a display of her flexibility, Phe throws both of her spectacularily long legs over your back and tightly coils them together.

"Besides...I'm starting to get the feeling that you've been wanting to get to know my little girls for a while, aren't you?"

Keito's eyes went even wider, fear overtaking him. So Phe had been faking her girliness this whole time?

The boy wished so much that he could get free, boobs in his face or not, but it almost seemed impossible in this position.

"Are you kidding me? You mean you're just gonna give up like that?"

Phe had almost felt down right disgusted by your lack of effort to escape, and it would've been her pleasure to make you pass out right then and there if it weren't for her remembering that you were indeed, just a stubby, nervous wreck to begin with.
Part of her wanted to keep you there, suffocating, but then another, more curious side of her attitude still wanted to see more. She releases her hold, shoves you off, and stands up.

"Alright, boy...tell you what; you're gonna get up and THEN you're gonna come at me again. Got it!?"

Phe gives you a testing glare as to make sure her point was made clear.

"Don't screw this up...."