SS '14 Main Event Hentai Title Match: (C)Marissa Vs. Azami

When Azami bounded back to her feet, Marisa smiled at the Moon Princess.
"Well, it's good to have goals." she replied to her opponent's statement about winning the title.

As Azami charged, Marisa was expecting a take down attempt. So she was caught off guard when, instead, Azami reached for her arm and used it to bodily toss her to the mat. As she began to rise to her hands and knees to begin making her way back to her feet, the Moon Princess hopped onto her back, bearing her down to the mat.
"Unngh!" she grunted, belly down on the mat.

"Yeah!" Azami couldn't be helped but to feel more excited than usual after she took Marisa down and seated herself on the model's back.

From here it's rather simple for her. The blue haired girl would try to set up the hentai champion for a Camel Clutch position, although what she's going to do was a little different. Azami's plan was to grab the breasts of Marisa instead of her chin before she start bending the girl's body backwards. Submission wouldn't win her the match, but it's a necessary part in order to weaken (and arouse) her opponent as much as she could.

Her fingers would rub and pinch the nipples of Marisa while she applied the clutch, while she brought her lips close to the girl's ear to blow some hot breath into it. A bit of nibbling seemed appropriate too.

"Unnghh!" Marisa grunted out between gritted teeth as Azami hauled backwards, benind the model. Although, with the hold centered around her chest instead of her chin, it wasn't as painful as the standard camel clutch. However, the younger Japanese woman made up for that by fondling and teasing her nipples. The action brought a low moan from Marisa's lips as Azami's fingers roamed about the front of her bikini.

"Unnhhh..mmm, who's moving fast now..?" she moaned as her foe's lips and teeth found her ear.
With a grunt of effort, Marisa began using her arms and legs to try and start making her way to the ropes, moving at a slow crawl....

"Oh, surely you can handle this much," Azami giggled as she continued to work her fingers on Marisa's breasts and nipples. "You're the champion after all... for now..."

Seeing the model began to crawl towards the ropes, the self claimed princess gave the hardening buds of the girl another pinch. She also pulled the upper body of Marisa a bit further backwards, wanting to make it as difficult as possible for the champ to reach the ropes.

After a while, Azami would also switch her hold, one of her hands reaching back to give Marisa's butt cheeks a firm squeeze, before trailing down to cup the girl's crotch. Holding the chest of the model with just an arm wasn't easy, but Azami's plan was to use the stimulation to weaken the girl's resistance.

"Going somewhere, Marisa-san~?"

Marisa was brought up short as Azami pulled back on her torso, her crawl to the ropes stopped for the moment.
"Unnh...what do you..think you're doing to me?!" she rasped out.

However, her opponent answered that question by renewing her attack on her breast and nipples, the erect buds pressing against the material of her bikini. Always sensitive there, Marisa shivered in arousal as one of her nipples was squeezed. Then she let out a low moan as Azami's hand cupped her sex, the champion finding herself under considerable sexual attack....

"Making you having a good time?" Azami teased as she began to rub her hand on the womanhood of Marisa. "Come on now, no need to hold back..."

Two of the self claimed princess' fingers eventually found their way into the model's sex and she'd start pumping them slowly. Her other hand kept playing with the breast and nipple of the champion as much as she could as her focus was mostly on Marisa's sex. Azami wasn't really caring about preventing the girl from reaching the ropes as it was, quite content with just arousing the champion as much as she could.

The champion's sex began to dampen as Azami slipped her fingers into it. Knowing that she couldn't let the Japanese woman continue to have her way, Marisa resumed her crawl to the ropes.
Luckily for her, she didn't have too much farther to go. As her opponent continued to arouse her the model got within distance of the ropes. Giving a final lunge, Marisa's hand closed on the ropes.

Once there, Marisa closed her eyes, steeling herself against the rising tide of arousal Azami was forcing upon her, waiting for the rope break....

It took an extra effort from Marisa, but the girl finally reached the ropes. Azami was still smirking as she continued to finger the model's womanhood for a few more seconds until the ref gave her a warning glance. The princess then pulled out her hands and raised them up in the air, feigning innocent before she got back to her feet.

"Aww, you don't really like that, huh, Marisa-san?" Azami teased, giggling mischievously. "I guess I'll make the next one even better then, ohohoh~"

"Oh, don't take it the wrong way, Azami." Marisa spoke as she rose to her feet. "I liked it, but I have more fun giving instead of receiving."
With that she stepped out of the ropes.

Although she still felt aroused from Azami's hold, the model ran her hands down her body teasingly, her nipples hard against the front of her bikini, displaying herself to the challenger.
"You do good work, though.." she said.
Marisa began to circle to her right, taking a moment before rushing forward, then at the last moment ducking low, looking to use a double leg takedown to send Azami to the mat on her back....

"Really now... Well, you can give me all you want once this match is over..." Azami teased, smiling mischievously at Marisa while the girl put a little show for her. "Oh I can do even better..."

Azami circled along with the model, keeping her arms up for a guard while flashing seductive smile to the girl. After what she just did, she's hoping to keep the momentum on her side now. When Marisa rushed in, Azami was prepared for a grapple, only to find out that her opponent ducked at the last second and went for her legs again.

"Ah!" she yelped before crashing to the mat breasts first, her arms crossed in front of her face to protect it. "Ugh..."