Matt Floyd vs Eriko

Matt got at the ready. The lotion was slippery as he quickly found out. He was having a hard time just maintaining his kneeling position. Eriko looked like a natural, and his nervousness snuck up on him again. Pushing such thoughts aside, Matt stayed at the ready. When Eriko raised her arms for a test of strength, Matt was again surprised. He accepted anyway, and entwined his hands with hers, trying to push against her.

"You don't remember?" Matt asked, pitting his strength against hers. He had already told her this earlier. "It's Matt."

Eriko smirked as she watched Matt sliding around on the slippery mattress. His lack of experience with these kinds of matches were definitely a one-up for her.

"Oh, right... Matt" Eriko said, again, with a sly grin. She locked her fingers with his - the lotion squishing between their palms and fingers. "Tight grip" she thought.

Eriko followed with her left hand up in the air, the lotion dripping down the bottom side of arm. If Matt fully accepts the test of strength, Eriko would quickly attempt to push up against her opponent and try to bend his wrists back..

Matt had a hard time even holding onto Eriko's hands. He'd have to get this lotion thing down or he'd be in trouble.

For now they pitted their strength against each other. Matt found that Eriko was stronger than she looked, and was taken by surprise when she started to push his wrists back.

""How about this?" Matt said, and poured his strength into the lock, trying to bend back her wrists, confident that he was stronger than her.

If ever Eriko made a mistake, it was definitely this test of strength - sure it was just a tactic on her part to find out how strong Matt was - but it was quickly starting to backfire.

"Uhhnnnggg" - Eriko gritted her teeth - she began to struggle, feeling the intensity of Matt's arm strength as he was overpowering her - the force by which Matt was pushing down on Eriko, made her lose her balance - the slipperiness of the mat made Eriko fall backwards from her knees - as she did, she tried to pull Matt into her.

Matt's theory won out, he was indeed stronger than her. And now he was sucessfully pushing back Eriko.

But what he didn't count on was pushing Eriko back so much that she fell over backwards, and she inevitably took him with her. Matt yelped as he fell on top of her, his chest pressing against her impressive bust. Matt suddenly realized how close they were. Matt blushed lightly, shook his head clear and tried to pin her wrists.

As Eriko fell backwards, she had pulled Matt along with her - a move that actually worked against, instead of for her - underestimating not only Matt's strength, she underestimated his weight as it all came boring down onto her, knocking the wind out of her. Lost momentarily in how heavy Matt was, she quickly regained her senses as she noticed Matt staring down at her - she found herself pinned down - her arms spread eagle on the slippery mattress - Matt's body ontop of her - quickly, she began to squirm, trying to loosen Matt's grip on her wrists - trying to move herself out from under her opponent - then, she realized her only chance was to try to wrap her thick legs around Matt's body and squeeze the air out of him.

Matt had gotten over his embaressment, quickly as usual, and was now struggling to keep Eriko pinned at the wrists. The oil had him sliding all over her impressive body, which wasn't doing good for his concentration. But that was the least of his worries, as Eriko's legs suddenly wrapped around his body. Matt managed to release a gasp before he found it hard to breath. "Ugh....no...." he grunted. He released her wrists so he could try and pry her legs apart, but it seemed futile.

Luckily, Eriko was able to gain control over her opponent - despite how slippery her legs seemed against Matt's body - she was able to lock her feet together and began to squeeze as tightly as she could. Eriko propped herself up onto her elbows at the same time continuing to tighten her leg lock around Matt's waist. She ran her left hand through her damp hair - removing some of the excess lotion - she continued to squeeze.

Hmmmm Eriko thought to herself.. As she noticed Matt starting to fade a bit more and more, she tried to reach forward and underneath with her hand attempting to lightly stroked the front of Matt's crotch.

Matt's eyes widened when she started rubbing his crotch. For a second the legs squeezing him were forgotten. The lack of air combined with the sensual rubbing gave him a strange feeling, but it was quickly depleting him. Already he was starting feel aroused. His first hentai match and he was already showing his inexperience.

Matt ground his teeth, tryng to fight back everything he was feeling right now. His hands gripped her legs, and he would try to flip her over while holding onto them, turning her body scissors into his boston crab.

Despite continuously squeezing harder and harder - Eriko lost her focus as she noticed the look of pleasure in Matt's eyes - she started to enjoy both the pleasure and pain that he began feeling - but as she started to caress him a bit more aggressively, she found herself being flipped and bent backwards - her back wasn't supposed to arc this way - a sudden and sharp pain pierced her backside and quickly, she began to slap the mat - lotion splattering -

"Annnnnnggggghhhhh" she cried out - her opponent surely had her trapped.