Sayumi Arai Vs Cicilia De'Reignhardt [Hardstyle Hentai 2 of 3 Falls] The Grudge Match

As Cicilia crashed into her she was compressed forward with a yelp. Unlike her normal ring gear for these matches, her bikini top was just a simple double knot with a loop. Made fro easy application and removal. Scrunched up there wasn't much she could do as her girlfriend made short work of her top. She stirred softly as Cicilia's legs wrapped themselves around her. She felt heat rise in her cheeks as she slowly lifted her head only to have it wrenched back in another hold. As Cicilia leaned back her arms flailed, reached away from the two of them, frantically trying to prevent them rom tipping over.

"Ghaaah... N-no... Cic-Cicilia!" Sayumi lay entangled, her back pressed to Cicilia as she was locked in some manner of choke with body scissors. She trashed and kicked, hands prying at the arm around her throat. She turned red at the quick fondling, immediately shutting her as she struggled to fight back letting slip a natural response to the grope. When it became apparent where Cicilia was heading, it only served to cause her to struggle more, kicking her legs up, attempting to buck around. Anything she could think of to possibly break free. She rocked hard, trying to roll them over onto her stomach to make it harder for Cicilia to actually get between her legs if the mat was in the way.

"Come on, Sayumi..." She giggled, kissing her girlfriend's cheek softly as she flailed about. "It's only fair after how you held me..."

It was obvious, though that the lavender cutie was DESPERATE to be free, flailing and bucking all over the place in a desperate attempt to keep Cicilia's fingers from reaching their intended target. The boxer's smile though quickly faded as she found herself actively struggling to keep the woman down, pulling on her torso with her legs in an effort to keep their torsos pinned together and rolling with Sayumi so that her added force would push her captive on top.

"Ugh... Stop struggling so much..." The German protested, her hand sacrificing her normally gentle touch for speed, trying to actually make a break for the woman's bottoms. "It makes it less enjoyable for us both..." She hesitated for but a moment as her fingers would reach the rim of her lover's bikini-bottom, realizing just how wrong that actually sounded.

"Sorry." She'd whisper before going back to work, needing that second down. If she managed to get this far, she'd slip her fingers under her lover's swimsuit, slipping her fingers inside her without wasting a moment... Sayumi didn't seem like she was in the mood to play around so she wouldn't either.

Sayumi winced as she was stretched out between Cicilia's legs and arm around her throat limiting her movement. She still continued to kick, and pry at the boxer's arm to try and pull it free... that was until she heard her speak. Her thrashing slowed to a stop as she gasped for breath against the choke. It hit her in a hard way leaving an awkward silence between the two with her swallow breathing. She wasn't sure how to really interpret it. She actually felt a bit bad now. She lightly pat Cicilia's arm, calling for a tap out.

The official gave her an odd look since there was no submissions in the match. The referee made it clear to the two that her tapping wouldn't count towards anything, just so both wrestlers were clear on the fact.

The tap was for Cicilia, a quiet wordless request to be let free. She couldn't really talk, not with the arm around her throat so this was the next best thing.

She did nothing to prevent Cicilia from going further if she wanted to ignore her.

The boxer slowly released her grip on her lover upon feeling her tap, this including the hold on her waist as well. She quickly slipped away a few steps, putting some distance between the two and giving Sayumi a few minutes to herself to recover from that... situation. A heavy blush washed over her face as glanced off to the side, unable to quite look at her girlfriend after that incredibly awkward statement, embarrassment being the key emotion in her heart right now. She didn't have too let her go... she knew the rules of the match but this was a request from the woman she held so dear... and even in a match like this, she held that over just about everything else.

"Sorry... I shouldn't have said any of that..." The German mumbled, her bravado going right out the window as she plead forgiveness. She knew very much that if someone had said the same thing to her regardless of context, the boxer might've taken it... wrongly. She could only assume Sayumi would feel the same.

"Sorry..."

Sayumi slipped from Cicilia's grasps as she was released, scooting on the mat to sit cross legged with her back to the boxer as she slowly rubbed her throat. The crowd seemed confused over what was going on, a few even voiced their complaints out loud. She pressed her palms to her face, rubbing them up and down as she remained quiet. The referee crouched down beside her to make sure she was alright too. They shared a few words in whispers before there was a nod between the two and the referee back away. Leaning forward she pulled herself to her feet, turning to glance back at Cicilia. She walked over to her girlfriend, setting down in front of her on her knees to look her in the eyes, waiting for the boxer to meet her gaze.

Once she did, Sayumi reached out to collect the woman's arms and pull her into a hug. Nothing sinister behind it. No tricks, no games. This had nothing to do with the match, this only had something to do with the two of them. She rested her chin on the boxer's shoulder, sighing softly. "I'm sorry too... I'm trying so hard to just win I... wasn't having fun." She sounded slightly guilty about it, accepting the truth of what Cicilia had said. Was what the boxer said, and how she said it actually wrong? Probability. She didn't like feeling like that though with Cicilia. She had requested they have a rematch like this. It was suppose to be lighthearted and fun. That's what she wanted it to me. Like the first time. Like in Cicilia's apartment.

She leaned back from the hug, placing a gentle kiss on her lips. "I forgive you... But we are going to talk about this later. Okay?" She gave the woman a small smile. "Um... where we we?" She cracked a small awkward grin, her small way of giving Cicilia the go ahead to get them started again. If was only fair the boxer get the first strike after all.

Cicilia flinched as her girlfriend approached her, expecting some kind of lash-back for her stupid choice of words. To her surprise, Sayumi embraced her, pulling the German into a warm, genuine hug. Her eyes widened, surprised but she crumbled right into the loving embrace, hiding her face in her lover's shoulder as she rested her chin on hers. Cicilia listened as she was apologized too as well, her lover admitting that she had been taking this all too seriously, that she wasn't having any fun with it at all. Cicilia clung to her tightly, just... taking her in holding her close for all it was worth... She honestly thought Sayumi would reprimand her for her behavior, that she'd be yelled at and yet here she was, being held by her loving partner as if she'd done nothing... The lavender cutie pulled away, delivering upon the boxer a kiss she happily returned, smiling widely as she forgave her for her stupidity and that they'd talk this out later...

"Yeah.... where were we..." She muttered. leaning back in and pulling her lover back into a soft, love-filled kiss, her hand snaking up to rest on her shoulder like before. She'd give her sweetheart a gentle nudge as her mind began to cloud up with all these warm fuzzy feelings that Sayumi had conjured in her with her actions, making Cicilia work more on impulse than strategy. She'd gently push in after making out with her sweet-heart for quite a while if she allowed it, forcing her on her back with the German on top. She'd slip her arm around Sayumi's neck as she gently ground against her as they kissed, her free hand softly stroking her lover's side...

Sayumi was the best feeling in the world...

"I love you..." She softly whispered between one of their breaks between kisses.

Sayumi came easily to Cicilia, slipping her arms around her waist, palms gently roaming her hips. She leaned into Cicilia's kiss, closing her eyes as she let it take her. She had missed this earlier, all her strategy to win. One of her favorite things to share with the boxer. The match could wait... It wasn't as if Cicilia didn't have her already before the broke apart. She could afford to lose herself for just a bit, she was ahead after all.

She pressed in and retreats in their kiss, purring softly as the two exchanged their sweet embrace. Her hands moved along the curves of her side before hooking gently behind her back. Her fingers sleepily worked to unbind Cicilia's top to remove it. It had only been getting in the way. She inched inward, pressing herself firmly to Cicilia's strong body, draping her arms around her neck, fingers combing sweetly though her silken hair.

Slowly she was eased onto her back, taking Cicilia down with her. She could feel the warmth in her breath, the heave of their breasts against one another. She moaned softly, content, into her lover's mouth. Her head raised slightly, allowing Cicilia to slide her arm behind it. Her back arched rubbing her chest to Cicilia's, a silent and subtle request for attention as she melted into every kiss they shared as she lay on the mat.

Cicilia moaned softly into their deep, loving kiss as Sayumi undid her top, the useless scrap of clothing thrown to the mat. The boxer gently pushed her lover down and she gladly followed suit, catching the little signal she was given by her girlfriend's heaving breasts. The german took her free-hand from Sayumi's side, gently tracing her fingers up her body before taking a boob in one hand, softly cradling it in her palm as if it were her treasure. Cicilia began kissing her deeper now, getting so into what they were doing right now as evidence by how she pushed her tongue inside Sayumi's mouth...

There was no ring... there was no match... It seemed to be a state of mind she had a habit of falling into when she was fighting her girlfriend... It was like everything they came here for just faded away to nothing, leaving the two of them alone in their own little bubble. Sadly though, she couldn't fondle her lover's breasts forever. As much as she wanted to do that until the world ended, there was a much bigger prize down below that demanded capitalizing...

Cicilia broke their kiss for but a moment, staring down at the gorgeous woman below her before offering a knowing smile, slowly inching down her body as her tongue ran down her flesh... Neck, breast, ribs, belly... Cicilia's tongue graced them all briefly before finally reaching that nice, sensitive spot between Sayumi's legs. She had graced this place earlier and now she planned to finish what she started... If she received no complaints, Cicilia would use her hands to gently begin to undo those knots keeping Sayumi's bikini bottom on, tossing it away as she did her top. The German would snicker, gently pushing her lover's legs apart before slowly kissing around the inside of her legs, a little taste of what she'd be in for...

Sayumi giggled softly into their kiss as she felt Cicilia's fingers along her body. As her girlfriend's palm slipped itself over her breast she gasped, breaking their kiss for a moment. She pressed their foreheads together as she panted, just wanting a chance to focus on her touch and the sensation of her rough hand over her nipple. She bit her lip before tilting her head to meet Cicilia's lips again with a gracious moan, long and sultry as she squirmed pleasantly beneath her.

Feeling Cicilia's tongue at her lips, she playfully tightened them, making her work to slip inside before relenting. She met the boxer's with her own, gently bumping and slipping up along side it. When Cicilia finally pulled away, Sayumi stared up at her with lidded dreamy eyes. She panted softly, having surrendered herself over to the moment.

As Cicilia journeyed down along her body her only complaint would have been she spent so little time at each destination. She craved the woman on her, ached for it on every surface of her being. It was all so sudden, so fleeting.

As her girlfriend tugged at her bottoms she weakly arched herself up, allowing them to be removed with greater ease. Her legs parted easily allowing Cicilia to sunk down between them. Her anticipation was palpable as she felt the woman drifting down onto her. She gasped as soft lips met her own other lips, shuddering at each teasing kiss. "Cicilia..." She whined out softly.

"Sayumi..." She moaned right back, deciding not to wait another damn minute. Cicilia stopped kissing around that glorious entrance and went right at it, pressing her lips against those as if it were her lover's mouth. She kissed as sucked gently but boldly, giving her sweetheart every bit of love she felt for her... She sighed softly as she pulled away for a little breath, glancing up at the Lavender cutie to see just how she was doing before diving right back in, going ever deeper than before...

Her tongue flicked out, tasting her lover's juices like they were the nectar of life, her hands softly running up and down the insides of Sayumi's legs in time... All that was going through the boxer's mind now was a very simple message, one that seemed to control her right down to her impulses:

Make her cum... She's all yours...

And so she would obey... The German redoubled her efforts in kissing, throwing herself as deeply inside Sayumi as humanly possible. God.... she wanted what would come next... she needed it...