Let the dance begin! Sharifa and Nathifa Vs. Koji (complete)

Gently coaxed into lustful relax by Nathifa's caressing hands and sensually grinding hips, Koji felt like his strenght and willpower were ebbing away with each stroke from her caressing hands, each sensuous grinding of her hips.

His rational mind urged the young brawler to fight back, to not fall under the treacherous charms of this beautiful siren, but his body and lust just yelled "shut up!" to his better judgement, entrusting himself to the loving attentions of the curvy dancer.

Effectively softened in mind and body (ok not all of his body), Koji mumbled with glazed eyes, unable and unwilling to resist as Nathifa pulled him up into a sitting position.

"Wa-what are you...? Mmnnffhhh.. <3". His face was pressed into warm cleavage, eliciting a muffled moan from his lips. With his nose and mouth nestled into her tight warm cleavage, Koji's supply of air was limitated and tainted with her sweet, mind numbing pheromones, but his mind was easily distracted from such preoccupations as his groin was pleasantly rubbed by the slow and steady grinding of her hips, wrapping the not-so-reluctant boy into a tightening web of seductions.

Nathifa would be lethally effective, locking her arms around Koji’s head to prevent any attempt at escape and pulling him even deeper into her bosomy prison. And as she did, her erotic grinding would be slowly increasing in speed, the dancer playing with both his brains with her body, using his lust to her own whims.

It was almost a game to Nathifa, trapping the handsome boy within her breasts and rocking his erection with her warm crotch, their thin clothing barely keeping him from feeling the real thing. But it would more than serve its purpose, as she could feel his lower body become the only strengthened muscle on him, and she loved it.

Koji was under Nathifa's spell now. His air-starved brain needed air but his lust wanted to soak in her pleasure... and breaking free would mean interrupting her ministrations.

Eventually, the dazed boy decided that staying conscious was the most urgent need, and so he started to struggle trying to squirm, wriggle and pull his head back from her bosomy jail. But it was too little, too late, as the curvy dancer had her arms wrapped tightly around his head now, granting little to none room to his desperate wriggling.

"Mmnnffhhhh...@///@ m-mnghff... <3". Like that, Koji's futile struggle were making him tired and sleepy in her smothering embrace, the sensuous suffocation acting like a natural aphrodisiac making the bulge in his thin pants swell larger and harder underneath Nathifa's lovingly relentless grinding.
If this was still a battle, it was mostly a battle between pass out and burst out now. And in spite of Koji's growing arousal, the slowing down of his breathing and squirming seemed to indicate that pass out was going to prevail.

“Someone’s getting sleepy~” Nathifa would tease, rubbing his face around her breasts for a second during his weak attempt at escape. It was very clear at that point that she wasn’t taking Koji very seriously, but at his aroused and air deprived state, the chances of an escape were slim to none. More evident as his struggles slowly vanished along with his strength.

Most of his strength anyways, as his erection remained tall as she continued to grind him to the time he passed out. “One down.” She’d comment, licking her lips as she laid his head down from her bosom and remained on top of him, wanting to keep grinding against him until his arousal gave in. “One to go~”

Koji's smothered protests subsided into cute sleepy whimpers, smoothed nicely in the pillow embrace of Nathifa's breasts, his flailing slowing down to nothing as he was finally passage into a nice, but erotically restless slumber.

Once he was certainly tuckered out, the limp boy fwas released from her breastsmother and gently laid down, while she took good care of his not so limp boyhood.

Moaning in lusty slumber, the helpless boy squirmed and twitched in growing arousal as the curvy dancer kept going with the steady grinding and gyrating of her hips. Before long, a throaty sigh from his lips and a surrender ring bucking of his hips announced Koji's hentai surrender, as his hips bucked and spasmed into delightful, unconscious bliss and he busted out underneath Nathifa's rocking hips.

Nathifa would smile in satisfaction at Koji’s climax, feeling his hips buck underneath her’s as he gave in to the pleasure she was giving. And now with him officially knocked out, a period of a five minute “break” would occur. But evident by the dancer still remaining on top of him, it was clear that the break wouldn’t be handled professionally.

That was further proven as Sharifa entered the ring alongside Nathifa, who was just now getting off of Koji and removing his wrestling shorts. “You won’t be needing this anymore.” She’d say before tossing them out of the ring, both dancers standing over the unconscious Koji.

“Shall we get to work?” Sharifa questioned, getting a nod from Nathifa. Both would then go down and put Koji up in a unique hold, Nathifa sitting him up against her as she was behind him, wrapping her legs around him in a figure-four bodyscissors and pressing her curves against him back. At the same time, the silver haired dancer was mounted on his waist, apparently waiting for him to awaken as Nathifa began to apply pressure to her hold.

This was quite the fulfilling victory of the round for Nathifa, knocking out both of Koji's brains, so to speak, in the same move.
And now, it was time for the curvy dancers to enjoy the spoil of that partial, but fully satisfying victory.

Koji's slumbering form was soon pulled up into a sitting position, loose and docile like a ragdoll as Nathifa sat behind him hooking her luscious legs around his waist into a neat figure four.

Forced to breath at Nathifa's desired pace as she started to rhythmically constrict her legs muscles around him, like a sexy pythoness playing with her food, the young boy was slowly and teasingly coaxed back into awareness, making a series of cute wheezing groans each time she flexed, until his eyes would finally flutter open.
And when they did, Koji let out a faint embarrassed gasp, realizing that he was tangled into a hot womanly sandwich with Nathifa wrapped around him from behind, and Sharifa sitting on his groin with a naughty smile on her face, gently winding her hips as he moaned in response.
"F-Fuuuuhhh...", he mumbled, too weak and disoriented to even try to resist.

“Finally awake are we?” Sharifa would comment, her smile growing as Koji’s eyes opened and he began to realize the situation he was in. “It looks as though we’ve got a few minutes now until the match starts up again. So let’s see how well you can do against a two pronged attack as a little demo for the future?”

After stating their intentions, the silver haired dancer would continue her erotic grinding, placing her hands on Koji’s shoulders to push him more against Nathifa, her breasts squishing on his back while she would continue her periodically tightening while at the same time wrapping her arms around his chest. “This’ll be a lot of fun Koji.”

Dazed and drained from the recent KO, Koji was surely going to be a very good boy for the whole 5 minutes timeout.

Of course, having two curvy erotic dancers sandwiching him with mesmerizing caresses, stimulating hip-grinding and suggestive boob-squishing was helping keeping the boy sunk in nice dizzy obedience, having him moan and blush as they enjoyed his innocent fluster, so contrasting with his wannabe tough facade.

"Mnnn.... Ahh n-not there <3".

“Oh, and why not?” Sharifa would ask, continuing her grinding as she would lean forward, her face inches from his while her breasts were now pressing against his chest. “As far as I’m aware, you very much enjoy something like this, and how rude would it be for a dancer to stop her service so early into it.”

“Now, it’d be a different story if you were able to stop it, but as far as I’m aware...” Her hands would then go up from his shoulders to the sides of his head, her gently holding his cheeks as she smirked at him. “You’re in our coils, so we’ll doing what we please.” Sharifa would then begin an erotic kiss, aiming to shove her tongue into his mouth right away, with the aid of Nathifa who would attempt an extra tight squeeze to try and open up his defenses for her partner.