Lisa vs Okami: bed-wrestling challenge (complete)

"After I AM naked..? Not going to happen, Lisa-chan", Okami would reply bucking his hips in an attempt at breaking free, but with her grapevine hold keeping him down and the fluffy bed limitating his movements, it was only causing Okami to feel even more the teasing pressure from Lisa's crotch, while she used her voluptuous body to keep her male opponent both pinned and distracted.

Wrestling with Lisa on her huge bed, this match was surely going to be fun even if he lost, but of course he didn't want to result wimpy at the brunette's eyes.
And, with Lisa starting to choke him, it was not like he could just lay down and relax!
"N-Nghhh...!", he groaned, reaching at her wrist and trying to loosen the choking hold, but Lisa was firmly in control for now and Okami's struggles were only increasing the sensuous friction of their bodies.

Lisa noticed that he was talking serious now. It seemed that he enjoyed the competition, and it looked like he knew what could happen in the aftermatch. But the boy showed resistance, struggling to get freed from her hold. The brunette knew that he probably couldn't escape her grapevine, so she focused on working his upper body. As he tried to move her hand away from his neck, Lisa used her free hand to twist his nipple and see how he would react to this. It caused real pain on her, so she wanted to know if he had sensible nipples too.

"How's this, Okami-san?"

"Gasp.... S-Stop it !!!", Okami would say in alarm, his body twitching and spasming at her nipple-torture, while he was also subjected to the further taunt of Lisa's ample breasts jiggling just above his face, barely contained by her lace lingerie.

From the boy's reaction she could tell that yes... he was sensitive to that, indeed. As Okami's hands went down to protect his nipples from further toying, such instinctive move was surely careless, leaving the boy's face undefended.

"Ow, guess they are sensible, haha..." the curvy girl laughs, torturing Okami's nipple with her firm grip. She noticed him moving both his hands to protect his chest, leaving his face open for some punishment. Lisa releases the grip on his nipple and begins to slap his face firmly, but not too strong to hurt him bad. She wanted to get him teased first, before starting to strip him out. That slapping was more embarassing than it was strong.

"Take this!"

The slap was more noisy than painful, but it was also meant as a taunt, aimed at making Okami know that she was dominating him.

"Unghf.... d-damn.... if you wanna play rough Lisa-chan... than TAKE THIS!", he would reply, abandoning the futile defense of his nipples and wrapping his arms around Lisa's waist into a bearhug, even if being still stuck in her hold.

Pulling such kind of move would have the side-effect to bring his head dangerously close to Lisa's bosoms, but she would hopefully not notice, Okami thought as he tilted his face sidewards from those lace-clad fleshy pillows of hers.

Lisa was having some fun playing with Okami that she almost forgot they were fighting. But the silver haired boy reminded her of that when his strong arms compressed Lisa's slim waist. She falls over him, and moans as she feels the pressure of his hold.

"Ghh!"

She tries to get freed by pushing her arms against the bed, but unfortunately for her it was soft, and couldnt give her much leverage. Then she tries to spread his legs with her grapevine hold, but her breathing was getting hard and difficult.

"Ahh...you're..a naughty...boy..."

"Ughh.... !" Okami's legs were furtherly spread apart in a painful way by Lisa's stronger and more flexible legs, thus inducing the boy to loosen the grip of his bearhug.

"H-How's this for a naughty boy, then..?!", he asked, quitting the bearhug and going to give a double slap to Lisa's voluptuous butt instead, then groping her buttcheeks.

His intent was to both play along with Lisa's game and to distract her from torturing his legs... but it was also possible that teasing Lisa with such moves would make her excited instead... with might turn dangerous for Okami, considering his trapped position.

A loud noise echoes as Okami's hand spank the brunette's large booty, making Lisa scream out.

"Ouch! You're mean!"

That was getting the tall Italian aroused, and eventually she stopped pressuring his legs when her round hear got squeezed. She blushes, but then begins to move her boobs to his face.

"So... I guess you're forcing me to use them again on you, right?"

"Fine... it worked!", Okami thinks to himself as he feels the straining pressure to his legs loosening a bit.

He is still stuck in her grapevine hold, but now that he's not in pain anymore he can at least focus on away to break free.... or so he thinks, until she nonchalantly declares her intentions of breastsmothering him.

"H-Hey you won't... mrfhhhh....!" Before he can try anything, Lisa's large breasts come closer and closer, quickly pressing his face inbetween their warm and fleshy embrace.
With the boy's arms flailing uneffectively for a few seconds, it also gives the voluptuous brunette all the chances to lock him furtherly into her naughty hold as she can enjoy his muffled protests.

The "fight" between those teens was more like a playful competition than a battle. It seemed that whoever could arouse, provoke and embarass the other more would surely get the upper-hand on the private erotic contest.

But they were still wrestling, and Lisa knew the powerful effect her large chest has against Okami, so she wasted no time in using them as the heat between the couple increased. If she could get him aroused and weakened at the same time, she would sure have great chances of dominating and stripping that boy.

After feeling her opponent's hands stopping the squeeze on her voluptuous rear, the Italian brunette smiled and quickly flipped her position into a 69, aiming to tease Okami's crotch in a soft but firm claw. First rubbing, then squeezing him, Lisa says:

"Don't get sleepy yet!"