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

Sayumi smirked, cooing softly as she had her way with Cicilia. She really wished she had been able to do this while being on top of her in a different way, but such things would put her at risk. Cicilia had proven to her already that giving her a few inches was more than enough to have her plans ruined. This is why her girlfriend couldn't have nice things.... unless forced on her. She had felt her struggle beneath her, but had been confident in her hold. It was a hard thing to shake. When Cicilia's arm yanked itself free, she braced her elbow to the mat, determined to finish her off before worrying about that. Sure enough, she felt her beautiful girlfriend finally give herself over. She quietly eased her writhing body through the afterglow of her orgasm with gentle strokes inside her before sliding out.

She went to work to immediately try and recapture and hold Cicilia's arm again while she was still in the hold of her fading climax in hopes of holding it again. With two arms, perhaps it was enough. Captured or not, Sayumi had already assured herself a pinning position. Hopefully she was able to grab hold of Cicilia's arm to make sure it stuck. With her first orgasm being reached, and shoulders pinned to the mat firmly, the official dropped down to their hands and knees, slamming the mat. "Just one more for me and you're finished... no pun intended." She seemed to assume this pinfall would actually go through. It very well might depending on how vulnerable Cicilia was left from having be thoroughly manhandled.

"...1...!"

"I guess I'll just have to take the fight out of you then, huh?" Sayumi giggled softly as she wiggled herself in on top of Cicilia, snuggling up to her downed body. Sayumi was as pleased as punch she had managed to not only managed to get her girlfriend down, but had managed to do it so thoroughly. It was the boost in confidence she had needed after nearly throwing everything away in a moment of lapsed judgement.

"...3!" The official waved a hand, signalling the first down of the match. They came over to the two, instructing them to separate to restart the match. current standing 1 to 0.

Sayumi took a moment more to nuzzle Cicilia's arm before releasing her arms and legs. She slithered off the girl, dragging herself across the boxer's body before giving her a sweet peck on the lips. "You shouldn't fight it so hard, I know you like it when I'm on top." She gave a little wink as she pulled herself up. She may her way back to the middle of the ring wiping sweat from her brow with a forearm. Cicilia had done a real number on her for a bit, but having had plenty to recover while on top of the boxer. It left her pretty fresh in terms of stamina, a visible spring in her step. She took a moment to fix her bikini, waiting for Cicilia.

The official would wait until Cicilia stood up and made her way over, allowing her to recover before checking if she was ready to resume. Once she was, the referee would back off an ring the bell again to start the second round of the match.

Sayumi stayed on the outside, dropping back to her familiar grappler stance as she eyed Cicilia, assessing how spent she looked from the exchange. "If I wind up beating you two to none, I can spend the night again and make it a third if you want, just to make sure we get all three downs in tonight." She blew Cicilia a kiss. Her confidence was through the room now that she was in the lead and could afford to trash talk a bit. Who knows, maybe it would turn Cicilia on more to see her so assertive and cocky.

Sayumi circled Cicilia, perhaps the boxer had been weakened enough already that she could hold her own against her in a grapple now. It was risky. But the boxer did seem a bit out of sorts. With a nod of the head she slowly inched closer as well. Her face reddened unintentionally at the question, not sure if she was being serious. The offer meant more to her than she was likely to admit, though it wasn't because of the potential fun to be had in the sheets. "I... well... That is assuming you ever could." She fired back with a confident smirk.

Once they were close enough, she moved to lock them up. She stood her ground, trying to see how much strength Cicilia still had compared to her. She figured if things went wrong she could always try to escape the hold. For now she would humor her. She was ready, specifically for Cicilia to try and kiss her. It had been what turned the tables in their first match ever, the thing that nearly cost her the whole thing in the end. Not tonight. Moves of desperation wouldn't be enough.

Sayumi locked up with Ciclia, a firm grip from both women. She had made good progress on Cicilia it seemed, the woman didn't seem capable to toss her about, or she was holding back. She braced her foot as Ciclia inched closer in, turning her head a bit expecting a kiss that never came. Instead the boxer pressed herself into Sayumi, their chests compressing as they struggled. Saymui pursed her lips, taking a small step back before resuming her push to overtake Cicilia. She hunched a bit, trying to lessen the pressure between their breasts. She was distracted. Not only with their closeness, but the question her girlfriend had for her.

They were close like this... so close in fact. She craned her neck, leaning in to wrap her lips around Cicilia's warm skin. She began to plant thick wet kisses along her neck and collar., giving hard testing shoves after each one in her attempt to drive the woman back towards the ropes.

Her intended method of gaining ground worked a bit, though her girlfriend seemed to have a similiar idea in mind. She grunted, shining softly as she found herself struggling again. With each flick of Cicilia's tongue she shuddered, her chest heaving a bit as she panted. Her kisses slowed as she tried to focus on simply pushing her girlfriend back... which she did! So far in fact she fell... Pulling Sayumi with her. As her foot cause her in the cleavage, parting her breasts she was in shock that Cicilia was using a move she hadn't taught her that didn't involve her picking up someone and planting them on the ground. It was a strange mix of pride and panic as she was monkey flipped over Cicilia.

She hit the ground hard with a bounce, the momentum actually popping her up into a sitting position as she sat bent oddly, as if trying to touch her toes. She groaned softly. She couldn't help but wonder what other moves she had learned... for teaching purposes only. Sliding her hands up to her knees she sat herself up, slowly turning her head to look back at Cicilia.