LEAGUE: Tsuzaki Shizuka vs Toranami Ryuke

Shizuka was privately amazed at how dense Ryu was. Are all the Toranami clan this trusting?

She squelched the thought to make space for the sunniest and most brainless expression she could put on. "Haii!" she cried out joyfully. She made to jump on Ryu for a tight hug around his neck.

Not an attack in a wrestling sense, but one in the sexual sense, as again her half-clad breasts rubbed upon Ryu's bare front. She could feel the 'vileness' of his still-erect cock pressing against her, knew he was ripe for the picking sexually and psychologically.

"Since oniichan is so nice to me," Shizuka whispered into Ryu's ear in a naughty tone, "I'm going to give oniichan my special service..."

Ryu was actually surprised by Shizuka's strange behavior... whining and crying in the ring without comprehensible reasons. It was odd, especially from a named wrestler.

But the fact was, he just couldn't see a girl crying without trying to comfort her. Such an ingenuous kindness had put him in lots of troubles since when he was a child, and again now.

Ryu's face flared as Shizuka glomped him, almost causing Ryu to lose balance. "S-Special s-service...??? O-Ok but... w-what would it be about...???" he shivered in response to her suggestive whisper, not knowing what she had in mind but freezing in enticed confusion in any case, which was actually Shizuka's plan for him. He would try to avoid the embarassing rubbing of his hardness against her, but Shizuka was coiling herself around him in a way he just couldn't pull back.

Shizuka smiled sexily into Ryu's face. "This..."

Releasing his neck, she'd slither down him, bosom trailing over his chest, hands caressing his sides, until her breasts found Ryu's rod. Shizuka would then rub her cleavage into its cap, the inner sides of her breasts massaging its length.

G-Gasp.... S-Shi...zu..ka..." Ryu murmured in short breathed, embarassed arousal, feeling that heavenly softness embrace his manhood, causing his erection to bulge hotter and larger to his embarassement.

A residual part of his mind knew that at this rate, she was going to gain the extra point for doing hentai on him. And, to send him weaker from sexual draining too.

He tilted his head back moaning and made a very sloppy attempt at pulling back, but he just couldn't fight back against such a lovely-seducive treat, especially when she was tricking him with her cute affectionate way.

The irony of yet another Toranami ready to cum on her chest tickled Shizuka. Her breasts still squishing that offending cock in between them, she grasped for Ryu's boxers, using his attempt to retreat against him by pulling his underwear down. The sudden feel of her bare cleavage and lush bosom against his bared and still-swelling manhood might get her that extra point, all right!

In spite of his shyness and lack of experience, Ryu wasn't one to climax in a flash (another heritage of the Toranami family). Nonetheless, Shizuka's sensual maneuvre was driving him to build it up quickly, espacially now that his bared erection was erotically cuddled in the snuggly "paizuri" hold of her warm breasts.

"G-Gasp... i-is Shizuka-chan trying to score hentai on Ryu...??" he breathed out with the deepest blush of his face. When he tried and take another embarassed step back, his pulled down shorts tripped him some, causing Ryu to comically fall onto his back, just temporarily escaping from Shizuka's seductive clutches.

The ref-girl giggled to herself at the sight of Ryu's awkward behavior, while he blinked down at Shizuka, his legs basically trapped under the girl's upper body after his fall.

Shizuka followed him down. She drove her chest into Ryu's crotch as if trying to impale his erection into her cleavage, her hands pulling on his buttocks for extra effect. The Devil Violet allowed herself to moan cutely, though what she really wanted to do was snarl before biting it off, another male's cock caught tight and good in the clutches of her breasts.

"Iie," she mewled. No... "Shizuka wants Ryu-oniichan to relax... oniichan's so nervous... relax... this is the way Shizuka knows to make you relax..."

So saying, she stroked his cock with the strings holding the front of her swimsuit together, as well as her skin.

Ryu gasped softly, his bulging manhood trapped in such a snuggly prison.
"G-Gasp.... f-feels s-so n-nice.."he whispered with an aroused sigh at her lustful strokes.

Ryu laid back as Shizuka's cooing was lulling him into surrender, subdoing him more and more with each time she soothingly craved him to relax.
"Ohhh..." he moaned and panted softly, incapacitated to escape her erotic cuddles now.

"I'm glad you like it," Shizuka cooed. She could see and especially feel that she had Ryu trapped. Now for that extra point...

She grasped Ryu's buttocks gently and pulled on him, even as she pushed her breasts against his groin, amplifying the arousing effect of her massage.

To keep in character, she moaned as well, much of it feigned, a tiny part that she hated honest due to that firm rod poking into the sensitive valley of flesh between her pears. "Oniichan..."

"Ohh.. S-Shi-chan...." . The warm massage of her breasts was like a heavenly caress to his hot erection, and Shizuka's soft cooing was so relaxing. At this rate, he was going to burst out in a very short time, which he would love to.

"H-Hey wait a minute... at this rate... she's going to score a hentai point on me" he then thought, as if a part of his mind realized the most obvious of things: they were opponents on a ring, not lovers at a romantic encounter... even if he hated to admit it to himself, he had to fight back, unless he didn't want to play the part of the complete jobber or worse... of the lustful pirv.

"Uh... R-Ryu would be so happy to j-just surrender in Shizuka's hold... but this w-would be whimpy of me... this is still a League official fight, and w-we are supposed to fight... r-right? " He said, once again apologizing for his sloppy struggles.

"Speaking of which... you have put yourself in a potentially vulnerable position". With that he pulled one of Shizuka's arm, taking control of it while slowly wrapping her legs around her over her shoulders, hinting at a triangle-choke. He would not put the pressure on it, aiming to just fairly warn Shizuka about his intentions to fight back. Nonetheless, the light tightening of his clutches would cause his erection to slide forward in her cleavage, the tip of his member popping out closer to her chin now. "S-See...?" his face flared as he realized how his demostrative hold had brought them into an even more erotic closeness.