Exhausting debut! Selene Cara Vs Koji Yamada

In spite of his wannabe-defiant attitude, Koji was gradually captivated by the rubbing and gyrating of Selene's hips, lulled into mild entrancement along with her seductive swaying... at least until he managed to push her off from his face, avoiding a shameful early knockout this early in the match.

Or better said, that's the story that Koji told himself. In truth, the voluptuous blond had just bounced off him by purpose, surely planning more fun with the stubborn, but definitely naive male fighter.

"Gasp...! Pant pant....umff...v-very funny! 0///0", the boy would reply, all red faced as he stood up breathing heavily. "Now, let's see you laugh when I finally get you...unnff..!"

With that said, Koji forced his still unsteady legs to run into the ropes in order to take a boost and attack from an angle. His dazed mind had decided that he needed to slow down Selene's quick bouncing legs, so he tried to dive into a tackle at thighs height this time, willing to tackle the busty blonde down.

If she had been wondering whether Koji would become fuming and predictable, or flustered and slower, his attack was probably giving her a quite satisfying answer: BOTH.

As at least expected, Koji was clearly flustered and put off by the move. And thanks to his slow and expected move, Selene would more than easily be able to mess with him even further now.

When he got up and went for the tackle, she would twist her body and move right past him by his side. In the midst of her evasion, she would kick her leg out and trip him out from right under his feet, sending him crashing down to the canvas on his face.

But she wouldn’t be finished there. As soon as he would try to push himself back up, she’d move around and once again face towards him, smiling as she stood while he was on his knees. “Having trouble keeping up?” She’d ask, knowing the answer all too well. And before he could react, she’d jump towards him and open her legs, knocking him back and setting him up in a tight headscissors. And to add on to it, his face was just inches from her crotch, giving him something nice to look at as she would tighten her hold.

"Unghff...! 0///0", Koji groaned, falling face forward as Selene easily dodged his wannabe-smart assault and tripped his feet, turning it into a disgraceful crash landing for the ever more flustered boy.

"N-nghhh... n-not at all, I will-GASP...! unghhh!". Nudged into a reaction by her teasing words, the young male had turned around and tried to stand up, just what Selene was waiting to follow up with her next maneuver.

Koji was treated for a quick moment to Selene's sexy spread apart legs while her lacy-clad crotch came down to claim his flushed face. The fans roared in wild excitement as the boy was pushed back down, grappled into her sexy heascissors.

"M-Mnnghhhfff....! 0///0". His nose and eyes were the only parts of his face still visible, his nose and lips all but pressed into the white lace panties that, together with her thigh-high stockings and pink garters, formed a very seductive wrestling attire.

The Japanese boy started a disoriented, overall ineffective struggle to pry those sultry smooth legs apart, but soon he realized that Selene had surely crossed her ankles behind him to secure him into her hold, because he could feel her thighs swell around his red cheeks, increasing the pressure on his neck and furtherly pushing him into the suggestive warmness of her crotch.

"Mmmrrfhhhhhh...!!", his muffled protest vibrated nicely inthere, selling her hold in a way that she would most likely appreciate. Looking up to his captrix, Okami was even more flustered at noticing that her unsettling, ever-smiling expression was hidden from sight most of the time, replaced by the even more teasing sight of her large, bouncing underboobs.

With him now trapped between her thighs, Selene would keep up a pattern of her headscissors. She would put pressure into it for a solid five seconds, before giving him a quick second break. It certainly wouldn’t help him, but it served as a way to keep him conscious later.

And with him groaning into her crotch, she wouldn’t want him out any time soon. In fact, amongst her pattern of tightening, she would reach her hand back. Placing it over his crotch, she would use it as a means to “balance” herself. However the true purpose was merely to arouse him, as every time she would tighten or loosen her hold, he’d get a very light, teasing rub.

Koji's predicament was getting worse with each passing second... though it was all happening in a very seductive and alluring way, making most of the male audience (and even a part of female fans) jealous of the trapped boy.

Caught in the inescapable vice of Selene's headscissors, the boy was subject to both the velvety smoothness of her skin caressing his cheeks, and the powerful pressure of her strong feminine muscles constricting his neck, as the busty blonde alternated between squeezing and relaxing with slow, somewhat hynpotic pulsations of her thighs.

Rocked back and forth in such sensually constricting pattern, Koji could hardly focus on fighting back, leave alone breaking free from her sumptuous clutches.
And his straight thinking was drowned even more into a pink haze as the naughty blonde added a further sensuous distraction, keeping the pace of her squeezing and releasing as she had now placed her soft hand on Koji's groin, rubbing back and forth nicely.

"W-What are you doin-nnghh...??? Uuh... N-Not there... ahhhnn... @///@", was Koji's predictible reaction of embarrassed distress as his ability to fight back was undermined in such sensually taunting way, his manly strenght and resoluteness turned more and more into weakness and arousal with each new squeezing and stroking.

“Oh, what do you mean?” She’d ask, putting emphasis into her rubbing as she did. “You couldn’t possibly mean that, could you? After all, those Moana from you would very much beg to differ.” With her taunt, she’d tighten her thighs around him to an unbearable pressure, putting him near the edge of unconsciousness.

But when he would just start to feel himself start to pass out, she’d stop. Giving him some time to recover, Selene wasn’t settled with ending the first round with her thighs. Rather, she’d end it with a better asset.

And just when she had freed Koji from her headscissors, she would roll back and push herself up with her hands. And with a fluent twist of her body, she’d crash down on his face ass first, facing towards his legs as she’d begin to rub his face with her ass once more. “Feeling tired yet, Koji?”

"Gasp...! uuuhhhnn... 0///0". Bound in her tight headscissors, Koji was barely getting enough oxygen to support aerobic activities like squirming and gasping to stay conscious, leaving not much to answer taunting questions.
But the blonde beauty could get all the answer she wanted from his shivering reaction to each loving touch of her fingers on the twitching bulge on his pants.

Getting the desired honest response from his body, the girl squeezed her pythoness thighs longer and tighter around his neck: Coherently with that cute headpiece that was part of her gimmick, Selene was perfectly playing the role of the wrestling nurse intent at sedating her helpless male patient there.

"Nnnghhffhhh... @_@". Soon the boy was too weak to even fight back, letting out a breathless sigh while his hands slipped down from her luscious thighs. With his vision tunneling to darkness, even his numbing mind knew that he was going to pass out any moment now, so he was more than surprised Selene released him from her leggy coils.

Not so defiant now, the young Japanese took some much welcome lungfuls of air, but his free breathing was short lived: far from merciful, that short break only served Selene to take a gracious leap and smoosh Koji's face with a butt-drop, stunning her male prisoner as she prepared to suffocate him under her womanly assets.
"M-Mnnpfh.... @.@". Once again, a muffled groan of woozy scorn was all Koji could reply to her teasing question, while the busty blonde happily rolled his face inbetween her plump buttcheeks. And once again, it was probably the kind of answer that Selene loved to hear.

Given his weak and feeble attempt at breathing, Selene knew well that Koji would provide little to no more resistance. The combination of her headscissors and now smothering facesit has seem to have wiped out his strength for the time.

And with that in mind, Selene would reach down and grab one of Koji’s legs. Pulling up, she’d slightly fold him over so that his hips were up in the air. As she kept up rubbing Koji’s face between her buttcheeks, she would once again begin to rub his boyhood through his shorts, dominating the martial artist on two different fronts.

Selene was right on her easy prediction: Squeezed and tenderized by her pulsating headscissors, Koji had been incapacitated to fight back as the curvy blond was now using her sexy ass to suffocate him into further helplessness.
Her superior speed and strenght, and dominant pornstar-like curves had the dazed boy wonder who or what she was... Maybe some kind of sexy female cyborg?

"Mmmpffhh...mfffh....@///@". Anyway, it was not like his sleepy mind could focus on much more than the slow swaying of Selene's hips rocking his head back and forth, and the shamefully pleasurable feel of her intimate caressing, both movements conjuring into having him drift into a sort of aroused slumber, half-folded into that awkward position. The once defiant fighter could hardly feel more helpless than that!
The part of his mind still clinging to consciousness tried to fight against such embarrassing demise, but his limbs refused to respond. Lulled underneath her lovely hips and teasingly stroked, Koji was slowly going limp while his boyhood was quickly getting hard, entrusting his drowsy self to her "nursing care".

With his struggles gone, Selene would smile as she looked back, stroking his crotch relentlessly as she smothered him out. The match was only beginning and it looked like the first KO was certain to come soon.

But as she put more emphasis into her stroking, she would begin to make a game of Koji’s plight. Would her heavenly ass smother him into unconsciousness first? Or would her skillful hand bring him to a humiliating climax? It would prove more difficult to make him cum without a more direct touch, but she loved the unique challenge.