Akira vs Jasmine: Face Sit Match

Rules: Victory is obtained through making their opponent pass out via face sit.
Attire: Swimsuits



Akira stretched out backstage while she waited for the call to go out for her debut match in the AFW, not even caring that everyone around her were staring at her with love struck eyes instead of working as they should have been. She was well used to such admiration from those around her and looking in the mirror it was impossible to fault them for their behavior, after all she looked absolutely stunning in her tight fitting swimsuit. She had more revealing bikinis she could have worn, and likely would have caused more than a few men to to leave their girlfriends for the hope of being with her, but despite the attire this wasn't a hentai match and she needed to keep her swimsuit on if she could help it.

A rather skinny fellow came up after a few minutes to give her the signal to go on out, Akira leaning in close as she walked by thanking the guy who then misread her intentions and tried to kiss her, Akira giggling as she brushed him aside and headed through the entrance curtains just as her [url=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vV_jyzkEGnE:12ke1o57]music[/url:12ke1o57] began to play. Bobbing her head to the music she stepped on out and raised her arms high waving to her fans who were already cheering her name despite this being her first match, most people here already knowing her due to her status as the number one idol in Japan, but of course she wasn't satisfied with just that and wanted international fame.

She made her way down to the ring, shaking the hands of the lucky few she deemed good looking enough for her to allow touching her, smiling cheerfully all the while to draw the crowd further to her side. Climbing up into the ring she took a minute to tour the ring posts, climbing up on each one to further wave to her adoring fans until she heard her music die down and replaced by her opponent's, dropping down to lean against the far ropes waiting for the other woman to arrive.

Backstage the new comer Jasmine was getting ready for her first match in the federation and she could not wait to get in the ring and beat down on her opponent and throw her round bottom right on her face.Whatever Jasmine did it would always have to be cocky and rude,she just loved to make almost all the people she meets hate her.

Jasmine heard she was going up in the ring with a famous model and that just got her more excited for it!She slowly stripped herself out of her normal clothes and grabbed her black and white bikini top and bottom and slid them on while looking in the mirror and checking out her toned body,thinking she had this match in the bag.

The cocky girl soon heard her entrance music start to play and she walked out of the backstage in the skimpy bikini and got many cheers from the males because of her breast size being so large.Her breasts bounced as she walked down to the ring with her hand on her hip and using the other to whip her hair back.

Jasmine neared the ring and stared at her opponent with a cocky smirk on her face as she climbed into it over the ropes.She looked forward and saw her sexy opponent in front of her and from the looks of it,she thought she could take her out in seconds.

Akira had her arms hung over the top rope looking quite casual despite being in nothing but a bikini inside a wrestling ring, completely at ease as she was used to wearing next to nothing with everyone's eyes upon her, she actually preferred they were all staring at her. So when this Jasmine walked out and stole some of the eyes that had been on her a moment earlier Akira couldn't help but narrow her eyes out of annoyance, her smile fading for the time being as her eyes studied the woman thoroughly.

Jasmine was cute she would admit, the girl possessing a fair face with a body that clearly had taken some work to maintain, that same work meaning she would at least be a little athletic, but easily her most impressive features were her large and no doubt heavy breasts. Glancing down to her own chest Akira unwrapped her arms from around the rope and cupped her breasts, weighing them in her hands before her smirk returned to her lips. Even without Jasmine being in the ring she knew her own breasts were not only larger but firmer, and the rest of her body was clearly superior as well, Jasmine was cute sure but she was nothing compared to how beautiful she was.

"This is your first match too right?" Akira said as she walked over to where Jasmine now stood in the middle of the ring, her arms crossed beneath her breasts. "You're lucky you know, theres very few people who can say they enjoyed their first match as much as you will, especially the other women who lost their debut, but then they didn't have the pleasure of losing to an ass as fine as mine. Lets have a good match alright?"

The attractive young ladies both stood together in the large ring in the center of the arena,half cheering for Jasmine and the other half cheering for her model opponent,Jasmine would admit that her opponent was one of the sexiest girls she's ever seen in the ring and she could not wait to get the match started.

Jasmine walked into the center of the ring to be able to see her opponent better in a face to face conversation.Jasmine heard her opponent's question and responded in her cocky voice "yeah but i'll still have you out cold in seconds" she would taunt.Jasmine was impressed by how large her opponents breasts really were and though she would never admit it out loud,they were far better then hers.

Jasmine had a slight blush of anger after hearing her opponent go on and on she kept listening as she talked."Of course it'll be a good match!Well for me that is" She said chuckling.Jasmine turned around and waved her arm back at the model and leaned back on the turnbuckle waiting for the bell to ring

She had been in complete control of the crowd until this Jasmine walked out, Akira noticing a shift in the audience as now half of the fans who had been chanting her name a moment earlier were now yelling out Jasmine instead. The proud woman that she was Akira wasn't going to let this stand, even if Jasmine had come out and been nothing but polite she would have still wanted to humiliate her like she did now, the girl only making things worse for herself with all her big talk.

Uncrossing her arms she placed her hands down upon her hips, her eyes glancing up and down Jasmine's body inspecting every inch of her closely. "Oh Jasmine, you don't know when to be quiet do you?" She said before reaching out and stroking the woman's breasts without even a second thought as to how the girl might react, not really caring what Jasmine wanted as she continued rubbing her mounds until she would suddenly give the left breast a firm squeeze.

"Proud of these aren't you Jasmine?" She said with a devious grin upon her lips, letting that threat hang in the air as she released the woman and backed into her own corner. Once the bell rang Akira waited in her corner, her hands holding onto the top ropes while she leaned up against the turnbuckles, yawning as if she was already bored with the match.

As Jasmine leaned back on the turnbuckle she rested with her eyes closed and kept waiting for the bell but just a moment later she was surprised to feel her breasts to be grabbed and she let out a large blush and opened her eyes as she saw her sexy opponent in front of her fondling them.

Jasmine was certainly embarrassed but also quite aroused how someone as good looking as her opponent would play with her breasts so much."S-Stop!" Jasmine yelled out and pushed her opponents hands away in embarrassment.And leaned back into her turnbuckle with her eyes wide open.

Jasmine watched as the model walked back to her corner and just a few seconds later a ding went through at the ring,starting the match!Jasmine slowly got out of her corner and would go for a straight forward attempt to tackle her opponent by charging out at her

Akira had rather enjoyed giving those plump breasts of Jasmine a good squeezing, it was downright generous of her even as the girl couldn't possibly get laid very often, that bit of foreplay likely the most action she had gotten in months. Jasmine was actually cute for a moment there as she blushed from her touch, Akira laughing as she was shoved away before heading back to her corner to await the bell.

When it finally did ring she did not budge from her spot against the turnbuckle, acting casually despite Jasmine sprinting across the ring towards her. When the girl did get in close she would suddenly leap upward, her powerful legs allowing her to clear Jasmine with Akira pushing off the ropes with her hands, landing a couple feet behind Jasmine before turning around to see if Jasmine had run right into the turnbuckle as she had hoped.