A Wild Young Lioness appears! - Joyce Hilda VS Courage Takemi

[Joyce_Hilda]

Extremely stunned from the previous aerial move from Courage Takemi, Joyce grunts in dizziness as she's forced back to her feet, her body waving back and forth due to the dizziness. Maybe it would go unnoticed, but Joyce would get a slight blush from Courage Takemi's word about she finding Joyce pretty and wanting to befriend her. That was very cute and lovely.

Still, that match would end only when one of the girls defeated the other one, and both the girls wanted to win. Courage Takemi put Joyce's head between her thighs, and prepared herself for what looked like a Piledriver.

It would be the perfect way to finish a match, but Courage Takemi made a big mistake: letting Joyce get too close of her ass.

*SMACK*

A huge slap echoed from the ring

[SuckerPunch]

Courage drew in a deep breath and braced herself. She went over the motions of the move in her head. A piledriver might not have seemed like an especially complicated move, but it did take a certain amount of precision to ensure the opponent landed precisely how you wanted them.

'Yosh!' She thought, ready to go, and bent her knees. And then there was a thunderclap!

"Mmmmnn-nyaah~" Something between a moan and a scream bubbled out of her mouth. Her expression, which had been one of extreme focus, shifted. Her head tilted up, her eyes opened wide, and her mouth gaped. Her pale cheeks went rosy with blush. And she shivered.

Joyce's spank had caused the abundant flesh of her ass to ripple and send an electric chill up her spine. Courage, for all of her willfulness, had an especially sensitive backside. And she may have developed a liking to receiving attention in that area!

[Joyce_Hilda]

Joyce smirked as she heard such lewd moan coming from Courage Takemi. It was like a prey yelling as the predator nailed the claws on its skin. For a couple of seconds, Joyce stared proudly at the reddish, hand-shaped mark left on Courage Takemi's ass, then she would take advantage of her loss of balance and focus to take her down with a headscissors.

As Courage Takemi fell on the canvas, Joyce crawled at her, climbing on the sailor-themed wrestler, for a pinfall. This time, however, her idea of pinfall would be a very different one.

"Did you felt that electric chill on your spine? Well, it's the second threat a cute sailor like you would face on brazilian waters: the poraque, an electric eel which attacks with powerful electric jolts. Funnily, do you know what 'poraque' means? It means 'the one who numbs you'. And judging by your cute face, you look very numb" *giggles*

sitting on Courage Takemi's chest, Joyce grabbed her legs and locked them up as she sat on Courage Takemi's face, on a Schoolgirl pin. The brazilian brunette also took advantage of it to hump, on Courage's Takemi face, her crotch, involved on a navy blue buruma, soaked in sweat, with a subtle, but still very notable at close distance cameltoe.

[SuckerPunch]

"F-fwaah~" It was like her whole system had rebooted. All of her momentum disappeared in a single slap of plump, soft feeling flesh! Her legs quivered and she bent forward! The hands that had been around Joyce's waist instead snapped to her stinging hindquarters. It left her completely vulnerable. And Joyce was quick to take advantage of the opening she'd created!

"Oof!" She landed roughly on her back as a result of the other girl's head scissor takedown! Her legs sprawled and her cheeks red. It had knocked some of the air out of her, but she was still ready to go!

She bent at the waist, eager to get up and redeem herself! But instead found her breasts crushed under Joyce's weight! Her back hit the mat again, and the Brazillian had total control of her body!

"N-noo~" She whined, it was hard to tell if she was answering Joyce's question, or denying her actions. But her resistance was easily overcome. Joyce hooked her legs and pulled them skyward, folding her up! Her eyes widened in panic as she was given an up close view of what made Joyce a woman. It filled her belly with butterflies. Flooded her with feelings she knew she shouldn't have in this situation. And then...

Joyce slid forward, covering her face and engaged in a most humiliating pin!

The referee dropped down beside them and checked her shoulders. "1!" She let out a count. Courage couldn't hear it, being smothered by her opponent. But she felt the mat shake from the slap!

"MMMNFF!"

Joyce's hips rocked gently, pressing herself against the idol's face! Her nostrils filled with her scent. Her mouth opened in an attempt to scream her dismay, but this resulted only in Courage subjecting herself to the taste of the sweat-soaked fabric that sealed her cries! Her desperation caused wet, warm breaths to tickle against Joyce's inner thighs. And other areas, if she was lucky!

Her legs kicked, causing her upturned butt to jiggle! The matches rigors had pulled her white bottoms between her round cheeks, exposing the full curve of her ass. And all of the teasing had left her bottoms just a bit darker over her girlhood!

[Joyce_Hilda]

Joyce blushed and had to hold a moan as she felt Courage Takemi's warm breathing on her crotch, going through her buruma. Joyce was still holding her legs tight, and sat down firmly on her face. The ref continued the countdown.

"TWO"

Recovering her focus in the match, Joyce started to talk with Courage Takemi, in a exaggeratedly dramatic way for show purposes.

"It's useless! The electric attack of a poraque is strong enough to kill a full-grown horse. A cute sailor like you have no hope of enduring such jolt running from your thick ass to all your petite body! Also, once the prey gets shocked by the poraque, their entire nervous system crashes. Poraques even use this to control their preys' actions by getting inside their mind. Deeply inside, just like my cameltoe and ass are going inside your face!"

The crowd was loving the scene, and they also loved Joyce kinda-villainous speech, which motivated Joyce to say a last line

"Give up, Courage! You're a good wrestler, but nobody, men or women, is able to resist an Brazilian ass, the juiciests and thickests in the world!"

[SuckerPunch]

Courage could feel herself getting lightheaded. The warmth of her opponent's most intimate places heated her face and reddened her cheeks. It wasn't a terrible way to lose... All things considered. Though... She did wish she could have spent more time with Joyce. Folded up and dominated, her malleable young mind started to wander... Impure thoughts. To wonder what this pin would be like without her bottoms on. Perhaps she'd dream of it...

"Nn-Nmmf!" She began to stir! Her moaning, panting breaths pulsed against Joyce. Her extended tongue expressed the vibrations against the Brazillian's covered mount.

And then she recalled her night with Alizeh. This was one of the things they had worked on. Not being ashamed of her desires. Joyce was right. She wanted to bury her face in the other girl's body. She wanted to lose her breath, lips pressed against her. These desires were a part of her... And despite her upbringing as an idol, they weren't wrong or bad!

And the shame that would have kept her isolated began to melt away.

"NOOOOO!~"

And she kicked, desperately! Her hips exploded outwards as she arched her back and screamed against the other girl's burumas! A desperate attempt at an escape! Resisting the Siren's song of being sweetly smothered until the bell's final toll!

[Joyce_Hilda]

"No way! Nobody should ever be able to resist that pinfall of mine!" Joyce said, with a comical exaggerated tone, then recovering her cool.

"You're really a great sailor, cutie! You proved your valor and bravery against piranhas and poraques, but now, you'll face the most dangerous creature from Brazilian rivers."

After saying that, Joyce forced Courage Takemi back to her feet and Irish Whipped her to the nearest turnbuckle, watching as she watched the sailor-themed wrestler running helplessly.

[SuckerPunch]

Courage managed to escape at the count of two! Narrowly preserving her hopes of victory! However, it left her panting and vulnerable. Subject to Joyce's whims.

"Haahn~ Haahn~... T-thanks. You're pretty t-tough too!" She managed to gasp out as she was pulled to her feet. "But I... I'd rather not face another dangerous creature!" She offered her protest, for what it was worth... And a second later she was sent stumbling towards the corner!

*CRASH!* She hit the turnbuckle with her back! "Agh!" And after a cute scream, she slumped against the corner. Her arms were slung over the ropes as she took deep heaving breaths!

[Joyce_Hilda]

"You 'would rather not face another dangerous creature'?" Joyce giggled "Then why you got yourself on the water? Why are you dressed like a cutie sailor?" Joyce playfully smacked her hands on Courage's sides and legs, while talking with her. Then, she would wave to somebody give her something. It was a navy-blue lipstick

"Even if you don't run into dangerous creature, there is a creature that LOVES to run into cute sailors like you." Joyce said, suggestively pulling a bit her panty and letting it slap back on her waist skin. Joyce applied a generous amount of lipstick on her lips, then she grabbed and imobilized tightly Courage's wrists. Then, Joyce started to whisper seductively on Courage's ears.

"Have you heard about mermaids? Of course you had, what were I thinking? What you surely never heard about is Yara. Oooh, Yara. She's the queen of all the mermaids, the most beautiful and strong among them. Her skin is the color of the chocolate. Her hair is silky and black. Her breasts are humongous and juicy. Seashells and stars barely can cover her huge twins. Her tail and waist is extra thick. Once you hear her voice, her whispered song, you're done for, no matter if you're man or woman. She will drag you to the bottom of the river, and will watch with lewdness as you struggle due to the lack of oxygen. And she will take all of your breath by kissing you to oblivion"

Courage Takemi was visibly dizzy. As Joyce finished her seductive speech, she grabbed one of her hands and put her into her own brazilian ass. Then, grabbing firmly Courage's head by her hair, she started to approach, threatening to leave a lipstick mark on her face or on her neck.

[SuckerPunch]

Joyce posed a reasonable question, as far metaphors went. If she wasn't going to engage with danger, why would she even bother stepping into the ring? The thought struck her... That was, of course, who Courage used to be. It was a reminder that she'd vowed to change. She stirred in shameful acknowledgment.

*Snap!* The waistband of her bottoms clapped against her hip and caused her to let out a cute "Iyah!". The distraction was more than enough to keep her busy while Joyce took hold of her wrists. Controlling her. Pinning her.

Joyce's whispers infiltrated her mind. Her cheeks burned brightly against Joyce's. And with their faces so close, there was no way she could hide her rapid panting. She knew she had to fight back... But all she could think about were the words dripped into her ear like sweet-tasting honey. Her belly tightened and her thighs unconsciously rubbed together. She turned her head away, resistant.

Until she felt her fingers clap against Joyce's ass. Her head snapped back to Joyce and she gasped. Her brilliant green eyes were wide behind her glasses. Her desires took control and urged her fingers to explore the Brazillian's backside. She groped at the sensitive and abundant flesh. And found herself lost in a sea of desire. Her lips quivered and parted as Joyce seized control of her head by her hair!

"A-ahhn~" Her nipples throbbed and hardened against her top. There was no hiding the state she was in... heat.