L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Yuto wasn't sure if Akari was letting him crash onto her on purpose, but he was thankful he didn't have to hit the post instead of her. He made sure that he didn't hurt his opponent too much anyways, and she seemed quite sturdy herself. Curiously, Akari wrapped her hand to keep him close to her, which he took as a sign that she was alright. Now, to get to the other part of her demand...

The boy leaned against her to keep her pinned against the turnbuckle. Meanwhile, his hands would start groping her chest again, more aggressively this time. One of his hands then start trailing down, going towards her nether region to try pulling her pants down. If he could do that, then Yuto would cup Akari's womanhood to start massaging it as well, hoping that she'd be more pleased with his effort this time.

Akari began to squirm and moan with pleasure as Yuto finally started to give her exactly what she was looking for. It took a little effort to help the man come out of his shell, no pun intended...but once Yuto was ready, Akari was prepared to reap the rewards as she tossed her head back, savoring the sensation of having her chest played with. It felt so nice feeling her sensitive mammaries being kneaded like dough in the man's hands. Something about Yuto's soft grip really turned her on...and what's more, Akari would soon feel his hand slipping down into her trunks before caressing her womanhood's lips, causing the Sea Turtle to gasp with pleasure as her face reddened. She cooed and nodded, biting her lip as she waited to see how Yuto would proceed.

With Akari seemingly enjoying herself and not too bothered about fighting back, Yuto continued what he's doing for a bit longer. He squeezed her breast a little harder, his other hand speeding up as well between her legs, rubbing on her wetness. It was a rather awkward situation given something like this rarely happened in this match, but he decided to just go with the flow.

Then it came to him that he probably needed something more to push Akari all the way to the peak of ecstasy given she just came not too long ago, and groping her just wouldn't do it. He decided to drag her away from the corner a little, hoping that she'd still be distracted by the lingering pleasure while he's transitioning to another move. The boy would turn Akari around, so he could wrap an arm around her neck for a light sleeper, while his other hand would return to her crotch to try stroking her some more.

The pleasure Akari felt from Yuto's hand squeezing and rubbing her breasts was so satisfying. But then came the Sleeper. The chokehold submission, paired with the crotch teasing, would see the Sea Turtle moaning and gasping with pleasure, enjoying the moment as the sensation was far too pleasant to ignore. She rolled her body around, shifting and wiggling in place as Ishigami kept her steady. Her breath became more ragged. She grinds her rear against Ishigami's pelvis, trying to feel that stiffened member of his against her thighs and soft ass.

"O-oh...!" Yuto twitched as he felt Akari's rear pressed and rubbed against his member. "U-ugh..."

His fingering got sloppy for a bit due to the distraction, as as much as he tried to focus on his offense on his opponent, it became increasingly difficult to do so. Even his hips began to move in response to her grinding, humping her rear without him fully realizing it. All of a sudden it became a race of who's going to reach the peak first, and while Yuto seemingly had a head start, it looked like Akari was catching up with him in an alarming rate.

"Nnhh...! Gh..."

Akari continued to grind and thrust herself backward against Yuto's lower body, easily overwhelming the young man with her seductive charms. For the Sea Turtle, this was a walk in the park, and at this point, nearly everyone in the crowd could figure out that this match's pace was being entirely dictated and controlled by the Japanese woman. Yuto was just along for the pleasurable ride. As the young man began to buck back against her, Akari's face reddened a little. Seems Yuto couldn't resist anymore as Akari's behavior was influencing him. With every hump and thrust, Akari could feel his stiff tent tightening further and getting a little thicker as the man became more aroused. Akari would grind harder and longer, trying to weaken him all the way, wanting to make sure that this last climax would be the biggest, draining him for everything he had left.

Yuto was overwhelmed with lust and kept on humping Akari until he finally reached yet another peak of ecstasy. He moaned as he came all over her rear, his fingering on her womanhood continued as well, although with less intensity than before. He panted heavily while now leaning against Akari, barely locking her with a hold anymore as he was quite depleted at this point, to say the least. He looked like he's going to fall to the mats if she walked away from him.

"Uuuhhh... nnghhh..."

Akari rubbed herself against Yuto a little more, trying to draw out one final climax from the man before allowing him to fall, wanting to drive him over the cliff of sexual exhaustion, pushing him over the brink until he couldn't move a single muscle in his body. Once Yuto finally gave in and succumbed to his urges and the overwhelmingly erotic pleasure of Akari's hips, Akari would gently bring him down to the canvas so the referee could check if the man was willing to continue or not...

Yuto slumped onto his butt as Akari let him go, panting heavily. He looked quite groggy and barely able to move for the time being, and when the ref checked on him, the boy couldn't react right away. After a moment, he shook his head, signaling to the ref that he couldn't continue. The bell would rang and Akari was declared the winner shortly after.