Reunion for Two

"D-don't you d-aahnn...!" her protest was quickly turned into moan as Natasha pulled her leg back while rubbing her sex at the same time. "N-no! N-nnnhh...!"

The veiled girl began to writhe under her opponent, finding it hard to even try crawling towards the ropes. The pleasure was growing inside her, which weaken her resolve even further with each passing seconds. Given the matches she's been in, it might look a bit surprising that she seemed to be affected quite a lot by such move. Then again it could be argued that it just show the difference of a pro hentai wrestling an an amateur.

"Don't I what? You have to speak up Dancer." Natasha answered fairly casually despite what her hand was doing at that moment, her fingers playing over the top of the woman's sex to tease her a bit before she got serious. The frenchwoman pulled back further on Dancer's leg until it was undoubtedly uncomfortable for her, boardering on painful if she pulled back even one more inch, giving herself greater access to her pussy.

Hooking a finger underneath her bikini Natasha tugged it aside and pressed her fingertips firmly down upon Dancer's nether lips, rubbing up and down along her slit to get her nice and wet.

"Grrrg... s-stop... nnngghhhh..." Night Dancer grunted as Natasha pulled her leg further while increasing the fingering between her legs. "Ahhhnnn...! N-nhh..." she almost sounded like she wanted to say something, but bit her lips instead, her fingers dug on the mat as if she's trying to rip it apart.

She kept her head down, trying to force herself to move. The ropes were far away still, but staying like this without a doubt would only result in her downfall. Natasha was an expert in pleasuring a girl, there's no doubt about that, and the veiled girl could feel herself being drive towards the edge. Her womanhood was already so wet it probably could burst in any minute now!

"Stop? Oh you mean don't stop, no worries I have no intenion to stop." Natasha said, chuckling to herself as her fingers started to move a little faster as they rubbed along Dancer's nicely wet sex. She was curious to see how long Dancer could last if she kept this up, thinking of this as the best way to test if Dancer could fight at the professional level or not. She believed already that she could but she wanted to see for certain.

"How long can you last I wonder?" Natasha said before bringing her fingers up to her lips and sucking on each of them, only then returning them to the woman's sex to slide two of them inside her.

Night Dancer's response to Natasha's teasing was a a series of moan, the pleasure had now taken over the majority of her mind. She tried to hold back at first, but it didn't take long before her resistance was overwhelmed. Her toes started to curl around while she writhed on the mat, one of her hands covered her veiled lips to further suppress her voice as she reached the inevitable outcome.

"Mmmmmmmmhhhhh!" she finally cried as her body bucked a couple of times.

Her juices flew out, coating Natasha's digit while she continued to moan under her. Even the pain in her leg didn't felt as hurt as she came. Her trapped figure limped afterwards, and she panted heavily while one of her hands still covered her mouth.

"Mmmghh... Mnnnhh..."

Night Dancer shuddered violently underneath her a couple of times as the woman's juices began to gush out over her probing fingers, Natasha licking her lips in satisfaction as she continued to pump them in and out as the woman came. "Oh wow you've been holding back a lot haven't you? Must not have been anyone here who could make you cum like this." She said even as she moaned herself from rubbing her own crotch over the woman's back.

Natasha didn't let up on the fingering until she felt the woman coming down from her climax, only then pulling her fingers free and licking the cum from them happily. "Oh god...you're quite tasty so you know." She said, only partly teasing the woman as it was what she really thought. She climbed off of her and then went to roll her onto her back, looking to lay over top of her with their breasts squished together and their faces inches apart. "How was it?"

Night Dancer let out a low growl as Natasha pulled her fingers out of her dripping sex, her body was heating up, and there's little doubt that she's getting a lot more sweatier. She didn't deny or confirm her fellow blue haired girl's teasing words, and with her face still down, there's no telling what kind of expression she had at the moment.

Natasha then rolled her over and laid herself on top of her exhausted form, eliciting a moan from the veiled girl as their breasts were squishing against each other. She had a faint, tired smile that was accompanied with a pair of blushes on her cheeks as their face were lined up so close to each other for a bit.

"N-not bad... I'll give you that..." Night Dancer spoke softly, panting. "But I had better..." she'd say before attempting to shove Natasha off her so she could try rolling around to the opposite side.

Her body felt heavy after the orgasm for sure, but there's no way she could stay down with Natasha all over her like that. Even if she couldn't accomplish much in her current state, she'd try to show some defiance to her opponent at the very least.

Natasha adopted the very best hurt expression she could manage in answer to Night Dancer's little jab about having had better, doing her best to look absolutely wounded despite knowing that the girl was just teasing her. She was quite confident in her erotic skills but Natasha wasn't so full of herself that she didn't think it was impossible for someone to be better than her, though she highly doubted Dancer had ever run into anyone like that.

"You wound me Dancer, what a wicked tongue you have." Natasha replied in quite the dramatic tone of voice before she was rolled unceremoniously off of the woman. When she had finally made it back to her knees she turned to find Dancer a short distance away, grinning like some sort of predator stalking its prey as she moved towards her.

"Hmmph," the veiled girl scoffed as she heard Natasha's words, slowly picking herself up. "Sometimes the truth hurts..."

She adjusted her breath while Natasha approached her again. No doubt she was put in a rather significant disadvantage with the orgasm she had just now. There was a reason why the other blue haired girl over there had a belt under her name, but she's not going down just because a climax.

Night Dancer remained on her spot, opting to let Natasha do the legwork and come towards her. Her plan was to try going down and sweep her leg around in an attempt to bring her opponent down, hoping that it'd give her the opportunity to straddle her afterwards!

Natasha closed in on the downed woman with a dozen thoughts in her head as what to do next with her, a smirk on her lips and a devious look in her eyes that could only mean trouble for Night Dancer. However those ideas went right out the window as the woman whipped around and knocked Natasha flat on her back, the Frenchwoman still blinking in surprise as Dancer climbed on top of her to take a seat.