Hentai Swimsuit Battle! Yvette vs. Sayuri

As Yvette bit and sucked on Sayuri's neck, the rest of her body was busy lining up for maximum pleasure against the Japanese girl's body. Neither girl was well endowed, but Yvette linked up their tits anyways, allowing their sensitive nipples to clip against each other, hardened by both the cold water spraying all around them and their own arousal. Yvette herself felt nothing but heat as she ground against Sayuri, pressing her entire body down so they both felt the maximum sensation.

"You want me to take you?" Yvette asked, "You want me to fuck you hard?" Regardless of how Sayuri answered Yvette would do the same. But it felt so good to hear her opponent's pretty voice as she gave in.

Yvette began rhythmically humping with her hips, each time bringing her hot swollen clit directly into contact against Sayuri's, pressing the Japanese girl's clit down before brushing upwards and giving it some relief. Each time Yvette pushed down just a bit harder, increasing the sensations both girl's felt. It was hard to say who was going to cum first, as Yvette was already hugely aroused, but at this point it didn't matter. The only thing the French girl wanted was to release herself all over Sayuri's body, and feel the Japanese girl cum hard as well.

"Hah…hah…HAH!"
Gasping breaths intensified and got louder when Yvette aligned her nipples with the ones of the unusually docile Sayuri, causing her to look up instead of sideway to watch how this happened again and again, her hands bending upward at the wrists because they could not go up any further because of the restraining fingers of her opponent.

"Oh…Oah…TAKE ME!"
She yelled, her body compressing and folding up again with each thrust of Yvette who took her viciously, much akin to the way Barbara did it although with less force and less weight resting on her of course.

"Uh…Fuuah…FUCK ME!"
Was her final statement, right along with the questions of the French girl residing on her with the authority of a queen. She was greedy for the sensation and thrill this caused her, so greedy that she would tr to last as long as possible while bending and pressing herself against the bigger girl until she exploded with a shockingly strong climax again, surpassing the one she had had before and clinging tighter to Yvette even after it had happened, breathing loudly against the raining water and the neck of Yvette.

Yvette could tell her actions were working as she lined up everything along Sayuri's body, grinding down tit to tit and pussy to pussy to maximize the pleasure both girl's felt. Sayuri begged Yvette to take her and fuck her, and the French girl obliged, giving in to her own desires as she ravished Sayuri as much as she could. She bumped down faster and harder, her hips making audible slaps against Sayuri's as she tried to bring herself to the brink of orgasmic release as well.

Sayuri did cum first, exploding against Yvette's body in an even bigger orgasm than before. That wad the trigger Yvette needed, as the French girl felt herself losing control as well. "Yes! Cum for me again!" Yvette screamed, "I'm gonna cum as well!"

The French girl ground down hard, pressing her clit against Sayuri's still oegasming pussy as her sex burst as well. "AAAAAHHH I'M CUMMING!" Yvette cried out as her entire body tensed up, her arms and legs stretching Sayuri even more as she involuntarily flexed every muscle in her body. Yvette's spread open sex squirted all over Sayuri's hips and legs, mixing and pooling with the Japanese girl's juices. Yvette's hips bucked a few times before she finally settled down on top of Sayuri, cuddling with her sexually broken opponent.

"Hah... That was amazing," Yvette moaned as she nuzzled in against the Japanese girl, both comforting her defeated opponent and seeking comfort herself.

Sayuri would later be pretty pissed how she had been fucked or fucked over literally or figuratively twice by circumstances like a French accent, her clever opponent, her slim build and last but not least because she would never admit it, her desire for the body of Yvette. And of course she would also tell that to anyone who would listen. Or not listen.

But for now, she was as tame as a kitten in a box. She even was a little bit cutely mewling after she had stopped to press against Yvette as the largest majority of active to use strength had left her in a state of total fatigue. Blissed fatigue, but still fatigue.
"Uh…huh…"
She kind of agreed with a little nod.

Yvette smiled as she cuddled with Sayuri, glad to see that the smaller Japanese girl was still completely compliant. Now that they had both cum hard once again, Yvette thought it was time to properly end this match. She looked over at the referee, indicating that she was going to secure her victory.

The French girl slowly peeled herself off of Sayuri's body, releasing her arms and untangling her legs. She reached back, grabbing Sayuri behind her thighs and pulling her legs upwards, folding the girl over as she secured her legs underneath her armpits. Yvette expected no resistance from the beaten Japanese girl, the pin was just a formality at this point.

After locking in the double leg cradle pin, making sure it was secure and up to standard, the French girl gestured to the referee to start the count. "One! Two!" the referee's hand slapped the wet mats twice in quick succession.

"…Uhnf…"
As her soon to be former opponent had anticipated, Sayuri was in no way able to hinder Yvette to move her around in a quite uncomfortable and embarrassing but pretty popular position as it seemed because she was quickly doused in cold water that mixed with her own juices when her womanhood was now dangling high in the air. Her toes wiggled involuntarily by the vibrations of the hands of the referee slapping on the mat for two times already. But that was not much of concern for her because she was still gifted with the sight of the naked body of the French girl.

Then it was done.
"THREE!"
The referee slapped the mat for a third time, officially ending the match while Sayuri was still tightly packaged.

Hearing the final count, Yvette relaxed and ley Sayuri's legs drop back down to the mats. She slid down the Japanese girl's body, leaning in and giving her a light kiss on the lips, her hands gently caressing Sayuri's cheeks. "That was fun cutie!" Yvette said with a smile, "Let's do it again sometime."

She gave Sayuri a little kiss again, pressing her body down so their bodies felt each other's warmth, before getting back up to her feet. Yvette held out her hand, offering Sayuri her help in getting back up. The French girl hoped that Sayuri was going to be a friendly rival instead of an enemy, and she hoped that in the future she would have a chance to face off against both her and her partner in a tag team match. That would be something to look forward to!

Sayuri wasn´t know to be overly friendly, quite the contrary actually. Her ego was pretty bloated and she was very proud of her analytical and tactical skill. Especially the last one would give her some headaches from how this match had proceeded. But she also was a pretty perverted girl and did not like to waste time with petty grumblings over spilled, sensual milk when she could also tangle around with a sexy vixen like Yvette instead.

So she took the hand and let herself get helped up. She secretly shook the hand for a moment, but only for a moment because she had an image to hold up.
"Next time you will cum for me!"
Sayuri answered with a slight smile before letting go of the hand, rolling out of the ring to bicker with some fans while she was heading straight to the proverbial curtain for some rest.

WINNER: YVETTE