Last Woman Standing! Shiera vs Femie

Shiera's squirming was more frantic compared to Femie's. Her breathing was unsteady while her bucking was more reactionary instead of an attempt to take control. She could barely look at the monocle girl as her eyes were half closed, the overwhelming pleasure had turned her docile, almost turning 180 degrees from her energetic self at the start of this match.

"Amff... Ahn... Mmmhh..." the raven haired girl continued to moan, her body occasionally arched and flopped back, her movement starting to get sloppy as her exhaustion and arousal build up.

"Oh, come now, ma chere..." Femie purred as she felt Shiera buck haphazardly underneath her. it felt more like spasms than actual tribbing, but the Belgian seemed to take it all in stride as she continued to moan and squeeze Shiera's breasts.

"Mmmmnnnn oooh, ahhnn..." Femie's eyes batted at Shiera's as she grinned and moaned. "This is definitely what they would call in France, Ooh, la la! Ohoho! But don't be shy, ma chere. Why don't you say my name like you were before. "Oui, oui, Fem Fem! ohohoooooohnnnn!" Femie blushed as the sudden moan interrupted her chortling.

"O-oohh..." Whether Shiera was trying to repeat Femie's words or simply moaning was unclear, although it didn't take too long at all for the raven haired girl to give a more audible response. "H-haa... F-Feemm-Feehhmm...! S-soo goood...!"

As her arousal kept rising up, Shiera's mind was clouded with the pleasure so much she didn't really care about everything else. She moaned and humped Femie's crotch some more, until she was brought to the edge once again by the monocle girl. Her lithe form stiffened while her toes curled in and out, her head rolled back before she gave a rather strong buck.

"F-Fem-Feemm..! Amf... h-hiiiiyyy...!!!" the raven haired girl cried in ecstasy as her juices splashed into Femie's sex again. "Nyaaahaaaa..."

She bucked herself a couple more times before slumping on the mat again, totally exhausted from the intense fucking and all the orgasms.

"G-guh... n-no more..."

"Oooooh!"

Femie's eyes widened as it wasn't too much longer before Shiera finally came for the third time. It susprised Femie and as the girl came and began to verbally tap out, Femie bit her lip. "Un moment, ma chere!" She said and leaned forward. She gripped Shiera's breasts and began bucking hard and rasping as she hurried to make herself cum as well.

"Ooooh! Ooooh! Ooooooooohhhhhhh!"

She threw her head back and came hotly against Shiera before she inched off the girl and let her legs drop to the canvas. She then slowly, and carefully stood up on her wobbly legs. "Ooouuuaahh...." She sighed contentedly and looked down at the schoolgirl. "So, are you sure this time?" She asked, grinning widely.

"Ummmhh...!" Shiera had to endure a bit more of stimulation as Femie kept humping her after she came, probably to finish herself as well. "Nnnnn!" she moaned and arched herself as the monocle girl finally came too, her body felt a little shiver from hearing Femie's moaning.

The raven haired schoolgirl panted as she lied sprawled on the mat afterwards, and she blushed as Femie confirmed her submission with that wide grin of hers. She was asking for a bit of break from the sexual assault earlier, but it became clear to her now that she couldn't really fight anymore. It actually surprised Shiera just how drained she was from Femie's sensual tactics.

"I..." she paused, as if she needed to confirm with herself first. "I-m sure..." Shiera pouted as she admitted defeat. "I giveee!"

Femie beamed as the bell clanged and her arm was raised in the air. Compared to her first rather miserable loss, this one was much more satisfying and she felt like she had outclassed the schoolgirl quite well in the ring. And without one hint of animosity to boot, too!

She blew a few kisses to the cheering crowd and then looked down at Shiera. She knelt down carefully and then leaned over, kissing the girl's lips gently. "Well done, ma chere, well done indeed. I hope you had as good a time as I did." She said and stood up once more.

"Now, I might carry you off, but where is the fun in that? To see you peel yourself from the canvas, it would be a wonderful sight indeed, non? Ohoho! Au revoir, a chere!" She blew a kiss at Shiera and then carefully slipped between the ropes, leaving her panites in the ring with Shiera.

"Eh... well... thanks... I guess..." Shiera gave Femie an exhausted smile, not feeling sure on how to take the result for a bit.

It's been a quite fun match and Femie was a nice girl compared to most wrestlers she had seen on TV. The raven haired schoolgirl did felt a bit disappointed that her debut ended in a defeat, although that also told her that this wrestling business wasn't as easy as she expected. Well, Sierra wasn't the type of girl who would give up just because of one loss.

She sat up and raised herself to her feet, glancing at the pantie of Femie for a bit, then to her almost completely naked form. All the intensity almost made her forgot that she's wearing almost nothing, in front of a crowd! She shook her head, gathered her clothes and made her way to the exit as well with her cheeks slightly blushing.


Winner: Femie Weydman