Motion of the Ocean

Even as she worked Nazaria closer and closer to what would certainly be a thunderous orgasm, Cindy could not help but spare the occasional glance at her sister. Though they usually thought themselves as equals in all things, Cindy would have to admit a small bit of pride in being able to hold her own against the insatiable succubus from the start. Granted, there was far, far more work to be done if she were the one coming out as the victor, but the sly, lascvicious glint in her eye, clearly showing what she thought the pecking order to be.

Her attention quickly went back to her opponent, however, as she felt the sexual maven beginning to explode in her grasp. Her holds loosened up now, merely keeping Nazaria in place and not putting any real effort into restraining her - after all, even though she'd known this woman for a relatively short amount of time, it was safe to say that she was not the sort of person to flee what looked to be a satisfying release.

"Yes..." Cindy pulled away from Nazaria's mouth, letting the scream fill the night air and echo over the surf. They were far enough away from people and the waves were loud enough that it would be lost in the night, and besides that, getting her to this point had taken no small amount of effort. She wanted to fully appreciate the fruits of her labor.

She let Nazaria melt in her embrace, while her hands roamed down and reached under her bikini, sliding over her sex. Cindy brought them back to her mouth and gingerly licked away, savoring the taste - somehow, the salt water seemed to make it more flavorful. "You're delicious." She whispered into Nazaria's ear, before she gave her lobe a long, sensual lick.

Nazaria's orgasm was quite powerful, a testament to Cindy's skills. The blonde could not help but be impressed. She had not been so sure, when she had dispatched with Bridget so easily, that either of the Chinese girls had had much experience in the field of hentai. They seemed to be practically connected at the hip, and if her victory over Bridget was a complete walkover, then it did not seem to bode well for CIndy.

But Nazaria was pleasantly surprised. Cindy managed to keep her restrained, despite some of her best efforts to escape. And when Nazaria came, Cindy held her just tight enough to maintain control and to assert her dominance—a very powerful thing, when one was making another cum—while giving her enough wiggle room to writhe and shake in ecstasy. It was truly a beautiful scene. Nazaria almost wished that there was someone there to capture it with a camera, or to perhaps paint a picture of it. Only rarely did she have such wonderful encounters nowadays.

When she was told that she tasted delicious, Nazaria would moan loudly in reply, her mouth hanging open a little. Of course, just a couple of seconds later, she was able to form words again, though they did come between soft pants that were encouraged by the rubbing of Cindy's hand upon her sex. "Mmmm...so I've been told," the succubus would say. "But now I want to know how you taste, sweetie...and if you're not careful I'll eat your whole body right up."

She would wait a little while longer, remaining in Cindy's embrace. But Nazaria's mind was working on how she would turn the tables on the Chinese beauty.

Even though Cindy intended to win, Nazaria’s moan was almost a good enough prize all by its lonesome. The melody seemed to carry out over the waves and flutter out in the night, a sweet, soothing tone that sent a raw shiver down the eldest Won sibling’s spine. It made her want more. So, so much more.

Cindy enjoyed the taste of Nazaria’s tender ear for a moment longer, before she gave the succubus some slight punishment for her ‘threats’ - a quick, sharp bite. Nothing too hard. Like a lioness snapping away at a wounded gazelle, wearing her down bit by bit, until she was ready to move in for the kill.

”Promises.” She had a dark, husky chuckle. ”Such promises. But even if you are some unearthly thing, Nazaria, you still live in this universe. Everything in this universe has limits.” She opened her mouth, took Nazaria’s ear all the way in, then slowly pulled away and ran her lips all over it. ”I will find yours.” She spoke the words like they were a solemn vow.

Cindy eased up on the hold, but she didn’t pull away from Nazaria’s body quite yet - she felt she had exhausted her options from this side, and she wished to enjoy this gorgeous, fulsome beauty from the front. She slithered around Nazaria and tried to straddle her at the waist, mounting her like the wild stallion she was and getting their pussies to slide against each other. After what Bridget had just gone through, she couldn’t resist the temptation - she had to have a taste herself.

Nazaria quickly took in a shallow breath as she felt Cindy's teeth sinking into her ear. The bite was not nearly hard enough to break the skin, let alone to tear part of Nazaria's ear off, but it was hard enough to send a message. The succubus's face was, for an instant, filled with surprise, her mouth curling into an "O" shape. But, after that one single instant, the expression was gone, replaced by a sly, almost conspiratorial smile. She liked the style of this Chinese beauty.

"Mm...your point is well taken," Nazaria would say. Cindy had taken Nazaria's own words and, through her actions, thrown them back in the succubus's face, throwing down the gauntlet and determining that she would find Nazaria's limit—that mythical limit which the blonde had never before reached. It would be amusing—not to mention arousing—to watch as the Chinese girl tried to discover it.

At this point, Cindy had a better chance to find that limit than almost any other girl Nazaria had ever had an intimate encounter with, because she had managed to restrain Nazaria and make it very difficult for the blonde to break free. However, Cindy was about to make a mistake. At the very least, what Cindy did would suddenly level the playing field which had been tilted in her favor. As she turned Nazaria over, the succubus grinned, and she would moan loudly in excitement as she felt Cindy's bikini-clad crotch pressing against her own. Now, things were about to get interesting.

"Time to see what you have!" Nazaria would say, as she would thrust her hips, sliding her pussy upwards and smacking it against Cindy's crotch, rubbing slowly up and down to try to immediately arouse the Chinese girl.

Cindy had certain expectations from Nazaria. Clearly, one so well-versed in the sexual arts would not go down without a ravenous fight, even at this stage. She had taken more orgasms in a few minutes than most women endured in a week, and it seemed reasonable to assume that fatigue would have to be setting in. Even if they were facing one another, even if Nazaria was on top, the advantage was hers and would remain that way.

These were things she told herself, and the voice in her head was confident. It was also wrong.

Cindy started to let out a surprised shriek from the sudden, vigorous thrust, as Nazaria’s pussy slapped against her own with a wet clap. Started to - if there was one thing she had learned from her training, it was to never show weakness. She could not let her opponent know about the electricity that was running through her loins. The way her toes were curling. The shortness of breath.

”I-Impressive.” She spoke with the slightest of stammers, before she steeled her resolve and brought back her lusting smile. Her hands found their way to Nazaria’s chest and pushed her away, but not because she wanted distance between them - no, she simply wanted to view her work. Each hand found a breast and cupped the lovely flesh, massaging it, molding it, kneading it like dough. And, of course, both nipples were properly attended to, with the occasional twist and twerk and tweak. ”I will play you like the finest instrument.” She proudly boasted in a low whisper, as she attempted to tune the succubus.

Nazaria, once she was turned over, knew that there was no chance that Cindy could stand against her. This girl was much more sexual than her sister was, and probably would last for much longer than Bridget had before she passed out. But, as soon as she gave up her tight, restrictive hold on Nazaria that prevented the blonde succubus from using her arms to change their positions, and actually changed those positions herself so that they were now mirror images of each other, connected pussy to pussy, it was all over.

Nazaria had endured five orgasms in the last fifteen minutes, and Cindy was still almost totally fresh. But that didn't matter. Nazaria was Nazaria. She had been competing with other women sexually for almost half of her life, and in that time her skills had been honed to the point that she could never be broken. Cindy was doomed—doomed to a wonderful, euphoric, orgasmic experience unlike any she had ever experienced before, but doomed nonetheless.

Nazaria smiled as Cindy's body language changed profoundly. Her own body language changed in response, as she straightened herself out, arching her back and tensing the muscles in her legs to grip the sand and take control of the trib position. She allowed Cindy to push her back and grab onto her tits, squeezing the firm orbs and tweaking and twisting her nipples like the knobs of a radio. Nazaria grinned and opened her mouth, making a little squeaking-moaning noise as Cindy held onto her.

"Mmmnh...of course you will—you'll get plenty of beautiful music out of me!" Nazaria would say, as she would reach forward to slide her hands over Cindy's sides and up her body, eventually finding her breasts and cupping them, giving her nipples a quick flick before sliding her hands back down to the Chinese girl's waist, where she grabbed onto her bikini bottom. Nazaria was tired of not having a full-on collision of flesh and flesh.

"But how long do you think it will take me before I break your sexy body in half like a rocker's guitar—just from the sheer draining force of your orgasms?"

Cindy was many things, but never a fool, and thus she was not the least bit surprised when Nazaria’s hands found their way to her sides and started to pull away at her V-bikini. It was expected - after all, she had chosen this particular bikini precisely because it elicited this sort of response from those attracted. She wanted those hands at her side, the bra slipping off her shoulders, the feel of the soft sea air on what little parts of her skin weren't covered.

An extremely sexy, voluptuous woman wanted her clothes. Cindy was getting everything she could've asked for in life. Nazaria's moan was, of course, sweet music to her ears, and she found herself wanting so much more of it. But not at the expense of her own victory - she had seen the succubus’ work on Bridget. She would have to play this more intelligently.

Perhaps she would need to focus on the wrestling part of hentai wrestling?

”An intriguing question.” Cindy’s hold on Nazaria’s luscious breasts softened, becoming purely tender and affectionate for a wondrous moment. ”You will not have a simple time finding out, however.”

She gave Nazaria one final, powerful squeeze, then spread her legs and gave the succubus a shove, forcing her away. Cindy rolled backward and popped to her feet, letting her bikini slide off her slick legs as she rose. Her feet slid back into the sand as she made her momentary retreat, and the glint in her eyes could be seen quite clearly, even in the darkness.

Cindy was obviously frustrated by Nazaria's sudden resurgence. The succubus had been trapped, and in her foolishness, Cindy had let her go. She had assumed that Nazaria could be controlled, could be cowed, could tire in this sort of hot, intimate sexual combat. But Nazaria would not be controlled by this woman. She grabbed onto Cindy's bikini and undid the ties on her hips, and was beginning to slide her hands up to find the Chinese wrestler's top, as well. But, before she could, Cindy would beat a hasty retreat.

The retreat began with Cindy's squeezing becoming less painful and more pleasurable. It was a much more erotic touch, and it drew a long, husky moan out of Nazaria. The blonde enjoyed that affectionate groping. But Cindy only used it as a distraction. The next second, she shoved Nazaria away, putting space between their wet sexes and letting her bikini fall off into the sand. Cindy would climb up onto her feet and scamper backwards into the darkness, far enough away that it was hard to judge how far she was. But her eyes let Nazaria know that she was looking in the right direction. She stared straight into them.

"Mm...such a quick turnaround, from would-be dominator to a runner," Nazaria would observe, as she would take a breath, then get to her feet, as well. She didn't have anything covering her body, now, and the night air felt good on her wet flesh. She would take a couple of steps back and to the side, making sure that she had enough room to maneuver should Cindy come at her in their darkened arena.

As Nazaria and Cindy determined who would be the prey and predator in their sensual scenario, Bridget kept her eyes open, scanning around them to make sure they had the area to themselves. Now that none of them were clothes, their activities were veering dangerously close to being illegal, and while this side of town was used to the AFW’s antic, she had no intention of pushing their collective luck.

Still. As Cindy prepared to engage with the wily succubus once more, she couldn’t help but savor every glance of Nazaria’s supple body. Even in the darkness, her figure was a thing worthy of awe. Not too fat, not too skinny, full and voluptuous, but not to the point where her lovely features reached a ridiculous size. Everything was in perfect proportion, and while there was no denying Cindy’s beauty, Bridget had to wonder if her sister could measure up to the challenge.

Cindy, as usual, had thoughts similar to her younger sister, but there was a firm confidence behind them. This confidence wavered for a moment as a flash of moonlight illuminated Nazaria’s shimmering body, making it shine in all its delicious glory. Cindy couldn’t help but stare, wide-eyed, at the avatar of lust before her. But she quickly regained her senses, and remembered: this was a woman she faced. A woman who came like all women did. She could be beaten. ”Merely considering my strategy.” Cindy’s regal tone returned as she slowly lowered her stance.

Her sister had tried a lock up, and that had gone in Nazaria’s favor. But there were differences in their style and strengths, things that Cindy could do which might take her fulsome foe off guard. She brought her hands up as if going for the traditional collar and elbow, but instead she swung around Nazaria and tried to catch her from behind with a waistlock at the last moment, looking to hold her tightly from behind.

Nazaria's blood was really pumping now, even with her body and Cindy's separated, the ocean breeze that was blowing in from out over the water tingling as it touched her completely naked flesh. It was a game of cat and mouse, but who was cat and who was mouse was still very much an open question, as the two of them circled through the shadowed beach underneath the pier, largely invisible to each other, only the glisten of moisture on their bodies occasionally giving the other a glimpse of their location.

As Cindy replied to Nazaria's taunt, the succubus would take a step closer, closing the distance between the two of them, roping in the circumference of the circle that she had been traveling along as she awaited Cindy's move in the shadows. "The suspense is killing me!" Nazaria would reply with a laugh.

Cindy moved closer, revealing herself fully to Nazaria, as the shadows could not hide her beautiful body when she was so close. Nazaria admired the glistening of her breasts and her tight stomach in the moonlight as she lifted up her arms and shuffled in closer, offering a collar and elbow lockup. Locking up front to front had not gone well for her sister, so she must be confident that she had an ace in the hole. Still, Nazaria couldn't exist. She put her arms up, as well, but before they could lock up, Cindy had swung around behind her and grabbed her from behind.

"Oh!" Nazaria would gasp, excited by the sudden closeness of the two of them. She would waste little time in retaliating. Leaning back, she would rest her head on Cindy's shoulder, and would turn her face towards her opponent's neck. Enthusiastically, she opened her mouth and began to suck and lick at Cindy's flesh. At the same time, she would thrust her rear end backwards, rubbing her butt cheeks right into Cindy's crotch, looking to arouse the purple-haired beauty with that rubbing!