Calpis Calamity! SIG vs Corset

Sig was about to get up when Corset made her advance, pushing her down to keep her half drowned in the pool. It didn't take too much to pin her smaller form down there. As the woman then shifted herself, Sig felt their sexes kissed each other, the contact made her gasped and twitched, her sex still pretty sensitive from the previous orgasm.

"Nnnh...!"

She knew fully well what Corset was planning to do in this position. Both of them were still recovering from their latest climax, so the playing field should be even in theory. The woman seemed to have more sexual endurance than herself, however, so maybe it was Sig who'd be put in a rather disadvantageous position here. Not that she could escape given that Corset could just use her strength to keep them latched to each other.

"Yeah...? What about... this...!" Sig decided to strike first by giving the woman a bump with her womanhood before grinding their sexes together, aiming to establish her tempo before Corset could do so. "Aaahh...!"

"Hnnnn!"

Corset groaned as Sig pushed back, hissing as she felt the shock in her sensitive pussy. She shook her head and let Sig take the control. Instead of fighting the girl, she went with it and bucked her hips in time. She was sure that even if Sig was taking the lead that she couldn't last though a round of tribbing. "Don't let your pride cash checks your pussy can't cash, girl." Corset teased as she continued to grind with Sig.

"Soon enough, you'll be moaning my name at my command. Or, maybe you'd prefer Mistress?"

"Mmmhhmmm..." Sig moaned and sighed, arching herself slightly as she humped Corset's sex in with some pace. "D-dream on... b-big girl... t-that's... mmwaahhh... n-not going to happeeeeennn...!" she retorted defiantly between her moaning.

Despite dictating the rhythm, however, Sig could feel her arousal build up quickly thanks to the level of sensitivity on her sex after having a couple of orgasms. She wondered if Corset was feeling it as much as her, since it's hard to read through her opponent's relatively composed attitude. The blonde felt her grinding became gradually sloppy from the building arousal, and it's probably only a matter of time before she humped herself on Corset with reckless abandon at this rate.

"Oohhh... oohh... g-gawdd..."

Corset was content to let Sig tire herself out further trying to out pace the big beauty in a trib contest. She was moaning softly, the spark in her loins slowly building to a dull flame of pleasure, but Sig's attempts at taunting had her laughing between moans.

"MMMmmm... eheheh... What's wrong, little girl? Tuckering yourself out from trying to be the big girl in charge?" Corset taunted. She then tried to push up and roll forward, throwing her hand out to slap Sig's tit and force her back into the milky calpas and in a position where Corset could hump her into oblivion.

"Aaahh...! S-shut uupphh...!" Sig moaned as Corset taunted her back. "Ahh!" and yelped as the woman slapped her tit, forcing her fall onto her back.

Everything went downhill from the aspect of the match from that point. Lying on the pool, the blonde was pretty much defenseless and could do little to stop Corset's grinding. She moaned and writhed, unable to re-establish her rhythm and could only give in to her opponent's humping, the pleasure was hitting her already highly aroused sex like there's no tomorrow.

"Aaahhhh...! N-nno...! Ahmmm...!!!"

Corset began to grind deeply against Sig's pussy. She loved watching the feisty girl realize how hopeless the position was and succumbing to the bigger woman. She yanked one of Sig's legs up and used it to help her tribbing.

"Mmmm, how about a drink while I work up a sweat. As she humped Sig, she began running her tongue up Sig's leg to lick some of the calpis off her smooth leg.

Sig could only moan now instead of talking back to Corset. The woman's gradually began to take control over the tribbing, and she couldn't bring herself to try fighting back as it was. The licking on her leg made her shivered slightly, even little things like that was able to turn her on as it was. It seemed the difference between her and Corset was starting to get much clearer now. Physical strength aside, the woman was clearly someone above her league when it came to sexual bout!

"Ooohhh... I-I'm... mmhhh... "

Corset knew she was in control, but she still wasn't yet sure if Sig knew the Monegasque was in control. The girl was already on her way to another blistering orgasm, but that just didn't seem like enough.

As the girl's moaning became intelligible and Corset saw her say she was about to cum, she instantly threw her leg up and over Sig and rolled away. She knew the only thing worse than being forced to orgasm was NOT being brought to an orgasm when they were so close. She hopped up onto onto her knees and looked at Sig.

"You can't cum until I say so, no matter how much you beg, understand?" She eyed the blonde "But begging might help." She purred with a grin.

"Ahhh... h-haa... haaa...??!" Sig gasped as she felt Corset stopping midway instead of driving her into another orgasm. "W-whaa..?" she blurted in response to the woman's statement, her lower half was humping air inadvertently for a bit. "U-uugghh..."

Frustration sometimes could have a bit of paralyzing effect and that's what happened to the lithe blonde for a short while. She wanted the orgasm so bad, but it seemed that Corset didn't feel like willing to give her more. Sig had a distressed look on her face for a bit, but it then turned into defiance.

"Y-you... you don't get to order me...!" she retorted while trying to pick herself up, which seemed like a difficult task to do at the moment.

"I do!" Corset chirped back. She swing her big body up and over Sig's smaller frame as the blonde tried to push up to her hands and feet. Corset hovered over Sig's wet form briefly, before droppign her butt on the girls back to mash her back down into the calpis.

She then reached for one of Sig's arms to try and tuck it against her leg. She would then try and grab Sig's chin and pull her up into a bit of a camel clutch. Though it was normally a painful submission, Corset only put enough pressure to make Sig think twice about sassing her back. Just enough pain to keep the girl squirming while her other hand reached for one of Sig's hanging tits.

"Maybe I'll make you cum without touching you again. How much shame is that mart mouth of yours worth, hmmm?" She taunted.