Everyone needs a Soak Now and Again (for Teesta)

Natasha would have chuckled at Peyton's words but before she could do or say anything the american went from laying prone on the floor to leaping right at her, the bluenette letting out a loud "omph!" as the heavy body of Peyton slammed into her. The one arm holding her up buckled underneath the unexpected pressure leaving Natasha flat on her back, pushing up against whatever part of Peyton she could get her hands on to try and work her way out from under the woman. She made some progress using her feet to push against the floor but Peyton grabbed hold of her legs and forced them wide open, locking her into a legsplit that left Natasha trapped beneath the red head.

"Then prove it already!" She retorted with a playful laugh as she knew what the woman was going for and with how turned on she was already Natasha knew she couldn't last long in this position. Not that she was going to just lay there and take it however, the frenchwoman reaching up to grab onto Peyton's firm rear end, massaging it roughly before bringing her hand down hard in a loud smack across it!

Peyton managed to get her weight on top of Natasha and had her beautiful legs parted in a split, tugging on them enough after she got a slap on the ass. "You know, just shut the hell up and take it!" She enjoyed the slap, admittedly, but she wanted to put this French chick in her place and let her know that she wasn't just easy pickings. She used her free hand to plunge a few fingers inside Natasha's wet, sweaty love box, and she pumped in and out repeatedly, trying to make her burst.

"Now I want to hear you yell for me, baby. Yell for me when you cum!" said Peyton in glee, smirking even as Loclear resisted her still. She was very used to bringing a girl off, and when the found the sweet spot, she made sure to drive it home.

Natasha could lift her head up enough to see where Peyton's fingers were going, not that she needed to see to know what the woman had in mind for her but it let her dig her fingers deep into the red head's firm ass just before those fingers plunged inside her. She squeezed even harder then, smacking the back of her head against the floor with her eyes wide open, fighting a losing battle with her body as her pussy was driven wild by Peyton's powerful fingers! Natasha couldn't have kept herself from moaning even if she had wanted to, her back arching as much as it could beneath the weight of the american.

"So quiet or yelling, make up your mind won't you?!" Natasha moaned loudly, humping her hips against those invading fingers even while her own hands squeezed and kneaded the flesh of Peyton's thick ass. One of her hands let go to reach further up, Natasha making a grab for one of the red head's large breasts, wanting to squeeze the woman on two fronts!

Natasha's comment made Peyton pause for a moment, thinking on what she had just said, furrowing her brow. "...Uhm..." she proposed dimly. All it took was one more hand squeezing McKee's already ravaged breasts to shake her out of her stupor. McKee scowled and then said, "Do what you want, just freaking cum for me, damnit!"

Peyton then plunged her whole fist into the Hentai champion, making the choice to make this much rougher on Loclear, maybe to tire her out even more. Plus, she did want to show off what a jackhammer that she could be when it came to sex. The rough and tough style of Peyton McKee with another woman was often appreciated. She would then try to arch herself so that Natasha's hands were away from breasts as best she could as well, trying to force the French chick away from the breasts she seemed so enamored with, knowing the puppies could use a break from her mauling.

Natasha didn't miss the confused look on Peyton's face as she realized what exactly she had said, giggling amidst her moans at that most delicious expression she had on. "And I told you, go ahead and make me!" She repeated, laughing further despite her rough treatment at the hands of the american, knowing that for all her bravado she really was close to cumming and wouldn't last much longer. She tried to shut her eyes, to ride the waves of pleasure assailing her, but her eyes shot wide open and a primal yell escaped her lips when Peyton thrust not just fingers but her entire fist deep inside Natasha's sopping wet cunt!

Her hand slipped from the woman's breast, Natasha's mind now focused entirely on the fist pumping away inside of her. She clutched at Peyton's ass as best she could but it didn't take too long before her body tensed up, every muscle in her body seemingly frozen for several seconds before she burst all at once! "AHHHHHHHH OH FUUUUCK! YES YES YEEEEES!" She screamed out, bucking her hips like mad. Her pussy began to spasm out of control, squirting her juices out over the red head's arm with some of her juices even splashing onto the american's big tits.

Peyton rode Natasha's climax, clutching her legs tight as her body completely spasmed and shook. Natasha's screams of pleasure were music to her ears as the French woman had released herself all over her arm. McKee preened happily before pulling out her fist with a 'plop' and more of the blunette's juices spurted out of her love box. Peyton continued to lay over top of Natasha, smirking with a satisfied expression before leisurely licking her fist. "Mmm! You taste great babe!" McKee then forced a few fingers into Natasha's mouth, allowing her to taste herself as she winked over at her.

McKee was feeling sore, but her joy in making the champion climax like that was overcoming that for the moment. Even if her ass, of all things, was sore from Natasha's overeager groping. "So. You can just go ahead and tap out now. Slap on my thigh there and then you can just say I'm the better woman, no big deal. You're covered in sweat and girly goo... and frankly, I don't want to have to hurt you any more." The American girl then gently grabbed on Loclear's nose and playfully jostled it back and forth, still laying atop her. "Gonna give you... well, let's say five seconds. Decide then or you'll be in for a world of pain, and I don't think you can handle any more." Peyton seemed pretty confident in that, feeling rather confident that Natasha wouldn't push forward with this any further, especially with the war they've already been through. The redhead held up her other hand and started to count down from five with her fingers, awaiting Natasha's reply.

Natasha had trained her body and mind to be able to endure even the greatest of sexual acts for far longer than even the most experienced women outside the league, but even if she hadn't been as close to cumming as she was she doubted she would have lasted long against that brutal fisting! Her body succumbed quickly to this assault and Natasha became a cumming mess, thankful actually that Peyton held onto her legs all the while otherwise she would have been shuddering wildly on the floor. Her juices were like a geyser spraying onto Peyton once the woman's fist was removed, the red head free to move about on top of her as Natasha's hand went to her own tits to squeeze them as she came.

"Why....fuck...thank you." Natasha finally managed to say even as she moaned and panted for oxygen, the red head's weight on top of her not making that any easier. She groaned softly when the woman stuffed her fingers into the frenchwoman's mouth, turning her head away from the woman but not without sucking those juices from them. Natasha laid there while Peyton told her to go ahead and call it quits in what to the american must have seemed like an act of mercy, but Natasha was too adrift in her orgasm afterglow to even consider it.

Peyton grabbing hold of her nose yanked Natasha out of her stupor however, the bluenette shaking her head in an effort to clear it of the post orgasm bliss slowing her mind after that hard climax. "Oh thats generous of you." Natasha said while lifting up her right hand, moving it over Peyton's thigh and holding it there while Peyton began to count down as promised. "5" the frenchwoman heard, moaning in answer to it. "4" came and she bit down on her bottom lip, her hips wiggling as her orgasm was stubbornly hanging on. "3, 2" were next and for a moment Natasha seemed as if she might tap, but it wasn't until "1" was announced that Natasha said "who said I was done?" and reached up to wrap her arms around the back of Peyton's neck, to pull her in for a kiss.

If she caught her Natasha would slip her tongue into Peyton's mouth, thrusting her tits upward to smack them into the underside of Peyton's chest. She would try to push against the floor with her legs but she wasn't sure if she could turn them over just yet, but she had to try.

Peyton began her count and Natasha seemed like she was seriously thinking of submitting, much to the redhead's satisfaction. But when she retorted and pulled McKee in for a kiss, she was a bit surprised. She kissed the blue-haired babe back as she felt her breasts under her own and let out a grunt in surprise. But it seemed like Natasha was trying to throw her off and get a dominant position, Peyton pulled Natasha close, arms wrapping around her back to rest a hand behind her head while her other hand ran up and down the French woman's waist firmly. When Natasha tried to turn Peyton over, McKee attempted to roll with it to stay on top, thinking her strength would keep her in this still.

Meanwhile, Peyton would slide her thigh between their legs to try and start rubbing Loclear's already sensitive sex with her slick, well-toned muscle. McKee moaned into Natasha's mouth, content with passionately kissing her rival for now.

Natasha hadn't given any thought as to how the american woman would react to her refusing to tap out, but fortunately for her Peyton was either too stunned to do anything else but go with it or just wanted more of the bluenette beneath her. Either way it meant the fight would continue and as draining as that last orgasm had been Natasha was not about to give up to a rookie, even if she was as insatiable as Peyton had proven herself to be. That and she wanted as much of the red head as she could get.

She moaned softly into the deep kiss, their tongues swirling about within their joined mouths while Peyton held her close. Since the american wasn't trying to push her away Natasha let one hand of hers slide down the woman's back until it rested comfortably on her firm rear, Natasha giving it one more hard smack before digging her fingers in nice and deep! It was then she made her move to roll them over but Peyton kept their momentum rolling until she was flat on her back once again. But Peyton wasn't satisfied with just staying on top, the woman bringing her sweat soaked thigh up between Natasha's thighs, eliciting a lustful groan from the frenchwoman.

As she was stuck for the moment beneath the weight of the american Natasha had to fight back in other ways. Rolling her shoulders she continuously thrust her tits up against Peyton's, keeping the woman close to her with the arm around her neck while she ground their chests and stomachs together.

The two hot girls continued to move their bodies together, moaning into each other's mouths as they continued to rock and grind, vying for sexual dominance. For Peyton, it was more to just have a good time right now. She loved having sex with beautiful women like Natasha, and just being this close, this intimate in this sauna where they were just so covered in sweat, their smooth bodies just rubbing against each other was amazing to McKee.

Peyton gasped when Natasha grabbed her ass hard, and in retaliation, Peyton's hand slid up Natasha's body until it found the side of one of the blunette's breasts, squeezing it firmly and even digging her nails into it. Then, Peyton soon found herself sliding her legs until her crotch met the French chick's. Then she started to grind her love mound against Natasha's, urgent with meaningful thrusts as she maintained her intimate embrace and tongue-filled makeout with her.