When It Rains

Jessica was pretty elated to be winning over this woman more and more. Many women had visited her bed, but she had rarely encountered one who was this willing. Jessica oozed raw sexuality and power, and it made sense that this woman completely succumbed to Jessica and her own more basic feelings. Jessica's breasts rose up and down with exertion, and Jessica no longer holding anything back anymore.

She wondered if this was Kaede's first time. Jessica doubted this, of course, as Kaede was taking it like a champ. The pinkhaired girl was clearly loving this, judging from how she bucked her hips and grabbed her hair. Jessica herself was getting more and more into it, as she began playing with Kaede's nipples with even greater intensity, to try and get her to orgasm.

Jessica's long legs shifted as she went about her work. She was focusing intently now, using all of her sexual gifts to get Kaede to cum as quickly as possible. This was domination, pure and simple.

Kaede had fucked before, of course, but this was a little different than the guys and gals she used to screw with in the bathrooms. Jessica was well-versed in this sort of thing, and it showed - she played with the pink punkette’s body like it was instrument she’d come to know well, like she was already familiar with every inch.

She pushed and Kaede moaned.

She pushed harder and Kaede moaned louder.

She was already working up more of a sweat than she had for their entire match, and she was certainly feeling it now as her loins sweltered and the raw heat grew even hotter. There was a cliff coming up, and she was about to go running off it at full speed.

This wasn’t like the movies. There was no gentle, beautiful sound that came from Kaede. She hit the climax like a runaway truck, all full of noise and violent moments, bucking on the bed, spasming with every little gush, gripping Jessica’s hair so hard she thought she might pull a clump out. The electric high lasted for a few moments, then she began to sag and weaken, her eyes rolling back into her head. She laid there on the bed, a good deal weaker and a lot wetter than she’d just been a minute or so ago.

Jessica was on her knees now, kneeling upright. Her chest was rising up and down, and she was looking upon what she had done. This woman's climax was visceral, intense, and most of all loud. Jessica still had Kaede's honey on her hand, and wiped off the viscous liquid on her bed. This was the first one of the night, and it was certainly a good one. The accomplishment was a solid one, and made Jessica very proud.

The Violent Violet grabbed Kaede and brought her closer to her. She turned to lie down on the bed, considering the nights of the evening. Jessica could honestly not imagine getting knocked out in the ring and then roughly taken. Losses were a misfortune that had happened to her, but they were few and far between. But never had anything like this happened. And Jessica was grateful for that. Or more appropriately, she was thankful for her immense strength and her aggression.

The Violent Violet pulled Kaede onto her breast. She feel like she didn't need to demand that Kaede suck her nipple. That was implied.

There was a moment, a strange moment after that thunderous climax, where Kaede felt like all her senses skyrocketed. Every scent in the room stuck with her and cloyed at her nose, threatening to make its way up the nostrils. She could hear the soft pit-pat, pit pat of the ran outside as a light drizzle started to slap the window.

She felt great. Awesome, yes. But she also felt like a tool, and she got the distinct impression that Jessica wasn’t about to discard her anyitme soon.

As if to hammer home that point, Jessica flipped them over, letting the punkette get up top. But it wasn’t all for leisure - there was work to be done. Work involving breasts.

Jessica wanted her to do something with her breasts, that much was clear, though she needed some specific direction. Lick? Suck? Bite?

Screw it.

Kaede went to town on the tit before her, running her tonge over the areole, sliding it around the sides, then sucking on the nub like newborn baby. Wherever her lips went, saliva was soon to follow, and she even went so far as to try a little dare - she gave Jessica a hard bite on the breasts, then followed it up with some small innocent nippes.

Through it all, her breath stayed hot and ragid, breathing steamy air over the whole thing, along with a rapturous sigh ”So hot…”

Jessica breathed in and out. Kaede was attending to her breasts in a heavenly fashion, and the Violent Violet loved it. She found this move to be particularly humiliating (and therefore particularly wonderful) because it seemed to be a grand admission that she was ten times the woman the other woman was. Jessica was the bigger woman, figuratively and literally, giving sustenance to the smaller one. And Kaede really knew how to work it, being sucklingly sweet and rough in turns, really turning Jessica on. Jessica's heels dug into the bed and her head rolled as the heat of the moment started getting to her.

Then she pushed Kaede off of her. The physical pleasure was immense. Now she wanted some mental pleasure. Jessica got on her knees, and flexed her biceps. Even in the faint light of the room, anyone could tell that they were huge. All those hours Jessica spent in the gym were well and truly worth it, no one could deny that.

"You are going to worship these muscles. You are going to worship the muscles that helped knock you out, like the good little slut you are."

Kaede had never done this sort of thing before, but she had thought about it. Not the part where she was beaten and captured by a purple-haired Amazon, that was a new addition, but she was decidedly a breast-woman. The thing was, most of the chicks she’d been with weren’t down for the rougher stuff. Preferred the vanilla flavor.

So, this was a chance to experiment. Weird how life worked out.

Jessica was responding well to it, so she was doing something right. She thought this was about to go somewhere - maybe it was her turn to make Jessica moan. Alas, the Violent Violet shoved her off before that could happen, trading in the sensual tribute for something a little more traditional.

Kaede blinked at the command, a little confused at first. ‘Worship’ could mean a lot of things to a lot of different people. For her, she’d never done much of it in the religious sense…

But, whatever. Kaede decided it was better to just make a guess and go along with it.

She slid along the bed and placed her hands on Jessica’s outstretched arm, feeling it over with her finger. She traced the outline of it, squeezed it, prodded, pulled at the taut skin, examined it like she was holding a rare treasure. Jessica wasn’t kidding about her power, and Kaede found herself half-believing muscles like this could deflect bullets.

”How?” She whispered and leaned forward, planting soft kisses along the sides of her muscles. ”How did you get this strong?”

Jessica was not a particularly shy, or humble woman. When she had an opportunity to show off and boast and brag, she always took it. The situation was perfect too, as Kaede was literally a captive audience. The Violent Violet spent a long time in the gym, and she wanted it to be appreciated. Sure, the fans gawking at her was nice, but there was often a barrier between her and them. Jessica had torn this particular barrier down, and she was going to enjoy it for as long as she possibly could.

"Hundreds of hours in the gym. Sparring, lifting weights, getting myself in the best shape possible. So I could beat everyone, the same way I beat you, and fuck everyone, the same way I fucked you." Jessica was looking straight at Kaede as she spoke, and was soaking in all the little butterfly kisses that got her biceps a little bit wet. To her, this was equivalent to sex. For a woman who prided herself in her immense strength, this was a spectacular confirmation of who she was.

The Violent Violet once again pushed Kaede off of her and stepped off of the bed. "Kneel before me." She commanded. Jessica traced her fingers over her abs. They were nice and tight, as always, but they were disappointingly dry. "You are going to worship these now," she gestured to her stomach, "or you are going to get knocked the fuck out again."

Kaede could say this much for Jessica: she was a woman who knew what she wanted.

There was a certain holiness to the kissing and touching and attention that Kaede was giving her muscles, as if it was almost a privilege to be this close to them. Maybe it was. She couldn’t imagine Jessica doing this with just anyone, so she was certainly in small company. And, while Jessica kept her whole stoic demeanor, there were no complaints. She had to be doing something right.

Not that Kaede got any confirmation on that before she was pushed off the bed, rolling off and landing on her back with her legs kicking up in the air. She was quick to spin about and get to her knees, which is just so happened was the position that Jessica wanted her to be in.

She looked forward, and there they were - Jessica’s abs.  Hewn and hardy, like chiseled granite. The kisses came first, pecks all around the edge to warm things up and establish territory. Then came the bites - or, to be more accurate, Kaede ran her teeth down the skin, gnawing on it like it was too hard to truly chomp, which wasn’t all that far from the truth.

Finally came the licks. She started high,then worked her way around each section, leaving a trail of saliva in her wake. No valley was left ignored, no area was left uncleaned, and all the while, Kaede got lower and lower. She was testing boundaries, trying to see how much latitude she’d be given to please Jessica, what she could get away with before the wrath came her way. Her eyes darted up every other moment, looking at the face of her captor for any signs...

There was a damn good reason Jessica worked out like her life depended on it and carefully (except beer) watched her diet. Function was the main goal, as Kaede and a bunch of other wrestlers could attest to, but form was an important facet too. And christ jesus did Jessica have some serious form. She had a full on six-pack, and was not wont to hide it from the world. But only a select few managed to get this close to her, finagled their way all the way to the bedroom. Kaede would have perhaps wished to be her under different circumstances, but the pink-haired girl was not the decision maker in this instance.

Jessica rolled her head back as her tights abs got wetter and wetter. She flexed a little bit, for Kaede's sake. This is what a real woman looks like. That is how a real woman wrestles, she thought. The Violent Violet wondered if Kaede had ever beheld a woman such as her. Jessica doubted it. There were no women in the world like her. And she noticed how Kaede was going further and further south, and she was ready to enjoy the full brunt of Kaede's tongue.

But it was going to be on her terms. Jessica grabbed Kaede's chin, and back up to the bed. It would be funny to see Kaede scoot, of course, but she wanted to sit down so she could really enjoy it. Her large legs were spread wide, and Jessica pointed down to her sex. "Eat it." Jessica's demand was terse.

Kaede​ ​flinched​ ​when​ ​Jessica​ ​flexed,​ ​jumping​ ​back​ ​before​ ​she​ ​even​ ​realized​ ​what​ ​was
happening,​ ​her​ ​body​ ​reacted​ ​all​ ​on​ ​its​ ​own.​ ​Maybe​ ​she​ ​was​ ​amazed,​ ​maybe​ ​she​ ​was​ ​scared,
maybe​ ​she​ ​was​ ​both​ ​with​ ​a​ ​lot​ ​of​ ​raw​ ​lust​ ​thrown​ ​in​ ​at​ ​the​ ​side.

Whatever​ ​the​ ​case,​ ​she​ ​softened​ ​fast​ ​enough.​ ​It​ ​was​ ​just​ ​like​ ​working​ ​with​ ​a​ ​fierce​ ​animal​ ​-​ ​you
had​ ​to​ ​show​ ​you​ ​weren’t​ ​afraid,​ ​give​ ​it​ ​the​ ​proper​ ​respect.​ ​Not​ ​to​ ​say​ ​that​ ​Jessica​ ​was​ ​a​ ​literal
beast,​ ​but​ ​she​ ​was​ ​at​ ​the​ ​top​ ​of​ ​the​ ​food​ ​chain,​ ​and​ ​as​ ​long​ ​as​ ​Kaede​ ​stayed​ ​in​ ​her​ ​good
graces,​ ​everything​ ​would​ ​fine.​ ​No​ ​pain.​ ​Or,​ ​at​ ​least​ ​not​ ​any​ ​more​ ​than​ ​she​ ​could​ ​take.

When​ ​Jessica​ ​took​ ​her​ ​chin,​ ​she​ ​didn’t​ ​fight​ ​it​ ​anymore​ ​than​ ​a​ ​doll​ ​would​ ​fight​ ​the​ ​whim​ ​of​ ​the
child​ ​playing​ ​with​ ​it.​ ​She​ ​scooted​ ​forward​ ​at​ ​the​ ​Violent​ ​Violet’s​ ​whim,​ ​until​ ​she​ ​was​ ​close​ ​to​ ​the
tender​ ​spot.​ ​Jessica​ ​didn’t​ ​need​ ​to​ ​give​ ​the​ ​order,​ ​but​ ​she​ ​did,​ ​anyway,​ ​and​ ​Kaede​ ​went​ ​to​ ​it
without​ ​a​ ​second​ ​of​ ​hesitation.

She​ ​gave​ ​it​ ​a​ ​tentative​ ​lick​ ​at​ ​first,​ ​dabbing​ ​her​ ​tongue​ ​along​ ​the​ ​sex,​ ​before​ ​she​ ​went​ ​all​ ​in​ ​and
drove​ ​her​ ​face​ ​into​ ​the​ ​darkness.​ ​She​ ​brought​ ​her​ ​lips​ ​to​ ​Jessica’s​ ​sex,​ ​kissing​ ​it​ ​like​ ​another
mouth,​ ​then​ ​dove​ ​her​ ​tongue​ ​inside​ ​and​ ​began​ ​exploring​ ​the​ ​wet,​ ​hot​ ​folds,​ ​running​ ​around​ ​both
sides​ ​over​ ​and​ ​over,​ ​pulling​ ​out​ ​only​ ​to​ ​go​ ​in​ ​even​ ​harder

It​ ​was​ ​raw,​ ​it​ ​was​ ​carnal,​ ​and​ ​the​ ​more​ ​Kaede​ ​did​ ​it,​ ​the​ ​more​ ​she​ ​wanted​ ​to,​ ​like​ ​a​ ​strange
addiction​ ​taking​ ​hold​ ​of​ ​her.