Safia Shahrazar vs. Bubbles Burste - In The Heat of the Night

For Bubbles, it was always a surreal, sensual experience, watching someone go to sleep in her grasp. The way she saw it, they always went through their own four stages.

Denial, where they were trying to figure out what happened, why they couldn’t breath, piecing together everything that was going to happen to them in the next few moments.

Struggling, where they put up a real fight and tried to get out somehow, hoping against hope that they could push free and save themselves from an undesired nap.

Pleading, where they looked up her way and tried to appeal for air, hoping she might show them some mercy.

Finally came acceptance, where they either gave up or their body did it for them.

If Bubbles had to guess, Safia was in the final stage, easing her way. She looked down at the smaller woman, smiling all the way, watching as the energy left her body and those eyes rolled to the back of her head. The struggles stopped, the squirming ceased, and all the Virgin Killer found herself left with was a stunning Sleeping Beauty.

”And she’s out.” Mariah sighed and looked on as her wife peeled Safia’s face away from her sweaty breast and eased her down to lay on her back, taking precious care with unconscious body. As rough as she could be sometimes, Bubbles always took care when handling women she liked, and she could tell she ”What now for the poor thing?”

”What now?” Bubbles swung her leg over Safia’s body and pinned her arms to the floor, facing towards her legs. It was a position meant to assure that the first that Safia saw upon waking up was her own ass, hovering just inches above her face, ready to lower at a moment’s notice. It also assured that Bubbles would have complete, unrestricted access to every inch of her opponent’s body below the neck.

”Now, I pay her back.”

In her sleep, Safia did not notice anything that Bubbles did, her limp body providing almost no resistance as Bubbles laid her out and pinned her down. It was only after she felt a strange heat near her face that she finally stirred, eyes fluttering open to see a whole lot of butt in her face. Startled, she tried to get up, finding her arms pinned firmly as she planted her face right into Bubbles's butt.

"Ow!" Safia moaned as she flopped back down. She had just woken up and was still quite confused. Almost her entire field or vision was obscured by ass, which didn't help reorient the disoriented Persian beauty. "Wha- what's happening?" she said, beginning to struggle once again in Bubbles's grasp.

They didn’t have to wait long for Safia to come back around, thankfully, and when she did, she was understandably confused about the change in scenery. She struggled, but Bubbles rode that down ease.

”Easy, easy.” She dropped her butt down, just enough to give Safia a teasing rub, butt cheeks to face cheeks. ”It’s okay. You’re safe.”

Bubbles reached down and ran a finger over Safia’s crotch, lightly tracing the outline of it through her garment, giving it gentle strokes. ”You gave me an orgasm. A good one, by the way.” She lifted her hips up and slid her own sex over the Persian’s nose, making sure she could get a good whiff of her own handiwork.

”So I’m just going to return the favor. One good turn deserves another.”

"Mmm!" Safia moaned when Bubbles planted her butt on her face. She did not want to get smothered out again, not after just waking back up. Luckily though Bubbles just seemed to want to control her. Safia obliged, stopping her struggles to let Bubbles have her way.

But it wasn't only the fear of being smothered out that made Safia submissive. She could feel Bubbles tracing lines on her barely covered crotch. Safia was already quite wet from making Bubbles cum, as making girls orgasm made her quite aroused as well. Bubbles only added to the heat already in her sex.

"Ahh~" Safia moaned. Bubbles's sex was right up against her face, her womanly musk overpowering Safia’s senses. It only made her wetter, soaking through the crotch material. Seeing it right up close to her face though gave Safia an idea. She stuck out her tongue and began lapping at Bubbles's sex, licking her outer lips and focusing on her clit.

"If you enjoyed that orgasm so much I'll give you another one!" Safia thought. She still believed that if she made Bubbles cum enough times, her strength would be gone and she would be easy to take down!

Bubbles had hoped that Safia would try to get into the action as well, wanting her to be active, even when she was the one on the bottom. So many girls like her tried to be passive, wanted to take everything that was given to them and give so little back. Not that she minded, too much - fucking was fucking was fucking - but there was no denying where her druthers lied.

That wasn’t the case with Safia, though. She was, as before, eager to please, giving Bubbles a pleasant little surprise, licking at sex and getting her back in heat right away.

She gave by dipping her fingers underneath the light garment and stroking Safia’s sex. She didn’t plunge in right away, but circled around it like a shark around its prey, closing in with every turn, nearing and nearing until she struck. In went a finger, a single finger, deep past the folds, beginning a slow pump.

She took by rubbing her slit against Safia’s face. A little smother every now and then, denying her air for a moment...before she lifted up, let Safia breath, allowing her work to continue. Giving her an unspoken compromise - as long as she gave Bubbles pleasure, Bubbles would give her air. Equal trade.

Safia's tongue lapped at Bubbles's sex, focusing on her clit to try and bring her to an orgasm quickly. Bubbles seemed to like it a lot with the way she was grinding her sex against Safia’s mouth and nose. Her scent was overpowering, filling up Safia's entire mind and leaving little room for thought or planning. All she could do was hold on and lick.

Safia felt Bubbles teasing her sopping wet sex, her legs spreading open willingly to let Bubbles get in closer. The teasing built up the heat within Safia to a low boil, almost making her beg for Bubbles to penetrate her. When Bubbles finally did, Safia nearly creamed herself right there.

"Ugu~" Safia made a cute noise when Bubbles began fingering her. She had to stop licking to let out little mewls of pleasure. Bubbles did not like that though. She planted her butt down over Safia's face, smothering her for a moment before Safia started licking again, when she lifted off.

Safia knew that she had to keep on going otherwise Bubbles would smother her out again. She lifted her head up, burying her tongue into Bubbles's sex. She licked her folds, teased her clit, even trying to penetrate Bubbles's sopping wet pussy with her tongue. She hoped that she was bringing Bubbles close to another orgasm at least, so maybe she could finally a way to get free.

A circle here, a stroke there, a gentle trace along Safia’s sex, running around and around, taking care to give this pussy all the time and effort it deserved. She likely could’ve work her dark-skinned opponent into a wild climax with ease, by just pumping her hard for a few dedicated moments, but Bubbles wanted so much more from this little encounter.

So she drew it. She teased and taunted. She would start up a steady rhythm, pumping in and out, looking like she might drive her victim hard to the wanted climax, only to pull back at the last moment and deny her that sweet release. It was all a game, but a game she took pride in being good at, wanting to wear away her opponent’s reserves.

Besides that, she wanted to hold off on Safia’s release until she got her own. Her foes tongue worked with a deft skill, slapping her pussy about, leaving Bubbles gasping and tensing and sighing the whole time.

It wasn’t too long before she felt the surge coming, felt the wave rolling through her body, and it kickstarted her own efforts. Now, there was no pulling back. She just focused on driving into Safia’s sex like a jackhammers, plunging through the folds, sliding her way out, only to dip back in a second later. Her other hand kept busy, too, as she reached down and gripped her opponent’s leg, giving it a rough, possessive squeeze.

As she did, though, she couldn’t ignore the fruit that Safia’s work was bearing. At first, she tried to hold it in, control it, but soon enough she had to open her lips and let all the moans flow out. She was coming now, fast and soon, and there was no hiding that fact. Bubbles just closed her eyes and let the moment take her over. ”Yes, Safia…yes.” She hissed the words more than she said them, letting them sizzle off her tongue.

With the way Bubbles teased her, Safia wanted to beg her to just finish her off and let her cum. Bubbles would work her pussy vigorously, making the dusky beauty moan and squeal as her tight pussy got violated, but right before cumming she would stop, leaving Safia a hot mess just begging for the release. She didn’t just do this once either. By the third time, Safia’s mind was a haze, and her sopping wet pussy craved release like nothing else in the world.

Safia was running on autopilot as she worked her opponent's pussy. She kept on licking and sucking on Bubbles's clit as it it was the only thing she could hold on to. In a sense it was, as it gave her something to focus on besides her own unsatisfied arousal. And it seemed like Bubbles was close to cumming too. Safia redoubled her efforts, thinking that giving her an orgasm might mean she gets one too.

Her thoughts were correct as when Bubbles lost control and came, she pounder away at Safia's pussy relentlessly as well, finally breaking the barrier to let Safia cum. "OHHH GAWD!" Safia screamed as Bubbles worked her pussy relentlessly. With all the orgasm denial, this final bout of hard fingering proved more than enough to make Safia go over the edge.

She finally burst like a literal dam, her back arching, toes curling, eyes rolling. Her pussy squirted hard, all the pent up pressure finally shooting out in a humiliatingly huge spray. Safia bucked a few times underneath Bubbles before finally collapsing in an exhausted heap. She was barely awake.

"Merde..." Safia said, "Mon dieu..."

This wasn’t so much fucking between Bubbles and Safia now as it was a race. A contest. Not the sort of thing that would decide the match in any real, meaningful fashion, but just a matter of establishing dominance, of showing who was the top and the bottom in this scenario. Mental aspects.

It was hard to say for sure, but at this point, Bubbles felt like she was the one in the driver’s seat. Moreso now than before, after she’d managed to make Safia squirted like a rising geyster. She a deep, throaty chuckle as the fruit of her labors shot into the sky, with a little bit landing on her breast. A detail that her wife didn’t fail to notice.

”Oh, tasty.” She smacked her lips. ”Let me just…”

Mariah leaned over the bed as Bubbles thrust her chest forward, just far enough for her wife to get a quick lick on her breasts and clean the mess tha Safia’s had managed. She sighed as the white droplets went into her mouth, savoring every moment of the flavor. ”Oh, you taste so good, baby doll. Can’t wait to have a little more.”

”Oh, you might not have to wait long at all.” Bubbles reached back and ran her fingers over Safia’s face, smearing the juices about. ”What do you say, sexy? Ready to give up, go straight to the fun part? My wife’s real eager to meet you.”

While Mariah and Bubbles had their fun tasting the juices Safia sprayed out, the Persian beauty lay on her back, trying to catch her breath. It wasn't the biggest orgasm she had, but it was definitely up there. The constant teasing and denial built up a huge amount of sexual pressure that drained her completely after release. But Safia was not out, far from it. She just needed a moment to cool down her overheated body.

She looked at Bubbles with heavily lidded eyes when Bubbles teased her. "Give up?" Safia said, her voice soft and breathy, "Why would I do that? I'm having too much fun right now!" She smiled, leaning up to give Bubbles a peck on the lips. She gave Mariah a small smile too. "We'll have our fun soon," she said, blowing Mariah a kiss.

Safia would try to rise up to a sitting position, if Bubbles would let her. Once she was sitting, she would unhesitatingly remove her lacey Teddy, stripping fully naked except for the black stockings she wore. She wanted to be fully liberated for the rest of this match, and give Bubbles full access to her body.