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

Bubbles gave Safia the chance to quit, allowed her to give up, and she refused. Admirable, but foolish, because now the Virgin Killer was focused with a new challenge, one that was wholly different from getting her down in the first place: She had to figure out a way to make this woman tap. A harder task than you would’ve thought, given the size difference between them, but Safia was quickly proving herself to be one of the most stubborn, steadfast opponents that the Virgin Killer had ever came across.

”A nonbeliever, hm?” She looked up to Mariah with a quick wink and a smack of the lips, before she brought her gaze down again, bringing her face close to Safia’s, only a couple of inches off. ”Let’s see if I can change that.”

Bubbles slid upwards, taking the time to grind her bare sex against Safia’s body as she went. She ran it across her stomach, over her ribs, and even took a moment to press her pussy to the lovely budding breasts of hers, giving them a nice, teasing hump.

But that all paled in comparison to what came next, her final destination. She straddled Safia’s shoulders, keeping her well pinned down, and lifted her sex above her foe’s face, letting her wetness drip down over her.

”Last chance.” Bubbles began to lower pussy, blog going out all light and getting closer with each second, an all-encompassing maw that threatened to swallow Safia completely.

Safia tried to move when Bubbles got up off her hips, but her legs felt numb and wouldn't respond. That last orgasm seemed to take all the energy out of her lower body. The most she could do as Bubbles slid up her body was whimper as Bubbles teasingly humiliated her.

She could feel her opponent's wet pussy sliding up her body, leaving a noticeable wet trail along her dark brown skin. She let out a gasp when Bubbles purposefully teased her breasts, rubbing her sex along Safia's rock hard pink nipples. It sent a shiver through the dusky beauty.

Then her vision got filled up entirely by Bubbles's dripping sex. She could feel the heat emanating from Bubbles's pussy and the small droplets of wetness that fell upon her lips. Safia was firmly pinned down with no escape.

She knew she had lost the match. There was no way Safia could break free or fight back anymore, her mind was a haze and she had lost all control over her body to Bubbles. But Safia didn't give up. She was proud and defiant even in humiliating defeat. A part of her liked it, the feeling of being dominated like this, even if she wouldn't admit it to herself.

"Crush me..." Safia said, her voice trembling in both fear and excitement. Though she could not willingly move her legs, her body moved on its own, legs spreading open once more to reveal her dripping wet pink pussy as her hands reached down to play with herself.

Yes, this match was ‘over’, but that didn’t mean it was anywhere close to being done in any real sense. Safia’s resolve was impressive, Bubbles had to concede. She knew the situation, had to know that, if the Virgin Killer wished, she could snap her small body in two like it was a stale Graham Cracker. Did that matter to her? Not as far as she could tell. The woman just kept of fighting, at least in spirit.

She was either insanely tough or insanely masochistic. Neither possibility was a problem for Bubbles.

When Safia finally spoke, her words brought a slim smile to her lips, one she shared with her wife as they exchanged glances. There was so much fun to be had with the woman beneath her, like a Christmas gift they couldn’t wait to unwrap.

Time to get down it, then. ”As you wish.”

Bubbles dropped her full weight on Safia’s face, covering her mouth and nose with her pussying, letting her juices seemed into those nostrils. She didn’t scoot all the way up, however, letting her opponent’s eyes remain uncovered, so she could look down, stare into this beautiful, violet orbs, and get a good gauge of just how close she was to fading away.

Safia's eyes widened when Bubbles came down. The full weight came down on her head, threatening to crush her against the ground. Safia's entire world became the area between Bubbles's legs, all she could smell and taste was Bubbles's sex, overpowering her senses and intoxicating her. All she could see was Bubbles's body over her, their eyes meeting for just a moment before Safia's gaze became unfocused.

The Persian beauty was finally overwhelmed. With Bubbles literally dominating her face, Safia could do nothing but take it. She was quite excited though, her own pussy leaking as she played with herself. She had been rubbing her sex the whole time Bubbles had been teasing her, and now with the full domination she was finally ready to cum!

"Mmm mmm!" Safia moaned, eyes rolling as she came again. The humiliation and domination sent her over the edge as her pussy squirted a third time this evening. Her willpower to resist had finally given out.

Safia reached up and tapped against Bubbles's butt. She couldn't verbally state her submission, not with so much pussy all over her face. She hoped Bubbles realized she was giving in before riding her face too much, as Safia was only moments away from passing out again!

There was an art to facesitting. Proper facesitting, anyway. So many people thought it was simple - you get your opponent down, you drop your butt on top of them, and the rest works itself out. As easy as sitting down, right? Could not be more straightforward.

But, as Bubbles learned over the years, there was always a way to do something better. She spread her legs, applying maximum pressure to ensure that Safia’s head couldn’t turn enough to escape, and also gave the facesit maxium coverage. She gave her a good grind, stimulating herself on her foe’s face.

It was dominant, it was sensual, but it was effective, and judging from the way Safia was working herself to another orgasm, it did the trick on many fronts.

It also allowed her to get a good sense for her opponent’s body, feeling as she started to fade into nothingness…

...only for Bubbles to spare her at the last second, right before she could fall off the edge. She slid back, letting her sex rest on Safia’s chin, and looked down at her foe with a simple smile and an even simpler question.

”Who’s your goddess?”

Safia's eyes were just about to roll back into her head when Bubbles finally let up. She had been tapping against Bubbles's butt for a while, but she had totally forgotten the match was verbal submission only. Not that she could verbally submit with Bubbles sitting on her mouth, but that was the point of the move. When Bubbles got up, Safia gasped, sucking in a few deep breaths to get back to the land of the living.

She looked up at her opponent, her purple eyes meeting Bubbles's, before turning downwards. She really did not want to admit she was giving up. The stubborn streak that kept her going through this match flared back up, and she almost said no again. Almost. Perhaps that was what it meant to be truly defeated, that she couldn't muster the willpower to keep on going.

"You're my goddess," Safia said softly. She closed her eyes and tried to bury her face into Bubbles's thigh afterwards to hide from the shame of submission. "I can't take any more, you win," Safia said, "Do with me as you wish!"

Bubbles kept a close eye on Safia as she took in deep gulps of air, cautious all the way. This one was tricky, and underestimating her had cost the Virgin Killer before, was the main reason this had gone on as long as it had. With her skill, she had little doubt that, if the two of them had been closer in size and strength, her smaller foe would’ve likely come out on top. She was too skilled, too determined, too athletic for most opponents to handle...she’d just had the misfortune of being put against the wrong opponent to start. Or the right one, depending on your point of view.

When she was done recovering, Bubbles waited for the submission, and she almost lowered her sex again, seeing a flicker of resistance in Safia’s eyes. That ember died quickly, however, and what came next was such sweet music to her ears. She couldn't resist a little chuckle, and she promptly reached down to scoop Safia up, holding her like a newborn babe as she stood.

”I’ve been doing with you as I wish, sweetie.” She leaned down and gave her a loving peck on the forehead. ”Now it’s her turn.”

In the past few moments, Mariah had discarded most of her attire, tossing it off and into a neat pile on the other side of the bed. Now she laid on the covers in nothing but her black lingerie, clinging tight her skin, along with a pair of matching stocking. She sat there in a Venus pose, stretched out, as Bubbles gently laid Safia before. She looked on with a slim smile, taking in the Dusk Rose’s fine, sweaty nude form, looking as if she had just been presented the finest meal.

She reached out and ran a hand down Safia’s thigh, caressing and squeezing the whole way. ”Hello, there.”

Now that the match was over, Safia thought it would be Bubbles who would be having her way with her. She expected much more smothering and squashing. So when Bubbles scooped her up gave her as a prize to Mariah, she was rather surprised. By this point in the match she had almost forgotten that Bubbles had a partner who was watching them the whole time! She had been just too overwhelmed by Bubbles.

As she was gently laid down in front of Mariah, Safia couldn’t help but feel completely submissive. She had been conquered by her opponent, and now she was being presented as a prize for her captor's pleasure. She looked at the lingerie-lad woman with heavily-lidded eyes, admiring her sexy form, cheeks blushing as she thought of what this sexy beast was going to do to her.

As Mariah ran her hand up Safia's smooth thigh, the dusky beauty gently parted her legs, giving Mariah full access to her dripping wet sex.

"Please use me as you wish," Safia said, lowering her gaze submissively, "I'm yours..."

There was a raw, carnal hunger in Mariah’s eyes as she looked over Safia, scanning her from top to bottom. She’d been watching her wife ragdoll this woman around for the past few minutes, waiting for her chance to have a taste, and now her she was. Laying in front of her. Subservient. Ready.

After a moment of thought, Mariah moved and crawled over Safia’s body, laying on top of her and mashing her into the bed from above. She was smaller than Bubbles, less muscular though she still had quite a bit of body to spare from her years of a wrestler, and it showed. The leg that moved in between the Dusk Rose’s thighs was a strong one, hard and solid, and she began to move it up and down. Sliding her flesh against the pussy. Enjoying the wetness. Not too fast. Not just yet.

Her chest pressed against the smaller woman’s, her breasts dominating the tinier pair, and she reached up to pin Safia’s wrists to the bed, keeping her held tight against the bed. So close that every exhale Mariah took pushed against the dark-skinned beauty’s body. [color:0a7a=#Grey]”Struggle.” She snapped her teeth at Safia’s nose. ”Try to fight.”

While this was happening, Bubbles slid over and took a spot on top of the bed, laying down to watch the show. She wouldn’t interfere, not for a little while. She was tired for one thing, but more than that, she wanted Mariah to have a good turn all to herself. It was always fun to watch her work...

"Oof!" Safia grunted when Mariah moved her entire weight upon her slender frame. It seemed that Mariah had the same kind of kinks as Bubbles, she liked squashing Safia underneath her. Luckily she wasn't quite as heavy, otherwise Safia's body might have given out. As it was Maria's weight pressed into Safia quite comfortably, body to body, breast against breast.

Safia let out a cute gasp when she felt Maria's legs press against her wet pussy. She spread her legs just a bit wider to give Mariah more space, letting out small moans as her wet sex got stimulated. After cumming three times her legs were numb and weak, but her sex still obviously craved more.

"Fight?" Safia said in surprise. Was that how Mariah liked it? Safia had to oblige, as she was Mariah and Bubbles's property now. Her hands grabbed Maria's shoulders and pushed, trying to force the bigger woman off of her. She was quite weak though, barely able to summon any of the strength she had before. Still she pushed and squirmed, really trying to get out from underneath Mariah!