Rematch! Okami Vs Resa (and Pinky???)

After Pinky had formally officialized Okami's knockout (which was funny, considering that she had actively helped in having him pass out), everything was settled for Resa's penalty time. The timer was ready up there on the jumbo screen, but it was only going to be started when Okami would wake up.

And soon, the silver haired boy started to moan and mumble, his tired limbs moving faintly as a weird pleasant rubbing brought him back to reality, together with Resa's cooing calls.
What his opening blurry eyes saw first was a pair of large, bouncing breasts, before he meekly looked up to finally focus on Resa's self-satisfied smile.
Blushing deeply at the suggestive grinding, the cute boy realized a quite embarrassing thing: that his cock had been revived way before his consciousness was.
"Unnngh.... at this rate... I'm ggoing to die... 0///0", he mumbled helplessly, his rationality just wanting the busty girls to let him go for a long recovering time... but his lust craving for more erotic domination no matter what Okami's consciousness said.

“Fufufu, oh wolfie you’re rather over dramatic aren’t you?” Resa asked as she grinded her crotch against his boyhood. “But then again, you might actually feel so good that you’ll think you went to heaven. Now as you can probably tell yourself, the chances of you so much as getting up for another round is slim to none. So I’m going to be trying to get a submission out of you.”

Grabbing his shoulders, Resa pulled the wolfboy up to sitting position before sliding his boyhood into her tight pussy, moaning lightly at feeling the boy enter her. “But of course before that can happen, you have to make it through the penalty time. So try and keep up wolfie.” At her words, Resa would begin to passionately ride the wolfboy, seeing just how much more he can take.

Resa's teasing words were not far from truth: the weakened wolfboy felt like he could ascend to heaven as the busty seductress slipped his erection into her amorous "pussy-lock" and started winding her hips, grinding and riding him to her hearth's content.

"F-Fuaaannnhh feels....t-too good... ouuhhh... 0///0", Okami moaned almost like admitting it to himself, tilting his head backwards as his hips instinctively started to move along with Resa's riding.
Without her bikini top, her large breasts were free to bounce and sway around, smacking his face every now and then during the passionate love ride, thus disorienting Okami and putting his mind even more under her spell.

“Mmm... that’s a good boy wolfie.” Resa moaned as she felt Okami go with her thrusting, making the passionate ride all the more hot. “If only you had just let yourself enough this match sooner, you might have stood a chance.” Even though she said it, she and everyone else was more than aware that he was far out of his league against her.

In the process of her riding, Resa would carefully pull the wolfboy’s face to her boobs, resting him against them. She wasn’t pulling him enough to smother him, just so that he could enjoy her scent and warmth as she upped the speed of her hips. “Come on wolfie, try to last as long as you can.”

Thoughts of fighting back were gradually wiped away from Okami's enthralled mind, captivated by Resa's love ride as she was quite literally rocking his world.

In order to prevent any improbable resistance, his face was buried again into the warm enveloping confines of her bouncy breasts. Not so tight that he would be suffocated unconscious, but firmly enough to absorb any latest ounce of defiance and turn it into submissive lust.

Resa's words slipped into his mind like a seductive siren's chant, encouraging the wolfboy to endure as long as possible, with disastrous consequences on his stamina as he let her build him up to a more and more intense climax.

"mmmfffblubb... @///@", the boy would mumble, his head rolled around in Resa's cleavage as he trembled in helpless delight. Soon his boyhood was throbbing and twitching in the heavenly relentless hold of her pussy, letting her know that he couldn't
endure any longer.

As she kept up the love ride, Resa was more than enjoying herself being on top of the wolfboy. Dominating and pleasuring him through erotic wrestling has been some of the best memories she has, no previous able to compete. If she was able to, she’d be keeping the match going for as long as she wanted to. But she was aware that the wolfboy couldn’t keep up, evident as she felt him tremble in her.

“You’re reached your limit, haven’t you wolfie?” She asked, not stoping for a second. There was still time for his penalty, but she knew that there wasn’t a chance he’d be able to last much longer. “It’s okay then, I’ll allow you to cum since you’ve been such a good sport.” She’d then kiss the top of his head, smirking to herself as she would ride his orgasm out. “Just let it all out.”

Lost in the heavenly depths of Resa's bosom, Okami could feel her plush lips presse a soft loving kiss to his forehead, as a mocking confirmation to her following cooing words as she graciously gave him permission to pop into submission to her erotic charms.

"Mnnn... <333... mmrrppffhhhhh... mmffffhhh.... mmnnfhh... @///@". Like if she has just pushed a magic button, Okami let out a series of muffled moans, drowning in bliss as he finally bursted out into a huge heated climax. Lost in her gently smothering embrace, the boy bucked his hips forward a few more times after climaxing, as Resa proceeded to squeeze the last drop out of him, leaving him totally exhausted.

Resa would moan as she felt the wolfboy’s seed shoot into her, the warmth spreading around her body as she hugged his face closer to her chest for a few seconds. “So much, even after how many times you’ve cummed since we started. I really did score lucky in having you as my first opponent, and even more getting this rematch.”

She’d then free Okami from her dominating bosom and laid his head down on the canvas, his boyhood still in her as she looked down to him. “So Okami, do you remember what I had you say the last time we were in this position. You know... in my room~” She cooed as she eventually freed his girth and laid down on him, peppering his neck with kisses. “If you say something along those lines again, I’ll accept that as a submission. Unless... you can somehow continue?”

Recalling past events, even recent ones, was quite difficult to Okami in his currently numb-minded state. Though, there was no way he could forget what Resa had "persuaded" him to say in her room: "You are better than me in any possible way Resa".

With the help of Pinky, she had him into that same kind of helplessness now, if not even worse, having methodically drained both his physical strenght and his willpower. At this point, admitting defeat and hoping in her mercy would have been the wisest choice...

"You are better than me...", the tamed boy started to mumble. But Okami was rather famous for stubborness than for wisdom. He had asked for this rematch in first place and, and ending it with such submissive admission of Resa's superiority was unacceptable to his mind, against all logics. And so...

"...at love riding. But I'm going to defeat you eventually... uff uff.. 0///0", he finished with an absurdly defiant sentence, going as far as to even try and push himself free... with the currently extra-feeble strenght of his arms.

Resa had to admit, she was surprised that Okami still had the defiance to try and push against her. But with his exhaustion from everything he’s been put through so far, there wasn’t a chance he would be able to push her off. But she did shift up, keeping him pinned before looking back to Pinky. “Hey Patty! Wolfie here still needs a little persuasion, wanna have the honors?”

“I was afraid you’d never ask!” Pinky cheered as she quickly removed the last pieces of clothing on her, stripping down to her birthday suit. She’d then move to mount his waist, now allowing Resa to move off and over Okami, holding his hands down while kneeling over him. “I’ve been hoping I’d get the chance to do this with you wolfie! So thank you for being as stubborn as you are!” Putting his defeated boyhood into her own pussy, starting her own love ride on him.

As she bounced energetically on him, Resa would look down to him from over his shoulders, their faces inverted to each other. “Probably should’ve given up when you had the chance wolfie, but points for being such a good sport and giving Pinky a chance to have sex with you.” She’d then lean down and begging to make out with him, shoving her tongue deep into his mouth as Pinky continued to ride him passionately.