Li-Mei Vs Zulime Lafitte - Love, Sex and Magic

Truth be told, Li-Mei can honestly admit that she hasn’t had an orgasm in this calibre before. And the Chinese woman believed that Zulime probably hasn’t seen an orgasm done like this before.

One could probably say that this spoke volumes of the Riverboat Queen’s sexual prowess but it probably is something that is unintended. It was highly doubtful that this was the Cajun’s intended outcome but Li-Mei’s body was on the brink of absolute malfunctioning so something like this wasn’t too surprising to those that are watching. But oh was it a sight to see. Juices rained down to the floor on the first orgasm and it wouldn’t be the first time in this match that an orgasm triggered another orgasm. But at this magnitude, this consecutive times? It was all understandably too much for the Oriental Rose and it showed. All that she really remembered was seeing the smooth sole that was right in front of her, wrinkle-free and the aroma that emitted off from it. The same foot that had brought those orgasms out of her would be the very foot that brought another and it didn’t have to touch the Chinese woman’s sex. With that memory, Li-Mei fell. Both into unconsciousness and literally falling to the mat.

She would remain unmoving. Sort of. Her body was still quaking and shuddering from the effects of that orgasm, the sex nectar kept spilling out like river whilst she was adorning perhaps the best ahego look that the crowd of AFW has ever seen. All from a series of orgasms that have been accumulated throughout this match. The Oriental Rose had no strength left in her to muster, drained and satisfied from…this. Her sex-overloaded mind seemed to desire more from the voodoo ebony goddess and as such, she didn’t fight back. Rather, she just let herself swim and float in total nirvana as she has been broken. Mind and all.

The zebra would look in astonishment while Zulime would come in, finished basking in the glory and taking it all in, now just stepping in to wrap this whole thing up. The Riverboat Queen came up, placing the barefoot onto the sex of Li-Mei, spurting what was left out for the drooling pussy. Zulime could have pressed it even further and Li wouldn’t know about it. She was that far gone. That distant from reality itself. Unmoving, eyes still rolled up, the referee went to slam the wet mat for the count. First one came, and she wasn’t moving. The second one came and everyone joined in. Still wasn’t moving. And while Li-Mei had shown some miracles before, there was one thing that was certain, after all of this: Li-Mei was unable to continue.

THREE!

Zulime knew that it would only be a matter of time. Li-Mei seemed that she was barely hanging on to reality, let alone showing any signs of being able to fight back. So when she put her foot on Li-Mei's sex, all she had to do was wait. Just as she had anticipated, the ref girl slapped the count of three and the bell rang. Zulime felt an intense feeling of pride go through her. She left her foot on the Oriental Rose's sex a little bit longer than she absolutely had to, but then took a step back. The roar of the crowd was exhilarating. The Riverboat Queen looked out at them, and gave a wave. She didn't want to go overboard with it. You could say a lot by saying a little, she always thought, and she wanted to keep the crowd begging for more.

The ref girl seemed a bit perturbed that she had to get into Li-Mei's nectar to do the count, but raised Zulime's arm anyways. The crowd roared once again, and Zulime did a little curtsy. When the ref girl let her arm down, she eyed Li-Mei once more. The beauty had a lot of fun this evening, and Zulime reckoned that it ought to be her turn. She bent down, and picked the woman up. It wasn't long before the ebony girl hefted Li-Mei over her shoulder. From there, she stepped out of the ring and started walking up the ramp.

There was still more in store for the evening. The Riverboat Queen was going to get hers too.