Let the dance begin! Sharifa and Nathifa Vs. Koji (complete)

Nathifa was able to keep a quite leisure conversation with his erotic wrestling opponent, appearing pleased but not in troubles under his "hentai aggression". Her soft moans and the cute pinkish blush of her cheeks revealed that she was enjoying Koji's girth inside of her, but other than that, the busty dancer was in full control of herself.

As for Koji, being in the middle of the ring trying to sexually ravish his beautiful opponent could not feel more awkward and embarrassing. He was a brawler not a hentai wrestler, which made him the more flustered Nathifa got rid of her top and started to take the matter into her own hands, or better said breasts, pulling him face first into the mesmerizing comforts of her sexy bosom.

"Wah? ummghff... 0///0 ". Embarrassed or not, Koji's lust would inevitably increase at making love with such hot girl, his mind getting pleasantly foggy in the enveloping embrace of her perfumed breasts.

"Mnnnnf~<3". His hands roamed along thee curvy shape of Nathifa's body with crescent eagerness... and even tenderness, as expected from a young loverboy doing his best to worship her amazing body and make her happy.

Letting himself be carried off by such romantic feelings showed a different, cute side of Koji's personality that was rarely on display due to his tough-brawler gimmicks... But there was a big downfall to it, as the young boy was totally lowering his defenses, forgetting that he was in the middle of a match.

Nathifa was more than enjoying making the proud brawler attempt to overwhelm her with his own lust, feeling him pump his boyhood into her with encouragement as he grew to love the pleasure more and more. It was difficult at this point though to even tell who’s move it really is, as Koji’s compliance was a result of the dancer’s erotic trickery.

“That feels good Koji.” Nathifa would mean softly, feeling his hands go across her body in worship. “But I think we need to change this up a bit.” Keeping him the way he was, Nathifa would attempt to then flip the two, trying to keep her on top of him while still keeping the erotic embrace connected. “I think I’m much better as a top to be honest.” And now She’d begin to move her hips more, meeting the boy’s and allowing his girth to feel even more of her pussy as the ride slowly sped up.

For a couple of minutes, Koji was lulled into the false belief of having gained the upper stance, as he got into a rhythm of his (or was it her?) humping, his hands (guided by hers??) roaming along Nathifa's body.

But he could not be more wrong, and Nathifa was ready to carve it into his embarrassed consciousness as she fuidly, effortlessly rolled ontop, causing Koji to moan in the process as she assumed firmer control of their love riding.
"Aah~ahhnnnghh... <3 0///0", he would moan tilting his head back, overwhelmed by increasing pleasure.

“There you go Koji, let it all out.” Nathifa would say, hearing his moaning as she continued her sexual ride without remorse. “Admit to the whole arena the amount of pleasure that you’re feeling. There’s nothing wrong with laying back and accepting your domination in total bliss.”

The Dancer would continue her riding expertly, showing just the level of skill with her hips as she raised and shook them to let his boyhood feel pleasure on every inch. And when she’d feel his sexual surrender begin to come, she’d increase her speed more until his release, ending in one last heavy slap of their hips before enjoying the sensation of his climax.

There was no way for Koji to resist, with Nathifa ontop of him, commanding the pace and intensity of their love ride while treating him to the flawless, volutpuous beauty of her sweaty body. Bouncing and gyrating over his girth until his lust went overdrive and he surrendered in bliss.

His manly muscles stirred underneath the beautiful dancer, his eyes and his mind going blank as he sighed and moaned into extacy, shooting plenty of hot steamy jizz into her pussy as she clenched around his throbbing girth to milk him to the latest drop.

"Fuuahhhhh.... u-unnghhh.... @///@". Nathifa's last erotically taunting slap to her own hips reverberated into an erotic undulation around his already defeated boyhood, coaxing his last drops of cum and stamina out of him as he laid back in erotic exhaustion, all sweaty and barely conscious at her mercy.

“Whew, that was a good one.” Nathifa would sigh as she relaxed herself, placing her hands on Koji’s chest to look down at the boy with a seductive smile. “So what about now Koji? Do you still think you can take me or would you like to submit now?” As the Dancer would ask, her arms would press her bosom together, her sweat giving a nice shine to her flawless skin to distract the boy.

As the contenders should know, the match will only end if both dancers were to accept a submission. So whether or not the boy would actually give up to Nathifa after such an erotic display was irrelevant if Sharifa were to say no to his surrender.

Koji groaned with long, fatigued breathings, the young male clearly weakened and mesmerized from the recent orgasm while on her side, Nathifa looked satisfied but overall very relaxed and in control, her hands graciously placed on his heaving chest.

Physically exhausted, spexually spent and overall dominated by the sexy duo throughout the whole match, there was no way he could win no matter how his pride refused to admit it.
And another thing he had to admit was that Nathifa looked damnedly beautiful, still straddling his hips looming over him with her her seductive smile and her sweaty flawless body.

"Unghffh...o-ok I submit... before you.. uff uff.. kill me with overdrive lust... not that it would be a bad way to go.... nnghh.. 0///0"

“Well that’s good to hear, I’d be more than willing to accept it.” Nathifa would say, smiling down to the boy before turning her head. “However, I wonder what Sharifa would have to say about your submission.”

“You’re not done yet.” The white haired dancer would say, walking over to the downed boy while still underneath her partner. “I will not accept the submission, not until you are knocked out once more.”

Sharifa would then stand over Koji’s face, looking back down to him over her shoulder as she continued. “Our technique is still in the works, so now we will test the Pure Absorption form. I’m sure you’ll enjoy it as you’re KOed into oblivion.” And with her message sent, Sharifa would preform a hip drop on his face, once again smothering him with her rear. His submission was partiall accepted, however his struggle would not be over until his inevitable KO.

With her matter-of-facts explainations done, Sharifa turned around and dutifully plopped her curvaceous hips right onto Koji's flushed face, completely engulfing it underneath her smothering ass as she decided to give him another ride of their "Pure Absorption" wrestling technique.

"U-Ummpffhh... @_@".
Koji had wanted to rebel to Sharifa's intention of knocking him out again in spite of his submission but, honestly, it was not like he had much say in the matter.
With her plump ass comforming around his smothered face, her buttcheeks seemingly clenching around to make an airtight erotic seal, Koji started to squirm and paw at Sharifa's smooth thighs. But with his body and mind weakened by repeated air depriving and sexually draining defeats, his firm manly muscles were mostly for show now, making his handsome body into nothing more than Sharifa's pleasurable playground as he squirmed underneath her hips.

“So this is really all a boy in this league is capable of? Unbelievable.” Sharifa would shake her head, simply dismissing Koji’s squirming as she smothered him with her moving hips. “Nathifa, it’s time to finish this. We’re done wasting our time with this lack of an opponent.”

“Well sure we can finish, but I certainly think he was fun.” The brunette would respond, rubbing her finger across Koji’s abs as she licked her lips. “Too bad it isn’t a POW match, I would’ve loved to give him a private dance. But sadly, my silver haired friend wishes to cut our fun short. But you needn’t worry Koji.” The Dancer would promise, once again moving her hips, her womanhood still gripping onto his cock as she began another heated round with him. “It’ll be a good last round~”