Letting the Good Times Roll...

A tingle of pleasure shot down the Riverboat Queen's spine, and the low groan that she uttered bounced around the dressing room before it could be heard outside. If her brain were not slowly being turned into mush, she would wonder if anyone was listening outside the door. They would have already seen so much from what was going on during the match, but this was something else. Zulime's cries of pleasure were being added into the mix now too. Pure euphoria crashed through her thanks to Li-Mei's mouth, and she was feeling like a true queen. If there were anyone outside, it would not be that ambiguous what was happening within.

Zulime shuddered. Li-Mei was doing work on herself on Zulime's bare foot, and Zulime found that terribly endearing. The Oriental Rose brought herself to climax. The woman had already had bodily pleasure time after time, but the woman proved to be instiable. Zulime would later see if her manager could get this woman's number so that they could have even more fun later. But for right now, she was going to enjoy the feeling of Li-Mei's honey on her foot and the feeling of Li-Mei seizing and moaning and writhing on her body. She had felt such things many times before, but this one felt incredibly intimate. Zulime removed Li-Mei's mouth from her tender breast and looked upon her countenance once more. She recognized the glazed over look, having seen it countless times before. And now she wanted that look for herself.

"Ain't you had a lot of fun tonight, suga?" Zulime leaned down and kissed Li-Mei on the mouth. "But I gotta have my fun too. I am sure you don't mind," Zulime's smile turned slightly wicked as she looked into the Oriental Rose's face. She was holding the side of Li-Mei's face now, using her sense of smell as much as any other to tell her what was going on. Li-Mei had done wonders with her mouth, and now it was time to continue that. The warm feeling that was in her breast would travel south, if the Cajun girl had her way. Which she had a wonderful capacity to enact.

She pushed Li-Mei's head down to her sex, and spread her legs. Zulime was guiding Li-Mei's mouth right to her fun button, wanting to show the woman that there would be no compromise here. When she held her own breast, she wanted to heighten the pleasure. Feeling Li-Mei's saliva still there was just an additional benefit. The Riverboat Queen had built in herself much anticipation, and it was high time for the final climax.

Her body twitched from it all, near insatiable in seeking the deepest pleasures one could find, not taking notice to anyone that may be standing outside Zulime’s own locker room. She didn’t really care for that, the audience already had their massive show. Now it was between her and the Cajun sitting there and taking all the pleasure Li-Mei will give her. She still heard every groan, feel every twitch of her body, giving so many obvious tells and white flags. Then again, Zulime wasn’t trying to hide it. They weren’t in battle, she had no reason to stifle her cries of pleasure or to mask anything. They were honest. Nothing to hide, nothing to be ashamed of. And Zulime was being so generous in letting Li-Mei explore and seek her own pleasures.

Her honey splashed and smeared all over Zulime’s barefoot, brought to a panting mess as if they were still in that ring. The tiny part in her head was at least surprised that she had more in her, but she relished in the feeling of it all, her mind in a massive haze but still working those lips on Zulime’s breast, her own legs trembling and knees near buckling from the quaking orgasm. Her pussy throbbed, shaking her hips side to side, causing her own pussy to rub a bit on the foot. Perhaps Zulime knew this because she had something else in store for the Oriental Rose. “Haahhhh….auuuuhhh….oooooh…unnnggghhh…” Panting lewdly, shuddering as her lips were detached from Zulime’s tender breasts, as their eyes meet. As the saying goes, Zulime wanted what Li-Mei’s having, at least from what Zulime is saying. She was about to say something but a kiss on the lips put a pause to that. While the Oriental Rose has been having fun, the Riverboat Queen wants hers. As to what that entails is questionable, considering the wicked smile she has on her lips.

Apparently she was doing such a good job with her breasts that Zulime wanted the same treatment in a place much lower on her body. It wasn’t Li-Mei guiding her head there, Zulime pushed her head down, right into the open and welcoming pussy that was already wet had have been waiting for her arrival. Well, she doesn’t need to be told twice about it, already using her mouth and tongue to suck upon the clit and massage her sex lips, every single hum brought vibrations onto her sensitive lips, holding at the back of Zulime’s thighs as she went to hungrily lick upon her sex and tease the clit with her own tongue. Of course, that is when the real fun begins, her tongue parting her way inside, finding itself inside the hot walls of her pussy, her tongue seeking for that sweet spot.

Wetness dripped off Zulime's breast as she guided Li-Mei's head down to her sex. In reality, only a scant few ticks went by after Zulime unlatched Li-Mei from her large and supple breast before Li-Mei found her way to the Riverboat Queen's femininity, but it was an eternity for her. She took a deep breath in, ready to feel the raw pleasure that Li-Mei would surely provide for her. She spread her legs a little wider, showing the Oriental Rose just how ready she was. She arched her back, preparing herself in body for what was to come. The Riverboat Queen had a tendency to climax as hard as humanly possible, and no one knew that better than her. It was time to see if the darkhaired beauty in front of her was ready to offer up service fit for a queen.

Zulime would have been very happy to report that she was. Li-Mei went straight for her clitoris, causing Zulime to yelp with pleasure. Her pendulous breasts shook as Zulime was instantly turned into a quivering mess. Had she the capacity to say intelligible words, she would have told Li-Mei to keep going, to keep working her special spot until she was putty. But because she had already devolved into a being who was going to give in to any impulse that flitted across her consciousness, the only thing that she could do was let out a low, guttural moan of pleasure. If there were bedsheets that she could latch onto, she would have had great big fistfuls in her hands right now.

But she didn't. The only thing that she had was Li-Mei, who worked Zulime's whole sex. A wicked smile spread across Li-Mei's face as she realized how good the woman was. The moan that she issued this time was more of a breathy sigh. Zulime desperately wanted to encourage Li-Mei to explore, but she was far from being able to make a coherent sentence. Raw, powerful pleasure emanated from her sex, and Zulime prayed to the loa above that her lip would not be busted from how hard that she was biting it. Both women had enjoyed so much of each other's bodies this evening, and this felt like the grand finale.

Wave after wave of raw sensuality crashed into her. Zulime rode out every last bit of it like she was back on the riverboat during a great and terrible storm on the Mississippi River. During Zulime's wild dances, she lost control of herself, giving herself over to the rhythm. She had lost herself too now, in a different yet altogether more enjoyable way. The groans and breathy sighs that rumbled from her body were taking a life of their own. The euphoria was building up and building up, and Zulime knew that the dam was going to break, and it was going to break pretty soon...

Zulime’s pussy was already wet and ripe for the taking, which meant that all of the work that Li-Mei’s mouth did on Zulime’s body was all for this moment. All the teasing, the work on her foot and breast, it was all leading up to this. It wasn’t a long time since those lips were detached from those breasts but it sure felt long. Agonizing seconds that would, fortunately, lead to something much sweeter.  The Riverboat Queen didn’t have to wait long, even as she took a deep breath in, waiting to feel such raw pleasure, Li-Mei soon went in, embracing the taste of Zulime, something which she didn’t get to do in their match, but would at least get the chance to.

And she went to work, perhaps showing the kind of calibre that Zulime could have experience had things gone the other way. If the Riverboat Queen was subjected to this quality and kind of pleasure. Would she have been able to handle it all? It was hard to say, considering the Oriental Rose has not experienced Zulime like this but this was perhaps the best chance she would ever get so far.

She took it all in. Not just the taste of Zulime, but hearing that yelp, those groans, the guttural moan, all of it. It was like a song and the Chinese woman was simply playing the instrument that would get to that kind of note. There wasn’t many words that came out of the Riverboat Queen, not that Li-Mei needed to hear them. With the ever-growing wetness that was flowing from Zulime’s womanhood, the noises that came out of her mouth, it was all but a good indication that she was doing greater works on her sex. Her hands held up the thick thighs of Zulime, giving her something to relax while letting every wave crash onto the pier, letting it come knocking until something would inevitably have to give.

The Riverboat Queen was close. She had to be even. There was no doubt about it. How close would be revealed soon but she waited eagerly for it, the moment when that dam would burst and Li-Mei couldn’t hold it in any longer. The only thing that Zulime needed is that one thing to really push her over the edge. And the Oriental Rose had just the thing.

Her mouth hasn’t fully entered the pussy, merely just working on the walls of her womanhood and the clit that hid underneath the hood. So Li-Mei’s tongue would fire deep inside, like a harpoon shooting in and passing through the tight sex that was receiving a massive onslaught of pleasure. Her tongue would lap around inside, the tip of it poking around, finding that one point inside, that very sensitive spot that she would immediately attack on as soon as she found it, not holding back one bit in bringing Zulime to the ultimate bliss, the highest of peaks, and the point where she would reach past that and be rewarded of her efforts.

Zulime's leg shook mightily as her orgasm brought itself closer and closer to the surface. Her happy endings always came up from deep inside her, permeating her whole body with nothing but pleasure at it did so. Zulime was usually charming and clever and witty, but in the heat of the moment she was little more than a writhing mass of moaning sexual euphoria. Her stomach seized sharply, causing her large chest to shake violently. She was not sure if she wanted to try and stave off the ultimate pleasure to let this smaller excitement build up, but before that thought could harden into something real, the joy pervading her mind killed it. Another moan escaped her lips as she leaned forward. The intensity she was feeling caused her back to arch and bend forward in turns.

Li-Mei was really doing wonders with her tongue. The Oriental Rose was going in and out of her folds, going deep into her sex in one second and then coming back to her clitoris the next. Zulime was an experienced woman, and she was starting to recognize that the woman kneeling in front of her was quite experienced as well. She held the back of Li-Mei's head tightly now, trying to get everything that she possibly could out of this woman. Her brown eyes rolled around in her head, and her mouth hung open now. Her leg was shaking violently at this point, and she let it all come out.

Zulime orgasmed as hard as she had ever cum. The Riverboat Queen was a shaking and quivering and spasming mess. It seemed as if every muscle in her body was flexing and then releasing in waves as the Cajun girl came hard. If it was not obvious from how she was moving, it became abundantly clear given the fact that Zulime let out a loud scream as if she were being overwhelmed. And in all honesty, she was. The Riverboat Queen was nothing but a conduit for the loa of love, feeling the moment in its entirety. The yell turned softer and softer as the initial waves of the orgasm receded. She loved the fact that Li-Mei kept going, but soon she could take no more.

Zulime couldn't speak. Hell, she could barely even think. She was leaning back against the chair, covered in her own sweat. Her breasts were feeling tender, and she was incredibly tired from the power of the orgasm. She just sat back in her chair, breathing. Deep breaths made her chest rise and fall in turn, and Zulime's arms fell on both sides. She didn't know how long she was spending just sitting there, recovering from the powerful climax. Her head lolled back, and her eyes were closed.

When she thought that she had the energy, she sat up in her seat. Li-Mei had performed admirably, but it was high time to bring an end to the evening. After such an orgasm, it was not terribly likely that the evening was going to get much better. She touched Li-Mei with her foot, gliding up her body. Then suddenly, one of her feet clamped on the front side of Li-Mei's throat, as the other one stretched to the back of her neck. She was attempting to choke Li-Mei out, before she got rid of her for the evening.

Li-Mei knew it was close. The building wetness of her pussy, her legs quivering with anticipation, her body was giving so many tells and all the Chinese woman needed to do was to keep at it, going harder and harder all the meanwhile. Zulime didn’t have any words, only to moan and moan some more, the back of Li-Mei’s head cupped by her hands as if goading her to do more. Show off what that tongue could do. It was coming, there was no reason for the Riverboat Queen to stave it off much longer. The Oriental Rose struck at her most sensitive spot, attacking it for maximum pleasure as Zulime pulled her head in harder. All Li-Mei could do is to ready herself for the dam to break. There was no way she was going to miss that point. That and she didn’t want to choke on her juices. She wanted it. Wanted it all.

And she got it, Zulime orgasming as hard as she ever could in her life, her body reduced to a quivering mess, spasming and quaking as her juices exploded out from her pussy. Even then, Li-Mei didn’t relent, still going as hard, all in an effort to prolong that orgasm further and further. Though that was difficult to maintain the kind of pace, taking her time to receive the fruits of her labour, swallowing in Zulime’s juices so that not so much went to waste as the Cajun screamed to the top of her lungs, tensing hard, letting herself be taken by the waves of pleasure. Of course, the screams soon died down after a while, her mind probably near breaking just like the Chinese woman at the end of their match.

The Oriental Rose slowed down her efforts, the pace grinding to a near pause as she just went and licked at Zulime’s pussy, getting every bit of her juices that were around her thighs. The Riverboat Queen meanwhile would simply just relax, letting herself recover after that kind of orgasm. Li-Mei’s pussy simply teased her clit, as if simply goading Zulime if she got more in her, letting the pangs of pleasure hit her. After a while, Zulime would sit up, regaining her more queen-like posture, Li-Mei looking up as to what would be next for her. That is when the Chinese woman’s own body shuddered, feeling the Riverboat Queen’s foot stroke and glide up her body. Perhaps she wanted her to lick them again? Li-Mei did wonder, but those feet would come up for a more different purpose, as they suddenly clamped tightly around her neck! The Oriental Rose grasped at the ankles of the Cajun, looking up, wondering if she did something wrong to cause this kind of thing. Confused and panic setting in her mind somewhat as it is getting harder to breathe by every passing second.

The orgasm had devastated her in body and spirit. Her legs were crying out for release, right where Li-Mei had licked her thighs to clear it of the juices, but she would not listen to them. They were straining just to be active. The Riverboat Queen had powerful thighs, and even when fatigued, could summon a lot of energy from them. This was a fact that perhaps Li-Mei had already learned, but would be reiterated for both of their benefits. Zulime's foot was slick for obvious reasons, but she knew that it would not fail her now. It never had. Zulime pressed the choke a little bit harder now, trying to guarantee that the Oriental Rose would be rendered unconscious.

"Ain't I just grateful for everythin' you did tonight," Zulime began, "but I reckon it is time for you to hit the hay. You did yourself a lotta favors, darlin'. But I am done with you." Zulime leaned back in her chair now, with her breasts held high. She was not really one to monologue, and kept her speech short and sweet. Zulime kept looking on, ready to see the light in her eyes fade. She swept her dark hair aside so that she could see the curtains close for the last time this evening. The Cajun girl was sure that it was not going to be long.

That orgasm looked to have completely ravaged Zulime in body and spirit, considering that she slumped hard after that orgasm, the sensations hitting her hard to the point of near destruction. The Oriental Rose wondered if it was all the build-up that they did or it was simply just the fact that an orgasm hits her differently to any other woman. Of course, AFW has no shortage of nymphomaniacs, making the Riverboat Queen quite the unique woman within the hentai ranks. How she managed to survive so far with wins on her belt is anyone’s guess, but Li-Mei wasn’t going to deny that she was at least good enough to combat that kind of weakness and simply worked to bring her opponents into sexual oblivion first before they got to the Cajun. How long she could even manage to keep that up is a question for another time. Besides. There are more “pressing” issues to deal with.

One being with the fact as Zulime’s sole pressed hard on Li-Mei’s throat and with the pressure that has been applied here, the Riverboat Queen actually wanted the Chinese woman to lose unconsciousness. Li-Mei simply looked up, confusement and near horror can be seen in her eyes, things taking a swiftly different turn indeed. Even despite just coming from an orgasm, Zulime could conjure up that kind of power was impressive. And despite the fact that Zulime’s own foot was slick from all that had transpired, it would have been quite the difficult task to maintain it all, and yet the New Orleans native kept it up.

Li-Mei would grab at the ankles but with everything that has been done, she wasn’t in a state to simply fight back against the Riverboat Queen as she sits upon her throne, reverting back to a more royal manner, sitting up straight and simply looking down at her. Zulime has shown gratitude for what she managed to do, doing a lot of favours. And now, she was simply going to discard her, done with Li-Mei just like that. Not much of a smile either, the last words from Zulime hit the Oriental Rose. Fatigue is one hell of a thing and she had no power to resist. Everything flashed in her mind, seeing lots of things but most of all, seeing that foot, like a vision playing out for her, the smooth sole that had been right at her face from when they were in the squared circle, the one that had brought all those orgasms. It remained in her mind, right until she has fallen into unconsciousness.

Her body slumped, eyes glassy and fluttering for a few moments until she would soon be rendered out of consciousness, hands dropping to her sides. If she wasn’t kept held up by Zulime’s feet then she would have fallen right on her back, completely splayed…with a noticeable wet patch underneath where her pussy hovered over the ground. One last orgasm before she would go to sleep.

Zulime wasn't entirely sure what she would have done had the situations been reversed, had she been the one on her knees in front of someone who was hell bent on drawing orgasm after orgasm from her until she couldn't talk or think or speak straight on top of having just serving another woman orally. The Cajun girl would like to think that she may not be in the situation in the first place, but she knew the vicissitudes of AFW would hardly allow for that. She was proud of her abilities, both the ones on hentai nights and the ones on more combative evenings, but she knew that eventually she would roll snake eyes. That day had not come yet, and she could not say with any sort of confidence how she would react. Which was a reason that she found it so delightfully ironic that Li-Mei was grabbing Zulime's foot, the same foot that had served to pleasure the woman so immensely over the course of the evening, in an attempt to stave off her inevitable unconsciousness.

The Riverboat Queen's legs were starting to cramp, and she hoped that it would not be long. The light in Li-Mei's eyes were fading fast, and the woman seemed to accept her fate. She wondered what offering brought her this great victory, moral and physical and everything in between, what dance she did before a fire spurred on my pyrolatrous piousness that she may honor the loa far above her and all around her. The twinge in her leg reminded her that she perhaps ought not to give all of the credit to the spirits around her, that her own strength and cunning had aided her for great parts of the evening. The orgasm had robbed her of much of her strength, but she still had some wells of power that she could rely upon.

Zulime smiled right before that moment. She was not sure if Li-Mei noticed, nor did she really care. The smile that spread across her face was a malicious one, the kind that she often flashed right before she knew she was going to rid a mark of all of his money back on the riverboat, be it on stage or in the ring or at a blackjack table. The second that she was confident that the light had gone out, she released the hold, and stood up. Her brown eyes were cast down at the woman, as she inwardly wondered if she had enough time. She reckoned she did, so she went to her vanity mirror and grabbed at a pair of lipstick.

Bright red. Perhaps it was a bit gauche, but she supposed that after all of the night's events, any chance at subtlety right now had thrown itself out the window. The Cajun girl could put on makeup blindfolded while on a rocking riverboat in five seconds, so applying it quickly and expertly was no challenge for her now. She quickly brightened her lips before she went back to the Oriental Rose. Her legs were still jelly, but she managed to find them in short order as she scooped the woman up in her arms, mirroring the Pietà in her own unholy way. Well, perhaps not unholy. Just sacred in her own special way. She opened the door and placed Li-Mei right outside. Before she closed the door, she bent down, her large breasts falling all over the Oriental Rose, and planted a kiss on the woman's cheek. The red of her lipstick was there for the world to see, more of a mark of her style than the fact that Li-Mei was naked. There had to be some class, she supposed.

She then closed the door and sank back in her chair. The lights were still so strong, even after she closed her eyes.