Lilith vs Estelle Arnault [Hardstyle Hentai]

As the two remained locked together in her hugging embrace, it was almost a clear contest of wills. What started as slow and slight affections became a mirror to Estelle's own offense as the Scottish succubus had ramped up her timing and ferocity to match the other woman. After each firm knead from the Swiss Rose's thigh, she would find Lilith's do the same right after with the two trading off.

Kiss for kiss, thrust for thrust, it was a race almost. The issue being though, the succubus had proven already her stamina and longevity were impressively large pools from which to draw from. Lilith hummed softly into each kiss, teasing blowing into the other womans ear and breathing hot exhales over her collar. Estelle's current efforts alone didn't seem to phase her, even as she moaned softly with undeniable arousal at their continued battle.

The shift of power finally came when the Swiss Rose slipped one of her hands down between them. The touch of those delicate fingers trailing down her shimmering body again brought a chill down her spine, drawing in a deep breath in anticipation as they slithered further south. The sudden kiss that found their lips locked together had caught her off guard with her attention drawn elsewhere, getting a small surprised gasp from her before Estelle's tongue invaded her mouth.

Lilith let out a long muffled moan as the other woman's tongue found her own and coiled around it, submissively allowing for the woman to do anything she pleased. Her thigh slowly lowered from Estelle's crotch as the succubus needed both feet planted to hold herself upright. Rather than pinning the Swiss Rose firmly in against the corner, she seemed to almost be hanging on her now, an easy target to be pushed over.

At this stage in the match it was quite obvious and undeniable that this combat wasn’t a standard one. A lot of factors would differ from those who would characterize a hardstyle hentai match and being honest, Estelle had a lot to thank for that. The way Lilith was approaching this bout wasn’t the way she would face a more experienced rival and if the Succubus had come to the Swiss at full force she would have regretted even stepping into the ring. Instead the Scottish was using all of her sexyness and sensual resilience, presence and elegance not to quickly overcome the Rose, but to show her the ropes of this kind of match, easing the Alpine into the hentai endurance scenario. It was also a commendable act to keep in consideration that Estelle was obviously unprepared for the challenge at hand and how the sexy Succubus adjusted her behaviour to work around this situation. She was being more a guide and a tutor than a rival and Estelle wouldn’t forget that.

And what a teacher she was being, always eager to give and to let Estelle give as well. The embrace both wrestlers shared was so exciting, promising future holds and further pleasure as each woman rubbed her counterpart’s pussy with her thighs. Estelle went all in for a kiss because she didn’t want Lilith to use that voice of hers to arouse the Swiss but also because she wanted to taste those sweet soft lips. The smooch proved so stimulating as well as the Rose started humming and heavily breathing into her rival’s mouth as her tongue did its best on its own wrestling match.

Eventually Estelle felt how her rival withdrew her attack on her womanhood as the Scotish apparently needed both her feet to stand. She looked eager to see what Estelle was capable of and her resistance completely halted as she would allow the Swiss to go for the kill and show her skills. The Rose broke the kiss in order to get a reply to her rival. “Hohoho… I will use the chance you so generously give me. Come here...”, she would say with a sultry smile as she would switch positions so her rival would be against the corner of the ring. Then she would get Lilith’s legs over the second rope so the Succubus didn’t need to stand by herself and her legs were open at the same time. Finally she would lean in again, licking her counterpart’s neck as she went back to their lovingly kiss, one of her hands caressing Lilith’s breasts and the other going down to feel again that incredible pussy.

Lilith leaned her weight forward, using Estelle to prop herself up as she savored every ounce of control her opponent gained over her. She was pleased to find the Swiss Rose had been able to hold out and drive her back, allowing for another bout of pleasure exchanged between the two of them. While she still held firm to her intention on winning the match, part of her hoped the other woman could conquer her so completely that she would best the succubus.

She shuddered when their kiss came apart, her lips drifting down Estelle's with a small nip and a gentle peck of her chin. Lilith proved to be malleable, easily turned until she was left slumped up against the turnbuckles with little more than a soft moan. One leg than the other were draped across the ropes, leaving her suspended over the canvas, tangled up within the corner.

Her head pulled back, rich chocolate locks spilling down her shoulders and over the turnbuckles. Her sweat slicked body squirmed at each passionate stroke of her womanhood, turning her body in a feeble attempt to escape. Though these seemed to be little more than a token struggle, there for Estelle to take command over and reign her in. In truth, she was trapped, a willing victim to every affection she was being given.

"Uhn...uhn… is that it?" The brunette's hips slowly pushed up against Estelle's hand, grinding herself up against the woman's delicate fingers. Her body grew tense with excitement, hungering more for the other woman's body each passing moment, unable to hide it. She reached out with her hands, placing her palms on Estelle's shoulders in a mock attempt at struggle, pushing at the other womans but not strong enough to overpower her.

Even if Estelle had her good share of partners in her life, this kind of sexual interaction, more like a combat and in front of a lot of people, was still something very new to her. It wasn’t the same as some intimate love making, there were weirder, higher stakes for every person involved. Without many experience in the hentai department Estelle still had some difficulties when applying holds and knowing when to go for a deeper more fighty manner, or when to go all out with a sexual attack, controlling the match’s pace. Lilith was making the Swiss a very big favor by letting her do whatever she pleases so that she could experiment different strategies, holds, pacing and even more. But the Succubus was a mentor now, teaching Estelle and that also meant correcting her ways when she was wrong.

Even if Estelle was making her best effort on her kissing and fingering, Lilith’s sexual appetite was just too much for the inexperienced Swiss to properly handle at first. She knew that in regular conditions the Succubus would have overwhelmed the Rose and she would be a moaning mess, so the best she could do to thank her teacher was at least take some notes on her observations, and the Succubus just asked if that was all she had to offer. Not taking this commentary in a bad way, but understanding its intention, the Rose realized that in that situation she couldn’t beat around the bush and had to attack harder and giving her all.

Breaking her kissing Estelle looked at Lilith in the eyes, before whispering: “No my dear. This is just the beginning.” The Rose would go for a short but intense kiss on the Succubus’ lips and then would start trailing down, first on her neck, then on her bust where she would take a second to give proper attention to Lilith’s nipples with some licks and nibs, then her stomach and finally her hands would caress her rival’s thighs as she would arrive at Lilith’s womanhood and start devouring this temptress’ folds to the best of her ability.

Anyone could tell, at a glance, The Swiss Rose was a beautiful woman. Those piercing green eyes of her out with longing were so profound to stare into. Her long flowing brunette hair, soft and pillowy, a joy to run her fingers though. Luscious curves pleasing on the eye and so much better to touch. It was more than simply how she looked though. It was her air of confidence and her willingness to go where her senses took her. That sort of behavior would be considered a weakness to some, making oneself vulnerable in a competitive sport, but it only served to endear this woman to the Scottish Succubus. She felt a certain kinship here, a respect for one another and the bounty that was this union they shared. They were fighting still, but in the end they were both having fun and experimenting free from the shackles of outside judgement.

Her red eyes burned under Estelle's gaze, eager as her wet lips slipped away from her opponent's. She couldn't help but roll her tongue over them, tasting what was left of their kiss as the other woman spoke to her, promising more delight to come. Oh how she wanted it all, strung up in the ropes as she was like a prisoner in a dungeon, waiting to be punished for her crimes.

Lilith moaned into their rough kiss, head pulling back against the turnbuckles when Estelle departed, leaving her panting as the other woman's lips laid claim to her body little by little. The weight of her arms rested on the other woman's shoulders, following her as she descended her body until she dipped too far and Lilith's fingers started to slip away. Instead, her digits reached out, pawing weakly to slip into the brunette wild mane of silky hair, letting her fingers roam not unlike her opponents lips.

Each small stop along the way caused the trapped woman to squirm and fight lightly, finding it hard not to let out a hot pant or soft giggle where Estelle lingered to nip or pick. Lilith's thighs quiver at Swiss Rose's warm breath against her tender skin. Anticipation finding th Scottish woman biting down on her lower lip, knowing full well what came next. No sooner had her opponent slipped her tongue inside her than she let out a cry of pleasure, receiving exactly what she wanted, what she needed, in that moment.

Fingers clenched around handfuls of hair as she hung on tightly, bucking as Estelle plundered her womanhood unopposed. Lilith let out a hard shudder, her body tensing against the passionate affection, trying in vain to twist her body from side to side as she came closer to climax but was locked into the corner with no place to go at her opponents mercy. Her head pulled back against the turnbuckles as she let out another long moan, trying her best to resist giving in, making the other woman work for it… but it was no use. Within moments she let out one last cry, her body shaking under the sudden shock of her defenses breaking, giving way to orgasm.

The match had been going for some time now and what at first was only raw attraction to Lilith had become something deeper. At first it was all about desire and curiousness about how far could this seductress go, but now she had grown more deeply attached to the Succubus, feeling a new kinship something bonding them together. They were now something more than two rivals going at each other’s body, they had shared some good time together no matter how they were in the middle of a crowded stadium, and they had experimented together each other’s limits. Estelle was eager to keep going and discover much more about this delicious rival of hers.

And what a feisty rival this was. No mattered how hard Estelle was dedicating herself to the task of bringing Lilith to a powerful climax. This was much less of a match and much more of a study in pleasure and each other’s body now. The Swiss couldn’t think about winning anymore, and she could only focus her efforsts on getting to know much more about the Succubus and how she liked what was happening right at that moment.

No matter how hard Estelle could be trying her best to get Lilith worked up with her mouth, the Scotish managed to remain as sexy and tempting as ever, even more than before. The way the Succubus played with Estelle’s locks of hair while the Alpine was down on her was so tempting that the brunette had to make the best of efforts not to abandon her hold and start one much more mutual, but that time would arrive soon.

Estelle panted inside of her rival’s womanhood as her arousal was also reaching high levels. She basked on the flavour and the softness of her rival’s inner folds as she used her tongue to elicit more pleasure from her rival’s clit. At some point she would even use her nose to poke at Lilith’s pearl while her tongue would ravage her sex. Estelle wasn’t one to brag, but she had some experience and not even someone as well-versed as Lilith could resist for much longer that kind of treatment. When the Succubus jerked her body and gave a final cry as she came Estelle took some time to sabour her rival’s honey.

The Swiss was having a hard time thinking where to go from there. The match would require her to continue her ravaging in order to obtain a win, but she couldn’t care less about a win or a lose now. She just wanted more of Lilith, give her more orgasms, make her climax and climax herself as well. She would get up slowly while progressively kissing her rival’s body on her way up, finishing in front of those ruby eyes. “I can’t have enough of you.”, she simply said while leaning in for a long drawn and hard kiss on her lips, her hand resting against Lilith’s sex, getting it ready for another round. She now knew that her rival would be up for it.

Lilith's head lulled back against the turnbuckles as her body went slack within the tangled confine of the ropes. There was little more than a small quivering jolt as Estelle took her fill, sampling all her vagina had to offer as she was helpless and panting, basking in the afterglow of orgasm. She had practically melted into the corner, hanging limply, her chest heaving with every labored pant. She moaned contently with sing song hum to her tone as she wished for nothing more than to lose herself in the Swiss Rose's arms beneath the covers in some far off bedroom. A shame they couldn't have that here…

Her eyes rolled back in her head with each sweet kiss Estelle placed on her body. They made chills run up her spine as those lips trailer past so many places she wished they lingered. It was hard to keep a faint girlish giggle from bubbling up when she had reached her collar, slowly lifting her head just the moment the Swiss Rose chose to lock eyes with her.

Lilith headed forward, pressing her forehead to Estelle's as she breathed out heavily, finally showing signs of fatigue. She was tired but excited… in the back of her mind she could see this woman before her ravaging her over and over before finally pinning her exhausted body to the mat. The passion of lovers mixed with the thrill of competition was almost enough to make her explode.

"Careful now… they say it's possible to have too much of a good thing." The Scottish Succubus warned quietly in little more than a whisper. She was in no real position of lobby threats, not as Estelle pushed up against her sealing their lips together. Lilith moaned in frustrated defiance but clearly loved every moment of it as the Swiss Rose forced her head back, making her taste every bit of the embrace.

Her thighs quivered as the brunette pressed her palm between her legs again. There was no escape if she stayed here, the Swiss Rose could easily grind her to dust with orgasm after orgasm if she stayed tangled here in the ropes. Weakly, Lilith tried to bring one leg up, trying to kick her foot over the middle rope to free one of her legs before it was too late.

A hentai wrestling match was much more than what a few purists would like to admit. The craft of sensual combat was so much deeper than getting another woman to orgasm. There were so many different elements to keep in mind: from the very flow of the match, the balance between conventional wrestling and sexual moves, the own and other’s levels of arousal… Then came also the mind games, the ruses one can play to trick the mind of a rival, fooling her into any kind of trap. There were also all the gestures, words and bodily language one had to interpret if wanted to effectively bring their rival to climax. In conclussion: there was a full dimmension of facts and variables to keep in mind while in the middle of a sexual fight.

To certain point Estelle was starting to understand that, but she was still so inexperienced and there was a lot she just didn’t know how to grasp. She was aware of the importance of assessing control and she was a proficient seductress, but her wrestling skills were still so green. Furthermore, she tended to be unaware of certain things when she was completely lost in the bliss of sharing herself with someone else, and that would prove a decissive point in her second match ever.

Estelle was devoting herself to the task of pleasing Lilith. She kissed the Succubus passionately, almost on a primal way now. Her tongue wrestled with her rival’s, pusihng and entangling while small traces of saliva dripped down on her face whenever a gap between their mouths opened. Meanwhile she would keed cupping the Succubu’s womanhood with her palm, elicting as much pleasure from her as possible as she enjoyed her soft and wet lips. Lilith was starting to show signs of weariness. For the first time since they started the duel Estelle thought she might come out of this with a win, so she redoubled her efforts. She broke their kiss for some seconds when her rival told her that maybe she would be intoxicated from too much of her. “I will take my chances, my dear. That wouldn’t be a bad way of going down...” The Swiss was so lost in her bidding that she didn’t realize that her rival had got one of her legs freed and would be able to set a comeback.

The pursuit of beauty was a dangerous thing. This match could have ended swiftly with the Scottish Succubus holding Estelle down and ravaging the poor girl until she passed out. The difference in their skill and endurance when it came to a match like this was a vast one… but where was the fun to be had in that? What a waste to be partnered with such a ravishing woman just to squander the time they were given. So she had chosen to indulge.

Still, she had remained in solid control, reining the Swiss Rose in every time there was a risk of her building momentum. Until she let herself become careless and trapped. Being a prisoner was hardly a terrible thing, she was treated well within Estelle's embrace as the two women made out with one another against the turnbuckles. Her opponents wandering fingers however were cause for concern as she stroked her like an instrument, forcing muffled moans into their kiss. Had she remained trapped, in time she would succumb to her opponent, there was no doubt in her mind. She craved her touch, wished to feel her body quake with another orgasm… but knew that would be the end of her.

Slipping a single leg free from the ropes was all she needed, just that faint sliver of hope to allow her a fighting chance. She pushed forward, grinding their breasts to one another, shuddering as their nipples dragged across each other. Her kiss became more ferocious to match Estelle's, no longer content to be submissive.

She stepped up with her free leg, planting the sole of her foot shakily on the ropes for leverage. With a hard shove, she pushed Estelle back just enough to part their bodies, their lips popping audibly as they seperated. She rose up, standing on the middle rope, freeing her other trapped leg to balance on the ropes with both legs. Without warning she sprang forward, attempting to wrap her thighs around the Swiss Rose's head, twisting the two of them about with a hurricanrana to send Estelle hurtling towards the center of the ring.

Estelle was lost into her own bidding. She had to admit she was quite pumped since realizing that her efforts were indeed bearing some fruits. Up until that moment the Succubus had payed honor to her nickname and stood like some kind of insatiable beast with some inhuman sensual endurance. Now things were different, small details as a small gleam on the Scottish’s eyes or the way she moaned inside Estelle’s mouth gave away the fact that Estelle’s efforts were fruitful. For the whole length of the match she had seen herself in a position of inferiority compared to the much more experienced and resilient Lilith. Could tables really have been turned?

Estelle redoubled her efforts, trying to keep her streak going by building up a new climax on her rival. Up until that moment she was sure she was going to be defeated by her superior rival, but the most recent events had sparked a flame of hope in her and rekindled her valor. She believed now. Come on… Only have to bring her to orgasm once more… Unluckily for the Swiss, her inexperience was just going to cost her a lot.

As Scarlet was dedicating herself to the kissing and groping she didn’t pay proper attention to what was happening on the ropes. At certain moment Lilith managed to free one of her legs without the Swiss being aware, and that was the chance the Succubus needed to tip the scales. Before she could realize Estelle was shoved, breaking their kiss and forcing her to release Lilith. As she was trying to recover her rival, now balancing in the ropes, wrapped her legs around Estelle’s face. But the pleasure of feeling Lilith’s lush thighs wouldn’t last since she struck a hurricana, twisting her body and tossing Estelle away to the center of the ring. Estelle’s eyes widened in surprise as she fell flat on the mat, her hand cupping her lower back as she still tried to understand what just happened.