Halloween match! Trick or treat? - The Part Timers vs Blair Takashima

It couldn’t look like it with a quick glance, but Yvette wasn’t the only one in a pinch at the moment. Even if it could look like the French was slowly becoming a moaning mess and the succubus had her just where she wanted, the magician’s grasp on Blair’s nipples was as painful as it could get. Yvette was so pushed against a wall that maybe she wasn’t aware of the torture she was inflicting on Blair, or maybe she knew but thought it was the best course of action in order to get free. For the succubus it was a shame that her rival wouldn’t fight in the sensual department and instead resorted to painful tactics, and she was even wondering if she would have to release the French as the pain on her breasts was becoming unbearable.

It turned out Yvette took that decision before Blair could by forcefully shoving her away. The succubus’ nipples hurt even more now that they were free, all red and swollen as Blair looked at them and gave them a soft massage while whimpering and getting up. It became aparent how badly aroused Yvette was by the trail of fluids she would leave on the mat, and that was so hot Blair had to contain herself. She had been thinking in going a little bit more aggressive as Yvette had been, but seeing that Blair thought of a better plan.

Yvette looked kinda weakened, and her reaction would surely be slow, so Blair was going to make use of that by charging the French woman. The succubus’ objective would be to get Yvette against the corner where she could dart her fingers towards her craving womanhood while sealing their fate with a deep kiss. “Taste your own honey, Yvette...”, Blair would say as she would share with the French magician the fluids that still were on Blair’s face.

Yvette had barely made it to her feet when Blair was on top of her once again. The succubus recovered far quicker than she could, it seemed, which made sense as Yvette was busy inflicting pain while Blair was inflicting pleasure. Yvette gasped as Blair charged into her, her bigger size and extra momentum easily driving the shaky French girl back until she hit the corner turnbuckles. Yvette's arms flopped over the top ropes, holding herself up but leaving her entire body open for Blair to ravish at will!

"Nooo stop!" Yvette moaned as Blair pressed their bodies together, pinning her against the ropes. She tried to protest more, but Blair sealed her lips with a tight kiss, forcing Yvette to taste her own juices. That increased the arousal the already addled French girl felt, as tasting her own fluids was so humiliating and stimulating that Yvette couldn't help but gush out juices between her legs. She would have crumpled to the mats if Blair hadn't held her up.

Pressed against her breast to breast, Yvette felt her arousal building to dangerous levels. Blair's huge tits squashed her pathetically small chest and mushroomed upwards, nearly smothering the bottom half of her face. Yvette couldn't even find room to struggle. But Blair wasn't done with her yet. The French girl's eyes widened as she felt two fingers probing down at her sopping wet pussy. She knew if she was penetrated here she would have no chance of stopping Blair from ripping a huge orgasm out of her body!

"MMMMMPH!" Yvette moaned. Mustering all her strength and will, Yvette pushed outwards with her body as hard as she could. She could barely move at this point, her arms and legs shaky from overwhelming pleasure. But she knew she had to try and break free, lest she be taken by Blair the same way Asaki was only moments before!

Blair wasn’t familiar with fighting tactics and that made her charging move sloppy and she was even overexerting her body, not knowing how to efficiently move in order to pull a move like that out. Luckily for the succubus, her rival was too flustered and weakened to avoid being hit by the reckless charge. Dragging her rival with herself against the corner, now Blair was stuck in a connundrum of how to proceed. The succubus was kissing and working hard to make Yvette reach plearurable heights, but she was feeling a little bit frustrated since the only thing she got in return was fight, resistance and brute force, which the French had some.

As they shared a deep kiss, Yvette pushed with a fierce muffled moan and all her strength, and Blair noticed herself relenting. Before that could become a problem, Blair saw a solution to that problem as she looked down and saw her breasts dangling and mashing against Yvette. Breaking the kiss, she would look at Blair with determined eyes and would grab Yvette by the nape of her neck before making her dive in Blair’s big breasts, aiming at smothering the French woman! “If you aren’t going to cum, then it is goodnight time! Stop fighting it, Yvette!” With he ruse successful, Blair would add more pleasure to air deprivation by finger blasting her rival in order to finally get her off.

With her body pressed into the corner and her opponent relentlessly attacking every inch of her, it was a miracle Yvette was still holding out against Blair's relentless sensual assault. The succubus had the French magician's pussy in her hands, fingers blasting in and out at a rapid pace, making her juices gush down her legs and stain the mats. Yvette pushed hard to try and free herself to no avail, her limbs were too weak to break free despite Blair's own lack of strength. If she kept this up, the succubus would be rewarded with a huge squirting orgasm from her rival!

But it was Blair's own haste that made her make a mistake. She stepped back to pull Yvette's face in between her boobs, putting Yvette into a tight breast smother! That same move though pulled Yvette forward do her arms fell off the ropes. While her arms felt too weak to push back, Yvette still had plenty of strength left to finger Blair's pussy. With her arms freed, that was exactly what she planned to do!

"Let's see how you like this!" Yvette thought. Her fingers went straight for Blair's sex. The French girl stuck two right up into blair's sopping wet sex, not giving her any chance to warm up or prepare herself before pushing all the way in to the knuckle. But that was not all, Yvette had another finger probe at Blair's asshole, aiming to punch into Blair's most private hole simultaneously! It was an old-fashioned two in the pink, one in the stink!

Yvette knew she was going to be smothered out, and that Blair was going to rip at least one huge orgasm out of her. She had given up on resisting that. All of her focus was now upon making Blair pay for her aggression by forcing her to cum at the same time!

Up to that point Blair had been feeling frustrated about certain aspects of Yvette’s strategy. Being a nympho and a sex maniac, the brunette had some discontent in her heart for those rival who tended to have some fight within them. The succubus liked to solve her quarrels with sexual duels to the exhaustion, but it looked like Yvette was willing to use her superior combat skills as a leverage.

But in the end Blair would get what she desired, but maybe in a way she wasn’t expecting. From her perspective going for a smother was a cool option since her rack was impressive and it would weaken Yvette, but it also gave the French a pretty accurate shot at the succubus’ sex! Moaning in pleasure, Blair tried smothering her rival harder, doing her best to outlast her rival.

But in the end the succubus had taken a lot of foreplay and was too excited and horny thanks to the aphrodisiacs to resist. When a third finger probed her ass it was as if some switch had been flipped in her. She moaned without control as her body flailed and jerked, not paying attention to anything but the waves of pleasure coursing her body as she came hard, her sex gushing against her rival’s hands while she wailed in desperate ecstasy. Blair legs became jello as she would crumble down the mat unless she was properly held, her mind in a blissy daze as nothing seemed to matter anymore for her, only pleasure and afterglow in her world.

Yvette managed to get what she wanted, forcing Blair to cum hard all over her hand. Unfortunately for her, she was at her limit as well. Blair had been relentless, and thanks to the aphrodisiac candy Yvette was far too weak to resist any longer.

"MMMMMMMMPH!" Yvette let out a long moan into Blair's breasts, her own sex gushing in orgasm, her juices squirting out all over her legs and black pumps. Her orgasm was exhausting, draining out the last bit of energy and air the French magician had left in her slender body. Her eyes rolled back inside her head from how hard she came, and they didn't roll back even as her orgasm subsided.

"Yvette!" Asaki gasped, seeing her friend thrash wildly as she came. She could only watch helplessly as Yvette's body went limp in Blair's grasp, finally being smothered out between the succubus and the corner ropes.

Though Blair had cum too, this was another win for her. The referee came over and checked on Yvette, confirming that she had in fact been knocked out by the combined breast smother and orgasm. "This round goes to Blair!" she declared, as it was a fair fall since she had gotten her opponent to orgasm and knocked her out. The referee immediately began working on Yvette, trying to get her to wake up so she could take the punishment from the succubus.

There was no way around it, Blair just had one hell of an orgasm. Of course the succubus was exactly after that when she signed up for the match (and the AFW), but even the insatiable Blair had to admit that the aphrodisiacs on her body were making it difficult to resist, not to mention Yvette finding her weak spot in double penetration and leaving her mind in a daze state, everything so blurry as she was getting lost in a world of pleasure and afterglow, her sex throbbing as she would keep releasing the last of her fluids while her hands tried to contain them, cupping her womanhood as if that would help with the burning sensation she was feeling.

And yet the referee decided she had won that round. With her consciousness still hazy, Blair realized how while she was lost in the throes of climax her rival had reached the peak as well, and for her it had been much harder so Yvette lost consciousness! That gave her some precious seconds to regain some breath but also to reflect on the inmense amount of pleasure Blair felt and the thirst growing within her. The action of preventing her own fingers from invading her own sex was painfully difficult, so she would just lie there gasping for air while feeling the burning sensation in her chest and womanhood just increasing.

Asaki shook the ropes in frustration and worry. Yvette had been so close, but at the final moments lost the struggle of wills and came hard. And now the French magician was passed out against the ropes, smothered into oblivion by Blair's oversized breasts! She had managed to score an orgasm against the succubus in her last moments, but this round was still a humiliating loss for the Part Timers.

Yvette didn't stay passed out for long. After only a few seconds, her eyes fluttered open. She coughed a few times as she caught her breath, pulling herself back up to her feet using the ropes. She looked down to see Blair lying on her back, evidently feeling overwhelmed at cumming hard as well.

"So... Did I win that round?" Yvette asked, hoping she had managed to get Blair to cum before she did. Unfortunately for her, the referee shook her head.

"You can just a tiny bit before she did." That made Yvette let out a small sigh of disappointment, visibly deflating a little as she slumped against the ropes.

"Guess it's my turn to take a punishment," Yvette said as she waited for Blair to recover.

Blair was still gasping for air, but she found some speck of strength to slowly stand on her feet. Her drenched womanhood still dripped some of her honey down her thighs, and her legs were so shaky that the succubus had to support herself with her hands on her knees, still trying her best to make her breathing go back to normal but without much success. Her eyes were glassy and if she had any kind of composure in her she would have reflected on how she had taken too many aphrodisiacs at that point. Of course she was beyond that.

From her precarious standing position Blair witnessed how her rival was starting to come back to reality. That was the only silver lining speaking in competitive terms: no matter how bad Blair could look, the Part Timers were also getting their share, and struggling a lot to keep at the succubus’ insatiable pace. With consciousness came to Yvette the realization that she had in fact lost the previous round, which made Blair smile between her gasping for air. “So… what is it going to be, Yvette… Trick or… haahn… treat?”