Monami & Eri's POW of Wow: Strong Women having Even Stronger Sex

Continued From

Monami Shagura (Front and Back):

Monami was unbelievably exhausted. She’d just returned home from one hell of a match. Normally the bear woman would rest in bed for the next 20 hours straight. However, resting was the last thing on Monami’s mind. Because tonight she brought back her ‘spoils of war’ too. After coming out on top, Monami earned the right to take her opponent as her prisoner. The woman, bomber Kirishima, was incredibly attractive to the dark skinned Amazon. Her muscles, her breasts, and even her ass made the savage grappler drool if she stared too long. That wasn’t a problem for long though. As she planned to lick those yummy muscles until dawn.

“So welcome to my place...” Monami said as she walked inside with Eri. After forcing her prize to carry her out, Bomber was barely able to move. Monami was in the same boat, though. So they compromised and had been carrying each other at the same time for the rest of the way. “Want a drink first? Or can we save ourselves the trouble and just go to my bed?” she chuckled.

Monami was eager to get to business. But to be honest, she was just as eager to lay down. Honestly, she hadn’t even changed out of her wrestling attire from the match. Luckily no one was out to catch her dressed like this. After all, wearing just skimpy bra and thong could attract both the dangerous weirdos and the police. “Oooor...if you’re interested...we could go freshen up? I mean...I think my shower is big enough for two~...” Monami suggested, obviously liking the idea of sharing a shower with a fellow amazon and feeling confident enough to propose it. Maybe it was just the rush of victory going to her head, but tonight Monami was being far more bold than she normally was. Later on, she might be a little bit embarrassed while remembering this night, but the muscular woman would have much better things to reminisce about after their night of passion. Things Monami would enjoy for a long, long time to come.

Kishima still wasn’t quite sure what to make of all of this. Losing her match, she had come to grips with. Surprising as it was to be pushed to the limit and pinned by a debuting rookie, it wasn’t the Bomber’s first defeat, and probably wouldn’t be her last. It had been an intense, exciting battle, and that was all she could’ve asked for.

Still, while it wasn’t her first time losing a match, it was her first time being taken as a prisoner by the woman who had defeated her. Kishima had no idea what to expect… Well, that wasn’t exactly true. Despite this being her first experience in a situation like this, she had been around long enough to know how these things went. Was it odd that she was actually kind of looking forward to it? She felt like that should be weird. But Monami was so fun, so friendly, so...hot. A night of being dominated by a woman like her really didn’t sound like such a bad thing.

Like Monami, Kishima was still wearing her ring gear when she came in with her captor, minus her gloves and elbow pads, and took a look around as she entered. “Nice place,” she said, before Monami presented her with a few options. “Man, all of those sound great…” Kishima replied, taking a moment to carefully think them over. As eager as she was to take this into the bedroom, a shower sounded amazing, especially the idea of taking one with Monami. It would be a great way to wind down from their match, and ease into what was coming next.

“I don’t know about you, but I could definitely go for that shower. You’re in charge though, so it’s your call.”

Monami smiled happily as she watched Eri think about the choices given to her. She also couldn't help but perk up a little when the buff beauty said they all sounded good. However, after a brief pause of deliberation, Eri eventually left it up to her mistress to decide (Although she did seem to favor the shower option). Well Monami didn't like that too much. Not one bit. Actually, she was happy either way. Even more so since Eri answered like that. Not because she'd get to pick, but because she could use it as an opportunity to tease the bomber by pretending to act all disappointed about it (Although she obviously wasn't in any way whatsoever).

"Aww...don't be like that...I can tell that you really want me in the shower~ Don't make me out like I'm some sort of mean, bossy taskmaster...Wait...uh..Task-mirtress? Doesn't matter! This won't be fun if you act like I'm just bossing you around...we should both be having fun here~  Sound good?" the dark-skinned amazon purred in a blatantly fake pouting voice. Her false sadness was almost instantly replaced, though, as the 'bearess' wrapped her arms around Eri's shoulders, pulled them super close, and stared straight into the eyes of her 'prize'. Their generous chests pressing together as Monami played with the other woman's lust like it was a personal teddy bear.

"...So get your tough butt in that shower...That's an order!~" the devious bear woman declared, commanding her POW to head to her bathroom with a playful wink and a firm slap on her ass. Monami was already having so much fun with Eri, and they weren't even naked yet. That didn't mean she'd take her time though. She'd follow right behind Bomber Kirishima right in the direction she sent her off in, and she'd start smacking her ass again to hurry the bombshell up in a playfully lewd manner.

Monami may have been pouting, but Kishima could tell it was all just part of a playful tease. And while her captor spoke, the Bomber had to stifle a small chuckle. It had been easy to tell even during their heated match that this woman had a playful side to her. Now she was getting to see it in a much more casual, candid light, and it was more than a little amusing.

“No complaints here!” Kishima replied with a casual shrug. She probably wouldn’t have minded much if Monami had chosen to be a bit more selfish with this. Not that Kishima was a submissive woman, but she was quite curious to see how the rookie amazon would choose to exercise her power over her prisoner tonight. But as she had said, the thought of an approach meant to make this equally fun for the both of them was certainly nothing to complain about.

Finally letting out that chuckle she’d been holding in once Monami slapped her ass, Kishima did as she was told and made her way into the bathroom, ushered in with another slap on her ass. Once there she began removing the rest of her gear, first unlacing and peeling off her boots and socks, then pulling her top and trunks off, and finally doing the same with her bra and panties. It all might’ve been embarrassing for her if not for the years of experience she had in women’s locker rooms. Kishima hardly even thought about it now as she turned on the shower, then gave it a moment to let the water heat up before she went in, immediately letting out a relaxing breath as the hot water cascaded over her tired, sweaty body. Her tense, aching muscles tingled in delight while she brushed her hands over her arms, then down her chest and over her breasts, and continuing along her abs toward her waist. It was only then she realized she may have been inadvertently putting on something of a little show for her captor, at whom she then flashed a playful grin.

“You getting in, or is all this hot water just for me?” Kishima teased while she waited for Monami to join her.

Monami bit her lip as she watched Eri get in the shower. Seeing that strong, muscular body getting all wet was driving her so crazy. The bearess couldn't help but stare in awe at such a sight, luckily the bomber was there to get her back on track. "Heh...There's nothing on earth that can stop me from getting in that shower~" Monami giggled back at the inpatient prisoner waiting in the shower. So, with one sudden motion, Monami would tear off the only things still covering her body. With her hand's on both her top and thong, the wild woman would rip off her clothes and instantly get naked. Smiling eagerly as she revealed herself entirely, Monami would then march right into the shower and press her body against the bomber's.

"...Wow...this is even better than I thought it'd be~" Monami would say, with her breasts pressed against Eri's rack as both of them were covered in hot water now. Reaching around her prize, the dark skinned amazon would grab the bomber's firm ass with both hands and pull them even tighter together. "Your ass is mine now, baby~" she moaned softly into Eri's ear before giving her a quick lick and nibble as well. Slowly Monami would start groping and massaging the woman's strong ass while rubbing their bodies against each other. Soon enough she was grinding her breasts and abs up and down the front of Eri's body.

"Mmm~ How about you flex those big, strong arms for your goddess? I'll make them feel good if you do~" Monami purred seductively. "I've waited all night to sink my teeth into them~" she moaned while licking her lips. After enduring an entire match against the bomber, she couldn't wait to drag her tongue all over those amazing biceps.

Both women had been tired after their grueling, hard-hitting war in the ring. But it was funny, it almost seemed as if Kishima getting in the shower had injected both of them with a fresh dose of energy. Shortly after the bomber’s teasing comment to Monami about joining her, the bearess entered the shower as well, and now seemed much more eager to exercise her new status as Kishima’s mistress - her goddess, as she put it.

The feeling of their breasts pressing together along with Monami’s hands grabbing her ass brought a soft moan from Kishima, who offered no resistance while the bearess played with her body and nibbled at her ear. When Monami began to grind her powerful body against her, it felt simply amazing.

Kishima was a bit surprised at the next command. Normally she assumed it was the captive doing the worshipping in these situations rather than the other way around, though she suspected there would be plenty of time for that as well. “Your wish is my command,” she said through a small grin, then held up both arms and flexed her biceps for Monami to enjoy as she wished.

Despite being in a situation where she was completely inexperienced, Monami wasn't taking things easy as she played with Eri's marvelous body. She wasn't a virgin, of course, but all her other intimate encounters seemed like playground flirting amongst school girls compared to this sex-filled shower session. And when Bomber flexed both of those amazing guns, Monami drooled in awe of them. Luckily, any drool would be concealed by the shower water soaking them both. At least she really hoped so. It'd be a little embarrassing if her yummy POW actually noticed that, after all.

But, before she gave those biceps the sweet sweet loving they deserved, the bearess would be a little playful as she pressed her hands together in front of her chest as if she were about to actually pray to these exquisite muscles.

"Itadakimasu~" Monami exclaimed, taking the time to thank Eri for this meal in her native Japanese. Strangers were always impressed when she did this in public. As if they were acknowledging the foreign for being well-versed in Japanese customs. Of course Monami was adopted and raised in Japan. So she literally had her whole life to learn such customs like all the other children did. So, after playfully thanking this goddess, the dark skinned amazon dove into her 'meal' face first.

A loud sounding, "*NOM*", would ring out like a bell as Monami began to worship Eri's right bicep. While she didn't bite down, the wild wrestler would begin to kiss/suckle with so much force that her first kiss was extremely loud. Without missing a beat, Monami continued to kiss and suck all over the woman's muscles while still grinding their chests together. She always made sure to massage the other arm so that neither were left out. And when she switched to the other bicep, Monami made sure to massage the previous arm too.

"Mmm~ Your biceps feel sooo strong~" Monami moaned after a long series of kisses. Then, she'd slowly drag her tongue across the top of the woman's bicep. Savoring the taste for such powerful muscles as she looked up at her POW's face. "But...they still lost to mine..." Monami added in a teasing tone as she flexed her right arm for Eri to admire. Smiling as she showed off her own biceps, the bearess would press their large breasts together as she flexed both arms while staring into the lovely eyes of her hard-fought prize. "...I don't think you need to be told what I want now...do I, Bomber-chan~?" Monami moaned to her fellow amazon. Eager for her arms to receive the same worship she'd given Eri.

Kishima couldn’t help but chuckle when Monami said “Itadakimasu” right before beginning to kiss and suck on her muscles. She had never really imagined her biceps as any kind of “meal” before, and this sort of body worship was certainly a brand new kind of experience for her. It was odd at first, an unfamiliar sensation. But she didn’t dislike it. In fact, the Bomber was soon letting out catlike purrs at the feeling of Monami’s lips kissing against her biceps, and her tongue lapping along her skin.

In those first several moments, part of what had made it feel odd for Kishima was that she was the POW, but she was still the one having her body worshipped. That feeling, however, had been partly nullified earlier when the bearess had said she wanted this to be just as fun and pleasurable for Kishima as for herself. The victor may have been the one doing the worshipping first, but everything was still happening according to her will, a fact she made clear when reminding Kishima that as impressive as the Bomber’s muscles were, they had still lost to Monami’s.

When the bearess flexed her own biceps, it was just like she said. No command was needed to tell Kishima what was expected of her. “As you wish~” she said, placing her hands together as if in prayer. “Itadakimasu.” She couldn’t resist… And with that she set about the task of worshipping Monami’s biceps. With Kishima being new to this, she kept a lot of what her mistress had done in mind. But she didn’t just want to repeat what Monami had done entirely. So she started slower than the other woman had, planting gentle kisses along the bicep at first, then sampling it with small laps of her tongue before finally digging in. Her lips sought to kiss and suck every inch of both of her biceps to the best of her ability, and her tongue brushed over the surface of the bulging muscles. One last lick covered Monami’s bicep, and she continued traveling along her arm, nearly reaching the woman’s shoulder before she finally broke off.

“How was that?”

Monami giggled out loud as Eri followed her example and declared her gratitude for getting this 'meal'. It made her feel slightly embarrassed as she thought about how she must've looked when doing it. Still, she was much more focused on the naked woman about to dig in! Eager to please, the bomber would kiss, lick, and worship her muscular arms thoroughly. The bearess couldn't help but let out her moans in approval. Closing her eyes, the woman would savor this feeling as she squirmed around from all the pleasure making her antsy.

"Ooooh...thats really good...Your mistress is very happy, bomber-chan~" Monami purred happily as Eri finished up and asked how she did. Wrapping her arms around the other woman, she'd squeeze both of their fronts together as she held the lovely amazon tightly. That way, she could nuzzle up between Eri's neck and shoulder while one of her hands snaked its way down. "Hehe~ I can't hold back anymore...my paws are dying to feel every part of you..." she purred softly as she hand suddenly groped the bomber's sex. "Oh~ Somebodies' eager...and we've 'bear'ly gotten started..." Monami moaned, adding in a little 'bear' pun as she rubbed Eri's pussy all nice and slowly.

“Mistress…”

She had had time to digest her situation and adjust to it, but the word re-emphasized in Kishima’s head just how unusual this all was for her. She was worshipping the muscles of a woman who had conquered her in the ring, woman who literally owned her for the night. Never in Kishima’s life had she been in a role like this before. Getting used to this was not proving to be an easy task...though that didn’t mean she wasn’t enjoying this.

The Bomber was surprised when Monami’s arms wrapped tightly around her, and even more so by the hand went straight for her exposed sex. An almost breathless gasp left Kishima’s lips at the sudden contact while her body tensed in Monami’s clutches. This was easily the most sexually vulnerable she had ever been, and she didn’t immediately know how to handle that.

But second by second, she gradually melted in the arms of the bearess. This may have been uncharted territory for Kishima, but that didn’t change the fact that Monami’s body felt amazing against her own, as did the rubbing against her sex. “Please...no more puns..” she said, managing a small chuckle amid the heavy, blissful breaths leaving her lips while Monami rubbed and squeezed against her.