'Radical' Edward Sealgair vs. Saif - To Be Young

Edward heard Valley attempting to warn him about something, but it was hard to hear with his face buried in Saif's bare pussy, and in his momentary confusion, he was wide open for Saif's slender legs to snap tightly around his neck, trapping him in place against her crotch!

"GAH!? W-what the!" Edward yelped in surprise, the womans smooth and soft thighs pouring immense pressure on his neck, tightening around his windpipe and blocking his airway! His hands left her waist, grabbing at her thighs, trying to pull...but it was a futile gesture, as they were locked tight, Saif petting him and encouraging him not to stop his hentai attack.

"Fuck...can't...breath...let...let go..." He gasped out, quickly realizing that he wouldn't be able to pry her legs apart, and, unable to think of a better option, he grabbed her soft butt cheeks and, still face first in her pussy, he continued licking at her pussy lips, taking her clit between his lips to suck on it, trying as hard as he could to make her cum, hoping the building pleasure and orgasm could cause her legs to weaken enough for him to get his head free!

”No.” Saif not only didn’t accept Edward’s request, she doubled down - increased the pressure, summoned more strength into her legs and clamped down. Her legs were more than powerful enough to knock a man out in short order, a fact that the man standing at ringside could attest to.

She could knock him out. She would do so. But not before he gave her the gift that he had promised.

With the threat of unconsciousness looming over his head, Edward worked with renewed vigor, hurriedly lapping away at Saif’s pussy. She did nothing to hide her lust, had no qualms with making her ecstasy known - she moaned, she squirmed, she thrashed, and soon enough, she came. Gushing out in bursts, splashing in his face. He could be proud - the first climax of the match was his.

But that didn’t mean he was free. Far from it, in fact - she reached up, pulled his head further down, and proceed to give him her all, trying to knock him clean out.

While Edward did fail to escape the scissor hold, the lovable hentai underdog at least managed to succeed in making the former Kim cum, the crowd cheering its approval for the blonde scotsman as Saif writhed on the mat and and cried out in pleasure as her orgasm hit, her juices splashing onto Edwards face.

Normally, this would have been a great personal victory for young Edward, his first time actually forcing an opponent to cum in the ring...except not only had she allowed it to happen, but the squeezing of her legs, as well as her forcing his face further against her pussy, had the boy completely lightheaded, his vision completely blurry and going dark!

"P-please..." He wheezed out, body shutting down on him. "D-don't want...to...pass..." Edward wouldn't be able to finish that sentence, his eyes finally shut, and his body went limp and slack, passing out between Saif's legs!

”And yet, it will happen all the same.” Saif threw her hair back and brought out the full power of her entire body, muscles shifting under her skin, turning to iron, surging with raw power as she dragged her opponent into unconsciousness. ”Sleep.”

And sleep he did. Out like a light, fading to nothing between her legs. Saif gave him one, final squeeze, simply to make sure that this was not an act on his part, then unlocked her legs and let him flop away.

Rising, calm and slow, Saif stretched out and took a moment to bask, enjoying the bliss from her climax. Even with his life leaving him, he had given her quite the effort and left her satisfied. A good, skilled tongue. She would have to repay him.

Valley, in the meanwhile, didn’t know what to make of it all. She half-expected the bell to ring after Edward fell to the side, forgetting what kind of match this was and the proper order of things. Technically, he was ahead - he had gotten an orgasm out of his opponent. He simply wasn’t in a position to do anything about it.

But Saif was in a position to do something about him. She reached down and took him by the wrists, then proceeded to drag him over to ropes. She lifted him up, just enough to drape his arms on the middle rope, then reached over and snapped the bottom over the top of his biceps, ensnaring.

With her trap set and her prey caught, she stood back up and brought her foot to his groan, lightly stroking Edward with her toes while she waited for him to return to the land of the living.

Young Edward's slim body went completely slack as he passed out, face first in her pussy, his lower face and lips shining with Saif's cum as she pulled him off of her and strung his body up in the ropes with ease.

Soon, he'd start stirring, already starting to wake up from her devastating choke hold, air starting to fill his limp body again. Then her foot started rubbing against his groin, and as Edward came back to consciousness, he'd open his blurry, half-dulled emerald eyes, letting out a moan as his cock stiffened to full mast.

"Ug-ohhhhh...V-Valley?" He said, moaning out his idol/trainers name in a confused and lustful tone, clearly not entirely understanding what was going on just yet. "What are you...ohhhh...right there...don't stop..."

Oooooooh, this was awkward.

It was a hentai match, so awkward was a given, but this was an entirely different level of it, one that Valley had never experienced in match before. When Edward woke up and started saying her name, nearby eyes cast towards her - with Saif’s being one of them. The sly, slender woman gazed at her with a knowing smile, before she brought her focus down towards her opponent, contemplating the situation.

He might not have been fully roused, but his hardness was, and that was all she needed. She began to increase the pace with her foot, stroking him harder, longer, teasing the head with her toes. She moved with a practiced deftness - her feet had brought this out of more than a few men in her time, and Edward would be no different. It was a matter of time, and if she had to guess, it wouldn’t be much time at all. ”Yes, Edward. A little further. Almost there.”

Stroke. Stroke. Stroke.

It took a few more minutes and strokes, but Edward finally came out of his KOed dream state, fully awakening, blinking away the spots in his blurry vision...to find that he was not having a wet dream, and instead of Valley, it was the beautiful Saif in front of him, her foot slowly stroking his speedo-clad cock, the bulge obvious, a wet spot already forming from his pre-cum.

He gasped, starting to struggle, only to find that his arms were trapped in the ropes, the blonde teenager struggling and twisting his body in a futile gesture, unable to escape the ropes that kept him trapped while Saif stroked him off.

"Ohh...Ohhhh...Fuck...Saif, please don't...I can't hold..."

Unable to resist any longer, Edwards body shook and he let out a loud cry as his orgasm hit, splashing against the inside of his speedo, the crowd unable to resist cheering the sexy Saif on as she dominated him!

And Edward came. Of course, he came. He was already on the cusp, but even if he were not, her skills were more than sufficient to stimulate him. A simple task, really. It was all about finding the right pace, maintaining it, monitoring his reactions and working accordingly. The foot was well suited to such tasks, as if it had been designed for such a purpose. A tool that she had a great deal of experience with.

So he came and she stepped back as the wave ran through him. She let him enjoy the moment, let the lightning run its course, looking over him with a curious eye, as if she were studying him through a microscope. It was a fascinating scene, in truth. She had seen so many men in the depths of passion, but watching one so young and vibrant was a rare treat. A shame she lacked the time to duplicate it, but perhaps this would not be their last encounter.

When the moment passed, Saif moved in and reached for his arms, untangling them from the ropes and freeing him. She brought her hands to his chin and lifted him up, forcing their gazes to meet, staring into his eyes and bringing their lips close, tantalizingly close, so close she could savor his taste and slips hers past his lips.

”You enjoyed that, did you not? You want more. You crave it.” She ran her tongue along the edge of his lips. ”Submit. Kiss my feet, give the match to me, and I will give you the greatest pleasure you will ever experience.”

Young Edward would find he was given little time to recover, as the lovely Saif pulled him up free from the ropes, gazing her catlike eyes into his emerald ones, licking her tongue across his lips, getting a moan out of the blonde teenager as she tried to seduce him, convince him to give up the match, kiss her feet, and get even more pleasure as a result.

"I...I do want more..." the 19 year old Scotsman stammered out, still getting his strength in his bare legs back after that orgasm. "I...want more of your body and pleasure..." He continued, the crowd in the front hearing him, curious to see if he was going to give up or not.

"B-But...I won't let Valley down!" Edward finally exclaimed, raising one barefoot up and trying to stomp it down on Saif's own, equally bare, foot!

It would be a lie to say that the attraction here was only one -side. While Saif could never be the lover that he would likely want, there was a want to take him regardless, a desire to feel her inside her. Having a master to serve did not mean that her proclivities were fully tamed, that she was no longer free to crave such tempting flesh. She was simply not ruled by such base emotions.

So, a very real part of her wanted to please and be pleased by Edward, another part realized that wasn’t going to happen, and then there was the current, largest part of her that was reeling from the shock and pain of having her foot crushed into the mat.

Saif let out an undignified yelp as her toes were crushed against the mat and fell right away, dropping to her backside as she cradled her aching sole. The suffering was enough on its lonesome, but the embarrassment from such a move was an insult she would not take lightly.