Tension Hentai #1 Contender Match: Lilly Vs. Clyde

Lilly laid there, on the mat after the humiliating, and downright dirty move that Clyde had done to her, tending to her sore crotch. Knowing Clyde, not that she knew him personally too well, she never expected him to resort to dirty tactics like that. He always seemed like too much of a goody goody to do something like that. It seemed the cheerleaders assumption was wrong. She made a mental note to pay him back tenfold. He made her crotch hurt? She was going to make his hurt ten times worse. It made her almost wish she didn't have to make the asshole of a cowboy cum in order to win. She really didn't want to give him any pleasure.

Getting to her feet, Lilly kept her eyes on Clyde. After one dirty move, she expected another. In fact, she expected him to make the first move as soon as she got up. And like old faithful, he was as predictable as predictable could be. He came right at her, his arms reach out as if he was going to grab her. Despite the lingering soreness in the cheerleader's crotch, she wasn't about to let such an obvious move get her so easily. She would weave to the side, going to duck in behind him, hopefully quick enough so that his back was still to her when she moved.

"I'll give you temper, bastard!" she would yell, aiming a kick to the back of Clyde's knee, hoping to get him off his feet and to his knees. If she managed to do that, and was ready to follow up immediately. Using her flexibility, and the strength she was so proud of in her legs, she would then aim a super kick right to the back of Clyde's head.

Lilly's cheeks were still bright red as she got to her feet. What Clyde had done had been humiliating, and she planned on paying him back tenfold. So when Che came right at her, she swiftly ducked under his reach, and got in behind him, knocking him to his knees by kicking him in the back of the leg, and immediately following up with the strongest possible kick she could muster, right to the back of the cowboy's head.

Staggering a bit after landing the kick, Lilly regained her balance and stood there, looking down at her most hated enemy, watching him as he tried to get back up, only to fall back down. She had definitely hit her mark. And this was her golden opportunity.

"You know Clyde, This could have been avoided if you had just made this easy in the locker room," she would say, approaching her downed opponent and dropping to her knees at his side. Just thinking back on what happened that night got Lilly angrier and angrier. Never in her life would she have thought a man could resist the one thing that they craved the most. And all because he had to have a conscience. Well, it didn't matter now. Once she was done with him, he wouldn't have his little secretary bitch girlfriend anymore.

With Clyde still down on the mat, she would go to role him onto his back just before leaning over him, her face going dangerously close to his. "I guess we can pick up where we left off. Except this time, I hope your girlfriend is watching. I want her to see how much you're going to enjoy getting pleasured by me." Lilly spoke her words in a dark, vile tone, letting Clyde know that she wasn't playing around with him anymore. She was going to give him pleasure, and he was going to suffer while he felt it. With one of her hands, she would run her fingers down Clyde's chest, then stomach, and finally, go to slide under his tights until her fingers wrapped around his shaft. Her other hand would hold down his shoulder in a half ass attempt to keep him still. Not that she figured he'd be moving a whole lot after that kick.

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"Oh well.. thank you very much, Sugar... *giggle* Back to the action... I really don't know. Clyde made a big stupid mistake...and as time passes mistakes become more and more costly.... but the thing about mistakes is that they only matter if your opponent makes you pay for them... so the question here is, what can Lily do about Clyde's stupidity?"

"Regret it all you want. it won't change anything now. Because from now on, you won't be going anywhere," Lilly would say, responding to Clyde's defiant words. If the cheerleader were to give him any kind of credit, it would be that he was tough in his own way if he could offer up smart ass, or tough remarks even when he was obviously on the losing end of a fight. At the same time, that quality about him just served to fuel Lilly's desire to beat him down even more, just to knock it out of him.

Sliding her hands down his chest, then right into his tights, she slid her fingers around his manhood, holding it tightly, but not too tightly. She wasn't really surprised when she felt him stiffen up almost immediately. Even Clyde couldn't pretend that he wasn't aroused and attracted to her. That was evident by how hard she already made him. It brought a grin to her face knowing that he might not want this, but even if he didn't, the perverted man inside of him did, and sooner or later, he would give in to his carnal desires and just let he blonde do whatever she pleased. It was only a matter of time.

Lilly watched as Clyde's body shuddered a bit at her simple touch. She let her fingers do a little traveling along his shaft, running up and down at a slow, barely moving pace. She didn't want him to get too excited just yet. She wanted to drag it out as long as she could, until he finally just couldn't take it aymore, and begged her to finish it. Such a grand ending to the match would make it so much sweeter for Lilly. Hearing him beg, and knowing thatshe would be taking away everything from him. Even his pride if she was lucky.

"Tsk, oh Clyde. Fool that you are. She's done more to me than you seem to be able to understand. Because of her, you were able to get away from me that night in the locker room. If it wasn't for her, I have no doubt in my mind that you would have stayed, and loved every second of it. So it was her fault in a way, that everything happened the way it did," she would explain to Clyde. She figure he wouldn't understand how she indirectly got in her way of making the cowboy her slave.

Clyde though, was still intent on fighting back. He pushed himself up a bit, trying to get her off. He had the strength advantage over her, that much was obvious. So holding him down with her own strength alone wasn't going to work. But there was one advantage she did have. She had it wrapped in her fingers.

As he pushed himself up, Lilly would give his manhood a powerful squeeze, hoping to put a halt to his attempt to get out from beneath the cheerleader. She wasn't about to let him get away. Not this time. If it didn't work though, and if Clyde could fight through it, she would be in trouble if he still managed to throw an elbow at her.

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"Like I said, Sugar. It is all about getting inside your opponent's head...and their ears are a great way to accomplish that. Guys have very wild imaginations, even the softest suggestion can send their easily distracted minds wandering in all the wrong places. I have found the best is mixing dirty with sweet, that seems to be the guys' favorite. AS for me... I am too cool to fall for that trick"

Lilly's expert touch was obviously taking it's tole on the cowboy. As she moved her fingers ever so slightly over his manhood, he shivered underneath her. Simple man that he was, he was already getting so excited over something so simple. The cheerleader wasn't really shocked though. She knew exactly how skilled she was at taking advantage over her opponent's body, be the male or female.

Clyde's strength advantage hover would prove to be a slight problem. But not one that she couldn't solve. She had her own advantage, and she used it. So when Clyde pushed against her to get up, she gave his shaft a hard squeeze, sending him right back down to the mat, groaning and shivering even more. She didn't care i it was from pleasure, or pain, or both. All that mattered was that she had his in her grasp. Literally.

"That's right Clyde, stay put. I don't need you getting up," Lilly would say, resettling herself on top of the cowboy. It made her feel even more powerful, knowing that she was so easily able to take advantage of the cowboy with one simple touch. She was ready to keep her momentum going. She was finally putting Clyde in his place, and she wasn't about to give him a chance to get out of it.

Lilly moved her face closer to Clyde's grinning her vile grin as she did so. Her fingers still held a firm grip, but loosened up a bit after the hard squeeze. "Now I want to know something else. Who's the better kisser?" she would say before going to press her lips against the cowboy's, forcing a kiss from his. While she does this, she'll also let her fingers do a little bit more work on his manhood.

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"Oh good one there, Sugar... I bet getting his head inside her would work... And I don't think Lily is as inexperienced as she likes to pretend. She is...well...not focused...more like obsessed. She seems to have him by the balls now...no no...not the balls. *giggle* Well of course there is no better kind of pleasure than the forced one"

This was it. Clyde had nowhere to go at this point. With him trapped underneath her, and her fingers wrapped around his manhood, she was pretty positive that she had him in a position that he would be unable to get himself out of. No man would want to get out of it in her opinion. Wasn't it every man's dream to be lip locked by a sexy cheerleader? Sure it was.

Forcing a kiss from the annoying cowboy, Lilly felt even more empowered than she had before. Soon enough, Clyde's tongue began flicking against her own as she kissed him. It was wonderful. No matter how much he tried to deny it, he was just like everyone else. The part of him that wanted Lilly to do this to him was going to come out eventually, no matter how strong willed he was. This was solid proof that what happened in the locker room was nothing more than a fluke. Clyde had a moment of strength and ran before he could completely lose himself to Lilly's allure. That wasn't going to happen this time.

She was still shocked though. Clyde's tongue soon stopped responding to hers as she kissed him. She hated that he had that kind of willpower. Sure, it wouldn't be enough to keep him out of trouble later on in the match, but still. He always found some moral bullshit to cling onto and keep himself from letting it go to far. That wasn't going to keep Lilly from pressing though. She kept her lips on his, forcing a deep kiss from the cowboy. Even if he didn't respond, his manhood had other plans.

But a response was what she got, and then some. Lilly's eyes almost shot out of their sockets when she felt his teeth clench down on her lip, forcing what sounded like a moan and a squeak mixed together to escape Lilly. Instinctively, she pulled back from the kiss, releasing him from it. Balls. He really had balls. Just like always, he found some way to get on her nerves. But two could play at that game. She still had the upper hand.

"You want to play rough Clyde? Well, let's play rough then!" she would shout before once again, squeezing down on his erect member. She was going to train him, one way or another, not to fight back. And if this is how she had to do it, so be it.

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"Easy now, Champ. I make the quips around here. You just stick to lookin good. Let's get back to the action! It looks like Lilly wants to add a bit of affection to her kung fu grip. Who wouldn't want to be kissed by those tender, luscious lips, huh?"

"Ouch! Seems like the cowby only wants one of his heads locked down as he bites down on Lily's lip and causes her to release a.... Ehehe, well, She let go anyway. Methinks our lil' cheerleader has a fondness for a little bit of roughness."