AV 13 Hentai Triple Threat Contract Match!

Once she had made sure that Azami was okay, Janet would turn her attention to the oh-so-confident Natasha and her challenging words. She had a feeling that, despite what the girl said, she wouldnâ€t mind being taken advantage of right here and right now. Evidently, though, she wanted to avoid finding out, as she would rush forward and capture Azami, pulling the Japanese princessâ€s arm behind her back and leaving her wide open for Janet to attack.

The Native American wrestler faced a bit of a dilemma here—should she go after her lover, or should she show the princess some mercy? It was difficult to decide. If she only went after Azami, then it would put the Japanese blue-haired girl at a distinct disadvantage. But, if she could go after both of them…

“Heh heh heh,” Janet would chuckle, as she would bounce over and press herself up against her lover. Her hand would slide down towards Azamiâ€s crotch, teasing the girlâ€s lower lips with dancing fingers. She would let those fingers travel even further between Azamiâ€s legs, however, past her pussy, in an attempt to find Natashaâ€s, too, and give it a bit of teasing as well.

"Nu uh princess, its your turn to feel what its like to be double teamed by a pair of beautiful lovers." Natasha said with her lips brushing along the edge of Azami's right ear, warm breath washing over her cheek just before Natasha ran her tongue slowly along the outside of the woman's ear lobe. "I know you watched my match with Janet...tell me how it felt watching me spill Janet's juices all over that beach, you loved watching Janet cum until her body couldn't move any longer didn't you?" Her voice was soft and sweet in tone but more devious in their intent, Natasha trying to shake Azami's focus and in pursuit of that goal her lips gently massaged the woman's ear lobe. Her free hand meanwhile reached around to not so gently grope Azami's left breast, Natasha's fingers digging deep into the soft tit flesh while pinching her hime-chan's nipple in between them.

"Come on Janet, come join me for a little tasting." The french woman said, giggling as she watched the native american beauty hurriedly make her way over to her trapped lover. As she thought Janet couldn't pass up such a chance but she realized quickly that the woman would not be content with just one pussy to play with as those fingers of hers worked their way over to Natasha's own wet lips.

Natasha shook her head but didn't act to stop Janet immediately, letting her have some fun while she had her own with Azami's body. After a few moments however Natasha knew she needed to get Janet on the same train of thought as herself and taking her hand from Azami's breast she slid it down along Azami's back and knocked away Janet's roaming hand. Two of her fingers would then find their way inside of the princess's pussy, leaving just enough room for Janet to join her within her girlfriend's sex.

Azami gasped and moaned softly as she felt Natasha breathing her words into her ear and licked her earlobe. She did watch the match between her fellow blue haired girl and her lover, and the memories from that lovely bout began to flood her mind as Natasha brought them up. Combined with the squeezing on her breast, the pinching on her hardened nipple, as well as the pressing bodies of both Natasha and Janet quickly dissolved the princess' will to fight back.Azami tried to push her lover away with her free hand, but her effort was reduced to almost non existent when the Lakota girl's fingers found her wet womanhood.

"Nooo..." she protested weakly, only to realize that Janet resumed her hand's movement to play with Natasha's sex too. "Oh..."

That didn't really improve her situation, however, as her fellow blue haired girl decided to move her hand from the princess' breasts to her sex, effectively keeping Azami's resistance to minimum again. As much as she knew it's going to be over if she came, she found it so hard to resist when she's being sandwiched by two sexy bombshells like this! How did Natasha cope with it?

"Uuhhh... this..." Azami groaned as she squirmed helplessly, her hand reaching for Natasha's arm to try pulling the girl's fingers from her sex. This is... a bit to much..."A-are you going to... let her win... just like this, uhh... J-Janet-chan...?"

Janet would play happily with both of her blue-haired opponents†sexes, fingers first tickling Azamiâ€s lower lips, then moving back to tease Natashaâ€s folds, going back and forth between the two as she tried to make them both sopping wet. She hummed cheerfully as she went about her work. Unfortunately, just when she was settling into a rhythm, Natasha forcefully pushed her hand away, forcing the Lakota to focus her attention on her loverâ€s sex, her fingers invading it side by side with those of Natasha.

“Mmmm…” she purred. Hearing Azamiâ€s plea, however, she had to admit that her sweet Japanese princess had a point. If she kept this up, and that somehow contributed to Natasha gaining the victory…

“I can always just push her out and make you cum all by myself…” she said. “Perhaps youâ€re right, though, sweetie…ha!” Suddenly, without warning, Janet would slip her fingers out of Azamiâ€s sex and give her loverâ€s breasts a shove, trying to use her as a wrecking ball to bring Natasha crashing down to the mat.

Azami's gentle and pleading words tugged at the heartstrings of Natasha who, in any other situation, would have gladly given the woman the respite she so desperately wanted and no doubt needed if this match was to last much longer, but with Janet only inches away with her own fingers deep within the princess's sex Natasha had no choice but to keep up the pressure. "Sorry Hime-chan...I can't let Janet here steal you again." Natasha said without giving her words much thought, her mind much more focused on how to continue fingering her fellow blue haired beauty to orgasm while getting Janet away from her in the process, unwilling as she was to let this match be declared a tie or whatever else would happen if such an ending occurred.

Azami wasn't helping matters either as Natasha felt the woman tugging weakly upon her arm, keeping the french woman from further plunging her fingers into Azami's sex while Janet continued to enjoy her lover's body to her heart's content. "Hime-chan..." Natasha said, her now the one pleading with Azami who she knew could not last much longer if something did not change, and it seemed as if Janet was in no hurry to let up on her girlfriend.

Her assumption however was proven false as Janet took the french woman by complete surprise, using the same tactic she had used twice in this match against her now as Janet shoved Azami back into her. Natasha couldn't get her stance set in time and with her feet right behind Azami's all she could do was fall when the woman's weight crashed into her, Natasha twisting her body as she fell so that she and Azami landed hard upon their sides. Groaning from the fall Natasha tried to pull back her arms only to realize her left one was trapped underneath the side of Azami, tugging upon it a few times to no avail before she realized her fingers were resting upon the princess's sex.

"Not...letting...you go." She said weakly before plunging her fingers back into the dripping pussy of Azami, her right arm quickly reaching around Azami's waist to join the first in fingering the woman fast and hard, doing so from the very beginning as she wanted to bring her to orgasm before Janet could intervene. Pulling herself firmly up against the woman laying before her Natasha wasted no time in grinding herself upon Azami, her large breasts digging into the woman's back while Natasha's sex smeared its juices over the girl's round ass.

"Steal...? But... I'm hers already...?" Azami replied with an amused tone.

She couldn't really give Natasha's words too much thought, however, as Janet decided to pulled her fingers out and shoved the princess onto the other blue haired girl, eliciting a mix of moan and groan from Azami. Her competitors seemed to find it fun using her as their wrecking ball tonight. She would have tried to get even if it wasn't for her weakened state!

The princess did get a moment of respite, but that only lasted for mere seconds as Natasha decided to keep working on her with renewed resolve. Azami arched her back and moaned loudly as she felt her fellow blue haired girl's fingers crawled back to her leaking womanhood, even bringing some reinforcements! The rubbing of Natasha's breasts on her back and the girl's breathing on her ear really droving her wild now.

"N-Natashaaaaa-saannn...!!!" Azami cried as she sensed her orgasm was just a few strokes away, hoping that Janet could do something before it's too late.

Janet had been relying on that push and the subsequent impact to stun Natasha—for long enough that she could extricate her lover from their opponentâ€s grip, drag her somewhere where Natasha couldnâ€t lay a hand on her, and then stroke the Japanese princessâ€s sweet, dripping sex until she came. Natasha managed to hang onto Azamiâ€s crotch through the fall, however, and, seeing the French woman start stroking her lover once again, Janet would rush forward and throw herself down on top of the two of them, trying to grab at Natashaâ€s arm to stop her stroking of Azami with one hand, while the other would try to force its way past the French girlâ€s thin fingers into Azamiâ€s pussy.

“Oh, no, you donâ€t!” she spat anxiously, trying to force a big, passionate kiss onto Natasha to distract her from her efforts.

Natasha could sense how weak Azami had grown after being shared between the two women for so long, the match to her likely to be remembered as a never ending series of flirtatious words and sensual holds with her nearly always on the receiving end. Their abrupt and unexpected fall left the two of them exposed to whatever Janet had in mind for them next but Natasha made the most out of her situation, her hands immediately going back to work within the dripping pussy of the princess, the french woman not holding anything in reserve now that victory, and the hentai contract that came with it, looked to be within her reach.

"Maybe...you uhhhh....shouldn't be..." Was all Natasha said, her words coming out mixed with moans and heavy panting as she rubbed her naked and incredibly aroused body against her hime-chan. She refused to slow down even with her own pussy leaking juices all over Azami's firm ass, Natasha certain that her own orgasm was rapidly approaching yet she also knew if she stopped now and tried to regroup Janet would just swoop in and take Azami's climax for herself, that or she would claim them both.

As the mat beneath them began to shake Natasha turned her hide sideways, her eyes confirming what she had already guessed as she caught sight of Janet leaping down onto both her and Azami. With her hands preoccupied with pleasuring the Japanese beauty in front of her Natasha did the only thing she could think of and shot her foot up kicking Janet in her stomach in an attempt to keep her at bay, but the weight of the Lakota woman proved too much for her as exhausted as she was, Natasha's foot sliding along the woman's sweat soaked body and over her equally soaked sex before she crashed on top of them. Natasha groaned from the impact but her fingers never ceased sliding in and out of Azami's womanhood, fighting against Janet as she tugged upon her hand only for her fingers to slip out of Azami in the end.

"Not...letting you win that easily!" Natasha shouted at Janet moments before she was pressed into the kiss, returning the embrace as passionately as she could while her leg rubbed up along Janet's pussy, ensuring no one in the pile went without some measure of pleasure. She could feel Janet reaching for Azami's sex and desperate to stop her Natasha grabbed onto the offending wrist, despite that hand being pulled upon by the native american woman, keeping Janet's eager fingers from the princess's sex while Natasha's left hand relentlessly slammed inside of her fellow blue haired woman with all four of her fingers, her thumb rubbing Azami's clit furiously in the process.

Azami held on with dear life to prevent herself from cumming, and breathed a sigh of relief as Janet came to rescue, crashing on top of Natasha like that. Unlike the two other girls, the princess couldn't strike at her competitors due to her feeble state, and so she thought of attempting the only thing she could at the moment: escape. She could feel some of Natasha's fingers leaving her dripping sex, and following a frustrated groan, Azami began to try crawling away from her competitors.

"Ahhaaa...!" a mixture of a surprised yelp and moan suddenly escaped her lips as she felt her fellow blue haired girl's remaining fingers amplified their efforts by pushing in. "N-no... ah... I'll..."

Despite her best effort to hold on, there's nothing much the princess could do against Natasha's persistent effort, especially when she's already being worked out just moments ago. With a loud cry, Azami's juices exploded onto Natasha's hand and the mat, her body stiffened for a bit for a bit before she flopped down and panted heavily.

“Ough!” Janet groaned, as Natashaâ€s foot slammed into her stomach. She had not expected her friend to be able to react so quickly to her attack. She folded a little as the sole of the blue-haired woman dug deeper into her midsection, and she almost fell backwards onto her butt. Before that could happen, however, Natasha seemed to lose her footing, as it were, and Janet was able to remain on top of the French girl, locked in a passionate kiss with her, the girlâ€s pale toes wiggling across her pussy lips.

“Mmm,” Janet moaned into the kiss, her wet sex only getting wetter with the additional stimulation. But she couldnâ€t afford to be distracted. She managed to grab ahold of Natashaâ€s wrist, but pulling the girlâ€s hand out of Azamiâ€s sex was more difficult than Lady Lakota had anticipated. At the same time, the hand that she had intended to shove inside of her loverâ€s womanhood was intercepted by Natasha, and, though Janet could feel the familiar warmth of the Japanese princessâ€s sex at the very tips of her fingers, Natashaâ€s hold on the hand prevented it from entering Azami properly.

Beneath her, Janet could feel Azami wiggling, trying to crawl away—realizing that she was unlikely to be able to dislodge Natashaâ€s fingers and replace them with her own without the French girl interfering, Janet would decide to help her lover, lifting herself up and grabbing at Natashaâ€s wrist with both hands, trying to do what she could to stem the tide. Unfortunately, it was too little, too late, as her loverâ€s resistance broke down at last, and Janet felt a light splash of Azamiâ€s juices on her own hands as Natasha made the Japanese princess cum.