Richter Scale Match - Char vs Alyssa

Ooh, a good reaction. Char's weakness to carnal pleasures was always handy, not that she'd need to exploit it for much longer. It seemed that she was adapting to it, though. Her grip on the probing digits that invaded her sex was keeping Alyssa from fully exploiting her as she wished. With both hands ensnared by the blonde's, the Bomber could have outmuscled her. But she chose a different path to breaking loose.

She stepped in, looking Char in the eyes as she went for yet another kiss! At that very moment, she was vulnerable to attack. But if the blonde failed to react in time, the match could very well be decided at this point.

Char seemed to freeze for a second as she noticed her opponent's face drawing closer on her. Her mind was screaming for her to move away as soon as possible, but it was too late. Within a split second, their lips had already found each other again.

"Mmm!" Char yelped into Alyssa's mouth, caught by surprise in her most vulnerable spot.

Her head shook lightly before she began to get distracted again. Her grip on both her opponent's arms loosened as her mind blanked out again. She merely clinging onto Alyssa as it was, leaving herself almost completely exposed!

"Mmmh..." the blonde purred cutely, her cheeks blushing as her eyes narrowed.

Oh, Alyssa did love this expression on Char's face. Gently pulling herself out of the blonde's grasp, one hand started pulling her opponent's clothes up to expose and pinch her wonderfully formed breasts. Her other hand dipped into Char's wet sex, languidly pumping two fingers in and out as she started to work the girl over again. This time, she wasn't going to race Char to a finish. No, she'd make the girl beg for her release.

And to do that, she'd have to be slow and deliberate. She'd have to bring her opponent to the edge over and over again until her will crumbled. Only then would she trigger the explosion that'd end the match and Char's struggle to win.

Char yelped and jumped slightly as Alyssa's hand pinched her breast, but barely reacting otherwise apart from purring and moaning into her opponent's mouth. Her arms dropped on her side for a bit as she was helpless from the combination of the kiss, breasts groping and fingering from Alyssa which turned her feeble once again. Even the shouting of the fans only passed as echoes to her ears.

Eventually she would start to regain her senses, though, and would grab the arm of Alyssa which was stimulating her sex with both hands, although she's not really pulling it yet. It's almost too irresistible to keep her opponent's fingers inside her sex, especially when she's brought closer and closer to another orgasm with each stroke!

"Uhmmhh..."

Alyssa almost lost herself for a few moments. The lights and jeering had faded away, and the ring had been her world. It was only Char and her on the stage, passionate and gentle. At least, that was what she felt until the blonde's hands broke her from her spell. Suddenly, realization of what was happening came flooding back to her. Ah, this was a performance. Right.

She pulled her head back for a few seconds as her right hand slowed its incessant thrusting. Her right thumb began to lazily circle around Char's clit as her index and middle finger drew back and reinserted themselves at a snail's pace. She could feel each shudder of the blonde's body, delighting in how torturously slow she was dragging the girl to her climax.

"Should I stop?" She asked teasingly, tweaking Char's nipples as she did.

Char groaned as the kiss was broken, her head tilted to the side as she still had that silly expression on her face. It took a couple of seconds until she was snapped out of her trance. Letting out a soft, surprised gasp, the blonde arched her back, gripping Alyssa's arm harder out of reflex before moaning.

The slow, torturous stimulation at her womanhood starting to make her body twitching uncontrollably, and yet she couldn't really bring herself to stop Alyssa's hand even if she know another orgasm could have finished her off.

"A-ahh...? Haa... Hiii...?!" her babbling concluded with a rather high pitched squeak as Alyssa tweaked her nipple.

Victory. This was it! Alyssa shrugged ever so lightly with a naughty smile on her face as she moved her left hand away from Char's chest. With one last gesture, she could confirm if the blonde really had given up on winning. Looking into her opponent's lust-glazed eyes with amusement, she slowly withdrew her right hand from Char's twitching womanhood.

If the blonde tried to hold her hand in place, she would take it as the sign of her accepting defeat. But if she let Alyssa withdraw... Well then, that would be an interesting change.

Char looked clearly confused as she felt Alyssa's hand began to withdraw from her dripping womanhood. It was a match, so normally she should be relieved that she didn't have to endure another orgasm in front of the audiences. However, part of her seemed to be desperate to have an actual relief from being teased oh so slowly by her opponent. She initially tried to keep Alyssa's fingers in, but her mind seemed to waver as her grip would be loosened gradually, allowing the girl's hand to withdraw from her sex.

"Aaa... ahh...!" she moaned as Alyssa's digits brushing her inner walls lightly on their way out.

The blonde felt like she's hearing voices from inside her head. One of them telling her to jam her opponent's fingers back in again, while the other telling her to keep resisting. Char gripped Alyssa's fingers again, but not exactly moving it in or out as she looked at the girl with a vexed expression. Gritting her teeth, the blonde's shaky hands finally pulled the fingers of her opponent... out.

"Guh!" she groaned before stumbling backwards after she let go of Alyssa's hand, ultimately causing her to crash onto her back with a thud.

The referee signaled that the blonde had cause enough shake to the ring to receive the penalty.

Alyssa was shocked, to say the least. To think that the weak-willed Char was actually capable of resisting... Hmph. Well then, she still had to lose. But even if that was the case, the Bomber was going to make this last climax a mind numbing one. It was only fair, given how hard the blonde had fought. No more domination or recourse.

"You did real good, you know." She said softly as she kneeled beside Char. "Don't give in. Not to me or anybody, okay? Just because you ain't winning today doesn't mean tomorrow won't be better."

Alyssa ruffled her counterpart's golden hair. Alright, time to bury the hatchet. She laid down and moved Char over so that the model would be laying on top of her. With the penalty beginning now, she got to work. Her probing fingers invaded the blonde's sex again, though she'd also go and thrust two fingers from her other hand into Char's anus. Assaulted on two fronts, it was undoubtedly going to put her counterpart on a bullet-train to her climax.

But she'd watch for those signs. And just before Char was about to orgasm, she'd complete the trinity by giving the blonde a French kiss.

Char was panting heavily, her legs shaking as the denied pleasure was frustrating both her mind and body. She could only give Alyssa a weak nod, and let the girl laid her on top, wondering what her opponent was going to do. The blonde squealed as Alyssa's fingers returned to her sex, even louder when she felt the girl's other digits invaded her rear hole.

"Kyaaahhh!!! W-what are you...?!"

Her eyes widened and her lower half would began to wiggle around in protest, but she knew this was her penalty, and accepted it reluctantly while grimacing. Soon enough however, the pleasure began to calm her down, and despite still feeling a bit uncomfortable with the whole anal thing, her lips only moaned instead of protesting. Her silly expression returned, as she was driven crazy with the stimulation, never felt anything like this before.

"Haa...! Haaaaa...!" her moaning became louder as her orgasm getting closer. "Hmmpp!" the blonde yelped into Alyssa's mouth as she was kissed passionately.

With the girl's tongue lashing at her own, the blonde was driven into another trance, her eyes rolled as she was glued into her opponent. Her mind went blank, and before too long, she let a long drawn moan into Alyssa's mouth, her pussy tightened for a bit until the eventual, explosive climax happened. The blonde's womanhood burst and continued to spasm for a couple of seconds as she rode her orgasms, her juices splattering all over Alyssa's fingers, body, and the mat. Her eyes narrowed and narrowed, until they eventually closed as she limped out on top of the girl, passing out from the intense pleasure.