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Sounds perfect Wahhhh, I don’t wanna

Advantage, Dave

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“Oh Fuck!”  says Tabitha ‘the tornado’ Barbour.  

Famous for leaving a trail of broken studs in her trail, Tabitha was well on her way to ‘muscle’ Dave Parker’s destruction. 

Her decision to Queen his face was partly with an intent for more pleasure and partly in the desire to limit his air and solidify her growing dominance over this strong guy.  

His tongue turns the tables for a few minutes leading to her trembling climax which changes the score from 3:0 to 3:1.  

Parker’s ascendancy is short lived though and Barbour’s next move, a cowgirl, leads muscle Dave to cum his guts out.  

Unable to continue, the match ends at 4:1 with Jessica leaving another broken man behind her.  

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The champ found herself thrust up against the wall.
The challenger was resolute: “Here’s where I fuck you, past your dominance, past your submission, past your pleading for me to stop, past your sanity, past your body’s limits. I’ll show you as much...
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The champ found herself thrust up against the wall.

The challenger was resolute: “Here’s where I fuck you, past your dominance, past your submission, past your pleading for me to stop, past your sanity, past your body’s limits. I’ll show you as much mercy as you did my sister. Only when you’re completely my sub will this be over. Then, it’s a whole new life for you.”

The champ licked her lips. Her confidence wavered and returned. The image of the challenger ’ s fucked out body flashed in her head. All she had to do was make it happen.

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“’Bout to cum again, princess? Here’s your champ of Yonkers, people!”
On a webcam that usually shows the voracious Heidi Wagner dismantling some challenging stud, Tithunter Ian Slone dictates a decidedly different show.
He picks apart New York’s...

“’Bout to cum again, princess?  Here’s your champ of Yonkers, people!”

On a webcam that usually shows the voracious Heidi Wagner dismantling some challenging stud, Tithunter Ian Slone dictates a decidedly different show.  

He picks apart New York’s celebrated local champ so completely that for the last hour, it seems that she’s willingly participating in her own procession to being a mindless fuck doll.  

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“ Jack’s Quest. Part 7: Final Destruction.Jack felt himself come instantly alive as she entered the room. Her body bore not an ounce of fat, her arms and shoulders were chiseled and strong, her chest muscles uplifting perfect...
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 Jack’s Quest. 

Part 7: Final Destruction.

Jack felt himself come instantly alive as she entered the room. Her body bore not an ounce of fat, her arms and shoulders were chiseled and strong, her chest muscles uplifting perfect breasts firm yet soft, her legs toned yet supple, her abs were a picture of muscle and sinew. He had not imagined a tighter six-pack, especially on a woman, nor imagined they would look so damned sexy. Her black hair was pulled into a no-nonsense ponytail and framed dark eyes that seemed to blaze with fire. They had not yet even touched and he could already feel the blood rushing through his veins, pumping hot through his pounding heart, and filling his cock up with needful heat.

Lauren had just cum for what felt like the tenth time since they had begun. From the moment he had first touched her. This earthly god with his courageously sinewed chest and dark, storm-bearing eyes. He had known just what to do to make her skin burn and her tender parts to tingle in joyful excitement. Every slice of his tongue sent flames soaring through her nipples and he played her clit like a violin string which had not stopped resonating from the last time he sent her mind soaring blankly with the intensity of his sex. They had taken each other a dozen or more ways and she whined in disbelief as she felt her pussy gushing yet again for his unbreakable cock. He had already fucked three heavy loads deep within her and still she could feel the unabating power in his hands as he crushed her breast-flesh, holding her steady as he continued forcing her along the path to heaven and hell. Camila grunted savagely through her teeth as she dug her long nails into his thighs and squeezed down desperately along his invading shaft, her exhausted body turning crimson from the strain.

She had already pulled three loads of cum from his aching balls and Jack could feel her tightening up, ready to drain what might be the last feeble rope of cum from his failing balls. Even as he launched his hips forward and up again and again, his lower back burning with fire, he could feel her nails slicing into his flesh, pulling him in as the hottest cunt he had ever felt gripped him like a fist. Jack let out a mournful groan as she rotated her hips ‘just-that-way’ sending a wave of pleasure up along his shaft and through what was left of his melting brain. Her breasts were firm yet soft in his grasp and he could feel the heat of her hardened nipples like points of fire burning into his palms.

Lauren could feel his sweat dripping along her own glistening body. With her eyes closed she could sense the steam rising between them as their skin burned hot. Somehow his lips had found hers, his tongue hers, and for long moments she had been taken away, all sense of time and purpose melting away under the insistent desire borne within his kiss. She had mounted him, thinking to fuck his hardness into surrender, even drawing out a fourth mighty eruption of thick, white spunk. But it had only driven her into yet another wailing orgasm as he somehow knew to blast his load straight into her trembling clit, pinching her nipples savagely at just the right moment.

They had been fucking for hours and he could feel the sweat dripping into his eyes, burning as they went. His cock was burning as well, his balls having long ago given up the last of what he had thought to be a heroic supply of seed. Still she wanted more, more than he had left to give. All he could do was keep thrusting, screaming as he bit back to the flames tearing up along his spine as she continued crushing his cock between the molten walls of her cunt. A cunt that was devouring him wolfishly, like nothing he had every felt. He wanted to cum again, to end it, to feed her rapacious hole one last, heart-bursting surge of cum and collapse. Simply to succumb to the overwhelming power of her burning flesh and allow himself to be annihilated, broken, consumed. But his balls had nothing left to give and his only out was to simply allow the fiery pain slicing through his back, hips and cock to take him away.

There was nothing left of her. Her mind and will had disintegrated long ago under hours of constant ruin. Her pussy lips and her clit were numb with unending agony. She has squandered away every ounce of strength left to her in a futile effort to match him stroke for stroke. Lauren buried her head in between the pillows and screamed with the last gasp of air held by her heaving lungs. Anguish as she had never known before was tearing through her tormented body. She heard him roar again, a beast thrusting and grinding down into the wretchedness of her fucked-out gash. Each thrust, each touch of his flesh along hers sent electric shocks ripping up along her spine, making each nerve in her body ignite in a symphony of misery. His hands gripped her ankles like steel and she could feel her hips cracking like glass as he spread her open wide and plunged his meat directly into her burned-out clit. She gripped him hard, letting out one last wail, hoping for all she was worth that the beast would be merciful as it shattered her forever.

She strode through the wreckage of the room surveying with a smile the wreckage she has wrought. Both fighters, whom she had trained so very well, lay unmoving on the floor. Their bodies were broken. As were their minds and their souls. She had promised them both heaven. Heaven in the form of the touch of her own fingers on their skin. Her lips against their own. The taste of her sex upon their tongues. Ella bent down and laid her hand upon their chests. Their hearts beat wildly, even in their beggared state, their bodies still shivering with the fear of their exhaustion. With demon-red lips Ella whispered soothing words into their ears, pleased at the slight leaping shiver it caused. Both Jack and Lauren had fought well for her, for their Enchantress. They had practically destroyed each other for her sake. When they awoke she would start rebuilding them; stitching their broken minds back together as she saw fit. Perfect, beautiful sexual slaves to add to her collection.

Last year’s were getting rather dull after all

Ella, known to some as ‘Enchantress’, to others as something more infernal, knelt between them letting her long, fiery nails play through their hair. She shuddered slightly as she breathed in the scent of their sweat and their sex. For a moment she considered waking them, of having the pleasure of their tired fingers and tongues. But there was time for that later. For now, the ‘Enchantress’ simply returned her lips to their quivering ears… and began to play.

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World champ, the Kenyan Cannonball is met with a cock craving challenger.  Appearing out of nowhere she puts him on his back and uses him for her every pleasure.  She radiates energy and never loses the sexual initiative.  

Although she cumms multiple times, she always seems to want more, screwing him through his multiple cumms and eventually rendering the champ unconscious.  

She leaves him as mysteriously as she appeared.    

Will he ever see her again?  Could she take him in a real match?   

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There is a down-side to being a Sex-League Titan, crushing your opponent’s frail cocks and feeble clits under the intense sexual heat between your thighs. Unstoppable, unquenchable, you have fucked yet another pitiful contender into a near coma, dragging hot loads of cum out of his flagging cock until he is barely able to move, listening to him gasp for mercy. And yet you, yourself remain unsatisfied once again. Your hot, hungry, insatiable cunt bursting with juices and yet unable to find that final, incredible release. 

Riding your defeated opponent far past the limits of exhaustion, you fuck his flagging cock desperately hoping that he can stay hard just long enough for you to feel that wonderful explosion of pleasure deep in your belly. You chase it hard and fast, feeling it just on the edge, feeling that warmth growing slowly in your thighs. Your nipples are so fucking hard. So fucking sensitive. Fuck! Oh, Fuck! Pleeeeeease… just a little more. Just a little more! Your cunt is gushing now, so ready to cum, only moments away. So close, so fucking close. But his cock has given all it can give and you can already feel it softening between your starving cunt-walls. You scream in frustration as his body fail under you. Just a few more moments! You drive on harder, fucking yourself as deep and hard as you can. “Just a little more!” you scream! You need it. Just one fucking hard gushing cum! You are right there. You can fucking feel it. Just…. just … a … little… FUCK!! Not again! Just a little more! Just…yes… yes.. oh, fuck… oh, fuck…. please… please… plea…

FUUUUUUUCK!!!

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This is so perfectly expressed!

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