His power runs out and she gets what she has fought for.
She pulled him in, trying to make him cum. She knew she was close - and if he didn’t climax soon - she would.
Lindsey thought she was the shit, for screwing Jack’s tool for half an hour. She even coaxed a part of a cum out of him.
When he rolled her over and filled her fully, the illusions of her dominance evaporated. Somehow, the tatoo runes of power on her back didn’t help and she was then screwed into four successive orgasms to end this best of seven match.
“Hold on Chrissie, you’ve almost got him.”
[sarcasm thought] (Yeah, right!) [\sarcasm thought]
In the first round they are not even fully naked but they are both bringing the heavy artillery out. Middle finger vaginal massage with a flat hand to the clit is duking it out with a ball cupping cock jacking.
They both feel the sensations and tension building and they know that the first one who relents will be the one who cums first.
One will fail.
Who do you think it will be? Her - or him?
Ella’s soft neck conducts unmitigated pleasure to her brain. Ann’s initial success builds on itself and Ella soon finds herself close to surrendering any hope of dominating her new girlfriend - at least tonight.
The Uberfuck of Munich:
Eva has worn out every man or woman who has dared challenge her for the sexfight title in Munich. The area of her dominance increases by square miles at a time.
Here, she is working on pulling the juice out of Carl, the local champ from nearby Ebersberg.
So it was Mardi Gras and we were in a New Orleans downtown sex club. There were six athletic Kiwi Rugby players in for the event. Most of the crowd was out at a passing night parade. After some thought and some hushed discussion, I get my husband to make them a bet. The bet, for 200 dollars a round, is that I could make them cum before they can do the same to me. A small room was semi-private but perfect for us. The first four went down one at a time. The last two teamed up on me - but the outcome was the same.
Their emotions were turbulent, each of them were somewhat sexually satisfied, but down 200 bucks. They weren’t so sore after I declared a round two - no risk on their part and a chance to redeem themselves and I let myself go.
It was seven on one because my husband joined. There is nothing like being completely the center of attention and still not being able to tend to everybody.
I think each of the Kiwi’s came again and I know I came at least four different times. Oral, anal, vaginal, nipple and clitoral stimulation - all at once is something to be experienced.
I got my brains fucked out.
We wanted this to be a perfect experience for our visitors so we gave them back the twelve hundred dollars and they said we were the best Yanks they had met.
Imagine us southerners - Yanks. *smile* Still, I will always have a place in my heart for New Zealand Kiwis.