Here's for you, Horesman
Our sexfight is drawing to a finale as I ride Monica, my shapely thighs wrapped around her toned waist, my pert ass planted on her lower back, and my 34D's pressed into her back as she struggles to shake me off, all the while I'm reaching behind and fingering her dripping pussy with ferocity whilst my other hand has a firm grasp around one of her enormous breasts, my fingers kneading the soft flesh. I already know Monica is struggling to stay in this fight. As she crawls on all fours her movements have gradually become slower, she is no longer able to try and shake me off with the same energy as before. Instead my busty opponent has started to succumb to my relentless torment of pleasure, as my fingers glide in and out of her moist, warm and now swollen pussy lips; her only response is a faint whimpering sound coming from her mouth.
As if finally accepting defeat, Monica's body suddenly begins to shudder, her whimpering turning to moans of pleasure mixed with fear, and in that moment her pussy erupts with her warm juices, squirting like a fountain and forcing out my fingers from within her. Consumed by sexual release, her body goes limp and she topples onto her side, causing me to fall to the floor too. I clamber to my knees, overlooking the beautiful sight before me, as the once confident and experienced Monica lies in a puddle of her own sticky juices, curled in a ball as she whimpers with a mixture of disbelief and humiliation, tears streaming down her pretty face.
Unfortunately for my once worthy opponent, the humiliation is not yet over. I reach for a seat beside our makeshift ring and grab hold of a set of handcuffs and a very large strapon; my favoured weapon over the years, with its 12inch dildo having owned many rivals in its time. With Monica still whimpering on the floor beside me, I attach the strapon, which instantly brings back the familiar joy inside me that tells me I’m about to give a girl a good time! Moving across to Monica, I take hold of her wrists, moving her arms behind her back and applying the handcuffs. Overcome with emotion, she does not resist, her defenceless body accepting defeat.
Repositioning her legs wide in front of me as she lays flat on her back, tears continue to stream down Monica’s face. She mumbles, showing signs of defiance as she becomes aware of her situation. “This is so you remember who the better sexfighters is”, I say, leaning over her body and smiling down at her distraught looking face. With her legs spread wide and her pussy in full view, I wrap my legs around Monica’s shapely thighs, our legs now entwined as I want to ensure I can keep her pussy in position throughout the coming onslaught.
Taking the large strapon in my hands, I slowly force the thick dildo into her cum drenched pussy. Monica lets out a further whimper as the strapon begins to enter inside her, becoming a loud “eeeiii!!!” as I force the strapon deeper inside her womanhood using my hips for leverage. With all 12inches of the strapon now inside my defeated foe, I lean over and look into her face once more. “Try not to struggle honey” I smirk as I grab a handful of her breasts in each hand and begin to work the soft mass between my fingers. Shifting my hips back, I slide the dildo back through her pussy, before rapidly thrusting foreward with my hips. Monica let out a loud “ooohhhh!” as the full length of the dildo re-submerged. Not wanting to let her forget this experience, I slammed her pussy back and forth for a long time, using my firm grip on her large breasts for leverage, as the back and forth action of my hips acted as a milking technique, squeezing her mammories with every thrust. After a short while, and little to none resistance, Monica’s body once more went into a wild spasm, as, almost synchronised, her pussy squirted the remainder of its juices whilst her huge breasts spurted milk through the air, splattering my face as well as her own. With her body leaking the last of its fluids, Monica fell unconscious. With the gigantic strapon still dripping with her cum, I leaned in, kissed her soft lips and whispered gently, “consider yourself owned honey.”
