Nerissa Labong vs Clara GASTER - Humiliation Endurance Oil Hentai Match

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”MHHHHAAAAA!”

Clara couldn’t help but let out a pleasurable cry, as Nerissa managed to trail her tongue across her pussy one final time before finally freeing herself from Nerissa’s overwhelming finisher.

Clara took deep breaths as she got back up to an upright position on her knees, her sex throbing. Her mind was a complete mess, demanding more contact with Nerissa, more pleasure, despite the fact that the British woman knew that too much of it would overwhelm her. From there, she would either be knocked out, or would be forced to admit defeat.

While Nerissa was getting up, Clara would rush her rival, trying to take her by surprise! Swiftly, she snaked her legs around Nerissa’s body, trapping her in her favourite and least favourite hold ever - Bodyscissors!

Clara tried to slip behind Nerissa, trying to make sure her head was right behind her rival’s…and her boobs mashed specifically against her back:

”Rissa…why do you think that I am so awful…”, Clara would whisper in her rival’s ear, as she slowly wrapped her arms around her rival’s, as she tried to trap her in a Full Nelson:

”That I am so rude so as to not treat you like you deserve…”

While maintaining the hold of Nerissa’s arms, Clara’s hands would carefully approach her rival’s breasts, carefully stroking them, while rubbing her boobs against her rival’s back to bring her pleasure!

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She tried not to waste time. Even though a minute ago she was the one in the leading position, the Echidna was sure that if Clara was able to escape from her hold, then she would be able to immediately launch her own offensive. Therefore, the Native American woman tried to take an upright position to prepare for a possible attack by her rival.

But she didn't make it in time. As soon as she got to her knees, Clara immediately threw both legs forward, wrapping them around Nerissa's waist. The Echidna's eyes widened and she let out a strangled moan of pain. Because of the passion between them, she had forgotten how strong her rival was. Just for a second, but the pain literally stunned her, and that second was enough for Clara to change her position and find herself behind Nerissa.

"Mmmmmmm..." she moaned as Clara's luscious breasts pressed against her back. "I... MMMMGGGHHHH!!!!"

Nerissa really wanted to respond to the brunette's words, but the full Nelson hold prevented her. Her arms were blocked and her muscles were filled with pain. Considering this, as well as the fact that Clara's legs were still squeezing her waist, she literally found herself at the mercy of her rival.

Holding the Native American woman in place, Clara began caressing her breasts, which caused Nerissa to close her eyes and bite her lower lip. For a few moments she tried to keep her composure, but then she just couldn't ignore the pleasure that pulsed through her body.

"I... mmmmm... don't think... maaaahhh... you're awful... MMMMHHHH... at all..." She said through the continued moaning. "Not... mmmmmaaahhhmmm today..."

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Besides her breast, something else that Nerissa would be able to feel as Clara pressed against her was her quickening heart. Each moan of pleasure from Nerissa quickened her heart, quickened her pace of breathing. It went even more out of control as Nerissa responded to her question, causing the Brit to bite her lip.

Her strategy continued to evolve, as she shifted her right hand, releasing the full nelson to transition it to a Half-Nelson, risking freeing one of her rival’s arms as she aimed her free hand downwards, past her own bodyscissors, to caress Nerissa’s well-built abs. Each of her strokes was aiming lower and lower, all the way towards Nerissa’s sex.

”Aaaaaaah…just…mmmmhhh…today?”

Clara would warmly kiss Nerissa’s neck, before whispering in her ear once more:

”We have so much…mmm…animosity with each other. Aaaah…I…I don’t know why? I respect you. As a competitor…aaand as a rival…”, Clara would legitimately explain to Nerissa, pausing for another series of kisses on her neck before continuing:

”I want us…mmmmmh…to not hate each other…not just today…”, Clara would finish to her rival, putting the full stop to her statement as she gave her rival’s sex a careful stroke…

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While Clara's lush breasts pressed pleasantly against Nerissa's back, she also felt as if something was pushing her. It took her a moment to realize that it was the brunette's heartbeat. Even though it was Clara who was in the leading position right now, she was no less excited than the Native American woman.

When Nerissa's right hand was free, she moved it back and grabbed a handful of Clara's hair at its base. However, she didn't even try to push her opponent away, so it would be more correct to say that she just hugged the brunette's head. Just in time, because the next second Nerissa let out a long moan.

"Mmmmaaaahhhh!!!"

Clara's touch on her oiled abs was truly magical. It was as if an electric current had pierced her body. The British woman probably noticed this because, to further enhance the effect, she began showering Nerissa's neck with kisses. And her words... oh, those words...

Yes, even now Nerissa remembered how it all started. Clara was the reason for her first defeat in LAW. But if Nerissa could possibly come to terms with defeat itself, she couldn't come to terms with the fact that Clara looked down on her at that moment. It poisoned the soul of the Native American woman, it literally soaked her with hatred for the brunette. She wanted to make her regret it. She wanted Clara to feel as humiliated as she felt after that match.

But what about now? Now, when Nerissa continued to moan from every touch and every kiss of this woman. Was it really just about sex and pleasure? Did Nerissa really still hate Clara and only want her to suffer?

"Clara... mmmmm... I..." Nerissa began to speak through moans, but then the fingers of the British woman ran over her pussy. "MMMMAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!"

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Clara could feel her sex tingling with excitement. Part of her knew that the moment Nerissa escaped or was let go, the Brit would be very easily brought to the edge by her sexy rival. So right now, her mission was to keep Nerissa pleasured, hopefully bringing her to another climax as well.

The other part of her mind still mulled over her relationship with her rival. She definitely didn’t see her as “a rookie with an attitude” anymore. She was a great wrestler, respectful when the moment called for it…even if she felt she still had an attitude problem. Even if this match was created to humiliate the Brit, by this point, both competitors have thoroughly enjoyed the encounter. Clara held no anger towards Nerissa… question was, was the feeling mutual?

Clara continued to stroke Nerissa’s sex and pepper her neck with kisses…before heading for the finishing touch of her holds. She would transition her arm that was trapping Nerissa’s limb to her head, wrapping it around, though making sure to not squeeze her finishing Dragon Sleeper too tightly. With her other hand, she would attempt to press 2 of her fingers inside Nerissa’s sex…

”It’s ok…mmmgh…don’t worry. That can all wait. We need to enjoy this while it lasts…”

Lastly, though needing to turn her head at an uncomfortable angle, she would press her lips against Nerissa’s, warmly kissing her rival to bring her to a climax!

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She never thought that she would be able to experience something like this during a match with Clara. But now Nerissa could only completely surrender to the waves of pleasure passing through her body. Clara's fingers glided quickly but smoothly over the Native American woman's pussy covered with oil and juices. She felt so good that she just didn't have the strength to respond to the brunette's words.

Suddenly, she felt that her left arm was now free too. But before she could even think about what the British woman was up to, Clara wrapped her arm around the Echidna's neck. This not only caused Nerissa to arch even more in her back, but also made it difficult for her to breathe. No, Clara hadn't tried to strangle her, but now that she was starting to lack oxygen, her sensations were magnified many times over.

"Mmmm!!! Mmmmaaaaaaa!!!"

Clara's whisper caused goosebumps on her back, and a moment later the brunette joined their lips in a hot kiss. Trying not to forget about the need to breathe, Nerissa responded to her rival with her unnaturally long tongue. Without noticing it, she began to move her legs slightly, bringing them together and spreading them apart. It was a clear sign that she was getting closer to orgasm again. Clara undoubtedly felt it too, because as soon as Nerissa began to move her legs, she immediately stuck two fingers into her pussy to the maximum depth.

"MMMMMHHHHHHHMMFFFFHHH!!!!!!!" If it hadn't been for their kiss, Nerissa would probably have screamed at the top of her voice in pleasure.

Her right hand tightened on a handful of Clara's hair. Nerissa pressed her rival's head even harder against hers, deepening their kiss. Sex was an integral part of her life, but she saw it as a way to have a good time and relieve tension. But with Clara... with Clara, she felt something much more pleasant than just physical pleasure.

After making another moan through the kiss due to the approaching orgasm, the Echidna accidentally discovered that her left hand was now just lying in oil. It was difficult for her to control her thoughts at that moment, but she knew one thing for sure. If she has the opportunity to give her opponent more pleasure, she should not miss it.

Therefore, bending her left arm at the elbow, Nerissa tried to reach Clara's pussy. Given their current position, she had no doubt that there would be plenty of free space. And although it is unlikely that she would have been able to twist her hand so much as to stick her fingers into Clara's pussy, nothing could have prevented her from starting to make circular movements in the area of the brunette's clitoris.

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”MffffFFFFFF!!!”, Clara moaned into the kiss as she pleasured Nerissa in her finishing Dragon Sleeper, feeling Nerissa’s long tongue probing her mouth, though the Brit still tried to wrestle back the kiss and maintain control, all the while her arm was lightly squeezing at Nerissa’s neck, and her other hand continued to probe her sex. Nerissa, for her part, would spread her legs wider, giving Clara an easier access to her sex…

She gave the Native American pauses, trying to make sure she had enough air to breathe, but every attempt resulted in Nerissa grabbing at the Brit’s hair, and pressing her closer to her face to keep the kiss in place!

”Who am I to deny anything to such a beauty…”, Clara would think, closing her eyes as she enjoyed the kiss, and tried to bring Nerissa closer and closer to a climax…

”Mf…mff…Mfff?! MFFFFF!”

Clara’s eyes opened wide as she realized that Nerissa’s free hand was now at her own sex, completely open to pleasure from her rival! Clara was already turned on by both her own hold, and Nerissa trapping her in her own finisher earlier! It wouldn’t take long for Nerissa to drive her to a breaking point…but Clara knew she was so close to making her rival pop…

”And oh…oh…this kiss…I can’t…”

“Mffff…mfffffffff…”

Clara’s body and mind both were in agreement. The pleasurable sensation and her advantage, slipping as it was, were both too valuable to give up. Although melting at her rival’s touch, Clara continued with the Dragon Sleeper, kissing, and fingerbanging combo!

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“Fuck... oh fuck... ohhhh...” Nerissa's mind couldn't form any clear thought because all the Native American woman was thinking about was pleasure.

She had never been in the habit of keeping people around. She found it very impractical. Besides, Nerissa had too free-spirited a temperament. But at that moment, she did not want to let go of Clara even for a second, which is why she involuntarily wrapped her right arm around the brunette's head, preventing her from moving her head back.

The moans of both women grew louder and louder. Clara undoubtedly liked the use that Nerissa found for her left hand. But although the British woman was rapidly approaching orgasm, there was hardly any chance that she would get ahead of Nerissa in this. The combination of deft fingers in her pussy, their passionate kiss and lack of oxygen became something like a powder keg in the midst of a fire. And, as it is easy to guess, such a situation can lead to only one outcome.

“Mmm... C... mmmmMHHHHMMMM... CLA... MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!!!!!”

Unable to pronounce her rival's name because of the kiss, Nerissa let out a damn loud but at the same time inarticulate moan. Her back arched like an English longbow. Juices gushed out of her pussy, enveloping Clara's fingers. The Echidna's eyes rolled back because of the waves of magical pleasure that swept over her body. She even forgot how to breathe, but at the same time, perhaps only thanks to her animal instincts, she did not forget to continue making circular movements with the fingers of her left hand. So if Clara loses her composure, then her next orgasm will return Nerissa to the lead in the match.

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Despite Nerissa managing to find a way to pleasure Clara, her other hand would force the Brit’s head towards her, ensuring that Clara wouldn’t let go of the kiss… at least, until the climax. This pretty much meant that it was difficult for Nerissa to draw oxygen to her body, as Clara was unable to separate away from her rival…both physically and mentally. She was enjoying this predicament so much, wishing it would never end, wishing that there wasn’t a punishment for the loser awaiting at the end…

Finally, Nerissa would let out a loud moan into the kiss, trying and failing to scream Clara’s name, as her pussy gushed out waves of juice. Everything from Nerissa’s climax, on top of her rival still stroking her sex, threatened to overwhelm the British woman!

”Mfff…mmm…Ri-Ri…Mmmmmm!!!”

As Nerissa’s climax subsided, Clara released her hold, untangling her arms and legs from around the Native American beauty, breaking the kiss, and shoving herself away from her rival, breaking her contact with her sex! In the end, a single thought of victory, a single wish of beating Nerissa won out in Clara’s mind, as she slid up to her knees, her sex throbbing. Clara had to keep her hand away from her pussy, afraid of a single touch of her own, especially while seeing the beautiful naked figure of her opponent rising, would put her over the edge. She took her time to recover, to make sure Nerissa didn’t pull even further ahead between them now that they were tied by the number of climaxes!

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Damn. It was great. Hormones of happiness coursed through Nerissa's veins, clouding her mind and preventing her from thinking about anything else. Clara was amazing. The Native American woman, despite the high expectations from this match, could not even think that her opponent would be able to make her feel something like this. However, unfortunately, nothing lasts forever. The ecstasy of orgasm began to recede and with it Clara found the strength to create a distance between them.

When this happened, Nerissa remained lying in place. Her body, covered in oil and sweat, was like cotton wool. It was hard for her to remember when she had felt something like this because of sex. It was difficult for her to even raise her hand, let alone make any quick movements. She felt exhausted, even though the exhaustion was pleasant. Nerissa was clearly aware that soon she would have absolutely no strength left to continue the match. But…

“Clara...” she said very quietly.

Nerissa propped herself up on her elbows and looked at her rival. Like her own, Clara's body glistened with oil and sweat. The Native American woman looked at the brunette from head to toe and her lower lip trembled slightly. She's so beautiful. Nerissa was afraid to admit to herself the thoughts that had visited her during their meeting in the cafe. But now... now she just couldn't fool herself anymore.

“I... want you...”

With this simple but sincere confession, Nerissa stretched out her right leg, smoothly sliding her toes over Clara's calf. As if not wanting to scare her, she was going to reach for her opponent's foot and grab it. If Clara hadn't objected, Nerissa would have pulled the brunette towards her, at the same time leaning forward in order to close the distance between them. Her goal was very simple. If they were close enough to each other, she would have thrown her left leg over Clara's right leg, thereby ending up in the position of crossed scissors. And even though it's obvious why she did it, she wasn't going to be the one to start it, because she wanted to hear something first.

“And you?..” she asked with a bright blush on her cheeks, which absolutely no one had seen before that day.