Riza Hawkeye vs. Keith Fox II - Twice Shy

[The_Soul_of_Kia]

Riza was mixed between disappointment and respect as Keith broke the kiss and backed away from their near embrace. Disappointed at the loss of pleasurable contact, but impressed at his skill and smarts in backing away instead of giving in to the pleasure. He was firing her up all right, her pussy damp. She was going to have to be careful, there was a real chance she could lose this match the way Keith was going!

"Smart boy, getting so-WOAH!"

Ironically, Risa should have copied the man, she hadn't expected him to immediately go on the attack the way he did, and his sudden jump took her off guard, his legs wrapping around her neck and she went over, flipped onto her back and landing with a face full of his denim covered crotch!

Had...had she been underestimating him this whole time!?

[BlackAkuma]

Whew, he’d never actually done that move in a match. Happy to say, he did not completely fuck it up on the first try, which was a distinct possibility - falling flat on his ass would not have been good for Keith’s brand.

It didn’t just work, it worked perfectly, throwing Riza for a loop and leaving him on top, straddling her chest. He let her enjoy the view for a few seconds, before he scooted back and lay on top of her, pinning her to the canvas. One hand moved up to grab her wrist and pin it down, while the other came to her chest and pulled at her outfit, just enough to expose a breast to the fresh air.

”Sorry for the rough stuff.” He began to grind his hips against hers and dipped down to her chest to run his tongue along her nipple, tracing a thin line of saliva around the areola. ”Let me make it up to you.”

[The_Soul_of_Kia]

Hawkeye had been caught, dead to rights, by the streamer, and the pain in her back and shoulders was testament to that.

Keith wasted no time taking advantage of that fact either, laying his body to pin hers, pinning one of her wrists down while his hips ground down into hers, one of her pale jiggling breasts exposed, to the crowds delight.

To her credit, Hawkeye wasnt passive. She writhed, bucked her hips, tried to force the heavier man off of her...but the coos and pleasant noises she made made it clear that she was deeply enjoying the work of his tongue on her breast, her nipple stiffening against his tongue, her body staying hot and flushed against his own.

"Uhhh...mmmm...your tongue is great...but im still gonna make you cum!" She said, trying to sound defiant...but goddamn he knew how to turn her on!

[BlackAkuma]

Riza wasn’t wrong. She was going to make him cum, and there was no way around that at this point - he could try to fight it, but she was too hot, coming on too strong, too fast.

But that was the trick, wasn’t it? Kieth didn’t need to keep from cumming. He needed to keep from cumming first.

With that philosophy in mind, Keith drove harder and faster and wilder than ever before, even as Riza worked her magic below. She was good, really damned good, but Keith bit his lip and held on, trying to ride the waves all the way out. Just a little more, just a little longer. ”Come on, come on, come on...”