Love on the Beach! Ishtar vs. Naya

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Ishtar panted softly beneath Naya, allowing the silver-haired beauty to have her way now that she had finally scored a victory. It has been hard fought on both sides, but a critical mistake on Ishtar's part left a vulnerability that Naya was able to exploit. The goddess was gracious in defeat, lying back and leaving her body open, eagerly awaiting what kind of pleasurable punishment Naya had in mind for her.

Naya was taking things slow, lying on top for several seconds just to recover from the strenuous contest. Ishtar appreciated a little break too after just being overwhelmed. But as Naya's movements remained sluggish and uncoordinated, the goddess realized something was wrong. She frowned, looking closely at Naya, a bit worried if she has hit her head or something. But then Naya pushed up off of her chest, and one look into the silver-haired beauty's eyes told Ishtar everything she needed to know.

"Ahhh... She's love drunk," Ishtar thought as Naya pinned down her arms. It was something the goddess was well familiar with, when she first started using aphrodisiacs she experienced it too. She let out a soft moan as Naya locked her legs in a tight grapevine, letting out a soft whine when the surfer babe's strong pale legs split her own thicker dancer legs apart. She looked up at Naya with heavily-lidded expectant eyes, waiting to see what her love-drunk opponent would do next.

The hesitation Ishtar felt from Naya confirmed her suspicions. The goddess was getting a bit tired of waiting, though it seemed after a moment Naya was finally able to decide on a course of action. "Real loving?" Ishtar said in reply, "Alright, show me what you've got!"

Ishtar expected a kiss, so when Naya dove a bit deeper and kissed at her neckline, it made the goddess gasp out softly. The sensation was incredible despite the fact that Naya's lips weren't quite kissing her most sensitive spots. Naya tried to bring their breasts together and rub th.mich the same way the goddess had before. Ishtar's moans quickened, but she could feel that Naya's movements were shorter than hers, unable to maximize the contact between their busts, ending in small jerks as the girl sucked in sharp breaths. But the goddess appreciated the effort.

What was truly disappointing was when Naya tried to grind their crotches together. That did literally nothing for the goddess, as Naya was completely missing the pleasurable spots. It was almost enough to completely kill the mood for the goddess. Naya was working hard, but she was failing to do much to really arouse the goddess, merely making things more and more uncomfortable. And the goddess had a suspicion as to why this was happening.

"Naya! Naya slow down for a moment!" Ishtar said, her voice losing some of its sultry teasing tone to cut through the haze fogging Naya's mind. "Naya, what you're doing isn't working," she was being quite blunt with her disappointment, "Slow yourself down, and enjoy the feeling of our bodies pressing together. Don't worry about trying to work me up. You need to enjoy the feeling first before I can enjoy it!" She hoped that advice would make sense to Naya's love-hazed mind.

[BuckleBuster]

Naya's attempts at intimacy were slowly becoming more than just inadequate; it had devolved into just plain frustrating for them both. The young hentai wrestler had never felt this out of touch before... except for the other time she had been drugged with aphrodisiacs. But she thought tonight would be different, not only because the substance was diluted, or that her opponent was covered in the stuff too, but also because she knew what she was getting into this time.

That seemed to be far from the case however, as her aphrodisiac hazed mind continued to demand an incessant pleasure from her that was just physically impossible to satisfy. But that didn't stop Naya from genuinely doing her best to gratify all their cravings at once, constantly shifting and groaning against Ishtar's body trying to find the one spot that would indulge them all. "Hold tight... sorry just one sec, almost got it..." Naya continued to mumble barely audible apologies as she started noticing Ishtar's body loosening up in boredom, all tension killed by her attempts to provide more pleasure than she could possibly deliver in this state.

All of a sudden her body tensed up as a sharp, stern voice broke through her hazy mind. Naya stopped the one thing that seemed to be working, her suckling of Ishtar's neck, in order to look down on the Goddess of Love as she openly decried her disappointment. "Hey! I'm trying my best ya know!" Naya's nose scrunched up as she scoffed out loud, her tone an equal mix of embarrassment and denial. The fact that Ishtar felt the need to lecture her, a seasoned sex wrestler, was nothing short of condescending... even if the advice was only to her advantage.

"Nobody asked you anyways..." Despite Naya grumbling an ungrateful tune, she couldn't help but mentally acknowledge the unsolicited advice. She didn't think Ishtar had a patronizing bone in her body, but the fact that Naya had brought it out of her alerted the silver-haired surfer to just how sub-par her performance must have been. Deep down through the love-drunk mist, Naya truly wanted to pleasure the Goddess, and though she hated to admit it, Ishtar's advice had done well to clear up some of the mental fog.

Despite her initial objections, Naya willed herself to follow Ishtar's instructions, first by suspending the crotch grinding all together in order to focus on the contact between their chests. Her love-drunk brain reprimanded her for having relinquished the point of contact, but she fought through the urge to return to the unsatisfied region until she had conquered other domains first. Naya's hands released Ishtar's wrists from the mat, instead cradling the back of Ishtar's head and neck, forcing her torso upwards with a harsh yank and driving her opponent even deeper into Naya's frame.

From there she resumed her rub down of her opponent, but true to her words, did so in a slower manner this time. Naya focused on controlling the dilations of her diaphragm until the heaving waves of her belly steadied into calms seas. She stifled a relieved chuckle as she used the newfound rigidity to press up against Ishtar's, every square inch of their torso now in contact as she gyrated her core against her opponent's. Still, she struggled to fully control her breathing, resulting in the occasional jerk against Ishtar's breasts. But for the most part, her tits managed to apply steady pressure against Ishtar's chest, fueled just as much by revenge as they were by Ishtar's advice.

She kept the grapevine, but shifted her body slightly so that her crotch was now overtop Ishtar's waist. The thought of pleasing Ishtar now came second to her own pleasure, so Naya slowly began rubbing her crotch against the woman's pelvis. She sought out subtle curves and ridges with her thighs, driving those features against her pussy in a manner that was as equally memorizing as it was unorthodox. With the cradle forcing their bodies so close together, every point of contact felt like it had the potential to pleasure. Naya began delving into unexplored way to sensualize their bodies, moaning loudly as she rubbed, grinded and grazed their tummies so tight against each other that even the oil couldn't protect their skin from chaffing.

"How's this for enjoying myself, huh?" The question contained a noticeable hint of curiosity behind the rhetorical tone, as if Naya was too proud to outright ask how well she was abiding by Ishtar's advice.

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Ishtar hadn't meant her words as an insult, though after she spoke she quickly realized how it could be taken that way. After all, being told her pleasuring wasn't working would be quite damaging to the ego of any hentai wrestler. Ishtar knew Naya could be doing better, but it seemed that the girl for some reason was making things unnecessarily hard for herself. Hence why the goddess told her to slow down and try to enjoy things for herself first, before trying to pleasure her. Naya was just trying too hard.

The silver-haired babe took the goddess's advice, abandoning her crotch grinding, releasing her wrists to hug her body close and maximize the breast on breast contact. The closeness of their hug made Ishtar moan softly, though Naya's breasts still could not flatten their rivals despite how tight things felt. Ishtar's now freed hands reached up and hugged Naya back as the girl resumed her grinding, the shift in positions giving Naya a much better angle to press down upon Ishtar's body, slowly building back up the heat that had been lost from her erratic movements prior.

"Better... but still not quite there," Ishtar said in critique. Despite Naya putting her own pleasure first, Ishtar could tell through her movements that she was still trying to resist. Naya's movements were much more coordinated than before, matching her breathing better with each grind up so their bellies and breasts pressed together, her crotch grinding against Ishtar's hips instead of trying to reach her sex, but there was still something missing that kept the silver-haired babe from truly exciting the goddess.

A demonstration had to be in order. As Naya pushed up, Ishtar suddenly sucked in a deep breath, her hands hugging down against Naya as she undulated her entire body against Naya's. Her belly tightened and flexed upwards to meet Naya's, her breasts puffed out and ground down, then up as Ishtar moved her entire body opposite to Naya's motion. The sudden counterattack was meant to surprise Naya and provide a shock to her body, to confirm the goddess's suspicions about what the love-drunk girl must have been feeling.

"You're still not enjoying yourself enough," Ishtar said as she ground against Naya from below, seeking to counter-stimulate Naya's entire body by meeting her every attack, "Why do you resist giving in to love so much? Surely you feel it, all those aphrodisiacs clouding your mind and dulling your senses? If you keep on fighting them, your body will listen to you less and less..." Ishtar pushed up again, tightening her butt and hips so that she arched up her back, increasing the pressure of their mutual grinding to what she knew would be an unbearable level, "And it will listen to me more and more!" The goddess grinned, eagerly awaiting Naya's reaction to her movements from below!

[BuckleBuster]

Not quite there? The critique made Naya's eyebrows perk up in even more confusion. Hadn't she done everything the girl recommended? Slowing down, pressing tighter, putting her own pleasure first...already the effects seemed to have improved drastically from just moments ago. Each moan was a genuine testament to her efforts, her pussy finally tingling with the first signs of stimulation all match long. Sure there were still a few hiccups in her technique, like her breasts still failing to deflate her opponent's, and she still had a ways to go when it came to controlling her breathing...

Naya shook her head with frustration, annoyed at herself for letting the match devolve into a lesson. She was supposed to be dominating this girl, squishing her beneath her presence and making her squeal with ecstasy, goddess be damned! She felt that she had already reached an adequate level of pleasure for herself, and given enough time, she could probably get off to her current motions. Still, Naya couldn't help but wonder what mystery tweaks Ishtar had in mind that could possibly makes things that much better.

Then it hit her.
Like a carnal tsunami Naya all of a sudden found herself drowning in Ishtar's presence from below. "Woah..woaaagh" Naya stuttered as pleasure waves rippled against her skin. Ishtar was putting on the sensual show of a lifetime beneath her, leaving Naya's completely unprepared for the perfect synapsis of bodies as Ishtar effortlessly contained her every billow and heave, molding them into steady tides against their connected skin. "Sooo good...how... I'm gonna... ahhh..." Naya muttered amazed, her own movements slowly faltered as they bowed down to the superior showing underneath.

This time when Ishtar spoke, Naya made sure not to let a single syllable slip by. For the first time in the match, she felt truly in love with the goddess, the hypnotic movements of the belly dancer enough on their own to almost make Naya utter those fabled words. Her own movements paled in comparison, especially as the pressure was amped up to near unbearable levels, forcing an ecstatic moan to emanate from deep within Naya's core. Soon, oil and sweat weren't the only thing beginning to drip from between Naya's thighs.

"Fuck... fuck me...now" It was as if her body was speaking all by itself, and soon it began to move on it's own accord too. Like a moth drawn to a flame, Naya's pussy naturally gravitated back down towards Ishtar's, this time finding purchase almost instantaneously. Naya had become truly mesmerized by her opponent, the aphrodisiacs finally doing more to aid than hinder, allowing Naya to navigate the uneven terrain of oil and bikini's with ease so that the outlines of their rosebuds connected effortlessly.

Naya steadily began to resume her own movements, but a newfound vigor had been added to every sway. She didn't even have to think about the timing anymore: Love had done all the thinking for her, guiding her hips as they humped and embowed themselves against Ishtar's frame, her rhythm in sync with the the gentle waves crashing into shore not far from the ring. One hand even let go of the cradle and drifted downwards, fingers tracing the side of Ishtar's boob before latching onto the skin and giving it a tight squeeze. Naya knew that wasn't exactly what Ishtar had in mind, but she didn't care. Even her lips went back to suckling the woman's neck, too aroused by the sensual suspense to bother inquiring about these latest developments.

[pu-level-up]

Even if she was on bottom, Ishtar had more than enough capability to overwhelm Naya with her sensual assault. Her body undulated underneath Naya's, grinding up in every spot that she knew would feel sensitive, driving the silver-haired babe wild. Naya wasn't really enjoying herself before, not the way that Ishtar wanted her to at any rate. With this display of raw sexual prowess, Ishtar demonstrated to Naya exactly what she meant.

Ishtar knew that Naya's mind had to be a haze of aphrodisiacs at this point. Her own thoughts were muddled and unclear, clouded by the drugs that she had been inhaling, absorbing, and swallowing from even before the match started. In truth the goddess did not have much of a resistance to these drugs despite her liberal use of them on her body, after her matches she went on long tolerance breaks to purge her body of all of them. All this was so that each time she took them again, it felt like it was brand new, the overwhelming feeling of sexual power filling her entire body. Ishtar truly enjoyed the feeling, and she never wanted it to dull. It was what made her so sexually powerful in the ring in these kinds of matches.

And Ishtar could tell that Naya did not feel the same way. That was her weakness, she kept on trying to resist the feeling of love instead of surrendering to it and allowing it to drive her forward. She had to show Naya the correct path. As she moved her body, Naya quickly gave in, moaning and begging for the goddess to fuck her as she got overcome by the pleasurable feeling. Ishtar smiled, but shook her head. "You're the one on top Naya," Ishtar said, "You have to be the one to fuck me. I thought you wanted to show me your love?"

Perhaps her words spurred Naya on, perhaps the girl was already moving by instinct, but soon Naya slid back down, her pussy touching Ishtar's once again. "Ahhh~" Ishtar let out a soft moan as Naya began grinding pussy on pussy once again, this time moving in a much slower and methodical fashion. Her hips pressed against Ishtar's as the goddess pushed up, their mounds grinding together, tops of their pussies meeting and rubbing up before separating for a soft release. "Much better," Ishtar said, pushing her legs open wider to allow Naya even more access to her pussy.

Then Naya's hand reached down and gave Ishtar's big boob a firm squeeze. "Oh!" Ishtar gasped, the sensation sending a jolt of painful pleasure through her body. "Ahh... that's pretty good," Ishtar moaned as Naya groped her tit. She leaned her head over and allowed Naya access to her neck, letting her peck her with gentle kisses and suck on her soft brown skin. "You're starting to understand now Naya," Ishtar said between soft moans, "The aphrodisiacs are supposed to empower you, not weaken you. Give in to the love and let it make you stronger!"

[BuckleBuster]

Everything about Ishtar truly radiated pure divinity. Even her advice had lost all the patronizing implications Naya had garnered from it before. Instead Naya found her voice to be a soothing, guiding melody, one that was essential to conducting her initial strokes and sways. But now that Naya was finally learning how to harness the aphrodisiacs for her own benefit, she took on the role of sole conductor to her own orgasmic orchestra, commanding every carnal instrument at her disposal to put on a sensual symphony for them to both relish in. Naya made a mental note to apologize to the goddess for at first being so unreceptive to her guidance, but for now, Ishtar would have to be content with the intricate pleasure the silver-haired sweetie was wielding with increasing competency.

Without even realizing it, Naya had managed to achieve the trifecta she was looking for. Savoring the sweet taste of Ishtar between her lips, their breasts rubbing against each other, sex tingling and yearning for more with every oscillation. As an added bonus, even her fingers had found a warm reception on the cusp of the goddess's breast. Naya took in a deep breath through her nose as she gently released the kiss, letting the air flutter out of her mouth as she prepared to take their loving onto the next level.

"Love empowers me... makes me stronger" Naya repeated Ishtar's words, sensing her body was finally ready to carry them out. She lowered one hand to the mat to steady herself, keeping the other wrapped around the brown haired beauty's head, forcing her breasts to suction against their larger counterparts with unwavering intimacy. Their bodies had already been pressed quite close together, but despite that, Naya attempted to encapsulate her even further, increasing the pacing of her grinding so that each plunge bore fast and deep into her grounded opponent.

Soon the speed of their mutual humping began to near strenuous levels, but the coordination between Naya's body and soul didn't waver for a second. Her longing moans interspersed with exerted pants as she continued to plow into her opponent for above, her gyrations managing to encompass all cardinal directions as she rubbed herself up, down, left and right all over the ensnared deity, employing great caution not to relieve the mounting pressure between them in the process. She nuzzled her head right against Ishtar's, their cheeks sliding against each other in tune with the rest of her bodies. "Gaaah yes! Ooohhh gaaawd I feel it Ishtar!" Naya panted in the midst of her bliss, her heated, labored breaths basking the side of Ishtar's head in warm appreciation.

Naya angled herself slightly to make better use of the now unfettered access between Ishtar's thighs, shivering with excitement as their clits met and played with each other, invigorated by the burst of speed. Her hips took on a different cadence to the rest of her body, moving in tightknit circles concentrated around their connected crotch, ensuring their clits would endure never ending rounds of pleasure. Her body had been begging for some form of release all match long, and finally Naya would sense the first tidings of it as she felt her pussy begin to moisten on pure contact alone. "You're mine Ishtar, thanks to you, you're all mine!" an enraptured cry cemented Naya's attempt at conquest, emboldened by tonic love to lay claim to the goddess beneath her!

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As Naya finally found her groove, surrendering to the love drugs and letting her own feelings guide her movements, Ishtar have in to her instincts as well and surrendered to her own love. The two women slowly melded together, their bodies becoming one, moving and grinding in perfect unison to maximize the pleasure they both felt. Ishtar gasped and moaned, her breasts swelling from pleasure, pussy aching each time Naya's sex tribbed down upon her. She paused back against Naya not to try and overcome her, nor to show her how to pleasure her properly, neither of those were needed now. All that she wanted was to flow with the silver-haired beauty as they were both carried towards orgasmic bliss.

This was the feeling Ishtar came to LAW to feel. Her hear opened up as her love poured out, wrapping both herself and Naya in its embrace. Her very being began to meld with Naya's, the pleasure driving Ishtar's own ego out of her body, dissolving her sense of self as she became one with the flow. She hoped that Naya felt the same way, though at this point she couldn't tell where Naya's body began and hers ended. They were wrapped together that closely.

"Ooooohhhhh! Aaaaaaahhhh!", Ishtar let out long pleasure-filled moans, "Hoooooo! Naya you feel so goooood!" She spread her legs open wider, giving Naya even deeper access into her sex, a move that the silver-haired beauty gladly took as she pushed in and ground down against Ishtar's overstimulated pussy. Naya's skill was impressive, her grinding keeping their clits in constant contact even through their bikini bottoms, sending waves of pleasure through Ishtar's body. The goddess arched her back upwards, not so much to challenge Naya but due to the pleasure she felt!

"Yes I'm yours!" Ishtar moaned, "Take me Naya, make me feel your love!" Ishtar had not expected this, but it seemed like she was being forced into orgasm first by her opponent! "Ohhh yes! Fuck me! Love me! Make me give in to you!"

Ishtar's eyes widened as Naya finally pushed her over.the edge. "YES! I'M CUMMING!" she squealed, before her entire body tensed up. One more push finally sent her over the edge. "AAAAAHHHAAAAAAAA!" Ishtar's scream of pleasure could be heard all the way across the beach. The goddess.arched her back all the way up, lifting both herself and Naya off the mats as she came. She managed to squirt clean through her white bikini bottoms as spray of fluid shot through the fabric and coated the inside of her legs. Ishtar's eyes rolled back in her head, her back straining as she came hard, hips bucking up over and over. She finally fell into an exhausted but satisfied heap underneath Naya, panting softly as her eyelids fluttered, a satisfied smile on her face.

[BuckleBuster]

The calm stillness of the cool night air had long been breached by the sound of their incessant love making, with Ishtar's yearning cries indicative of just how far Naya had come since the start of the match. The two women had transcended into a state of nirvana, each thrust of Naya's commanding body driving them closer and closer into love-filled delirium. "Nnnnnnnnngh ~ YEEES! CUM for me, drown in my love Ishtar!" Naya wailed, fostering her opponent's impending orgasm with enticing pleasure moans of her own. "MMMMGAAAAH...You belong to me now, don't you see?.. Gaaaahhhaaa f-f-forever and always, so CUM for me, give me your warmth!" Sure enough, a surge of liquid warmth spewed from Ishtar's pussy, powerful enough to breach the confines of her bikini and consummate their flesh with divine nectar.

Finally, Naya had achieved what she sought since the very beginning of their match; love in it's most purest form. Naya shivered as Ishtar's cum instantly warmed her loins, their two bodies molded into one as she shared heaven on earth with no other than the Goddess of Love herself. She was a deity in every sense of the word, a woman who had opened the gates of paradise to Naya and shown her how to wield pleasure too potent for sober lovers. As much as she wanted to vocalize her love for Ishtar in this moment, doing so would only prematurely end their night of rapture.

Instead, Naya continued with her rhythmic rubbing for seconds on end past her opponent's climax, a triumphant cry bellowing from within her as she was lifted upwards by Ishtar's arching spasm. "AAAAAAAAH ~ HHHHHNG... Yes, Yes, YEEESH!" Naya's own floodwalls burst open just as Ishtar reached her peak, her pussy gushing even more fluids into the concoction of sweat, oil and love juices that adhered their bodies together. Her bikini bottom did little to plug the flow of nectar seeping between their thighs, already pooling into the ring around them.

"Haaahaaaa" Naya sighed as rode the waves of their mutual orgasm, ecstatic screams fading into softer moans. Her grinding gradually decreased in pace, each gentle hump mixing the milky hue of their juices with the golden sheen of their oily bodies. With one last satisfied shiver, Naya collapsed overtop her opponent, the slow rise and fall of their chests syncing in perfect harmony. The crowd around them muttered with excitement, amazed at having witnessed the pinnacle of female love and pleasure up-close. Naya was even more blessed to experience it firsthand. To think that they still had a whole night of insatiable lust ahead of them filled her with a warm sense of glee.

Naya twisted her head to meet Ishtar's face, the girls sharing satisfied smiles with one another before Naya bent to down to give her an appreciative kiss on the lips. Another one followed on her jawline, then down to her neck. Naya worked her way down Ishtar's body, making extended stops around her breasts and belly to provide her sensitive regions the attention they deserved. She crawled backwards and away from her opponent's body, leaving a wet trail of kisses in her path until finally she had made it down to the girl's still glistening crotch.

Naya shot Ishtar a fleeting glance from between her thighs before slowly unwinding the knot of her bikini bottom, letting the fabric slip free from her waist before being discarded off to the side. Naya would place her final kiss on the girl's exposed rosebud, allowing her tongue to protrude through her lips and into her opponent's slit for one last parting taste. The pleasant palate sent cathartic shivers down her spine, a healthy concentration of aphrodisiac laced fluids making their way down her throat. With another satisfied sigh, Naya straightened herself back onto her knees in front of Ishtar, her lips curling into a proud smile gleaming with the goddess's juices.

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After Ishtar's orgasm subsided, Naya began working her up towards her full release. Though the goddess was exhausted, seeing Naya in such a state gave her the energy she needed to push upwards with her hips and undulate her body, trying to force out and draw out the orgasm from Naya. After all, what kind of a goddess of love would she be if she just let her opponent use her body to get off without any participation? Ishtar had to repay the favor of that huge release somehow.

And Naya did not disappoint, cumming hard only moment's afterwards, her sex bursting much the same way the goddess's had, juices spraying out and mixing and pooling between their legs. Naya's orgasm was spectacular to watch and feel, the goddess's entire body being rocked again by the force of her release as she sight made her feel all hot and bothered. After both women's orgasms ended, they lay on top of each other in a heap of sweaty oiled bodies, heaving as they sucked in the air they needed to recover after cumming so hard.

Ishtar smiled up at Naya, happy that her opponent could get such a release as well. "That's the kind of love I want from you," she said, closing her eyes and pushing her head upwards to accept Naya's kiss. They made out for a moment, before Naya slowly began making her way down, kissing first along her jaw, then her neck, then down her chest. Each peck sent a shiver through Ishtar's skin, the goddess's hyperaroused body oversensitive to even the slightest touch. Naya focused especially on her swollen breasts and tight belly, the kisses there making the goddess let out light moans of delight.

Finally Naya made it between Ishtar's legs. The goddess raised her head slightly as Naya stopped, looking to see what she was about to do next. She let out a small gasp as Naya undid her bottoms and began pulling them away. She felt a burst of shyness, cheeks blushing as her legs twitched for a moment to try and close and cover up. But Ishtar commanded herself to allow Naya to expose her. After all, the girl had won this last round, she deserved to undress the goddess as her prize for victory.

"Ahhhhhn!" Ishtar gasped as Naya leaned in and gave her bare pussy a kiss. Her shaved slit absolutely gushed with love nectar, mixing with the aphrodisiacs in the oils and scents to create an intoxicating brew for Naya to drink. Naya only had a sip, but just that touch sent a shiver through Ishtar's spine. The goddess resolved that she was going to make Naya drink deeply sometime this match, and have a good long drink of Naya's love nectar as well!

As Naya sat up, Ishtar slowly pushed herself to a seated position as well. She took a few deep breaths as she got up to steady herself after that huge orgasm. Now bottomless, Ishtar felt a little ashamed that she had lost the first round and allowed her opponent to undress her, a slight tinge of redness on her cheeks. "Time to get serious," she said with a small smile, raising her hands up to a grappling position, "I'll be the one undressing you next Naya!"

[BuckleBuster]

Seeing her opponent so gracious in defeat made Naya even more appreciate of the woman she was sharing the ring with tonight. Her slow undressing went off without objection from Ishtar, with only a fleeting twitch signaling her initial hesitancy before conceded acceptance steadied her muscles. Naya couldn't help but smile proudly as the goddess stood before her now, with cheeks a fresh shade of rosy pink, and cum-ridden nether regions glistening in the firelight.

Her own pussy remained equally lathered in their mixed juices, a tempting treat that her opponent seemed eager to earn. Naya had to resist the urge to reach down, dip her fingers, and feast on her own honeypot, if only just to taste a fraction of the flavor she had just sampled from between Ishtar's thighs. There would be plenty of time to lap more of her opponent's divine nectar, but if Ishtar's renewed vigor proved anything, it was that Naya would once again have to fight for the right consume more of the succulent substance.

Naya's brow raised in amused curiosity as Ishtar spoke, a facetious smile adoring the Japanese girl's face. "I can't wait to see you try" she teased, licking the last remnants of the goddess's cum off her lips before moving her hands in front of Ishtar's and mirroring her stance, but not quite locking fingers like they had before. "Thanks to you, my eyes are now open, and all I see is you squealing your love for me!" Naya prophesized, leaping forward and countering Ishtar's grappling stance with a tight elbow and collar lockup!

With Naya's fingers wrapped tightly around Ishtar's neck and arm, and supposing the grip was mirrored by her opponent, the hold would do well to mitigate some of the slipping factor that had plagued their first lockup earlier on in the match. Now the two would be forced to slide and move together whichever way they pushed. Naya leaned forwards to cushion her forehead up against Ishtar's, giggling as she brushed noses with the goddess.

"You've unearthed more love than you could ever imagine Ishtar. I hope you're prepared to suffocate in it!" A lustful spirit raged behind Naya's eyes as she began pushing downwards on the lockup, hoping to use her strength to lower the brown-haired beauty's head below her own in an obvious setup for a front headlock. Her legs still somewhat slid out from under her, but she able to retain both her balance and her proximity thanks to the grip on her opponent's arm and neck.