Carol Carter vs. Sheila Morgan - Where The Wild Things Are

[BlackAkuma]

From a strategic standpoint, it was fair to say this was a bit of a blunder on Sheila’s part. After all, this wasn’t a hentai match, so getting off or getting Carol off wasn’t going to get her any closer to getting the win. Given how tough and wild her opponent had proven to be, giving her time to recoup was ill-advised. She should’ve been spending her time pressing her advantage and finishing off her feral foe.

But, eh, fuck it. Sheila was horny, she was in the mood, and so was her opponent. Wasn’t like they had a time limit. Why let a good thing go to waste?

She enjoyed those sharp fangs digging into the skin on her neck, but she quirked an eyebrow up when Carol threw her own suggestion into the mix and backed off, giving them space. She wanted Sheila to strip? Fine. She would’ve instead the woman ripped them off herself, but she didn’t mind fulfilling a simple request, especially if it got the ball rolling.

She smirked and then rose up on her knees, giving Carol a full view of the strip show. She wasn’t the best at these kinds of theatrics, but she made do—off came the top, tossed onto the bed, then off came the bottoms, nearly hitting the referee as she flung them across the room. She was left bare and beautiful, gleaming with sweat and scratch marks, hot and heavy and oh-so ready.

She took a deep breath, then pounced on Carol from across the bed, leaping on her so hard that they nearly slammed into the bed frame. Sheila wrapped her arms around the woman’s neck and dug in, kissing her with wild abandon and thrusting against her.

[Sigma Morgan]

Recouping and recovering wasn't Carol's plan, she was more horny than anything, that and she had taken worse beatings than she had in this match so recovering wasn't exactly a thing that was highly needed for her at the moment. As her opponent freely allowed her to back away Carol sat staring at the woman obviously thinking about her offer with a raise of the eyebrow. A moment later Sheila didn't even have to verbally respond the Carol's offer instead sitting up on her knee's letting her actions speak for her, stripping what remained of her attire starting with her top. Carol licked her lips at the sight of those bare tits only making her hornier than she was before. Her opponent then took off her panties revealing her bare pussy causing Carol's mouth to water slightly as the woman threw her panties towards the referee, one could only imagine what was going through the black and white clad woman's mind seeing two naked women about to fuck mid match.

Sheila wasn't overly theatric with her impromptu strip show but it wasn't like it mattered and Carol didn't seem to mind simply happy she got to see some tits and pussy, not like she was expecting a full poll dance from her opponent.

After a moment her opponent pounced taking Carol down flat onto the bed and oh boy was her opponent a wild one in bed, possibly as wild as she was in a fight. Carol kissed back as her opponent wrapped her arm's around her neck pulling there lips together deeply and there bodies thrusted and grinded together. Not one to ever let another woman be on top of her Carol would attempt to grab the woman's hips and roll them over so that she was the one on top and in the dominant position for there little sexual encounter.

[BlackAkuma]

Sheila had tried pole dancing once, believe it or not. A girlfriend of hers worked at a strip club and convinced her to take a class, convinced she was hot enough for them both to make some serious bank if they did a double act. It ended halfway through the first session, where she busted her head open and got in a fight with the dance instructor.

After that, the girlfriend joined Sheila's long, depressing list of exes.

All that to say, sexiness wasn’t something the Wild One strove for when it came to taking her clothes off, she never had much patience for it. Didn’t seem to matter to Carol though, as the woman looked at her like she was getting served a fine t-bone steak. She had that face on the moment Sheila plowed into her like a horny frienght train, and she was reasonably certain it was still there as the two began slapping flesh, fucking hard as the horrified referee looked on.

”What the hell is wrong with you people?!”

Total mood killer. ”Fuck!” Sheila lifted her head up and hissed, not even bothering to look towards the referee as she continued to grind against her pussy against Carol’s. ”Either join in or-”

Carol choose that moment to make her counterattack, rolling them around and taking her position on top. She was looking to take control, and Sheila didn’t even mind that, but she wasn’t about to make it easy for her. She wrapped her legs around the woman’s waist, pulled in tight, and wrapped her arms around the she-wolf’s neck, pressing their chests together as she gnawed on Carol’s ear. ”Want me that bad, huh?”

[Sigma Morgan]

To compare Sheila to a mere t-bone steak would be an understatement and possibly an insult to the smoking hot beauty she was fucking. Carol was heavily experienced in the bedroom, fucking countless women in the past and she had to admit based on looks alone Sheila was top three at the very least. The two were fucking so hard the slapping of there bodies was slightly audible, well not as audible as the referee voicing her unwanted opinion though it worked out for Carol, distracting Sheila enough for her to take the top position relatively easily.

Carol had the top position but Sheila wasn't going to make taking control easy for her. Carol was a top in the bedroom plain and simple, she hated being on bottom even becoming somewhat violent if someone tried taking her spot from her. Sheila pulled them in close, there chest pressed tightly together, there pussies grinding erotically. Carol let out a low growl as her opponent nibbled on her ear. "Yes. And I'm going to have you!" Carol proclaimed as she bit down on the woman's neck, sucking on the flesh taken between her teeth as Carol roughly grinded her body up and down Sheila's. "Hope you're read for the best fuck you've ever had" Carol said lustfully.

[BlackAkuma]

Sheila wasn’t all that picky about being on top or bottom - in her experience, it didn’t make much difference either way. Being on top didn’t mean you were in control; being on the bottom didn’t mean you were giving it up. It was all about how you handled things, the way you approached it, the energy you brought, and the Wild One still had more than enough to keep up the pace.

That being said, it did seem to matter to Carol who was coming at her even more aggressively now that they’d switched places. Sheila yelped as the woman’s fangs dug deep into her neck, going hard enough to draw some blood.

Fun game. Two could play it.

She gripped Carol tight and ran her fingernails down the woman’s bare back, leaving a reddened trail in her wake. She picked up the pace with every thrust - harder and faster, bucking against her to the point it hurt, making the bed creak and groan as if it could collapse at any moment. It was a raw, animalistic fuck, downright barbaric, and she could feel herself rapidly reaching the point of no return. ”Yeah, yeah!” She brought her hand to the side and gave Carol a stiff punch in the ribs. ”Harder! Fuck!”

[Sigma Morgan]

Being in control and being on top mattered a lot of Carol in bed, she liked the control, she liked making other women scream out in pleasure while she dominated them, most women she had fucked were outright submissive for Carol, others who weren't were forced to after a brief struggle or scrap. Sheila on the other hand was proving a tough nut to crack.

Hearing her opponent yelp as her teeth dug into the woman's neck brought Carol a bit of sadistic pleasure in of itself let alone the friction and sexual grinding happening between there bodies, the bucking increasing to a pace and level that the pleasure was starting to fade and pain was beginning to take its place. Carol's breathing and back tensed up for a few moment's when she felt Sheila's nails dig into her back and drag across her skin painfully yet erotically as the bed creaked from the force of there fucking, if they kept it up the whole bed might just collapse. Both women were speeding towards the edge, the two wild wrestling were fucking like animals to put it simple and now even hitting each other as Sheila punched Carol in the ribs causing her to wince and retaliate by reaching up and pulling Sheila painfully by the hair before pulling her head to the side exposing more of her neck to nibble and suck on as if it were an all you can eat buffet. "Is this... the best fuck you've ever had?!" Carol asked breathlessly before moving her mouth back down to her opponent's neck licking at it as if she were trying to savor the flavor of her favorite food.

[BlackAkuma]

Sheila shrieked as her hair was yanked hard, more than fair retaliation for slamming Carol in the side. Hell, it was a massive turn-on on top. Her long, voluminous hair was perfect being grabbed, and she was surprised more women didn’t do when they fucked. It was practically begging to be pulled.

Carol made good use of the moment, too, digging in with those teeth of hers, even as Sheila continued to rack a bloody trail down her back. She would’ve liked to bite back, too, but her mouth was busy doing more important things, like screaming to high heavens as she writhed in the throes of an oncoming orgasm. Her toes curled and muscles tensed, her back arched and her heartbeat reached a feverish pace, threatening to thumpthumpthump right out of her chest.

”Carol!” She shut her eyes shut so tight they hurt. ”Carol, Carol, I’m-”

Sheila had been hot pretty much since she laid eyes on Carol, so it was no surprise when the dam burst, sending a shattering orgasm through her body. She come out in spurts, gushing and splattering with every thrusts, clutching her lover tight as she rode the lightning, but that didn’t mean she could stop - no, if anything, she picked up the pace, determined to pull the She-Wolf over the finish line, too.

[Sigma Morgan]

Carol didn't seem to care much about Sheila's shrieking instead resuming her work with out batting an eye, she had an absolutely sexy bitch beneath her getting fucked, nothing could or would ruin her mood. With there bodies pressed together so tightly Carol could feel the woman's body tighten and writhe beneath her while her mouth made those all so sweet pleasureful cries! The sex only got better as the woman started to moan and cry out her name. "That's it babe, cum!" Carol said in a surprisingly soft tone as she was approaching her own orgasm but it was obvious Sheila was hit hers first. The woman's dam burst, coating Carol's pussy in her juices as the two continued to grind with Carol wanting to drag out the woman's orgasm while Sheila wanted to make Carol cum as well.

The woman would get her wish a minute or so later. "OH FUCK, OH FUCK. YEAH THATS IT.... SHEILA!" Carol cried out as she climaxed coating the woman's pussy and lower stomach in her juices, a nice hard orgasm as Carol relaxed onto her opponent's body for a few moments before attempting to roll off the woman and lay beside her. Carol would then reach for her opponents hand attempting to hold it and interlock there fingers. "Okay.... you're easily in my top three" Carol would joke breathing pretty heavily.

[BlackAkuma]

Sheila bucked and fucked and filled the room with the sound of slapping flesh, but she closed her eyes the entire time. She didn’t just want the experience she wanted the scent. That scent. The heavenly smell of post-coital bliss, of multiple bodily fluids mixing together. It left an accrid taste in the air, one that would be sticking to her skin for days to come no matter how much she tried to wash it off, a constant reminder of what went down, here.

She loved it. Welcomed it. Savored it.

Carol came soon after, rocking the walls once again, then deflating onto Sheila a moment later, creating a thick cream sandwich between them. For a good few moments, Sheila didn't say anything, just letting the gravity of the scene wash over. Just the two of them.

”So…are you two going to get back to fighting now, or…”[/color]

Oh, right. Her, too.

Sheila just shrugged it off, slumped back in the bed, and tried to slide her way out from underneath Carol, wiggling free. ”Nah, I’m good. About done for the day.” She started looking around for where her clothes - or what was left of them - had been flung off to. She only took a quick break from it to side-eye Carol. ”What about, bitchtits? Wanna catch a bite?”

[Sigma Morgan]

With all the sounds of flesh slapping and screams of ecstasy it was a wonder if any of the other floors could hear what had transpired in this room. Carol laid beside her opponent, her chest rising and falling, her breathing somewhat heavy after one of the best orgasms of her life. Yet of course the referee was going to kill the mood yet again though Sheila answered first not wanting to fight anymore. "Yeah I'm good too" Carol chimed in before slowly stretching her arms and looking beside her to see Sheila side eying her and asking her if she wanted to grab food. "Heh asking me out already huh? Sure why not" Carol said before sitting up and glancing around the room for her clothing before getting off the bed and walking over to her jeans and vest she wore in over her pink bedwear before changing into them and walking back over to Sheila.

"So was grabbing food your only plans for tonight?" Carol asked running her tongue over her teeth. "Or was there more that you wanted to do?" She added with a smirk as she took a step towards the wall and leaned against it.