L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

"Nnnngh! W-Wait, please! I... I c-can't!" Eri whined, writhing and squirming at the stimulations being provided at her needy pussy. The younger girl's digits delving into her still wet channels, causing her inner walls to clamp and spasm at the invasion. Her body is already betraying her, tears welling up as her arousal spiked further up. Her legs quivering with each stroke of her inner walls, forcing her to support herself on the redhead as she found her strength leave her.

"Oh god, oh f-fuck..." Stuck in the corner, Eri panted. Her tongue sticks out as her arousal reaches certain heights. Her belly felt so hot, pressure building up deep within. And like an overflowing dam, it bursted open.

"I-I'm gonna... I'm gonna... AHHN!" She came, cumming on Nat's fingers as her entire body shudders. Clear liquid squirts out of her extremely aroused pussy, coating redheads hand with her arousal. Eri found herself clinging on the redhead, clinching with her as she panted breathlessly. Her eyes half-lidded from her climax.

When she stepped inside the ring Nat couldn’t know what kind of woman her rival was besides the simple remark of her manager that the woman was a veteran. Seeing Eri fucking with the rival before the match started gave Nat some clues on the MILF’s apetites. The redhead couldn’t know how close Eri was to cumming at first, but the older woman was really vocal in her whining, panting and moaning and when focusing in the details Nat could see how Eri’s body was betraying her already. Her folds were vehemently accepting her digits and even spazzing now and then. Eri’s legs had given out and the MILF was supporting herself on Nat.

Soon enough Eri couldn’t take it anymore and with a wordless cry exploded in an orgasm, her pussy gushing juices against Nat’s fingers and even soaking her bodysuit. She let out a satisfied grin. After all, being covered in another woman’s cum was a pretty common affair in her line of work. She was surprised by how quickly Eri had cum, could that woman have that little orgasm resistance, or was the ref so close to making her cum?

Withdrawing herself first from Eri and then from the corner, Nat set the MILF free to see if she could even stand, then turned to the red-haired guy that was the ref. “Sorry handsome, but she was mine to pop first. Thanks for priming her though.” While she said this she licked her fingers clean of Eri’s clean juices, making a show of it and claiming her conquest. “You will get back to her soon though. Might wanna check on her…”, she said with a cocky smile.

The crowd erupted into cheers and catcalls as Eri stumbled backward in the corner as Natalie finally let go of her, her knees weak and trembling from the intense climax. "Hnnngh..." She let out a shaky exhale, her chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath. Her barely contained breasts moving up and down with each shaky breath. The wetness between her thighs was impossible to ignore—her micro-thong completely drenched and clinging to her sensitive flesh rather uncomfortably, digging into her lower lips after Natalie discarded her.

"I'm sorry..." she whispered hoarsely, though whether she meant it for her late husband or their son, she wasn't sure. Her glasses sat crooked on her nose, and she pushed them up with a shaking finger while her other hand gripped the ropes for support.

As Natalie looked away to speak with the referee, Eri forced herself to straighten up. Her thighs trembled as she forced herself to move, needing all of her willpower to go on. As she watched Natalie brag to Ivan, she acted.

Ivan rolled his eyes at Natalie's boastful display, her cockiness always grating on his nerves despite finding it somewhat entertaining. He was about to make a snide comment when movement caught his peripheral vision.

Before he could process what was happening, Eri launched herself off the ropes surprisingly for someone who'd just been brought to orgasm moments ago. Her body crashed into Natalie from behind, wrapping those long limbs around the redhead like a vice. Her arms around the redhead's neck and legs on her torso.

The crowd erupted into cheers and catcalls as Eri stumbled backward in the corner as Natalie finally let go of her, her knees weak and trembling from the intense climax. "Hnnngh..." She let out a shaky exhale, her chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath. Her barely contained breasts moving up and down with each shaky breath. The wetness between her thighs was impossible to ignore—her micro-thong completely drenched and clinging to her sensitive flesh rather uncomfortably, digging into her lower lips after Natalie discarded her.

"I'm sorry..." she whispered hoarsely, though whether she meant it for her late husband or their son, she wasn't sure. Her glasses sat crooked on her nose, and she pushed them up with a shaking finger while her other hand gripped the ropes for support.

As Natalie looked away to speak with the referee, Eri forced herself to straighten up. Her thighs trembled as she forced herself to move, needing all of her willpower to go on. As she watched Natalie brag to Ivan, she acted.

Ivan rolled his eyes at Natalie's boastful display, her cockiness always grating on his nerves despite finding it somewhat entertaining. He was about to make a snide comment when movement caught his peripheral vision.

Before he could process what was happening, Eri launched herself off the ropes surprisingly for someone who'd just been brought to orgasm moments ago. Her body crashed into Natalie from behind, wrapping those long limbs around the redhead like a vice. Her arms around the redhead's neck and legs on her torso.

To be fair, Nat’s first impression on her rival wasn’t really accurate. Yes, Eri had cum in no time like an absolute wimp with just some simple fingering, but the woman had been taking the ref’s rod for an undisclosed amount of time. This led Nat to grow a little more confident in her odds for that match as she should with the match at a really early state, turning her back to Eri as if there was no risk to it. Getting carried away by bothering the referee a little, Nat didn’t realize that her rival had managed to get back up and was ready for some retaliation.

“H-huh?” Nat instantly stumbled when Eri crashed against her, almost falling but maintaining her balance. Nat started groaning, but her protesting was cut short by Eri’s arms wrapping around her throat and limiting her air income, all while the MILF’s legs wrapped around Nat’s waist making the older woman cling like a koala.

Well that was bad. Not only because being choked was a pretty weakening position to be in in a wrestling match, also because Nat had some special relationship with choking. In some backspace of her mind Nat was hearing a voice that compelled her to just let Eri do as she pleased and see where that took her, but it was early enough in the match to push that voice aside. Knowing that she needed to get freed from Eri’s powerful grasp Nat started stumbling backwards a little, finding her footing. She needed to pry Eri off her but couldn’t reach Eri and the MILF was substantially heavier than Nat so carrying her was difficult. She didn’t have much time so Nat managed to maintain her footing for long enough to gain some small momentum and crash against the corner back first so Eri would take the blunt of the impact while praying that it was enough to force a release.

The impact was far more surprising than painful for Eri. The soft pads had cushioned her back and Natalie's momentum wasn't enough to actually hurt the older woman, although it rather jolted her still sensitive lower region that is wrapped around the redhead.

"Ahhn~!" A surprised yelp escaped her lips out of surprise, her grip loosening just enough for Natalie to gasp in a lungful of air.

"Uh...!" Eri groaned softly, her body clinging on Natalie's back. Her breasts squished on her back as Eri's body is stuck between the redhead and the corner posts. Still, she had enough strength to take action in her state.

Eri reaches forward with both hands, grabbing Natalie's red hair firmly and turning her head around roughly. Before the younger woman could protest, the MILF pressed her lips against hers in a deep, passionate kiss. Her tongue pushed past the redhead's lips immediately, not waiting for permission as she began exploring her mouth hungrily.

"Mmmph~" She moaned against Natalie's lips, her fingers tangling in the redhead's hair to keep her in position as her other hand slid down to cup one of those massive breasts through the glossy black fabric.