The rivalry of a goddess and a man ( Samantha "the goddess of fertility" vs Ivan Ramirez)

[DarknessMaster]

Samantha would let out a loving moan as she rode her opponent's dick, putting her hands on the ground and softly making out with her opponent in order to keep him nice and occupied with her sweet lips while she thought of a way to overpower him, Ivan was rather strong she could give him that, but she knew that like every man he would eventually succumb to her gentle caress as she matched his rhythm in order to give him a false sense of security as she waited for him to slip up before really dominating him

[MR. Q]

His stupid plan worked and not at the same time.

He had a moaning Goddess riding his cock right now but still no visible sign of her climax and submission.

All it did is just give her a chance to lock lips easier, distracting him. Her tongue kept prodding and teasing him yet he clamped up.

He knew her game since the start. It won't work.

But he still needs to fight back.

Thinking back, he got an idea.

Dislodging himself from her kiss, he would try to claim one of her exposed nipples and hold on to it with his mouth and teeth while grasping the other in his palms. His free hand would remain to her waist keep her in place, forcing her to ride him.

[DarknessMaster]

Samantha would let out a loud moan as her opponent went straight for her breasts, her weakest point as she pulled Ivan into a smother, hugging his head as he pounded her, knowing that one of them had to give up eventually and that she was trying her best to make sure Ivan gave up first

[MR. Q]

It's working. Kinda...

Hearing her let out a loud moan after her capturing her breasts, Ivan knew he hit a sweet spot. Especially when she decided to pull him in a smother.

In retaliation, he bit her nipple albeit lightly while pinching and pulling the other one. Also, with her hands busy in pulling him in, he can now freely roll them over and get on top to pound her relentlessly until one climaxes again.

[DarknessMaster]

Samantha would let out a yelp as she felt her nipple get pinched by her opponent's teeth before being flipped over as she felt her pussy being pounded by her opponent, panting as she felt herself getting closer to a climax as she hugged her opponent's head tight, no longer wanting to smother him but instead wanting to hug something, anything as she was pushed closer and closer to her orgasm

[MR. Q]

"Aaugh..."

Ivan might underestimated her. His getting close. Flipping over might be a mistake as he is now doing all the work with her moaning beneath him.

Flesh hitting flesh rang in the ring as Ivan's thrust grew desperate and faster. His mouth and teeth mauling her bare breasts in hopes to push her to the edge. Yet as he pound her into submission, he can no longer hold back.

He exploded, thrusting multiple times inside deep to her core. The instinct to breed and inseminate this beautiful Goddess beneath is strong. His cock once again unloaded into her womb, filling her up again.

[DarknessMaster]

Samantha would moan lovingly as she pulled Ivan into another kiss, hugging him tight as she came as well, panting hard as she looked up at him, she was panting under him as she recovered from her next orgasm, happy that she took birth control before this match as she knew that Ivan would be dead if either of her girlfriends knew he got her pregnant

[MR. Q]

Ivan is panting on top of her, drained for now.

He did underestimate her resilience to sex and sense of shame. Didn't know he can find someone as thick-skinned as he is. For that, Samantha had his respect.

Although, what's with the sudden chill the in the air? Brrrrrrr...

For now, his happy to rest on top of her while still connected. Meanwhile, his hands roamed over her body. Not to caress her or grope but find a zipper or some kind.

He needs her out of this outfit.

(He's just too afraid to damage it and pay the expensive looking thing.)

[DarknessMaster]

"what are you looking for~?"

Samantha asked in a sultry tone, panting as she continued to look up at her opponent, panting softly as she was still recovering from her climax and caressed Ivan's face, letting him feel her gentle caress as he looked from whatever it was he wanted from her outfit

[MR. Q]

"A zipper." Ivan simply answered to her before taking a bouncing nipple to his mouth.

Having rested a little, he began to move slowly. Thrusting and knocking her body with slow but hard thrust to resume the pace.

Meanwhile his hands continued to roam around her body, trying and failing to find a zipper.

Where is the goddamn zippers!

In his head right now: