Ripping the Midnight Oil: Ripley vs Midnight a Hentai Match

[RipleyBelieveItOrNot]

Ripley was embarrassed as she tripped. It didn't help that her opponent took immediate advantage of it. She felt as her ass and pussy were exposed to the crowd. She wasn't too embarrassed by that since it was common occurrence for her. Ripley's legs were pulled over her head as Midnight's own foot went to work, rubbing her exposed pussy. Even though she had just had a huge orgasm, her pussy responded in earnest. It got wet looking for it's second orgasm. Ripley couldn't help but moan in pleasure.

Even though she was exhausted and it would be easy to just submit, Ripley had a fighting spirit. She would not give in so easily. While she was exposed in this position her opponent, was also in easy striking distance. Ripley decided to attack Midnight's breasts again, but this time not for pleasure. She would claw at Midnight's breast and twist her nipples hard to cause pain instead of pleasure. "Hey you already had your fun, it is my turn now!" Hopefully this would cause Midnight to release her legs. If she did Ripley would roll over and grab Midnight's spandex. She would pull them off her, keeping them. She would try and mount Midnight. She would wrap her spandex around her throat and choke her lightly with it. With a free hand she would go to work, rubbing the now exposed pussy of Midnight.

[Elphie]

“What’s the matter Ripley? You look pretty aroused. Why don’t you just let go?” Midnight was pretty satisfied with how things turned out in the end. After all, hentai wrestling wasn’t only a matter of strategizing and executing moves but also watching for weaknesses and seizing opportunities. And what better opportunity than the one Ripley just presented her with? It was all too good to let it go, so soon enough the greenette had her sex exposed and Blair was taking the advantage by rubbing her spandex-clad foot against it, a defiant grin on her face as the raven-haired could almost taste the sweet victory.

However, Ripley was a fighter and she wasn’t done. Just when Midnight thought the greenette had nothing else to offer, Ripley leaned forwards and clawed at Blair’s breasts, sending an electric current of pain through her. “Auuuuugh!!! You bitch!!”, exclaimed Midnight in pain, releasing her rival. Ripley used her advantage though and ripped the lower part of Midnight’s leotard.

While Midnight was still reeling in pain Ripley seized the opportunity and mounted her, wrapping her ripped attire around her throat. “Uurkk!!! S-shit!”, she said in between gasps for air. Midnight struggled with the lack of air but it wasn’t her biggest concern since Ripley rubbed her hand against her now exposed sex. She couldn’t allow that treatment so Midnight started flailing around until she got a lucky hit against the greenette’s stomach.

[RipleyBelieveItOrNot]

Ripley was feeling pretty good being on top. "Would you say I took your breath away!" She continued to choke Midnight with her own spandex, but kept it light so she stayed conscious. Ripley focused her attack on Midnight's pussy. It was soon wet and opening up, inviting Ripley's fingers. Ripley accepted and plunged two fingers in.

Midnight was a fighter too and would not give up so easily either. She flailed her arms, till a few swings connected. One hit Ripley's gut, making her bend down a little, then another hit her jaw. Ripley rolled off of Midnight, losing her advantage and her weapon, still around Midnight's neck. Ripley got to her knees. She wiped a little blood from her lips, "I see you still got a little fight left in you. How about we let our pussies decide the winner. See who has the stronger sex. Or would you prefer slugging it out."

[Elphie]

Midnight would have liked so much to just let Ripley know how she was repeating herself, making the same statement she made at the match’s beginning. However, one of the main downsides to being choked out was not being capable of maintaining some witty bantering. The lack of air and weakness of the body with a risk of losing consciousness ranked high too. The worst part was how dangerously close to losing the match she was getting. Ripley was good at what she did and after not so much time Midnight was letting put ragged moans that showed how horny she was. Her pussy craved for more and the raven-haired had to fight those urges, her mind so close to giving in.

However, it would be all for nothing if Midnight couldn’t breathe fresh air. She panicked and in the middle of her arm flailing she got a couple of solid hits going against Ripley, who fell and had to release the choke. Some part of Blair felt bad when she noticed Ripley bleeding from her lip, but instants before that woman was choking her using her own leotard so she didn’t feel that bad. Gasping for air and coughing hard, Blair crawled on all fours until she was far from Ripley, taking some instants to recover. Once she was stumbling back on her feet Midnight listened to Ripley’s challenge. She wasn’t so sure about who could win that final duel if she accepted, but now that everyone had heard the challenge she knew that her reputation would suffer a heavy blow if she cowered. Midnight was between a sword and a wall. “You’re on bitch. Now come here.”, she said while sitting on the center of the ring and waiting for Ripley to do the same so they could engage in a trib hold to finally determine the winner for that match.

[RipleyBelieveItOrNot]

Ripley met Midnight in the center of the ring. They both laid down and crossed legs. They went pussy to pussy. Ripley started to grind hers against Midnight's. Ripley could feel how wet she was, but she could also feel Midnight was just as wet. "What does it feel like to have a dominant pussy rubbing against your weak one, bitch!?" Ripley decided to up the trash talk. She knew she couldn't just win this fight physically, to have any chance of winning she had to beat Midnight mentally. Her only chance was to make Midnight submit to her in mind and body. "Yeah feel that winner pussy. You want to taste that winner pussy don't you, loser!"

[Elphie]

Amongst the ardent approval of the crowd the two wrestlers met in the center of the ring, where they would lie down with their legs intertwined, sealing a tribadism lock that pressed their pussies together. All safety nets were out. Only when one wrestler was victor they would break that position. Midnight steeled her resolve, breathing deep to compose herself before what was coming. She wasn’t in the best condition, the latest of Ripley’s movements giving her some unexpected arousal and pleasure but she could see in her rival’s eyes that her status wasn’t optimal either. This would be a battle of wills as much as a battle of bodies.

The match’s final bout started and Midnight started chanting her hips, looking at her rival in the eyes while using her hands against the canvas to get some leverate to work with. Immediately after starting the raven-haired felt a sudden wave of pleasure when her sex started having delicate rubbing against her rival. Midnight had to bite her lips to repress a moan, but her state of arousal was obvious thanks to her panting.

Ripley decided to go for some trash-talk. Normally seeing her rival talking so confidently when Midnight was struggling to keep herself focused on the task without falling to pleasure would have affected her conviction, but she knew Ripley so far and she knew that the woman was prone to bravado. “You talk too much slut, but I’ve made you sing before… Hnnng~” A moan finally escaped Midnight’s mouth but her hips’ pace remained steady, confident that she could bring Ripley to another orgasm and get that win.

[RipleyBelieveItOrNot]

"The only slut here is the one who will be cumming and that will be you!" Ripley tried to put on a strong face, but she could feel a climax building in her, one that was bigger than the last one. Ripley dug deep into her steel resolve to outlast her opponent. She bucked her hips, and grinded her pussy with fervour.

The stadium was full of the sound of their slopping wet pussies grinding against each other. Moans escaped both of their lips. It was clear this match was going to come down to the wire. "You've been a worthy opponent, Midnight. But when you cum in a second, I'm going to stand over you as the victor and you will have to stare up at my dripping wet winner pussy. Now sing for me, bitch, SING!!! Uhh!!". Moans escaped Ripley's lips as she kept up her trash talk, edging closer and closer to an orgasm.

[Elphie]

“Oh, fuck… just-aaaahaaa~ shut up and cum!”, Midnight ordered to Ripley in a tone that hinted her desperation. The raven-haired could feel herself losing her grasp over herself, the pleasure Ripley was giving her proving to be almost too much to bear and handle, the edge of a climax so close Blair was desperatedly hanging to a thread in hope she could make the greenette cum first. It wasn’t a vain hope though. Ripley looked like she was really in trouble. No matter how hard she tried to trashtalk her body and her moaning didn’t lie and Midnight knew for certain that her rival was as close to orgasming as she was. She only needed to endure a little bit more, just enough to tip her over the edge.

Midnight tried biting her lips to stiffle her moaning, see if that would make her endure a little more, but every move was excruciatingly pleasant for her, each chant of her hips sending jolts of pleasure directly to her brain, threatening with making her lose control over her precarious situation. “F-fuck...~~ I-I won’t cum. Not… yeeet~”, said Blair as she started denying with her head as if all that could help her delay her now inevitable climax, the only factor to determine being if she would be the first to cum or not.

[RipleyBelieveItOrNot]

"FUCK!!! CUM, BITCH!!! Ugggh!!! Ripley was on the edge of a huge orgasm. It took all her will to hold it back. She could tell her opponent was in a similar position. This ending would come down to power of will. It would determine who could hold back for a second more. Ripley's pussy was already gushing, her juices mixing with Midnight, a puddle forming under them.

"SHIT!!! I AM SO CLOSE!!! Not as close as you though, bitch!!! Ripley was panting and moaning hard, but she took solace in the moans coming from Midnight. As the seconds counted down Ripley wasn't sure who would win anymore. She knew she would cum any second, her only hope was that Midnight was just a little closer.

[Elphie]

Midnight held out the only sliver of self control she had at the moment. It was all too much. Her heart was racing, her breathing was broken into desperate pants and moaning and the feeling coming from her pussy was too hot and overwhelming to ignore and only by focusing all of her will was the raven-haired staving off her orgasm. Only the hope of Ripley reaching her climax before her held Blair together. Listening to the greenette’s distressed words as she stated how close she was gave Midnight some hope. “I just have to outlast her…”, she thought to herself trying to reassure her body and mind.

Only some instants passed after that and suddenly Midnight felt as if she had crossed a point of no return. Her hips’ pace stalled, her body felt a shiver and her eyes opened wide and looked glassy as the realization hit her. “Nonononono-not yet!!!- Aaaahhhhnnnnn~~~~ FUUUCK!!!~~~” Bargaining with her body in vain, Midnight was the one to plunge beyond the edge first. Her cry of frustration was broken by a primal wail of ecstasy as the waves of pleasure washed over her. Her body whipped backwards, her back resting against the mat while her body jerked and spasmed at the same time as her pussy would twitch several times and even let out a sudden gush of squirting that made Midnight see stars on the corner of her eyes. She hit the mat with her hands several times, the pleasure too overwhelming to just endure in a dignified manner.

After an agony of more than 30 seconds Midnight started to come down from her orgasm and that was when the second realization sank. This was it. She had lost. She tried her best but it wasn’t enough and it costed the first loss in her career. “Aaaahhh~~ o-oooh~” Blair was still experiencing some of the afterglow, but the taste of defeat would start replacing all her sensations. She just remained there trying to rest and recover while she coverred her face with her arms, trying to block that feeling of defeat she was feeling while hiding from everyone.