L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Just asking for another round made Brooke feel self-conscious, but when Alizeh responded with a low, sultry voice, all that went out the window. Her racing heart, which had just started to come down from its torrid high, accelerated all over again. Her breath hitched, and she wet her lips in anticipation. The nip at her ear earned a soft whimper, and when Alizeh walked away, it took all of her willpower not to cry out for her to return. The sudden absence of warmth still managed a pout from Brooke, but her patience was rewarded when the greenette turned around.

Immediately, her eyes locked on the toy strapped around Alizeh's waist. Most of the time, Brooke preferred not using toys so as to maximize the contact with her partner. But when she saw the sizable dildo swaying between the other woman's hips, all she could think about was how it would feel inside her.

Brooke squealed when Alizeh swept her up, immediately clinging as tight as possible. When her back hit the wall, she didn't just gasp. She shuddered. Opening her half-lidded eyes, she was greeted by the dominant, ravenous visage of Alizeh Midori backlit by the changing room lights. The more experienced wrestler looked every bit like a woman who wanted to ravish Brooke, and she was more than ready for it.

When Alizeh turned her around, Brooke posted her palms onto the wall and arched her back. Her thighs rubbed together impatiently. "Pleasepleaseplease..." she muttered needily, anticipating Alizeh's entry. "Alizeh, please, I need it, just-"

"FUUUUCK!" Then Alizeh pressed in, and Brooke squealed as if she'd been branded! The dildo filled her up instantly, stretching out her feminine walls. Every thrust that followed sent her brain into a spiral! As she started to pound Brooke with vigor, Alizeh would find the girl's body vulnerable to her every whim.

Brooke wanted this, and so did Alizeh. A grand finale to top off a night of amazing sex following a excellent debut, at least as far as Alizeh was concerned. So as far as grand finales went Alizeh thought this seemed appropriate. A final fast and the furious fuck session with the aid of a rarely used toy of Alizeh's. Something to really give Brook all the pleasure she could possibly bestow upon the girl... while also maximizing the feeling of domination Alizeh could get at the moment.

So with Brooke flush against the wall, ass pointed towards her and her special toy, it was obvious what Alizeh would do. Which was pounding Brooke's ass like it was a nail and she had a hammer.

Thrusting inside the girl Alizeh would bite her lip and tighten her grip on the brunette's hips, starting off slow but forceful at first in order to allow Brooke a chance to acclimate to the intense lovemaking. But it would only last for a few moments, gradually Alizeh would start to pick up speed, the juices from Brooke lubricating the dildo as Alizeh thrusted inside her, going in with greater ease and maintaining force as she did so.

"Nghhh yeah you want this right Brooke? Right? Com on I know you have to be close!" Alizeh grunted out dominantly into Brooke's ear, even going so far as to kiss and nibble on Brooke's neck while continuing to thrust and pound into her ass.

Continuing with this Alizeh's hands would shift positions. Going from Brooke's hips to her chest, grabbing at and squeezing her breasts tightly in a dominant and sexual fashion as Alizeh played with and twisted the girl's nipples. All while sexually attacking the girl on two other fronts to bring her to a final, cataclysmic orgasm!

Brooke sobbed as she was plowed, and her fingers threatened to gouge the wall. Her pussy gripped the toy as if to break it, but the sheer volume of her wetness was enough to lubricate it through even that death grip. Her mind couldn't think past what Alizeh was giving to her -- not just the cock filling her up, but also the hot breath washing over her, the nipples just barely brushing against her back, and the aura of dominance that she was being smothered by.

And yes, the dirty talk. She heard that, too. Far more than her words, her tone wormed its way into Brooke's brain. But the young lightweight was hardly in a position to respond. "Oooh~! Haaaahn~!" She was currently in the middle of being fucked insensate by her former opponent. Her wails filled the room just as surely as their sapphic scent, and while even 5 minutes ago she would've been mortified at that thought, Brooke couldn't even begin to think about that.

Even if she'd tried, Alizeh's next move would've seared those thoughts right out of her mind. "Alizeh~!" Brooke cried her lover's name as her nipples were lit aflame. The rough treatment -- both from the groping and from the pounding she was currently receiving -- beat her brain into mush. Eventually, her inner walls started to flutter erratically, and her thighs started to quiver. Brooke was beyond close. "I- I- I-!" She was ready to burst.

And right when she hit her peak-

Spoiler

-The door burst open! A small, brown-haired woman with glasses swiftly stepped into the room, glaring at Alizeh with one arm wide and the other accusatorily pointing at the greenette. "Stop!" she demanded, far before even a genius like Christina could've had enough time to decode the situation. "In the name of Team Stanza, I-" At the same time, Brooke came... but not before locking eyes with the intruder.

Brooke shrieked. Half in bliss and half in shock. As her walls clamped down on Alizeh's green strapon dildo, the debutante met the gaze of one Dr. Christina Morgenstern. German wunderkind, world-famous psychologist, hotshot wrestling manager... and one of Brooke's four closest friends. Only when the first spurt of Brooke's cum shot out like a jet, eliciting a long groan from the model, did she realize who else was there: An orange-haired farmer girl, who'd clearly just gotten done elbowing the door down. A brunette with shredded abs, now giggling past a bit lower lip. And a girl with a scarlet streak in her hair, who'd already started to leave the room in a hurry, her face just as red.

Leonie, Julie, and Louise. Her other closest friends and teammates here at LAW.

The second and third squirts came only with grunts. An eternity passed as Brooke and Christina stared at one another, both mouths agape. A thin line of drool dripped from Brooke's mouth, and Christina's went dry. The psychologist had clearly misinterpreted all the shrieks and pleas she'd heard for the past ten minutes. As she understood them, she'd found them reason enough to round up the rest of Team Stanza and barge into Alizeh Midori's dressing room. She came ready for a fight, but hardly expected to find... This.

Christina stammered. "I... I... I'll pay for the door?"

Brooke fainted.