L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

This wasn't how it was supposed to go at all. Curled up with the pretend goddess knuckle deep in her asshole and pussy, her face covered in her own release as her breasts were toyed with. If anyone, it should have been Ishtar in this state. Her and her false testimony of love in the squared circle. So why was it her who was in this position, climaxing for a third time now?

She was the deity of depravity! An avatar of lust! And yet the make believe upstart was the one in control here. Pretty, sexy, and incredibly skilled or not, a false goddess was still just a false goddess. As she came down, both as she was let go and for the short time she was allowed to gather herself, she grit her teeth and turned her head to the side. The islander was disappointed in herself for getting carried away so easily. She had to bring it back somehow before this bitch took this lead all the way to the end.

Kama was soon shaken from her thoughts, feeling Ishtar's drooling sex upon her own. "F-fuuuu~ck," she quietly moaned, biting her bottom lip to silence any other noises. She had to deny the pleasant tingle as their most intimate spots ground together. If she came again, there'd be no saving herself. She'd go crazy, merely lying there for Ishtar to keep making her cum until the buzzer rang. Heck, maybe even more if the middle easterner became that addicted to her.

In her position, with the brunette pretender sitting up and with her leg in her grasp, there wasn't much she could do. There was only two options to counter, and she only had the strength for one of them. Kama rolled her hips against Ishtar's own, turning them just enough to stimulate the pretender's swollen pearl while also keeping her own over-stimulated bundle of nerves safe.

Her left hand would also latch onto Ishtar's breast, pushing her palm against her rather large nipples while fingers dug into her bronze orb. She fondled, squeezed, and ground her palm into the sensitive tit-flesh. She wouldn't just lay there and let Ishtar keep building her momentum. The true deity would do what she could to get her opponent reach her climax first, and hopefully get a chance to breath after.

The more Kama tried to fight back, the more Ishtar enjoyed their incredibly hot sexual contest. "Yes! Ohhhh yes!" Ishtar moaned as Kama rolled her hips against her own, feeling her hot clit grind deeply into Kama's sopping wet sex, "Ohhh I can feel your love!" Ishtar put up no defense, letting Kama grab her to her heart's content, moaning as Kama groped her breast and gasping as her clit got stimulated. Her toes curled from the pleasure, the goddess of love not resisting at all as she let Kama pleasure her deeply.

Though that didn't mean Ishtar was passive. On the contrary, the goddess ground back with all her might, wanting Kama to feel her love as much as possible! She ground her hips down, swiveling to let her clit split open Kama's sex and stimulate the entire length, going so far as to try and penetrate her with her swollen sex nub. Her hands reached up as well, cupping Kama's full breasts and giving them a tight squeeze, pinching her nipples for added measure. Ishtar was not about to just let Kama dictate their pace as she bounced her hips, fucking her right back!

"Nnngh! Come on, let's go clit to clit!" Ishtar challenged, swivelling her hips again as she sought out the base of Kama's sex nub. "Let my love flood your body Kama, and admit that I am your goddess!"

Things truly seemed dire for the deity of depravity. Her back was on the oily mats, her hips humping furiously against the dark skinned pretender to try and get her to cum before she did. Even as Ishtar tried to move her hips around in search of Kama's own clit. She made it as difficult as possible, but at the rate she was being worked up it wouldn't matter. After cumming thrice in a short time, her sex was much more stimulated than Ishtar's own. She was starting from behind, trying to take a lead in what was slowly seeming to be a fruitless endeavor.

Ishtar continued her assault by reaching down with both hands, squeezing tightly and pinched at the prone deity's nipples. The deity's head shot back against the mats, shaking from side to side in another fruitless struggle to keep herself sane. This couldn't be it, she refused.

But... but it fels so, so good. The pretender's hands knew just how to squeeze her breasts, and tweak her nipples without just being painful. The way their oily, drooling, sensitive sexes rubbed against each other with vigor felt incredible. Maybe giving in wouldn't be too bad. Maybe she was actually wrong here, and love did have a place in the ring. Mayb-

"Admit that I am your goddes!"

Those words shook her from the lustful haze that she was sinking into from the ring'a oily aphrodisiacs. The islander's new persona was the only goddess in this ring. There was no need for 'love' or 'passion.' Only the most basic of urges and perversion. Only desires and unadulterated devaincy.

Only depravity.

Kama shook her head more violently, clearing pleasurable fog as much as she could. "F-fuuuck~," she started with a moan, her mind finally realizing Ishtar put both hands on her tits and weren't holding her leg hostage anymore. Suddenly, finding strength the islander didn't realize she had, her leg hooked behind the middle easterner's head and aimed to pull her right down, face first, into the oily mats. "You!!!" With the girl hopefully stunned from her sudden slam face first, the islander would go to get the dark skinned pretender on her belly and lift her hips up near the deity's face. However, rather than dive in to the main course, she instead opted to wrap her legs around Ishtar for a body scissor, pressing her bare foot against Ishtar's cheek and press down, keeping her nose and mouth right next to the sensual liquid in hopes it would start working as it had on her. As well as cause her and her blasphemous ass pain with the scissor.