L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

After all that Lexi had to take from Rina it felt good getting her some retribution, making the silver-haired for all her arrogance and misdeeds towards Lexi. Seeing and feeling her rival’s strength fading in the midst of her standing headscissors was something Lexi really enjoyed, but the golden seal was executing that buttdrop that got the blonde landing on top or Rina’s face. Witnessing how Rina’s body just stopped properly functioning, her legs kicking a couple times before she went completely limp, was some exhillarating feeling of rush for Lexi. Now only one thing remained, claim that win by making Rina orgasm.

Lexi would get a hold at her rival’s legs, folding them in a matchbook pin so she had clear access to the silver-haired’s pussy. Then, unceremoniously, Lexi would drive three fingers inside Rina’s snatch. Her hand would become an absolute blur of movement, not aimed at pleasing her rival but just to overwhelm her with everything just to make her cum as quickly as possible. After all this wasn’t a reward for a well-fought match but a punishment, a claim on her victory, and Lexi was well resolved to show that by forcing a barely conscious Rina to cum to her relentless fingerblast.

Rina’s body lay completely limp beneath Lexi, silver hair fanned out across the mat, face still crushed under the heavy weight of the blonde’s ass. She was out cold no conscious fight left yet the moment Lexi folded her legs back into a tight matchbook pin and drove three fingers deep into her dripping cunt, pure instinct took over.

Her hips gave a weak, involuntary wiggle. Thighs trembled hard against Lexi’s grip. A broken, muffled sound escaped her throat, half-gasp half-whimper, the only air she could pull in whatever thin space remained between Lexi’s cheeks and the canvas.

Squelch—squelch—squelch—

Lexi’s hand became a merciless blur. Wet, filthy sounds filled the air as those three fingers pistoned in and out of Rina’s pussy with punishing speed, no rhythm meant for pleasure, only for overload. The slick, obscene noise of her own arousal being forced out of her mixed with the soft slap-slap-slap of Lexi’s knuckles against her folds.

Rina’s body hung uselessly in the pin, legs folded and held only because Lexi kept them there. Her arms stayed dead at her sides. Her face stayed buried, nose and mouth smothered, every shaky breath a struggle against the warm, heavy flesh pressing her into the mat. Still the instincts kept firing—hips jerking in tiny, helpless spasms, thighs quivering harder with every brutal thrust of those fingers.

Glck… squelch… glck-glck-glck—

The pressure built fast. Even unconscious, her cunt clenched down greedily around the invading fingers. A low, broken moan vibrated against Lexi’s ass as her body started to shake in earnest. Then it hit.

Rina’s back arched as much as the pin would allow. A strangled, wet cry tore out of her muffled and desperate right as her pussy convulsed hard. Thick, clear fluid sprayed in messy pulses, soaking Lexi’s hand, then arcing higher as the orgasm ripped through her limp body. Cum splattered across Lexi’s face, ran down her abs in glistening streaks, and pooled on her stomach in warm, sticky ropes while Rina’s thighs locked and trembled violently in the blonde’s hold.

Her body kept twitching through the forced climax, hips giving one last weak, reflexive grind before everything went slack again.