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Finally Olga sat back, breathing hard but evenly, her breasts and nipples jutting out in triumph, while Megan lay with her face turned to the side, eyes closed, moaning and whimpering with aching need. When Olga grabbed hold of Megan's right boot and lifted up her right leg, propping it up against her shoulder, Megan found herself almost thrusting her pussy up to meet Olga's descending one, before she caught herself. She bit her lip. No, she couldn't give up so easily...
But her willpower was almost drained, and the mental battle was all but lost. Olga's imposing size advantage, overwhelming display of arm strength, and superior sexual prowess all combined to sap Megan's fighting spirit. Even the awareness of Brooke looking on served to heighten the arousal. The humiliation, the shame, of being defeated like this, while she watched...
And Brooke was watching - she was now fingering herself openly, as Olga went in for the finish. Her eyes met Megan's for an instant, and then she averted them, as if ashamed.
Olga's pussy mashed forcefully against Megan's, flooding Megan's mind with the liquid warmth of that contact. Soft, wet flesh planted itself firmly upon her pink, swollen womanhood. The tribbing began.
She was being fucked. Olga was doing it, fucking her, even though she wasn't using a strap-on - it was the same, in effect. Olga's pussy was... was stronger than hers. Olga's juices were flowing down, into her own pussy - wasn't that part of being fucked? And Olga held her right leg firmly in place with one arm - she had always been so proud of her leg muscles, but now she couldn't move her captive leg even a bit - and flexed her left biceps, grinning triumphantly down at Megan.
Megan could bear no more, she could fight no more, she could hold out no more. Her fingers left marks in the mat as she arched her back, stiffened for one long moment... and then the convulsions overtook her body and she jerked and shuddered and cried out in the throes of the most powerful orgasm she had ever had forced upon her.
She was dizzy, and soft, like pudding, and wholly unable to resist as Olga scooped her up into her arms and cradled her like a kitty, in her humongous arms.
"Poor little pussy," she laughed, harshly. "Here, let Mama make it all better..."
The veins on her breasts could be seen, pale blue, just below the skin surface on her heaving breasts - they were B-cups like Megan's but at the moment, they seemed so large, so powerful...
As if hypnotized, Megan found herself opening her mouth and accepting the large pink nipple that Olga proffered. The soft flesh - so incongruous when seen against such hard, strong muscles - pressed in all around her mouth, almost closing off her nose. Her eyes closed, and she suckled.
Dimly, she was aware that Brooke was climaxing - she recognized those soft moaning cries. But she couldn't stop herself, especially when the milk began to flow and filled her mouth.
There she was... "Muscle Queen" Megan... broken and defeated decisively, drinking obediently from the breast of the stronger, better Olga. Her surrender, this time, was total.
- COMMENTS
KatieTayabout 4 years agoAuthorThis was a commissioned piece, so I can't claim credit for the ideas - only the execution :)
jmsloderbabout 4 years agoI'm totally being that asshole comment spammer now I know. Sorry.
I almost forgot to mention the overarching USA vs Russia was a great idea I've never seen either. Kind of like interraciality where it just adds a whole other dynamic to the domination.
Normally I'm too lazy to write, but frankly you might have inspired me to start writing a series. And I like many of the ideas the other commenters have mentioned for direction. If you don't mind I'd like to use these 2 chapters as a loose basis for the start of my story.
jmsloderbabout 4 years agoAlmost forgot the fact that it's multiple battles with the same winner each time when 99% of the time (from the sexfights I've read at least) the second match ends up being revenge instead of the loser put in their place even more. And I figured this would be another revenge. Again kudos.
jmsloderbabout 4 years agoFound this story on Discord and let me tell you you hit so many of my fetishes with this story. Sexfights are one of my main ones (specifically those that don't end in a tie...hate that shit and it's so common). And I love muscular women (which surprisingly few sexfights use even though it's still useful), humiliation, choking, titfights, one-sided tribbing, flexing, nipple-sucking in defeat, and the back-and-forth match at first followed by Olga playing with her before finishing her.
It's rare to find even half of those in a single story. Amazing. Can't wait to look at your other work.
Anonymousover 6 years agodef want to read a story with nina fighting (and hopefully winning!) against someone but whatever you want to write next i will love as i'm sure everyone else will :)
