Lilith vs Estelle Arnault [Hardstyle Hentai]

As the two remained locked together in her hugging embrace, it was almost a clear contest of wills. What started as slow and slight affections became a mirror to Estelle's own offense as the Scottish succubus had ramped up her timing and ferocity to match the other woman. After each firm knead from the Swiss Rose's thigh, she would find Lilith's do the same right after with the two trading off.

Kiss for kiss, thrust for thrust, it was a race almost. The issue being though, the succubus had proven already her stamina and longevity were impressively large pools from which to draw from. Lilith hummed softly into each kiss, teasing blowing into the other womans ear and breathing hot exhales over her collar. Estelle's current efforts alone didn't seem to phase her, even as she moaned softly with undeniable arousal at their continued battle.

The shift of power finally came when the Swiss Rose slipped one of her hands down between them. The touch of those delicate fingers trailing down her shimmering body again brought a chill down her spine, drawing in a deep breath in anticipation as they slithered further south. The sudden kiss that found their lips locked together had caught her off guard with her attention drawn elsewhere, getting a small surprised gasp from her before Estelle's tongue invaded her mouth.

Lilith let out a long muffled moan as the other woman's tongue found her own and coiled around it, submissively allowing for the woman to do anything she pleased. Her thigh slowly lowered from Estelle's crotch as the succubus needed both feet planted to hold herself upright. Rather than pinning the Swiss Rose firmly in against the corner, she seemed to almost be hanging on her now, an easy target to be pushed over.

Lilith leaned her weight forward, using Estelle to prop herself up as she savored every ounce of control her opponent gained over her. She was pleased to find the Swiss Rose had been able to hold out and drive her back, allowing for another bout of pleasure exchanged between the two of them. While she still held firm to her intention on winning the match, part of her hoped the other woman could conquer her so completely that she would best the succubus.

She shuddered when their kiss came apart, her lips drifting down Estelle's with a small nip and a gentle peck of her chin. Lilith proved to be malleable, easily turned until she was left slumped up against the turnbuckles with little more than a soft moan. One leg than the other were draped across the ropes, leaving her suspended over the canvas, tangled up within the corner.

Her head pulled back, rich chocolate locks spilling down her shoulders and over the turnbuckles. Her sweat slicked body squirmed at each passionate stroke of her womanhood, turning her body in a feeble attempt to escape. Though these seemed to be little more than a token struggle, there for Estelle to take command over and reign her in. In truth, she was trapped, a willing victim to every affection she was being given.

"Uhn...uhn… is that it?" The brunette's hips slowly pushed up against Estelle's hand, grinding herself up against the woman's delicate fingers. Her body grew tense with excitement, hungering more for the other woman's body each passing moment, unable to hide it. She reached out with her hands, placing her palms on Estelle's shoulders in a mock attempt at struggle, pushing at the other womans but not strong enough to overpower her.

Anyone could tell, at a glance, The Swiss Rose was a beautiful woman. Those piercing green eyes of her out with longing were so profound to stare into. Her long flowing brunette hair, soft and pillowy, a joy to run her fingers though. Luscious curves pleasing on the eye and so much better to touch. It was more than simply how she looked though. It was her air of confidence and her willingness to go where her senses took her. That sort of behavior would be considered a weakness to some, making oneself vulnerable in a competitive sport, but it only served to endear this woman to the Scottish Succubus. She felt a certain kinship here, a respect for one another and the bounty that was this union they shared. They were fighting still, but in the end they were both having fun and experimenting free from the shackles of outside judgement.

Her red eyes burned under Estelle's gaze, eager as her wet lips slipped away from her opponent's. She couldn't help but roll her tongue over them, tasting what was left of their kiss as the other woman spoke to her, promising more delight to come. Oh how she wanted it all, strung up in the ropes as she was like a prisoner in a dungeon, waiting to be punished for her crimes.

Lilith moaned into their rough kiss, head pulling back against the turnbuckles when Estelle departed, leaving her panting as the other woman's lips laid claim to her body little by little. The weight of her arms rested on the other woman's shoulders, following her as she descended her body until she dipped too far and Lilith's fingers started to slip away. Instead, her digits reached out, pawing weakly to slip into the brunette wild mane of silky hair, letting her fingers roam not unlike her opponents lips.

Each small stop along the way caused the trapped woman to squirm and fight lightly, finding it hard not to let out a hot pant or soft giggle where Estelle lingered to nip or pick. Lilith's thighs quiver at Swiss Rose's warm breath against her tender skin. Anticipation finding th Scottish woman biting down on her lower lip, knowing full well what came next. No sooner had her opponent slipped her tongue inside her than she let out a cry of pleasure, receiving exactly what she wanted, what she needed, in that moment.

Fingers clenched around handfuls of hair as she hung on tightly, bucking as Estelle plundered her womanhood unopposed. Lilith let out a hard shudder, her body tensing against the passionate affection, trying in vain to twist her body from side to side as she came closer to climax but was locked into the corner with no place to go at her opponents mercy. Her head pulled back against the turnbuckles as she let out another long moan, trying her best to resist giving in, making the other woman work for it… but it was no use. Within moments she let out one last cry, her body shaking under the sudden shock of her defenses breaking, giving way to orgasm.

Lilith's head lulled back against the turnbuckles as her body went slack within the tangled confine of the ropes. There was little more than a small quivering jolt as Estelle took her fill, sampling all her vagina had to offer as she was helpless and panting, basking in the afterglow of orgasm. She had practically melted into the corner, hanging limply, her chest heaving with every labored pant. She moaned contently with sing song hum to her tone as she wished for nothing more than to lose herself in the Swiss Rose's arms beneath the covers in some far off bedroom. A shame they couldn't have that here…

Her eyes rolled back in her head with each sweet kiss Estelle placed on her body. They made chills run up her spine as those lips trailer past so many places she wished they lingered. It was hard to keep a faint girlish giggle from bubbling up when she had reached her collar, slowly lifting her head just the moment the Swiss Rose chose to lock eyes with her.

Lilith headed forward, pressing her forehead to Estelle's as she breathed out heavily, finally showing signs of fatigue. She was tired but excited… in the back of her mind she could see this woman before her ravaging her over and over before finally pinning her exhausted body to the mat. The passion of lovers mixed with the thrill of competition was almost enough to make her explode.

"Careful now… they say it's possible to have too much of a good thing." The Scottish Succubus warned quietly in little more than a whisper. She was in no real position of lobby threats, not as Estelle pushed up against her sealing their lips together. Lilith moaned in frustrated defiance but clearly loved every moment of it as the Swiss Rose forced her head back, making her taste every bit of the embrace.

Her thighs quivered as the brunette pressed her palm between her legs again. There was no escape if she stayed here, the Swiss Rose could easily grind her to dust with orgasm after orgasm if she stayed tangled here in the ropes. Weakly, Lilith tried to bring one leg up, trying to kick her foot over the middle rope to free one of her legs before it was too late.

The pursuit of beauty was a dangerous thing. This match could have ended swiftly with the Scottish Succubus holding Estelle down and ravaging the poor girl until she passed out. The difference in their skill and endurance when it came to a match like this was a vast one… but where was the fun to be had in that? What a waste to be partnered with such a ravishing woman just to squander the time they were given. So she had chosen to indulge.

Still, she had remained in solid control, reining the Swiss Rose in every time there was a risk of her building momentum. Until she let herself become careless and trapped. Being a prisoner was hardly a terrible thing, she was treated well within Estelle's embrace as the two women made out with one another against the turnbuckles. Her opponents wandering fingers however were cause for concern as she stroked her like an instrument, forcing muffled moans into their kiss. Had she remained trapped, in time she would succumb to her opponent, there was no doubt in her mind. She craved her touch, wished to feel her body quake with another orgasm… but knew that would be the end of her.

Slipping a single leg free from the ropes was all she needed, just that faint sliver of hope to allow her a fighting chance. She pushed forward, grinding their breasts to one another, shuddering as their nipples dragged across each other. Her kiss became more ferocious to match Estelle's, no longer content to be submissive.

She stepped up with her free leg, planting the sole of her foot shakily on the ropes for leverage. With a hard shove, she pushed Estelle back just enough to part their bodies, their lips popping audibly as they seperated. She rose up, standing on the middle rope, freeing her other trapped leg to balance on the ropes with both legs. Without warning she sprang forward, attempting to wrap her thighs around the Swiss Rose's head, twisting the two of them about with a hurricanrana to send Estelle hurtling towards the center of the ring.