Nathan Weed vs Jamie Rivers

Nathan's spirit was crushed. He really thought he'd be out of here by now, but it seemed as though the ref had it in for him for some reason.

No time for that, though. At that moment, there was a beautiful naked woman on top of him, teasing his cock, and laughing that, for the next ten minutes, he'd be completely under her control. Her voice was sultry, but Nathan was terrified of the devilish undertone he detected. She pushed his arms back, and Nathan was compelled to fight back or surrender his honor.

"Ten minutes..." he mumbled. Without warning, Nathan threw his weight hard to his right, towards the bed, submission hold be damned. He was trying to free his arms so he could pry the rest of himself free from Jamie's hold. He understood that, in his position, success in this endeavor would hurt much more than failure.

If he got free, he'd stand up and clumsily fall backwards onto the bed.

As Nathan suddenly throws himself to the side, Jamie is surprised, but doesnâ€t release him from her holds. He was on top now, but no more in control than he was before; Jamie gave him a smug look, “Alright then, now that youâ€re on top, whatâ€s next?” She gave her hips a grind against his crotch, “Are you gonna do me?” She gave a chuckle as she tensed her arms against his, pulling on the boys limbs slightly, “Unless you show a little backbone, no… a little more tenaciousness… Iâ€ll start to show you some of my more tenacious attributes…”

"Damnit..." Nathan grimaced as Jamie teased his erection again. In this position, it really did seem as if he intended to plow into her, if not for his shorts. The proximity and suggestiveness of their new position turned his face red. He couldn't help but think about how smooth her skin felt against his- like marble, and just as hard too.

Nathan was at a loss as to how to escape from Jamie's hold. As Jamie added the pressure, however, Nathan decided to try to roll again, intending to slam Jamie up against the side of bed.

"Well, what are you waiting for?" I'm sure a big boy like you..." She pauses to arc her hips upward slowly, feeling out his length, "Won't have any problem going through these skimpy things." She smiles as she toys with him suggestivly, forcing herself up in little pulses, letting his rod probe at her.

"Mabye you just need a little more encouragement to break out of your shell," as she said this, Nathan decieded to roll and slam her against the bed. She loosed up on the pressure slightly, but her grip never faltered. Her smirk on the other hand, grew. "That's more like it... now it's my turn." With that raised her hips up and without any chance for him to try and reposition his hips, slammed herself down on his erection. The sensation that it was so close to it's goal would keep him hard while it tried in vain to painfully push through the layers of that seperated the pair.

Nathan was encouraged by the results of his attack. Once he felt some of the pressure subside, he tried to wrench his arms away from Jamie's hold. But Jamie's delighted expression grew, and as she raised her hips, Nathan's eyes grew wide. "Don't..." he managed before she slammed down her hips again.

Nathan shut his eyes and groaned. Despite the extreme discomfort and pain that came with Jamie's assault, his erection throbbed, stubbornly threatening to rip through his boxers and his shorts to reach the goal on the other side of the fabric.

Fuck it. Nathan opened his eyes and redoubled his efforts to escape, this time adding bucking motions to his wrenching to aid in his extraction from Jamie's grasp. If he could just get an arm free, he might have a shot at escaping.

"Uh oh, you're moaning already? Don't tell me that you're starting to loose it so soon, we havn't even begun the fun stuff yet." Jamie wiggled her hips against Nathan, taunting his buldging erection. "Mabye you just need me to relieve some of the pressure, hmm?" As she speaks, she begins to bend the boys arms behind his back in an attempt to pin them so she could free her own hands.

However, as Nathan began to increase his efforts for escape she found that by keeping her hands pinned alongside his own would make things so much harder for him. As he began to buck, she began to grind her hips back methodically, seriously threatening both of their clothing as his erection speared into her hips.

Nathan had hoped to take Jamie off guard when he began to buck. But, as luck would have it, Jamie seemed to be well on top of her game. As he thrashed up and down, Jamie calmly stayed in control, riding Nathan as if she'd ordered him to buck in the first place.

Finally, Nathan gave up on that strategy and settled down. "Alright, enough already," Nathan breathed, frustrated. "It's going to start chaffing." At a loss as to how to escape, Nathan laid back, as still as his opponent would allow, granting Jamie full control. His erection stayed valiantly stiff, despite the torture it was enduring from his stretched shorts.

"Aww. You can't handle a little friction? Well then, look's like we're going to hvae to up the ante a little bit." Despite Nathan, relaxing in her hold, Jamie still didn't give him much time to respond as the rolled the two of them over an, twisting them in the process so that now they were both lying face up, with Nathan lying onto of her. However, she had kept his arms trapped behind his back, so his palms would now by pressed directly onto her bare chest. Her own hands, were wrapped around his waist, keeping him in position, while she kept his legs immobiolaized in a grapevine.

Nathan continued to let Jamie move him as she wished, so she was easily able to wrap her arms around his waist and entangle his legs in her own in a unique backward grapevine. Nathan felt something unexpectedly soft in his hands behind his back, and he gave a curious squeeze. Nathan reddened. Oops.

But his arms, though they were trapped behind his back, were not at all secured there. Before Jamie had a chance to realize her blunder, Nathan would launch his arms outward to free them from behind his back. He'd then sit upright and try to pry open Jamie's grip from his waist.

Jamie regrets not better securing her hold on Nathan as he gives her breasts a grobe then pulls his hands free. But as he goes to try and free her hands from around his waist, she quickly moves her hands down, easily sliding them both beneath his shorts and then takes ahold of his member. "Mabye you should have kept your hold on my breasts. You would of been able to enjoy it more..."