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Round 1 Fight 5 Part 2
🕑 Added 2020-01-25 05:00:02 +0000 UTC
Tik Tik: Happy night night, TOP fans! Today we show fun sexy fight from palace of Gishunu, lord of faraway land!
Hanioc: This is the “Tournament of Pleasure,” Tik Tik. Please, show some decorum for such a prestigious and holy affair and don’t give it some kind of trendy abbreviation..
T: Holy, yes, but fun fight fuck fun. No prestige, just pretense!
H: I’ll ignore it for irreverence for now, as this fight needs to get underway, soon..
T: Thank thank! Today, fight fight between two super-smart people. Zozafina, the sorceress from the Dark Elf lands, and Chanda, royal Tantera expert. What is Tantera?
H: It is a form of sexual teaching that relies on fluidity and calmness of mind, which means the two here seem to have a distinctly different philosophy towards sexuality. This could make for an exciting battle, considering both of them will use the sexual side as their primary means of overcoming their opponent. So, without further ado, let us get to the fight!
Zozafina undoes her cape, letting it fall down over her shoulders. She holds her hands out and closes her eyes, making the magical energy well up inside of her. Meanwhile, Chanda slithers around her. His rainbow-scaled tail rolls in waves of heaving, smooth movements, all deliberate to invoke a more lumbering form than he actually possesses.
He winds up behind her, pressing his naked chest against her back, two arms move around, resting just above her navel. The other two rub up against her sides while he looms over her, tail coiling around at her high-heeled feet. “I can feel the magic flowing through you, elf,” The serpent says, swirling fingers over the exposed skin at her stomach. “You try to bend it to your will. Only a fool does that. You have to let it flow as it wills, not as you do. Become its vessel, its messenger, not its master.”
He leans in, pressing his lips against her neck. She tilts, letting him have more access, her fingers twitching, ready to strike once the moment is right, but he does not falter. Fingers move up underneath her top, fondling at her impressive breasts. He pulls his face free from her and shakes his head. “These are not the way nature made you.”
She pushes her chest forward, her eyes fluttering open. A red light glows from those orbs. “Oh, you are correct, snakey. I made myself better. Now, if you’re going to shame me, at least make it sexy.” With that, she squeezes her fingers together, and Chanda’s breath halts for a moment, a tiny squeak coming from his throat.
Zozafina hums to herself, bringing her hands upward in front of her. From there, she begins a pantomime. She strokes along an invisible length while looking over towards the lord of the palace. She giggles, tickling the imaginary phallus before she parts her lips gently, sliding up against where that pole might be.
Chanda’s tail twitches, and he holds onto her tightly. He says nothing, but the blush on his face tells more than he lets on.
Bobbing along that fake cock, the sorceress can speak while pleasuring her partner. “What’s the matter? I thought you went with the flow? Never been sucked off by a sorceress before?”
He shakes his head, his tongue flicking out, playing at her skin. His frustration evidently a delight to her from the twitching and pearling of her own exposed rod. He pulls his hands free from her body, and she stops, whimpering a little herself. “Aw, what’s the matter? Is my magic too powerful for you?”
Again, his words are replaced with animalistic sounds, but his actions speak far louder. With trained speed, he wraps around the sorceress before she has a chance to retaliate. He coils around her legs and up along her body. He squeezes against tits and cock and hips and ass, pinning her arms down against her.
She struggles, puffing out her cheeks and shaking her head. “H-hey!? I thought you were supposed to like things nice and slow!?”
“I cannot afford such luxuries facing a sorceress,” he hisses. “I must end this now.”
“What are you going to do?” The sorceress taunts, looking up to him with large, doe-like eyes, betrayed by the dark magic flowing through them. “Are you going to make me fill you up, you naughty naga boy?”
His eye twitches, and his mouth turns down into a frown. “I can make you submit!” He says, wrapping around her once more, coiling tighter against her body. “I can make you cum, and I can break your bones, and I can do whatever I want now. You fell right where I want you.”
“Then, why don’t you make this interesting and end me? Or, are you too scared to slide me down that wonderful warm gullet of yours, hm?”
The snake grits his teeth, tongue poking out through them and slithering around over her cheek. “That’s exactly what you would want, isn’t it?” He asks, rolling his tail and putting her dick between the layers. There, scales and muscles wiggle and twitch, stroking the woman by her cock.
Zozafina bites her lip. “Hmmm, I want to experience everything, snakey-boy. It’s the only way I can become a more powerful eroarcanist, ah…”
“Even if it means your death?”
She wiggles, thrusting her hips forward between the layers of the tail in the serpentine approximation of intercrural. “Oh, it won’t come to that, love…” she says, a dull red blush appearing on her cheeks. “Because I’ll beat you by the end of this, just as soon as I let you beat me off.”
He grabs her by the cheeks, squeezing them together. He knocks his forehead against hers, his eyes, dark and hypnotic, latch onto hers. “You are no mystic. You are a slut!”
She lets out a loud groan at that, throwing her head back. “Ooh... Ahh... Y-yeah? Yeah!”
With that, she shoots her load, leaving the snake with a sticky substance in his scales. She sighs, shaking her head, and says. “And just what kind of person do you think will win a fucking tournament?”
There are warmth and tingle that happens down there where the dark elf shoots off into him, and Chanda feels that with a woman this sex-crazed, this fight is far from over.
