Aiden Ashley And Tori Lux – Lesbian – Wrestling – Brunette – Bikini – Face Sitting – Scissoring – Strap On – Masturbation – Us

The sultry brunettes Aiden Ashley and Tori Lux faced each other in the wrestling ring, clad in tiny bikinis that showcased their taut, athletic bodies. The buzz of anticipation from the crowd was palpable as the referee signaled the start of their no-holds-barred lesbian match.

Aiden lunged forward, her toned muscles rippling, but Tori nimbly sidestepped her, driving a firm hand into Aiden’s back. Aiden stumbled, catching herself on the ropes, and Tori pounced, her powerful legs locking around Aiden’s waist. She squeezed, digging her bikini-clad thighs into Aiden’s skin as the crowd roared.

Aiden let out a strangled groan, but rather than submitting, she reached back and gripped Tori’s ass, pulling her tighter. Their breasts pressed together, nipples hardening through the thin fabric, sending jolts of electric pleasure between them. Despite the rough grappling, the fight seemed to be taking an erotic turn.

Tori broke the hold, shoving Aiden away and straddling her waist. She shoved Aiden’s shoulders to the mat, leaning down until her face was inches from Aiden’s. “Gonna make you beg, slut,” Tori growled.

Slowly, deliberately, Tori ground her damp bikini bottoms against Aiden’s mound. Aiden threw her head back, crying out in ecstasy at the intense stimulation. The crowd went wild, cheering and cat-calling as the match descended into a sensual tangle.

Tori moved up Aiden’s body, settling her firm ass on Aiden’s face. She rocked back and forth, smothering Aiden with her cunt. Aiden’s moans were muffled under the sodden material, but her arms came up to grip Tori’s thighs, pulling her harder against her mouth.

Not to be left out, Aiden used the break in the action to slip a hand into her bikini bottoms, fingers delving into her dripping folds. The lewd wet sounds of both women masturbating filled the ring. Tori grabbed the ropes and pressed her chest forward, her nipples aching for attention.

Suddenly, Tori rolled off, tumbling Aiden on top of her. Aiden wasted no time, latching onto one rosy peak and suckling hard. Tori shuddered, her grip tightening in Aiden’s hair and holding on for dear life as Aiden devoured her breasts. The auburn-haired beauty couldn’t help but buck up against Aiden, her clit throbbing with need.

When Aiden pulled away, Tori locked eyes with her, her pupils dilated with lust. In a flash, she switched their positions, pinning Aiden down. Two fingers delved into Aiden’s soaked entrance, and Aiden convulse, a warbling cry escaping her lips.

While Aiden was distracted, Tori hunted for something under the ring apron. Her fingers closed round the handle of a dildo strap-on. Within moments, she had it buckled around her hips, the bulky silicone erection standing at attention. “Time to put on a real show,” Tori smirked.

She straddled Aiden, pushing the toy against her folds. Aiden’s eyes widened, and she shook her head, trying to back away. But Tori was insistent, rubbing the dildo around Aiden’s clit and entrance. Slowly, Aiden’s hips began to lift, begging for the intrusion. With a snap of Tori’s hips, she thrust inside, burying the toy deep.

Overwhelmed, Aiden thrashed beneath her, mindful of the lewd sucking sounds each thrust made. Tori reached down, adding to the symphony by rubbing Aiden’s aching bud. It was too much, and Aiden spasmed around the toy. Tori thrust harder, wants to milk climax after climax from her opponent’s writhing body.

As Aiden’s hips began to still, Tori pulled away, leaving the dildo slick with Aiden’s juices. “Not so fast,” she taunted, a wicked grin crossing her face. Tori gripped Aiden’s ankles and pushed her knees up and apart, exposing Aiden fully. With that, she surged in, scissoring Aiden with a vengeance, one firm thigh pressing against Aiden’s clit while the other worked her entrance.

Aiden’s back arched clean off the mat, a hoarse scream tearing from her throat as wave after wave of mind-numbing pleasure crashed over her. Tori was relentless, her own arousal soaring as she felt Aiden’s walls clench around her again and again. Orgasm after orgasm melted Aiden’s mind, leaving her a shuddering, crying mess beneath Tori’s ministrations.

Finally, breathlessly, Tori pulled away, Aiden’s juices thick on her thighs. She looked up to see Aiden draped limply across the mat, eyes dull with spent pleasure, cunt still twitching. The crowd’s cheers seemed distant now.

Tori glanced down at the CNN representative in the front row, a sly smile tugging at her lips as she deliberately bent down, exposing her dripping folds to the camera as she unbuckled the strap-on. The reply from the producer was immediate when the live feed cut to commercial break.

As the cheers died down, the referee gestured them into the center of the ring to hold hands and “result!” Aiden raised their still-implicated fingers in a cursory high-five, and the unimpressed referee stepped back as their opponent Tori Lux shrugged before sauntering out of the ring.

The two women separated, their bodies and hearts heavy even as they were congratulated by management. Aiden’s footsteps dragged on the plaza as she made her way back to the locker room. In the distance, she could hear the blaring of CNN and the redneck fans screaming in delight at the match. Tori Lux’s words echoed in her mind: “I don’t care if it costs your job, but you’d better figure out a way to make sure you get me for our next meeting.”