Lesbian Wrestler Dominates Dyke With Strapon

In the sultry heat of a dimly lit basement, two scantily clad, inked-up vixens faced off in the center of a large, padded wrestling mat. Tawni, the blonde bombshell, was a seasoned stud with an insatiable appetite for womanly flesh. Her opponent, Dritty, was a sultry tattooed minx with a curvy figure and a matching hunger for sexual conquest.

Both women circled each other like tigresses sizing up their prey. The tension in the air was palpable, crackling with the promise of a intense, erotic showdown. Tawni was the first to make a move, lunging forward and grabbing Dritty in a vicious leg-lock.

“Damn girl, you’re full of surprises,” Dritty purred, arching her back as Tawni’s hands roamed over her curvy body.

Tawni smirked, her blue eyes glinting with mischief. “You ain’t seen nothin’ yet, dyke.”

With a grunt of effort, Tawni hoisted Dritty up and slammed her against the mat, pinning her down with the weight of her muscular body. Dritty squirmed and writhed beneath her, her ample breasts heaving with each breath.

Tawni took full advantage of Dritty’s compromised position, grinding her crotch against her opponent’s ass. The blonde bitch reached behind herself and pulled out a bulky strap-on cock, already buckled around her waist and ready for action.

“Oh you kinky little slut,” Dritty growled appreciatively, feeling the rubber dick press against her curvy cheeks.

“Thought you might like this, dyke,” Tawni taunted, giving Dritty a firm swat on her round rump.

Dritty let out a breathy moan, loving the dominant display. Tawni gripped Dritty’s hips and began to fuck her, thrusting the strap-on deep between her cheeks. The blonde bitch set a brutal pace, slamming her hips forward and driving the thick cock into her opponent’s most intimate places.

Dritty’s pussy was soaking wet, her arousal dripping down her inner thighs. The feel of that hard fake dick pounding away at her injection point was pure ecstasy.

As Tawni plowed her relentlessly, Dritty reached back and began frigging her clit, rubbing her swollen bud in tight little circles. The added stimulation quickly pushed her over the edge. Dritty came hard, her pussy clenching around the strap-on as she shuddered and cried out in release.

While Dritty was still riding out her intense orgasm, Tawni flipped her onto her back. The blonde bully straddled Dritty’s face and inched the stinky strap-down towards her mouth.

“Clean my cock like a good little dyke, slut,” Tawni ordered. “Get it nice and wet for round two.”

“Yes mistress,” Dritty replied breathlessly, taking the rubber shaft between her lips.

Dritty sucked it sloppily, dragging her tongue along every thick inch as Tawni fucked her mouth. The musky, slightly artificial taste burst on the minx’s palette. She choked and gagged around the invading toy, tears streaming down her face just how Tawni liked it.

When the blonde mistress was satisfied, she climbed off the cum stained strap and slapped Dritty’s thighs apart. The enraged slut penetrated Dritty’s sopping wet, only fuckhole, pounding into her pussy with short, sharp thrusts.

Dritty’s moans became guttural grunts as Tawni assaulted her most sensitive spot, raking the hard cock across her G-spot over and over. The pleasure was almost too intense to bear, her orgasms compounding on top of each other until she was writhing on the mat like a woman possessed.

“Beg for it, you cock-hungry whore,” Tawni growled, gripping Dritty’s hair and yanking her head back painfully.

“Please! Please give it to me!” Dritty screamed, not caring how pathetic she sounded. “Ruin my pussy, you dirty fucking bitch! I’m your cumdump!”

Tawni laughed wickedly, slamming Dritty with an especially brutal thrust. The blonde slut bucked her hips rapidly, the strap-on glistening with Dritty’s juices. Dritty’s eyes rolled back and she howled like a bitch in heat, each slap of the fake cock against her membrane sending shockwaves of ecstasy to her core.

“Fuck yes, take it like the cock-starved dyke you are!” Tawni barked, giving Dritty’s tits a brutal twist as she humped wildly at her bleeding pussy.

Dritty convulsed uncontrollably as a gigantic orgasm ripped through her, followed by another, than another, than another- each wave of rapture more powerful than the last. Tawni fucked her through spike after spike, flaying all rational thought from Dritty’s brain. By the time the blonde pin-pons finished, the tattooed minx had been reduced to a drooling, trembling puddle of blissed-out flesh.

Tawni stood and unbuckled the blood smeared strap-on with a hiss of satisfaction. “That’s how you discipline a naughty little cocksleeve, girls,” she said, waggling the bulky toy at the camera.

She shouldered Dritty’s limp, pussy leaking body and dragged her up the stairs, ready to start round three. Some things are best left to the imagination.