Accept

Elly’s technique is on point. She already has you breathing irregularly, massaging your already fully engorged cock.

Unfortunately for her, you are much more experienced than she anticipates. Unable to keep your hands of Elly you are reciprocating her actions, and kissing deep, Elly's breath is also running ragged. Within moments she has your cock lodged into her, to continue where you left of just moments ago.

This continues until you have her on her back, railing your cock into her. Her movements are hypnotic. The look of joy and bliss mixed with determination that adorns her face. The fluid bouncing motions that her breasts are making, drawing circles more perfect than any human hand could. The thin layer of sweat, a shimmering emblem of the physical strain of the collision of her breasts. The distinctive wet clap of flesh on flesh that tells you exactly what is happening more than her soft and sultry moans ever could. Delving deeper, you can sense the tension that she feels and responds to, her body tensing, clenching in beautiful disarray as the climatic moment gets closer.

Ellie's back arches away from the bed a moment of pre orgasmic ecstasy. It’s even closer. You see it all happening at once and go on deep for one last push. Mentally you have been able to detach yourself from your actions, suppressing the pressure and able to watch her crumble before you, until now.

The erotic nature of her final moments change all of that. Now, you see what you are doing, truly see for the first time. The results are more than satisfying. All of these subtle touches combined to bring a picture of perfection. The last stretch is too much. You have gone in too hard, too deep and too fast. Each of you climax. The shouts can be heard from miles around in this mutual, explosive cum. Juices drip from cock to pussy and vice versa, intermingling in a final cocktail that serves as the only reminder that sunrise is a long way away.

You look each other in the eye. You realize that you have made the right decision to continue the fight. Having another synchronous orgasms can only be a sign you have found a parallel rival.

The battle continues. This results in a couple of edges being exchanged but does not result in a victor. You both realize your hungry and decide to head back to the main house to continue the fight indoors. You welcome the break, but are very much aware of the rising tension when not touching your opponent.

Soon after grabbing a quick bite to eat you enter her room. The sex fight begins immediately after closing the door. Both of you are quickly disrobed, foreplay is abandoned, and the fuckfight commences. She uses your momentum to **** you flat on your back where she procedure to straddle your hips. She takes your hands from the small of her back and pins them above your head. Then Elly starts fucking with abandon. Elly twists and massages your dick with her cunt better than most can with their hands. This time Elly is effective and efficient as you soon notice when you yell out, “Oh god!” You know you can’t escape with her full weight on you. You lift your head up and try to push her off. She uses her flexibility to counter by spreading her legs further to stabilize herself and continues to thrust into you. As Elly continues to thrash above you, dominating you and strangling your cock to a spurting submission. You know who will take the first lead of the match.

Back and forth you went, hours pass. Changing positions constantly, subjecting each other to multiple orgasms, often pushing the other near the edge only to have the tables turned. Sometimes Elly is on top, her lithe body drenched in sweat. Other times you would have Elly on the ropes, using your battering ram of a cock to try and smash apart her insides.

Despite the fever pitch maintained during the majority of the fight, by the end you were both virtually ****. It had been nearly an hour since the last orgasm. You are ahead in cum and this may win you the match if you make it to dawn.

It is now near dawn you have settled down in a 69 position, you both have **** but to be more sedate and sensual in your movements for fear of dropping out of consciousness and handing a victory to the other. Had someone walked in at that moment then that person would have seen Elly, on top, desperately bobbing her head up and down, salivating over the rigid prick that had so far thwarted her. They would have seen you, licking, sucking and doing whatever else he could think of to bring that elusive next orgasm from Elly.

Had they remained standing, the aforementioned person would have then heard a scream of “Aaaargh!” This scream would tell the onlooker of this epic match that it had all become too much for you. The bystander would have seen you, her challenger, passed out, cock limp, balls empty and defeated.

The competition has come to an end for you.