Emily-

-Brought Trish to Orgasm first! in this contest of Orgasmic Battle! (Oh wait, why isn't all this in the title? Was that... misleading about who is winning? Well, it isn't like one more first orgasm isn't a real clue about who wins. It is only the last orgasm that matters. Now back to our show folks!)

Come on! Please Trish! She began moaning!

Ding. Yes!

Emily Hawk: 01

The Satan: 00

Thank you Trish. Now, just... "Aaaah. I can't.... I can't Mgggggnnnnghhhnn," I came. Ugh! My leg! My calf is cramping. Aaaaa, fuck, that hurts, but.... I can't... I can't loosen it while mid orgasm. I felt my face. I think... am I crying. I really tried my best. Chrissy, Coach, and everyone else. I guess, if I am a girl, I am allowed to cry now aren't I? In this moment, I couldn't help thinking of that movie. Maybe you had never seen it. Facing the Giants.

In the movie, the coach pushes a guy by blind folding him. It always moved me, I never wanted to be someone that was blind because of my eyes. I always pushed myself on the field. I don't think I have anymore though. I turned to see the devil approaching Trish. I hated this! Well, who cares if I hurt myself. I can't go back to my team anyhow. I slowly **** myself back up.

I didn't need to go far. A few feet. I honestly didn't think I could win, but that wasn't the point. I told myself I wasn't going to quit! And I wasn't! The pain in my leg! Yeah, it was nothing compared to the pain in my heart at the thought of just laying there for the last two minutes. I fell forwards next to the devils body. It was hard to think. I dragged myself closer to her body. I just wanted to imagine her as Chrissy for a moment.

That's right. I remembered something. Chrissy once said, nipping her ears was something she found hot. I remember doing it for her that night. But... did I ever do it again? What a joke right? On the field I never wanted to be blind with my eyes. But with the woman I loved, I was easily both deaf and blind despite being so healthy. Well, if I can never be that for you Chrissy, I want to at least pretend. I nipped the devils ear. Her doll gasped. What? Was this... a special spot for her? I wet my thumb and rubbed her ear softly.

This time I heard her softly moan from behind me. No way! I pulled myself up. I had to hurry! Please Trish, I know I keep saying that. Just a bit longer! Please! I got both fingers wet and began rubbing her ears. Come on. If this is a spot like this, is it just a warm up spot or maybe if I am lucky. Can it actually-

""Ohhh, fuck... fuck... fuuck.... me," she screamed from her side. Was she-

Ding.

Emily Hawk: 01

The Satan: 00

"Seriously! What the fuck! Just happened!" She nearly shouted.

She didn't know? I... I don't care. I don't need to care. Wait. No, I can't jump up. My body would fall. I began rubbing my calf. She can't rub me until she makes Trish cum. Trish has given her a harder time all night. Either this is gonna go on a while longer, in which case, taking a moment to rub my leg is even more important. Or if I can win right now, the thirty seconds of self care probably won't ruin me. It wasn't just thirty seconds of helping my hurt leg. But thirty seconds for my other leg to rest.

I was never going to be comfortable though, I had to accept that reality here. So I **** myself up. She glanced at me as I was reaching Trish. I smiled as I saw that look on her face. She looked, concerned. I tried so may different things on Trish tonight, but the most successful thing I found on her body had been the right rhythm to my finger inside her ass and pussy while licking her nipple. Before she was too tired to stand, she even told me it felt great and she had never done any ass stuff before, since she was a lesbian.

I began my piston motion. If I could get the win here. I could end this game. Then we would be at the tie breaker. Please. Please. We are sooo close Trish. Just one more minute! We can do it! I could feel her hips moving-

Ding. The devil could have gotten her doll to cum first. I had to look up at the scoreboard, but I was so scared. **** though, if she got it then I had to keep going and get back over to her doll.

Emily Hawk: 02

The Satan :00

Trish... we... won?