It goes down to first to cum

“What’s the score?” Tina asked as they idly fingered on another, heaving their chests up and down while staring at the ceiling of her studio gym.

“You mean you lost track?…” Monica sighed. She was getting the impression that Tina didn’t take the sport as seriously as the others did. It was starting to become clear why she never showed up on Monica’s radar before.

“I have a general idea of where I was at.. Where was I?… somewhere around thirty?” Tina wondered out loud.

“No way you had that much, unless you’re counting the clothes from the first round!” Monica said.

“I wasn’t counting that! If I did, I’d be at forty something!” Tina argued.

“Then I’d be at forty five!”

“Are you sure you counted that right? I couldn’t hear you properly with your mouth stuffed on my cooch!” Tina scoffed.

“That was me scoring points!” Monica stated.

“You eating me out should count for my points!” Tina replied.

“I was in control!” Monica bickered back.

“Oh, does getting your face smothered in my snatch count as control now?” Tina responded. They started to squabble. It was more to get their own words out than to hear out the other.

The argument sparked something in the two, pushing them to get up off the mat and face each other down. Their muscles and joints were moving once more as their bodies began to pump with the juices of competition. In the background the timer beeped to signal the end of the round, but the two ignored it, more intent on settling their dispute.

“Alright, let’s put it all on the line, sudden ****!” Monica announced. “First to cum submits!”

“You’re on!”

Tina didn’t wait for a bell, she went right at Monica. Monica stood her ground and hooked her arm under Tina’s for an arm drag to bring her to the mat. Tina immediately went to scissors Monica’s arm, but Monica was wise to this move now and pulled away just in time.

Undeterred, Tina swept Monica’s legs to bring her down to ground level. Here, she went for Monica’s wrists. Monica fought back, wriggling and pulling her arms out of range. She then twisted things around and went to grab Tina’s wrists. They were like a couple of flopping fish, trying to get a hold of one another.

In the end, Tina’s MMA training proved superior as she pinned Monica’s legs over her head so that she could start fingering and licking her.

“I am going to enjoy dominating a former WSW pro!” Tina declared between mouthfuls of Monica’s cunt. “I have just the toys to break in with you!”

“You’re going to have to do more than lick to get me off!” Monica grunted, pulling her knees up to her chest. She planted her foot on Tina’s face and push-kicked her off, following up with a roll up pin that left the flexible yoga instructor with her knees next to her head. Monica plunged in and sunk her fingers into Tina, rubbing her off while caressing her legs.

“Ahh…” Tina groaned. “I see you’re eager to please!” She was undaunted by the vet. “It’s better for you to get in your moves in now! I plan on riding you into the ground after I make you cum!”

“I can’t wait to stuff a dildo in your mouth to shut you up!” Monica muttered before planting her lips over Tina’s pussy. Tina arched her back and moaned. “Have you given up already?” Monica asked.

“No, just enjoying the match before I finish it!” Tina replied, grabbing Monica by the ankle.

Monica quickly scissored onto Tina’s leg to keep from getting locked into a hold. Tina struggled to get free, but Monica held on tight.

“Fine! We’ll do it this way!” Tina said, pushing her hips down so that her vag pressed up against Monica’s pussy lips. “Mmm.. It’ll be more satisfying to see your face while I make you cum onto my pussy!”

“Bring it!” Monica sneered through gritted teeth.

They started to grind into each other, pussy to pussy as they stared intently into each other’s eyes.

“I don’t cum so easily!” Tina warned.

“Neither do I!” Monica replied.

They started panting as their lower bodies pistoned over and over, almost mechanically. Beads of sweat trickled down the contours of Tina’s body and felt like hot droplets when they splashed on Monica’s bare skin. Her pussy was on fire, feeling the warm, moist kiss of Tina’s swollen labia. They continued to go at it for a solid minute with neither side showing any signs of edging.

“This is getting us nowhere…” Tina concluded.

“That’s because you’re doing it wrong!” Monica told her. She pushed the PT down and lifted her leg in the air. “You may be a better grappler, I’ll give you that!” Monica went on, “But when it comes to making another woman orgasm…” She licked the back of Tina’s knee and Tina involuntarily quivered.

Tina’s entire body went into shock as if Monica had just hit a switch to turn her on. She had never been touched like that before and it was both exciting and arousing at the same time. She had to keep it together or she would lose the match.

Monica’s finger stroked Tina’s shin and foot as her tongue glided up the back of Tina’s calf and circled her ankle.

“Wh.. wha…?” Tina gasped, dumbfounded. She couldn’t hold it any longer. Monica was hitting all the right buttons to get her off! She bit her lower lip and trembled as her body lost control! “AAAH!”

Monica dropped back, panting, with a satisfied grin on her face. “I win!” she announced, as if she were trying to believe it was true.