Jen rides Sonya

“Wh… what do you want to do now?” Sonya asks Jen.

The diminutive wrestler unstrapped herself from the strap-on harness and held it out to her charge. “I want a turn…” she grinned impishly, shrinking into her shoulders from admitting this.

Sonya took the toy that was just inside of her and slid it around her legs. A naughty grin formed over her lips as well. The prospect of giving it to Jen after it had been so freshly used sparked a perverse thrill out of her.

Once the stem dangled between the female athlete’s legs, Jen crawled over to inspect her. Sonya sat, laid back, resting on her elbows as Jen looked her over like a curious kitty. The victor reached out and stroked the fake cock, making Sonya imagine it was real and that the strawberry blonde was stroking her as well. She sighed softly.

After releasing the fake cock, Jen noticed her fingers, sticky with Sonya’s juices. She dipped her dirty fingers into her mouth and tasted her partner. Jen then slid her wet fingers down into her wet snatch and rubbed the fluids together. Sonya held her hand to her chest as she watched the lewd display. This was a side of the woman she never expected to see back when she first saw her in their amateur wrestling practice. After playing with herself enough, Jen felt ready to finally mount her charge.

Sonya gasped sharply. Even though this person was pounding her no more than five minutes ago with the very same toy, Sonya was feeling anxious about the next step. They were unlocking a lot of firsts in her makeshift wrestling venue. She couldn’t help but feel a bit of pride in what she had put together, despite not actually winning her first submission wrestling match.

Meanwhile, Jen was feeling a pressure in her chest as she climbed over Sonya’s lap. It wasn’t often she got to do what she wanted to without fearing what others would think. Here she finally got to do that! Her subordinate looked on with bated breath. It felt strange; She was the one in charge yet she was the one about to take the cock. Yet, after feeling Sonya’s body react to the phallic object inside of her, Jen wanted to feel what that was like as well.

The mousy bookworm sank her body onto the fit young athlete. Feeling the tip of the prick press up against her opened petals, Jen let out a soft gasp and continued to let gravity spread her cunt over the sex toy. Her legs trembled with excitement as she could feel the molded ridges of the dildo rubbing up against her vaginal walls. Soon, she felt her inner thighs press down against Sonya’s waist. She was fully on!

“Ahhh…” she sighed softly, needing a moment to adjust herself to the sensation of cock in pussy.

Then, Jennifer put the toy to the test. She moved around a bit, then wriggled her hips over it. Every bit of muscle movement made contact with the toy against her inner walls and sent synapse signals sparking back to her head in response. She shivered and moaned.

The fact that Sonya was watching on from below made her feel even more degenerate. Overcoming a sudden urge to hide from Sonya’s watchful gaze, Jen started to move her hips more and more. This was her moment and she could do whatever she wanted with no judgment from her defeated foe.

Sonya laid flat on her back, looking up at the petite blonde. She was being used as nothing more than a prop at this point, but it sent shivers of excitement down her spine. Watching the pretty young thing debase herself over Sonya’s lap only made the girl all the more endearing to the track star. She reached up and started touching Jen’s slender frame.

Jennifer gasped and looked down at Sonya’s hands feeling her up. She didn’t ask for that, but she welcomed it. She moaned again and said, “Mmm… give me more, Sonya!”

Perking up from hearing her name called out, Sonya lifted up her hips to oblige her mistress.

“Ahh! Yes! Fuck me, Sonya!” Jen urged on.

Emboldened by her mistress’ enjoyment, Sonya started to thrust her hips upwards, lifting up Jen’s petite frame.

“Oh!” Jen responded in surprise. She leaned over and rested her hands on Sonya’s shoulders and called out, “More! Fuck me more, Sonya!”

Hearing her name over and over again in baleful moans only encouraged the athlete to give it her all! She thrust upward, bouncing Jen’s body up and down, pushing for more cries of pleasure!

“Yes! Yes! That feels so good!” Jen cried, barely able to hold on.

Suddenly a fire lit up inside Sonya! Jen gasped and grabbed onto her sub, feeling her entire body lift up into the air! She looked around and saw Sonya holding her up, off the ground! She was resting solely on the strap-on!

“Oh my God!” she uttered, feeling her full weight push down on the cock.

Sonya thrust her hips over and over again, causing the petite wrestler to cling onto her for support. She felt the strap-on deep inside, probing her. She could only groan and hold on, bouncing off her virile athlete submissive.

Sonya was surprised at how light her former opponent actually was. Jen clung on, hugging her with arms around the neck and legs around the waist. Sonya clutched Jen’s ass for support and spread her cheeks so that the strap-on moved freely in between Jen’s legs. She could carry her like this all day without being tired!

Sonya kept thrusting her hips, feeling Jen’s body react to each movement with twitches and shivers. Thrust after thrust, she could feel her diminutive partner start to tense up. She was nearing the end now.

“Hah… hah… hah…” Jen panted, at a loss for words. Her body told the story. It seized up and went rigid around Sonya. Sonya hugged back and kept shoving the cock inside. Her legs felt the drip of Jen’s fluids spilling out.

Jen let out a low, guttural moan and shook! “OOAAAooohhh!!”

The sudden violent shaking from her passenger made Sonya’s balance unsteady. She had to press Jen up against a shelf to keep from falling over. Jen started gyrating her hips, bouncing it back and forth between the shelf and Sonya’s hips, attempting to pump out the remaining fluids from her pussy.

“Hah… Hah… haAAAH!” Jen moaned.

They leaned against one another as Jen’s **** pumping quietly abated. She touched Sonya’s neck and shoulder and the tall blonde looked into her eyes. Without a word, Sonya eased her mistress to the ground. She pulled the dildo out and their legs were coated in slick lady juices.

“Oh God! There’s so much!” Jen giggled.

“Yeah!” Sonya giggled back. They both laughed deliriously at the mess they’d made.

“So, are you satisfied with your winnings?” Sonya eventually asked her winner.