Please! Finish me, defeat me, I'm the loser!

She continues her vigorous pounding, adding a second finger. You screamed in pleasure, but she wasn't finished. She leaned down, and nipped at your nipple, taking it between her teeth and biting! Without much concern for your well being, she continued. Each moan or gasp of pleasure was met with an extra hard thrust of her hand into your pussy. Instinctively your legs spread wide for her as she plutted away. A burning warmth began to build in your loins, you knew this was it. She was winning, and you were going to let her. Your vision went hazy, and you were only vaguely aware of the young male ref, watching your tender body for signs of orgasm. With one last moan of defeat and ecstasy, you arched your back, your pussy squirting onto the mat as a wave of pleasure washed up and down your body, overwhelming you and overtaking your senses. "I'm cumming!" You scream, removing all doubt of your defeat.

The referee called your opponents name and the crowd roared. Your pussy twitched as her fingers slid out of you, leaving you panting on the mat, completely overwhelmed... You had, had no idea what you were getting into, and your inexperience showed by how easily you let yourself be defeated.

Soon, you felt hands dragging you off the mat, one copping a feel, a hard grope on your breast. You recognized that they brought you to the locker room, and as your senses came back, you saw two of the college boys standing over your naked form, each sporting a sizable bulge through their pants... Well... I guess you learned your lesson for next time, if you want to avoid ****, don't look like a slut in the arena!

You hear the two boys unzip their pants...