Sonya still wants to use the strap-on

The two girls huddled together, staring up at the ceiling of the abandoned old shack. Their heavy breathing slowly subsided and, after a while, they could start thinking clearly again. Between their cum soaked bodies, the elongated dildo remained embedded inside their pussies. Sonya carefully pried herself off of Elsa and the serpentine sex toy snaked its way out of her hole. It left a trail of slick juices glistening over its surface. Sonya eased the other end of the beast out of her partner. Elsa shivered as she felt the contours of the cock rubbing against her inner walls. It came out with an audible pop!

She gazed over at it, dripping with her juices. “Det was… something…” she told Sonya.

“Sure was!” Sonya agreed wholeheartedly. “Now for the finale!”

Sonya dry gulped. “There’s… more?” she uttered in disbelief. She was already spent from what they’ve already done. She didn’t know if she had anything left in her for ‘more’.

“Just one more thing,” Sonya said, stepping over to her shelf of toys with a seductive hip swagger. “I’ve been itching to use this!”

Elsa looked on, uneasily. She was convinced that Sonya would be just as spent as she was, but that woman had stamina! She was an athlete, after all, Elsa mused. She reminded herself that she was one too. If Sonya could hang, so could she. The swimmer mentally prepared herself for another lap. She convinced herself that she could handle it. She would just be a little sore for the rest of the day. That reminded her that she had class coming up after this and wasn’t sure how long they had been at it.

“What time is it?” she asked Sonya.

“Oh… It’s almost 7,” Sonya replied, glancing at a clock while rummaging through her toys.

“OH! My cless is in half an owah!” Elsa gasped, sitting up and looking for her clothes.

“Oh…” Sonya said with a twinge of disappointment. She turned around to face Elsa, revealing her strap-on all synched in and ready to go. She had been looking forward to using it as the victor for once. “Do we have to cut this short then?”

“Well…” Elsa said, staring at the blonde bombshell sporting the heavy equipment. “I guess I can skip a showah…” she debated. Just beholding Sonya dressed in nothing but a strap-on was getting the Aussie riled up again. Sonya took the hesitation as an invitation to keep going and stepped towards Elsa with a naughty grin. “End… I do have to do whatever you say…” Elsa continued to reason.

“Mhmm… you do…” Sonya concurred.

“End… if you want me to stay.. End…” Sonya dry swallowed, staring at the big cock dangling between Sonya’s legs. “End if you want me to get fucked by det…” Her eyes raised up to meet Sonya’s and she lifted an eyebrow in query.

Sonya took the hint. Elsa just needed Sonya to order her to stay and she would, despite her class. Sonya didn’t want Elsa to get in trouble or fall behind in class, but she also wanted to play with her strap-on. Her desires got the better of her and she told Elsa, “Lay down for me…”

Elsa smiled nervously and obeyed her mistress. She looked down, between her legs. Sonya was on her knees in front of her, coating the dildo with lube. The tall blonde let the viscous fluid dribble down the rubber cock and drip onto Elsa’s pussy below. Elsa winced reactively with each drop. They sent tingles up and down her spine.

Next, Sonya hovered over Elsa. She was so close taht Elsa could lean forward and touch Sonya’s tits with her lips if she wanted to. The green streaked brunette laid back and enjoyed the view, not wanting to delay what was to come. She moaned softly as her opening widened for the new toy. Sonya’s body pressed up against her and their skin meshed together as she felt her insides fill up with the artificial schlong.

Sonya’s body was hot to the touch. She was as turned on as Elsa was. The taller girl rocked over Elsa, giving the cock to her in smooth strokes that allowed their bodies to glide along with it. Elsa exhaled sharply as she felt Sonya’s stiff nipples brush over her naked body. She pretended the dildo was a real part of Sonya’s body and embraced the sensation within her. Sonya’s strokes became more defined, with audible smacks of their skin slapping together.

Elsa’s legs lifted up in Sonya’s arms as the winning wrestler took a more aggressive stance. She started to piston the strap-on in and out of Elsa, causing the brunette to let out a quavering moan.

The sound of dildo and pussy could be heard throughout the cabin. It was like a single audience member sharply applauding their performance. Elsa could feel her loins bubbling up again. Sonya gazed down and started fondling the submissive’s breasts, enjoying everything Elsa had to offer. Elsa let out another moan, thrusting her hips into Sonya, urging her for more.

Sonya turned Elsa around, got the sub up on her hands and knees, all while continuing to pump the fake cock in and out. Elsa swayed back and forth in time with Sonya’s thrusts. She could feel her own tits swinging with the action. Sonya reached around and cupped the dangling tits, squeezing them as her cock penetrated Elsa’s aching pussy.

She was sopping wet at this point and crying out with pleasure. Sonya growled, reveling in her dominance. She could sense Elsa’s urgency from the higher pitch in her cries. Sonya kept ramming her cock in and out, pumping Elsa for every drop. Soon, they both felt the climax approaching. Sonya kept a steady pace and allowed Elsa to make it on her own.

“Go ahead, sweets, cum…” she urged.

“Ahh… Ahh… “ Elsa responded. She was lost in ecstasy. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head and she cried, “AAAAHHHH!!!”

The Aussie’s whole body shook! Sonya was still holding Elsa and could feel the tremors through her bones. Sonya giggled and pulled out, letting Elsa flop onto the mat, writhing with pleasure.

“Oh my God! Oh my God!” Elsa panted over and over again.

“Now you can go,” Sonya smiled, sliding off the strap-on. “That is… unless you wanted to return the favor?” She held up the used toy, still coated with Elsa’s juices and tilted her head up challengingly.

Elsa sat up and looked at the cum coated cock. She snatched it out of Sonya’s hand as if to say, “Challenge accepted.”

There was no chit chat, Elsa was all business. She quickly strapped in and climbed on top of Sonya. Sonya was teasing, not expecting Elsa to really take her up on the offer, so it made her even wetter discovering how gung ho Elsa was. She didn’t realize how far the swimmer’s competitiveness went.

While Sonya had been handling Elsa delicately, Elsa was much rougher with Sonya. The aggressiveness was getting Sonya off even faster. Sonya wasn’t used to this from a smaller girl and it was exciting. She let Elsa have her way, slamming the cock into the runner’s already gushing pussy. If they were timing orgasms, Elsa’s efforts would easily get her first place.

It wasn’t long before Sonya started to buck and cry out. Her thighs squeezed around Elsa’s waist as Elsa continued to fuck, undeterred. Sonya’s legs wrapped around Elsa and her body spasmed. Elsa rode her throughout the track star’s orgasm. Sonya thrashed, twisted and turned. She squeezed Elsa tight with her anaconda thighs, then released.

Elsa patiently waited for Sonya to recover before she got up to find her clothes.

“I wish we could stay here all day,” Sonya sighed, getting up to gather her things as well.

“Me too,” Sonya admitted. “Guess early morning wasn’t the best time to wrestle after all…”

“Well, it just gives us an excuse to do it again some day,” Sonya grinned, holding out a bottle of water for her former opponent.

“Oh, girl, I could really use dat!” Elsa said, reaching out for the bottle.

“Hold on, to get you ready for class…” Sonya explained, uncapping the bottle and holding it over Elsa’s head as a makeshift shower.

Elsa stepped under her towering mistress and let the water fall over her sweat and sex covered body. She rubbed the fluid around and wiped her face. It took three bottles to get Elsa in decent condition. She toweled off with supplies Sonya had handy and got dressed. Sonya would stay behind the clean up, so they kissed and parted ways. Elsa was on a high for the rest of the day, unable to think about anything except the next submission wrestling match.