Rei pistoned her fingers in and out of Makoto's sopping snatch as quickly as she could, adding a finger as the tunnel grew more lubricated and accommodating. She was panting- surely from exertion and not how hot the rough finger-banging was getting her- and wanted to make sure she overcame the lusty amazon as quickly as possible. Makoto was writing on the ground, but the expression on her face showed she wasn't anywhere near submitting to Rei's ministrations, even as she upgraded to all four fingers, her thumb hooked to rub and flick Makoto's clitoris with every thrust. Rei's hopes for a quick end were dashed (And her repressed desires for a long marathon inflamed) when Makoto lurched upwith a throaty moan, the noise turning into a growl as she reached forward and grabbed the erect nipples on the ends of Rei's swinging, sweaty breasts in each hand.
Rei gasped and squealed, squirting girlcum onto the floor by the fire, orange light flicking off the slick surface as Makoto dragged Rei up her body nipples-first. Whimpering and shivering under the tight pinching of the tomboy's fingers, Rei crawled along, following her short pink leashes as they led her to straddle Makoto. Thinking quickly, Rei took her own hands and grabbed Makoto's nipples, intending to cause pain but only eliciting an appreciative moan from her foe. Rei realized that she was only half-effective at her counterattack, though, what with her right hand still completely sopping wet with Makoto's pussy juices. In what her hentai-trope-addled brain surely thought was a rational idea, Rei tried to wipe the goop off her right hand- with her left. After trying unsuccessfully to dry her hands off, which to the untrained observer would look like Rei lustfully smearing Makoto's juices all over herself, Rei made another grab at Makoto's nipples, her lubed hands only managing to tease and flick the nipples as she kneaded the amazon's full, heavy breasts like bread dough.
It quickly became apparent Rei was fighting a losing battle- no matter how much punishment she dished out on Makoto's breasts, the tall athlete gave back just as hard, and judging by the pool of girlcum on Makoto's stomach, she was much better at extracting it out of Rei than vice versa.
Get a hold of yourself, Rei! The priestess chided herself as she searched for a dry handhold on Makoto's cum-slicked chest. It's your job to protect the shrine, protect it from perverse desired, wanton lusts, leggy tomboys whose every word and growl sends shivers down your loins...
Rei's eyes snapped open and she sprang into action, hopping up onto her feet, (though with her hands still trying to find purchase on Makoto's chest, it looked more like she was presenter her ass to be fucked by anything within a kilometer) then spinning into a side flip, landing on her knees at Makoto's head, muffling her with Rei's muff.
"Hey, what're-mmf!" Makoto exclaimed, Rei's puffy, deliciously tender nipples twisting free of the amazon's grip at the sudden maneuver.
"I'm sorry, Makoto, but this is for your own gooooohhhwhaaa...." Rei trailed off, eyes rolling in her head as she (and she alone) was surprised by Makoto viciously attacking her labia with her tongue, stuck as she was between Rei's legs. Rei brought her hands up to her mounds, massaging her tender nipples in a purely recuperative manner, grinding down on Makoto's face in a way she was certain would make her submit. Makoto, for her part, simply wrapped her arms around Reis meaty, curvaceous thighs and pulled her down even harder, like she was trying to get a detailed firsthand view of Rei's cervix, tongue and lips and teeth stimulating every part of the priestess' moist, needy vagina.
"St-stop struggling!" Rei panted. "J-just give up ah-already!" She said, grinding and squirming away on Makoto's face as she received oral sex of a quality that was nearing theoretical limits, following the hentai trope of everyone being an expert in sex as soon as they started. "Yuh-you-oooohhh... Ahem! You can't ah-outlast me!"
That was a mistake. If there's one thing to really get Makoto Kino's blood going, even in the midst of fevered lesbian sex, it was a challenge. Challenge her to running, she'll go one lap more than you. Challenge her to weightlifting, she'll add one more plate than you. Challenge her in a "Sex-to-submission" contest, and, well, you deserve whatever comes next. Even if it's Makoto lurching back onto her shoulders, grabbing your head between her feet, and then rocking herself upright, lifting/pulling you down into an upright sixty-nine, her hands holding your hips and ass yo her face while her toned, muscular thighs trap your face against her sopping wet vagina.
Rei tried to sound defiant, or at the very least not thrilled, but both of them were now hard of speaking and hearing. Rei would need to come up with another plan, another maneuver to best her misguided but high-stamina-ed opponent and save her from her evil lusts! ...Just as soon as she'd eaten her out enough to weaken the grip she had on Rei's thighs.
Much later...
The embers of the fire glowed a soft, dim orange, their fuel exhausted. Though only a few wisps of smoke still escaped it, great plumes of steam lifted off the naked, sweat-glistened bodies of Rei Hino and Makoto Kino. Breasts heaving with every gasped breath, spunk dripping and sticking to every end-point on their bodies, the girls lay utterly spent on the temple flagstones, the cool night air keeping their nipples erect.
"P-tuh, ptui..." came from Makoto as she spat out pubic hairs. "I'm never eating clams again as long as I live..."
Rei meditated, convincing herself that the warmth she was feeling was from banishing the perverse thoughts from her new friend's mind, and not the afterglow of the most vigorous sex she'd ever had in her entire life.
Either way, mission accomplished.
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