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Hard panting breaths filled their young lips while they narrowed their heated gaze towards one another. Both of these busty women had been pushing their bodies against one another for over and hour and now their time was nearly up. Two hour matches were something lengthy in the honorable sport of sumo wrestling, but these two thin, muscular, beautiful women managed to always remain standing, always manage to remain in the clay ring that surrounded them. Both scores had remained at zeroes on both sides from the very start of this competition and now that time was closing near the two were entering into a state of frustration that was more commonly associated with the thick meat and pair of balls that rested between their legs. Held up by the thick material of the sumo uniform that they wore these two didn't need to worry about their born into extremities flailing about wildly as they once again drove forward in order to crash their sexy and sweaty bodies into one another. Large breasts crushing down tightly and leaving both to sound in a heated grunt to try and hide away the sounds of their moans.

Short hair lifted easily into the air, rising up and exposing the red highlight that managed to rest under the flow of black tresses while the snarling on her face helped to show off the determination that she had for taking down this fellow futa woman. It was known by everyone the kinds of brutal competitions that such girls were able to get twisted into and not a single one of their kind lived without the ideas of tearing down another. These girls were alphas, they were primes, they were the rarity that was known as the dominating force of futanari. Her shaking breasts, her lifting and falling tits found themselves grind hard against this woman, but that didn't mean she was going to be slowed, and it didn't mean she was going to be made to give up. There was only ten minutes left to finish this match and she was determined to find a way to win it. After all, they've been at these harsh struggles for nearly two years now ever since they met as freshmen at this college grade academy. The grinding of her teeth didn't help at all, but it certainly wasn't hurting either. Every movement that she drove herself to make, every turn of her body was found to be stopped by a hard jerk. Even if she got her into the air, trying to break her balance and throw her down, the dual haired woman found her rival only managing to land perfectly and keep herself away from the edges of the ring. Even the sweat that was constantly rolling down her body seemed tired of their struggle, but with her large breasts pulling back and then colliding against this woman once again a spray of that fluid lifted from her skin and down to the canvas around them.

"I'm not going to give in to you Satsuki!" She yelled out through her grunts once again working to push and pull at her opponent.

"You don't have to, Ryuko. I'm going to make you lose." The come back came in fast and stung deep, but even through her grace it was clear that she was also very worn down from their long fight.

Satsuki wore white primarily, having only touches of blue in her outfit to help give it detail, but when all she was wearing was a simple mawashi the fabric did enough. The constant beating of their breasts together, the feeling of their strong and well defined bodies smashing against one another, left her thick member throbbing against the fabric of her outfit as it did its best to try and hold back the sizable girth of a herm based cock. Futa were incredibly uncommon as they were, with only a handful being born at any given week, but it was known that these ladies were aggressive towards one another, towards other futa. Even just being made to acknowledge the existence of one another left them wanting to do nothing more than tear down those of their kind with incredibly destructive fights. These girls were known for being primes and any location simply couldn't survive who alphas meaning that one needed to be removed even if done through force. Normally such girls were kept separated from one another at all costs, but this school had been unfortunate enough to receive two of these heavily alpha based ladies at one time, and during the same year. Satsuki wasn't as wild as her fellow futa, but instead allowed herself to be more gathered, to be more proper, to be more enforced. It was a clash of personalities that should have destroyed this school by now, but it hadn't. They should have sought one another out to try and seriously injure the other and claim true alpha-ship over this area a while ago, but neither did. It was almost odd just how they didn't go after one another given the history of their kind and that specific trait being one of the primary things that they were known for.

The fact that they weren't trying to tear one another apart was something that lead to confusion between them, forcing their struggle to only deepen, and their frustrations to only burn hotter. Both knew that they should be wanting to rip this building apart until one of them could no longer move, but here they were simply trying to force one another out of this clay ring while wearing tightly wrapped loin clothes. Their bare breasts continued to grind hard, their pert and stiff nipples flicking across one another as these little nubs had their own fight going on. Every time one would poke at the other, pushing against it, forcing it back into the tit from where it came that nipple would come back twice as hard to push right back against its adversary. Such a tiny struggle left the two shivering in place at the sensation of it all. Their bodies quivering as they pulled their chests back and slammed them together once more, smashing those mounds of fat with every intention of trying to crush the others large tits into popping. Those fingers gripped tighter around the thick fabric of their uniforms and with their sweaty grip occasionally slipping the ladies found themselves clawing at their hot, round, and heart shaped rears. Nails tracing up the length of their ivory skin and leaving both women releasing a deep cry of both pain and pleasure every time it happened.

"Just go down already!" The usually well collected Satsuki shouted, lifting her opponent only to find her bringing her feet back down in the circle.

"Not happening, bitch! The only one going down in this ring is you!"

Ryuko dug her feet into the canvas, pushing her thick breasts against fighter in white, the sway of Satsuki's long, hip length, hair rising up to brush against her face didn't distract her, not this time, and with a solid shove this co-captain of the sumo team found herself starting to slide backwards. She wasn't toppling, but if Ryuko managed to force her out of the ring then the past two years of training would be for nothing at all. The edge of that ring came up in an instant, came up being Satsuki's heels that lifted in order to avoid touching the circle while she pressed her place into the canvas. The push had been hard, but now she was stable, still, and pushing right back against Ryuko's body. So close to the edge, though this long haired fighter moved to side step, moved to bring herself away from that edge in the attempt to use Ryuko's force against her. This very busty, short haired, woman had been pushing against her opponent hard, but now Satsuki was gone from in front of her, having moved to the side and left her with nothing to push against. This left her to stumble a single step forward, her eyes widen, her breath gasped, and she found those large breasts crushed against the backside of her shoulders. The wrapping hands from the warrior in white wrapped tightly around her body at the first available point and forced this alpha prime to blush hotly when she felt them grip onto her own massive breasts, crushing them down against her own body while her hard nipples jut out between the index and middle fingers only to find those digits pinching their sensitive flesh between her knuckles.

The feeling of this woman gripping her tits, holding her breasts, and playing her nipples between those dexterous fingers left her moaning out sharply, left her pushing her feet against the ground in order to drive Satsuki backwards. The long haired fighter wouldn't fall, but it did give Ryuko some space away from the edge of that ring which she had been dangerously close to. The feeling of a hard and rough groping send a shiver through the short haired warrior's body, driving her cheeks to blush hotly. Her rival hadn't taken hold of her massive breasts on purpose, they were simply large enough that when she wrapped her hands around her that was simply where they landed. Now that she had them, though, Satsuki wasn't about to let go, she wasn't about to lose her grip just because of it being in a less than approved placed. The feeling of her breasts being tampered wielded the same results as the other simply groping them, both finding the space between their hips and the thick cloth of their sumo uniform to shrink as their thick and massive futa designed cocks throbbed against the fabric. Every movement that they made left this outfit rubbing against their sensitive nethers, against their thick shafts and juicy slits there were swelling in time with those needy cocks. It was something that made Ryuko lift her hands up quickly and slap away the grip that was made on those large breasts. This allowed her to loosen Satsuki's grip just enough that she could turn herself around, that she could face her once again and start pressing those massive breasts against the smooth haired fighter's body once again. Fingers wrapped around that cloth, holding it, lifting it, and pulling at it while the two worked hard to try and throw one another, but this only brought their uniforms to crush up against one another, to rub their thicknesses together through the folded cloth.

Up and down, left and write, their bodies shivered, quivered, and adjusted to try and keep up this pressure. Soon the idea of throwing their rival had faded away and instead just the amazing sensation of having those two bulges crushing down against one another was the only motivation to continue. Heated moans, loud calls, and heavy grunts filled the empty gymnasium as they were willingly continued their fight in a completely new way. Every hard grind, every deep thrust, left their strong and toned muscles quaking against their opponent's body, and even as they were made to look deeply into the eyes of the other neither could hold back the throbbing that they felt inside of their chests. Blood was rising, their aching shafts were looking for release, and with a final crashing thrust to impact their mawashi together the feeling of their pulsating cocks erupting and drenching the inside of their outfits would left them both clawing at one another, gripping, feeling, their heavy breaths cascading down across shoulders and against necks in an almost sensual way. This climax hit them like a tone of bricks, but before either could voice their feelings on it, could continue the fight, or make any moves to indicate that they'd recovered at all from this the sound of the bell rang high above them filled their ears. Both were about to be late for their next class if they didn't hurry.

* * *

The soft grunt flowed from their lips while they tried to hide away the swelling of their already large breasts from how they were banging them against one another earlier. Neither was willing to show the other that she might be in a bit of pain from it as such a complaint might be seen as a sign of weakness by her rival. Showing weakness wasn't something that these alpha prime bitches were willing to do in any way and while they did rub their large tits to try and get the feeling to flow back into them both had to lightly clamp their thighs together at the reminder of pleasure they'd been given just from the climax that they gave to one another. Such a thing was worth repeating at some point, but for now they had to hurry at cleaning themselves up and getting dressed in their color opposite black or white school uniforms. Ryuko always wore black as it was the color of the outfit given to her by her homeroom teacher while Satsuki wore the uniform granted to her by her father. Both were school uniforms and both worked well for this academy as the teachers didn't dare to step forward to correct these true alphas in anything that they do.

"You know, we've been at this for two years now, Ryuko." The more formal of the two would mention, her long, straight, black hair cascading over her shoulder as she pulled it out of her top, "Two years and neither of us have gotten the other down yet."

"What? Are you looking to hand me a victory? After all this time I hope not. I want to beat you because of my skill, not because you're tired and want to roll over." Ryuko replied with her eyes turning towards the woman in white.

To this Satsuki had to shake her head, clearly having her rival misunderstand what she was trying to actually say, "No, nothing like that. Usually our kind wouldn't have been able to make it two full years. One of us would likely be dead by now."

Ryuko rolled her eyes to this. How many times does she have to hear about the history of their people before someone else finally shuts up about it? "God, you too? It's not bad enough we have to hear about this constantly from everyone else?"

"You don't think it's weird that our rivalry has never gone beyond sports? I have an urge to beat you, yes, and I'm never giving up on that, but I don't really have any kind of sensation to want to hurt or kill you. You know?"

"Yeah, whatever..." Ryuko said with a deep level of scorn in her throat. Even she had to admit that Satsuki was right in what she was saying, not that she'd ever let her opponent hear her say so, "So we're more civil than others of our kind. I don't think that's a big deal or anything. Maybe it is a bit weird, but I don't think it's a bad thing that we're not trying to seriously hurt one another. Do you?"

Satsuki shook her head in agreement that it wasn't a bad thing at all. She didn't need to reply as she pulled her skirt over her wide hips and thick panty clad shaft before buttoning it on the side to keep it in place. Typically a herm was able to dress however they liked in both skirts, dresses, or pants, but there was something nice about the cool air being able to keep her urges under control. Not all of the ladies in this place were that flat chested, and some of the teachers had the cutest faces. It was important not to embarrass herself by showing any kind of physical interest that could be misunderstood as actual desire. Keeping her thickening cock under a skirt only helped to hide such things, but this was an interest that Ryuko didn't seem to share. She wore a skirt as well, but for an entirely different reason. If she was interested in someone then she made sure that they knew it. It was always easier to show this by having a skirt that could lift up and show off that meaty bulge, not that she'd ever let any of these students or teachers touch it. Ryuko might be more wild, but she was picky and no one at this school was worthy of her pleasure. Well... except maybe one person.

"Satsuki," She said quickly as both picked up their book bags and started for the door of the locker room. "Tonight. I want to finish this fight tonight after classes are over."

She had to wait for an answer on this, the turning of her rival's face towards her with an almost confused look showed that Satsuki wanted to blurt out a loud yes and accept, but was thinking about at least one reason for why they wouldn't be able to.

"Shouldn't we wait for our sumo uniforms to get back from the cleaners? We left them pretty dirty." It sounded like an excuse and she hated it, but it was a real reason for why they might not be able to have their fight just yet.

Ryuko shook her head, though, and released an easy smirk. Satsuki knew that the mocking was coming, that she'd call her a coward for not outright accepting such a fight, but that wasn't what was happening here at all. "I know we can't use those dirty things.. that's why when we fight we'll just do it without them. You and me, are going to sumo fight naked... and if you want something to grab onto then you can grab hold of this." Her fingers moved to grip down on her own large and plump rear, even shaking a bit temptingly at her rival.

"Naked, huh?" It was something that she considered for an entire half second before quickly releasing a nod. "You're on. We'll sneak in here tonight, lock the doors to keep everyone else out, and fight naked until one of us finally wins."

* * *

Throughout the rest of the day the gym was used as designed, the scuffing sound of feet running about, the light tap of a basketball, the shifting movements of casual exercises, but one by one all of that faded away and the sun began to set. The cleaning of a wide mop broom had taken up the built up dust, and as the final person for this gym slipped off to continue his janitorial duties elsewhere the lock on the door to this large room started to turn. The unlatching would commonly be left unheard by most ears, but in a large empty room like the gymnasium it echoed off of the walls again and again to build up the sound until it was very clearly heard. The door itself made no noise at all, the grinding of the well oiled hinges going unnoticed and leaving the two to slip into the gym silently with their robes covering their bodies, hiding away the lack of further clothing underneath. It was easy to slide the door closed, to make sure that it latched properly and then turn the lock set on it in order to keep anyone else from getting in. Having a key was one thing, but once that deadbolt was set there was no way of getting in unless the person was an administrator and at that point wrestling nude was the least of their problems.

While Satsuki went around and tended to the doors, making sure each was well secured and shut tight, Ryuko went for the storage closet and pulled the clay ring free, moving it across the floor before settling it in a proper location for them to have their night of fun. There was little else that either had been thinking about all day, classroom questions being left unanswered, as they found themselves wondering what strategy to use, what tactics would be used against them. These were the questions that they wanted to answer, what they felt they needed to answer, and if it meant taking down their rival for the first time in two years then it was clearly worth missing the studies of a single day in order to accomplish it. Even fighting naked the idea of facing their bodies together, of tearing into one another, to breaking down their opponent's defenses and see them finally be brought down to the mat or pushed from the halo that they fought inside of. There was nothing more important than this chance to prove themselves as the superior alpha, the better prime, and now they finally had the chance. These two busty, beautiful, and curvy women were willing to be here all night if they needed to, but eventually one was going to wear out and make a mistake and that would grant the other a clear and decisive win. The very thought of it brought their thicknesses hard, the image of the other girl down, on the canvas and looking up at the winner with a face that simply signified defeat and submission. It was a face that both would go to any extreme to see witness on their two year rivals even just once.

"You ready to lose?" Ryuko asked Satsuki with a confident smirk on her lips, watching as the far more proper, long haired women, turned the last of the locks to make sure that they were in place.

Satsuki waited to speak for a bit until she was closer to Ryuko, stopping just outside of the circle so that she could respond, "I'm ready, yes, but I'm ready to win. You're going down tonight."

"Let's get started then."

There was no wasting time, no stalling, no last minute thoughts that could take them away from this fight as they both entered this circle. The lift of one foot brought it down hard into the canvas, shaking the ring in place just before the other was lifted and crushed down, showing off their strong bodies and the force that their figures were able to put forth. These girls weren't heavy by any means, but they were strong, they were toned, they were built, and they were ready. Their feet dug deeply into the canvas, their bodies folding into that forward lean that drove them to rush at once another despite the short distance that they were forced to cast and when their smooth, busty, and beautiful bodies impacted one another the loud clap that called out from their naked breasts hitting one another echoed through the gymnasium to turn what would be the slap of flesh on juicy, meaty flesh into a crash that was instantly followed by the moaning grunts the two fighters. Their hands went to grip down on the sumo uniform instinctively only to remember that they weren't wearing any when those hands came to grip on the thick rear muscle. The tight hold left them both with a deep moan itching to roll free but neither wanting to allow it out and give their rival the pleasure of hearing their soft bit of weakness as they pushed in harder, tighter, and crushed their massive breasts against their own chests.

Nipples fought over space, rolling, shifting, pushing at one another as they worked to harden against the thickening nubs of their round, quivering tits left them to release their breath in the form of rolling gasps to drift across the front of each others throats as they were made to look on at the others face while their thick and large breasts were smashed down tightly between them. Ryuko looked on at Satsuki's eyes, watching that gaze that locked the two together, but slowly her attention slid, her own glare turning downward slowly on and on past the brim of her rival's nose, past the perfected shape of her cheeks and down towards those well shaped, puffy lips that were parted just enough to allow breath to roll free, a position that left them simply begging to be kissed. It hit the short haired fighter with a sensation to comply, with the need to fulfill the hidden request left by those lips. Her mind telling her to resist, to hide this odd yearning, but her body was already in motion to betray her brain and while she leaned forward to sink those lips deep within the embrace of Satsuki's own the long haired warrior would be made to lean her head back, avoid such a thing.

This sudden dodge left both blushing deeply. Ryuko couldn't believe that she almost kissed her hardest rival, almost gave in to the yearning to share any kind of pleasure with her. It was something that forced Satsuki to question her, asking her what she was doing under the breath of those perked lips while she took advantage of this sudden realizing state to grip down this red and black haired woman's rump and lift her up off of the canvas. A single twist of that body, a hard throw, a well placed toss and Ryuko was made to twist and turn in the air before feeling her one foot coming down on the canvas just inside of the ring. She knew, though, that if her other foot came down then it would be outside and she'd lose, something that wasn't willing to do, but as that graceful fighter charged in towards her this short haired warrior needed to make a choice. Her body twisted, bounding to the side away from Satsuki, and adjusting herself just in time to avoid that rushing charge, but her rival was always in control of herself and wouldn't rush out of the ring just because her target was no longer where she expected her to be. Now that Ryuko was able to put both feet down she'd make a charge of her own, bringing herself against the already awaiting, already recovered, posture of this graceful warrior's body in order to feel their large tits connect once more, as well as their already thickened, hardened shafts colliding against one another.

Satsuki could feel her dick crush it's tip against her rival's own hard cock, their heated heads rolling against one another as they were forced to lean upward. The underside of their throbbing members, the well prepared cum tube, would grind down as these futa bits were crushed between their hips, crossing and rubbing back and forth with a hot friction that left moaning and calling out gently into the ears of one another. Arms slide up from their butts to wrap around their figures, pushing in deeply as they felt the frustration of their two unmoving bodies fighting any form of advancement while the sweat rolled across their bodies and desire rolled from the tips of their heated dicks. This hug that they gave to one another grew tighter and tighter, further crushing their bodies together while their hips instinctively slammed up against one another in a sensual means to dominate the other girl's amazingly well designed futa member, leaving their balls to swing back and forth, lifting back only to be slapped hard against the well worked package of the other girl. Every time they pulled back their hips came together in a new way, came together impacting their thicknesses in a completely no angle in an attempt to dominate and overpower their rival.

Ryuko's head came in again, but different this time. She wasn't going for another kiss, but instead was aiming to slam her forehead into the crown of Satsuki's face which left the long haired fighter stunned in place from the hard impact of the hard strike. Her head spun for a second just long enough for this red and black haired woman to make a hard push, driving her rival back, forcing her to step backwards with both feet just to keep herself in the fight while losing quite a bit of ground. Even in her stupor she knew that she was almost out of the ring, forcing her to lean forward before thrusting upward with her hips, wanting to strike Ryuko at her base so that she could regain some ground, what she felt instead was the amazing sensation of a hot, juicy, and dripping slit wrapping around her thickness as she pushed herself hip deep into her rival's body, penetrating her, taking her, and leaving Ryuko crying out in a thick wave of pleasure and pain as her folds were taken by that monster dick for the very first time. Her hips shivered, her body quaked, and she gasped at the very feeling. Even her eyes rolling into the back of her head left the drool that built up on her lips to roll down from the corner of her mouth while their bodies were crushed together entirely. Hips, abs, breasts, and even their very sternum was crushed together as everything became flattened by how close they were. This short haired fighter tried everything to keep in the fight, tried to pull her hips back, tried to buck Satsuki out of her, but only succeeded to ride that hard dick while her own was ground against those well toned abs, rubbed by the very muscled between their bodies while those hips continued to slam up into her over and over again.

"Ugh! Satsuki.. you bitch. Stop you're so fucking huge!" She complained, or was it a complaint? The sound of her voice made it seem almost like a call of a compliment sent to praise this woman for taking her body so well.

"Yeah and you love it, slut. Take that winner dick like we both already know you can." Satsuki kept the pleasure on, not having planned to fuck this girl in such a way right here on the edge of the ring, but willing to take any advantage that she could if it meant winning.

Ryuko couldn't move, couldn't resist, the feeling of those hips hitting hers, the feeling of her pussy being stretched so well, the feeling of those heavy, full, swinging balls spanking her butt from underneath like a paddle left her knees giving out, her breath shattering, and her body tensing up just in time to feel her own thick and heavy flow of a hard climax burst from her at two ends. The drenching of that dick inside of her, and the coating of abs belonging to the woman that caused it happening all at once while Satsuki's own body worked quickly to replace every drop of cum that was spent with her own as she filled her rival's cunt with a thick wave of her own bubbling seed and left Ryuko screaming loudly to the feeling of both being used, being taken, and being filled up all at once. Her knees giving in, her body falling limp, and soon her figure crumbling to the floor and leaving the long haired warrior standing there in a panting smirk to claim herself as the winner.

"Mmmm... looks like I win." She told the short haired woman softly, looking over that beautiful body as her own cum started to leak out of that hungry and greedy slit all while the mixture of their delicious cream would roll off of her hips and abs to drip down onto the exhausted body of the woman below her, "You put up a good fight though."

* * *

Weakened legs had left Ryuko's body grunting as she found that mat rising up to meet her, hitting her in the side and leaving her resting against it. Every aspect of her body roared at her to get up, to rise, and continue the fight, but that wasn't how Sumo fights worked. Once a fighter was down they were out and soon as her shoulder hit the floor her weakened, stiff, limbs tried to bounce her back upward, but they were too slow, they were left tense from the hard pounding Satsuki's thick monster had delivered, and this left Ryuko's figure struggling to scamper back to her feet once again. Those eyes were on her the entire time, the staring gaze cast by the straight haired warrior who couldn't help but feel her smile growing by the second. If Ryuko had been trying to jump back onto her feet and continue the fight like nothing had happened then her attempt at being sneaky had clearly failed as this woman had seen the entire thing and was practically bouncing on her feet at the excitement that she'd managed to build up. It was something odd to see from Satsuki, something that she didn't ever show about her given how collected and contained she constantly kept herself.

"That was.. that was cheating. You put your dick in me. I want a rematch!" Ryuko demanded, shouting loudly as she continued to work at getting herself back to her feet once again.

"Cheating?!" She snarled to this sore loser, narrowing her gaze, "You're just mad that I finally got you. I can take you on anytime, in any way, and as many times as I have to until you're a quivering mess on MY mat."

The claim itself drove the dual haired fighter to step up to this temporary winner so that she could put on her brave face. "Right now then. And we'll keep going keep going until there's a clear and decisive winner. None of this one time out of the ring or one time on the canvas stuff. I'm going to take you down until you can't move."

Of course the strategy had changed, the tactics had been altered, and everything about this fight was now revolving around that pleasurable accident that had won the match for Satsuki. Pushing, pulling, grabbing, these would always be the staples of their Sumo fights, but now they'd added in the goal, the tactic, the means to bring down their otherwise unbeatable rival. Once again they moved to their starting points, stamping down their feet one after another to prepare themselves, and then finally bringing their bodies together with a loud fleshy slap as their naked bodies collided. Ryuko's figure still felt very stiff, but she wasn't the only one which kept the fight entirely balanced. Both had delivered a thick wave of cream to one another just a few minutes ago, but now as the muscles of their bodies started to tense the feeling of that fatigue quickly washed away and left the two grunting out loudly as their fingers once again wrapped around the pert and well sized rump that had been left nude from the very moment they entered this place, but this time they weren't just holding those hips together. As their massive breasts crushed down tightly against one another these two fighting women rolled their shoulders just enough to try and stimulate those large and beautiful melons, but their real attention was much lower as they worked difficultly to hold those hips in place with their hands so that they could thrust their own forward and aim for that hard and full penetrating fill of herm meat deep within the depths of the those slits. Every thrust made would be slapped to the side quickly by the defending dick, pushing it up, sideways, anyway that they could in order to keep it out of them. Both figured that if either were penetrated then it would clearly be the end for them on this fight.

Every thrust was made carefully, but was blocked and parried with a rough skill that both knew would be smoothed and sharpened from this point on. Their large breasts continued to roll and flatten down in their attack, but all of their motion was now spent on the hips alone as they continued to stab towards one another. The thick meat of their hefty dicks impacting one another right at the head to bend the thickness's upward before they were pulled back, leaving a trail of their clear pre to leak out and connect the two together. This tether didn't last long as their wild and fast movement flung the strings of cream out and across the room while their thick and heated members pulled back only to slam forward once again. Every hit that they landed impacted those soft heads at the end of hard dicks while the two young futa would struggled to overcome the other in their heated fight. Hands continued to grip on those large rumps, sliding up the length of their backs to hold one another tightly, to grip on another and smash their large, milky, breasts together, but they weren't trying to just crash their hips together. When Satsuki bent her legs down her thickness came in at a lower point, using her plans and tactics to slam her futa meat to crash against that soft and tight tunnel once again. Ryuko was made to gasp right there on the spot, made to moan out as her body was once again spread by this straight haired fighter as a shiver rolled down her body. The dual haired woman found herself in trouble, the feeling of being penetrated by this futa was something that even she couldn't describe, but she wasn't going to give in, and with a lift of her hips as Satsuki pulled back she'd manage to bring her vice from around that thickness in order to escape. They'd only been connected for less than a minute, but already she was feeling an aching in her depths, a desire to put her rival back inside of her and take as much pleasure as she could. This was a feeling she had to fight, had to contest, and had to overcome so that she could get her revenge on the graceful warrior who had fucked her so well earlier today.

Ryuko knew that she needed to strike fast, needed to gain that upper-hand and with a fast dodge of another incoming thrust the futa would bring her hips in a quick circle which allowed her to drop her hips just enough to slam her dick directly inside of Satsuki's body. It was the first time she'd ever seen her rival's eyes so wide before, the blush flushing across Satsuki's face to show that the sudden sensation of fullness was something that not only felt amazing, but felt so very right. This straight haired fighter needed to back off, needed to escape, but her body clearly didn't want her to as those hips continued to slam up into her, continued to spread her tunnel. The straight haired warrior found herself working to catch her breath, trying to maintain herself, but between her breasts being rubbed against soft mounds and that massive dick shoving its way inside of her there was nowhere for her to go. Finally she'd bring herself back, pulling her hips away to slide that cock from her body in order to try and catch her breath, but it became obvious instantly that Ryuko wasn't going to allow her to escape so easily. The juicy tunnel fluid coated the sides of the dual haired fighter's thickness, dripping off of it but before it had any chance to dry at all Ryuko drove it forward once again. This time Satsuki managed to dodge, managed to pull to the side, but as she settled back in place the graceful warrior discovered her mistake. She thrust her hips forward quickly, but her rival hadn't recalled her hips yet leaving Satsuki to once again find herself penetrated on that thick monster dick. It was only this time that Ryuko would lower her hands down, locking them around the lower back so that even if the long haired fighter wanted to run away there would be nowhere for her to go.

Held in place, kept still, those hips started to slam hard into that body as the motion alone lifted Satsuki's voice into a loud call of pleasure. Ryuko's thrusts weren't short either, instead pulling back to full length before crushing her hips forward. The loud and echoing sound of flesh hitting flesh called out easily into the depths of this gym forced this women to smirk at the suffering rival, "You look like you're enjoying my thick cock a little too much."

"Sh.. shut up! It's not like th.. that at all." Satsuki moaned back to her, trying to refuse to admit that she was finding any enjoyment in this at all.

Those hips never stopped, though, never slowed, never even lost their rhythm as they crushed deeply into that awaiting tunnel. Satsuki's attempt so to break away, her struggle to get out of this, left her to moan out deeply as she was held so perfectly in place for this long and hard shared moment. There was nowhere for her to go and as those hips only sped up her body started to shudder, started to quake all that much more than it might have before so that when Ryuko fully sheathed herself deep within the confines of that near vice-like hold she would be able to feel the fluid building up against the head of her cock, could feel the dampness so ready to release that with only a single other solid strike Satsuki's body would deliver the thick creamy fem-cum to burst free from the depths of her well stretched pussy. Her legs shaking, her body feeling numb for a second, and with a single pushing thrust of that dual haired warrior this graceful fighter would find herself forced back over the edge of the ring, ending the match and granting Ryuko the win for this round. Ryuko instantly knew how Satsuki felt, understood whys he celebrated her victory in such a way. Beating a long standing rival after two years of planning attacks and scheduling their matches against one another was an amazing feeling, and one that Ryuko wished she could repeat anytime she wanted, then again maybe she could.

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By the time Satsuki opened her eyes to the feeling of her throbbing slit her rival was already gone. Her mind had been flooded with the thoughts of pleasure, how good it felt, how amazing they were wrestling one another into submission. The very feeling of it left her gasping, left her panting, and for a while had left her in a daze. She didn't know how long her mind was gone, thinking about her defeat over and over again as her mind played it back as one of the most pleasurable experiences she'd been able to witness, but by the time her daze wore off this busty, curvy, beautiful women would suddenly realize that her co-captain was missing. It drew a wonder as to just how long she'd been out, just how far Ryuko had gotten in her escape while Satsuki was recovering. Now she moved, her body feeling stiff, her muscles aching from the hard climax that had been forced into her, but as she rolled herself to her knees that busy and beautiful figure would allow her to be lifted to her feet with a flow of grunts and strained movement.

"Where did she.." The straight haired warrior started to ask herself, turning her gaze towards the soft echoing sounds of footsteps coming from the connected locker room.

Satsuki wasn't about to believe for a second that she was lucky enough to have her question answered before she even had a chance to ask it and would instead immediately go for her robe that she entered with. As it wrapped around her body once again in it's soft fabric, her large breasts pushed against it to bend and fold the garment as she made sure to hold it shut just encase the person she thought was in the tile covered room she thought she was heading for happened to be another person entirely. The last thing that she needed was to walk up on a janitor while being completely naked. That wouldn't be a good situation for either of them. It was fortunate that when she leaned around the corner of the room she could see the sight of her black and red haired rival, almost smiling that her worry had been appeased. The sight of Ryuko pulling a few things from her locker was a refreshing view, the woman still being nude, but that didn't mean that Satsuki was close to forgetting that she just lost to this futa woman, something that she wouldn't allow to happen again.

When the dual haired fighter looked over at her, she'd give a confident smirk, one that showed that she didn't even need to brag about the win that she'd just gotten from this fighter, but was going to bring it up anyway just because rubbing it in the face of this bitch would make her day that much better. "Finally awake, huh? For a minute there I thought I'd fucked you into a coma. Then again the sumo team might do well if they only had their real alpha around instead of us barking at each other."

The very tone of her voice made Satsuki feel like her hair was standing on end, and the actual words spoken made her blood boil. Ryuko had one win, just one, and it was even one that simply canceled out the loss that she'd had earlier today. How dare that bitch get cocky and start talking down to her! This wouldn't stand, and while her hands clinched, her body tensed up, the robe wrapped warrior stepped her way towards her nude counterpart with a blood lust in her eyes. Ryuko was made to turn towards her, almost expecting to be attacked right here, but as those steps came under control, as they slowed down directly in front of this short haired fighter the woman was able to find herself relaxing a bit. It wasn't that Ryuko was scared of Satsuki, but fighting in school was something very forbidden and would lead to both of them being expelled if such a brawl broke out, then again it was hard to say if the gym would even survive such a thing. Instead Satsuki lifted her finger, pointing it at Ryuko and almost growling at her like some kind of feral beast.

"You know what? Fuck the ring. We're going to go up to our room and we're going to have it out right there on the floor, on the wall, on the couch and beds. We're going to have a real fight without any of the rules of the ring. No ring out, no force-downs. We go until we collapse and the loser gets a good hard fucking from the winner until she's satisfied. Got it beta bitch?!"

The proposal was raw, emotional, and very straight forward. It was very Satsuki like, and Ryuko was loving it. With a confident smile on her face she gave a long and fast nod to express her interest in such a thing. "You've got it, and when I win, you're going to be walking sideways for the rest of your life. I'm going to tame you, pet."

Ryuko finished gathering her things and simply threw them back into the locker, no longer caring about trying to get cleaned up if she was just about to get dirty again. Now, this was going to be fun and she wanted Satsuki to be able to smell the musk of her latest victory on her body throughout the entire fight. They were in for the long haul now, and in their own ways were very excited about being able to finally put their long standing, two year, rival in her place once and for all. Nothing was going to make either of these two girls happier leaving the short haired fighter to wrap her robe around her and leave this place back towards her room so that they could start the fight that they should have had on the very first day at this academy.

Their path back to their shared room was met with a hurried pace. It was clear that they didn't want to be caught running around in their robes, but more importantly both wanted to get to the place where they'd have their final decisive battle with one another. The very idea of dominating the other ran through their bones, flooded their very beings with ideas of pleasure, tactic, and raw power that made the thickness resting between their legs throb with a hard tube of flesh that tried to poke out from inside the opening of that garment. It was an idea that made their breasts swell with need, their pussy lips puff with anticipation and their already well toned muscles tighten so that when they reached the door Ryuko would almost crushing the bronze door handle at the face of it with the strength of her grip. As the door opened the two would step inside, the look of this place was just as it had always been, but somehow seemed far different. The state of it was normal, a living area with two bedrooms on either side of it, but neither were seeing it as just some place to live and reside between classes. This was a battlefield now, a place where they were going to fight until the very finish when one was so worn down by the other that they could no longer move and had to submit to the authority of their better. Already they could smell the amount of sexual musk that was going to be filling this place, the scent of stretched out pussy, of casually spilled seed, of tight squeezed breasts and gripped butt. Once that door closed behind them it was all over, their game had already begun and they were going to compete until the very last bitter thrust was cast.

"So you want to just skip the pushing and pulling part, huh?" Ryuko said, turning towards Satsuki with her confident gaze.

It wasn't long before their large, massive, breasts were crushed up against one another, their thick mounds smashing down between their chests as hands moved to wrap around those well sized tubes of meat in order to start stroking them. The tight grip alone was something to gasp at, but both managed to maintain themselves while the straight haired fighter gave her quick nod to her rival's question. Sumo was their art, but this had little do with it anymore. Instead they were here to fuck and dominate until one gave in, and that was what both planned to do as they eased the movement of those cocks forward. As the two dicks crossed one another, as they brushed past those hips and started pressing at the balls even those large round nuts would move away from them. Crossing, shifting, and with a quick thrust from both hips the two felt the warm, juicy, liquid-y tunnel grip down around as much of those big dicks as they could fit in. These two futa released a strained moan, feeling the sensation of pleasure course through their bodies as they both tried to hide away the fact that what they were giving one another felt amazing. It was one thing to be gripping onto a pair of hips and thrusting forward, but to feel those thrusts not only wrap their cock in warm flesh, but also spread their already swollen slits left them shivering in delight. Usually a futa had to choose which part of their sex was going to get pleasured, but in this way, with this partner they were able to have both ends satisfied at the same time.

Every hard grunt that they delivered, every movement that they made, every muffled cry that they tried to hide, touched on the walls as this room seemed to grow so much smaller around them. The walls feeling like they were closing in and that couch getting so much closer. Their grinding tits crashing and banging against one another in a hard and heavy smash while their hips impacted so much harder. Even those thick balls were swinging and brushing side by side, sometimes hitting together entirely as they tried to bury as much of their meat into one another as they could. Those cunny walls did their best to squeeze down, did everything that they could to combat the feeling of being stretched out wide by a massive cock, but it was so hard to concentrate on crushing a thickened shaft inside of them when they're own dicks were being squeezed so tightly.

"You... you think that tiny dick is going to be able to beat me?" Ryuko struggled to taunt, trying to everything to distract her opponent so that she could aim for some kind of advantage.

"There's nothing... tiny about this monster, and by the... look on your face you know it." Satsuki replied back quickly, showing just as much fatigue as her opponent.

Every step that they took was followed by the opponent, every movement dragging one another through this shared living space as their feet shifted across the carpeting living room until they found the softness under their feet ending and the cool tiled floor taking it's place. Their soft grunts and easy moans that they'd been trying to hide now echoed against the walls of the shared bathroom, leaving them to hide nothing from one another as their hips started to buck all that much harder. Hands shifted around their figures, holding their backs to pin their chests together down to their hips to deliver heavier thrusts and even back up to gripping one another's large butts just to be able to smack the soft surface of those strong rumps. Every movement that they delivered sent a surge of hot, amazing, pleasure through their bodies and left their dicks leaking deep within one another. From the two point pleasure it was hard to even tell if either was cumming as the fluid just seemed to constantly flow. Even when Satsuki made a hard step forward and brought Ryuko's back against the smooth tile wall, pinning her against right between those faucet valves the short haired fighter only felt herself starting to fade, felt her mind starting to go into darkness. The lifting movement of her hips thanks to those heavy thrusts brought her right back when the water above them in the shower was turned on and poured down over both of them, giving this woman a chance to recover while Ryuko pushed herself off of the wall.

The water behind them still ran, still covered the shower floor with it's warm fluid that left Satsuki sliding back until her back pressed against the wall instead. Ryuko wanted to give this woman a good, hard, and solid fucking, and with it pulled herself back sliding herself and her rival's cock to the very brim of leaving that pussy entirely only to slam her hips back inward and feel herself filled once more by the stretching girth of a hard futa dick. The once cold walls had been heated by the steam rolling off of the water leaving these tiled walls to sweat down the length to soak her back while her hands were pinned up over her head. The hard and crushing thrusts that were delivered to her left Satsuki moaning, crying, and delivering a soft scream from her while she felt her pussy squirt a thick load of her fem-cum at the sensation of the dominating force in front of her. It was Ryuko, however, that furthered the anti in this match, leaning in to smash their breasts together more and plan a hard kiss to her rival's lips as she forced Satsuki's cock deep within herself in order to pound her own hard cock into that juicy depth with even more strength. The feeling of darkness wrapped around Satsuki's sight, left her gasping and panting as her gaze started to fade and her body began to black out. It wasn't until she felt the soft surface of something hit her in the back that she'd wake up from this and look up at Ryuko grinding their dicks into one another while Satsuki was made to rest on the bed. Somehow when she blacked out Ryuko managed to guide her into this room to be further fucked, but now that she was back in her wits the graceful warrior would quickly roll her rival over, reaching up to grip those wrists and force her down so that Satsuki could start her own hard and dominating fucking that left this short haired fighter's head leaning back as she was both ridden and fucked right there on the spot.

The loud and gasping calls, she didn't quite know how she got here either and clearly it had been Satsuki that brought her into this room not their natural instincts to want to fuck and love the body of their rival, of feeling that hard dick inside of them and wet slit around them. It was obvious that their opponent was at fault for where they currently were as well as the feeling of both panting before a thick stream of heavy cum washed through their bodies. They could feel their pussies being flooded, their wombs being filled, and in return the sensation of a hot liquid drenching down from their slits over the mattress under them. The very feeling left the two crying out, while their sweat covered bodies dripped and slid as quickly as they could to try and regain any level of advantage. Once again their heads got fuzzy, their bodies grew stiff, their minds faded away and the long passionate kiss that they shared before was starting to repeat. Tongues wrapped around tongues, licking across the roofs of their mouths as their figures rolled over the thick blanket while their hips bounced, lifted, gyrated, and played over the other. It was impossible to tell who was on top, who was on bottom, and while the blanket wrapped them to lock the two together their panting breaths only increased their lust so that when their mouths finally separated the strings of saliva that still connected to them would help guide their gaze into the others waking eyes.

It was impossible to tell how long they'd really been at this, but what they could tell was that their bodies were winding down, the feeling of the heat from their sexes was only building up more and more, and while they were held together by blanket alone both could feel their hearts racing right up against one another. Ryuko leaned her head up, though, no longer blacked out but wanting to deliver an deep and passionate kiss to the woman over her while their hips continued to mesh and grind. Satsuki returned the kiss, enjoying the flavor of those lips against hers and even moaning gently into the texture of that tongue running over her own. They were only forced to pull back when the need to breath became too much as the build up at the tip of there cocks once again force a release in a thick and heavy flow of juicy cum that gushed through into their depths once again. It wasn't the hardest of climaxes, but the number of them that they'd had both consciously and otherwise, had left the two completely drained and their bodies sore from the constant fucking for an amount of time that they couldn't even tell. All they knew was that it was night when they set out for the gym and now the light of dawn was starting to shine out through the window over the edges of their academy.

"Satsuki..." Ryuko panted deeply, her breath being something that she was struggling to keep, "Will you... go out with me?"

The question was something that most would have to think about, but while this long haired warrior smiled to her rival turned lover she only planted a soft kiss to the side of her cheek, "Only if you.. give me a final round.. to remember, Ryuko."