Lucky Victory - 2
Karina's well-trained back was just as stunning as her front.
"Hyaaat!"
I gave her ass a light smack, and she let out a cute scream, her body quivering.
"O-Opening!"
But I got too caught up admiring it, and my grip on her loosened. Karin shook me off and scurried away on all fours for a moment, but she never managed to get back on her feet.
"F-Fast?"
"I'm getting used to this pattern now."
At first, I couldn't react when she slipped away right after I thought I had her. But once I started anticipating it—just a little— I could pounce faster than she could stand.
"Nngh, th-this is dangerous..."
"Ten minutes is too long. If we go all out, three minutes would be plenty."
I mounted her. This time, I pinned her down properly, grabbing each wrist with one hand and pressing them firmly into the mat.
But Karin looked up at me with a confident grin.
"If you're using both arms like that, how are you gonna tease me... Eek!"
Her body was already heating up. A quick lick over her hardened nipple drew another adorable yelp from her.
"N-No fair. Don't lick like that—licking right now is cheating. H-Hngh..."
"Anything not in the rules isn't cheating. And honestly, this feels more like cheating to me."
I leaned down and kissed her. This one was rougher, deeper—tongues tangling, saliva mixing in a heated clash.
"Th-This..."
"You've still got three minutes left. Lasting this long is impressive enough."
"I'm winning today, no matter what!"
Her center of gravity shifted forward, freeing her legs. She kicked at my hips, but it wasn't enough to break my hold. I tugged my pants down just enough to press my already rock-hard cock against her lips.
"Mmmph! Hngh..."
She clamped her mouth shut to keep it out, but breathing through her nose meant she had no choice but to inhale the scent right in front of her.
"Nngh, hngh, ah-heh..."
She was plenty aroused already. Time was running short—it was time to finish her off. Her eyes had glazed over, her face flushed red. The proud fighter from just minutes ago now wore the face of a thoroughly disheveled bitch in heat. One sharp jolt of the right intensity, and she'd shatter.
I pinched her protruding nipple.
"Kyaaah!"
She convulsed wildly, no excuses needed.
"Hiiik, hik, hngh..."
Right on cue, the alarm blared loudly.
"I... lost."
Karin gazed up at me with a relieved expression.
"Can't be helped. Do whatever you want with my body all day..."
That was the rule. The winner could ravage the loser however they pleased for the entire day—a subtly meaningful, yet oddly ambiguous arrangement.
I'd fuck Karin however I wanted even without rules like that. And if she wanted a particular play, I usually indulged her. There weren't many stakes between us anyway. She had nothing to offer me in a bet, and I had nothing more to give her.
"Ugh, such a shame. I could've won if I'd held out just a bit longer!"
"No chance."
I didn't half-ass our playtime, though. The things she demanded when she won weren't particularly humiliating or off-putting. But mentally, they ramped up the tension like nothing else.
"No matter how I think about it, there's not enough stimulation! Don't just grapple—throw some punches!"
"No way. At that point, I really can't control my strength."
Even if Karin was tough, she couldn't tank a direct hit from my fist.
"I used to train by taking punches to the gut sometimes! It wasn't kendo-related, but..."
"That's a totally different level of power!"
"C'mon, just be a little careful!"
"It's not that easy!"
Having superhuman strength didn't make daily life impossible, but fine-tuning it during obvious power moves—like throwing a hard punch—was tricky. It was like adjusting volume with a slippery mouse scroll: painstakingly delicate.
Her recovery was good, at least. Even if I slipped up a bit, she'd be back on her feet fine in minutes. Still, I couldn't let loose. Who knew what accident might happen?
"S-So, hngh! Uh, haa, what now?"
As she sat up briefly, my crotch brushed her lower belly. Even that slight contact drew a moan from her.
Her question carried a strange mix of anticipation, pulling a chuckling sigh from me.
"Were you always this much of a masochist?"
"Wh-What? I'm not a masochist—I just like fighting! It's about accepting defeat gracefully!"
Karin shook her head in embarrassment, but in my eyes, she was way past that point.
"Something's off no matter how you slice it. Normal people don't go this far to 'accept defeat.'"
"Nngh..."
"Anyway, what should we do today..."
Karina's body wasn't fragile. Fucking her right here on the mat wouldn't hurt her.
Her flexibility was incredible. I stripped off her bottoms and stood her up, lifting one leg straight up high.
"Ngh..."
Her leg stretched into a perfect split. The firm muscles of her inner thigh and her pussy came into sharp view. Already climaxed once, she was soaked.
I thrust my cock straight inside without hesitation.
"Haaaah!"
Her body clenched down like it wanted to crush me, but it wasn't enough to break me.
"Hik, hng, ah, aaah!"
Her leg trembled, but I was already supporting it—and her— with both arms.
"Hngh, I-I can't win this... I lost..."
Every time I buried myself to the hilt, she twitched in excitement.
"When it hits like this, hngh, I can't hold back..."
Her body rocked wildly, but her weight was nothing to me.
"Hngh, hng, harder, harder..."
I pounded her rougher, stronger. Flesh slapped against flesh with echoing smacks. No sword thrust or bullet could penetrate her toned body this deep. My cock pulverized her depths, planting my flag in her core.
"Ohhooooh, hngh, haat, haaa! Fuck me, hngh—fill this loser's pussy with the winner's cum, knock me up..."
"You say shit like that but hate being called a masochist?!"
"I-I do hate it, kyahaat!"
Her massive tits jiggled beautifully. She clamped her mouth shut to stifle her moans, but the overwhelming pleasure forced out her filthy words.
"Hngh, hooooh, I lost. Can't beat a cock like this..."
"Truth is, you don't even have to win to get it—just ask nicely."
"B-Begging for mercy, hngh? Sex like that wouldn't feel good..."
Her gritted-teeth determination was too cute. I kissed her cheek softly. Our bodies pressed together; I felt the sweat beading on her breasts, the texture of her skin.
I laid her down on the mat. Her firm tits bounced from the impact.
"Cock... quick, put it in..."
I crushed her beneath me, pinning and ravaging her.
"Hnnngh, haat, kyaaah!"
She was a match for anyone her size. She'd told me once she'd even won minor kendo tournaments before the war. Without the physical enhancement procedure, I couldn't have held her, let alone pinned her down.
"I surrender, ha, I surrender to your cock. Hngh, haaaah..."
But now, she was spread wide, utterly defeated.
"Gonna cum. Take it all and get pregnant properly!"
"Hngh, I lost, haat, no choice... Surrender or pregnancy, I have to do whatever you say..."
Her face mixed defeat, exhilaration, pleasure, and shame.
"Haaaaaaaah!"
I flooded her with thick white cum. She shuddered violently with a massive moan.
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"Hik?"
A cute moan and splashing water echoed.
"Awake already?"
I grinned, admiring Karina's body in the tub. Even half-asleep, she crawled into my arms and snuggled close.
"Passing out from one hit means I'm really weak, huh..."
"You're just tired. Don't sweat it."
During sex, she'd blacked out the moment I came inside her. No wonder—she was exhausted. Regular sessions with me wore her out; adding grappling and struggling beforehand had drained her completely.
"Bath... How long was I out?"
"Not too long. I cleaned you up and brought you here."
Yukiko had offered to handle cleanup, but washing a defenseless Karin was its own special thrill. I'd wiped away the cum and juices with water and body wash, scrubbing every inch of her.
We gazed at each other in the water.
"That was good..."
Karin eyed my body lewdly, reliving it all.
"I could go another round, but you wouldn't last."
"Guess I can't help that."
She smacked her lips and sank into the steaming water. We sat facing each other in the automatically heated bath, saying nothing.
It was warm.