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Uninvited Tournament Part 27

"Wakey, Wakey, kitten." The soft tone of the voice and the hand pressed to her cheek allowed Natasha to turn slowly into the grip, her crimson hair falling over the back of the hand that held her and the soft purr rolled through her lips.

As the golden furred cheek continued to slide against the palm of that hand, nuzzling into it affectionately, those eyes would slowly start to blink open. The sight of a yellow scaled palm wrapped in a blue scaled hand and arm touched that cheek, leaving her to look up upon the blurry sight of the woman that was on her knees in front of this lioness. A smile wrapped around Sumethil's lips, but that smile would evolve into a soft laugh when Natasha suddenly realized that not only was the island queen sitting there waking her up, but the other fighters had formed a circle around her. It was this realization that drove the golden lioness to side back quickly, to pull herself free from the hand that was treating her so well and start to lift herself up. Her match was today, this was something she knew, but Natasha wasn't expecting such a gentle awakening, at least it wasn't something she was used to. While the other girls laughed and giggled around her sudden startle from this soft affection she'd smile back at them and giggle in return.

"I guess I over-slept. Sorry about that. Who am I fighting again? That smaller feline, right?" The golden lioness asked softly while smiling to around her looking for her opponent.

"Did she just call me short?" The sound of cracking knuckles sounded as the crowd parted around the lynx that stood there with her hand wrapped around her fist, "I was going to take it easy on you, but not anymore."

Natasha smirked to this, moving her hand to throw her crimson locks out behind her, "Maybe I did, short stuff. I didn't know that they let children in the tournament."

It was an easy goad, one that would work on most people but worked so much more on the lynx who snarled deeply at this lioness, "Sumethil, start this fight already. I'm going to teach this bitch a thing or two."

It was pretty clear that Aria didn't like to be referred to as "short", but it was hard to deny that her stature wasn't as large as other girls, even here, which only made it more impressive that she was here at all and had gone this long in the tournament. All of these ladies seemed to match a theme. They were strong, they were powerful, they were busty and curvy. Each of them was a woman ready to show off her beauty and sexual dominance over the other in order to force their opponents to forfeit from just arousal alone, but Aria held herself differently. She was curvy in her own way, but she was smaller than most of them, and not nearly as chest heavy. Aria's body was athletic built rather than entirely alluring, but she had the muscle that she'd trained herself in and worked endlessly to accomplish even that. It was the reason that she couldn't stand people not taking her seriously. The idea of being considered "small" or "cute" was an insult in itself to her entirely because it undermines the hard work she'd put into her fighting skills. Natasha wasn't too keen on throwing insults around either, but if it could help rile this lynx then she didn't mind it. The golden lioness had to respect her opponent, had to value her skills that had gotten Aria this far, but she was here for a real match and wanted to see the fighter's rage to show her that this young woman was really ready to begin.

The smirk that rolled over Natasha's lips showed her interest in seeing the lynx so ready for a fight. Summy tried to step in between them, but it was clear that these two were ready for their match now. Normally, the island queen would stop them, would separate them, and guide them to the place where the match would be taking place, but if they wanted to fight one another so desperately right here then this dragoness wasn't going to stop them. A smile attached to her lips and the blue queen stepped back, giving them their space as she motioned for others to follow in her footsteps towards the stairs where they could sit and rest. Scalies and furries alike were ready to watch this match, eager to see who would make it to the final round of the tournament. Even if the previous matches hadn't been some of their cups of tea these final three were the matches that nobody was willing to sit out on. The stage was set, the fighters were clearly ready, and the audience was prepped for this match. It was time to start this and if this queen knew how to do anything then she absolutely knew how to get people ready to witness a hot and sexy fight. It was hard to say how long Sumethil could keep these two from tearing into one another, though, and with an exaggerated motion that authority drenched voice called out towards the girls to speak to both Natasha and Aria at once.

"You've both fought very hard to be here. Multiple opponents have fallen to your will, but only one of you can go onto the finals. Will it be Natasha, the powerful and curvy lioness warrior who stands over so many fighters now? Perhaps the one to climb to the final rank in the tournament will be Aria, the strong and courageous fighter who has harnessed her body into a living weapon. Both of you are equally worthy of entering the final round, but only one of you can and this morning we find out which between you that will be." She said, giving a slight pause as these felines looked between Sumethil and one another. "Natasha and Aria. Begin."

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Aria was already shifting herself forward before Natasha could even start to move after Sumethil's announcement. The smaller feline wasn't as physically strong or as busty as her opponent, but she was fast, she was clever, and she was a very capable fighter. As the quick motion of attack flowed immediately towards the golden lioness's busy body Aria found herself smiling, not at the idea of being able to hurt this feline, not at the idea of being able to duel her into submission, or because she had some brilliant plan that would insure her victory. Aria smiled because of the joy of combat, the thrill of being able to compete against someone and test her skills. If she won then she had a busty play thing to tend with, and if she lose then she would be that play thing, but the enjoyment that she got from the sensation of being able to fight someone else, someone will skill and talent enough to make it this far in a tournament, sent tingles through her body. Normally a fighter of smaller size and less weight would be at a huge disadvantage, but this lynx didn't shy away from such things and had learned to deal with larger girls like this one. That quick speed sent a hand low, forcing her feline claws to grip down on that still shocked lioness's lower lips, connecting herself to them so that as her palm sunk into Natasha's body the golden feline would be made to gasp and shiver from the sudden presence of a hand holding onto her pussy. The other hand lifted at the same time and while one connected to the nether area the other went to grip down on one of those large golden breasts. The grip to the pussy kept Natasha in place, and while she was being made to lean forward thanks to her own breast pulling her down this lynx would switch her efforts, not longer pulling but pushing. Aria was smaller than most of the fighters here, but with a single motion she'd manage to lift the larger lioness's body up just long enough to slam her back down on her head in the sand leaving the lioness to roll onto her back with a heavy grunt flowing through her body.

"Now who's short, bitch?" Aria mocked with an easy smirk on her face, even lifting her stand covered foot to try and step down on the side of Natasha's face.

The lynx smirked at her downed opponent who was still grunting from the sand, watching that face crush further and further against the beach as she put more and more of her weight onto it. She wasn't here to hurt, Natasha, though, and soon moved to release that foot from the side of the lioness's head, instead moving down to place her knees on either side of it. This gave Aria a good straddle over that face, allowing the busty feline to have a very good view of that well tended lynx pussy, holding it just out of reach from that head and teasing her with it. Aria had to giggle to this, loving how she'd got Natasha on the ground in just one move which left the lynx high on the thrill of her apparent victory. This smaller feline was left on her knees, her womanhood in perfect view of her opponent as if to taunt her, to tease her, to immediately lower herself down. Natasha gasped when she felt that heated slit crushing down against her nose, eyes widening quickly as hands lifted to try and push Aria off of her. It was obvious what the tactic was, clear that the lynx wanted to smother her with those lips, but this lioness wasn't going to give in so easily. As golden hands lifted, pushing against those knees, Aria's light weight worked against the lynx and Natasha's strong muscles forced her opponent off of her face. The lift was only the first step, though and once this lioness had enough breathing room her pushing motion turned into a pulling one the moment Natasha wrapped a hand around the back of Aria's head.

The lynx found herself forced to lean forward over that busy golden body, her figure moving as she was made to flip right there on the spot so that as she landed her smaller frame would land against the soft surface of busty feeling flesh with arms wrapped around the lynx in order to hold her in place. Aria didn't have a huge bust like her opponent, but she did have breasts, and with her body wrapped up in those arms Natasha made sure to grip her soft padded hands around those soft, perky, and perfectly shaped tits. The feeling of it left Aria to gasp, to squirm, to cry out softly as she felt her body tortured by the rolling wrists that played over her lynx breasts. Aria knew that she needed to escape, needed to find away out of this, but even now as her mind started to fog she was having trouble doing so. Her own shattered breath showing her struggle, showing her yearning to continue the intense feeling, but knowing all too well that she needed to get back into this game. When the lynx lifted her elbows she found her arms very well secured under that iron tight grip, a grip that loosened when she drove them down against Natasha's ribs on both sides. The lioness's body was made to jerk, her grip losing it's hold, but Aria didn't run away and instead used the opportunity to rotate herself, to roll herself over, and crush her own smaller bust against those large, sultry tits.

"That was a nice try, Natasha, but I'm not letting you go this time," she'd say to the lioness with a clear smirk.

Natasha only giggled back to her gently before replying in a low tone, "Like-wise," the very sound of her words started her movement to roll both of them over, a movement that planted Aria on her back once again, but this time with the red-headed lioness over her.

Strong arms wrapped around strong bodies, both hugging and squeezing the other as their breasts danced and struggled. Every tight hold that another would make further crushed those larger breasts against Aria's, even folding over the lynx's to press more against her collar and chest. This very face made the lioness smirk fold into a full on smile as she felt those smaller breasts on the smaller creature giving into her instantly and Aria under her squirming to try and escape. It was clear who had the superior woman hood given by nature, but that didn't mean that the fight was going to go in one direction. If this lynx couldn't take her on breast to breast then she'd have to use one of her more proud aspects and compete using her rocking rump to drive this lioness into a heated frenzy of lust and need. That very strong train of thought meant that this lynx would need to break free from this hold, to get away from her attacker in order to put it into action, and that was something that Natasha very clearly was not interested in allowing Aria to do. That hold tightened, the large breasts crushed more against her body and left the lynx to squirm even more, but if this lioness was going to smash those large tits into her then Aria was going to have to tend to them first.

With an easy growl the lynx released her arms from that bear-hug, letting go of the lioness, but instead ran those fingers up between them in order to separate the two just enough that those smaller hands could grip down hard against Natasha's large breasts. The loud roar that came from that lion filled the air immediately, those already tightened breasts feeling even more pressure put into them and a hot gush of that milk spraying out between the two in order to cover that lynx with her warm cream. While Aria made her own tits drenched with the milk of the lioness over her she could see the look of pleasure racing across Natasha's face, the sight of this girl almost to a state of mewling, and that was what gave this lynx the strength to keep pushing. When she felt those strong arms loosen around her body Aria slide herself down across the sand, drawing her body between those golden legs while a stream of hot milk continued to splash across her breasts, then her shoulders, then her face all before the smaller feline was able to escape. Natasha clearly needed a moment to recover, but Aria had other plans and as she hooked her yellow leg around that strong and thick thigh these two girls would find their already heated and drooling slits pressing up against one another. Those thick labia crushing down hard and their lower lips finding themselves matched in a deep french kiss that left both of them gasping, moaning, and calling out deeply into the air.

"Ugh... that's right, mmm.. bitch.. you take that pussy like a too little kitten." Aria tried to speak out, fighting off her own moaning while hips rotated, rolled, and crushed in all new ways ever few seconds.

Natasha wasn't in any better state here, though, and as her ears folded back she'd try and put on a strong face. "Oh, I'll take it, all right, Ohmmm.. right after I.. I beat it, little slut."

The more they ground out their hot slits the more both lost their view of the finish. Every attack that they'd tried to connect up until this point had been completely countered by the other and that made this match anyone's game at this point. When Natasha locked her thigh around Aria's it was the red-headed lioness's way of saying that this match was going to end here in this pose, a sign that the lynx matched by locking her own legs right back. Both were ready to battle this out pussy to pussy, slit to slit, and feel the other fill their tight depths with their own needed fem-cum. Moans folded into gasps, gasps into cries, and cries into screams while they both worked to maintain their throbbing depths, worked to stave off their orgasms has long as they were able to. Every gasping breath was met with a shattered exhale that left them throwing their heads back and to the side. It was torture, but self imposed torture, and a torture that both wanted to see to the very end. Natasha turned her half closed eyes down to Aria who looked right back at her, drool rolling from the corner of that lioness's mouth just as her tongue rolled out. Heated pants showed that they were finished, that they needed to release, but Natasha wasn't done just yet. With her eyes clinched shut and her teeth gritted, the lynx tried everything to hold back, every single hair on her body feeling like it was standing on end as the sensation of needles stabbing into her figure met the girl's hot need. Finally, those that had gathered here were able to hear the loud cry of one of the fighters screaming as her body quivered and shook her pussy gushing a thick wave of her seed to both fill and cover her opponent's hot pussy. The separation that was granted by weakened legs releasing their hold showed the long connected strings of cum dripping down onto the sand below that was already soaking in a steamy puddle. They all looked on as they witnessed Natasha lean her head back into the sand in a hot pant, a sigh of relief washing over her while the deeply moaning Aria felt her cheeks burning in a heavy blush. The cum that had been delivered oozed from Aria's body even now, and showing her as the defeated party.

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"Mmmm Gods..." Natasha moaned out to the smaller feline, "When you cum you really cum."

The sound of a smile reaching out from the golden lioness as she rested, working to regain herself before showing her dominance over the smaller feline, but it seemed that she wouldn't need to when Aria volunteered to start licking at that fem-cum covered slit, working to clean it. The soft mewls filled the air while this busty woman slid her hand over to the back of Aria's head, holding her in place and rolling her hips slowly in time with the feeling of those heavy licks. The rough surface of Aria's feline tongue lifted Natasha's lower back and leaving her shaking on the spot while her mouth opened in a silent cry of pleasure. The sensation of tiny hooks gripping her sensitive flesh only to draw it up little by little left the lioness shivering, shaking, and her hand reaching down between her legs to grip down on any head-fur that she was able to locate, wanting to lock Aria in this position until she was done with her. Even when that tongue spread her heated and swollen lips, lapping and drinking Aria's own used up fem-cum from the depths of that body, Natasha felt her figure lock up, stun in place, and her shattered breath giving away just how amazing this sensation was. Even now it was hard to tell who was the one dominating and who is submitting, but this golden feline knew that she had to make that much more clear very soon.

"Yeah.. Aria.. yes.. just like that.. fuck." She moaned to her opponent, grinding her pussy lips over that face to smear the thickness of her cream across that muzzle and leaving the lynx marked in the scent of Natasha's well tended pussy.

Aria said nothing back, though, accepting her role in this ended match, accepting that she lost and that she was now to give herself over to the lioness's pent up desires. It was a role that she did willingly, that she answered gracefully and without hesitation. Aria knew what a loss cost her, what she'd given into with her need overwhelming her, but she wasn't going to complain, and she wasn't going to try and make excuses. This lynx had lost her fight, and she was going to accept that. It was something that drew the crowd to smile on at her, to give her the space that she needed to pleasure the lioness, and was rewarded by the presence of dark blue hands lightly rubbing over the small of her back. With a gasp Aria looked over her shoulder, turning away from that pussy for a second only to have Natasha pull her face back into the depths of that heated slit. Her tongue reaching out once again to drive deep into that golden feline body while she felt something slithering around between her legs. Without being able to turn and see who it was the girl was left curious, but accepting once again. It wasn't until she felt the smooth scaled tail slide into the depths of her already well used pussy that Aria would mewl instantly to the spread of her cunny lips, kissing deeply against Natasha's sexy slit while her own cunt was stretched wide by tail alone. It went without saying that both of Aria's lips were being well used on this day.

"Mmm... mmurph.." She couldn't speak, couldn't talk, could only feel herself being rolled over on her back while the tail worked to twist inside of her body.

Natasha knew that she was close to release, and wanted to make sure that her desire went exactly where she wanted it to. Even the lioness had to admit that this smaller opponent was amazing in defeat and wasn't about to refuse her for a second if she wanted to make Natasha cum so willingly. She could feel Aria squirming, moving, rolling her pussy over that penetrating tail that entered into their fun uninvited as this larger feline rolled her own hips against that tongue and mouth, grinding it down against the lynx's face while she gasped and moaned once again for all to hear. Every muffled cry that Aria made left that shivering body to push harder, to drive that tongue into her curvy figure all the more. Straddling this lynx, keeping her trapped under her, and the smothered cries of pleasure erupting through this lioness's tunnel left her to lean her golden head back and echo the sound through her own lips. Natasha wouldn't be lasting much longer. That hand still gripped tightly on Aria's hair and with short cut deep breaths this lion would release a deep roar that echoed across the sky itself as the wave of her own heated cum finally gushed down across Aria's beautiful face, drenching her, covering her, and making her drink as much as she was able to as it pooled out around her cheeks. Aria wasn't far behind either.

While she was being drown in cum the lynx would feel her own body once again give in to the sensation of being filled so deeply, the flicks that the tip of the tail delivered to her left Aria's body jerking from one side to the next and her eyes rolling to the back of her head while her entire body quaked like a trimmer. The heavy flow of hot lynx seed once again burst from the depths of her body to drench that deeply imbedded tail ad left her with her eyes rolled to the back of her head to be left a gasping and shivering mess of a feline even while Natasha slowly stood up from on top of her. Aria continued to lay there, well used, and very thoroughly satisfied.