Raveena vs Tamannah: Double-Ended Dildo Challenge Turns Into a Brutal Lesbian Punishment
The room reeked of lust and challenge.
The sheets were already stained from the earlier contest, from the way Raveena had pounded Tamannah senseless. But that round was over. Now, the tables were level—equal footing, equal hunger, and a single thick double-ended dildo ready to slide between their soaked folds and test their control.
Raveena stood tall, body gleaming with sweat, toned thighs flexing as she picked up the toy. It was long, curved slightly at the center, thick as a forearm at its widest point, and already glistening with lube. She held it like a blade forged from pleasure, her dark eyes locked on Tamannah’s.
“You came too easily last time,” Raveena purred. “Now you get a chance to prove if your pussy can take more than five minutes of grinding.”
Tamannah’s smile was pure heat. “You’re not the only one with stamina, babe. Let’s see who melts first.”
The Setup: Clit-to-Clit, Pussy-to-Pussy
The bed creaked beneath them as both women got on their knees, legs spread wide, the toy nestled between their slick, swollen pussies. Tamannah guided her end in first, moaning softly as the thick silicone slid inside her soaking slit, her inner walls clenching in welcome.
Then Raveena leaned forward, breasts swaying, and began to push her end in—inch by inch until the thick toy connected them, buried deep, their cunts joined by the shared shaft, mounds flush, clits brushing with every slight grind.
No warm-up. No tease.
Only rules: grind, fuck, endure.
No cumming first—or else.
The Battle Begins: Thrust for Thrust, Moan for Moan
The first grind drew a gasp from both women—*shlick—shhlk—*as their hips rolled forward, pushing the dildo deeper, making the slick folds of their pussies press, mash, and smear together with wet, obscene sounds.
Tamannah moaned first, her breath catching. “God—it’s so thick—I can feel your pussy clenching on the other side—”
Raveena growled, grinding harder. “Don’t talk. Fuck.”
Their thighs flexed, muscles working in tandem as they rutted together, rocking forward and back, forcing the toy to slide inside them both, rubbing every sweet spot on the way in and out.
Slap. Wet press. Moan. Grind.
Their clits kissed, swollen and sensitive, pushed together by the base of the toy. The pressure was unbearable, filthy, dripping heat between their bodies.
Raveena leaned in, sweat dripping from her brow, her breasts swaying as she whispered, “You gonna cum again, slut? Gonna lose twice in a row?”
Tamannah bared her teeth, grinding faster. “Not a chance.”
Their rhythm grew brutal. The dildo bent and flexed with every grind, squelching wet between their folds, heat building like lava ready to erupt.
Their moans became gasps, cries—eyes wide and locked on each other, each daring the other to fall, to twitch, to explode.
But it was Tamannah’s lip that trembled.
Her breath hitched. Her legs tensed.
Raveena noticed.
The Fall: One Orgasm to Seal Defeat
“You’re close,” Raveena hissed, grinding faster, forcing the toy deeper into them both. “Your pussy’s squeezing—I can feel it pulsing on my end. You’re cumming—”
Tamannah shook her head, but her voice betrayed her. “N-no—ahh—fuck—I—”
Too late.
Her orgasm hit like a lightning strike—body jerking, back arching, eyes rolling back as her slick exploded around the toy. A scream tore from her lips, loud, broken.
Raveena stopped moving. She grinned slowly.
“Gotcha.”
Punishment: Strap-On Domination Unleashed
Tamannah collapsed backward, panting, chest heaving.
Raveena stood and yanked the dildo out with a wet plop, tossing it aside.
“Get on all fours,” she ordered, grabbing the harness from the drawer. The strap-on she chose was thick, curved, merciless. She strapped it on with practiced ease, cock jutting from her hips like a weapon.
Tamannah obeyed, cheeks flushed, pussy still leaking.
Raveena knelt behind her, guided the thick cock to her still-twitching entrance.
“You’re going to feel every inch,” she growled, and rammed it in with a savage thrust.
SCHHHLK!
Tamannah screamed, hands clutching the sheets as the brutal cock split her open again. “AHHH—FUCK—it’s too much—I just—came—!”
“That’s the punishment,” Raveena spat, slamming her hips forward again, again, again, the sound of their bodies meeting obscene and wet. “You cum too soon, you take the strap.”
The room filled with slaps, moans, sobs, the thick cock pumping her open, hitting her spot with brutal precision.
Tamannah cried out, “Please—I can’t—I’m gonna—!”
“No,” Raveena growled, grabbing her hair and pulling her back. “You’ll cum when I say.”
She fucked her faster, deeper, the strap soaked with slick, Raveena’s own clit grinding on the harness base as she punished Tamannah into a second orgasm—screaming, broken, full-body release.
And still, she didn’t stop.
Final Moment: No Mercy in Victory
Tamannah was left twitching, drooling, legs limp, cunt dripping with a mixture of slick and defeat.
Raveena pulled out, the cock glistening, proud.
She sat back, catching her breath, victorious again.
And already, her eyes sparkled.
“Round three?” she asked.
Tamannah could only moan in response.
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