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The Sex Wrestling League Ch. 01

By: TConcord18



It was always a fetish of mine. So when Sean told me he had joined an adult league I was intrigued to learn more. I am in my mid-twenties and am fairly attractive. I don't really have a steady girlfriend, but I was always interested in females who were into wrestling. It all started out one night when Sean and I were catching up one night at a bar. After the causal chit-chat and a few beers, Sean started to talk about his new found league. "I couldn't believe it when someone told me, Rob" Sean said. "I've always wanted to step into the ring with a woman who was into the same thing that we are into. But this is intense". 

"What exactly are you talking about Sean? Is it just wrestling with women?" I asked.

"No, it's different. Really different." Sean said with a smile. "It's sex-wrestling". 

My jaw dropped when those words left his lips. "Sex-Wrestling?" I stammered. "What the hell does that actually mean?"

"It means exactly what you think it means. It is male vs. female. There is a ring, referee, wrestling, a belt and sex. It's like our biggest fantasy come true." Sean grinned. "Maybe I need to just bring you to show you what it entails." 

My head was still spinning. Sean had to be pulling my leg on this whole sex-wrestling experience. We hopped into his car. We live just outside a major city, but instead of heading into the city, we were driving away from it. After about thirty minutes in the car, Sean took a right down a long dirt road. We pulled up to a building that could only be described as what looked like an old rec center. There was a bouncer at the door and after he checked my license and we paid the cover, we walked down a long dark hall way. You could see rooms full of gym equipment. Finally we saw a light at the end of the hallway. We walked through the door and it hit me like a ton of bricks. "Oh my god" I stuttered. Sean looked at me, knowing that I was in heaven. There were about 50 to 60 people in the stands, which were mainly folding chairs. Then there was an actual wrestling ring. Grey mat, blue ropes, red turnbuckles. A man and women in masks were struggling on the mat. Sean started to explain what we were watching as I tried to take it all in. "It's like an underground gambling circle." He pointed over to a small booth in the corner. "That's where these people place their bets on who will win." I noticed two banners hanging over the booth, one with a list of male wrestlers and one with a list of female wrestlers. 

"How do you win or lose here?" I asked Sean.

"It's pretty standard. You apply to basic wrestling rules. Each match is best two out of three falls. You have to win one fall by pin or submission. The other fall you must bring your opponent to orgasm." Sean said with a smirk. 

I looked up to the ring and noticed for the first time that both wrestlers were naked. They were wearing masks to prevent you from knowing who they were. They were struggling with the woman holding the man in what looked like a basic headlock. Just then he pushed her off him to the ropes. She came back and hit him with a flying crossbody. The crowd went nuts. She immediately wrapped her legs around his neck and started in with the head scissors. Half the crowd went nuts, while the other half screamed at him being so stupid for getting himself into the hold. "Wow... that was amazing." I said to Sean. He looked back at me. "The best thing is the wrestlers get paid to do this. You win you get at least $1000. Probably more because those who win, will grease your palm because you just won them about 10 times that. The loser usually gets $300." 

I look back over to the banners and see names on the guy side: Guns; The Coach; The Heartthrob; Pure Surf were some that stood out. Next to all of their names was there won/lost record. Pure Surf had the best among the guys at 10-2. But what really drew my eyes was the women's banner: The Vixen, The General, Venus, and at the very top of the list was The Little Terror. Next to her name was the number 14-0. "The Little Terror?" I said to Sean with a slight laugh. He looked at me very seriously. "Dude, she's the champion. Undefeated. You don't bet against her."

He got very quiet after that. We turned our attention back to the match. "Who's in the ring right now?" I asked Sean.

"The guy is goes by the name the Hunter. He's in the ring with the Schoolgirl." I look back towards the banners. The Hunter-3-2; Schoolgirl 2-2. "Pretty even match?" I said to Sean, while the hunter still struggled to get out from under the Schoolgirl's legs. Suddenly, we heard the bell. The announcer came over a loud speaker: Winner by submission: Stacy the Schoolgirl! There will be a two minute break before the second fall. Stacy was pretty. She had blonde hair, small but what looked like firm breasts and a tight little ass. The Hunter was about two inches taller than Stacy, he was skinny with some muscle and I'd guess about a 6 inch dick. Stacy looked at him with a smile and said to him, "That dick is going to submit to very soon." She blew him a kiss and sat back in her corner.

"Wow. Sean are you part of this?" He pointed up to the banners. "I'm Galaxy". I looked up to the banner and saw 2-1 next to his name. "Well you got two wins, who did you lose to?" 

Quietly, Sean looked down and said, "The Little Terror. She beat me in less than eleven minutes." I could tell that this really hurt his pride. I smiled at him, "Well that's why she's the champ. So how do I get involved in this?" I had been dying to ask this question the entire time. This was like a dream come true for me. I always wanted to step into the ring with a sexy woman and with the sex aspect added in I was in heaven. 

Sean pointed to a man and a woman standing against the wall. Both were dressed in business attire. "Those are the two. The guy goes by Mr. Bartlett. He's in charge of recruiting talent for the male side of this operation. The woman is Ms. Wallace, she deals with the females." 

We waited until they had finished their conversation and walked over towards Mr. Bartlett. Mr. Bartlett looked to be in his mid 40s, with dark black hair and brown eyes. He stood about six feet tall with his hair slicked straight back. Sean extended his hand, "Mr. Bartlett, good to see you tonight. I wanted to introduce someone to you. This is Rob Turner, the guy I was telling you about." 

Mr. Bartlett studied me. Walked around me, probably trying to gauge how athletic I was. He spoke softly but firm, "Weight?"

"155" I responded.

"Have you ever wrestled before or been involved with athletics?" 

I thought for a moment how to answer this. I had been a three sport athlete in high school, but those were in football, basketball, and track. I was never good enough to continue playing them in college, but felt that I was respectable when I did play. "Not since High School. I do run daily and keep myself in shape." 

"Dick size?" he asked with the casualness of talking if you think it is going to rain tomorrow.

"Uhhhh" I stuttered for a moment. Mr. Bartlett immediately made eye contact. I was caught off guard because I had never had a man ask me the size of my dick.

"Well?" He said as if my confusion had slightly annoyed him.

"A little over seven inches" I stated quietly.

Mr. Bartlett took out a little notebook and scribbled some words on a piece of paper. "Go here. It's a clinic that will give you an STD check. There is no cost. Be here at 5:30 tomorrow night to begin training." And with those words, Mr. Bartlett pushed open a door and walked out. 

I stared down at the paper. This was going to become a reality for me. My head started to race. I knew I was clean, so all I could think of was the training. Was it going to be wrestling training? Was it going to be sex techniques? When would my first match be? My thoughts were broken as the loud speaker boomed again, "WINNER by 2 falls to 1, Stacy the Schoolgirl!!!!!" The crowd went nuts as the ref held up Stacy's arm. She strutted around and climbed the turn buckle to smile and give her fans one last look at her amazing body. I noticed on the wall Ms. Wallace clapping softly, but disappearing through the same door Mr. Bartlett had gone through a few minutes earlier. Sean grabbed my arm. "Come on, let's head home. You will need to get up early to head to the clinic."

I smiled and followed him out. The whole way home I thanked him about getting me involved in my dream. He chuckled softly, "Just wait until you first match. It gets intense."

I can't honestly say I remember much of the morning at the clinic. I was too excited to get to the training that was going to be happening that night. Just like I thought my test came back clean. I was handed a paper and told to give it to the right person. But there was one thing that I could never forget. As I walked out the door of the clinic, a nurse smiled at me, "Good Luck, Mr. Turner". I could have sworn she knew what I was going to be doing. 

A little bit after 4:30 I jumped into my car and drove to the center from the night before. I'm was glad I left early because I hit a little bit of rush hour traffic and made it almost exactly at 5:30. I walked into the building just like I had the night before, but something was different. Quiet. Creepy quiet. I noticed a light on in one of the back rooms. I knocked on the door. "Come in" came a woman's voice. I opened the door to find a big deserted room with only an old wrestling ring. Ms. Wallace sat need the ring. "Good, you are on time. I absolutely hate when the new guys are late. First, strip." She said with little emotion. I got to admit I was extremely nervous. 

Ms. Wallace had to be in her late 30s, but still very attractive. She had shoulder length brown hair with bright blue eyes. You could tell she kept herself in shape. I looked at her, she had to have at least medium size tits, but they were hidden underneath her business suit. I slowly removed my shirt and gym shorts. My dick was semi-hard from just the sight of Ms. Wallace.

Ms. Wallace spoke again in her emotionless tone, "Now get use to being naked around here. No reason to be bashful. First, have a seat." She pointed to a chair next to her. "Let's start with the rules." For some reason this shocked me. Couldn't I have my clothes on if we were just going over the rules of the match? I guess there was a little part of me that expected to get laid right then and there. I forced these thoughts out of my head and focused on Ms. Wallace.

"Basic wrestling rules apply. There are no closed fists at any time. No attack to sexual organs. So don't worry, a girl isn't going to kick you in your nuts. You must win a two of three falls. One fall has to be by pin or submission. Pin is 3 count for female pinning male and 5 count for male pinning female. Submission can be verbal or by tapping the mat repeatedly very quickly. The second fall must be won by forcing an orgasm out of the opposite sex. It is always the ref's decision whether or not a wrestler has been brought to orgasm. Do you have any questions so far?" Ms. Wallace looked at me directly in the eye.

"Not yet" I said softly.

For the next 30 minutes I was taught the rules of Sex-Wrestling. I kept in mind that there was no jumping off the turnbuckles. Break for the ropes, but a sex attack could continue even if you have the ropes. It did not matter the order of the wins as long as you won a fall each way. There was a two minute break after ever victory.

Then Ms. Wallace sparked my interested even greater, "To win the title, you must take it away from the opposite sex. Right now, a woman currently is the champ, so that should give you a reason to train hard." 

After the rules session with Ms. Wallace, I thought it was finally time to start working in the ring. Ms. Wallace stood up and walked behind me. She took a blind fold out and tied it around my eyes. "Don't move" She whispered in my ear.

Blinded and naked I sat there for a few minutes. When I suddenly felt two hands part my legs. My dick immediately sprung to lift as a soft hand gripped it firmly. I moaned softly as I felt Ms. Wallace lower her mouth on the head of my dick. She was a pro as her left hand cupped my balls and her right hand began to stroke my dick. Her tongue swirled the head of my dick slowly. My dick got even harder as her tongue teased the head of my dick. She pulled her lips off my dick with a small pop before engulfing my entire shaft down her throat. I grunted loudly. It had been a long time since I had a woman deep throat my dick. I moan as she ran her tongue up my shaft and back down to the base. She hand work my balls constantly. I could feel them starting to tighten. Unexpectedly it all stopped. My breathing had gotten heavily, but I felt that I was in control of my dick. Without warning I felt soft flesh wrap around my dick and squeeze it tightly. I gasped as I realized that Ms. Wallace was tit-fucking my dick. The head immediately popped back into her mouth. It was the most intense pleasure I had ever felt. I moaned out, trying to hold out longer. But Ms. Wallace had other plans. She started to stroke my dick off as fast as she could, sucking on the head. I couldn't take it anymore. My whole body lurched as I came hard in Ms. Wallace's mouth. It had to be one of my best orgasms I've ever had. I felt Ms. Wallace stand up. "Don't remove your blindfold just yet." 

I sat there panting slowly, trying to regain my focus from the ball draining blowjob I had just received. "You may take it off now." Ms. Wallace said. I removed my blindfold to only notice that she was dressed in her business suit. "You are going to want to work on your stamina, if you want to have a shot at the title." She said with a smirk. "Now, get into the ring and wait." That was the last I heard or saw Ms. Wallace as she turned and walked out the door. 

I climbed slowly in the ring alone. I looked around waiting for someone else to come in. I waited a few minutes and decided that it was best to start stretching. Still no one. I did some push up and bounced off the ropes a few times. After about 20 minutes, the door opened again. 

He had to be about 2 inches taller than me with golden blonde hair. "I'm Clark, I'll be you trainer over the next two weeks. You need to learn how to fall properly, how to attack using the ring and how to win here." Clark looked at me, "Oh and Ms. Wallace wanted me to let you know, you're scheduled for a match in two Saturdays." For the next two hours, Clark taught me everything he knew about the wrestling business. We started by taking bumps on the mat. Then moved onto what it is like to be slammed on the mat. Clark reassured me that there were women strong enough to lift me and slam me down. By the end of the second hour, I was spent. "We will end today on this Rob. Be care on the situations you get yourself into. These women can turn it around on you in a heartbeat." I nodded softly. "Clark, were you part of the league ever?" This question had been burning inside me ever since we had started training. 

Clark looked at me, "Yes, but hearing about my experiences is for another time and place. Go home and get some rest. I'll see you tomorrow." And with that Clark climbed out the ring and walked out. I grabbed my clothes and dressed and headed home. I looked at my calendar and circled the Saturday when I would have my first match.

The next two weeks flew by training with Clark. We worked on every move possible. In my own mind I felt that I would be best as a submission wrestler. I worked on different holds and how to inflict as much pain as possible. My trademark move I had decided was going to be a Texas-Cloverleaf hold. I felt that it was almost impossible to get out of and would be good at getting the submission part of the match. The sex part was where I would have to just act on the fly. The night before my match, Clark sat me down to have a talk. "I found out who you will be facing tomorrow night. She's called the General. She's a former army brat. She's good but definitely beatable for your first match. Just keep your eyes open and remember to keep yourself out of trouble." Clark said. 

"Thanks for the help, Clark. Anything else I should know about her?" I asked trying to get an inside edge. "Well she's 3-6 right now. She definitely has her weaknesses. She is extremely sensitive but doesn't always cum easily. If you play your cards right I think you should be able to beat her. I do know that after her, you'd be on pace to wrestle Vixen, but don't look past the General or you will lose." Clark was very serious about this. I shook his hand and ask him if he will be at ring side tomorrow. "I wouldn't miss it for the world." He said. 

I didn't sleep much that night. I just kept picturing finally getting my hands on a woman in the ring. That morning I was told to arrive at the center by 4 and my match was going to be the first one of the night. As I left my house I started to wonder what my character was going to be when I got to the center, realizing I had not gotten to chose. I was greeted by Clark as I arrived at the Center and he took me back to the male dressing room. The dressing room was lined with lockers, some couches and a shower. It felt like it was trying to be half a lounge and half a locker room. I walked to the locker labeled "Rob: The Rocket." Inside the locker I found a blue mask with a green rocket soaring up the back. I put it on and tied it. I always thought that a mask like that would impair my vision, but to my surprise I was able to see fine. I remove my clothes and stretched. Nerves were starting to set in. I was actually shaking when another guy finally walked into the dressing room. We made small talk. His name was Alex and he was the second match of the night. He wrestled under the nickname "Guns". Before we could talk further, there was a knock on the door, I was up.

I walked down the long hallway toward the curtain of the entrance ramp. Suddenly, I heard what sounded like a rocket blasting off and loud music blaring. The announcer screamed over the speaker, "Making his debut, Rocket Rob!!!" The fans lightly cheered for me. I figured it was mainly because I was a new comer. I strolled to the ring flexing my muscles a little. I don't have a bunch of muscle to flex but I felt that it was enough. I stood in my corner, and tried to play the crowd a little.

Softly my music faded and the announcer came back on. "Coming to the ring, with a record of 3 and 6, The General Danielle!" The crowd went crazy as she stepped through the curtain. She had a green camouflaged mask on with dark red/brown hair coming out the back. She was cute, about 5'3 with small perk tits and a nice ass. She walked to the ring and saluted the crowd. She climb into the ring and gave me a small smirk. Damn, I was already starting to get hard from her, and she was noticing. The ref brought us to the center of the ring. "I want a good clean fight from the two of you. Remember the rules and respect the breaks. Any questions?" I shook my head and Danielle did the same. 

She looked at me staring intently, "You will follow my orders today! Do I make myself clear?" She looked strong and confident even though I was 5 inches taller and easily out weighted her. We walked back to our corners and waited for the first bell to ring. In my mind, I had a plan: Get the submission first, and then get her to cum. 

The bell rang and my first match was under way. We circled each other. Damn, she looked sexy. It had been a long time since I had been with a woman who looked like her. Danielle made the first move lunging at me and taking me down easily.

Damn it I thought to myself, I didn't expect her just to tackle me. She drove her shoulder into my gut knocking the wind out of me. Immediately, Danielle stayed on the offense driving her elbow into my stomach. She lifted me up by my head. I gasp for air as she came running off the ropes and leveled me with a clothes line. I hit the mat hard again. The crowd went nuts as Danielle was having her way with me early. I lay on the ground finally getting my breath back. As she approach, I shocked her by sweeping her legs out from under her. She hit the ground with a hard thud. I immediately drove an elbow into her knee. Danielle let out a loud groan. I was back in control in as I lifted her back to her feet. I threw her into a corner, and went to follow with a splash. Only to be met with a forearm to my jaw. I grab my jaw, "oww, you bitch" I screamed out. 


The Sex Wrestling League Ch. 01



We were both a little staggered and it was only the first few minutes of the match. I thought I was holding my own against a veteran. Danielle stopped to start to caress her body, smiling at me, getting a reaction out of my dick. We tied up in the middle of the ring, just before I was about to throw her down, Danielle reached down and grabbed my dick. I jumped, releasing Danielle, as she Russian leg swept me back to the ground. Danielle stuck with her offense by twisting me into an arm lock. Holy shit was I in pain. I tried to roll and remove the pressure by getting to my stomach. Danielle took this chance to jump on my back and lock me into a camel clutch! 

I screamed out in pain as Danielle locked her hands together under my chin. "Why don't you just submit to me now?" Danielle said and pulled back even harder. Pain shot straight down my back. 

Danielle gripped my chin harder, "Ask him!"

"Fuck off" I spit out. Trying my best to fight off the pain. Danielle squatted lower to increase the pressure. This sent another wave of pain down my back but allowed me to push my hands against the mat. With one strong push I threw my hips up in the air flinging Danielle. My back was on fire but I couldn't give up now. I had withstood her best offense it was time for my comeback. I got up and met her with a clothesline sending her back down to the ground. I lifted her up by her head, "Well lets see how the General likes to be in the air". I raised her in the air and let her fall chest first to the mat. I knew that I had to keep on her. I grab her legs and pulled her to the center of the ring. She tied to fight it but I knew her chest was killing her. It was time to take control of this match. I locked her legs in my arms and twisted her into the Texas Cloverleaf! 

"HOLY SHIT" screamed Danielle.

Her legs had to be on fire as I leaned back harder. "Ask her, Ref! Ask her if she submits."

The referee didn't even have to ask. Danielle started pounding the mat and screaming "I submit! I give!"

The referee pulled me off of Danielle and sent me back to my corner. I looked at the crowd. They were in shocked. I doubt many people were going to bet on the newcomer and I had just made a veteran tap out. I grabbed my dick and looked at the crowd, "Wait till I get this thing into her!" My adrenaline was sky high. 

The bell rang for the second fall. I slowly circle Danielle. She was extremely pissed that she allowed a rookie to submit her that quickly. We met in the middle of the ring and tied up. With a strong tug of her arm, I threw her against the rope. I scooped her up and slammed her as hard and fast. I felt strong and in control. I was going to enjoy the sex part of this match. As Danielle laid helpless on the floor, I started to whisper into her ear, "I thought this was going to be more of a challenge. I'm going to fuck your pussy and make you cum uncontrollably to me." 

"Fuck....you...." She coughed out. 

I pick Danielle up by the mask and pushed her into the turnbuckle. I slowly ran my hand down Danielle's stomach, just outside her pussy. I lean down and started to suck on her perky nipples. Danielle let out a soft moan. I slowly pushed Danielle down onto the mat as my fingers started to softly rub the outside of her pussy. Teasing her, I knew pleasure was starting to build up in her. 

"Oh my...god..." Danielle moaned just as my finger entered into pussy. She was already wet. This was going to be easier than I thought. Slowly, I worked my finger in and out of her pussy. 

Danielle's hips started to leave the ground as she moan loudly. The ref finally started to check her, "Are you cumming General?" 

"No...He's not....that good..." she moaned out. 

Danielle grabbed the second rope trying to lift her hips up. Giving me a great idea, I got between her legs pushing my mouth directly onto her clit. Danielle shudder, "Oh fuck!" 

I had amazing access to her pussy. Licking it up and down. My tongue flicked her clit causing her to buck wildly. I knew she was almost finished. I started working her clit harder, it was a gorgeous view underneath her. Danielle's moans got deeper and louder. Abruptly, she fell to her knees landing right on top of my shoulders. She had my shoulders pinned down, but was still moaning and breathing heavily. I tried to push her off me but my arms were entangled in her legs. I tried to reach out my tongue to get back to her pussy, but couldn't reach. Danielle was now getting her focus back, she lean back and started to stroke my dick.

"Mmmmm, what do we have here? Looks like someone is going to be mine shortly." She moaned. I couldn't help getting rock hard. She looked so sexy sitting on my chest, slowly stroking my dick. I tried to fight off the wave of pleasure. I wasn't close to cumming but she knew she was now in control. I closed my eyes trying to fight off the General's assault on my dick. Danielle released my dick with her hand and pushed down on my shoulders. In one quick move, she had mounted my cock. She was still wet and her pussy sucked in my dick. My eyes sprung open. "Ohhh God" her pussy felt so good. There she was slowly riding my dick. She held my shoulders down and controlled her hips rocking back and forth. 

"Mmmmm that feels good, doesn't it Rocket? Don't worry it will be over shortly. Your cum is going to be mine very soon." Suddenly, she started to speed up. I tried to control my breathing as she bounced up and down. Pleasure started to fill my balls. If I didn't do something quickly I would be cumming hard into Danielle's soft pussy. 

I tried to lift my arms but Danielle had me pinned down to the mat. "Oh one last thing, Rocket..." Danielle said with a smirk. Her pussy tighten up and started to milk my dick. "Oh god..oh fuck... OHHH my god..." I moaned out. Her pussy was milking my dick into submission. She was called the General for a reason. She was in control. She looked down at me, smiling "Oh, Rocket, it's over for you. It's time for you to give me what I want! Cum for me. Cum for me now!" She gave my dick a few quick squeezes with her pussy. There was nothing I could do. Pleasure filled my entire body. My balls swelled and I bucked hard as I exploded deep inside Danielle's pussy! "OHHHHH FUCK" I screamed. 

Danielle got off let off my shoulder and climbed off my dick. I was still shaking and cumming slightly as the crowd went nuts as Danielle had forced my orgasm. I laid there on the mat, I was one pin fall or submission from losing this match. 

"Get up and let me kick your ass!" Danielle shouted. She was on fire now. She had all the confidence in the world. I stood up and walked back to my corner. Damn, Danielle was good. I needed to make sure I won this match. I just had to finish her off and force her to orgasm. Ding! Ding! There was the third bell.

Danielle and I circled each other. I just had to get her to orgasm. Danielle tied up with me and I locked her in a headlock. I grinded her head hard in my head. 

"Owww, you asshole!" Danielle screamed.

I was trying to keep a strong hold on Danielle, but damn I was starting to get tired and had just had one the strongest orgasms in my life. I took two big steps and bulldogged Danielle's head into the mat. She grunted with pain. I knew that if I could just keep punishing her, that making her cum would be so much easier. I ran and bounced off the ropes, Danielle tried to play defense and flip me over her with her feet. I stopped immediately and grabbed her legs again. Danielle did not want to let herself be put in another submission hold. She squirmed hard against the match as I tried to stabilize her legs. I pushed her legs forward towards her head pinning her squarely with her feet now touching the mat. She couldn't move and I had perfect access to her pussy! I pushed two fingers deep in her pussy and Danielle let out a deep moan. She was soaking wet.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhh......god......" Danielle moaned as I worked her pussy quickly. Remembering what Clark told me, I held her legs down with my legs and started to lick her clit. I attacked her pussy hard with my tongue. Flicking it harder and harder with my tongue. Danielle was on the ropes, bordering on orgasm. The referee laid on the ground, "Danielle, are you cumming?" 

"Fuck... No... I'm...not....ohhh shit.... I'm... not gonna cumm....ohh...ooooooo" Danielle moaned out. 

She was almost done. I was about to win. I pushed my fingers deep into Danielle's pussy, found her g-spot and grinded hard against it. Then attached my mouth against her clit. With one loud moan Danielle's hip bucked hard. She was shaking, yelling out "ohhhhhhhhhh fuckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk!!!!!!!" 

The ref jumped to his feet "That's it! That is an orgasm!!!" 

I leaped to my feet and climbed the turnbuckle. I had won my first match! The people in the crowd who bet on me were cheering loudly. Then the P.A. announcer boomed, "Winner by 2 falls to 1!!!!!! Rocket Rob!!!!!!!" I was on cloud nine. I extended my hand and Danielle shook it softly. I climbed out of the ring and Clark was there to congratulate me. 

"Way to go, Rob! That was a great match!" Clark exclaimed. 

I put a robe on and walked to the back. I dressed and went into a small room where there was some food and water. Mr. Bartlett walked up to me and handed me $1000 cash. "Here are your winnings. Good match." And with that he was gone. Later that night I found out the Guns had lost in a title match against the Little Terror. I still was interested in seeing why she was so good, but it would probably be a while till I had a title match. I had to focus my attention on my next match with the Vixen. But my dreams had come true.



The Sex Wrestling League Ch. 02



It took me a few days to come down from my victory against General Danielle. I was actually living out a fantasy as a sex wrestler. But as the days past, I was starting to get excited for my next match. The problem was the phone didn't ring. I thought I had a pretty good showing the first time around and that Mr. Bartlett would want to bring me back immediately. I decided that I would call Sean first to find out how often he got to have his matches. 

Sean agreed to meet me for dinner a few nights later. I was grinning from ear to ear as he came over to the table. Sean had a different expression on his face. He walked with a slight limp and sat down gingerly at the table. "What is wrong with you?" I asked Sean stared at me blankly, "I really don't want to talk about it Rob." I was a little taken back by Sean's attitude and body language. Sean had always been one of my closest friends and we rarely kept secrets from each other.

"Is it really that bad Sean?" I asked him with a raise of my eyebrow.

"Rob, seriously I don't want to talk about it." Sean said firmly.

I dropped the subject immediately and started with some basic small talk. We went over how our normal lives had been. As we finished our meal, I had to bring up the sex wrestling league. 

"Did you hear I won my first match?" I asked Sean. Sean smiled softly, "Yea, congrats man. You did well. A lot better than I have been doing."

"How bad has it been?" Now knowing why Sean was probably in a poor mood.

"Well, I'm on a losing streak. 3 in a row. I'm concerned that they will kick me out of the league. I thought I was on the fast track. I started off strong, but now the upper tier girls have just kicked my ass." Sean said with a look of failure.

"They can kick you out for losing?" This shocked me. I was flying high from my win, but the thought of being kicked out of the league although sickened me. 

"They can. They have before. Usually, it is for when guys aren't competitive at all. But this losing streak has me thinking about the possibility of being the next guy out." Sean said as he lowered his head. 

"Well, can I ask you a question? When should I expect to have my next match?" Sean looked up at me, "Well, Mr. Bartlett thought you did alright. I'd expect they would have another match ready for you. Just keep your fingers crossed you aren't against the champ. That Little Terror has been basically eating guys alive in the ring."

"Is she really that good?" 

"She is. She has been unstoppable. They are looking for new challengers for her. You could definitely be on the track to face her." Sean said with a nervous tone. "Just be prepared for the most intense match of your life."

"Alright, well I heard I might be facing the Vixen. What do you know about her?" 

"Well, she's going to be tough. She has a mixed martial arts back ground. She is amazing when it comes to chokes and submission holds. Stay off your back or the match will be over before you know it. Also she's hot. I mean literally drop dead gorgeous. You will be distracted by her body. She has these amazing tits. A solid firm 34dd. She also is one of the taller wrestlers at about 5'10." Sean explained.

I thought to myself about my past. I had never been with a girl that looked like what Sean had described. Even though I was pretty good looking, I had never scored with a girl that hot. I thanked Sean for having dinner with me and picked up the check. I decided that I didn't want to go home for the night. So I walked across the street to one of the local bars. It was pretty dead when I sat down on a stool. 

I am usually very comfortable drinking alone. I usually meet pretty cool people that way. I sat for a few hours nursing my beer, but the bar was pretty dead that night. I decide to turn my attention to the attractive bar tender. She had short, straight blonde hair, bright green eyes and perky 34c tits that she showed just enough cleavage to earn more tips. I smiled at her. "Slow night isn't it?" I asked her.

"Yeah well what can you expect is a small town like this?" She responded. 

"Can I buy you a shot?" I asked her with a smile.

"Sure" she responded.

I let her pick the shot. She threw a few different liquors into a mixer and poured two shots. "Here's to a slow night" I laughed Shots were always difficult for me. I choked it down and chased it with my beer. The bartender handed me another shot. 

"Damn, I could barely do that one. What makes you think I can handle another?" 

She just winked at me and took her second shot without an effect. What the hell I thought to myself, and down my second shot. This night was starting to get a little easier. The bartenders name turned out to be Ashley. Ashley was starting to look hotter as the night went on. She asked me if I wanted one more drink as she started to close up the bar. 

"No, but would you want to hang out when you are done?" 

"Sure" she said with a short smile. 

I waited for Ashley to finish up her shift. I handed her my keys since I was in no shape to drive home. It wasn't long until we were making out at every stop light or traffic light. We pulled into my driveway and were pulling off each other's clothes as we entered the house. We got to the living room and dove onto the couch. Ashley was already topless, I removed my shirt as well. I took one of her small pink nipples in my mouth. Ashley let out a small moan. I ran my hand down her stomach and pushed away the fabric of her skirt and panties. I pushed a finger into her hairless pussy. 

Damn she was wet. Ashley moaned more as I easily finger fucked her pussy. Ashley grabbed my hand to stop me from finger fucking her. She got between my legs pulling off my jeans. My dick was rock hard as I stared at Ashley beautiful tits in between my legs. Ashley started massaging my dick with her hand. Slowly stroking it up and down. "You like that baby?" Ashley cooed at me. All I could do was moan. Ashley looked up at me with her green eyes with a big smile. Immediately she dropped her entire mouth over my entire dick. She sucked my dick hard and deep. I let out a strong grunt as her tongue tickled my balls. I ran my hand over the back of Ashley's head. I grabbed a fist full of her hair, guiding her head up and down on my dick. She was damn good at sucking dick, but I definitely wanted more from her. I wanted to get my dick in the soft, hairless pussy. I picked Ashley up and kissed her softly. 

"Let's find a bed, Ashley." I said as I took her hand and guided her up to my bedroom. While I was climbing the stairs, I thought that this could be a perfect time to practice some of the sex wrestling that was one of my weak points. I opened the door and picked up Ashley and threw her onto the bed. 

"Ooohhh" Ashley said with delight as she bounced on my bed.

"You ready for this beast?" I said stroking my 7 ½ inch dick. 

Ashley just smiled and spread her legs. I didn't waste any time as I pushed my dick deep inside Ashley's soft pussy. Ashley was already wet and my dick was sliding easily in and out. I told myself that I could not cum for a while. I wanted to get some practice in with Ashley. I bended Ashley's legs up and put them over my shoulders. I had deep access into her pussy. Ashley started to moan and scream. "Ohhhh fuck Rob, your dick is so deep in my pussy!!!!" 

I kept thrusting harder and harder trying to bring her to orgasm. Ashley was definitely soaking wet, but was not yet cumming. I pushed my hand between her legs and started to rub Ashley's clit. This gave Ashley's moans a higher pitch. Ashley had her eyes closed and kept moaning my name. I wanted Ashley to cum on my dick, but it just wasn't working.

"Let's switch positions." I commanded Ashley. I pulled out and had Ashley get on all fours. I spread her ass and pushed my dick back into her pussy. Ashley let out a small grunt. "OH MY GOD" She moaned.

I grabbed Ashley's hips and started to thrust as hard as I could. As my cock pumped in and out of Ashley's pussy, her moans turned into straight screams. She arched her back and let out a low howl. Finally, she was cumming! But it didn't feel like she was cumming. Was Ashley's faking? I didn't really think so because of how wet her pussy was. Maybe she was just difficult to get off. I was starting to get worried. Ashley was just a random hook up. The girls in the ring would be fighting off my advances. I had to get Ashley to cum. I leaned over her and started to squeeze her firm tits. She moaned. "Yes! Rob, keep going...." I started to suck hard on Ashley's ear. My dick giving her pussy short hard thrusts. I lean back and thought of one last idea. I grabbed Ashley's wrist and pulled her arms back. 

"Oh fuck, Rob!" Ashley yelled.

I pulled her arms hard behind her, arching her back and pushing my dick deep inside her. There is was. Ashley bucked wildly on my cock, cumming hard. "Ohhh...OOhhh...fuckkkk!!! Ohhh Yes Rob, YES!!!!!" I felt Ashley pussy spasm. Her juices started to flow down my dick. Ashley tried to gain her composer but was struggling. Her body was in complete pleasure. Ashley started to shake and immediately had a second orgasm.

"Holy shit" I thought to myself. This was really effective move in regards to fucking a girl. Ashley was in her own ecstasy. I held my dick deep inside Ashley's pussy. Ashley was slowly coming down from her sex daze. 

"Owwww, Rob, Owwww" She moaned softly.

"What's wrong, Ashley?" I was a little shocked that her moans of pleasure had turned into moans of pain.

"My arms, Rob! My shoulders are on fire." Ashley screamed. I had Ashley's arms pulled behind her with her face driven down into my bed and her nice ass straight up in the air. I immediately released her arms and pulled out of her pussy. 

"I'm sorry, Ashley. I got lost in the moment." I told Ashley.

"It's ok, Rob. Now let's see what we can do about making that beautiful cock to cum for me." Ashley said straddling me. This was the exact same situation that Danielle had me in during my match that caused me to cum. Ashley was good on top. She slide up and down and grinded her hips against my dick. She wasn't as strong as Danielle's pussy, but she still started to milk my cock. With each squeeze from Ashley's pussy sent shockwaves through my body. I closed my eyes trying to fight off Ashley's pussy. Ashley wasn't aware that I was trying to fight off an orgasm. Ashley was gripping the back of my neck and forcing herself down on my dick. "Ohhhh Rob, cum in my pussy please!!!!" Ashley screamed.

I knew it was pointless to keep fighting off the urge to blow my load deep into Ashley. My balls tighten up. "Ohhh, Ashley, I'm gonna cum!!" I moaned. Ashley gave me a few quick squeezes with her pussy. With that I was shooting my huge load deep into her pussy. Ashley moan as she felt my cum pump into her pussy. Ashley climbed off my dick and lay beside me. "That...was...amazing" Ashley gasped.

"It was amazing for me" I told Ashley as I kissed her lips softly. "Maybe we can fuck a few more times tonight." "Definitely" Ashley said with a smile as she curled up next to me. Ashley and I fucked a few more times that night and once again in the morning. 

As Ashley left in the morning, she scribbled her number on a piece of paper. I smiled and thought to myself that now I had someone I could practice some of my sex moves with. Later that day the phone rang, it was Clark. "Hey Rob, ready to get back to training?" Clark said. "Hell yeah" was the only thing I could respond with. Finally I was going to be climbing back into the ring. Even though I had only had one match, I was fairly certain I could go 2-0 now. Clark gave me the time to show up at the center. 

I was starting to get the wave of excitement back, but I had to keep focused. I remembered how down Sean had looked at dinner. I definitely didn't want to feel the pain of a loss. 

As I drove to the center, I thought of what Sean had told me about The Vixen. She was a submission wrestler similar to me and she had some mixed martial arts training. I knew this wasn't going to be easy and Clark's face when I arrived at the center reaffirmed my thoughts. "Hey Rob, glad you made it." Clark greeted me. "You better be ready to work because The Vixen is not going to be an easy match like the General was. And you struggled at times against her." 

Damn. Well I guess there were no mixing words about what I was up against. As I changed into my gym clothes, I asked Clark more information about the Vixen. "Well what is her record?" "6-2" Clark responded. "Wow, so she is a natural in the ring. Anything I should watch out for?" I asked "She's a master at holds. You will think you are in control, but one little slip and she has you locked in and in pain. She knows how to apply pressure that will have you screaming for the ref. Plus, she is fine. She knows she's sexy as hell and will use it to her advantage." Clark said 

For the next few hours, Clark and I practiced getting out of different submission holds. We started with the basic leg locks and arm bars. Then moved on to some of the tougher holds. 

"Protect your neck, Rob. If you don't, she can put you out in seconds." Clark instructed.

I worked hard at keeping Clark bicep away my neck. By the end of the training session I was exhausted. This wasn't like my first training round. This was much more intense. Clark never broke a straight face. A telling sign for what I was going to be up against in a few days. After about three hours of practicing submission holds, Clark called it a night. 

"I'll see you back here tomorrow. Your match is going to be 2nd on Saturday night." And with that Clark and I walked out the door. 

I trained harder each day that week, keeping what Sean and Clark had told me about the Vixen. Like hell, I was going to go to 1-1. Clark and I thought it would be wise to use a similar game plan that I used against the General. Get the submission or pin early, and then go for forcing the orgasm. I knew that if I locked in the Texas-Cloverleaf, I could get her to submit. Also thinking about my sex experience with Ashley, if I could get The Vixen in that position I could make her cum quickly. Every time I brought this up to Clark though, he reminded me to be flexible and to take the match as it comes.

We were almost finished on Friday night, when Mr. Bartlett came walking into the room. "Rob, a word if you please." He said with a wave. I followed Mr. Bartlett into the hallway.

"I was really impressed with your match against the General. I hope you will have the same results against the Vixen tomorrow night. If you do, you could be on the fast track to challenge for the title." Mr. Bartlett said with a short smile.

This was the first time I had ever seen Mr. Bartlett display any form of emotion. 

"Well sir, this is a dream come true for me. I definitely would love a shot at the title, when you think I am ready" I responded

"Well don't get ahead of yourself. You have to make sure you are fully prepared to go against the Little Terror. She has destroyed her last four challengers. I just you to make sure you know exactly what you are going up against." Mr. Bartlett said "Just worry about winning tomorrow."

"Yes, sir." I responded and with that Mr. Bartlett walked down the hall into his office.

I said good bye to Clark, who told me he would be sitting at ringside again. But on the drive home all I could think about is having a chance against the one they called The Little Terror. I just had to win tomorrow night, because I wanted a shot at that belt.

The day passed without much happening. I didn't really like to do a whole lot before a match. I grabbed my bag and headed to the center. I listened to some rock music to try to get pumped up. It wasn't long till I was pulling in and walking through the black curtain. I went back in the locker room and placed my bag into one of the lockers. I sat down one of the couches, and tried to relax some. 

After about 15 minutes, Clark walked into the room and let me know that I was actually going to be the second match of the night. Damn, I liked being the first match. Allows me to keep my adrenaline high. The first match was going to be against The Kat vs. The Surfer. With that, a tall young blonde hair man walked into the room. He was about 6'2 with long blonde hair. He looked like he was straight off the beach. He gave me a short head nod and introduced himself as Kyle. As he pulled off his shirt, he looked up, "Who ya going against tonight?" "The Vixen" 

"Shit, dude. Good luck. You'll need it. She's tough." He said with a small chuckle. Trying to gain any information on my opponent, I asked Kyle to elaborate on her.

"She is probably one of the best wrestlers here. She'll get you with those submission holds. She damn near injured me." Kyle said as he unbuckled his pants. "She had a field day with this." Kyle continued holding out his cock.

Fuck. Kyle was fucking huge. I admit, I love my own dick and at 7 ½ inches, I have nothing to be ashamed of. But Kyle was massive. His golden hair was trimmed neatly around his cock that was easily 7 inches soft. It was thick too. I would guess that Kyle would never have a problem getting a girl off. 

"I made her cum early on, but was having a bitch of a time getting the pin or submission. She won, 2 to 1, because I couldn't get the submission but I guess I didn't have the best of game plans." Kyle said as he tied his shoes.

Before I could ask anything else there was a knock at the door. "Hey Surfer Boy, let's go!" Kyle grabbed his mask and strolled out of the locker room. This was not good. Kyle had me nervous now. Kyle had a monster of a cock and pretty much a perfect body. He looked like he could hold his own against any girl, but he had lost to The Vixen. 

After sitting by myself for about 30 minutes, Clark came in and told me it was about time and that I needed to get ready. I removed my shirt and pants. I grabbed my rocket mask and tied it around my head. I looked at myself in the mirror. I was as ready as I would ever be. I followed Clark to the entrance. I saw Kyle walking out of the ring. He looked pissed. Did he lose? I wondered. I didn't have time to think of Kyle as the blast off sound came over the loud speaker. "Coming to the ring with a record of 1-0, Rob the Rocket!!!" The announcer screamed. 

I took off down the entrance, running full sprint into the ring. I jumped on a turnbuckle to play the crowd. I was definitely getting a better reaction than I got in my first match. I felt pretty confident as people were cheering loud for me. Just as my music faded, I noticed that sitting at ringside was Ms. Wallace and two other very attractive girls. This was the first time I noticed Ms. Wallace sitting ringside, instead of at her normal spot in the back.

The Vixen's music hit. "Coming to the ring with a record of 6-2, Your Vixen, Victoria!!!!" the announcer boomed. The curtain parted and my jaw dropped. There was a goddess walking sexily down the ramp. She had on a bright purple mask with bright blonde hair sticking out. Her body was just as amazing as how everyone described it. She was tall. Her long legs were in shape and sexy. Her stomach was flat and firm. You could make out her abs, although they weren't a perfect six pack, her stomach was amazing. Then came her tits. My god. They were perfect. Round, firm, 34Ds. She looked like she could easily be a model or even a porn star. My cock immediately reacted to the sight of her. I tried to focus on something else, but I was already hard as a rock. I had to remember what Sean and Clark had told me. I had to be careful, but she was so damn sexy.

She came into the ring and blew me a kiss. "Oh, looks like someone is already ready to give me his cum" she cooed. 

"You wish!" was the only thing I could think of saying.





The Sex Wrestling League Ch. 02



"I do wish. I do wish to get these legs wrapped around you. Make you tap out, and then milk your cock till you give me what I want." She smiled looking even sexier.

I had to concentrate, but Victoria was already in my head. We met in the center of the ring. As the referee told us to keep it clean and to pay attention to his commands. We both headed back to our corner, as the bell rang. "Here we go," I told myself. 

I circled Victoria, not wanting to make the first mistake. Victoria just strutted around making herself look as sexy as possible. Finally we tied up in the middle of the ring. I was definitely stronger than Victoria, as I swept her legs out from under her. She fell back hard. I wanted to keep on her quickly as I grabbed her in a wrist lock. I twisted her arm hard, holding the leverage as high as I could to put pressure on her shoulder. Her arm was out in the open, I drove my elbow hard onto her shoulder. 

"Owwww...ass!" Victoria screamed. 

I stood up again and drove my elbow down onto her shoulder again. I knew I had to keep on top of her as much as possible. Victoria was definitely in some serious pain now. I had to keep her on her toes. I knelt down and slowly positioned Victoria into arm bar. I tucked her elbow into my arm pit put my leg over her throat. Victoria was in some serious pain. Her face had twisted and was letting out moans of pain. I tried to apply more pressure, but all that did was cause Victoria to moan a little more. I was getting nowhere with my arm bar. I had to get a stronger hold. I slowly moved my legs away from Victoria's neck. Pushing up, back to a standing position still holding her arm. 

With one quick move, Victoria wrapped one of her legs around my leg, bending my knee hard. I let go of her arm as I lost my balance. I fell face first, as Victoria moved quickly to lock up my legs. My knees were bent with Victoria locking my feet behind her knees. She arched her back and wrapped her hands around my chin. With one quick swing of her body, Victoria had me bowed upward. 

My back was on fire. This is where Victoria's submission background was paying off. Every time she pulled back another wave of pain shot up my back. My back muscles were being stretched harder. I waved my arms wildly, trying to unlock her hands from my chin. I had to get out. I was not going to allow myself to submit to Victoria early. I wasn't going to give her that satisfaction. 

What I did next I am not proud of, but I had to get out. I grabbed a piece of her skin at her elbow and twisted it as hard as I can. Victoria yelped with pain but released the hold. I fell to the mat holding to have a second to gather myself. My back was still burning. Victoria was pissed and wasn't going to let me have a break. "You little fuck, trying to cheat to get out of a move." Victoria kicked me hard in the back. 

Victoria landed another vicious kick to my back. It was only the first few minutes into the match but my back was killing me. Victoria mounted my back and pull back again on my chin. "Here you little shit. Let see if we can keep you solely on the ground today!" Fuck. This girl was not playing around anymore. The Vixen had a nasty side to her. She was ruthless when she was on the attack. My back muscles howled with pain. I tried to push myself up, but that gave Victoria more leverage. All I could do was collapse to the mat. Victoria was still in control, but couldn't pull me up as high. She was in the same predicament that I was in earlier. She knew she would not be getting her submission with her present hold. 

"Oh honey, if you just want to lie there, I can make you a little more uncomfortable." Victoria whispered into my ear. With that she licked her finger and ran it into the crack of my ass. "Mmmm, I'm going to bet your ass is a little tight. Let me try to loosen it up for you." I felt her finger slide right to my hole and start to enter in. I twitched as her finger pushed against my hole. She pushed it deeper with a small pop.

I had never had my ass fingered before. It was a very different feeling. It didn't hurt because he fingers where very slim. Suddenly, I felt a wave of pleasure come over me as she gave me a push. She had found my prostate. "OOOOOOO, someone is happy." I bucked wildly, twisting my body around. It got Victoria's finger out of me, but I was weaker now. My body had just had a wave of pleasure hit it. I felt almost drunk as Victoria climbed off of me. I tried to stand up. My legs were weak. Victoria just circled me, almost stalking me. I lunged at Victoria, which she ducked easily and swept my legs out from under me. 

Bam! Back to the mat. My head bounced off the canvas. I was dazed. A mix of pleasure and pain. Victoria didn't waste any time by climbing on top of me. She mounted my stomach and pulled my head up to her ample breasts. She was smoothing me. I couldn't breathe. Her perfect tits surround my mouth and nose. I struggled for air. It didn't help as Victoria raised her ass up and slammed it down, knocking what remain air out of me. I was helpless. Victoria was now just toying with me. She pulled her breasts away allowing me to catch my breath only to for her to continue to smoother me. I was helpless. Her skin was so soft and smooth. She smelled amazing.

"Ohhhhhhh, what do we have here?" I heard Victoria say. I was getting lost in the moment of Victoria smell and feel, my cock had gotten hard again. Victoria lean back and started to stroke it slowly. I was sucking oxygen as fast as I could. I was now out of the clutches of Victoria's perfect tits, but now was greeted with the image of Victoria slow jerking my dick. I let out a moan. I was getting my ass kicked. I just had to turn the tide of this match. Get us back to even. As I tried to formulate a plan, Victoria had other ideas. She sped up her strokes. She was getting the right reaction from my cock as I was already leaking pre-cum. I had one chance. 

"Ohhh Victoria!!" I moan "Oh god baby, that's it"

Victoria was slightly caught off guard by my moans. She didn't stop stroking me, but looked down with a smile. "mmmm you are going to give me what I want aren't you Rob?" She said in a baby like voice.

"Ohhh yes Victoria. I'm so close...." I looked up into her eyes. 

Victoria started to lean down pushing her tits in my face. I hungrily went for her nipples. I got one in my mouth and started to suck it. Victoria let out a small moan and dropped her body a little lower to allow me more access to her nipple. My cock was on the verge of blowing. I was so close. I sucked harder on her nipples. Victoria dropped her head down and let out a deep moan. Quickly I reached up and locked in a choke right under Victoria's neck. I pulled her head straight down. Holding it tight against my arm. It had worked! My cock was free of Victoria's hand. Victoria wildly smacked my chest and arms trying to get out of the hold. It was my turn to weaken her.

I rolled to my side increasing the pressure of the choke. I didn't know if I would be able to choke Victoria out, but at least now I was the aggressor. Victoria's body shook violently as the pressure increased on her throat. Her hands smacked my arms wildly. She was in serious trouble. Her mixed martial art skills were failing her. I felt Victoria push hard against the mat and quickly tried to drive a knee into my gut. She televised the move which allowed me to block it easily, but loosen my hold around her neck. Victoria rolled quickly away from me, gasping for air. We were both spent. 

I grabbed hold of the ropes and pulled myself up. Victoria was doing the same. She was breathing heavily. Her body and beautiful tits gleamed with sweat. We both were holding ourselves back in our corners. I was starting to get my second wind, but so was Victoria. She was recovering from my choke. We slowly approached each other in the middle of the ring and locked up. Victoria's strength was definitely fading in her arms. I easily was overpowering her, driving her down to the mat. I pushed her down hard to the mat. She fell hard on her ass leaving her legs wide open. There was my opening! The cloverleaf!

I reached down and grabbed her legs trying hard to bend her knee to lock in the move. Victoria struggled hard against me. I hooked her knee. "Get her, Rob!" I told myself. I locked her foot under her other knee. "So close almost there...." I kept thinking. Finally, I turned her over! She was trapped. Her legs firmly locked in my arms. I bent to one knee arching Victoria's back. She screamed as I wrenched back on her legs. 

Feebly, Victoria started to sob to the pain. Tears streamed down her mask. I had her! That's when I heard it. Her hand slamming the mat, "I SUBMIT!!!" Victoria screamed.

The ref yanked me off her immediately. 1-0. Now I just needed the orgasm. I had gotten Victoria to submit to the Cloverleaf. I just had to get her in position to fuck her just like I had Ashley. Victoria climbed to her feet, wiping her tears away. The ref was giving her time to recover. I was feeling very confident in my positioning. I had taken Victoria's best shot and managed to get out of a certain loss. As Victoria and I walked to the center of the ring, I just kept thinking, "Get behind her and fuck the shit out of that hot bitch." 

Victoria and I locked up quickly. She was still weak. I went to sweep her legs out from under her, but she backed off and threw an elbow into my gut. The air in my lungs left me immediately. Next thing I felt was Victoria's arm coming across my chest with a hard clothesline. I didn't go down but stumbled back into the ropes. Victoria was trying to get back on offense.

Victoria pushed up against me and swung me across the ring. She fell to her back as I came running back at her. She was televising her monkey flip. I opened my arms trying to catch her arms, but at the last second she opened her legs and wrapped them around my stomach. She brought me straight to mat. Holding tightly she had me trapped in a body scissors. Her shapely legs were tightly locked behind my back pushing my ribs together hard. Damnit, Victoria knew exactly what she was doing. She was holding me tightly squishing me between her legs. What Victoria lacked in upper body strength she was making up with leg strength. 

The vice that was around my ribs tighten. "Ohhh fuck." I moaned out. I felt like any minute my ribs would give out and break. It didn't help that every other second Victoria would apply more pressure. My rib cage was an inferno. I was dying. I couldn't submit. I had to deal with the pain. I didn't like my chance of us having the 3rd fall a fuck fight. Victoria would have the advantage. 

Suddenly there was a burst a cool air. Victoria had let go of my chest. I gasped in air as I squirmed around on the mat. Victoria wasn't finished. She mounted my face, placing her creamy thighs on the side of my ears. She wiggled her pussy down onto my face. The smell of her pussy was so good. It was so sweet. The smell had an intoxicating effect. I automatically lifted my tongue to her soft slit. It was just a taste, but it tasted good. 

Her thighs tighten around my head, cutting off my attack at her pussy. I couldn't move. Slowly she wiggled her way to the side, keeping my head locked firmly between her legs. She had moved me on the side of my body. With a squeeze of her thighs, I felt my throat tighten. Air was struggling to get in. I could still smell Victoria's sweet pussy. It was so close. I struggled to get out, reaching my tongue out but only able to lick her thigh. She squeezed again. Things were starting to get fuzzy. I thought that I had one more chance if I could only get my hand up. That pussy needed my hand. I was fighting for air, but needed to get back into the pussy. One more breathe. But just as my hand found Victoria's ass....

Black. That was all that happened. Asleep. I was out cold. Victoria had knocked me out with her legs. I never saw it coming. This is what everyone meant about expecting the unexpected against her. She was an amazing wrestler. I lay there motionless on the mat. The ref checked me and called for the bell. Knockout counts as a submission he told Victoria. Victoria released my head as my body laid stiff on the mat. I was breathing, but out. Victoria was waiting. All she had to do was wait for the break period to end and then she could attack my cock. 

Light started to break through my eyes. I was starting to come around as I slowly blinked my eyes. Ugh, what the hell just happened? I just laid there. Where was I? I slowly glanced around. I felt a firm hand grip my shaft. I let out a slow moan as a soft wet mouth attached itself to the head of my dick. Whatever was going on it felt great. I was in a haze. I could make out a blonde head bobbing up and down on my dick. My dick was responding to it. I felt the mouth stop. Why? I wondered. My dick was so hard and just wanted to be back in the blonde's mouth. I felt two hands push against my shoulder and a different sensation come over my dick. My vision was starting to come back. A purple mask holding it blonde hair. "Ohhhhhh yes.." I moaned out as I felt my dick get engulfed by a warm wet pussy. 

"That's it baby, it will be over soon." A sexy voice whispered out. "Just enjoy my pussy." 

My dick was definitely enjoying her pussy. Every inch being sucked in and out. Damn those tits look great. Then there was a different sound. People cheering. What the fuck? Oh shit, I'm still in the ring!!! I'm still in the middle of the match. I was out for a few minutes due to Victoria's choke. She had waited out the break and then got the chance to attack me sexually while I wasn't all there. Victoria noticed that I was coming around now.

"Ohhhh poor Rob, slept a little too long baby. Now this cock is mine." Victoria said with a smile.

Victoria sped up her pace. She was totally in control. I was fighting for my life in the ring. Victoria had already once brought my body close to cumming. Now she was doing it all over again. I was in pain. Fighting back one orgasm is one thing. Fighting back a second, was sheer torture. 

Victoria pushed her perfect breasts together and started moaning out. "Ohhh yes Rob, Fill me up! I know you're weak, just give in and let it go deep into this pussy."

"Uhhh" I was fighting it harder and harder. People were on the edge of their seats. Was I going to cum? Could I figure out a way to get out? Or was this a rookie getting beat by a more experience wrestler? 

Victoria grabbed my shoulder and pulled my face toward her tits. She squeezed her pussy tightly around my cock. I had fallen in love with Victoria's tits. "Mmmm, that's it Rob" She whispered in my ear. "It's over. It's time for you to give me the cum I want. No use to fight it anymore. Cum for me and I'll let you spray it on my tits." With those words she reached down and grabbed my balls. With her hand and her pussy squeezing together and my face buried into her tits, the wave of pleasure took me to another level.

"Fuck, ohh fuck... oh Victoria...please....noooo....ohhh shit!" I begged Victoria. She just smiled down and looked deep into my eyes, "You lose" she muttered.

My entire body tighten, pressure building all over my body. With one giant thrust, I started to pump rope after rope of thick cum. Victoria jumped off my body and pressed her tits against my cock. My cock just spewed cum all over her tits. Victoria was right. I had lost. I was having one of my best orgasms ever but I had just lost. 

The ref called for the bell and Victoria stood up, her beautiful tits covered in my cum. The P.A. Announcer boomed over the speakers, "WINNER by 2-1, The Vixen Victoria!!!!" 

I rolled out of the ring disguised with myself. I was over confident. I walked towards the back as The Vixen celebrated her win in the ring. As I passed Ms. Wallace, she stopped me. "Looks like you have a ways to go before you get a shot at her." She pointed at a very short brown haired girl. "She was ready to challenge you, but it looks like you will need more time. Maybe someday, but we know your weaknesses. We will see how you perform in your next match. Maybe you can recover."

I walked in the back and changed quietly. I stared mostly down at the floor. I could see now what Sean was talking about a losing streak being very deflating. You think you are in total control, but fail to finish the job. 

Clark came in to see me before I left and handed me water and an energy bar. "Here drink and eat this. Also Mr. Bartlett said to give this too you."

$300. That was the loser's payment. 

"Don't be too hard on yourself. You will get better as things go on. I'll be in contact." Clark said as he left.

My drive was quiet. I made it home and tried to sleep with little success. Maybe I was in over my head in this match. Maybe I just was learning the ropes. I finally did fall asleep. 

In the morning I awoke and found a small card at my door. "Intense match sweetheart. I'm looking forward to seeing on you getting better. Thanks for the great sex. XOXO, Vixen." Attached was a picture of the Vixen standing naked with her arms raised. She was the hottest girl I have ever had sex with, but would now serve as a constant reminder what it feels like to lose.



The Sex Wrestling League Ch. 03



Reader's Note: Thanks for all the feedback and notes. Hope you guys all enjoy the third chapter. If you haven't read CH 1 or 2, I recommend them. Hope you like part three. 

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It was days until I calmed down from my loss to the Vixen. Every morning I'd wake up and see that note she sent me. It didn't help that Sean wasn't that supportive of me either. "Dude, chill. It's one loss. I wish I only had one loss." That's the difference between Sean and I. I am extremely competitive and hate losing. Whether it is a pickup basketball game or a card game, I want to win. But with the sex wrestling, it was multiplied by a hundred. This was my fantasy come true. I wanted to be the best at this. I wanted to have a shot at the title. But now, after the loss to Victoria, it was going to be a while before I would even think about getting a title match. 

I was still calling Ashley every few days. I guess we were in a semi relationship, but for me it was just training. I'd call her up and fuck her brains out, making her cum over and over again until I would blow my load all over her tits or stomach. I felt the only way I could get out of this funk was to have another match, but the phone didn't ring. For two weeks, I waited and waiting. I needed to get back into the ring. I had to redeem myself. The Vixen had taken part of my manhood, and damnit, I wanted it back. 

Sean wasn't much help either. Every time I'd ask him when my next match would be, he'd just say to relax and that they would be in contact. He still wouldn't open up much about his recent losing streak and when I would bring it up, he'd just shake his head and tell me I couldn't possibly understand what he was going through. 

After two weeks of waiting with no call, it was time to take matters into my own hands. I got in my car and headed to the center. There were matches going on that night and I figured I could talk to Mr. Bartlett or Ms. Wallace. When I arrived at the center there was the normal hum of people watching another match. I walked into the hall and took a seat in the back scoping out for Mr. Bartlett or Ms. Wallace. A match was going on right in front of me, but was the least of my interest at the time.

I looked and looked but neither could be found. They must be in their office or the back. I figured that they had to come out at some point during the night. Maybe I could talk to Clark instead. He was always here. It took one quick glace around the room to see Clark in his normal seat watching the match intently. I guess that was part of the trainer's job to find out what you needed to work on during the training sessions. 

I walked over and sat down next to him. "Hey man, what's up?"

Clark was a little shocked to see me. I guess because not many of the male wrestlers came to watch other guy's matches. "Hey, didn't expect to see you here. How are you doing?" He extended his hand and shook mine.

"Well, I need to talk with somebody about getting another match. I just can't take how my last match ended. It's been eating me up all week and I just need to get back in the ring. I was wondering if Mr. Bartlett or Ms. Wallace was here tonight?" I said.

"They are always here. But Rob you need to be patient. You are a rookie. You aren't a big draw here. Remember this whole thing is about making money. The big draw is always the champion or top contenders. Your loss to the Vixen has definitely taken you out of those two categories."

"How do I get back into the contender's range?" I asked

"First off you got to win. I like your passion. You remind me of myself when I was starting in the league. I just wanted to be in the ring every night. I wanted to just compete for the title. Eventually, I did. It took time though. Don't worry they will give you another match. Just watch this one, might help you learn something sitting from a different angle." Clark said pointing at the match.

I looked over at the ring for the first time. Holy shit, it was Sean! I had never seen Sean wrestle before and didn't even notice him when I walked in. I was too focused at finding Mr. Bartlett or Ms. Wallace. I didn't recognize the girl he was wrestling against. Sean wrestled under the name Galaxy, and was wearing a dark navy blue mask with stars all over it. The girl looked attractive. She was about 5'4 with blonde hair. She was thick, but extremely athletic looking. Not an ounce of fat on her. She had what looked to be very firm tits in the high C range or low D. 

"Who's Galaxy in the ring against?" I leaned over and asked Clark. 

"She goes by Jersey Kaitlyn. She is newer to the league. This is her 2nd match." Clark informed me.

What I could tell, Kaitlyn was hot. Maybe not on the same plane as the Vixen, but still extremely sexy. She was definitely having her way with Sean. She had him trapped in a hold and was viciously stroking his cock. Sean was in a difficult place. I knew his losing streak was really hurting him. I leaned back over to Clark, "Is it true that if you lose too much they kick you out of the league?"

Clark laughed, "Well sorta. They just don't schedule you so much because it becomes so one sided people just bet against you. So it's not good for business." 

Kaitlyn was now twisting her body to suck Sean's cock. Sean's cock wasn't huge, about 6 inches, but Kaitlyn was aggressively attacking it. She had to be a former cheerleader or gymnast because she was extremely flexible. She had Sean in an intense hold, but somehow twisting her back to have her head buried into his crotch. 

Sean was moving his arms wildly. It looked like he was trying to go for her pussy. Since she had him trapped through it was a losing battle. Then all you heard was a low moan out of Sean. Kaitlyn must really be giving his cock a working. Her blonde ponytail bounced up and down as she quicken her pace on his cock. 

Sean finally found her pussy with his hand and pushed in two fingers. Kaitlyn let out a squeak. Sean had found the right place. Kaitlyn had a tight grip on his shaft and was jerking it quickly. Sean tried to finger fuck his way out of the hold. Kaitlyn just amped up her efforts. Sean was fading. Poor guy I thought to myself. This was his fantasy too. 

Then it started, "Ohhh fuck no.... please.... Not again......please!!!!!!!!" Sean was on the verge of cumming for Kaitlyn. Kaitlyn had no mercy for Sean. His cock wasn't that big so she immediately deep throated his dick and squeezed his balls. "OHHHH FUCKKKKK!!!!" Sean screamed as he jerked violently on the mat. He was cumming deep into Kaitlyn's mouth. 

Kaitlyn release Sean from her hold and spit out his cum to show the referee. The ref called for the bell and raised Kaitlyn's arm up. "Winner by 2-0, The Jersey Girl, Kaitlyn!!!!" Kaitlyn was pumped. She was 2-0. She was where I wanted to be. Finally, Ms. Wallace had shown up. There she was clapping hard for Kaitlyn. She was like a proud mother each time one of her girl's won a match. Kaitlyn leaned down and started talking to Sean. Sean just laid there, upset at himself. He was in disbelief that he had just lost again. Kaitlyn had a huge smile on her face as she taunted him. "Glad I got such an easy second match. You really should just quit. They told me I would have fun with you. Too bad I didn't get to have the fun like the other girls did. You are just a waste of a man." 

My blood was boiling. Not only was I pissed about my last match, now I was feeling bad for Sean. She was humiliating him in front of the whole crowd. Clark just sat there and shook his head. "I can't take much more of this" I told him.

Clark looked at me with that what are you going to do look. "Well he just isn't performing well." 

"Someone needs to do something" With that I jumped the small railing and walked over to the announcer. "Give me the mic." I said firmly. If they didn't want to call me, then I had to take matters into my own hands. 

I climbed into the ring and knelt down next to Sean. "Sorry buddy, I got something for her though." I said to him, trying to comfort him. The guy was almost in tears. 

I climbed on the turnbuckle in my t-shirt and jeans. Looking straight at Ms. Wallace and Jersey Girl Kaitlyn I issued my challenge. "Hey Bitches. Yeah I'm talking to the two of you. Get your asses back here! So, Ms. Wallace and Mr. Bartlett, looks like I showed up on a good night. This slut thinks she some hot shit since she has won two matches? She's a fucking joke. Put her in the ring against me and watch what happens." 

Mr. Bartlett had walked out from the back and was staring at me intently. I didn't know if I was pissing him off or impressing him. He slowly walked to the ring and climbed in, but just stood next to me. So I continued, "Next week, that little slut vs. me, the Rocket. I'll put whatever you want on the line." I looked over at Mr. Bartlett and he just nodded at me. 

Kaitlyn and Ms. Wallace just whispered to each other. Someone then handed Ms. Wallace a mic. The crowd was silent. Waiting to hear whether or not my challenge was going to be accepted. "You got some balls don't you, Rob? Well seems like the last time you were in that ring, The Vixen had you past out and milking your dick dry. You really think you are up for another match against our newest member? How confident are you that you can beat her?"

Everyone's eyes were back to me. "No doubt in my mind. I'm going to fuck her up." I said with coolness.

"Fine, but I think we need to add something special to this match. The winner of the match will get to fuck the loser in the ass." Ms. Wallace said with an evil grin on her face.

The crowd went nuts. Mr. Bartlett leaned over to me and said, "You sure you want to do this kid?" I nodded at him, I wanted this match so bad. Not only for myself but also now for Sean. Someone had to teach this bitch a lesson. I was sure that I was going to win. "Fine! Whatever you want. If it means I get to fuck her in the ass after I beat her, then all the better."

"We will see about that. I sure Kaitlyn feels different about what will happen." Ms. Wallace said. With that the two of them walked out to the back. Kaitlyn swayed her nice ass as I walk out. The crowd was in a frenzy. A long line had already formed at the betting booth. Mr. Bartlett looked at me, "Well Rob, you wanted another match, you got it. I just hope you haven't bitten off more than you could chew. But if you win, this could really propel you into top contention." With that Mr. Bartlett shook my hand and left the ring.

I helped Sean back to the dressing room with Clark. Sean looked up at me, "Thanks for standing up for me out there man. But be careful, Kaitlyn is no joke. Plus if you lose she's gets to fuck you in the ass with a strap-on. Then you'll be the joke of the entire league. That's what my problem was. I lost a match where that was the stimulation. I was pounded for fifteen with an 8 inch strap-on. That's why this losing streak was so hard on me." 

The reality of what I had just done had finally set in. I was going to be in a match where if I did lose, Kaitlyn would be fucking my ass in front of everyone and my career as a sex wrestler would be over. My fantasy would be over. I had to train as hard as possible over the next week. As Sean got dressed, Clark put his hand on my shoulder, "You got some balls, Rob. You'll be in for a fight against Kaitlyn but she is definitely beatable. I'll see you tomorrow for training." 

Clark walked out the door. Sean, who took a cab over to the center, rode with me home. He stared out the window, "I'll be there in your corner next weekend. It's the least I can do. You just got to beat her." 

"I will man, don't you worry." I told him confidently. Even though there was confidence in my voice, I was nervous. Maybe I did bite off more than I could chew.

I finally had a peaceful night of sleep. Something about knowing that I was going to have another match must have calmed me down. I woke up rest and relaxed. Something was different this time, I wasn't just happy to be living out fantasy but now had a desire to win my match. My goal wasn't just to win the match, but destroy Kaitlyn.

I arrived at the center later that night for training with Clark. He greeted me warmly. "I still can't believe what you did the other night. I think every single guy has said that he wanted to issue a challenge to another girl, but never right in the ring. I'm impressed. That took a lot of balls."

"Thanks, Clark. I just couldn't take it anymore. I mean it has been three weeks since I lost to The Vixen. I just needed to step it up. Even if it means putting anal sex on the line." I responded.

"Just got to make sure you have a good week of training. Even do some training at home if you can." Clark said as he climbed into the ring. 

That's exactly what was happening. Training that week was intense. I thought my first two weeks of training were intense. This week made those weeks feel like a simple jog around the block. Clark had me working my striking attacks to my submission work. Kaitlyn was extremely flexible. Basic submissions might not be able to get her to tap out. I also worked on different pinning positions. As athletic as Kaitlyn was she was still new like me. She was definitely going to make mistakes. I just had to make sure that I limited my mistakes as well. I had to keep on Kaitlyn bell to bell. 

During the week Sean was giving me notes about some of the moves Kaitlyn used on him. "She has stronger arms than legs. Which is shocking because most women's legs are their best weapon. She locked in a tight sleeper hold which really caused me pain the entire match. She hits with some power as well, but she will take chances which you might be able to capitalize on." Sean noted.

"Does she have any weaknesses sexually?" I asked.

"Not that I am aware of, but I didn't really get on the sex attack during our match." Sean said with some disgrace. 

Clark didn't know much about her either. She had won her first match in decisive fashion just like she did with Sean. I wasn't sure if this would work in my favor or against me. Since Kaitlyn had never been really touched sexually in the ring, she might over react during the moment. I made a mental note to make sure to get to her pussy early in the match. 

All week, I trained as hard as I possibly could. I was sure that Danielle and Victoria had been giving Kaitlyn notes on my wrestling style, so I needed to be able to catch her off guard. I was not going to give Kaitlyn the pleasure of fucking me in the center of the ring with a strap-on. By Friday night I was ready to go. 

I was changing back out of my training clothes, when Mr. Bartlett walked into the locker room. I glanced up at him. "Hey Mr. Bartlett, how are you?"

"I'm good Rob, how has training been this week?" he asked with some concern.

"Intense. Clark has really worked me out. I'm getting better each day. I really want this match." I responded with some confidence.

"Good. Listen Rob, I want you to win this match. I didn't know much about the type of guy you were until the other night. It shows me that I can count on you to eventually challenge for the title. We need to make sure we get that title back on a guy's waist. Ms. Wallace hasn't let me hear the end of it since her champion won it a few months ago. Since then I haven't been able to find a guy who will last in a match." Mr. Bartlett told me.

This was the first time that I was having an actual conversation with Mr. Bartlett. He continued, "One of the rules Ms. Wallace and I have is that whichever sex holds the title, gets 2/3 of the money brought in each night of matches and gets control in the bedroom. I don't think I can take much more of Ms. Wallace being in control." 

This made so much sense now. Mr. Bartlett and Ms. Wallace were using us to dictate what happens in their own sex life. The lights were starting to go on one by one.

"Well Mr. Bartlett, I want this. This is my biggest fantasy come true. I want to have a title match eventually. I want to bring the title back to male side." I assured him.

"We will see tomorrow, Rob. Good luck. Both Ms. Wallace and I will be watching from ringside." And with that Mr. Bartlett left the locker room.

I packed my bag and started to walk down the hall. I turned the corner and almost knocked over a woman. "Woah, excuse me." I apologized

She was only about 5 feet tall and had slightly curly brown hair that came down just below her shoulders. She was extremely petite and barely looked older than 18 or 19 years old. 

"It's ok." She said shyly. "I should watch where I am walking. I'm Tiffany."

"Nice to meet you Tiffany. I'm Rob." I shook her small little hand. "What are you doing here?"

"Oh I just have a meeting with Ms. Wallace." She said.

I smiled. She must be a new wrestler. I looked at her. She was beautiful in that cute girl next door look. She looked like she would be good for Sean. Small, couldn't be very strong. Maybe over time I'd face her, but my business was with Kaitlyn. "Well again please to meet you Tiffany, good luck in your next match." 

She thanked me and I walked out the door. I put my meeting with Tiffany out of my mind. In less than 24 hours, either Kaitlyn or I would be fucking the loser in the ass. 

I was so exhausted from the week of intense training that I slept until noon the next day. I packed my bag early and headed to the center even earlier. Clark greeted me at the door like always. "Great news buddy, you are the last match of the evening. You got some time to relax and enjoy yourself."

This was a first. I have never been the last match of the night. I followed Clark into the room with some food and water. I tried to relax, listen to some music and get something to eat. I didn't even want to watch the other two matches of the night. I was forcing myself to focus on the task at hand. Sean arrived about an hour after me. He let me know that the first match was over. I headed to the training room to stretch out and get ready for my match. I was loose, ready to go. I headed into the locker room to get naked. I was really starting to get cut from all my training.

I pulled on my rocket mask and walked in the hallway to the entrance. "Here we go." I told myself. My music blared over the loud speakers. I took off running down the ramp and slid into the ring. I played to the crowd. Goading them into cheering for me louder. The announcer came over the speaker, "Coming to the ring, with a record of 1-1, The Rocket Rob!!!!" People were already on the edge of their seat. This had to be the most people that I had seen at a match. 

My music faded. Kaitlyn's music hit and the announcer came back on, "Coming to the ring, with a record of 2-0, The Jersey Girl Kaitlyn!!!!" Kaitlyn stepped through the curtain. She looked hot. Her blonde hair coming out of her mask. She strutted to the ring and climbed into the ring, bending almost at a 90 degree angle to show the crowd her ample ass. Kaitlyn definitely had it all. Firm tits, flat stomach, and a firm thick ass. 

The referee called us to the center of the ring. He held up an 8 inch strap-on with balls attached to it. "The winner of the match will win the right to fuck the loser in the ass in the center of the ring. Best two out of three falls. Good luck to both of the competitors."

I looked Kaitlyn dead in the eyes. "I can't wait to fuck your ass, Kaitlyn. It has been so long since I've had anal sex. I'm looking forward to it." I smirked at Kaitlyn.

"Oh, I don't think you'll get anywhere near this ass. I'm going to pop your ass cherry right in front of everyone here and humiliate you." She responded viciously. She was just as amped as I was to have this match. Both of us with something to prove to the rest of the league.

We both walked back to our corners. I looked down into the crowd, there was Clark and Sean sitting right behind my corner. "You got this bitch, Rocket!" screamed Sean. I nodded at him. "Ding, Ding, Ding" the bell rang out to began the match. 




The Sex Wrestling League Ch. 03



I turned my attention back towards Kaitlyn. "Give up now, Rocket. Save yourself from the hard ass fucking I'm going to give you after I beat you." Kaitlyn said. 

"Fuck you, you little slut. I'm going to fuck you senseless then pound that ass like there is no tomorrow!" 

Kaitlyn and I locked up in the center of the ring. Kaitlyn was definitely strong. She pushed me against ropes and release as brutal chop against my chest. I reached up and grabbed my chest. Kaitlyn pushed me again against the ropes and let my chest have it again! Damn! My peck muscles were a bright red color. As I held my chest, Kaitlyn grabbed the top rope and drove her knee into my stomach. I doubled over as the air rushed out of my lungs. I was trying to suck in air as Kaitlyn wrapped her arm around my head and bulldogged my head into the mat. My face smacked violently against the mat. I was in intense pain all over my body. 

Kaitlyn didn't rest. She stomped her foot into my gut. My stomach screamed out in pain. Kaitlyn grabbed my legs and grape vined them with her's. The amount of pain that my body was in was almost unbearable. "Submit to me you little piece of shit!" screamed Kaitlyn. She reared back hard on my leg.

My knee was on fire. Kaitlyn twisted harder on my knee. "Tap. Tap. Tap out to me you son of a bitch. I need to end this quick!"

Even though my knee was in intense pain, I resisted the urge to submit. Kaitlyn wasn't going to take me down that easily. I grabbed Kaitlyn's foot and twisted her ankle as much as I could. It didn't get her to release the hold but ease up on the pressure. I gave it another twist. I couldn't lock in an ankle lock, but at least cause her some pain to maybe get out of the hold. Kaitlyn was in pain. Her ankle was weak. After the third twist, she finally released my leg. 

Kaitlyn used her other leg and kicked my hand off of her ankle. I was free and I rolled away from Kaitlyn. She struggled to get to her feet. Limping slightly, she sized me up as I pulled myself with the ropes. Kaitlyn was definitely pissed that she wasn't able to get submission out of me. Kaitlyn came running at me, her firm tits bouncing, trying to clothesline me. At the last second I threw up my elbow to meet Kaitlyn's jaw. Kaitlyn went reeling. 

Now it was my turn. With Kaitlyn dazed, I clotheslined her down to the mat. I stayed on top of her, driving a fist into her stomach. It was her turn to gasp for air. I grabbed Kaitlyn's thick legs, damn they were muscular. I tried to twist her into my cloverleaf hold, but she blocked it. "I don't think so Rob!" She gasped from her back. I tried again, but again she blocked it. 

I had to act quickly before she was able to recover. I dropped one of her legs and stepped over the other. I twisted around and grabbed her other leg. Tucking her foot under her other leg, I locked her in a figure four. I pushed up with my arms to intensify the pain. 

"AHHHHH Mother fucker!!!" Kaitlyn screamed. She pounded the mat with her fist. "You asshole! AHHHHH"

I just smiled at her as I kept the hold on tight. The ref rushed to Kaitlyn, "Do you submit Kaitlyn? You can end it."

"Screw you...I'm not....owwwwwww...submitting to him!!" 

Kaitlyn was in serious trouble. Her inexperience was showing as she tried to raise her body up which only made the pain worse. I knew that she should try to flip me over and reverse the pressure, but that wasn't her tactic. The ref asked again, "Kaitlyn, do you want to submit?" 

"Come on bitch, tap to me!!!" I screamed as I put as much pressure on her knees. 

Tears were starting to stream down Kaitlyn's face. She was in so much pain. I wanted to make Kaitlyn pay for what she did to Sean. I wanted her to scream out her submission. I released the figure four and watched Kaitlyn squirm in pain. Time to stop playing around, I picked up Kaitlyn and lifted her high in the air and drove her down to the mat hard. Kaitlyn grabbed her stomach and rolled over. I drew my hand across my throat. "Time to submit to me Kaitlyn!" I grabbed her legs and easily put her into the cloverleaf. Kaitlyn was flexible, but I really reared back. Kaitlyn screamed, "OHHHH SHIT!!" She was done. Her hand slammed against the mat. "I submit! I submit!"

I held the hold a little longer until the ref told me to release it or risk being disqualified. I dropped to the mat and got in Kaitlyn's face, "Stay down, bitch. Just you wait all I got to do is make you cum and then I'll make you pay by fucking your ass." 

"Screw you!" Kaitlyn coughed and spit in my face.

The ref pushed me back into my corner. I smiled down at Clark and Sean. "She's done for guys." I looked back over at Kaitlyn's corner. She was pissed. I couldn't wait to get at her pussy now. The bell rang and Kaitlyn came out charging. She was a little slower due to the pain in her legs, but she was pissed. I ducked her clothesline, but she stopped and grabbed my head and drove her knee into my stomach. Quickly, she counted with a DDT right to the mat. 

Bam. My head was spinning. Kaitlyn grabbed my head and elbowed me in the jaw. I turned to my stomach trying to protect my face. I felt Kaitlyn's hands slip under my chin. She pulled back hard as pain shot up my back. Kaitlyn dropped her thick ass on the small of my back and pulled harder. "You little fucker, you thought you could beat me. Now it's my turn to make you scream." 

Scream I did as Kaitlyn pulled my head back even farther. "ARGGGGGGG" is all I could manage. Kaitlyn was motivated to make me pay for the damage I did to her legs. She eased up for a second but immediately pulled back again. She was creating waves of pain spreading throughout my back. Her thick ass resting on my back definitely didn't help either. 

I tried to push myself up with my arms, but Kaitlyn was too heavy on my back. All I could do is handle the pain and hope that Kaitlyn got bored with the hold. Kaitlyn leaned in and whispered in my ear.

"Submit to me bitch. Then let me work that cock." Kaitlyn pulled back and held her hands tightly under my chin. My back felt like there were knives stabbing me. I didn't know how much more I could take the pain. 

Kaitlyn gritted her teeth and gave one more strong pull on my neck. "ARGGGGGGGGGGG" I tapped the mat quickly. I had to submit, my back couldn't take the pain. "I.....submit...." I choked out.

Kaitlyn released my chin and I collapsed to the mat. My back was screaming in pain. My neck felt like it was almost twisted off. I knew it would all come down to the fight over the orgasm. I pulled myself up from the ropes. I walked back in my corner and rested for a moment. Sean was worried. I was still confident that I could make that bitch cum. I wasn't going to let her shove that big rubber dick in my ass. Not today. 

Kaitlyn and I were both exhausted. We had been through a war of submission. We both wanted to rip the limbs off the other. The bell rang, as we both approached the center of the ring. We circled each other, neither making a move. Neither one of us wanted to make a mistake. I reached forward and tried to grab Kaitlyn's arm, but she smacked my hand away. Kaitlyn tried to tie up with me, but I broke away before we got entangled. People were now on the edge of their seats. Who would make the first move? 

Finally, Kaitlyn went in for it. She charged at me trying to tackle me down to the mat. She dipped her shoulder in my gut and wrapped her arms around my waist. She drove into me with all her force pushing me back into the turnbuckle. Those things are padded but damn they still hurt. Kaitlyn then grabbed the middle rope and drove her shoulder into my stomach. She reared back and drove it in again. I slumped in the corner, as once last time Kaitlyn's shoulder went diving into my gut. I fell to my ass, sitting against the turnbuckle. Kaitlyn didn't go for the sex attack just yet. She wanted to get all the energy out of me first.

Kaitlyn stood over top of me and drove her thick thigh into my face. My head snapped back and hip the turnbuckle. I could have easily done without that. I pushed her thigh again in my face but this time with a snap of her hip. I was definitely dazed at this point. My back still hurt, my stomach felt bruised, and now I had a massive headache from being slammed into the turnbuckle. Kaitlyn stepped back from the corner to examine the position I was in. She smiled at me. She wanted to add insult to injury now. She turned around and pressed her thick ass against my face. My nose and mouth were buried in her ass. "This is the closest you'll be getting to this ass, Robert!!!" 

What she did next completely surprised me. Kaitlyn showed off on how flexible she really was as she bent down and grabbed my cock, keeping my face firmly pressed into her ass. Slowly she started to stroke. She moved her hand up and down getting my flaccid cock to react. I was getting harder and harder, but struggling to breathe at the same time. I was trying to push Kaitlyn's ass out of my face, but was failing miserably. Kaitlyn was getting a great reaction from my cock as I was getting rock hard. I tried to get my hand between Kaitlyn's legs but she blocked it off. I had no access to her. I was struggling. It would be a while before I came to Kaitlyn's hand but if she was willing to spend the time, she'd eventually have me.

I thought Kaitlyn would keep at this for a while, but you could tell that she was starting to get frustrated that I hadn't cum yet. Kaitlyn pulled her ass away from my face but dropped immediately to her knees, mounting me in the reverse cowgirl position. "Mmmmm, Rob.... I know your weakness. You have a hard time against a girl on top." Kaitlyn had me pinned against the turnbuckle. "One minute with me, and then I'll have that sweet ass of yours!" With that she guided my dick into her pussy.

"Holy shit..." I gasped out. It felt amazing in Kaitlyn's pussy. Warm, wet, tight but soft as well. She slowly started to rock her hips back and forth not letting an inch of me leave her pussy. She guided my hands to her firm breast. "You know you want these. Squeeze them for me, as I squeeze your cock" She purred into my ear. Her pussy tighten, sucking in my cock. It felt like pure ecstasy.

Kaitlyn then leaned forward putting her hands on the mat between my legs and started to bounce her ass up and down. "Jersey girls know how to fuck a guy real good." Kaitlyn said with a smile looking back at me. I watched her ass bounce up and down. I could feel my body starting to be overcome with pleasure. I had to think fast.

Kaitlyn increased her speed. She started in with the loud moans, "Oh that's it Rob, cum for me baby! Cum in my sweet pussy!! Give me that load baby, I'll take good care of you."

My eyes were wide. I had to find a way out. I noticed Kaitlyn lift one hand off the mat. She was going for my balls. She was going to squeeze my load out of me!!! Oh shit! I grabbed at her arm, right at the elbow. She took her other arm and tried to get me to release her. My cock was in real danger. I could feel the cum boiling over. I grabbed at her other arm. Struggling with her. 

Kaitlyn and I were in a major battle. All she had to do was just touch my balls and it was over. I pushed forward with one last burst of energy. This caught Kaitlyn off guard as she slipped and fell forward. My cock slid out with a loud pop. Kaitlyn was face first with her ass in the air. I jumped to grab her wrists, pulling them behind her back. I was still breathing hard, recovering from being on the edge of orgasm. I held Kaitlyn down. Not letting her get to her feet. I pulled her arms behind her back. Her ass was sticking straight up, giving me perfect access to her pussy. This was the position I had Ashley in a few weeks ago. 

I adjusted myself, making sure that I was not going to cum inside Kaitlyn. I pushed the head of my dick right at the entrance of her pussy. "Ohhh look what we have here!" I said with a renewed confidence. I leaned back and with one strong thrust, buried my dick back into Kaitlyn's warm pussy. Kaitlyn let out a different sound.

"Oohhohhohh....wow....." She leaned her face down against the mat and closed her eyes. I started out with a pace that I was good with, but still would be causing Kaitlyn some problems. I got a little more bold as I sped up my pace. Kaitlyn lifted her head, screaming out "Ohhhh goddd. Ughhh please Rob...Please noooo..."

I knew I was onto something. I started in on Kaitlyn, "You know you've wanted me since you saw me. You wanted to get good and fucked in this ring. Don't worry it won't be long Kaitlyn. You'll be cumming soon."

"Ohhh....noo....I won't....ohh...fuck...sooo...good..NO!! I won't cum for you!" Kaitlyn screamed trying to sound confident but she could even tell she was fighting a losing battle.

"Oh Kaitlyn you are badly mistaken. You're gonna cum for me and you are gonna scream it loud! You are mine now. I am in control of this pussy and soon will be in control of that ass!" I ordered Kaitlyn. 

I pulled Kaitlyn's arms back pushing out her firm tits. My dick was now moving at lightning speed in and out of her pussy. I could feel Kaitlyn's pussy juices starting to drip off my balls. My hips smacking wildly against her ass. I knew it was over. I release one of Kaitlyn's arms and grabbed her by the back of the mask. "CUM FOR ME BITCH!!!" 

Kaitlyn let out a loud scream as her whole body started to buck wildly. "OOOOOOOOOOHHHHH FUCKKK!!!!! I'M CUMMING!!!!" Kaitlyn thrashed about on my dick as I held it deep inside her. The ref signaled for the bell. I slowly pulled out and rose to my feet as Kaitlyn grabbed her pussy. 

"WINNER BY 2 FALLS TO 1! ROB THE ROCKET!!!!" scream the PA announcer. I went nuts. I climbed on the turnbuckle and let the crowd go crazy for me. Sean had climbed into the ring and was holding me up in the air. "You did it man!" He screamed. The ref came over to me and motioned me to come to the center of the ring. The PA announcer came back on, "By rules of this match, Rob will now get to fuck Jersey Girl Kaitlyn in the ass."

I looked down at Kaitlyn. She had a tear running down her face. She was about to be humiliated in the middle of the ring. The ref handed me a bottle of lube. I got behind her and started rubbing lube all over my dick. "Rob, please, have some mercy on me. Please." Kaitlyn begged. 

"Well, Kaitlyn, someone had to lose. And the loser gets fucked in the ass. Well looks like I need to take what is mine." I said with a smile.

I push the head of my dick into Kaitlyn's tight asshole. I slowly worked it in as Kaitlyn screamed out in pain. Finally with one last pump, my cock was completely in Kaitlyn's ass. If I thought Kaitlyn's pussy felt good, it was nothing compared to her ass. I grabbed her hips as I started to thrust in and out of that tight little hole. Kaitlyn looked like she was finally starting to get some enjoyment out of getting her ass fucked. 

The crowd cheered for me as I started to smack Kaitlyn's thick ass and pump my dick harder into her. I looked over to the ref, "Where do I get to cum on this bitch?"

"That's the winner's choice." He responded. 

"MMMMM good. I want to mark her mask with my cum. Make sure she knows who owned her tonight!" I said with confidence.

I started to fuck Kaitlyn as fast as I could. I felt my cum brewing deep in my balls. It was going to be a massive load for her to take. After a few more minutes I was to my breaking point. I pull out and started to stroke my dick in Kaitlyn's face. "Open wide!" I said with a smile.

Kaitlyn opened her mouth wide as cum came flowing out of my dick. Rope after rope shot all over Kaitlyn's face. Some got into her mouth, but most of it covered her mask. I let out a loud moan and looked down at the cum covered Jersey Girl. I just smiled and walked out of the ring. The crowd cheered me as I walked to the back.

I walked through the curtain to see Mr. Bartlett smiling at me. "Great job, kid! You really proved yourself tonight. Listen, we are going to book you for a number 1 contender match in a week or so. If you win that, you'll have a shot at the title. I'll let you know soon who you are facing."

"Can I have another shot at the Vixen Victoria?" I asked.

"No, unfortunately not. A number 1 contender's match has to be someone you haven't faced who has a winning record. There are four girls who fall into that category. Don't worry you'll get your chance." Mr. Bartlett said with a pat on the back. "Here. This is your cut from tonight plus a little extra." He handed me a white envelop. 

"Thanks Mr. Bartlett. But...." I started but he was already walking out the door. I tried to think who my next match would be against. Screw it, tonight is a night to celebrate. I looked in the envelop, $2500 dollars. Holy shit.

Just then, Sean and Clark walked in the door. "Great win, Rob!" Clark said. 

Sean chimed in, "Ready to go celebrate?"

I smiled at both of them, "Yes, and guess who's buying tonight?"

We all laughed as we walked out the door.



The Sex Wrestling League Ch. 04



Reader's note: THANK YOU ALL FOR THE GREAT SUGGESTIONS!! Please feel free to send your thoughts and suggestions. Please read Ch 1,2 and 3 as well. 

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I celebrated for two days after my victory over Kaitlin. In three short matches, I had propelled myself to having a number 1 contender match. That's all I could think of, having a shot at the title. The Little Terror had been champion for months, and I felt that it was my place to finally knock her off. That was all that Clark, Sean and I talked about, becoming champion. Sean was probably more excited about the prospect than me. He was acting like I was already the number 1 contender. 

"The Little Terror is impressive. She is constantly attacking you, but Rob after you took out Kaitlin and Danielle, you could definitely beat her." Sean said eagerly

"Sean, chill out a bit. Rob hasn't even won the match to become the number 1 contender, so we can't worry about the Little Terror just yet." Clark said. He was good at keeping Sean in his place. 

"Yea, but what if man? What if?" Sean exclaimed with a big smile on his face.

"If it does happen, we will deal with it then. In the mean time, Rob has to keep training and getting better. Kaitlin was good, but inexperienced. He's going to be going against someone who has been doing this for a while. It's not going to be easy to get to that championship match." Clark explained.

"Any idea who they could match me up against, Clark?" I asked as I sipped my beer.

"Well, in my experience, it is going to be someone who has had quite a few matches. She'll have a solid winning record and know what the hell she's doing in there. I mean if Kaitlin would have had a clue what she was doing, we might be having a different conversation. They all saw what the Vixen was able to do to you, but I'm not sure you'll see a girl like her this time." Clark continued

"Why do you say that? My only loss is to her, wouldn't it be smart to put me up against a girl similar to her?" I quizzed Clark.

"You would think so." He continued "but you are planning to face a similar girl like the one that beat you. It makes more sense to keep you off guard. Something that you wouldn't expect. There are a few girls that come to mind. Plus we got to teach you how to stay off your back. Every match so far you've been fucked silly. You've cummed for them twice, and almost lost it to Kaitlin last match. We got to work on that"

Clark was right. I had slowly started to realize that was my weakness. I had always found it arousing when a girl was riding me. It didn't help when we are already sexual charged in the ring. I took note of what Clark was telling me.

We talked for a few more minutes, discussing new moves, what could be expected and unexpected. It was still a celebration, but it was now time to start looking towards the next match.

I woke up the next day, slightly hung over. I showered and made myself breakfast. I looked down at my cell phone, two messages. First message was from Ashley, wanting me to come over to her place. She was drunk as well at the time and by now was probably still passed out. I'd have to call her back later. The second message was from Clark, saying he had talked to Mr. Bartlett this morning and my match was announced. It was set for next Friday and we need to start training immediately. He ended by saying he was a little surprised by the selection.

What the hell did that mean? My mind was racing. I grabbed some vitamins and a bottle of water to get rid of the leftover alcohol in my system and jumped in the car and heading to the center. My drive was nervous excitement, but also a little bit confusion. How in the world did the selection surprise Clark? I mean he is usually really prepared for these things. I pulled up to the center and walked into the training room. It was empty. Clark wasn't even there.

I called him on his cell. He was caught in a bit of traffic but would be there in 15 minutes. Great had to wait even longer. I climbed in the ring and sat on the turnbuckle. The ring was peaceful right now. It allowed me to clear my mind a little. I was shocked to hear a small little voice speak up. "Excuse me, Rob is it?"

I opened my eyes and saw the small teenaged girl I ran into prior to the match against Kaitlin. "Oh hey, Tiffany right?" I smiled at her.

"Yea, what are you doing here Rob?" She asked sweetly. 

"Clark called me, told me to meet him here for training. I got a match this week to decide if I am the next number 1 contender for the title." I responded as she climbed in the ring with me. "Can I ask how old you are Tiffany?"

She laughed, "Everyone asks me that. I know I look young and I guess I am, but I'm 19." 

She was adorable. Beautiful in a natural way. I was wondering if she even was part of the league because she almost looked too innocent.

"So are you an actual wrestler, Tiffany?" I asked.

"I am" She responded, blushing like she was embarrassed to be a part of it. 

I jokingly said to her, "So maybe we will meet in the ring someday." I smiled at her.

She laughed, "Maybe. I leave all that up to Ms. Wallace. I heard you won your last match Rob, congratulations."

"Thanks. What about you, won any matches?" I asked politely.

"I've won a few. More than I've lost at least." She said with an innocent grin. 

Before we were able to continue our conversation, Ms. Wallace walked into the room. "Tiffany, a moment please? Hello, Rob. Looking forward to your match this week." Ms. Wallace said with a smile. 

"Bye Rob, good luck this week." Tiffany said as she rolled out of the ring and followed Ms. Wallace back to her office. 

I was back to being alone in the ring. My mind started to think about what a match against Tiffany would be like. I'd assume she'd be pretty easy for me, given that I could overpower her with most moves. But if she had won as many matches as she said she did, then there had to be something about her. She looked so fuckable. I was starting to get hard thinking about pinning her down and fucking her little pussy senseless. These visions disappeared as Clark walked into the training room. He apologized for being late.

He climbed in the ring and kind of half smiled, "Remember I told you to expect something different? Well you definitely got something different. Her name is Lindsey. She is an expert at pinning combinations. She's 9-2 and she is hot. But here's the weird part about the whole thing: She hasn't had a match in 11 months." 

"What caused her to take such a long time off? Did she have a kid or something?" I asked. 

"I don't know exactly what the reason was, but it can't be a kid because of the birth control that is strictly enforced with all female wrestlers." Clark responded. "They did play to your likes a little bit. Lindsey has big tits. They know that turns you on. She's definitely strong, in shape, and flexible. She might cause you a lot of problems if you don't prepare properly. Also, she's a former champion."

My jaw dropped a little. I expected to be going up against someone who would be tough but would never guess that would be the former champion. "How did she lose the belt?" I wanted to know as much about Lindsey as possible.

"Well, Lindsey was one of the top female wrestlers before her time off. She won herself a title match and won the belt. Problem is she didn't last long. She rose fast to the top but only defended the belt once and the second time lost it. It looked like she was getting back into the league but one night she won a match, and proceeded to inform Ms. Wallace she wouldn't be back for a while. Looks like she's coming back to face you." Clark said.

"I really want that title match, Clark. I have to beat Lindsey. I just have to." I told Clark with a very serious look on my face.

Clark suggested we worked on getting out of pinning combinations. Over the next few hours, Clark had me working on getting my shoulders up or how to use my body to kick out. I had the most difficult time with roll up. It was difficult to position my body to get my shoulder up. Also Clark had warned me that because of Lindsey's flexibility getting out of pinning combinations might be more difficult. 

This was definitely tougher than working with submissions. Submissions are only tolerating the pain or getting rid of the pain. Pinning combinations were much different. It is all about body positioning. I had to really start to watch myself on how I was positioned in the ring. The even harder part was keeping my dick protected to prevent a sexual attack. Having your legs spread and pinned would allow Lindsey to easily give me a handjob at least to get me hard. 

This was the most intense practice yet. After 3 hours, I was spent. I thanked Clark for the training session and promised to see him again tomorrow. I barely got home when my eyelids started to close. I slept most of the morning and saw I had a call from Ashley. I hadn't had sex with Ashley for a while. She said she missed me and was wondering what I had been doing with myself lately. I decided to head over to Ashley's apartment to see her.

As I walked in her building, I noticed a cute little redhead. She looked a little angry as I walked in. Holy Shit! It was Danielle! This was the first time that I had seen a female wrestler outside of the center. "Hi there!" I said cheerfully. Danielle didn't really respond. She just scowled at me and walked out of the building. This got me wondering did Danielle live here? Were we allowed to communicate with the other wrestlers outside of the center? These images left my mind as I knocked on Ashley's door.

"Hey Beautiful." I said with a smile as Ashley opened the door.

She was wearing a pair of yoga pants and a loose t-shirt. Her blonde hair up in a pony tail. She smiled at me and gave me a huge hug. "I've missed you so much." She whispered into my ear. 

Ashley took me by the hand and led me into her living room. She pushed me down onto her couch and mounted me. As we kissed passionately on her couch, I slide my hands up her shirt. Her firm tits were free. She moaned as I kissed her neck and removed her t-shirt. She smiled at me as she slide between my legs. "I want to show you how much I've missed you" She said as she pulled off my pants. 

She gripped the base of my dick and devoured my dick in her mouth. She locked eyes with me as she started to work her tongue along the base of my dick. I forgot how good Ashley was at giving head. Ashley really started to go to town. She dropped her mouth all the way down to my balls and swirled her tongue all the way up to head. She pulled my dick out with a small pop and started to lick the base of the head while stroking me off.

I was in absolute heaven. Ashley was hitting her stride and I couldn't last much longer. She was determined to get me to cum quickly to the power of her mouth. She placed my dick back in her mouth and started to hum. This sent me over the edge. Ashley didn't miss a beat as she stared up at me. Her hand grabbed my balls and gave them a slight squeeze. I unloaded a massive load deep into Ashley's throat. She swallowed every ounce of cum. 

As she pulled my dick out of her mouth, she stood up "I hope that brings you over her more." She gave me a wink. Ashley was one of the best girls I had been with in years. If I was actually leading a normal life, I would seriously consider dating her. 

I spent the rest of the afternoon at Ashley's apartment. I knew the questions would come up, but she caught me off guard today. "So Rob what have you been doing with yourself?" Ashley looked at me with a smile.

I had to make a decision, lie to her or tell her exactly what I was involved in. I made a snap decision, "I've been working on a lot. I've been training for a match." 

"Like a marathon?" Ashley asked.

"Yea. I guess it is similar to a marathon. I have to train pretty religiously. I don't have to run as much, but I guess I would compare it more to MMA." 

"Ooooo, Mr. Tough Guy!" Ashley said jokingly. She started to poke me in the ribs.

"You better watch out, or you'll find out what my wrath feels like!" I smiled back at Ashley. She was about ready to feel what it is like in the ring, only we wouldn't be wrestling. 

Ashley spread her legs slightly. She knew what she was doing. I slide off her running shorts and got between her legs. I attack her clit with my tongue. I slowly started at the bottom of her slit and worked my way up to her clit. I started to flick back and forth with my tongue over her swollen clit. Ashley immediately responded. I slowly slide a finger into her wet pussy. I worked it in and out. I looked up at Ashley and grinned. I pushed my mouth over Ashley's clit and started to hum. The vibrations drove her crazy. You could tell that she was getting close to orgasm quickly. She started to moan loudly and gyrate her hips. "More Rob! More!" 

I hummed faster on her clit and worked a second finger deeper into her pussy. Ashley was practically screaming. "Ohhh fuck! Ohhh ROB!!" Ashley grabbed the back of my head and pushed it deeper into her pussy. "Please don't stop! I'm gonna cum! I'm soooo close!!" I didn't stop until I felt the juices start to flow. Ashley let out a loud groan as her hips bucked against my face. My mouth was covered in her juices. 

Ashley moaned for about three minutes before she was able to recover. She brought my dick back to attention. She popped it between her big tits and started to suck on the head. I was already hard again. She climbed on top of me and started to rock back and forth. She knew exactly what I liked. She started slow at first. Let my dick get soaked in her juices so it slides in and out easier. Then she started to pick up the pace. She put her arms over her head so her big tits looked beautiful bouncing up and down. She looked so sexy like that.

Ashley was really hitting her stride when she put her hands on my thighs. She pulled herself up higher and slammed herself harder onto my dick. She let out a loud "UH" each time she did it. At the same time, I could feel my balls starting to swell up a little. Ashley knew I couldn't last much longer in her drenched pussy. She smiled down at me, "Gonna give me that load baby?" She asked with that sexy innocent voice she has.

I nodded my head as she reached down and started to squeeze my balls. They tighten and I let out a small grunt. My hips bucked wildly into Ashley's pussy, cumming deep inside her. Ashley was already turned on and she had another orgasm as I came inside her. She fell into my arms breathing heavily and kissed my cheek. "Rob, don't make me wait so long to fuck you next time." She said exhaustedly.

Ashley climbed off and we crawled into the shower together to clean off. After we showered, I ordered in some dinner for the two of us. As it got later into the evening, I told Ashley I had to head home to get some work in. Ashley protested, but I told her that I would definitely be back later. 

As I left Ashley's, I kept my eyes peeled for Danielle again, but alas she didn't pass by again. I called Clark and told him I was on my way to the center for about an hour of training. He was waiting for me at the center and told me to hurry.

As I pulled in, it was already later than normal. Clark was waiting for me in the practice ring. Clark greeted me warmly and told me just to climb in the ring. "Rob, I wanted to talk to you about something. It's about Lindsey." 

"What about her? I'm still wrestling her right?"

"Yes, you are still wrestling her, but I thought there is something you should know about her." Clark for the first time sounded a little different. "She was one of my last matches."

My jaw dropped. I had always known that Clark was part of the league. I mean he would have to be because he's the official trainer. I don't think I ever looked at Clark as the competitor though. He was the trainer. "Yea, well she beat me in one of her first matches. Like I said one of my last. I want you to understand how dangerous she is. If it wasn't for whatever she took time off for, she would probably be the champion again. And since there is a female holding the belt, she can't challenge for the belt." 

I felt bad for Clark. You could tell that the loss had really stuck with him. "What happened when you faced her?"

"She had me twisted up and wound up getting my shoulders down. I was pinned for a three count and I couldn't believe it. I let her get in my head. She caught me with a shot to the head later in the match, pushed me into a corner and gave me a blowjob in the corner. I was fighting it but it was pointless. She had my cum in a few minutes. I couldn't believe I lost." Clark said looking down.

"Damn, Clark. That really sucks. What was your final record when you retired?" I asked him.

"25-4." He said quietly.

"Dude, you feel bad about one loss when you had 25 wins? Clark you need to be proud at what you did accomplish." I told Clark trying to cheer him up.

"I know. That's what Mr. Bartlett said to me. And I am proud. I just wish I had that match back." Clark said.

"Well, I'll get the bitch for you. I'll get your revenge." I told confidently. 

Clark smiled a little more. "I know you will Rob. Now let's get to work!" Clark was a little more motivated after sharing his story of his match with Lindsey. We continued to work on how to get out of pinning combinations. I was starting to get pretty good at them. With how flexible Lindsey was, I didn't know if my basic submission moves would work. I guess I'd find out. 

The rest of the week's practices were very similar to the days prior. I had dinner with Ashley again and even slept over at her apartment. Finally, Friday was here. I was ready for my match. I looked in the mirror, I told myself that it was time to move me into the championship picture.

I got to the center later than normal since I knew my match was going to be later. Clark and I went over a few things that he thought I could see from Lindsey. "She will try to keep you in a corner to work you over, then pin you in the middle of the mat. Stay close to the ropes and try to get your shoulders up by the 1 count, and then you can't get screwed by a fast three count." 

I nodded as I put on my wrestling boots and mask. Clark left the locker room and found his normal seat near the ring. I followed the usher towards the curtain. It was time. It got quiet as I heard the sound of my Rocket Blast off. The P.A. announcer called out my name, "Coming to the ring, with a shot to win a title match, with a record of 2-1: ROB THE ROCKET!"

People went nuts as I ran out from behind the curtain. I climbed the step and stood on the ring apron. I played up the crowd. I needed them behind me tonight. I climbed through the ropes and stood on the turnbuckle and pointed at Ms. Wallace. "I'm coming for the title!" I screamed. Ms. Wallace gave a little smirk. I climbed down as my music faded. The announcer came back on the speakers "RETURN FOR THE FIRST TIME IN ELEVEN MONTHS, WITH A RECORD OF 9-2! LUCKY LINDSEY!!!!"

The fans went nuts. This could not be good. Lindsey stepped out and she was breathtaking. She had a green mask on with shamrocks on the top. She had straight brunette hair sticking out her mask. She had a beautiful body. She had a flat, firm stomach. You could definitely see her abs. They were topped off with teardrop 34Ds. She had crystal blue eyes and a gorgeous mouth. Her legs were long and athletic. She was definitely defined and had some muscles. I knew that I was in for a hell of a match. 

She climbed in the ring and for the first time, didn't say a word to me. I stood there and tried to look tough. We shook hands in the center of the ring as the ref went over the rules. She was coming off as a silent assassin. My thoughts were interrupted by the bell. I started out of my corner as Lindsey started was already to the center of the ring. I grabbed at Lindsey's head and twisted her quickly into a headlock. I tightened my hold on her head. Lindsey grabbed at my arm trying to get out. I gave her another burst of pressure.




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Lindsey wrapped her arm around my waist and pushed me toward the ropes. My chest hit the ropes and Lindsey used her momentum to suplex me over her head. I landed hard on my back. I turned immediately to my stomach just like Clark and I had practice to make it more difficult for a pin. Lindsey stood over my back and drove her knee into my shoulder. I screamed out in pain. She did it again. My shoulder was on fire already and it was only two knee drops. Lindsey knew what she was doing. She picked me up by my hair and threw me into the corner. I turned to stop myself but still hit the turn buckle harder than I would have liked. Lindsey followed it up with a elbow straight to my gut. I doubled over. I needed a break. I had to stop the action for a second. Lindsey grabbed the back of my hair and pushed me back towards the corner. 

She pushed me against the turnbuckle and backhanded me across the chest. My chest had a small red hand print on it. Lindsey let me walk towards the center of the ring when Lindsey came running off the ropes and bulldogged me to the ground. My face bounce off the mat and started to see stars. Lindsey grabbed my wrist and locked in a tight wrist lock. I felt more pain run up the side of my arm. This was turning into a squash match. Lindsey allowed me to get to my feet but continued to twist my wrist. Lindsey quickly brought her leg up to try to kick me in the gut, but I caught a break as I saw the kick coming! I grabbed her leg and swept out her other leg causing her to fall to the mat hard. I spread her legs and drove my elbow into her knee.

Lindsey finally screamed out. I stood up and drove another elbow into her knee. Laid on her thigh and started to twist the bottom part of her leg. Lindsey screamed out more. She was definitely feeling the pain. I pushed my other hand and found Lindsey's pussy. It was soft but barely wet. I searched hard to find Lindsey's clit. I finally found it and pushed my thumb hard against it. Lindsey let out a small yelp. Her knee was twisted hard and her clit was now getting rubbed. Lindsey was struggling a little. She was in a tough spot. I started to focus a little more to Lindsey's pussy. I didn't twist the knee as much, just enough to hold her down. I started to rub her clit a little harder. I pushed a finger back in and she was getting wetter. Lindsey started to try to slide away from me. She pushed her ass closer to the ropes. I followed her, I had to keep on her pussy.

Lindsey slid again, getting closer to the ropes. I was sure that I didn't want to give Lindsey leverage with the ropes to get away with me on the ground. I stood up and let up the pressure. Lindsey grabbed her pussy when I gave way to thumbing her clit. I grabbed both of Lindsey's legs and tried to lock her into the start of the Texas Cloverleaf. She blocked it. I leaned down and tried to intertwine my arms through her legs. She blocked it again. I was starting to get frustrated. I let go of her legs and let Lindsey get back to her feet. I wanted to see what damage I had done. Lindsey was unquestionably favoring her one leg. I quickly grabbed Lindsey and threw her into the ropes. I bounced off the other side and clotheslined Lindsey to the ground. Lindsey flew back and landed hard on her back. She grabbed her chest and rolled around in pain. I dropped to the mat and locked in my hands under Lindsey's chin. I put my body weight on Lindsey's back and pulled back. Lindsey let out a muffled scream. She was in intense pain. Her neck had to be on fire. The ref fell to the floor and asked Lindsey if she wanted to submit. Lindsey gave a small "no!" This made me pull back even harder. Lindsey screamed out. "Submit Bitch!" I screamed at Lindsey.

Lindsey wildly waved her arm wildly. I'm not sure if Lindsey was meaning to submit to my hold, but that's how the ref took it. He called for the bell and pulled me off Lindsey's back. I walked back in my corner with a smug look on my face. Lindsey dominated the first half of the fall, but I won the second half. 

I sat back, hungry for another shot at Lindsey. All I had to do was get her to cum now. This might be easier than I thought. Maybe Lindsey's skills had faded. The bell rang to start the second fall. Lindsey looked angry but still didn't say anything. I drove in and locked in a waist lock. I picked up Lindsey and drove her hard down to the mat. Lindsey let out a loud grunt. She was on the ropes. I needed to start the sex attack immediately.

I grabbed Lindsey's legs and spread them wide. I ran my fingers up Lindsey's legs and brushed over her pussy. Lindsey shuttered. I kneeled down next to Lindsey and took one of her firm breasts into my mouth. I started to lick and suck her nipple as I worked my fingers around Lindsey's pussy. She was starting to squirm. I finally pushed my fingers against Lindsey's clit again. She tried to jump as I held her body down. I worked that clit hard and fast. Lindsey started to pant. It was having the right affect on her. I was going to win this match easily. I was working Lindsey's nipple with my mouth and working her close to orgasm when I felt Lindsey drive her elbow into the back of my head. Two more shots to the head. I had to stop fingering Lindsey and grab my head. Lindsey grabbed her pussy and laid on the ground. Damn it! I was so close. Now I had a massive headache and was slightly dizzy. Lindsey climbed to her feet as I did the same.

She was in a sex coma and I was trying to get my bearings. Lindsey tied up with me in the center of the ring. Lindsey twisted herself around and took out my legs with a side Russian leg sweep. Lindsey grabbed both of my legs. She was tried to turn me over into a Boston Crab, but I refused to turn. What Lindsey did next completely shocked me. She spread my legs and flipped herself onto my chest. She did a full front flip with her ass landing hard on my chest. All air and energy left my body. I let out a loud gasp. I knew she was athletic and flexible but this was impressive. Her feet landed ring above my shoulders. She spread her legs out and squeezed my head in a tight head scissors! Holy Shit! It felt like she was going to pop my eyes out of my head. I was in immense pain. I could barely hear anything thing. I felt a pulse come through the mat. Then a second. I was so worried about the head scissor I didn't realize that Lindsey had my shoulders pin. I tried to buck my shoulders up, but Lindsey had her whole body weight on my chest.

I felt the third pulse come on the mat. Lindsey released my head. My ears were ringing. Lindsey walked sexily back to her corner, swaying her hips. Damn. I had been pinned for the first time in the Sex Wrestling League. I was an orgasm away for losing my title shot. I had to bring it all together.

I stood up and walked over to my corner. I looked down at Clark, he was starting to get nervous. I tried to look confident, but if Lindsey mounted me, she'd fuck the cum out of me easily. She was so sexy. Lindsey looked across the ring and finally said something to me. "Needed to get those first two falls out of the way. Now Rob, why don't you just jerk off and cum in the ring so I don't have to milk it out of you!" She smiled at me.

"Just wait Lindsey, I'm going to make that pussy cum so hard, you'll have to retire for a while again!" I shouted back.

"You don't know what you are dealing with. I will have you cumming within a few minutes. Don't worry you won't be having a title match anytime soon!" She said as she strutted towards me after the bell rang. 

I had to be on my toes. Lindsey was so sexy. She smiled and cupped her beautiful tits. "You want these don't you?"

I tried to tie up with Lindsey, but she would break the hold and scamper away. She was waiting for something. For me to make a mistake. I walked towards Lindsey, pushing her towards the corner. She turned to the crowd and said "Oh no, I'm trapped! What's a girl to do???" with a smile.

I tied up with her in the corner and quickly drove my knee into her stomach. Lindsey doubled over. I grabbed her head and slammed it against the turnbuckle. Lindsey was perfectly bent over. I thought about fucking her right then and there but I felt like this was a trap. I grabbed her arm and threw her as hard as I could into the other corner. Lindsey went flying into the other corner and landed hard against the turnbuckle. She hit and slumped into the corner. She was slouching in the corner with her legs spread. I walked over and got to my knees and slowly slid my tongue back up Lindsey's leg. I went immediately for her pussy. She tasted so good. I licked up and down her wet slit. Lindsey's body shuttered as my tongue met her clit. Lindsey had nowhere to go. Lindsey moaned out. She was a sucker for getting her pussy ate. Lindsey grabbed at the back of my mask. She moaned loudly as she tried to pull me off. 

I remembered that Ashley loved when I started to hum on her pussy. I started slowly, letting out a low moan against her pussy. Lindsey reached up and grabbed the middle rope and tried to pull herself up. I followed Lindsey's pussy. I keep licking and humming on her pussy. Finally I had her pushed up against the ropes kneeling in front of her licking her pussy quicker. She was almost finished. Lindsey quickly stopped me by bucking her knee into my chest. I don't think she meant to do it but was a reaction to me eating her pussy. I fell back enough for Lindsey to leap frog over me and get behind me. She grabbed my wrist and locked it behind me.

Her other hand ran down my chest and found my dick. Lindsey started to jerk my dick quickly. I was getting rock hard quickly. I moaned out but grabbed Lindsey's hand to stop her from jerking me. She had gotten the right effect out of my dick. Lindsey pulled me up and I stood up as well. Lindsey had me locked in by the wrist. It was Lindsey's turn to throw me into the turnbuckle. My back slammed into the turnbuckle hard. Lindsey followed in with her shoulder right into my gut. Then again. She kept ramming her shoulder into my stomach. I finally slouched into the corner. Lindsey pushed me to the ground. My head was against the second turnbuckle.

Lindsey pushed her ass into my face smoothing me. Lindsey slipped one leg through the second and third rope, then her other leg. Her pussy was straight in my face. Lindsey then bent over and started to suck my dick upside down. I was in heave. I almost came the second my dick entered into Lindsey's mouth. Lindsey's pussy was straight in my face. I thought that she was trying to distract me so I didn't focus as hard at not cumming. She was putting herself in danger in order to take me out. I had to go for it. I slide my tongue ring down to Lindsey's clit. She let out a soft moan against the side of my dick. Oh god did that feel good.

We were locked in an intense 69 against the turnbuckle. I licked harder and harder at Lindsey's pussy. Lindsey's mouth was milking my dick into submission. She was starting to swirl her tongue around the ridge of my dick head. I was in heaven. I was working my tongue harder against her clit, rubbing my nose and mouth into her pussy. I was definitely having an effect on Lindsey, but could I last long enough against Lindsey's mouth. Lindsey tried to help answer that question as she opened her mouth and deep throated my dick. She started to milk my whole dick with her mouth. She used one hand to hold herself up and the other to squeeze my balls. "Ohhhh fuck!" I moan. I felt my cum brewing in my balls.

I started to hum into Lindsey's pussy. I hummed as hard as I could against her clit. You could hear her starting to moan and pant. I was breathing hard myself. I was so close to cumming. My balls just wanted to pump a huge load into Lindsey's hungry mouth. The ref was asking both of us if we were cumming. Neither one of us had given yet. Lindsey's pussy was getting wetter and wetter. I had to be leaking a ton of pre cum. She was in her groove. I could barely hang on.

I worked that pussy as fast as I could as Lindsey attacked my cock like she was starved for sex. I hummed hard into Lindsey's pussy. I felt her hips start to buck as she moaned out. Lindsey grabbed my dick and jerked it hard and fast. I moaned harder in her pussy as my balls tightened up. I bucked my hip as Lindsey bucked. I closed my eyes but didn't stopped. I felt my dick shake as my mind went blank as I came hard to Lindsey hand. 

I pumped rope after rope of cum onto the mat. I had lost. My chin was dripping. Lindsey fell to the ground and was writhing on the mat. I looked to the ref. Lindsey had came! But did she come before or after me? It was close. The ref helped Lindsey up as she was shaking as she stood. Did I win? The ref had us stand in the middle of the ring. Lindsey's juices were all over me. The ref leaned down and said something to the announcer. The announcer asked, "Are you sure?" and the ref shook his head. 

The P.A. announcer came on, "Ladies and Gentlemen, The winner came just before the other competitor. The Winner of this match:............................................................ The announcer paused. ROB THE ROCKET!!!!!"

The ref raised my hand high in the air. Lindsey was sobbing. She was so close. I felt slightly bad for her. I celebrated by standing on the turnbuckles, playing up the crowd. Lindsey slid out of the ring and walked back to curtain. I was going to have a title match. Clark was whistling and clapping loudly. I smiled down at Ms. Wallace. "Bring on the Little Terror!" I shouted.

Mr. Bartlett came to the ring and told the crowd that my next match would be for the championship! "He has proven that he is one of the best future stars her in this league!" Mr. Bartlett screamed to a large pop. I was pumped. I walked back to the locker room flying high.

I went back and started changing in the locker room. I had my mask off when there was a small knock on the door. It must be Clark. I opened the door to find Lindsey standing there, no longer wearing her mask. She was unbelievable. She was wearing a green silk robe. Her hair pulled back in a pony tail. "I wanted to tell you congratulations" She said as she held out her hand. "My clit is extremely sensitive. I was impressed that you just kept going after that. Most guys just try to fuck me. I can take that for a while but what you did today that was amazing. Listen, if you ever want to practice with a woman, give me a call." She said with a smile. "I'd love to fuck you as well. I'm sad I didn't get a chance in the ring." She winked at me and walked away shaking her ass.

I was shocked. Lindsey had fought me to the bitter end and now she was coming onto me. There had to be an angle. I didn't have time to worry about that. I had to start getting ready for my title match. 

A few minutes later, Clark came in and explained what happened. Apparently, just before I came, Lindsey had let out a moan and started to cum hard. As she shook from her orgasm I came hard. She came literally a second or two before me. "That was the craziest match I have ever seen." Clark exclaimed. "We got to start training tomorrow for your title match. The Little Terror is undefeated for a reason. She is going to be tough. But I think you can beat her!" 

I smiled an exhausted smile at him. "What's the Little Terror's real name?" I asked Clark.

"Tiffany." He said.

My jaw dropped. The small girl who I underestimated was going to be my next opponent. I had no idea what to expect from her. Maybe I did need to take up Lindsey on her offer. 

"Tiffany" I said softly.

Clark looked at me puzzled, "Do you know who she is?"

"I've ran into her a few times. I'll be ready for her." I said confidently.

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The Sex Wrestling League Ch. 05



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Sleep didn't come easy after I was named the number one contender for The Little Terror's title. I spent a lot of the night trying to envision what our match would be like. She was so small and petite. She couldn't have a lot of strength. She had to be extremely flexible. I talked to myself for hours that night. By the time morning came, I felt that I had Tiffany's game plan all figured out. I felt confident as I called up Clark to find out when we would start training.

There was no answer to my call to Clark, so I left him a message, "Hey man, give me a call when you get a chance! I really want to get to training. Alright I'll be around all day."

I was wound up. I had to do something, or call someone. I looked back at my mirror. There was the note from Victoria. It made my blood boil. I wanted to have that match back. If I would have attacked her, like I did Kaitlyn then I know I could have won. Instead, if I did win the title, Victoria would be able to claim that she beat me. I would probably have to give her the first title shot. 

I haven't even won the title, I told myself. Focus on the present, worry about the future later. There was a small knock on the door. I saw Sean through the window. He never looked very happy these days. His record had gotten worse and was told he would rarely be scheduled for another match. I opened the door, "What's up Sean?" 

"Not a whole lot. I just wanted to talk to you about your upcoming match against Tiffany. I hope you aren't overlooking her." He said as he stepped in and sat down at my table. I brought him some water as I sat down next to him.

I looked at him with some concern. He could definitely tell I was worried about him. "Dude, don't look at me that way. I know I haven't been doing well in the league but you are kicking ass. I feel like I'm living through your matches." 

I smiled at him slightly, "Alright, well tell me about Tiffany. You had a match against her?"

"Yeah, I did. And Rob, she is tough. She's fast, surprisingly stronger than you think, and she fucking ridiculous when it comes to a guy's dick. She was really good at getting me off. Hell, she's really good at getting most guys off. That's why she's the champ." Sean said.

"Does she have any tendencies? How should I game plan for her?" I asked Sean. The confidence that I had earlier was really starting to fade. 

"Honestly, no. She's good. Real good. She is so small that it makes it difficult to attack her. I think that I only got in three or four good shots at her." Sean said with some concern. "I feel like you can beat her." 

Sean looked up to me. This had been our dreams, but I was the only one having success with in the league. I felt bad for him. After my match with Tiffany, I had to figure out a way to get Sean some more matches. 

"What type of move did she beat you with Sean?" I asked him trying to get a better judge on the move set that Tiffany used. 

"Well, She got me in a submission hold where she put a lot of pressure on my back. I had to tap out. After that, she gave me a blowjob to get me hard, the put me to the mat and fucked me until I came. It didn't last long. She knows exactly what she's doing. She's that tough." Sean said looking down at the table. 

Sean and I talked for a little while longer. I was debating in my head to tell him about Ashley, but it wasn't serious yet, so I figured it was pointless to let him know that I was also sleeping with someone outside the league. Sean left with a promise to be at the match. He gave me one more vote of confidence in my match.

I finally got a hold of Clark. He set up my training for early that night. I was pumped, even though I was a little nervous. Tiffany was going to be tough, but if I really wanted to win training with Clark was the answer. 

I packed my gear quickly and drove over to the center. I entered into a large empty room with Clark standing in the middle of the ring. "Rob, do you know what it is going to be like going against an undefeated champion?" Clark said to me as I climbed into the ring.

"She is going to give you all you can handle. You have shown that you can handle a lot and I think you do have a chance against her, but don't you dare underestimate what she is able to do." Clark said with a solemn look on his face. 

"Clark, I'm ready. I want to become the champion more than anything else. I want to give Tiffany her first loss. Not just for me, but for all the other guys who have lost to her." I said confidently again.

Clark decided that it would be best to work on getting out of submission holds and to apply them. I was getting better by the week at using my body weight to flip out of a submission hold. Clark also worked on my pain tolerance. It was probably the most painful training session I have had since I started. Clark was really kicking my ass.

Clark had me locked in a figure four leg lock. I was screaming in pain, but had to focus. I knew that if I could flip him over, that could open him up to the Texas Cloverleaf. I rocked back and forth on the ground. Clark was a lot stronger than some of the women I had been up against. Finally when I did get him flipped over, I hesitated at going for his legs for the Cloverleaf. Clark moved his legs quickly and swept out my legs from under me and twisted my ankle. 

"Don't hesitate!" Clark screamed. "You will lose quickly if you hesitate!"

I screamed and tapped on the mat to get Clark to break the hold. "Jesus Clark! That pain was extreme. I thought that this was just training???" I grabbed my ankle. 

"Tiffany won't care about how much pain you are in. She just wants to win." Clark reminded me. He was right. I was sure that Tiffany was not going to take it easy on me. 

Clark and I trained for about another hour. "Be sure to get some rest tonight, the rest of the week we are going to train just as hard." Clark reminded me as I pack my gym bag.

He was right. The rest of the week kicked my ass. I was meaning to call Ashley, but never got around to it. I was just that tired. It was strange though, she never called me either. I brush those thoughts to the side. I figured that she must be busy as well. 

Clark and I trained hard all week. Clark started to teach me some new moves, mainly because he told me that I was getting a little too predictable. "Tiffany knows that you will be going for a submission for that part of the match. You need to be able to pin her as well."

"Isn't that the easy part?" I asked Clark, a little caught off guard. I thought all you need to do is to cover them.

Clark shot me a very serious look. "That shit never really works. Your pins must practically neutralize Tiffany. Rob, do you understand what you are going against? This girl will eat you alive if you are not a complete wrestler."

"Yea, I know Clark. She's going to be tough, but that tough?" 

"Yes that tough. She's undefeated. That never happens! For the years this league has been running, they have never had an undefeated champ. Most wrestlers accumulate one or two losses early on in their career. They are getting to learn the ropes, how matches are called, how to attack and so on. Tiffany has never lost. Every time we get a new guy who might have a shot at knocking her off, he loses. Don't just be another guy Rob." 

That really hit home. Clark was serious about this match. I guess I needed to set up even more. For the next few hours, Clark taught me all sorts of different pinning combinations. I thought that just maybe, if I could land an early pinfall, Tiffany would be thrown off her game. 

The night before the match, I could barely sleep. Sean called and wished me good luck and assured me that he would be at the match. "Dude, if you become champion, we are throwing the biggest party ever!"

"Sean, relax. I got to make sure I win the match first." Sean was always thinking about after the difficult part. I guess he expected things to come easy to him. Maybe that's why he's failed at this. I felt some pity for him again, but this time brushed it off. It was time to focus only on Tiffany.

I was surprised on how well I slept the night before the biggest match of my career. No waking up in the middle of the night or struggling to fall asleep. I guess I had now accepted what I was doing on a weekly basis. By noon I was ready to go. I was about to leave, when the phone rang.

"Hello?"

"Hey Rob, it's Ashley! What are you doing tonight?" 

Damnit. She called today. I cursed myself for picking up the phone right before leaving.

"I'm sorry Ashley, I have plans tonight. What about tomorrow?" I tried not to sound annoyed.

"What are your plans tonight? Are you competing in that thing you were telling me about? Could I come and support you?" Ashley asked 

"No, I'm just got a few things to take care of." I lied. "Seriously, I was just about to walk out the door when you called. I promise I'll see you tomorrow night."

"That's fine, Rob. Enjoy your night and I'll see you later." Ashley said.

"See ya later!" I quickly responded and hung up the phone. I didn't like lying to Ashley, but what could I have told her? 

As I drove to the center, I felt horrible for lying to Ashley. I told myself that I would make it up to her tomorrow. I'd take her out someplace nice. As I pulled into the parking area, I told myself to focus again. Damn, I could not keep my mind on Tiffany.

Clark greeted me at the door, "This is it. What we've been training for. I want to show you something." Clark took me by the hand and led me into a room right across from the locker room. Inside were 14 different guys all clapping for me?

Clark stood next to me and said, "These are some of the guys Tiffany has defeated. Each one wants to wish you good luck tonight Rob." One by one, each guy came up to me and shook my hand saying "Good Luck" or "Kick her ass, man".

I looked at each one, I was no different than them. Nothing made me special or exceptional. This worried me. Was I just going to become a statistic? I walked out of the room and straight into the locker room. My mind was racing. Now I was doubting myself. 

Clark came after a few minutes. "Rob, I hope you understand the point of that."

"Not really Clark, all I'm doing is doubting myself. I'm no different than each of those guys who lost to Tiffany." I snapped at him.

"Yes you are. Remember Rob, I've trained most of those guys in that room. They don't have the desire you do. They never worked their ass off for each match. That's why you are different." Clark said calming me down.

"I'm sorry man. I just am nervous. Been letting stupid shit distract me. " I admitted to Clark.

"Don't worry man. Once you hit that ring, you'll be fine." Clark reassured me.

He left me alone with my thoughts after that. I felt that I was ready for the match of my career. I was going to finish off Tiffany not just for myself but for everyone. I was going to be champion!

I changed into my mask and stripped naked. I stretched out for a while, waiting for my time. Finally came the knock on the door. "Time to go, Rocket!" the worked yelled into the locker room. I gave myself one last look in the mirror. I was ready.

I walked to the entrance. My music blared from the loud speakers. The rocket blasted off. Instead of taking off through the curtain I walked out and started to play the crowd. I tried to pump them up as best as I could. When I got to the ring, I climbed on one of the turnbuckle and posed for the crowd. This received a solid cheer from the crowd. I looked down into the crowd and my jaw dropped. Ashley was sitting in the front row! 

I walked back into my corner and kept glancing over to Ashley. That couldn't be her! I told myself, but it was. What the hell was she doing her? She must have followed my car here. My thoughts were interrupted by Tiffany's music.

"Coming to the Ring, The SWL Undefeated, Undisputed Champion: THE LITTLE TERROR TIFFANY!!!!!!!"

The crowd went nuts. Tiffany stepped out through the curtain and holy shit. I had seen her only with her clothes on, but she was incredibly sexy. She had on a pink and black mask on that her now auburn hair stuck out. She has very small size B breasts. Her legs were slim but looked strong. She had almost not an ounce of fat on her, but she wasn't ridiculously skinny. Her pussy was shaved to a small V. She was so unbelievably cute. She carried a gold belt with her that looked almost too big for her. She climbed into the ring and held the belt up for the crowd. The place went crazy. Well, we know who they were supporting. She handed the belt to the referee and looked at me. Her eyes were piercing. 

The ref called us both to the center of the ring. "Hey Rob." Tiffany said in a soft sweet voice. "Glad to see we get to have a match together." 

Was she messing with me? "Ready for your first loss Tiffany?" I said back to her with a cocky smile on my face.

"Well, history would say otherwise Rob, but good luck to you. I'm looking forward to our match with you." She smiled and winked at me. Walking back to her corner her ass shook just a little. Damn that was cute too!

I walked back to my corner. I saw Sean and Clark sitting next to each other, with Ashley sitting a few chairs down. What the hell was happening? My attention was brought back to the ring at the sound of the bell. 

I slowly walked out of my corner and started to circle Tiffany. My cock was already a little hard just looking at her. She smiled at that, knowing that she had already landed the first blow without even touching me. I dove in, trying to tie up with Tiffany, but she slipped under my arm and wrapped her arms around my waist. Quickly she pushed her legs out to the side and flipped me over her hip. My shoulders hit the ground first followed by the rest of my back. 

Tiffany didn't waste any time. She jumped on me and locked in a tight head lock. Her arms weren't as long as some of the other wrestlers, which gave her a tighter grip. I tried to get out, but Tiffany had the headlock clinched in. I wrapped one arm around Tiffany and lifted under Tiffany's legs. I lifted Tiffany as high as I could in the air and fell back. This definitely caught Tiffany off guard. As she fell to the ground she released the headlock. I dropped her hard onto her back. She cried out. I scrambled to my feet and picked Tiffany up by her mask. 

I made sure that this time she couldn't slip from my grip. I grabbed her arm and whipped Tiffany into the ropes. She was so small that I got as much force as I could behind her. She bounced off the ropes and came running back at me. I crouched down to ready to catch Tiffany off the ropes. She came running right into my arms. I lifted Tiffany up and body slammed her down to the mat. 

I couldn't believe the position I was in! I wasn't just winning the match, I was definitely controlling it. Tiffany lay on the ground, grabbing the small of her back. I felt that this would be a great time to go for a submission move. I grabbed Tiffany's legs, hooking her ankles under my arms. She would be expecting the Texas Cloverleaf. I needed something different! I twisted Tiffany quickly into a Boston Crab. I squatted down as I pulled her legs back.

Surprisingly, Tiffany didn't make a sound. I pulled back tighter, but Tiffany just laid there trying to grab my ankle. She was shockingly flexible. A move that would drive almost everyone else to the point of passing out from pain, was being tolerated by Tiffany. No wonder she was the champ.

"Ask her if she submits!" I screamed at the ref.

The ref got down to Tiffany's face, "Do you give Tiffany? Do you submit??"

Tiffany, though slightly out of breathe, softly moaned, "Not yet!"

I was in a tough position. I had a hold locked in, but Tiffany wasn't going to submit to the pain, if she was feeling any pain at all? But if I let her go, I'd be giving up the advantage. I had to make a quick decision. I released one of her legs, but kept the other leg locked under my arm.

"Well Tiffany, if you won't submit, maybe you'll cum for me." I said with a smirk. I ran my hand right down her thigh. I lightly brushed my fingers against her pussy and she lurched just a bit. Her pussy was definitely sensitive! I guided my thumb right to her clit and started to rub it in a soft circle. I pushed my two middle fingers into Tiffany's pussy. Finally, Tiffany let out a soft yelp and a moan. 

I started out slowly, trying to build Tiffany up to climax. Tiffany's pussy was definitely wet and only getting wetter as my fingers worked in and out of her. Tiffany laid on her stomach moaning out more and more. "Ohhhh god..." She moaned softly. "That's it Rob, finger my pussy. Get me soaked baby." 

Tiffany was actually encouraging me to finger her faster, almost like she wanted to cum. I quicken the pace of my fingers. Tiffany was now moaning loud enough that everyone could hear her. The crowd was silent. They couldn't believe that Tiffany was getting close to cumming. Tiffany was squirming all over the mat. 

"Please Rob! Faster! Finger fuck my pussy faster Rob!" Tiffany moaned out. 

This was starting to freak me out, but if that is what she wanted, then that was what she was going to get. Tiffany started to squirm even more. Tiffany's pussy was soaked, she had to be close to cumming. I started to pay more attention to her clit. Pushing hard on it with my thumb, Tiffany let out a long moan.

"Oh fuck, Rob! Please....No...." Tiffany moaned. 

I had an idea, I twisted Tiffany back over. I slid her leg further down under my arm. Locking one arm under her knee cap, I pushed her leg to her chest. Damn she looked sexy. I was still rubbing her pussy and her clit. Tiffany put her hand on my chest. "Do it Rob. Fuck me till I cum!"

I debated my options. I was firmly ahead and Tiffany had been primed to cum. I was already hard for her. Fingering her pussy had taken its toll on me too. I wanted nothing more than to fuck the Girl Next Door. 

I was ready to fuck the shit out of Tiffany. I was about to push my dick deep inside Tiffany, when I looked up and made eye contact with Ashley. It made me hesitate for just a second. Why was Ashley here? Would she be pissed at me if I fucked Tiffany in the middle of the ring?

As I doubted myself, Tiffany had position her feet in the center of my chest and pushed me back. I went falling straight to my back. As close as she was to cumming, Tiffany sprung to life. She dove right onto me driving her elbow into my stomach. She stood up and did it again. I grabbed my stomach, hurting like hell. Losing focus for only a moment had completely turned the tide of the match. Tiffany stood over me, smirking. "Should have fucked me when you had the chance. Now you're finished." 

Tiffany wrapped her legs around my head and started squeezing. My breathing was starting to get short. Her legs were short, but damn were they powerful. The pain was unbearable. All I could think about was Victoria making me pass out from a head scissors. I could see the referee asking me if I wanted to submit, but I couldn't hear a word he was saying. I couldn't afford to get knocked out. Tiffany would have an easy time making me cum. I had to make a quick choice. I grabbed at Tiffany's legs but she had her ankles locked. That was it. I knew what I had to do.

I slapped the mat as hard as I could. I submitted to Tiffany. She released her head scissors and I could hear again. Tiffany smiled and licked her lips as I slowly got up. "Now it's time for the fun part for me. The question is how long you'll last with me. I give you maybe ten more minutes."

I glared at her. She was showing that the cute and innocent side was an act. She had this serious competitor inside her. I walked back into my corner. I looked down at Clark and Sean, they both looked worried. Tiffany had showed how easy and quick she could turn the tides against any guy. 




The Sex Wrestling League Ch. 05



The bell rang for the second round. Tiffany walked to the center of the ring with a sexy confident smile. She knew she was ahead and all she needed was an orgasm from me. I was much more guarded. "Oh come on Rob, we both know how this is going to end."

I was starting to get pissed. She was too confident. I grabbed Tiffany and locked up with her. I turned quickly and secured a headlock on Tiffany. I twisted Tiffany's head hard. No way was I going to give up against her. 

Instead of trying to push my arms away from her head, Tiffany showed why she was the champ. She immediately grabbed my cock and started stroking my dick. Her hands felt amazing on my dick. Soft, yet holding my dick firm. I decided to change my tactic. I let go of Tiffany's head and grabbed her arm, throwing Tiffany into the ropes. I followed Tiffany into the ropes. As Tiffany turned, I lifted my knee into her stomach flipping her to the mat. 

Tiffany hit the mat hard. Tiffany rolled to her back to prevent me from locking in the Texas Cloverleaf again. I immediately sat on Tiffany's back. She had no where to go. I put all my weight on the small of her back. She struggled and squirmed trying to get out. I reached around and started to squeeze her small tits.

"Mmmmm those feel great Tiffany. I normally don't like small titted girls, but yours are nice." I smiled as she struggled to grab my hands. She left her chin wide open. I let go of her tits, but locked my hands right under her chin. It wasn't exactly the perfect camel clutch, but Clark said I needed to keep Tiffany on her toes. Her screams of pain were muffled as I pull back on her chin. I pulled back harder keeping my weight on the small of Tiffany's back. 

I was winning. I was close. Tiffany had no way of getting out. She knew it! She started to get frantic. She knew that it was over for her. Tiffany started to slap the mat hard. She was in too much pain. I had done it! She submitted. I was just an orgasm away from the title! I let up and climbed back to my corner. I looked at Tiffany, she was hurting. I was pumped up. I wanted to make her cum. I wanted to make her cum so hard that she screamed out for everyone to hear.

It was down to the orgasm. The third and final round. Tiffany was trying to recover and the fire was burning in my eyes. The bell rang for round number three. There was no talking, no taunting; we knew the seriousness for the third round. 

Tiffany and I started to circle each other. We were both covered in sweat. Tiffany charged at me with full force. I stepped to the side, but Tiffany was quick with another elbow to my stomach. I doubled over in pain. Tiffany grabbed me by the back of the mask and guided my head to the turnbuckle. 

Tiffany slammed my head as hard as she could into the turnbuckle. I was dazed. She bounced up and slammed it again into the turnbuckle. Each time it seemed like the turnbuckle had even less padding than the time before. After about three or four more turnbuckle shots, Tiffany grabbed my arm and threw me into the other corner. My chest hit the top turnbuckle and sent me to the mat. 

My head was dazed and my chest was on fire. I thought Tiffany would immediately start to attack my dick. She rolled herself out of ring and walked to the turnbuckle. Tiffany grabbed my legs and pulled my legs down toward the ring post. She was going to slam my nuts into the ring post!! I grabbed the bottom rope to prevent Tiffany from pulling me a total crush of my nuts. 

After about thirty seconds Tiffany let go of my legs. I felt like I dodged a bullet. I pulled my legs back but couldn't. I looked down, Tiffany had tied my boots together around the ring post. I couldn't move. I was trapped. Tiffany climbed back into the ring smiling at what she had done. Tiffany leaned down and whispered into my ear. "I never lose Rob. Now let's see how long your dick can last against my mouth." Tiffany licked her lips as she kneed me in the chest. 

I grabbed my chest as the pain spread. This gave Tiffany the opening she needed. She planted her cute firm ass on my stomach and gave the crowd a wink. She lowered her head down onto my dick. I could feel her warm breath over the head of my dick.

As Tiffany took my cock into her mouth, I felt like I was in heaven. Tiffany's mouth was torture. She knew exactly what she was doing. She started out running her tongue from the base of my dick to the head. She circled the head of my dick with her tongue before dropping my entire dick down her throat. She had no problem deep throating me. 

She guided one hand down to my balls and started to squeeze them. Her other hand started to stroke me as her mouth milked my dick. I was fighting the building orgasm in my balls. Tiffany was really hitting her stride. She was sucking the head of my cock. She was flicking her tongue along the ridge of my dick. Her hand was working the shaft relentlessly. My cock couldn't take much more of this. I was in complete heaven but trying to fight it. Suddenly, the crowd erupted! I tried to look up but Tiffany's ass blocked my view. 

I felt a tug on my legs, but it wasn't coming from Tiffany. Someone was trying to untie my boots. Tiffany saw what was happening and increased her speed on my cock. She was amazing and I was on the brink of orgasm. I turned my head to try to see who was trying to help me. 

It was Sean!!! Sean had jumped over the guard rail and rushed over to help me. He was frantically trying to get my boots separated. Tiffany was working my cock harder. She lifted her head up and smiled back at me. "I know your weakness, Rob"

She turned herself around and sat straight down on my cock. I thought her mouth was great. Her pussy was absolutely ridiculous. Tiffany's pussy was warm and very soft. She slowly guided herself up and down taking my entire cock each time. "Sean hurry!" I screamed at him as I felt shivers run up my spine. Tiffany just smirked and continued to bounce on my dick. 

She leaned forward so her small perky tits were right in my face. She started to speed up her pace. Her hips were moving quicker and quicker. I felt my balls ready to burst. Tiffany knew I didn't have much longer. "Cum for me Rob. You know you want to. Just let your cock submit to my pussy." Her pussy gave me a strong squeeze.

I felt my entire body tighten up. Tiffany looked me straight in the eyes, "That's it Rob, give it to me!"

"Rob! You're free!" Sean screamed! 

My legs were free again. Tiffany gave my dick as tight squeeze as I pushed and flung her off me. I was so close to cumming. I tried to get to my feet, I had to get back in control.

As I stood up, Tiffany quickly swept my legs out from under me. I fell hard to my back and felt Tiffany's hand wrap around my shaft. She gave me a few strong firm tugs and started to suck the head of my cock.

"Oh fuck...no... You little bitch!!!" I moaned. I couldn't take it anymore.

Tiffany took my cock head out of her mouth as my balls tighten and I exploded in her hand. I pumped rope after rope of thick cum all over the mat. Tiffany stood up, wiping my cum off her hand on her leg.

The announcer boomed: "Winner, and still champion: THE LITTLE TERROR! TIFFANY!!!"

The crowd went nuts. I felt horrible. I couldn't believe that I lost. I felt cheated. I slowly rolled out of the ring and looked up back at the ring. Tiffany stood on the turnbuckle holding up her belt. She smile at me and mouthed "Maybe next time".

I stopped at Ashley and leaned close to her, "What the hell are you doing here?"

Ashley smiled at me, "Why don't you ask Clark?" 

I was confused as I walked into the locker room. Waiting for me was Clark and Sean. Neither one wanted to be the first one to talk. After a few minutes of silence I decided to ask Clark about Ashley. "Clark, that girl Ashley sitting in front row, who is she?"

Clark looked at me with a confused face "How do you know Ashley?"

"I've been semi dating her." I responded

"She's the female trainer in the wrestling league. She does what I do with the females." Clark said.

I was shocked. I thought that Ashley was just a bartender. That made sense about seeing Danielle in her complex. 

Finally Sean spoke up, "Rob, I'm so sorry that I couldn't get you untied quicker. I blew it for you."

I stopped him right there. "Sean, it wasn't your fault. Thanks for the help, that's what friends are for." 

Sean, Clark, and I sat there for a few minutes. The more I thought about the match, the angrier I became. Tiffany had to cheat to beat me. She knew that she couldn't just get the win, she had to neutralize me. I had to protest to someone.

I threw on a pair of shorts and a t-shirt. I charged down the hallway to find Mr. Bartlett or Ms. Wallace. Sean and Clark followed behind me. I found the two of them but before I could get a word out Ms. Wallace spoke.

"Ah, Rob, great I was about to come and talk to you. Stay in here Sean, you need to hear this too. Since Sean decided to get involve in tonight's match, he needs to be punished for his actions." 

I was outraged! "What do you mean? Tiffany cheated by tying my boots to the ring post!" I screamed.

Ms. Wallace tossed a book at me. "If someone would have held you there, yes that would have been cheating. But it's not Tiffany's fault you don't know how to tie your boots up. Find it in the rule book if you think differently." 

Ms. Wallace continued, "Since Sean wanted to be involved in your match so bad, your next match will be a tag team match with him. You two will be wrestling two of our female wrestlers. Two females that neither one of you have faced." 

She smile at me, "One last thing, Sean has been on a big losing streak. We have no need for losers here. If you two don't win the tag team match, Sean is banned from the league."

I looked at her defiantly. "Don't worry about that. We won't lose."

Ms. Wallace smirked, "I hope so. But it isn't just one pin and one orgasm. You need to get both girls pin or submitted and to have an orgasm. It is a nice little twist."

I nodded. "Don't worry Ms. Wallace. I'm confident for what you throw at us. And I will beat Tiffany some day!"

Ms. Wallace smiled, "You just lost to Tiffany. You won't be facing her for a while. You two need to worry about these two." Ms. Wallace handed Sean and I pictures of the two girls

The first girl was a black girl with dreadlocks. Her name was Jordan. She had nice 34c tits and a thick round ass. She looked like she was strong and athletic. Sean definitely wouldn't be able to handle her. Her pouty thick lips looked like they could suck a dick off within a few seconds.

The second girl was black haired girl named Sasha. She had perky 34b tits and a slim build. She looked like she was extremely flexible. Sean might have better luck with her. Sasha looked like she could be rough in bed. She looked like she liked to fuck and could ride a dick like a pro. She might actually give me trouble.

"Well good luck you two" Ms. Wallace said.

I felt confident that Sean and I could win, but I was worried that I would be carrying our team. We at least had a week of training with Clark, but I was worried that this could be Sean's last match. I also had to redeem myself. I still couldn't believe that I lost to Tiffany. Payback was going to be hell. I was going to do whatever to help Sean and I was sure as hell going to eventually be champion.



The Sex Wrestling League Ch. 06



Author's note: Sorry to all my readers that it took so long to get this story up. My life had a curveball thrown to it. I am now back to writing. I hope you all enjoy this story! Thanks for the support and comments! Please keep them coming! 

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After my loss to Tiffany, I really wanted to be left alone. I knew I had the tag team match at the end of the week, but my heart just wasn't in it. Sean was a different story. Sean had blown up my phone with three calls and five text messages to see if I wanted to start training today. The answer was no. I needed to be alone. I needed to get out of my place. I knew that I had to do some sort of exercise. I did have a gym membership so I decided that I could just throw on some music and lift some weights. As I walked in, the place was packed. It was loud and definitely not what I was looking for. I was about to walk out when I noticed a yoga class starting. I had taken yoga a few times during college, but that was mainly to meet girls. I wanted quiet and yoga was definitely quiet.

I rented a mat from the desk and followed the class inside. There were probably about fifteen to twenty people in the room. I found a spot in the back of the class and rolled out my mat. The instructor told us to start out with ten minutes of meditation. As I sat there and closed my eyes, all my matches and experience came forward. 

Ashley was the first. How the hell was she one of the trainers? She was a bartender. I mean how did she get involved in the wrestling league? Was she feeding information to the girls that I went up against? Was she plotting against me from the beginning or did she actually stay neutral? Could I trust her? She seemed to genuinely like me. But was that an act?

Tiffany was next. Something didn't add up. At first it seemed like she didn't want to be the champion, but she was extremely good at what she did. How did someone so sweet and innocent get involved in something like the sex wrestling league? Would I ever get another chance for the title match against her?

Lindsey came up after Tiffany. Was she for real about training me? Was she going to try to mess with my career? I realized that my major problem was that I didn't know who I could trust and who I couldn't. The only people who had been in my corner from the start had been Sean and Clark. The three of us were going to have to form a bond to keep us together as times get tough. Sean was about to get kicked out of the league if we didn't win our tag match and I felt like I was losing respect from the rest of the league. 

Sean was the next person who came to my mind. We had to win this next match. He was the one who introduced me to the sex wrestling league. I felt bad for him. Sean had worked hard in everything he did. Nothing came natural to him. He was about to be told that he was not good enough to compete in a league. I had done fairly well in all of my matches. If I won the tag match, it would still make Sean feel like shit because he needed his friend to win a match to even keep him in the league. It was a lose/lose position. 

The instructor brought us back to the room and ended the meditation session. She was a woman in her fifties with long grey hair. "Today, our goal is to find balance within ourselves". 

She continued, "Balance is something that some people are born with, please go into tree pose." 

We all stood on a single leg with our arms spread out to our sides. I struggled for a while until I found my balance. I definitely felt like everyone was staring at the guy struggling with a basic yoga pose. I watched most of the girls in the class have no problems finding their balance. I worked harder to center myself. I would be damned if I would let another woman show me up again. And that's when it clicked for me, my work effort. That's what was going to set me apart from the rest of the league. I knew from here on out, I was going to train harder than any other guy in the league. I also thought back to Lindsey's offer to train me. Maybe I should take her up on her offer. I could use a different perspective. 

As the yoga class ended, I thanked the teacher for letting me be a part of the class and started to walk through the gym. In the corner, I saw three girls lifting weights. The one girl, who if I heard right was named Katie, looked like she could kick some serious ass. She was built like a Greek Goddess with muscles. She would be a very difficult challenge for any guy in the league. I looked at her and smiled, that would be my goal. To be able to handle a girl that looked like "Katie".

After I changed out of my clothes I checked my cell phone. Clark and Sean had blown up my phone. I think they had filled up my voicemail, wondering where I was. I sent a text to both of them, "Needed to be alone for a day, ready to train tomorrow."

After thinking long and hard for a minute, I dialed Lindsey's number. 

"Hello?"

"Hey Lindsey, it's Rob. Is the offer to train with you still on the table?"

"Hey Rob. Yeah it is. I heard about your last match. I'm sorry you lost. How about we get a cup of coffee and talk?" 

"Sure Lindsey. Can we meet in about 45 minutes?"

"Yeah, you know the coffee house off of Liberty? I'll see ya there."

I hopped into my car and drove over to the coffee house. There was Lindsey waiting for me. She had already picked up her coffee. She was dressed in a pair of shorts and a t-shirt. Her brown hair was pulled back in a pony tail. She still had some of the most beautiful blue eyes I have ever seen. She smiled as I sat down.

Lindsey seemed friendly enough, "I'm shocked you called me. I figured that you didn't want anything to do with me." She smirked when she said this.

"Yea well, after our match. I was focused on trying to win the championship. Plus, I don't really know if I can trust you. How do I know that you aren't trying to screw me over?" 

Lindsey laughed, "How can you trust me? You can't. I'll tell you this though. I know what goes on behind the scenes at that place. Plus, it would benefit me more the better you do in this league. If you ever do get to the top, I do expect a rematch. You beat me by a second."

It was an odd answer, but I felt that it was honest. I decided I wanted to know more. "Why did you take so long of a break from the league?"

Lindsey's smile faded. "As you know, I was once the champion. But I lost so bad in one of my title defenses that Ms. Wallace went off on me. She tried to assault me and was verbally abusive. I decided that I didn't want to do this anymore. I had a few more matches, but my heart wasn't in it anymore. It was actually Mr. Bartlett who called me to have our match. I felt that I was in a good place to come back on a part time schedule. I still haven't had another match since I lost to you."

You could tell that it was difficult for Lindsey to talk about why she left the league. She was a happy person but you could tell there was a change when she talked about Ms. Wallace. I knew that she was going to help me, and if she was going to screw me over it was going to be for her own gain, not because she was ordered by Ms. Wallace.

We chatted a little more about my last match and some of the different things I could have done to have beat Tiffany. "You played her game. Play yours. Once she was warmed up, you should have fucked the living shit out of her. I know she is confident and cocky, but I have a hard time believing that she could handle a guy in control fucking her."

Lindsey gave me a smile. Even after our match she said how much she wanted to fuck me. I smiled back at her. I really was feeling at ease with her. 

Lindsey stared into my eyes for a second, "Rob, I want to fuck you. I just want to know what it is like. Ever since we were in the ring together, I just can't stop thinking about you."

She didn't have to say anything else. I took her by the hand and led her to my car. I don't think I ever made it home that fast. Same goes for her shirt. It was off before we made it through the door way. Her firm 34D tits stared at me through her black lace bra. Within seconds, the bra was off and her nipple was in my mouth. "Yes, Rob....." She moaned as her hand ran through my hair. 

She pulled my shirt over my head and slide her hand down my stomach onto my cock. Her fingers wrapped around my shaft and slowly started to stroke. I moaned out as she started to get me hard. I stopped her just for a second to get her into the bedroom. 

I spread her out on the bed. Her gorgeous blue eyes staring back at me, with her tits heaving up and down. I didn't waste any more time and pushed my dick into her pussy. I guess she really did want me because she was soaked. I slowly pushed into her.

"Mmmmm god, Rob. This feels as good as I thought it would." She moaned out as I started to pump my dick in her eager pussy. 

Her legs wrapped around my hips pulling me deeper into her pussy. Damn, she did feel great. I started to fuck her with a little more force. My balls started to slap against her as her tits bounced in perfect rhythm. "Ohhh, fuck, yessssss.... More Rob, please fuck me hard" Lindsey begged.

I separated her legs and turned her over. She got the hint immediately and got on her hands and knees. She reached behind and guided my dick back into her pussy. Instantly she threw her hips back onto my dick. I reached up and grabbed her by her shoulders and pushed my dick deeper into her pussy. 

"Harder. Fuck me harder Rob!" Lindsey screamed.

Not one to disobey an order I started to really pump Lindsey's pussy. My dick was a blur running in and out of her. Lindsey breathing got heavier and heavier until finally she threw her head back and screamed out.

Lindsey's entire body jerked as she had an intense orgasm against my dick. I grabbed her hips to hold my dick inside her as she bucked against me. Her orgasm had to be one of the biggest I've ever seen a girl have. "Don't.......stop.....Rob...." Lindsey gasped out.

I loved being in control of Lindsey. It was like her body was craving me. Her pussy seemed to try to suck my dick in deeper with each thrust. This was some of the best sex I have ever had.

Lindsey turned her head back to me and smiled, "Let me get on top. I want you to cum for me." 

I pulled out and laid down on the bed. Lindsey straddled my cock and smiled as she slowly lowered herself down. When she got to the base, she pulled up and snapped her ass back down. Waves of pleasure hit me like they had never before. Slowly she did it again, snapping her ass back down as hard as she could. Within minutes she was riding my cock like a pro. I don't think there is a pornstar out there that could ride a dick better than Lindsey. Within two minutes, I could feel the pressure building up in my balls. Lindsey could tell too.

"Good thing this isn't a match, Rob. I don't want you holding back on me." Lindsey said with a smile.

I didn't want to hold back either. With few quick snaps of Lindsey's hips, I moaned and pumped out one of my biggest loads every. As I came deep into Lindsey's pussy, she rubbed her clit as fast as possible and had another strong orgasm. Finally, she collapsed on my chest and as breathing as heavily as I was. "I was right. You were a good fuck Rob." She leaned up and kissed me softly. Within minutes we were both passed out from exhaustion. 

I awoke the next day to Lindsey wearing one of my t-shirts cooking me breakfast. Damn she looked sexy no matter what she did. She smiled and winked at me, "Breakfasted will be done in a few minutes. Rob, you might want to call Sean and find a time to work with him on the tag-team match. The rules are a lot different than a regular singles match."

She was right. Our tag match was less than a week away and Sean's career was on the line. I grabbed my phone and texted Sean, "Training, 6?" Hopefully, he would get the message because we really needed to get our game plan together. 

As Lindsey finished up cooking, I soon realized how amazing she was. Not only was she extremely attractive and great in bed, she turned out to be a really good cook. As I ate, I found myself thinking about what life would be like if I was in a relationship with Lindsey. She had everything I wanted in a woman and she seemed like she was a good person. But I had also thought that way about Ashley. I reminded myself to keep my guard up, but there was definitely something different about Lindsey.

I looked at my watch. Sean was late again. Clark and I had been waiting in the ring for about a half hour when Sean finally showed up. "Sorry I'm late guys. Got caught up at work and then traffic was a bitch." 

I was definitely a little annoyed with Sean. He needed this more than I did. "Dude, just get into the ring." 

Sean climbed in and Clark was able to start in on the rules for the tag-team match.

"It is similar to a singles match, but also has some major differences. Only one person is allowed in the ring at a time. But when you do make a tag, the team mate is has to get out of the ring within 10 seconds. This does allow you some time to double team your opposition. Also it's elimination tag-team. You have to get a submission or pin and an orgasm out of BOTH girls. Also, in singles matches there is a break between rounds. In a tag team match, there is no break. You can keep on your opponent even after they lose a round. After a person is eliminated, that person is still a factor. If you eliminate Jordan for instance, she is allowed to stay at ring side, but just not allowed in the ring. She can't make your submit or pin you, but she can definitely warm you up for the remaining teammate. Be careful out there. Always keep your eyes open and communicate." Clark said. 

Sean and I got to work with each other. We started by talking out our game plan. We both felt that if we could make frequent tags to each other that they could never really get to us. Plus they were both pretty inexperienced in the ring. I felt that they would make some serious rookie mistakes that we should be able to capitalize on. 

We also decided that I would try to be in the ring when Jordan was in and Sean would be in the ring when Sasha was in. We trained for hours together and it became clear that I was definitely the better wrestler. Sean had really let his losing streak get to him. Sean was making some serious mistakes. He let himself open to be easily attacked. I would definitely be lucky if Sean won at least one part of the match. 

Clark let us know even more about our opponents. "Guys, these two girls aren't rookies. They are actually part of another league very similar to ours. They are actually visiting the area and decided to have a match within our league. This will be probably the only time you will ever face them. Don't think they won't know what is going on. Believe me, a tag team match means that all bets are off."

I was starting to get nervous as the training did not get better as the week went on. The sex with Lindsey was amazing throughout the week. She definitely was increasing my stamina. After a few training sessions with Lindsey, I was lasting longer and longer with her. "Don't get too confident, Rob. Those girls are going to be extremely aggressive towards you. But you shouldn't have any problems making them cum." Lindsey said to me with a wink.

Lindsey was extremely supportive, but still the problem was going to be Sean. This was one of the reasons I was struggling to sleep. I barely slept the night before the match. It wasn't much better during the afternoon. I just figured that I needed to get to the center.

I walked into the locker room and there was Sean sitting on the bench. "Hey man, you ready for tonight?" I asked him.

He didn't really notice me walking in. He was in a daze. "Uh hey... yeah I'm ready man." 

Sean didn't have his head on straight. "Remember, let's tag often tonight. We need to keep each other fresh."

Sean and I stripped naked and waited for our match to finally start. Sean was clearly nervous. "Look, Rob, if I lose for us tonight I'm sorry. I appreciate what you are doing for me but if I do get kicked out of the league for losing this match, I won't blame you." 

"Sean, stop talking like that. We got each other's backs. Just stick to the plan and we will do just fine." I tried to sound confident. 

Just then, we heard the sound of my music and that was our queue that it was about to go down. Sean and I went out together. Our masked pulled down tight as we both strutted towards the ring. Fuck it, we might be nervous as hell on the inside but we definitely didn't show it for the crowd. 

The crowd was pumped. It had to be just as big as the crowd when I had my match with Tiffany. Sean and I got into the ring with both of us standing and poising on a turnbuckle. Suddenly, our music ended and the girls' music hit.

As the curtain parted I got my first look at what we were up against. Jordan was a very sexy black woman. She had braids that came out the bottom of her green mask. Her tits were firm and round, but then came her ass. Even as a guy would loves big tits, I still have to say that Jordan's ass could possibly be the best one I have ever seen. It was thick and round. There wasn't much fat, but the thing was fantastic. I just couldn't believe it. All I wanted was to now fuck this girl doggy style just to watch her ass.

Sasha was very different. She had on a pale blue mask. She was skinny and small. She looked like she was a gymnast. She had nice b-cup tits that formed to her body perfectly. She probably had a nice ass as well, but compared to Jordan it was nothing. Her legs looked firm and athletic. She definitely looked like she would be the better wrestler.

Once they climbed into the ring, the ref went over the rules again. He made sure that we knew that he had to see the tag and that he would be counting during the double team part. Sasha and Jordan stood across from us with these cocky little smirks on their faces. "You boys have never faced a pair of girls like us before. Oh, and Sean is it? We look forward to ending your career here."

Sean couldn't speak. He didn't talk trash very well. I decided to just stone wall them. We returned to our corner, "Sean, do you want to start or shall I?" I asked him. Sean was definitely somewhere else at this moment. 

"Go ahead man. You start, see if you can do some damage to them." Sean replied softly. I smacked him on the back and headed for the center of the ring.

I was sure that if the girls saw me coming out first, they would definitely send Jordan out against me, but to my surprise I was going to be facing Sasha. She didn't turn me on like Jordan, but she still was going to be a challenge. I was almost a full head taller than her. She was tiny.

The bell rang and Sasha and I started the match. We circled each other for a moment or two before I lunged into to lock up with her. Sasha slipped right under my arms and wrapped me up from behind. Her soft breasts pushed up against my back as she tried to pick me up. Bad mistake by her, I thought. She couldn't lift me. I barely had my heel raised off the ground. I immediately dropped to a knee and flipped to my side. Sasha, still holding on to my waist went straight down to the mat. 

She let go of her hold on me, but not before I wrapped her head underneath my arm. Sasha struggled to get out but I had a solid hold on her. I moved her into our corner, just like Sean and I had planned. "Let go of me, you fucker!" Sasha screamed as I twisted my arm harder against her head.

"That's what you want is for me to let you go?" I said with a smirk. "Fine by me!" With that I threw Sasha as hard as I could into our corner. She hit the turnbuckle hard and let out a moan. I waited a second for her to take a step and lifted her up and slammed her hard down to the mat. I looked at Sean and for the first time he smiled. He knew what we had to do. I reached my hand over to him and he tagged in. I dropped down and grabbed Sasha's arms and pulled them back. Sean grabbed her legs and picked her up. Both of us pulled in an opposite direction. It was a human rack machine to Sasha. Sasha screamed out in pain. Her joints had to be on fire already. 




The Sex Wrestling League Ch. 06



"Get him out of the fucking ring! That's been ten seconds!" Jordan yelled from across the ring. 

The ref was only at 7. We both pulled harder trying to get Sasha to submit, but she was tougher than we thought. We wanted a quick submission out of her, but it wasn't going to happen. Before I knew it, the ref tapped my arm. "Out of the ring!" 

Sean and I looked at each other and threw Sasha up in the arm and let go of her. She hit the mat with a large thud as I stepped through the ropes and cheered on Sean.

"Don't let her up man! Keep on her!" I shouted from the side.

Jordan looked pissed from the other side of the ring. She had realized her mistake of letting Sasha start the match instead of her. "Come on Sasha! Get up!" Jordan screamed.

Sasha was just starting to move with Sean got over to her. Sean grabbed her by the back of the mask and helped her to her feet. Sean whipped Sasha into the ropes with more force than I have ever seen before. He was letting out his aggression. All the losses, all the humiliation were in that whip. Sasha hit the ropes hard and came flying back at Sean. Sean lifted her above his head and just dropped her down. Another thud. Sasha was down and moaning. She her body had to be killing her. She had just taken two major falls onto the mat. 

"SASHA!!" Jordan yelled.

"SEAN, KEEP ON HER!" I yelled.

Sean stood over her while Sasha was in the fetal position. He pushed her down to her stomach and wrapped his hands under her chin. Sean pulled back with all of his might. Sasha scream out in pain as her back was now being forced to withstand a horrific camel clutch. The ref immediately dove down to see if Sasha wanted to submit.

"Sasha, just tell me. You can stop the pain" the ref asked Sasha.

Sasha's face looked as if she was about to cry. "SUBMIT TO ME BITCH!" Sean yelled as he dropped his ass onto Sasha's back. This was too much for Sasha to take. "I Submit!" She screamed out in pain.

Sean released his hold and jumped into the air. This had to be the first time he had won a fall in a long time. Sean was on cloud nine as he ran over to our corner. I was happy for him. "You did it buddy! That's one!" I screamed to him.

We had both forgotten that during that the match was continually going even after a submission. Sasha was starting to crawl over to Jordan. We were just so excited that Sean had won one fall that it was almost too late to stop the tag. "SEAN!" I yelled as I pointed to Sasha about to reach Jordan.

Sean whipped his head around and ran over trying to stop Jordan from being tagged in. Sasha dove for Jordan's hand and Sean dove for Sasha's feet to stop her. 

Sasha's dive was better. Jordan was tagged in and Sean was already on the ground. Jordan jumped into the ring and dropped her knee right into Sean's stomach. There was no threat of a double team because Sasha just rolled out of the ring. Jordan didn't need it though. Jordan picked up the gasping Sean and threw him into the corner. "Now you have to deal with me you little fucker!" Jordan was pissed. She let out one of the hardest slaps I have ever seen across Sean's chest. Then another. And then one more just for good measure. Sean's chest was bright red. 

Sean was holding his chest gasping for air as Jordan picked Sean up in the air and drove his body down to the mat. Jordan's shoulder pushed right into Sean's abs as he hit the mat hard. Now it was Sean's turn to be gasping for air on the mat. "FUCK, SEAN GET UP!" I screamed. I knew this was a horrible position for him to be in. Jordan wasn't fucking around. Jordan laid down on the mat next to Sean's head and wrapped her legs around his neck. She had him in a figure four head scissors. Sean was gasping for air already and Jordan was trying to cut off what was left.

"Nighty, Nighty you little piece of shit." Jordan said as she squeezed her legs across Sean's neck and head. 

She wasn't trying to get him to submit, she was trying to choke him out! "Ref, She can't choke him out!" I screamed but the ref just blew me off. 

Sean struggled more and more. His hands smacking against Jordan's awesome thighs, he was almost out. Sasha had regained herself as well, cheering Jordan on from the side. "That's it! Pass him out Jordan!" 

I couldn't let Sean go out like this. Fuck it, I jumped into the ring and baseball slide into Jordan's hip. Sasha immediately jumped into the ring as well. Jordan let go of Sean's head and he rolled out coughing trying to suck in as much air as possible. While my choice was to help Sean out, I didn't think what it would do to me. Sasha had stormed into the ring wanting pay back. She dropped her knee right to the side of my head.

I was seeing stars. Everything was blurry. I could hear the ref trying to restore order, but Sasha was not going to listen. If I was going to jump into Jordan and Sean's fight, so was she. Sasha dropped another knee across my gut to knock the wind out of me. I was definitely in trouble. Then I felt it.

Right across my chest. Jordan had gotten up and saw that Sean was already on the mat, felt that she could go to work on me. Jordan had slammed her thick ass across my chest. My back was pinned against the mat. Sasha had gotten between my legs and was running her hand up them. She found my balls and started to rub them.

"Count ref! He's down!" Jordan screamed at the ref. The ref slide down to the ground and checked my shoulders.

"You shouldn't have jumped in, Rob!" He said as he slapped the mat.

"1" the crowd chanted. I tried to wiggle out from underneath Jordan.

"2" Then I felt it.

Sasha's mouth wrap around my penis. My cock immediately harden for her.

"3!!!!" The crowd went nuts. It was rare that they ever saw a pin fall and Jordan had given it to them. Unlike us, they didn't celebrate; they just kept working me over. Jordan smiling down at me, "We thought you'd be the last one we took out, but seems like it will be Sean who will be easy picking."

I tried to struggle out from under Jordan's amazing ass, but Sasha had me paralyzed with an amazing blowjob. Sasha didn't have to worry about keeping me down so she was working my cock and my balls with both of her hands. It was pure ecstasy.

Jordan was feeling cocky as she slid her pussy right over my mouth. "Eat me Rob. Since Sean will be that easy to take out, I might as well get to have an orgasm."

Jordan's pussy smelled great on my mouth. I figured if I was going out at least I could give Sean the best chance to win by himself. I drove my tongue as deep as I could into Jordan's pussy. Jordan let out a deep moan. 

This turned Sasha on even more. "Rob, it is time for me to empty your balls." Sasha said as she buried my cock deep into her mouth. This was intense. Sasha was deepthroating my cock and squeezing my balls and Jordan was practically masturbating onto my mouth. Sasha's mouth started to vibrate and milk my cock. As hard as I was holding back, I knew it was only a matter of seconds before my balls would explode.

Sasha knew it was over too! Her mouth turned into a milking machine. I felt a wave of pleasure come over me as I started to buck under Jordan's pussy. "That's it Sasha! He's gonna cum!" Jordan screamed. 

Jordan started to rub her clit hard on my face. She was panting and moaning. She arched her big tits up into the air and came hard onto my face. "OHHH FUCK! MMMM!!"

With that Sasha gave my balls a hard squeeze and my dick responded exactly how she wanted. I exploded deep into me eager mouth. Pouring out every single last drop of cum into her mouth. The crowd went nuts. This had to be one of the most erotic scenes they had ever seen. I had been pinned and had my cum milked out of my dick and Jordan had given herself her own orgasm. 

The ref pulled Jordan off of me as Sasha spit my cum out to show the ref that I was now out of the match. The ref ordered me to leave the ring, but I was allowed to stay at ringside. I was pissed but realized that I was in that situation because I felt the need to help Sean instead of worrying about myself.

I rolled out of the ring not mad but disappointed in myself. I turned my attention back to the ring as the ref had gotten things back in order. At least he had forced either Sasha or Jordan to leave the ring. 

Sean was back on his feet but definitely looked beaten. "Sean you got this. You can beat both of them" I yelled from the floor. 

Sean was going to start the next fall against Jordan again. Since Jordan had given herself an orgasm all Sean had to do was to pin or submit her. Jordan circled Sean like a lioness stalking her prey. She knew that she could beat Sean. She dove at Sean low, trying to take his legs out.

It had to be pure reflexes because I saw Sean pull one of the most athletic moves I have ever seen by him. He leap frogged Jordan and pushed her into the ropes. Since she had dove at him low, she fell down into the roped with the middle rope going across her neck. She had choked herself.

Sean went immediately on the attack. He grabbed Jordan's ankle and lifted her leg into the air and drove her knee as hard as he could into the mat. Jordan was definitely in pain.

She had been too confident in her abilities to take Sean out. Sean had the look of a guy who was tired of being pushed around by girls in the ring. This had been his dream just as much as it had been mine. Sean wanted to take out these bitches to prove to everyone that he wasn't a failure.

Sean grabbed Jordan's leg again and slammed her knee even harder into the mat. Jordan's perfect ass was in the air as she grabbed her knee in pain. Sean licked his hand and smack Jordan's ass as hard as he could. Jordan screamed out. "I'm going to kill you mother fucker!"

Sean just looked at Jordan with a smirk, "That's fine, but I'm going to submit you first."

Sean pulled Jordan away from the ropes and wrapped grabbed Jordan's legs. As he stepped through them, I though Sean was going for the figure four, but he twisted her over into the deadly sharpshooter!

Jordan lifted her head up and screamed in pain as Sean arched her back. Jordan was finished. Her knee was killing her, her back was on fire and there was she could do about it. 

Sasha looked like she wanted to jump into the ring, I ran over to her side and grabbed her ankle just before she stepped through the ropes. "Get off me you fucker! You are already out!" She screamed. There was nothing she could do about it though. I wasn't going to let go. 

Jordan was pounding the mat in submission. Sean had taken her out! The ref forced Sean to break the hold and I let go of Sasha's ankle. It was down to those two. Sasha stormed the ring and speared Sean as he was releasing Jordan from his hold. Jordan rolled out of the ring holding her knee. Sean had really fucked her up. 

Sasha had driven Sean down to the mat and was elbowing him in the head. Sean was trying to knock her off of him. Sasha was now the one with the fire in her eyes. She didn't want to lose either. Sean finally got a grip on Sasha's sides and threw her off of him. Sasha using her gymnast background rolled perfectly to her feet. As Sean got to his, Sasha grabbed his head and bulldogged him as hard as she could into the mat. Sean's head bounced hard against the mat.

He was definitely stunned. Jordan was now getting back to her feet at ringside, screamed for Sasha to finish him. Sean was still shaking the cobwebs when Sasha pulled her submission move. Sasha wrapped her legs around Sean's head, but instead of squeezing them, she arched her back and grabbed Sean's legs as well. It was an incredibly difficult move that only a gymnast could pull off. Sean was trapped. Sean felt his back being stretched in a way that had never been done before. 

Sasha was extremely flexible. Sean was not. He screamed out the minute Sasha started to pull. The pain had to be intense. You could see the fire and aggression burning in Sasha's eyes. She wanted to make Sean pay. She wanted to hurt him. Sean did the best thing he could. "I SUBMIT!"

Sasha held the move for a second or two more, but knowing that she still had to make Sean cum, she had to let go. Sean grabbed his back as soon as Sasha released the hold. 

"Fuck" I thought this was going to be the end of Sean. He was hurting and Sean would even admit he was horrible about lasting long against girls. Sean wouldn't last 2 minutes if Sasha got her mouth around Sean's dick. 

I slammed my hands against the mat. "Come on Sean! You can still beat this bitch!"

Jordan followed suit, "Make that little fucker blow, Sasha!"

Sasha was on her feet, looking for an opening to attack Sean. Sean was still staggering holding his back. Sasha grabbed Sean's arm and swung him into the corner. Sean went running into the corner, but stopped himself before his back nailed the turnbuckle. Sasha had followed him into the corner trying to knee him in the stomach but was met with Sean's elbow to the jaw. 

Sasha went flying to the ground. "YES!" I screamed as Jordan screamed "SASHA!"

Sean still wasn't 100% but at least was buying himself some time. He grabbed Sasha by the mask and pushed her into the corner as hard as he could. Sasha's back slammed up against the turnbuckle as she slumped into the corner. Sean had to force an orgasm out of Sasha to win, but couldn't get to her pussy.

Sean reached down to pick Sasha up again. Sasha using her instincts slapped Sean as hard as she could across his face. Sasha pulled herself up as Sean took a few steps back. Neither of them had found an advantage against the other. Sasha and Sean were both breathing hard as they squared off against each other. This was it. It had to end now, I told myself.

Jordan was screaming for Sasha to attack. I was shocked that it was Sean who followed Jordan's orders. Sean lunged at Sasha. Sasha dropped to her knees and tripped Sean to the ground. Sasha was no longer letting anything to chance. Sasha immediately went from a body scissor against Sean! Sasha wrapped her legs around Sean trying to hold him down. Sean struggled to fight against Sasha's athletic legs. 

Then Sasha went for it! She grabbed Sean's cock. Sean let out a small sigh and leaned back just enough for Sasha to locked her ankles together for a killer body scissors. Sasha was working Sean's cock. Sean's dick responded to Sasha's hand. Sasha knew that she just had to get her mouth around his cock and Sean would be done! 

Jordan and I both screamed from the floor! "Get him Sasha! Make him cum all over this mat again!"

Sasha tried to bend her body to get her mouth closer to Sean's dick. "SEAN! GO FOR HER PUSSY!" I screamed.

With that Sean pushed two fingers into Sasha's pussy. Sasha let out a low moan and lost focus for a minute on Sean's dick. Sean worked his finger in and out at a steady pace. He knew that he couldn't fight off Sasha for that much longer. Sean put his thumb against Sasha's clit. Sasha was in trouble. She was breathing harder and harder. She knew that she had to get her mouth around Sean's cock. 

Sasha released the body scissors and drove Sean's cock into her mouth. Now it was Sean's turn to let out a moan. Sean started to slap the mat as Sasha worked his cock in her mouth. She knew he couldn't last long against her. Sean was thrashing around, fighting off the building orgasm in his balls. He had to do something or face the fact that he was going to lose.

Sasha pulled her mouth off of Sean's cock for a moment. You could see the pre-cum and spit dripping off his cock. "Deep throat that thing and finish him!" Jordan yelled from the floor. Sasha looked at me and smiled. She opened her mouth wide and started to lower herself down onto Sean's dick.

Sean had to do something quick. Without thinking, Sean pushed a finger into Sasha's ass. Sasha let out a yelp and jumped. "FUCK!" Sasha screamed as she bucked on the mat. Sean seeing his opening rolled his legs on top of Sasha's chest. He pulled his finger out of Sasha's ass and pushed two more fingers back into Sasha's pussy. He was in his own world. He was on the brink of cumming but now had Sasha in the right position. 

Sean worked his fingers in as quickly as he could. He pushed his palm against Sasha's clit. "DON'T FUCKING CUM TO HIM!" Jordan screamed from the floor.

Sean was working Sasha harder and harder. Then he hit it. His fingers pushed against Sasha's G-Spot! Sasha's eyes close as she let out a long moan, "FUCK OH GOD! FUCK ME OH FUCK!" Sasha's hips buck as she squirted all over the mat!

"THAT'S AN ORGASM!" The ref screamed! 

Sean had done it! He had won the match by himself! A match that I had doubted that we would even have a chance in was won by Sean! I jumped into the ring to celebrate with Sean. Clark ran down into the ring to join us! The crowd was going crazy! People were chanting for Sean. This was his moment. 

I couldn't help but notice a very pissed off looking Ms. Wallace. She had wanted Sean to lose; she had wanted him out of the league! She stormed off to the back looking extremely disappointed.

Sean, Clark and I headed back to the locker room. We were greeted by an extremely happy Mr. Bartlett. "Sean, I'm sorry for ever having doubted you. That was a great win boys! Possibly the best match we have ever had here. Sean, we will keep you around for a while after seeing what you did in that ring tonight."

Sean smiled. "Mr. Bartlett, I want to let you know that I'm done. I want to retire from this league. I want to just help Rob here train to win the title. I felt horrible putting him in a situation where he would have to defend my honor. We won tonight. I want to go out on top."

I looked at Sean in disbelief. So did Clark and Mr. Bartlett. "Sean, are you sure about this?" I asked.

"Yeah. This is the best I will ever do here. We need to get you better though." Sean said with a smile.

And with that, Sean was retired from wrestling in the Sex Wrestling League. 

Sean and I changed into our normal clothes in probably the best moods we have been in for a while. It didn't matter that I had been taken out so early. I had been double teamed. One girl I could have handled, but two was tough. As we packed our things up, I called Lindsey to let her know that we had won.

"Rob, that's great honey! I'm so happy for the two of you!" Lindsey's voice beamed across the phone. "Don't worry about what happened to you tonight. Tag matches are really tricky if you have never been in one before."

"I know. I'm just glad I could see Sean go out on a high note." I told her.

"I'll meet you at your place to celebrate a little more with you." Lindsey said.

"Alright, I'll see you in a bit." I hung up the phone. 

Ms. Wallace was standing at the exit with Mr. Bartlett. "Rob, want another match next week?" Ms. Wallace said with a short forced smile.

"Sure. What do you got for me?"

"Well, that's the thing. I'll make you a deal. You are ranked #4 right now among our male competitors. If you beat this person, you'll be the #1 contender again. If you lose, you don't move." Ms. Wallace said.

"What's the catch?" This seemed a little too good to be true.

"You don't get to know who you are facing till the match starts." Ms. Wallace replied.

What did I have to lose? "Ok. On one condition. It has to be a brand new competitor. Someone I haven't faced yet." 

"Deal." Ms. Wallace said.

I walked out. This was my chance to get back in the title match.

"Oh, and one last thing Rob. You have to put anal sex on the line again." Ms. Wallace yelled.

"Fine" I wanted to be champion that bad. I had already beat Kaitlyn in an ass fucking match. I knew that I could do it again.

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The Sex Wrestling League Ch. 07



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Two nights had passed since Sean and mine's tag team victory over Sasha and Jordan, and I still had not heard from anyone. No call from Clark to start training. No call from Lindsey to work with her. Even Sean, now that he's retired from the league, didn't bother to call. I was ready to get back to work. I had to win this next match if I wanted my shot again at the title. The thing that was confusing to me was Ms. Wallace and her "Mystery Opponent". 

I had seen most of the women's roster compete between watching Sean's matches and who I had already faced. There were three possibilities. In my head, I had it down to Heidi, Kat, and Kelly. Heidi was out due to the fact that she got injured during her last match. So it had to be either Kat or Kelly. 

Both were a little different than any of the girls I had faced before. Kat was definitely an alternative/goth style girl. She had short dark black hair and dark brown eyes. She was only about 5'2 but had perky b cup tits and they were pierced. She had tattoos going up the sides of her thighs and on her back. 

Kelly looked like she should play for a woman's soccer team. She was about 5'6 extremely athletic looking. Her light brown hair was always pulled back in a pony tail and she was exceptionally in shape. She didn't have much in the tits department, but her ass was perfectly toned. 

I felt that neither would be a serious problem, but I was sure that Ms. Wallace had to have something up her sleeve. On top of preparing for the next match, I had to deal with the Ashley situation. I hadn't talked to her since I found out that she had been training the other female wrestlers. How could I? I could afford to give her inside information about what I was planning on doing. But Ashley had never screwed me over. 

Finally, I broke down and called Clark. I was sure he knew what to do. "Hey Clark"

"Hey Rob? What's up?" Clark answered the phone.

"Not much. I was wondering if I can ask you a few questions about the trainers in the Sex Wrestling League?"

"Sure, but there is not much to tell. Our whole goal is just to get you ready for the next match. To get you to improve on your move set and to be the best you can be." He responded.

"What do you know about the female trainer? Her name is Ashley." I asked.

Clark was quiet for a minute. Finally, he let out a small sigh. "I knew I would have to eventually talk to you about her."

I was confused. First, Clark was telling me that the only goal for the trainers is to get the wrestlers ready for the next match. Now, it was like there was this big back story about Ashley.

"Rob, Ashley is my ex-wife. We were married about for about three years, fresh out of college. Neither of us could find work, so I joined the Sex Wrestling League to make money on the side. Ashley never knew."

"I take it she found out?" I asked Clark.

"Yeah, but she wasn't mad. Ashley was athletic in her own right and very sexy. She wanted to join. We approached Ms. Wallace and Mr. Bartlett to see if they would allow us to both wrestle. We said we only had one condition, never to face each other."

"So they let her join?" I was kind of shocked at what Clark was telling me.

"Yep. She was good too! She quickly made it up the ranks. I told you that I was a former champion. Well Ashley became the number one contender. We had to face off or risk being kicked out of the league. It has gone down as one of the most intense matches ever had in the league. We went for over an hour. Neither one of us backing down, because there are some very harsh penalties if they ever find out you threw a match."

"So what happened?" I asked eagerly.

"I beat her. Barely. I got extremely lucky and got her in a position where I knew I could make her cum." Clark said softly.

"So, what happened to your marriage?" 

"Ashley was super competitive. Couldn't stand the thought of losing to me. I tried to fix everything as best as I possibly could. Nothing worked. Finally, we called it for what it was." Clark said.

I was silent. I didn't know what to say. I just sat there waiting for Clark to say something else.

"It's ok, Rob. I've come to terms with it. She is a trainer and works at a local bar." Clark said.

"Clark, I have to tell you that I've slept with her. Almost regularly, until I found out that she was a trainer. Please know that if I knew she was your ex-wife, I would have never have...."

Clark cut me off, "Rob, relax. Don't worry about it. We've been divorced for a while. I've slept with some of the girl wrestlers here as well. It's not a big issue. The main thing I worry about is did you show her any of your weaknesses?"

"She knows I love girls riding my dick. It was the only way she could make me cum." I responded feeling a little more at ease.

"She'll pass that information on to the other girls. Anything she knows about you in the bedroom. She'll tell them. It is what it is." Clark said calmly. "Just get better at it. I got to run, but I'll see you at training this week, ok?"

With that, Clark hung up his phone. I just sat there. I couldn't believe that Ashley was Clark's ex-wife. Well at least I knew that Ashley was now passing along information to the other girls. But I took Clark's words to heart. I need to get with Lindsey to work on having a girl on top of my dick.

Lindsey came over later that night to my house in order to get ready for whatever Ms. Wallace had in store for me. Lindsey had her hair pulled back and showed up in gym clothes carrying a gym bag. 

"Hey, glad you could make it." I said as I smiled at her. 

Lindsey smiled back. "Well I wouldn't miss an opportunity to fuck you. We need to work on having me ride your cock."

Lindsey guided me over to the couch and pulled off my gym shorts allowing my dick to spring free. "Good you are already hard." She said as she pushed me down onto the couch. She knelt between my legs and took my whole dick into her mouth. I moaned loud as she slide her tongue straight up the front of my dick, then started to circle my head.

I was in heaven as Lindsey worked my cock with an amazing blowjob. Her brown hair just bounce up and down on my dick. Lindsey stopped for a second just to pull off her top and sports bra to let her big D sized tits out. "Good Rob, get nice and hard for me. Cause just you wait, I'm going to fuck you like you've never been fucked before."

I smiled down at her, "Bring it on Lindsey! Let's see what you can do." 

With that, Lindsey dropped her shorts and mounted my dick. She was already wet herself, so I slide it easily. She held up her timer, "I'm going to time you to see how long you last." As she clicked start, I felt her pussy immediately start milking my dick.

All I could do was moan out as I felt her pussy squeeze my dick. After a few seconds she started to glide herself up and down, the whole time milking my cock as she got to the base. I was in ecstasy. I leaned my head back and moaned as she gave my dick another squeeze. 

"That's it, Rob. Let me milk that cum out of you." Lindsey said with a sexy smile. 

Waves of pleasure started to hit me as she started to pick up the pace. Her big tits just bounced in my face. "That's it Rob, give me it. Cum in me, prove that my pussy has more power over your cock."

I was trying to focus but it was so hard with Lindsey riding me. "No...Fuck you!" I moaned. 

Lindsey just smiled and kept up her pace. I didn't realize how hard it would be to fight off an orgasm. Lindsey knew she wanted to prove a point to me. She wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled my face into her tits. "Suck on them, Rob! Suck on my nipples!" She screamed.

I took one of her big tits into my mouth and started to lick it. Lindsey knew what she was doing. She immediately quickened her pace. Fuck! I started to pant. "Oooo, Rob got distracted. Just submit to my pussy! You know you want to! NOW GIVE ME THAT FUCKING CUM!" Lindsey moaned.

Within a few seconds, I could feel my balls tightening and exploding into Lindsey's pussy. "OOOOOH FUCK!!!" I screamed out as I pumped rope after rope into Lindsey's pussy.

Lindsey let me finish cumming, then slowly slide off my dick and picked up the timer. "5 minutes. Not bad Rob. Not great, but not bad. That was some of my best work. I just wanted to try to make you cum as quickly as possible. A few guys have lost it within the first two minutes. The fact that you lasted five is pretty respectable. We will give it another go in an hour."

Lindsey slide off my dick and curled up next to me on the couch as I sat there breathing in heavily.

Lindsey looked up at me, "So what is your next match, Rob?" 

Still trying to catch my breath "It's against a mystery opponent. If I win, I become the number one contender again and get to face off against Tiffany again. If I lose, I get fucked in the ass by the girl. At least I won't lose my ranking in the league if I lose. But that's not going to happen."

Lindsey sat up for a second. "Rob, can I ask you something?"

"Sure" Finally able to breathe normally.

"Have you ever had something in your ass before? I mean most girls have at least tried anal, but I don't know many guys who have." Lindsey said.

"No, I've never had anything up me before, other than a prostate exam."

"Rob, you understand that if you do lose, it's going to hurt like a bitch with that girl. She isn't going to use a small five inch dildo on you. She's going to get her thick over eight inch one and ram you until she is satisfied." Lindsey looked at me slightly worried.

I had never thought about that. I believed that I was going to be the one who won the match, I didn't even take into consideration what I would do if I lost. Or even the thought of a girl strap-on fucking me. 

"How do you even train for something like that?" I asked Lindsey. I definitely didn't want to be screaming in intense pain as a girl ass fucked me in the center of the ring.

"I'll bring some dildos over tomorrow and we were work on getting you a little more comfortable with anal sex. It eventually will feel pleasurable though. The male g-spot is up there." Lindsey said with a soft smile. 

I was definitely nervous. I never wanted something placed up me, but Lindsey was right that I did need to train for that part of the match, just like other parts. We spent the rest of the night working on my stamina. Lindsey road my dick every hour on the hour. By far one of the best training sessions in my career.

The next night Lindsey showed up at my house with a gym bag pack full of different toys. Lindsey was a pro at this. She took me by the hand and guided me up to my bedroom. "Now at least in the rule book, it does say that the girls HAVE TO use lube on their toys. Otherwise, you would have a very big problem walking out of the center." Lindsey said with a small grin.

Lindsey reached into her bag and pulled out a small, smooth, four inch pink dildo. "We are going to start very small and slowly work our way up. If you lose, those girls are more likely to use one of these, than this pink thing." Lindsey then showed me a big nine inch black dildo. My ass immediately tighten seeing that thing. I couldn't believe the size of that thing. No way could it fit into me. 

Lindsey had me get on all fours and slowly started to lube up my ass and the dildo. Slowly she inserted the tip. Due to its smooth nature and the amount of lube she was using, the dildo entered into me easily. It was a very odd feeling. Different than what I thought it would feel like. My ass was definitely tight against the dildo. Lindsey started to slide it in and out slowly.

As it got easier to take the small four inch dildo, Lindsey pulled it out for good. "Now I'm going to give you a little rest. Then we will try the five and half inch dildo." She said with a smile.

After a while, I finally understood why some men liked having woman use a dildo on them. Every time Lindsey hit my prostate with the dildo, a wave of pleasure went over my body. Finally, she started to stroke my cock as she used a new six inch dildo on me. "When you cum in a few minutes, Rob, it will be the best orgasm you have ever had." Lindsey said to me with a smile.

She wasn't lying either. Within a few minutes, my cock was exploding with cum and I was moaning loudly. I lay on the bed breathing loudly. I had never achieved that kind of orgasm on myself before. I looked over at Lindsey, "After feeling that, why don't I just throw the match?" I said jokingly. 

Lindsey looked at me sternly, "Rob, I'm being nice to you here. I'm making sure that this feels pleasurable to you. Whoever you face, will not be this kind. Get thinking she's going to be wearing a big 8 inch rubber cock. She'll use lube, but she'll make you feel every inch of that thing."

At that moment, it all became real for me again. I knew that I had to win this match. I could go back down the ladder, losing my self-respect. I had to beat whoever was thrown at me. 

Lindsey and I kept practicing on controlling my orgasm. Lindsey just had a feeling I was heading into some sort of surprise.

When match day arrived, I was feeling confident. I was going to get my shot at the title again. And this time there was no way I was going to let Tiffany win. I arrived at the center about two hours early, to talk to Clark in person. He was waiting for me in the locker room. I still felt bad about sleeping with his ex-wife, even if they had been divorced for a long time.

I went to open my mouth, but Clark cut me off, "I know, Rob. You want to apologize again. Don't worry about it. It is something that I've come to accept. Ashley and I haven't been together in a long, long time. "

I looked at Clark in the eyes, "But it's your ex-wife!" 

"Listen, Rob, drop it. You got bigger things to worry about. I found out what your mystery match is tonight." Clark looked at me a tad bit worried.

"Is it Kelly or Kat?" I said. "I figured it was down to the two of them."

"You're right, Rob. It was down to Kelly and Kat. But the problem is, they couldn't decide which one you should face. So tonight you are going to be facing them both!" Clark said.

"WHAT THE HELL??!?!" I screamed. This freaked me out. I know I could handle one girl in one on one action, but two girls, at least they had to use tag team rules.

"But here is the real kicker: They don't have to tag. It's a two on one match. Both of them at the same time. Now you can eliminate one and they have to leave the ring. Also if you lose to one, but not the other, then only the one you gets to fuck you. If you beat both of them, you get to fuck both of them in the ass." Clark informed me.

This was ridiculous. Ms. Wallace was setting it up for me to lose. I had to figure out of quick strategy to take out one girl at a time without losing myself. Clark and I sat down and started to brain storm during the opening matches. We felt that it would be best if I tried to take out Kelly first because she would be the most difficult to pin or submit due to her athletic nature. Kat was a little more violent but extremely sensitive in her clit. 

Finally, the usher came into the locker room to tell me it was time for the match. Ms. Wallace was waiting at the edge of the curtain, "Good luck Rob. You'll definitely need it tonight." She said smugly.

I just stared her down as cold as I could. My music hit and the crowd went nuts. I'm not one to brag but I had started to gather a decent fan base in the league. As I walked into the ring, the announcer screamed over the P.A. "TONIGHT, IS A TWO ON ONE HANDICAP MATCH! COMING TO THE RING, FIGHTING FOR THE NUMBER ONE CONTENDER SPOT: ROB THE ROCKET!!!!!!!!!!!!!" 

The fans went nuts as I posed on the turnbuckle. My music slowly faded out to some type of punk rock song. And there they were. Kat and Kelly were both slim and sexy. Neither was overly tall, but both walked down the entrance like the owned the place. Each one was wearing a strap-on dildo. Kelly had a bright pink one on that looked to be about 7 inches. Kat, on the other hand, was wearing an all black strap-on with a large 8 ½ inch cock on it. It went along with her black hair and dark eyes. One thing I noticed about her, is that her nipples were pierced.

Once they got into the ring, they stared at me, hands on their hips. "Ready for this things Rob? I'm going to plant this thing in your ass so deep that you'll feel like it's going to come out your mouth." Said Kat.

"Don't worry Kat, I've already fucked one girl in the ass in the middle of this ring. Might as well add the two of you!" I smile and said back to her.

The ref came in between us and explained the rules and stipulations. He had both girls remove their toys and place them ringside. 

"This was it!" I kept telling myself." This is your chance. Time to earn your title match."

The bell rang and the two girls started to head to a side of me. Kat was the first to engage me. She dove at my stomach trying to take me down. I easily stopped her by wrapping my arm around her head. I had neutralized Kat immediately, but Kelly's right hand slammed right across my face. My eyes watered up as Kelly slapped me again. 

All I could do was to push Kat down to the mat, and turn to face Kelly. Kelly was ready for a fight. She ran towards me hard, but right before she had a chance to hit me, I scooped her up and slammed her to the mat onto her back. I drove as much force as I could down into the mat because I needed to keep Kelly down as long as possible to focus my attention back to Kat. 

But again before I knew it Kat was back on her feet. She squared me up and kicked me straight in the soft section of my stomach. The wind rushed out of me as I fell to the ground next to Kelly. This was going to be a battle. Every time I get one down, the other is going to be right back up. 

Kat didn't hesitate getting right on top of me driving her knee into my stomach as if her foot wasn't enough. Once she was happy that all the wind was knocked out of my lungs, she helped Kelly to her feet. "You think you deserve a title match?" Kat screamed down at me. "You can't even bring both of us down. Tiffany would destroy you! Time to cause you some pain and get a quick submission from you, Rob!"

With that Kat grabbed one of my legs and Kelly grabbed the other. They started to pull the as far apart as they could. My hamstrings were burning as the stretched me farther and farther. The pain was getting intense. I was about to submit when I instinctively pull my legs in a little and kicked them both into their stomachs. They released me as Kat fell to the mat and Kelly stumbled back. I tried to get to my feet as soon as possible. 

Kelly had recovered and was heading straight towards me. I acted fast as I grabbed her arm and swung her into the turnbuckle. I followed her in and at the last minute threw my hip into her gut as she hit the turnbuckle. Kelly let out a gasp and crumpled to the floor. This was the break I was needing! I immediately turned and faced Kat.

She was almost to her feet as well. I picked her up and body slammed her down to the mat. I got on top of Kat, while trying to keep a close eye on Kelly, who was still slumped down in the corner. I leaned down and started to have some fun with Kat. I took her pierced nipple into my mouth and started to tease it. Kat let out a low moan as I played with the metal bar.

My hand slide down her stomach and into her pussy. To my surprise she was already really wet. I guess the excitement of the match had gotten to her. "Good Kat, make this as easy as possible for me" I quickly started to tease her clit with my thumb as I finger fucked her pussy. Kat grabbed at my wrist but couldn't pull my hand away. All of a sudden, Kat started panting. She was on the brink of orgasm. She let out a loud moan. 




The Sex Wrestling League Ch. 07



The referee got to his knees "Kat are you cumming?" He asked her. Kat just continued to moan louder and louder. She was almost there! 

A foot came sailing into the back of my head. "Get the Fuck off her!!" Kelly had gotten up and kicked me in the head. She was now diving onto my back trying to stop me from finger fucking Kat into an orgasm. Together they had stopped my hand moving in and out of Kat's pussy but my thumb was still pressing down onto Kat's clit. I reacted quickly and put Kat's nipple back into my mouth. This drove Kat over the edge. She yelled out a loud "FUCK" and bounced her hips into the air. She took over for me and started fingering out the rest of her orgasm.

One down! I was happy. Kat was happy. Kelly was pissed. As I moved back into my corner, Kelly stared at me from across the ring. Kat just laid their still slightly moaning from her own orgasm. The bell sounded for the second round.

Kelly and I met in the middle and tied up. Without being double teamed at that second, I might be able to score a quick fall with Kelly. As pissed as Kelly was, she wasn't using that anger for strength. I wrapped my arm, her neck and swept out her legs. I got right on top of her and tried to go for a quick arm-bar submission. Kelly was inexperienced, but knew how to block. She grasped her hands together tightly. No way was she letting go of her hands. I quickly switched my strategy. I slide down her body and grabbed her legs. 

Kelly immediately started to try and kick me, but it only made things easier. I hooked one of her legs under the other. I slowly tried to turn her over in my Texas Cloverleaf. She fought me all the way until I finally slide her over to her stomach. This was getting easier. I pulled back on Kelly's legs putting as much pressure on her back as I could. 

Kelly screamed out, "OOWWWW!!! You fucking ass-hole! Let me go!"""

"Submit, bitch. Come on, tap out for me." I yelled back.

I pulled back harder again. I also remembered to try to keep an eye out for Kat. Kat had made it to her feet but was still a little wobbly. She was bouncing back and forth on the ropes. Her eyes though we starting to focus on us. I had to get the submission quick. I bent down to one knee and put as much pressure as I could on Kelly's back.

"OH FUCK!! OWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!! FUCK OK! I SUBMIT! I SUBMIT! I SUBMIT!" Kelly screamed out at the top of her lungs as tears of pain rolled down her face. The bell rang as I started to let off of Kelly's legs. Two down.

Just then I felt Kat's forearm connect with my skull. Kat had been using the ropes to gain some momentum. She had been waiting for me to let my guard down so she would have a clean shot at my head. Kat leveled me to the mat. My vision was blurry. She didn't knock me out, but I definitely was having a hard time seeing. I couldn't tell which corner was mine. I blinked a few times trying to regain my composure. Just then the bell rang for the third round.

Kat was on me before echo of the bell had ended. She jumped on my back wrapping her arm around my throat and her legs around my stomach. She squeezed as hard as she could with her legs against my sides. She had some power with those legs. 

I grabbed her arm before she could really cut of my air supply. I tried to roll over so that Kat was on the mat and I was on top of her. My ribs felt like they were going to crack at the pressure. Suddenly, Kat released them and I could breath. Her legs slide off of my stomach and down over my legs. 

I was still fighting with Kat's arm when, I heard her whisper into my ear, "You forgot about Kelly."

Kelly was at my feet and kneeled down. Since Kat had my legs trapped, I was spread out wide for her having easy access to my cock. Kelly ran her hand up my leg and Kat whispered into my ear again, "My favorite part is when you try to fight off us, but your cock submits to her. " 

Kelly's hand wrapped around my cock and started to stroke it. My natural reaction was to grab Kelly's hand, but I let go of Kat's arm around my neck. Kat increased the pressure. My arm went back up to stop her. "Nice try, but it's pointless Rob. Either cum for Kelly or get choked out by me." Kat purred into my ear.

Fuck! I didn't know what to do. Kelly already had my cock hard. She smiled up at me as her hand worked up and down my shaft. Kelly slowly opened her mouth and took my balls into it. "Oh my god...." I moaned out. 

Kelly sucked firmly on my balls as she continued to stroke me a little faster. "She's good, isn't she?" Kat said. 

Kelly didn't stop there. Once she had her fill of my balls, she slowly ran her tongue up my shaft and swallowed only the head. Her mouth was so warm and wet. She knew exactly what she was doing. She cupped my balls with one hand and gave long firm strokes with her other. 

Kelly was really working my cock. I was getting closer and closer to cumming and there was nothing I could do to stop it. I thought back to my match with the Vixen, how I was knocked out when she started attacking my cock. I couldn't let Kat take me out that way too. I had to keep fighting the losing battle against my body. 

I started to breathe faster as Kelly picked up her speed. "That's it Rob, let her make you cum. She'll even let you spray it on her tits if you cum for us right now." Kat said. With that, Kelly took my cock out of her mouth and started rubbing it against the soft skin of her tits. 

"FUCK....YOU...." I coughed out.

"That's an idea, Rob. Kelly, he said Fuck You." Kat said.

Kelly smiled up at me and stood up. She squatted herself down over my cock. With one hand she inserted the head into her pussy. She gave the head a firm squeeze with her muscles. To top it all off, she started to pump the rest of my shaft with her hand. I was in heaven. My cock had never felt this good before. Kelly knew it. Kat knew it. 

My body stiffed and I felt my balls swell up. Fuck, but there wasn't much I could do about it. "That's it Kelly, he's done! Empty those balls for Kelly!" Kat whispered. "I can't wait till we get to fuck you!"

With those words, I felt my entire body tense up quickly. My balls tighten and released. Kelly saw my reaction. She pulled my cock out and started to jerk it quickly. Ropes and ropes of white cum sprayed everywhere. 

The bell rang and Kat released me from the hold. My cock was still shaking from the amazing job that Kelly had done on it. All that practice with Lindsey wasn't enough. Kelly had turned me into a fountain. 

I stood up and Kat and Kelly were both grinning at me. At least now I had to be pinned or submitted, which was going to be much harder for them. The bell rang and I decided on a new strategy. I moved back in my corner. "Come get me girls!" I screamed at them.

Neither knew what to do. I had always been willing to meet them in the center of the ring. Now so close to the ropes, I could easily break any hold they got me in. Kat was the first to come rushing at me. I timed it just right as I stepped slightly to the side and pushed her into the turn buckle. Her bare chest bounced of the turn buckle. Kelly followed Kat in. I grabbed Kat and threw her as hard as I could into Kelly. Since Kat was four inches shorter than Kelly, her head ran right into Kelly's chin.

Both staged around for a second. I bounced off the ropes and hit them with a double clothesline sending both of them down to the mat. This was my chance. I could eliminate one of them. Kelly was giving me the most trouble so I decided to focus on her. I roll Kat under the bottom rope and to the floor. She fell off the ring and hit the padded area below with a thud. The crowd gasped at the move. Most of the time they try to keep the wrestlers in the ring, but I had to get Kat out to prevent her double teaming me.

I looked over and saw Kat lying in a heap on the floor. I picked up Kelly and body slammed near the corner. I knew I had to get and orgasm out of her quickly. I rolled her legs over her chest and pinned them under the bottom rope. I then hooked her feet around the turn buckle so she was pinned on her back with perfect access to her pussy. 

"Now it's time to return the favor, Kelly" I said with a smug smile.

With that I pushed two fingers into her pussy and attached my mouth to her clit. She was extremely wet from having my dick inside her. This might be easier than I thought.

I pushed my tongue hard against her clit and started to hum against it. My finger worked at a solid pace in and out of her pussy. Kelly was going nuts. She was moaning and begging for me to stop.

"Please...oh god....Damnit...." Kelly moaned

The people in the front row could probably hear my fingers running in and out of Kelly's soaking wet pussy. She was so close to cumming. I increase my attention to her clit. I quicken my pace with my fingers. Kelly could barely control herself. "Ohh god.... That's it Rob.... Right there...." Kelly screamed.

It took me by surprise that she wanted to cum so badly. I didn't get distracted but confident that she was done. I pulled out my fingers and ran my tongue from the bottom of her slit to the clit. I put my mouth back over it and sucked as hard as I could. My tongue flicked fast against it. This sent Kelly over the edge.

"FUCK!!!!!! OHHHHH UGHHH!!!!! OOOOOOOOHHH GOD!!!!" Kelly screamed.

The ref called for the bell, "That's it! That's an orgasm! Kelly has been eliminated!" 

I had to get off Kelly as the ref unhooked her legs. He helped Kelly to her feet as she was moaning "Oh god....ohhh fuck..."

"Rob" I heard a voice behind me say.

I turned around and Kat was standing on the edge of the ring. She grabbed my head and jumped down to the floor, choking me against the top rope. She released my head and I fell back hard. The back of my head hit the mat hard with a whip. 

The ref turned and saw Kat holding her back on the floor and me lying on the ground in intense pain. He called for the bell to start to final round. Kat slowly rolled back into the ring. I was struggling to breathe after having my neck caught on the rope. My head also felt like a hammer hand been taken to it.

Just then, Kat came flying off the ropes and body splashed me in the center of the ring. Already struggling to breathe, any air that was inside me was gone. Kat lay on top of me. I moaned hard as I tried to suck in any air I could.

The ref got to the ground. He slapped the mat.....1!

2!

I was about to be pinned but couldn't breathe to do anything about it!

3!

I tried my best to kickout, but when you have had the wind completely knocked out of you, it's next to impossible to do anything about it.

I had lost. Kat jumped up in the air. Screaming her lungs out. The announcer came on over the loudspeaker, "WINNER BY PINFALL: KAT!!!!" 

I couldn't believe I had just lost. Individually, I could have easily beaten both of them. Together it was just too much.

Kat already had her strap-on tightly on. She smiled evilly as she stroked it. "Get over her Rob!" She said with a nasty tone. I followed her directions as she pushed me to my knees.

"Open your mouth" Kat ordered me.

I opened my mouth as Kat slide her thick black penis shaped dildo into my mouth. She slowly started to pump it in and out. "I'm going to enjoy this time fucking you, Rob." Kat said as she thrust the dildo deeper into my mouth.

I started to gag a little as she pushed it down into my throat. Coughing up spit onto the rubber shaft. I couldn't believe I was doing this in the middle of the ring.

"Time to get fucked, Rob." Kat ordered. She guided me to my knees and got behind me. She lubed up the dildo as she was ordered by the referee. I felt her push the head against my tight hole. "MMMM! Ready for it Rob?" Kat said as she dropped her hips and shoved all eight and a half inches into my ass.

I screamed out. It would have been a million times worse if Lindsey hadn't prepped me for this, but I could still feel the ridges and definition of her dildo. Kelly watched and smiled. "Show him how you really like to fuck your men, Kat!" She screamed from the floor.

I could feel Kat grab my hip and start to speed up. She was thrusting harder and harder into my ass. I could feel the dildo push up against my prostate again. "Ohhhh fuck!" I moaned out.

Kat knew she had hit the stop. She pulled out and turned me to my back. She pulled my legs over her shoulders and drove her strap-on back into my ass. I could feel her putting the pressure back onto my prostate. I could feel my cum starting to build up again. Kat grabbed my dick and started to jerk me off again. "Cum for me, while I fuck your ass!" She screamed.

I was close. I didn't want to give them another orgasm but it was almost impossible not to! Kat started pumping her hips harder into mine. My dick lurches and started to spray cum again. Kat held her big dildo inside me against my prostate. She jerked my cock hard as cum flew onto my chest and neck. She had wanted it to hit my face. She slowly pulled out as I laid in the middle of the ring, covered in my own cum. Kelly and Kat laughed as they headed back into the dressing room. 

The ref handed me a towel. "Tough loss Rob, I thought you had them. That's the first two on one match I've ever had to call." He said.

"Really?" I looked at him as I wiped my cum off me.

"Yeah. Ms. Wallace must have really wanted you to lose. You got a good shot at the title if you ever get another chance." He said.

"Thanks." I told him as I climbed out of the ring and walked back into the dressing room.

When I got to the back, I saw Ms. Wallace smiling. "Tough break, Rob. But admit it, you loved getting fucked in the ass by Kat. You love a girl dominating you in the middle of the ring." She said to me.

"No, but I held up my part of the match. You had to send two girls to beat me and they almost failed." I replied sharply to her.

"Well better luck next time, Rob." She really was starting to be a nasty bitch.

"So what's next? In order to get another title shot, I have to fight on Viagra or have one arm tied around my back? Don't be so scared Ms. Wallace. You know I can beat Tiffany if I faced her again." I was really starting to get pissed off. 

"Rob, no need to hostilities. We are looking for a new number one contender. You'll have your shot, just like all the other foolish guys who want to run into Tiffany. You know she has won 29 matches in a row now." Ms. Wallace informed me. "Next week, you get you chance to move up. All guys will." 

"What the hell does that mean?" I said curtly.

"You'll see. Be prepared, Rob. Also don't worry, we know you've fucked Ashley outside the ring. You'll get your chance to try and fuck her in the ring. But you'll have to wait. Ashley hasn't competed in over a year. We will have to give her time to train for you." Ms. Wallace said with a smile.

"So who do I face next week?" I asked.

"You'll see. All guys will see that they are up against the mystery. But we will have a number one contender." And with that Ms. Wallace walked off.

I headed back into the guys' locker room. Clark was waiting for me in there. "Rob, sorry about what happened out there. Don't worry though a lot of guys have lost anal matches. You aren't the first and won't be the last to get fucked with a strap-on."

Clark continued, "Anyways, if Ms. Wallace had to resort to two on one, it means they are scared of you. What did she say about next week?" 

"Something about how all men will know who the number one contender is. That it is a mystery." I told him.

"Also, she said I will have to fight Ashley some day." 

Clark looked a little surprised. "Wow. Well at least I'm an expert on her style. I'll see if I can find out about the next match. I have an idea. They haven't done this since I was champion and there was no true female number one contender. I doubt they'd do that again though." 

I looked at him nervously, "Do what again?"

"The Battle Royal. The Male vs. Female Battle Royal. All men and woman compete. It's only forced orgasms. Whatever side wins, gets to decide on who is the number one contender. If only the opposite sex remains. That person is the number one contender. If they do that, most of the girls will be after you. I doubt they'll do that though." Clark said. 

A Battle Royal sounded intense. I just hoped Clark was wrong and it would be something else. I packed my gear up and headed home. New thoughts and new types of training danced in my head as I drifted off to sleep. Waiting to hear from Clark what the next match would be.