One half of a tag team

So, now that I'm a full timer, I have to travel with the main show, and train while on the go. Even if I'm not scheduled to compete, which I am tonight, I'm still on the move. And let me just say, when I was part of this, way back in '07, we didn't do anywhere near this kind of traveling. Luckily I managed to catch a nap in the hotel before coming to the venue where we had been set up, but I was running a little late thanks to that. Now in my dressing room, I had finished dressing, putting on my red bikini when a knock sounded on my door.

"Alicia!" Mina's voice sounded a little hurried. She had wanted me ready a half hour before the match, I assumed to talk tactics and such, but I had only left her about fifteen. "Are you dressed, I've got people with me!"

I know you may think it's a little strange, protecting modesty when I'm involved in a sex wrestling league, but the time just before and after match is regarded as like...a private moment, I guess you'd say. Time for yourself that shouldn't be intruded on without permission. It's sort of a culture thing in our league.

"I'm decent, come in!"

With that, Mina opened the door, coming in with a two people a man and a woman. I had seen them before, moving about backstage.

"This is Andy, and Maria. They're part of the wardrobe and costuming people." Mina introduced them

"Hi!" Maria said enthusiastically. "I was, no am, a fan of yours. From your early days, back when they were recording the matches on DVD. I still have a lot of those. And then a few weeks ago when you took on Aurelius, that ending just wow."

"Yeah, ignore the fangirl." Andy said with a sideways, but not unkind look. "Although, I have to say, I'm impressed that someone who's been away as long as you have managed to come back and get a win, even if it was against one of the rookies. "So I got together with Maria, and well she told me that you were missing something from back in the day. So we came with a present."

With that Maria produced a brown box and set it down on the floor, before motioning to it.

"I hope you like it!" she said.

Curious, I opened the box. I moved aside the packing material and then gasped in surprise. Pulling out the gift, a black leather jacket, I turned it about. Red rhinestones on the back spelled out the letters RR for Ruby Ryder. Just like the one I had when I was first competing. Although, there was an addition. Engraved and stitched on the back, with red thread under the letters was the silhouette was a long haired woman straddling a motorcycle.

"Oh my god...." I breathed. "Where did you....is this...?" I stammered.

Andy grinned.

"It's not your original jacket. Nobody knows what happened to it after you left." he answered. "But, I managed to find another jacket with the same retro bomber style that original had. Maria then did the work customizing the jacket, including the added touch of the woman on the bike."

Maria smiled wordlessly at me as I processed this.

"Guys...thanks so much. I don't know what to say. Thank you." I said to the two. I would have stepped forward to hug them, but then Mina cut into the touching scene.

"Hey, Ruby, you've got to be out in the ring soon." she said.

Putting on the jacket, I smiled at the two of them. Maria hurriedly pulled out her phone to take a picture, so I posed provocatively, leaning against a wall, arm over my head. The girl turned an almost alarming shade of red as she took the picture, freeing me up to leave with Mina.

The trainer turned my mind to the match at hand.

"So, you'll be up against Rescue." she stated. "He's experienced, although mostly as a tag team member. He's usually paired up with his wife, Enforcer."

"What's with those names?" I asked with a sideways glance.

"Well his real name is Tony, and his wife is Monica. But you'll see the reason for the stage names when they come out." Mina replied. "Now like I was saying this guy is experienced, unlike Marcus. You won't be saved by some premature sexual submission. He's strong too, so don't expect him to back away from any tests of strength. That being said, he uses that power in very straight forward ways. He's not a genius at grappling, but he isn't afraid to toss you around the ring. Also, one more thing: Between him and his partner....he has **** a lot more sexual submissions than she has, so you're in there with the better erotic grappler of the two."

"Oh..." I smiled as this match got a lot more interesting. "You know how to get me motivated for a match…"

"I thought you'd like that...."

After I made my to the ring, clad in my new jacket, I awaited the arrival of my opponent.

"From Albuquerque, New Mexico, being accompanied to the ring by his partner, Enforcer, he is one half of Team Nine-Eleven! He is....Rescue!" the announcer called.

Oh....that's the reason for the names. Rescue came down to the ring, clad in a fireman's jacket thrown over his shirtless torso and red wrestling speedo. His wife, Enforcer, was dressed as a police officer, one that I wouldn't mind pulling me over for a speeding ticket, let me just say.

Climbing into the ring, Tony, err, Rescue, took off the fireman's coat he was wearing, putting on display a body hot enough that I thought he should change his stage name to Firehazard. Stepping to the center of the ring, we stood facing each other as the ref, a guy this time, explained the rules. The standard SFL engagement, a best of three fall match up. Submissions and orgasms both counted as falls, of course. These rules really sounded like they made matches far shorter than what I was used to, which were first to three falls. I mean sure, you could blitz through a match three to zero, but really each match was more like a back and forth war. Like how my match with Junior went. But here, I couldn't afford to lose two falls in a row.

"Ruby Ryder," Rescue began as soon as the ref finished. "You know, I heard that you set some record in your last match. Fastest orgasm **** from an opponent. From start of sexual contact to an orgasm, forty eight seconds."

"Well, not that I mind holding a record after my first match back. But, he was a rookie." I gave a modest shrug and a smile. I mean, I felt bad for Mark because that was going to be something that would hang over him for a good while. But yeah, still, that's a solid boost to my own reputation. "Turned out I was too hot for a gladiator to handle. But you, Mister Fireman, should be used to dealing with...heated situations."

I'm a sucker for bad puns. I'm not sorry at all.

"Mmm, well I believe I have the hose for the job." he replied.

Ehh....points for effort.

The ref sent us to our corners to await the bell. I took my jacket off, handing it to a tech who put it away for safe keeping. Rescue stripped down to his tights. When the bell rang, Rescue came at me straight on, charging to meet me in the center of the ring. We went into what I call a sexfighters' clinch, each of us with a hand clasping the back of the other's head as the other darted for the other's crotch. We locked eyes as our hands worked on each other. Soon I had his cock hard, bulging in his tights as I ran my fingers over its length through the material. His fingers rubbed and pressed against my pussy, showing a good deal of experience as he focused on the lips of my sex through my bikini bottoms. We both gasped and groaned softly, but kept our eyes locked with each other, waiting for a sign of distraction, of weakness.

I slid my fingers up the hard length until I found the head of his cock. I began to focus my attention on it, rubbing and squeezing it. Tony groaned, his eyes closing as he tried to block out the pleasure. Just the chance I was waiting for.

Moving suddenly, I hip tossed him onto the mat while he was unfocused. The firefighter hit the ground on his back with a grunt of pain. He sat up almost as soon as he hit the ground but the throw had put me behind him already. I jumped up and dropped to my knees from my position while knotting my hands together and driving them down on the top of Rescue's head with all my strength added to the **** of gravity!

"Ahh fuck!" he cried out, clutching his head and falling onto his back in agony!

"Get up! You can't just lay there!" His wife, Enforcer yelled out at him.

But her warning came too late for him. I was already securing a hold, crawling over him, my chest and head between his legs. My own pair crossed behind his head, securing it between my thighs as my hands pulled down his tights just enough to free his cock. Rescue groaned as I squeezed down on his head. The ref, drawn by the sound, asked him if he wanted to give as I removed my top. But he valiantly refused, calling out "No!" as his police officer spouse cheered for him. He would then start to reach for the ropes, which were actually close. His reach fell a little short, but he began to shift and slide us closer. That's ok though....I didn't want his submission here, I had other plans.

I slipped his cock between my tits, my large orbs nearly engulfing the enitre member as I used my hands to squeeze them tight. From between my thighs I heard a shuddering "Mmmnn....ohhhh my god." and Tony's struggles suddenly stopped for a moment. First sliding one breast up and down one side of his shaft, and then the other, I drew another wordless moan of pleasure from him.

"You like titjobs, don't you...?" I called back teasingly as I discovered a turn on, a weakness. It was a sexfighting talent I developed through experience. You see, everyone has things they like, sex acts they respond more to, that are harder for them to resist, and I could eventually find out what that weakness was. Eventually. Some people are better at hiding it than others....but not our honest fireman. "Especially from women with big tits like mine, hm? Lucky for you, I'm really good at those."

I was aware of Tony's hand grasping the rope. The ref then began to call for me to release the headscissor hold, since he got a rope break. However rope breaks don't stop sexual exchanges. As soon as his head was free Rescue's hands moved aside the part of my bikini covering my pussy as he moved into a true sixty nine with me. Soon I felt a surprisingly nimble and skilled tongue probing at my folds, making me quiver and moan "Ohhh...fuck..." as my own sexual attack stalled. Ok, no wonder this guy has a good amount of **** orgasms. Finally, a worthwhile sexual duel, my first since I came back.

"Come on, work that slut's pussy!" Enforcer called from ringside. Two of his fingers worked their way into my sex, adding to the sensations coursing through me as he continued to tease the lips of my pussy, making me cry out loudly and throw my head back in pleasure for a moment!

Rallying, I squeezed my breasts together over his cock tightly and began to pump them up and down, moving my orbs quickly up and down his length. I also bent my head down, and whenever the tip of his cock was pushed through my cleavage, I would give it a quick series of circular licks with my tongue.

"Ahh...just cum for me Ruby! You know you can't take much more!" he cried out.

"Oh, I think I'm about to drain your hose mister fireman!"

For several long, heated moments we kept erotically attacking each other. Our moans and cries of pleasure were muffled by the other's groin, as the crowd waited with baited breath for one of us to give in to the other. Finally....Tony's hands and lips fell away from my sex as he threw his head back! I gave a relieved groan, having grown hot and aroused during the sexual exchange!

"Ohhhh! Oh god, Monica, babe, her tits! She's so good! Ahhhh fuck, yes!" he called out. With a last loud cry, his hips thrust up, the head of his cock pushing up from my cleavage as it erupted with bursts of his hot cum, coating my tits with his submission.

"Winner of the first fall with a head scissor into titjob, Ruby Ryder!" the announcer called.

Rolling off of the firefighter, I got to my feet with a smile of triumph, although my wet sex was a testament to how close that fall was. I cupped a hand over it as I crossed over to my corner. Taking a deep breath, then another I would try to get a handle on my arousal. While there was nothing against the rules about...taking care of that with my fingers, I didn't want to give Rescue a clue at how worked up I was.

"Oh wow, what a sixty nine! Ruby hasn't been tested that much erotically since her return to action, but she managed to sexually overcome Rescue in that position! And he is no push over in a purely sexual battle. Many other women have been in Ruby's position there and found themselves cumming to his tongue!"

"Good observation, but Ruby didn't walk away unchallenged. The way she shivered and moaned throughout that exchange, she couldn't have been that far from an orgasm herself. She's going to have to focus, let her body cool down during the rest break. I don't think she should rush back into another sexual face off with Rescue in the next round...."

Letting my attention wander away from Captain Obvious the sexfighting analyst there, I focused on what was happening in Rescue's corner. Enforcer had hopped onto the apron during the rest break and was saying something in his ear. Her husband nodded, and I noticed the way their eyes would flick over to me. She must be advising him, giving him ways to adapt, tactics to try. They really were a true sexfighting couple, while I was out here by myself. Still, in the end, it's me versus Rescue. And good advice from the wife or no, I was determined to outwrestle and outfuck him....