The Pussy Fight Begins...

The two women circled each other uncertainly, the sight entirely titillating all on its own due to their nudity right at the beginning, soft flesh jiggling as they moved. All the while the crowd cheered and jeered for them to come together, more and more passersby joining the audience as they realized what was going on with open enthusiasm.

It was madness, it was my madness, I loved every minute of it.

Walking around them, I kept a, bit of a distance, watching how things would turn out, despite their angry start it didn’t take long for them to disengage and get all defensive and shit. It was clear they had absolutely no experience with wrestling and they circled again and again while acting as if they were about to attack before breaking off.

The group of ladies from before pressed back to the front all of them brandishing dildos with manic expressions at the wrestling mother-daughter duo. I couldn’t believe I hadn’t known about that sex shop and had to wonder about my fortune in choosing this particular spot for my round of lewd entertainment.

The crowd was getting agitated, yelling lewd comments at the women and reaching out towards them in the hopes of engaging them. They obey the dirt circle however, even as much as it agitates them, I decided to be a good sport and ignore the one or two that stumbled in, and quickly pull themselves back.

I was really feeling the weight of Anko, as much as I enjoyed the sight of her cunt and inner thighs framing my view, it was getting tiring. Still, I soldiered on and commanded my assistant, “Slap their asses until they get with the picture! Just because their sluts, doesn’t mean they should be pussies!”

He nodded quickly, a feral grin on his face, smartass after he got over the potential fuckup he nearly did, quickly got into his role as assistant with some vigor, he liked this new sport as well as everyone else did, and he certainly was going to **** the fact he could punish the girls… on my command of course.

He marched right over to the duo and without preamble slapped the mother Meri across her plump ass, it wasn’t a soft by any means, it was a fucking wallop, and I loved the acoustics her fat arse gave as the fleshy clap pierced through the ROAR of the crowd at the sight, she leaped a foot into the air, crying out as she stumbled forward, a red mark left on her as she awkwardly tried to regain her balance.

Assistant (because fuck it, I can’t call him smartass after that), then rounded on the daughter, ready to ‘encourage’ her as well.

Seki moved quickly before he could touch her, leaping forward to slam her smallish boobs against her mother’s big tits and wrapping her arms around her. They scrambled and fell to the ground, crawling all over each other. Legs wrapped around waists, feet flailing in the air. They rolled over each other, rounded buttocks jiggling and flexing with their exertions.

My cock was growing hard in Anko’s throat again, and as much as I enjoyed the feeling of her around me, plus the thrill of using a kunoichi to the base sexual level of an onahole, I wanted the freedom to introduce my prick to the two contenders or even some of the cuties in the crowd.

At the same time… I kinda see it as a uniform nearly, hilariously enough, I might try and position her differently maybe, when the first round is down I might try that. A little late for it now, just enjoy the show, Nijito… hnn~

Seki was the first to go for her mom’s pussy. She ended up on top of her mother. They were both shiny with sweat and clearly exhausted, their movements sluggish after only a couple minutes of exertion. Which I imagine might be a problem since it’s still the first round and we need another, two or more after this. I might have to have breaks happen between rounds… shit this was actually becoming a sport, and here I was only expecting **** lesbian antics.

In the crowd around them, I caught sight of one dude actually masturbating, he was trying to be discreet about it, the buzz and excitement of the crowd helping mask his movements, as he watches, his eyes locked on Seki’s posterior as it juts up in the air.

I note their exhaustion, and lean towards my assistant, who was watching intently himself, “Hey, going to need some energy drinks, I’ll cover you with the winnings for this fight… have you seen any bets taking place?”