A bit of struggle

As I looked about the arena, breasts heaving with each deep pant for air, I began to wonder if I made a mistake trying to do this. I mean, I really had believed I wanted this, but did I truly? Or was it all just vanity talking? This Gladiator guy he wanted this win bad. Bad enough that he was apparently willing to try and turn my pussy to mush for it. He was young, fast, smart. He could probably go on to become champion, forget Rookie of the Year! Did I really belong in a ring against someone like him? Doubt built in my mind as my thoughts whirled about. All he had to do was win the next fall and he would take the match in a three fall sweep!

My gaze, which was going past the top of the ramp, caught some movement that drew my attention. Mina had stepped from behind the curtain at that moment. The trainer had an unreadable look on her face as she looked down at the ring.

"You want to be taken as seriously now as you were then?" her words came back to me. "Then beat this guy. Make him tap, fuck his brains out, and leave him on the mat as an example to rest of the roster that you are not to be taken lightly!"

I blinked as I sat up a bit straighter in my corner. Something just occurred to me, as I remembered the trainer's short pep talk. Not the being taken seriously part, although yes, I still did want that. No, the part about fucking his brains out. You see, I got caught up in Junior's game, trying to outfight him straight up. I'm not just in a wrestling league, I'm in a sex wrestling league. Fighting is only a part of what we do here. An important part sure, but not the only part.

With this in mind, I watched as Junior chatted with the costumed fangirl, the one in the toga. A petite young thing, dressed like the girl from the gladiatorial movie that Junior seemed **** to recreate. He blew a kiss at her, and she laughed in a carefree manner as he turned to get ready for the bell as the rest period came to an end. That was, strange. Still, I shoved that into the back of my mind as I came up with something resembling a plan. Remember, Alicia, play to your strengths.I focused up, quieting my mind as I leaned back in the corner.

The bell rang, and my foe came out with a few running steps to the center of the ring, expecting me to charge out and meet him like I did last fall. But I remained in my corner, leaning heavily against the turnbuckles, the picture of a woman near defeat. To be honest I'd take every moment at rest as possible, especially after taking a KO from that facesit. Still I **** myself to be ready. Junior paused, a confused look crossing over his features, but as he took in my appearance, a confident grin spread over his features and he made his way over to me, a grin on his face as he crossed the ring.

The blonde reached out grabbing me by the wrist, I guess to whip me out of the corner. But I didn't give him the chance. Instead I dove forward, slamming into him, pressing our bodies together. He tried to stay standing, but my greater mass and momentum wouldn't be denied. He fell backwards, with me going with him. As we toppled, I made sure to seize a hold of his hands, as well as position a good part of my body over his stomach. The impact drove my weight down into his belly, knocking wind out of him, leaving him dazed and gasping with me straddling his waist.

I sent my legs down, wrapping one around each of the Gladiator's. Then I began to pull them apart, spreading him open in a grapevine pin. That got his attention. Giving a yell, he tried to buck and thrust as I pinned his hands and arms down to the mat, just above his head. I also rolled my hips against his as he tried to use them to free himself, grinding my sex down against his cock, using his motions to generate more friction between us.

"N-no, wait...." he gasped softly as I felt his cock practically leap into hardness.

"Oh, Junior did you wait when I asked you to before you tried to wrap my pussy around a ringpost?" I said, somehow managing to give a growl that was part sultry, part primal as I replied.

"This is different, don't-!"

"Shh, save your air, you're going to need it..." I interrupted him by suddenly leaning down pressing my heavy breasts down over his face, starting to smother him! At the same time with a quick, practiced movement of my hips, I took his member into me, my pussy gripping him as I **** him to enter it. I felt a heavy moan vibrate the skin of my breasts, a muffled smattering of words following it that I couldn't make out.

The crowd began to cheer wildly at the sudden sexual and smothering onslaught I began. I started to thrust my hips back and forward. I hissed for a second. Thanks to Junior's repeated clawing, I was a bit tender, but nothing I couldn't handle. And having his cock in me, trapped, was like a salve all it's own, soothing me. Now, I began to really get settled in. This wasn't my best way to ride a guy's cock, as I felt I couldn't really get the full range of hip motions I'd like. But still, it would serve to keep him hot and bothered, burning more air in the smother I had him in. A thrust backwards, taking him in, a hard squeeze with those pussy muscles on the way back as I make him withdraw from my pussy a bit. Kegel exercises ladies. Keeps your pussy tight and helps you squeeze out cum from the most stubborn cocks. Guys too, actually. Helps the men hold off an orgasm longer. Good erotic wrestlers of either gender know the use having strong muscles 'down there.' And thrust, and squeeze. And again-huh?

Wait was that, did he just...?

Trapped under me, I felt Junior suddenly give a shaking thrust with hips, as best as he was able to. His cum exploded out into me as I was caught off guard from the sudden, quick orgasm. The ref saw it though, and began calling for me to release the hold, which I did. I let him out of me as I rolled off to the side, I came to a rest on my knees as the younger man's orgasm finished, the last of his cum from his climax splattering on the canvas. I guess someone didn't do their Kegel exercises?

Standing over the younger man, I looked down on...Aurelius, was it? He looked less like a gladiator now and more like a young man who just got caught doing something shameful. Some of the crowd let out bursts of laughter at his rather...abrupt...sexual submission, which might explain the blush forming along his cheeks as he looked up at me with wide eyes. For my part, I gave him a condescending smirk.

"So, let me guess, quickest 'spear' in Rome, hmm, Gladiator?" I told him. In response, he only averted his gaze away from mine as I shook my head.

"And, with a combination breast smother, grapevine and cock riding hold, Ruby Ryder forces one of the fastest orgasmic submissions on record!" the announcer called as the fans burst into cheers.

I turned away from Junior with a flip of my dark hair and strode back to my corner, head high. Afterwards, he got up and fairly scurried back to his corner.

The commentators, of course had something to say.

"My God, how hot was that fall?! I mean, she totally lured him in! Aurelius was all confidence and then, bam, a takedown, a grapevine and tit smother later, the guy is practically locked down. All the multitasking Ruby did during that ride, then the three hip pump finish..."

"You know, I don't know what just happened there. The Gladiator has lasted against all manner of handjobs and blowjobs from his fellow rookies. Ruby is the sexual veteran here sure, but he's seen some action! That quick submission was just so surprising. You know though there is one person who probably didn't think that fall was hot: Ruby herself! I mean she gets ready for a sexual showdown and bam, it's over before it really begins for her!"

Oh I don't know about that guys. There is something kinda sexy about being in a sexfight and making another person cum almost in about as much time it took to start my motorcycle before the ride here from the hotel. What? Yeah, I ride. Used to. Ex-husband didn't like me on one. I've taken it back up again. You know what, lets focus on the match, hm?

I tuned the commentators out as I looked over at Junior's corner. He leaned against the turnbuckles looking downcast. He looked a far cry from the Gladiator I thought he was before this fall, the one I didn't think I could share the ring with. Mina was right of course. Confidence and the projection of it was a big part of the game and he had lost all of his, letting me see him as the rookie he really was. One who I'm starting to think has made one of worst mistakes a person in this league can make, before he even set foot in the ring. I saw him turn his head towards that girl in the front row, but she just sat there in her seat, motionless, unlike the crowd members around her. Like him, she also looked dejected, not cheering or caught up in the spectacle around her. He took his gaze away from her, and stared back down at his feet. I started to get a weird feeling about this, but mentally shoved it aside. It's almost time for the last fall. We're tied, two falls each. Winner take all here. And Junior, I want this....no, I need this!