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Chapter 9
by drrty_dawg69
Do I react in time?
I'm not fast enough.
She hits me squarely with her full weight, knocking me to the mat. She's not too heavy, but the solid slab of muscle hurling herself against my chest takes the fight right out of me. I try to lift her off, but my arms are weakened and limp.
I can feel the weight of her rock-hard form on my body cushioned by her heaving bosoms, soft but for the stiff nipples. Laying across my upper torso, she wraps her legs around one of my arms, and skillfully holds the other pinned with her arm. My shoulders are down, but she ignores counting me out, going straight for the one part of me that isn't limp with her free hand.
"Mmmm," she murmurs, sliding her hand up and down my member, her voice fairly dripping with desire. I'm nearly ready to burst, barely holding back any longer.
Still winded, I make a feeble attempt to escape, feeling my biceps straining against her wet, smooth pussy and steel thighs. She stops me short, pinning me down all the more. She shakes her head coyly, with a smile to match. She finally has me literally down for the count.
"One..." she says, barely above a whisper. I can't hold on much longer.
"Two..." she continues, tightening her grip on my cock. I bite down on my lip.
"Three!" she exclaims at last, as I simultaneously ejaculate, squirting straight up in a geyser that she's been building me up to the entire match. I know she planned it that way.
She gives me time to recover, and I sit up to find her sensuously licking my semen off her fingers, maintaining eye contact with me.
"That was a good fight," I say in a tired voice I hardly recognize as my own.
She looks back at me with a loving smile.
"I'm glad that this is the only kind of fight we ever get into."
I nod my head in exhaustion, and fall back on the mat.
"I may need a little time before I can get you off," I tell her.
"That's okay," she replies softly. "I'll manage to entertain myself until then..."
She straddles me, and starts fingering herself. I smile, and close my eyes.
I may have gotten her in a few good holds, but I've been her plaything this entire match, and I just found out the hard way.
What's next?
- No further chapters
Newlyweds' Erotic Wrestling Match
A sensual battle of the sexes
Pro wrestler husband vs. MMA wife. Comment/rate if you like it, and there may be a sequel!
Created on Apr 12, 2012 by drrty_dawg69
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