WARNING: The following is a work of erotic fan fiction, the events of which are completely made up and did not happen, and is no true reflection of the wrestlers, promotions, places, etc depicted or referenced within. Fantasy is legal. This material is unsuitable to be viewed by those under the legal age limit of viewing pornographic material in your current country of residence. I do not own TJPW or any of the wrestlers, persons etc referenced in this story. All characters are 18 years or older in this story.
Starring: Sayuri Namba (TJPW)
Sayuri's Mic Check
An erotic celebrity fan-fiction story.
By DaxG2001
Codes: Cons, MF, oral, inter.
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This story is set in the same universe as fics such as Fired Idol, Better Queen and Pleasing Lady Sakisama. Prior reading of those stories is recommended, but not required.
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The success in raising brand awareness, star power, and as of late getting international bookings for some leading women of the Tokyo Joshi Pro Wrestling promotion and other smaller companies in Japan certainly made for some solid paydays. Over and above the usual business dealings in the music and PR world that Malcolm Laurence, a handsome, mature African-American who lived and worked in Japan, usually enjoyed. It meant happy executives in his company and the ones he dealt with, a good paycheck and some benefits.
It also led him to be able to enjoy a selection of fine, tight-bodied Asian women as fuck buddies with the frequent, private 'business meetings' at his office, backstage at live events and a select few times at the odd hotel room as well. There was only one slight issue with having such big names be in and out of the country to perform in the United States -- they weren't around to fuck here and now. The double-edged sword of bagging leading talents who are in high demand.
The solution? Go after some attractive in their own right but less famous, well-known or successful Joshi talents on the TJPW roster. Ones that came with actually more lucrative careers outside of the ring that he could seize upon to boost careers, enhance fame and make cash for both sides. Granted, Malcolm still didn't care too much about the actual ins and outs of the sport of pro wrestling or take in the shows to watch for entertainment. His focus was still very much on having hotties with snug holes to fill up with his big black dick. And he'd gotten his sights set on a couple of names to try and bag at least one of. Knowing it was nice to have a fallback plan or two in case of an 'incident' as once happened with a certain spooky 'Chairman' not that long ago.
One of them he had his eye on was Juria Nagano. A still rookie in the wrestling business but with a notable acting career on TV and movies which would be very easy to take advantage of. The other Yuki Arai who was far more experienced, was a member of a well-known Idol group in Japan that he could work with with his music industry connections. Either of them, if not both if he was very lucky, would be easily a fine money maker. And the bonus of getting them nicely addicted to some BBC as he's done to other Joshis in the past would be even better.
As he checked his notes backstage at the 'Wrestle Princess 4' event by TJPW, he thought of a rough plan in his head should he encounter any of the women on his mind. While dressed nicely in a suit with tie, and with the full backstage and VIP access passes (as has come with being seen as a PR and image consultant so successful with Joshi talents, he just needs to ask and he'll get them), he still stuck out with his dark skin, size and handsome, mature looks.
But as sometimes is the case for Malcolm, his plans changed. And that happened the moment he glanced up and saw someone stepping out of a dressing room just down the hallway. While he got by visiting these shows on the bare minimum to fake that he knew what was going on in the sport, even he could recognise the familiar, stylish black and white lolita-style dress outfit of the gorgeous ring announcer for TJPW in Sayuri Namba. With long dark hair and nice, thick red lipstick on, Namba wasn't just a stunning Japanese woman but her looks meant she was a lot hotter than a good chunk of the actual in-ring competitors on the roster. And with there being a good few hours before the show itself begins, why not try his luck banging a woman who's just a part of the Joshi industry instead of being one for once?
"Ah, excuse me? Namba-Chan?" He called out just as she was about to turn and leave.
A look over, and while it wasn't the infamous, wide-eyed stare she's known for she still had a brief look of surprise. But that expression soon showed she knew who this man was even for a dark-skinned foreigner. "Oh! You are, Malcolm-San, yes?" She gave a gorgeous, friendly smile before she turned to face him as he approached. "The one who has helped Itoh-Chan and others with their bookings in America, yes?"
"Guilty as charged!" He smiled, stopping in front of the young beauty. "Well, I certainly have a hand in things but I can't say I arrange everything from flights to hotels and the like." He said to joke. "But I heard that this was the most important show of the year for the company so, you know, I needed to stop by and check some things out. See if I can help any other of the great talents here shine even brighter and get even more eyes on the product, you know?" He lied. Just buttering her up to act like he cared about the sport when all he was after was some hot, tight pussy to rail.
"Ah, so generous! Thank you, Malcolm-San." Sayuri bought it easily and had no reason to doubt him. Proof that word hadn't spread around the locker room about what he got up to with his Joshi clients. "Yes, it's a very important show tonight. I'm very excited for it! I hope you enjoy the matches and please, if you need any notes or assistance about the event or our stars? Please let me know. I'm sure they'd be thrilled if you could help them as you've done to the others in our company." She said with a respectful bow of the head.
"Oh, I'm sure they will be thrilled." Malcolm said and his words had a hidden meaning to them. "But you know, Namba-Chan... You're quite an exceptional talent in your own right." He said. The ring announcer was caught off guard by the compliment and left wide open for him to use his charms to disarm her further. "So energetic on the mic, giving so much hype and making sure everyone's all excited for the matches? That's a special kind of talent... And it's exactly the kind of thing I'm looking for in a client."
"M-Me??" Now that wide-eyed look was on her face at this surprising turn of events. "Oh no no no! I'm just the announcer! It's the wrestlers who are the real stars!" She modestly said.
"Oh now, come on, Namba-Chan. No need to be so humble." He smiled, and not just because his plan worked right away. "There's a lot of opportunities for a woman like you here in Japan as well, and not just to ring announce. I'm sure you've had plenty of dreams of doing other things, correct?" Malcolm said to push her to get what he wanted.