The fight had been intense. The orgasms, even more so. She had won the first one, as she pretty much knew she would. And she felt powerful. Making him submit, riding his face, jerking him off with her hand. She didn't know how much better it could get... until she did.
"Hey, babe. I kinda have an idea..." He looked up from his plate at her.
"Oh yeah? What is it?"
"How would you like to involve a friend in this?"
It didn't take him long to furrow his brows together.
"Your friend or my friend? What for?"
"Well, she is not a friend. But I think she could be fun. I mean we have never done anything before but I feel like she could fit in here nicely."
"Please stop being vague. Who is she? And why do you want to bring her in?"
"Okay, well... she is a friend from a drunken night. She let it slip that she likes to... top guys and wouldn't even mind sharing one with someone for a night. So I was thinking some double trouble..."
"Woah... wait. You want to wrestle me together? Two on one?"
"No honey... we'll tag team it. And whoever makes you tap first gets the first shot at your cherry." She winked.
This was somehow getting hotter. He had never thought how much he'd enjoy something like what just happened. And now there was an offer to double it. He was curious.
"Let me see what she looks like..." He smiled.
She smiled back. At least he was open to the idea. She grabbed her phone and flipped through her gallery and brought up a selfie.
"That's me, and the one next to me is her."
One look is all it took. She looked gorgeous.
"Her name is Kayla. Let me message her." She quickly typed a message and sent it.
"There we go. If she's in town, she should be up for it. She..." Before she could say more, her phone buzzed. She picked it up and smiled, looking up at him. Quickly, she typed something again and then left her phone down, looking up at him with a smile.
"You are going to get destroyed tomorrow!" She giggled.
...
The next day, the doorbell rang sharp at 4.
"That must be her. You ready for some serious fun?" Sky winked and walked to the door and opened it.
"Heyyyy!!" They both said excitedly in their girly voices, greeting each other.
"So. Where is my prize?" Kayla beamed, stepping inside and looking around for him. And there he was, apparently well prepared for today. She walked straight up to him and went in for a hug before her right hand made its way back between them and she caught his balls in her palm and his lips into a kiss. He was stunned.
"Oh this is going to be fun!" She cooed once she broke the kiss.
...
And here they were. On the mats. Ready to wrestle. He was in his briefs. And she had stripped down to her bra and panties. They both got onto their knees, and slowly made their way close to each other, bending a little, ready for a fight. Sky decided to referee for this one. Let Kayla have a taste of him herself. Tag team would always be an option.
"Your ass is going to be so sore tomorrow morning!" She teased and smiled. Her confidence was just something else.
He circled her too, but he was half assured that he'd lose. He went in for her hands and she went for his, until she suddenly grabbed his wrists instead, pulled him in toward her and slid aside, letting him fall face first onto the mat. He began to get up, as she knew he would. She stepped in behind him and stopped him as soon as he got on his fours. She pressed her body down onto his from beside him and tried to keep him down. Struggling against both of their weights, he eventually collapsed, his elbows and knees buckling as he fell onto the mat face down. She quickly slid over his body and pinned his arms down beside him. She then took one of his arms and twisted it behind his back.
They were both panting, and beads of sweat had begun to glisten on their bodies. It had just begun, but they'd already spent a lot of energy while she was trying to get him down. Holding his twisted arm on his back, she lifted herself up, pushing her other hand down onto the mat. And she decided to have little fun already. She lifted her crotch off him and slammed it right back down onto his ass, laughing. She gave him a couple thrusts before getting off of him and standing back up.
"Come on. You're so much fun that I give you one more chance!" She smiled.
He got back up and turned around to face her. He already seemed pretty flushed. Any guy would if a girl thrusted into his ass like that. She was going to make easy work of him, he knew. But he wasn't going to go away without a fight. He didn't pause for long. He went in for her again, to try and get some upper hand. But she pulled him in again and rolled as they both fell behind her. When he opened his eyes, she had him in a hug with his face trapped between her firm but cushion-y boobs. She was lying on top of him, smushing her boobs into his face and rubbing them all over while he struggled. He tried to push her off but he couldn't move. In his attempts to try and escape, he was using up a lot of breath, and he wasn't getting nearly enough of it because of her breasts cutting his nose and mouth off from air. Soon, her legs entwined against his and spread into a grapevine. He began to moan and groan under her. His groin muscles were aching from the stretch, she knew. But she wanted to push his limits and continued until he started making panicky noises. She then let go of some pressure and lifted her breasts off his face.
"What's that?"
"You win... Please... Stop..." He panted back.
She eased the pressure and got off of him. She sat down beside him and ruffled his hair.