Pin & Fuck Wrestling's a part of the show!
It was the second bout of the night that I had been pinned down in. The first one, I had just lost my bra. That was Tiger Lil! v. Diamond Vixen, that's me folks! Tiger Lil, the bitch, bit both my nipples even though I had submitted. Of course the crowd cheered her on and screamed at her to take off my knickers and fuck me. When I threatened to kick her teeth in, she stepped back and saluted the crowd and was announced the winner and she bowed out and was booed out of the ring. Guess she forgot to pack her strap-on, or she didn't fancy me!
This last bout was against a new girl, Jenny the Blitz! She was 12 pounds of muscle heavier than I was. You know the type, built like an Amazon.
As all mud-wrestling bouts do, we started on our hands and knees in more mud than usual. My bikinis are especially made with Velcro fastenings, so it is easier to rip off, in fact my opponent had borrowed a knickers and bra set off me. We had discussed strategy and had practiced ripping the panties and bras off each other to give good effect. Obviously this turned us on so much we kissed and fondled each other lovingly in the loo. A not uncommon practice among women mud-wrestlers as it puts us in a mood for what lies ahead in the ring. Lot's of people brand us as lesbians, but they are far from right. Bi-sexual maybe. I can't wait for my Husband to get his penis into me when we get home from a show. That usually happens in a hot relaxing bath. When I wrestle with men and end up getting pinned and fucked by them, it is not with the morals of a lesbian.
So, getting together with our opponents meant that we did not go in the ring cold towards each other. It was the type of wrestling where we did not require skill or aggression, because basically it was a strip show to tease and tantalize the audience so that they go home and fuck their partners. The sexual overture at the end of the bout was more to reward the winner than the audience, although the men in the audience will tell you a different story. That is the way it should be. It's what brings the people flocking to see us. When Larry wrestles with men and he knows that it is going to end in sex with that man, whether he is the Victor or the loser he has to be prepared to put on a show, just as the Gladiators did in the Roman arenas. It does not make him homosexual. Although, my Larry does not mind losing.
The ring was in a huge barn out in the sticks. The ring itself was on the boarded floor with a sorbo rubber sheet which is covered with a heavy polystyrene six foot square sheet and the thick gooey mud was a beige colour, something like cream chocolate in colour. Don't ask me where they get it from? I haven't a clue! What I do know it tastes salty, because of the amount I have had stuffed into my mouth. Getting back to its origin, I only know when Larry and I put on a private show at home he gets it delivered in large drums. We sent to America for this two metre square tray with soft rubber ridged sides, It cost more for freight than the trough, I think it's called. Once the mud is in it, it's brilliant. We can also put the mud back into the drum for later use. Naturally, we do not let anyone else use it, for sanitary reasons.
The rules? There wasn't any except standing up with your opponent isn't allowed. Sex, if any has to be agreed by opponents and managers which in my case is my Husband, Larry. Fleeing out of the ring is classed as a win for the person who remains in the ring. The loser has to go back in and take her punishment. In some Japanese and some Mexican rings, the winner wears a strap-on cock. Saying all that, if you are out in the sticks as we were today, anything goes!
Before the whistle for the, 'Off'' Jenny and I had snarled and spat at each other like alley cats. Coming up onto our hinds and clawing at each other, never contacting. It stirs up the crowd. Sex is a paramount attraction for the crowds to these shows and they are really awaiting the last four bouts of the evening which I was booked for two of. It was against men and it is always a guarantee for the female to be pinned and fucked to completion. I was billed for the last show of the evening where I'm to take a fall and get screwed anally. The first bout with a guy was a free for all where the winner asks the audience what they should do with the loser? If I win they will call for me to fuck the guy with a strap-on. Guess you can guess what they will call if I lose. By that time they usually know what size of cock the guy has! I have never yet met a male mud-wrestler with less than eight inches of cock! Most of the wrestlers in the fuck-bouts are chosen for their cock size rather than there wrestling skills. Eight inches is considered to be little! Larry has a thick nine inches of highly usable meat. I love to watch him fucking his losers. To see the look on their faces when it first goes into their assholes.
He has two fuck bouts too. The first one, he has to take a dive against a mountain of a woman by the name of Amazoniac. She has a very painful looking, very large strap-on. The second he is to win, against a woman by the name of Fairy Mammoth. She has huge powerful thighs and only men take her on. She has a ridged strap-on which can be painful to take up an already well fucked ass. On the way home tonight he is going to stink of cunt juices.
I would love a private bout with Fairy Mammoth. She always shaves her pussy before a bout. Come to think of it, I do too! Or Larry does it for me. It saves mud matting in your pubic hair. The female attendants always wash the wrestlers down before they fuck each other. A chore they really enjoy! They always bring a dais into the ring and the fucking is done on the raised dais.
The crowd often call out for the loser to be strapped down and gagged. A woman in the audience usually provides her knickers for the gag. I think some of the women must wear their knickers 24/7, they are rancid with fuck juices. I have to admit they taste better than the mud.
As the matches are advertised on the net, people come from far and wide paying hundreds of pounds for ring side seats. Quite often there is as much fucking going on in the audience than there is in the ring.
Larry and I usually earn 2,000 pounds for a match, sometimes more. I can get a 1000 for taking on two guys, with me getting a DP at the end of it. They are usually carried out in some rich guys house where he invites his elite friends.
In these parties you start off naked once you have removed your comic outfit. Members of the audiences take part. Both men and women of the elite strip off and jump into the ring with you. In these cases I always use my strap-on cock up them.
Larry and I have travelled all over Britain, America, Mexico and Japan. We are booked to go to Germany next. In parts of Japan, women wrestlers are allowed to wear strap-ons to fuck the losers whether they are male or female. The internet spreads customs all over the world at the speed of light.
I often train with Larry who is an ex-free style and Greco-Roman wrestler, but went for the mud wrestling because you have less chance of getting hurt and there is a lot more money in it. Larry loved it when I did my anal training with him. It is all show and planned out to incite the crowds.