This can be read and enjoyed as a stand-alone story, but deeper character depth and the effects of the plots, rivalries, and the progress, twists and turns of the Asian Sexfight Championship will be found by reading the entire series.
Buoyed by the first three Round One contests I had seen (see Chp 2&3) I had planned my day meticulously to get as much action as I could, and my day started early with the matchup of Seed 2 Zhang Wu (Hong Kong) versus Seed 31 Fu Hai Shoo (Singapore).
Even so, I arrived late for the start of this contest. I was attending not because I wanted to see the one-sided event the seedings predicted, but to see if Zhang Wu, who had held the title for three years before being beaten in the last Championship by Nha Tran, was ready to reclaim her title. Late, because I was having to wait for Anissa my 18year old from Indonesia who was having trouble keeping up on her new extreme high heels. And as you know I am a gentleman, and the fact she had our money in a waist belt in case we were robbed by Jakarta hoodlums who would think I had all the cash, had nothing to do with waiting for her. I tell you I would trust her with the money even if I wasn't beside her.
As we sat down front row, we could see the nude Zhang Wu working on the naked, slim, middle-aged Singaporean newcomer. Fu Hai was lying spread-eagled in the black adjustable sex swing as Zhang Wu worked on her. I could immediately see that Zhang Wu's body was in great shape. Her full tits stood out like grapefruit above her rock-hard abs and firm arse and long shapely legs. I always said you could see if Zhang Wu was in top shape for a contest by the level of her arousal and her thick quivering nipples and swollen areolae told the tale. She was geared up and ready to go. It looked like she was really primed not only for the Championship but for the event following the competition, the nude best bodies where for the last six years she had been declared champion in the over 40s, and three times overall champion. I could see she wanted numbers seven and three.
The fingers of her left hand controlled the depth and speed of a vibrating mushroom-shaped arse plug while her left palm directed the nine-inch dildo buried in the Singaporean newcomer Fu Hai's cunt. Her right hand held a lipstick-sized vibrator that was giving some serious attention to the Singapore woman's wet pulsing clit. In this event each woman had to passively accept arousal till she came, then make the other cum in less time. The best of three different arousals was the norm, except being the Championship this was the best of five.
Zhang Wu increased the speed of the arse plug vibrating contractions with her fingertips, rapidly plunged the dildo in and out of Fu Hai's responsive cunt and used the lipstick-shaped vibrator on Fu Hai's clit tip with frenzied speed. The Singaporean's slim body started jerking and suddenly the tendons on her long neck stood out like rope holding a tent in the wind.
"Eiiiiiiihhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh."
Like a winning swimmer at the Olympics Zhang Wu's head swivelled to the large clock
Zhang Wu 18 min 05
Fu Hai Shoon 7 min 56
Winner Round 1 Zhang Wu
One Zip after the dildos. It looked like the Singapore Airlines Travel Agent clerk was out of her depth. Twenty-six years ago, at the age of eighteen, she had been taken to the Inner Lotus Sexfight Club for Singapore Amateurs and was hooked. With an average of over 300 contests a year, she had competed in this Singapore world of amateurs wagering small bets between themselves 10970 times and lost 6 times: the last when she was twenty-one. She had slowly built up her finances for an attempt on the expensive world circuit. But those early opponents were amateur part-timers, and with only six months spent in the pro circuit, it looked like she would be back to being champion of the Inner Lotus Sexfight Club.
As the winner chose the starting order Zhang Wu confidently climbed into the red Sex Swing and Fu Hai arranged her in a prone spreadeagled position and started the manual external stimulation of the former world number one's proffered slit. Her long fingers traced the outlines of her thick pussy lips and then went deeper along her crack searching for, and finding the oozing moisture she needed. With Zhang Wu's slit wettened she used the fingers of one hand to play with her entrance and slide along her slit while the other kneaded, stretched and teased the former champion's clit. Zhang Wu's face became contorted and the nipples on her still firm 34CC surgically enhanced tits stood out light lighthouses on a cliff as she fought the oncoming orgasm relentlessly building up. And then it happened. Success, as the Hong Kong woman's forty-seven-year-old body bucked in the swing, but unfortunately, the clock showed it had 16:09 minutes to achieve it.
And 8:18 minutes later Zhang Wu bought a howl of anguish from the small-faced, long-haired, slim Singapore travel agent as she straddled Fu Hai in the sex swing, her cunt inches above her face. She held Fu Hai's engorged clit in the V between her left fore and middle fingers, palm resting on Fu Hai's cunt entrance while her saliva-covered right fingers worked a dance beat on the clit tip protruding above her 2 fingers.
Two Zip after the external massage, and a normal contest would have been over, but the championship was best of five, not three. Still, it was time to leave. I had seen what I needed. Zhang Wu was back with a vengeance and in top form. But I had to wait while Anissa did her face, adjusted her clothes, and gathered her belongings. By that time the third round had started so I sat down again and watched. Women, can't live with or without them.