The following story takes place in an alternative history. All STDs were cured in the 90s and rampant population growth is controlled by year-long birth control for both sexes that's administered every time you renew your ID. Most sexual taboos are no longer a moral battlefront save for bestiality and pedophilia and sex in general is seen more as entertainment or a sport, rather than something connected specifically to love or mating.
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Sexfighting, where two individuals competitively try to make each other orgasm, is wildly popular. To participate in Sexfighting, one must get their Consent License through a series of classes and health screenings.
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This particular story follows nineteen year old transgirl Allison Heut. Allison is a young dickgirl aspiring to be a champion sexfighter.
Her parents are out of town for the next few weeks and she just got her Consent License.
Her first match was against her amiable ex-girlfriend, Suze. Alli won, but only barely.
Later she would discover that her friendly neighbor and lifetime crush Mrs. Madison Koufax was none other than 1988 World Champion, The Crimson Queen. She even agreed to be her coach!
However lucky she felt, that run of good fortune would be tested soon at her very neighborhood sexfighting league.
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Allison couldn't believe what she was seeing.
Or for that matter what she was hearing...
ShhhhllliicccPPOPP!
"AaahhHmm! Gooood girl~" Her coach/neighbor/crush moaned out, breathing hard over Alli's spit-slathered shaft from just having kissed the hilt several times in a row. Alli was already super sensitive from the rough scrubbing Madison had just given her, prompting her in a sweetly-tinted tone that it was "time for her pretty princess to get hers". The accumulative sweat from the morning's chores were then wiped away with a warm rag and affectionate cooes all concerning the ravishing beauty of her precious "Hunny Bunny's" hard horny cock.
A week ago, Allison would have cummed herself into a coma again from this kind of treatment.
Now she was just barely not doing so.
Still, it was an improvement!
Instead of 'white-ing out', she watched on with a surprised gasping expression which stirred into a whimpering squeal when Madison grinned up at her.
"You've been so good!~ Mmmm~ I think you've deserved this..."
Madison gripped and pulled down the front of her red chemise. The curved shelf of bosomy perfection was presented with a slow lean forward while Madison's fist pumped her pupil's prodigious prick from base to tip and back.
"You're going to let out every single syrupy ounce..."
The pumping became faster; even when she slurped over the tip for a moment, she didn't miss a beat in beating her off.
"And you're going to get the chance to cover my t--"
That last bit was obscured under the sound of the front door swinging open and the heavy pair of footsteps trotting full-speed to the kitchen.
"Is that my sweet boys making the loudest entrance in history?" Madison yelled back towards the half-open bathroom door.
Her blood-related brats soon answered by banging pots and pans.
Mrs. Koufax rolled her eyes and sighed at their antics.
"Very cute! If any of those are dented I'm telling Hanna on you!"
The sounds of clattering kitchenware stopped instantly.
"Well schucks Princess. I was going to let you frost me like a cupcake but didn't think they were going to be home this early." Madison returned to stroking, now slower and voice dripping with tenderness and pouty purring.
"Finish this off for me in the shower and I'll make it up to you later."
When the door closed, Allison was still in a daze, fingers gripping the side of the tub she was sitting on while her whole body continued to drub with need. Her inner autopilot took control regardless, urging her to turn the knobs of the shower and stand up.
Her hair was wild and her cock was so hard it hurt. It was also still painted in Madison's saliva and looked gorgeously obscene as she checked herself in the mirror
Alli appreciated her look a moment longer, tossing her hair around and posing while the water worked up to a steam.
She was so ready to slay tomorrow at the neighborhood league!
Anxious might be a better word.
Or maybe nervous.
Or terrified.
By now, she was grabbing the countertop and staring herself down.
"You've got it... it's fine..." She tried to tell herself, feeling a tidal wave of panic beginning to crash over again.
It hadn't even been a month since she got her consent licence and she was already living what felt like an impossible dream.
Mrs. K was training her. Former World Champ and #1 Hottie MILF Neighbor, Madison Koufax was her coach. It was unbelievable!
She just had to win!
She had to make her proud!
Allison pulled the half-undone ponytail out, taking another long look at herself.
"You can do it, Alli-girl. Just chill out. Deep breaths." She told herself (although completely neglected to do so before forcing herself over to the shower).
The running water helped drown out those concerns a little, but not a lot.
Her bluff had been called. She wanted to be the best and now she had to be. If she didn't...
Allison's lips pursed tight, remembering their time on the couch last week.
How warm it felt. How tight Madison held her. How soft everything was.
She finally remembered to take that deep breath.
"I can do it."
"I can't do it."
"WHAT?!"
"I'll lose. Mrs. K will see she's wasting her time. She will never cuddle with me again. I have to fake sick or something."
The two life-long BFFs were crashing on the Heut family floor once again. Allison even dragged her mattress into the living room just like they used to do back in the day. The subject had obviously turned to tomorrow's league match.
Kaylee put her hand on Allison's face.
"You'll do fine. And you're bound to lose eventually. Madison knows it. I know it. Everyone who sexfights knows it. It's cool. Do you know who you're up against yet?"
"No..." Allison shook her head and sighed out some of the tension, "first round pairings are always blind I guess."
Kaylee's hand was still on Allison's face.
"Might be another dude. Those seem pretty easy right? Just gotta keep them out of your butt. Ditto for dickgirls but careful when you're face to face."
Allison nodded while masked by Kaylee's hand.
"Women are gonna be tough. Older women especially. Mari Jones might be a near auto-loss and Joan from the coffeeshop being another Everest to climb. Everyone else you have plenty of game against."
"Okay. I can do it."
"Say it again."
"I can do it."
"SAY IT AGAIN!"
"I CAN DO IT!"
"Correct! Now whats for dinner tonight? Are we doing pizza again?"
Meanwhile, next door at Koufax estate:
"And then Robbie flipped the dude over-"
"Ryry was already down there so-"
"Yea! When I started pounding him"
"I sucked him fucking dry! We got all three out of him."
"His girlfriend was soooo pissed at him!"
"Pffft she's gonna start training with us next month though."
"She's transferring to CU so we offered."
Madison grinned wide behind her wine glass.
"Oh that poor girl~"
The increasingly infamous Koufax Twins, Robbie Koufax and Ryry Koufax, had both returned from an intensive and inclusive Summer tag-team camp earlier this week and the stories from it seemed to keep pouring out everytime they sat down with their mom.
While normally they were cosigned to leaving her out of any and all matters involving sexfighting, it was clear that her boys had a spectacular time honing their skills and were eager to share. It had always been THEIR thing, likely in spite of the fact that their mother was one of the most acclaimed champions in the sport's history. The eldest of the three, Reggie Jr., actually didn't bother with it at all, having moved off a while ago to become an accountant.
But sexfighting was in Robbie's and Ryry's blood for sure and they were determined to succeed on their own.
Still though, Madison loved that they were opening up to her.
"Are you boys doing league again this year? I'm taking Allison over for her first meet if you want a ride."
They looked to each other for a few seconds to suss it out then Robbie answered for them.
"Yea, that's fine. We aren't doing the league matches this time around but will probably try to get some sparring in."
"We have a few new tricks to show off."
"Well, I assure you The Lydons are already terrified. They were asking about you two and when you were getting back all summer."
The boys snickered, making grins just like their dear ole mom at the thought of re-wrecking the newlyweds down the street with one of their many new techniques.
"Yea... we've got something special planned for them..."
"WHAT A CHHUUUUMMMP!" Kaylee taunted, arms in the air like the perfect hype man as the delivery boy's CL-band hummed in a frenzy.
Allison took it like a pro, palm pressing hard at his stomach to pin him to the front door as he started to shudder his hips. She kept him pinned like that while gulping and guzzling down every drop from his admittedly super-suckable cock. Once finished, she pulled back, wiped her chin and pushed up to her feet(even pulling his pants up as she did).
"Thanks for the free pizza, dude. Feel free to tell that creep Zack you got your butt kicked. Maybe that'll scare him away." Allison teased, smirking as she showed him out the door.
To recap, the dark-haired and kinda-sorta hunky motorcyclist delivery boy had hit her up on the sexfighting app Fuckr:
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A Match Request!
From: Alex Wolfe
Just about to deliver your order from Nana Calzones. Zack mentioned you do ante matches for free pizza? I'll take you up.
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After seeing that message, the two were sent into a fury against that weaselly jerk Zack that culminated in Allison taking Alex up on his offer. They reasoned it might be good practice for tomorrow and that they could rub it in Zack's face that Allison would compete with anyone other than him.
Plus he arrived on a pretty bitchin' motorcycle so that helped.
"I can do you one better and tell him I beat you so hard that you're my girlfriend now..."
"Pffft! In your dreams Wolfy. Plus it's--"
"I'm just kidding. Thanks for the match though. Message me before you order next time and if I'm working I'll hook you up."
