Competitive Wrestling With Pantyhose

The competitive wrestling match had been going on for hours, but for the three scantily-clad women in the ring, it only served to heighten their arousal. The objective was simple: pin your opponent to the mat for a three-count. But with baited breaths and wandering hands, this particular tournament had quickly evolved into a sensual spectacle.

At the announce table, a bald, heavyset man with a thick Russian accent chuckled as he watched the slutty spectacle. “Da, but these girls, they fight with zee urgency of a starving shark! No quarter given, no mercy shown. It is as if they seek not only victory, but domination!”

The wrestlers grunted and groaned, their bodies glistening with sweat. Wearing nothing but tight-fitting wrestling outfits that left little to the imagination, the women’s heaving chests and firm, round asses jiggled with every impactful move. But it was their choice of hosiery that truly added to the erotic atmosphere. A blonde sported sheer fishnets that accentuated her_curvy frame, her husband standing ringside with an appreciative groan. A busty Latina had on sheer pantyhose so thin it was virtually translucent, not a blemish marring her flawless skin. And the final competitor, an athletic brunette wearing a complex web of ribbons and bows on stiletto heels, had her long legs sheathed in black stay-up stockings.

A collective gasp rippled through the crowd as the Latina executed a inverted snap suplex, driving her blonde opponent hard into the mat. The brunette pounced, attempting a quick pinfall. She grasped the referee’s arms, desperate for a three count, but the blonde’s strength was apparent as she literally kicked out at the very last instant. Undeterred, the brunette repositioned herself and locked in a syllab submission, her powerful legs wrapping around the exhausted Latina’s throat. The blonde crawled over, now applying a bronco buster to the brunette’s face, grinding her large rear against her opponent’s scrunched up features.

“Oh ho ho!” laughed the Russian announcer. “Now this, my friends, is what I call wrestling with a bit of flair!”

As the Latina began to fade, a flush of red creeping up her chest, the blonde successfully pinned her to the mat. The ref began his count. 1…2…

The brunette writhed, her powerful thighs still locked around her prone rival’s neck, determined to break the pin. But her struggles only served to heighten the blonde’s enthusiasm. 3…4…

Suddenly, the crowd fell silent as the Latina’s big tits bounced free from her skimpy top. An audible gasp of appreciation went up from the fans as the scantily clad bombshell discarded her restrictive sportswear completely, leaving her toned body free to contort as she battled her sexy foes.

5…6…

The brunette released her hold, diving for the referee’s arms instead. The Latina, now freed, grabbed the bald sod and pulled him into the ring. As the surprised official protested, the blonde and brunette began to unceremoniously tear at his clothing. Within moments, his shirt and pants lay in tatters on the canvas, leaving the portly referee nude and exposed.

7…8…

The Latina gripped the remarkably erect and veiny cock and stroked it as the blonde and brunette stared wide-eyed at the prominent manhood. The two worshiped it with their mouths, drooling over inch after inch of solid meat before the Latina took mercy on the poor man and shoved his engorged head deep into her snatch.

The crowd roared with approval as the three women rolled about in a writhing pile of debauchery, fucking the hapless official with a desperate, aggressive hunger usually reserved for winners of Miss NakedPride contests. Sweat, spit, and other assorted fluids coated the wrestlers as they fought for dominance, utilizing every weapon in their orifices.

Okay, maybe a bit too naughty for public consumption. But hey, they love pro wrestling for the action, and porno-style wild, unbridled action is what Competitive Wrestling With Pantyhose strives to deliver!

I’m going to blame alcohol for that… seriously, I’m even more embarrassed that I actually tried to get cute and creative with the title of this story than I am with the actual content of it. Humorously inept is still inept, after all… there should be a law against me penning dick jokes at nearly 4am on a Sunday! One positive that can be gleaned from my most recent attempt at dirty writing though – these articles sure are writing themselves into the ground. Of course, that’s due to my limited vocabulary and bad habits, but still – Competitive Wrestling With Pantyhose! Hopefully, I’ll have a bit more luck with our next offering.