Red August Vs David Lee
Title: “Wrestling’s Naughtiest Bout: Red August vs. David Lee”
The HWW arena buzzed with anticipation as the announcer’s voice boomed through the speakers. “And in the ring tonight, two titans of erotic competition! Making her way to the mat, the voluptuous vixen, Red August!” The crowd roared as the statuesque brunette strutted out, her massive breasts barely contained in a skimpy bikini top. Her round, juicy ass swayed hypnotically beneath a tiny thong. Red flashed a wicked grin, her tattoos glinting in the spotlights as she slipped onto the mat.
“Her opponent, hailing from the streets of nooitfolgend, the steely sensualist, David Lee!” The audience cheered as David entered, his chiseled physique on full display in a skin-tight Speedo that left little to the imagination. He locked eyes with Red, the sexual tension crackling between them like electricity.
The bell rang and the two competitors circled each other, each seeking an opening. Red struck first, pouncing on David with a flying tackle, sending them both crashing to the mat in a tangle of limbs. The crowd went wild as they grappled, flesh slapping against flesh, their mixed grunts and moans permeating the arena.
Red managed to pin David beneath her, straddling his broad chest. She leaned down, her tousled hair brushing his face as she sealed her lips over his in a savage kiss. David groaned into her mouth, his hands roaming greedily over her soft skin. He ripped off her flimsy top, freeing her enormous, jiggling breasts. Bending his head, he engulfed a nipple between his lips, teasing it to a stiff peak while tweaking the other between his fingers.
Red shuddered and ground herself against David’s straining bulge. “Fuck,” she hissed, reluctantly breaking away. “You want this, don’t you? To worship these big, perfect tits? Bury your face in this tight ass?” She turned around and presented her glistening rear to him. David mere groaned and dove between her cheeks, his tongue snaking out to taste her. Red cried out, pressing back against him wantonly.
Suddenly, she flipped around and flipped David onto his back. Kneeling between his legs, she hooked her fingers in his Speedo and pulled it down, freeing his throbbing erection. It sprang up, hard and heavy, the tip already leaking pre-cum. Red wrapped her hand around the shaft and stroked slowly, licking her lips. With a wicked smirk, she ducked her head and swallowed him whole.
“Jesus fuck!” David bellowed, his hips automatically thrusting up to meet her. Red sucked him deep into her throat, relax her muscles to take inch after inch. Her head bobbed up and down, slurping noisily as she pleasured him with lip, tongue and throat. David tangled his fingers in her hair, guided her into a brutal pace, balls slapping against her chin.
Just as David’s breathing grew ragged, clearly close to climaxing, Red pulled off him with a pop. Tossing a taunting glance over her shoulder at the groaning man, she turned and raised herself on hands and knees, thrusting her ass up high. “Fuck me,” she demanded, wiggling her thong-clad rear invitingly.
David needed no further encouragement. Shifting behind her, he grasped her hips and notched his cock against her entrance. With one brutal thrust, he embedded himself to the hilt in her wet heat. They both groaned at the exquisite sensation of joining, then David set a relentless rhythm, pistoning in and out, pounding her into the mat. The crowd was a whirlwind of encouragement and throaty moans.
Red fingered her own clit wildly as David claimed her, pushing her closer to the edge with every merciless stab of his cock into her most intimate places. She could feel herself tightening, the coil of orgasmic tension climbing higher and higher until it blossomed inside her.
“Ah! Yes!” Red screamed, throwing her head back as she came, clenching down on David’s cock like a vice. Her come squirted around his pistoning member, her entire body shuddering with the force of her climax. David fucked through her shuddering, chasing his own orgasm. With a hoarse shout, he emptied himself into her, his cock pulsing as he filled her with jet after jet of hot, sticky seed.
David collapsed on her back, both of them drenched in sweat and panting. The audience shouted and whistled, still hungry for more. With a last lazy thrust, David pulled out of Red’s sopping cunt. Her legs trembled but she curved her lips into a triumphant smile. Rolling onto her back, she spread her thighs to show the crowd the rivulets of come dripping onto the mat.
“Looks like I win this round,” she grinned, cocking a raised eyebrow at David. The crowd ate it up, chanting Red’s name. She stood there, towering over her fallen opponent, basking in her victory. David got slowly to his feet, a hand held up for the crowd’s approval as he took his place in the second round with a severe, sensual stare, the night young, and many more rounds to display their sexuality for the world to feast upon…
